The Book of Changes - Jade Maiden

Dark Room Yi Gen Jing - Jade Maiden Chapter (Part 1) A Strange Encounter

　　Zhang Chuju sat alone in a restaurant drinking coffee. If it weren't for wanting to have another round of sex with the girl from last night, he would have already flown back to Taiwan with his friends. Lust was Zhang Chuju's nature, and also his forte. Since adulthood, he found that there was not a moment in his life without sex. In college, looking at pornographic pictures and browsing erotic websites until the wee hours was commonplace for him. All the girlfriends he had left him were because of his insatiable demands, seven or eight times a day. Some even thought he was sick and needed to see a doctor.

　　But Zhang Chuju felt that this was just his innate talent. After starting work, he became financially well-off. Zhang Chuju discovered that the mainland was full of beautiful women. So he fell in love with these mainland pleasure-seeking groups. After several training sessions, Zhang Chuju is now an expert on the coastal cities of the mainland and has become a tour leader for mainland tours among his friends.

　　After their trip to Shenzhen yesterday, they returned to Hong Kong in the evening. The group suggested visiting the famous Grand Fortune Nightclub. As usual, Zhang Chuju took a woman back to the hotel and thoroughly exhausted her, even going so far as to have sex with her twice before she left in the morning. Before leaving, the woman complained that the trip was a waste. However, this caused Zhang Chuju to miss his morning flight, leaving him alone at the airport.

　　At that moment, Zhang Chuju saw an elderly man with white hair approaching him. His face was wrinkled, and his movements were unsteady; he was at least seventy years old. However, his eyes were bright, and he seemed quite energetic and well-maintained.

　　"Young man, would you mind if I sat down?" the old man asked politely.

　　Zhang Chuju couldn't think of any reason to refuse, so he invited the old man to sit down.

　　"Young man, you look a little pale. Have you been overworking lately?" the old man asked.

　　"Yes, I've been working a lot lately, traveling between mainland China and Taiwan. I'm a bit tired," Zhang Chuju replied casually.

　　“Actually, young man, I’m quite old. I’ve done more than you have. To be frank, sometimes things shouldn’t be overdone; quality over quantity is key.”

　　Zhang Chuju understood the old man’s meaning and, not wanting to talk further, got up to leave.

　　“No problem, young man, please sit down. I have something to discuss with you.” The old man spoke with a natural air of authority, and Zhang Chuju reluctantly sat down again.

　　“Actually, I have a friend who knows you. She’s told me some things about you.”

　　“Really? May I ask who our friend is?”

　　“Haha, she’s Jenny, the one who was with you last night.”

　　Lily was the young lady who had been with Zhang Chuju from last night until this morning.

　　The old man continued, “For certain reasons, I’ve been searching for a young man with extraordinary abilities. Lily said she was with you last night and said your abilities are amazing.”

　　Zhang Chuju was still unsure of the old man’s intentions—whether he was a friend or foe. The old man continued, "May I ask your name? Most of my friends respectfully call me Old Man Weng."

　　"My name is Zhang Chuju, just call me Chuju."

　　"Alright, Chuju, let me be frank. As the saying goes, a man who isn't a bit of a playboy in his youth is wasting his life. It's only natural for someone like you to be so. I guess you're not even 25 this year, is that right?"

　　"I'm only 24."

　　"24, the prime of a man's life. Back when I was 24, I was just like you, partying every night. But man can't defy fate; now I'm past my prime. Youth is truly priceless."

　　Zhang Chuju thought to himself that this old man could barely walk, yet he still wanted women; he truly didn't know the insatiable nature of men.

　　Old Weng then said, "Lily said you're a foot long, is that right?" Hearing

　　Old Weng mention his pride, Zhang Chuju, disregarding the fact that they had only known each other for a few minutes, replied, "I haven't actually measured it, but it shouldn't be too far off."

　　Old Weng said, "Good, good. Let me tell you, when I was young, I was also larger than average. Every time I took it out, the girls were terrified, and seeing their expressions was really satisfying. Ha! Ha! Only those of us who've been through it all would know."

　　Whether it was visiting prostitutes or having sex with his girlfriend, the girls would always exclaim in surprise when they saw his large member, and he often took pride in it.

　　Old Weng said, "I learned of your abilities from Lily, so I rushed to the airport to find you, because I've been looking for someone as young as you."

　　Zhang Chuju was getting impatient and said, "Old Weng, could you please tell me what brings you here? I'm about to board."

　　Old Weng said, "Don't rush. I'm an old man, and I speak slowly and deliberately. Please be patient. Don't let my age fool you; I've been taking some unique formulas and elixirs. I'm eighty this year, but even five years ago, at seventy-five, I could still be incredibly aroused. But that was five years ago. Since then, no formula or medicine can make me strong again."

　　Zhang Chuju said, "It seems you've lived a life of romance, which many men envy. Even if you can't now, you've lived a life without regrets."

　　Old Weng said, "You're right. Indeed, I've never failed to get the women I wanted before, because of what..." "I have none of that. I don't have the looks of Pan An, nor the muscular physique. All I have is a few coins. Money can get me any woman, except for those richer than me. But that's my problem."

　　Zhang Chuju asked curiously, "Since you can get all the women you like, what's the problem?"

　　Old Man Weng said, "It wasn't a problem before, but it is now. Even now, many women are willing to sleep with me, but I can't anymore. Others have aged and lost their beauty, lacking both ability and desire. Perhaps it's because of the various remedies I've taken; I lack ability now, but my desire hasn't diminished at all. It's like a table full of delicious food, but I'm locked in a cage. I can see it, smell it, reach out and touch it, but I'm always just a little short. It's such a painful thing. Perhaps it's the retribution for my life of promiscuity."

　　The young Zhang Chuju tried hard to understand what Old Man Weng was saying, seemingly comprehending but not quite.

　　Old Weng said again, "Brother, we are destined to meet. I have a request."

　　Zhang Chuju asked, "What can I do to help you, Old Weng?"

　　Old Weng said, "I'm just asking for a request, but I believe others would love to have such an opportunity as you. Chuju, I want you to have sex with a beautiful woman."

　　Zhang Chuju asked, puzzled, "What?"

　　Old Weng said, "Chuju, I want you to have sex with the women I like. Seeing beautiful women and not being able to have sex with them is very painful for me. I want you to have sex with them; I believe that will give me immense satisfaction."

　　Zhang Chuju asked again, "It's not that I'm unwilling, but I want to ask, why me? Other men are fine too."

　　Old Weng said, "It's only because you, brother, have extraordinary qualities and exceptional abilities, just like I used to. I can't just find some coward to replace me."

　　After listening, Zhang Chuju said, "Alright, I think as long as Old Weng says it's a beautiful woman, the conditions can't be too bad."

　　Old Weng said, "Haha, not bad at all? Anyone I fancy is either a goddess or a national beauty. Since you've agreed, that's great. But I have a few rules for you to follow, you must agree to them."

　　Zhang Chuju, already distracted by the mention of a beautiful woman, replied without hesitation, "No problem, I'll agree to any rules. Let's go now!"

　　Old Weng said, "Brother, don't rush, I'll tell you the rules later. But I have something to tell you beforehand."

　　Zhang Chuju asked, "What is it?"

　　Old Weng said, "After this, I'm afraid you'll find it hard to find other women to satisfy you."

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　　Zhang Chuju and Old Weng stepped out of the airport and into a luxury car. The car smoothly drove away from the airport, the thick windows making the interior very quiet, as if isolated from the world.

　　Old Weng asked, "Tell me, Chu Ju, what is the highest level of lovemaking?"

　　Without hesitation, Zhang Chu Ju recounted all his impressive feats since he was old enough to understand human nature, such as the size of his penis and how many times he had sex each night.

　　Old Weng chuckled and said, "Chu Ju, I see you still have a lot to learn."

　　Zhang Chu Ju replied, "In that case, please enlighten me, Old Weng."

　　Old Weng said, "Since I've chosen you, of course I'll teach you. Whether you learn or not depends on your own ability. Remember, you must absolutely obey my instructions. If you act on your own, I can't stop you, but then our relationship will end there."

　　Zhang Chu Ju thought to himself that this old man was very arrogant, but since he was helping him find a girl, why not just go along with him?

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　　The express elevator took them to the 55th floor, the attic of this ultra-modern hotel. As soon as the elevator doors opened, Zhang Chu Ju saw a spacious and luxurious room. Floor-to-ceiling windows allowed Zhang Chu Ju to see the entire harbor. Soft natural light illuminated the entire room, and the ceiling was mostly glass, giving one a sense of harmony with nature.

　　Old Weng said, "This hotel is mine. You'll be staying here. Just tell the staff what you need; I've already spoken to them. Put your luggage away and freshen up. Someone will take you there later." With that, Old Weng left the room.

　　Zhang Chuju took a shower, changed into a new outfit, and prepared for an exciting day. "Click," Zhang Chuju heard someone open the door.

　　He saw a white-collar woman in a neat suit, with a slender figure, a pretty face, and carrying a white handbag.

　　"Hello, Mr. Zhang, I'm Linda. Mr. Weng sent me."

　　Zhang Chuju's eyes lit up. He thought that Old Weng's taste was indeed excellent; this woman was much better than the ones he had met on the mainland these past few days, even far inferior to Lily from last night. Staying this time would be worthwhile if he could make love to her.

　　"If Mr. Zhang is ready, let's go," Linda said.

The Dark Room Yi Gen Jing - Jade Maiden Chapter (Part Two)

　　Linda led Zhang Chuju to the fitness room of the hotel downstairs, saying, "Old Master Weng values Mr. Zhang's physical fitness and specially arranged for him to exercise here. Take your time, the coach will guide you. I'll go prepare lunch first."

　　Zhang Chuju usually loved sports, and he could handle all the basic movements the coach taught him. Before leaving, the coach reminded him to meet again at the same time tomorrow.

　　The lunch room was, of course, magnificent. Zhang Chuju was full of praise when he saw Linda again, thinking that as long as he could make love with this woman, this trip would not have been in vain.

　　Linda arranged for some unknown herbs for Zhang Chuju to drink. Zhang Chuju was only focused on the beautiful woman in front of him, and gulped them down without caring what they were, then ate some side dishes to fill his stomach. After drinking the herbs, Zhang Chuju immediately felt a fireball burning in his dantian, the heat reaching his lower groin. Zhang Chuju stared greedily at the beautiful woman before him, his lips dry and his mouth parched, longing to pounce on her and make love to her immediately.

　　Linda seemed indifferent to the food on the table, glancing at Zhang Chuju and then at her watch, as if she were in a hurry for time.

　　Linda said, "Mr. Zhang seems to have finished eating. Shall we go find Old Master Weng now?"

　　Along the way, Zhang Chuju felt a heat rising from his stomach to his groin, a force he felt he could control, yet it was also elusive and uncertain.

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　　Old Master Weng's office was located on the top floor of a glass building in the bustling city. Walking through the outer door into Old Master Weng's office, Zhang Chuju saw many beautiful women in sexy dresses along the way. Pushing open the cantilevered wooden door, Zhang Chuju saw Old Master Weng sitting with his back to the entire row of floor-to-ceiling windows.

　　Upon seeing Zhang Chuju, Old Weng said without ceremony, "Chuju, you've rested and eaten. Now it's your study time."

　　Zhang Chuju asked, "What should I study?"

　　Old Weng replied, "It's simple, it's about learning how to make love."

　　Zhang Chuju said, "I know that very well, there's nothing to learn."

　　Old Weng said, "You make it sound so easy. Then tell me, what is the ultimate technique for making love?"

　　Zhang Chuju said, "Of course, it's about endurance."

　　Old Weng said, "To increase endurance, you just need medication. It's not that easy."

　　Zhang Chuju asked, puzzled, "Then tell me, what is the ultimate technique?"

　　Old Weng said, "It's very simple, it's about making a woman submit to you. What could be more satisfying for a man than that? It's easy to possess a woman's body, but to destroy her confidence, to possess her soul. To make her fear you, yet dare not refuse any of your demands. To make her afraid of you from afar, yet without the courage to run away, only able to obediently wait for your slaughter like a fawn."

　　Zhang Chuju listened to Old Weng's eloquent words, dumbfounded and unsure how to answer.

　　Old Weng continued, “A beauty like Linda, with a great figure and beautiful face, what man wouldn’t want to have sex with her? I can let you have sex with her. But so what? You’re just one of the dozen or so men who have ejaculated inside her in her life. Not to mention those prostitutes you bought with money; when you meet them again soon, they probably won’t even remember ever meeting you.”

　　Zhang Chuju suddenly felt immense respect for the old man who was already over sixty, and said, “Old Weng, could you please give me some pointers on matters of sex?”

　　Old Weng said, “Actually, what I’m talking about can be simply summarized in six words: obedience, submission, and surrender. First, you must make a woman obey you before she will submit to your demands. Finally, after you have her, you must make her submit to you for life. Making a woman obey you is relatively easy; you can just have money, but that’s a low-level trick. You must use your eyes to tell her that you are her master, making her feel completely naked in front of you even though she’s clothed. You must learn to possess them with your gaze. This sounds easy, but it takes a long time to practice. However, this is not the main point I want to make for you. All the women here will obey you.”

　　Zhang Chuju became more and more excited as he listened, seeming a little impatient.

　　Old Man Weng said, “If you want women to submit to you, you have to make them fear you. The best way to make them fear you is to take out your enormous member. That’s why I chose you. Jenny told me you were born with this talent but don’t know how to use it properly. Brother, to be honest, when I was young, I was just as big as you, with a fourteen-inch member. Later, a master gave me a secret recipe that enhances the elasticity and extensibility of the penile corpora cavernosa, allowing more blood to flow into the penis, making it bigger and thicker. You found this in the herbal soup you sang at noon.” Zhang Chuju: "

　　No wonder I felt so hot all over, especially down there, after singing the soup at noon."

　　Old Weng laughed: "That's natural. I think that medicine can at least increase your length by four inches and your width by two inches. Getting a woman to submit to you in the end is the hardest part. No matter how powerful a man is, after ejaculating, he'll always feel like a limp snake. Even with medicine, it only prolongs the time; eventually, he'll still ejaculate, and then he'll be like a deflated balloon. Many people have researched how to hold back ejaculation, but without ejaculation, a man won't experience pleasure, which is..." "Treating oneself as a machine, what satisfaction or pleasure is there?"

　　Old Weng continued, "Men finish once, but women can have multiple orgasms. How unfair is this to men? I've pondered this for decades and finally came up with a way to break this deadlock. But I'm too old to revive myself. So I can only give it to someone destined to receive it."

　　Zhang Chuju said, "I am fortunate to receive Old Weng's generous gift of this secret. I truly don't know how to thank you enough."

　　Old Weng said, "No need for thanks. If you can witness the power of my secret, that would be truly..." What more could I ask for? This secret technique was developed through my sixty years of Qigong training and research. It uses Qigong to control the penile muscles that are normally uncontrollable. Also, the testicles can only store a limited number of sperm, and any excess sperm is wasted. So I thought of using Qi to guide the semen to the Dantian for storage, and then ejaculate it when the time is right. The remarkable thing about my secret technique is that it not only allows for prolonged intercourse, but also allows for multiple ejaculations in one session. It is far superior to ordinary dead-killing techniques. Ha...ha...ha..." After

　　saying this, Old Weng laughed loudly with self-satisfaction.

　　Zhang Chuju said, "Old Weng's idea is indeed brilliant. But I wonder how long it will take to practice Old Weng's secret technique?"

　　Old Weng said, "It is profound, but I have simplified it as much as possible and named it the Dark Chamber Root-Changing Classic. With your talent, my brother, you may only need to practice it for a few days."

Dark Chamber Root-Changing Classic - Jade Maiden Chapter (Part 3) Transmission of Power

　　After a few days, Zhang Chuju studied the Dark Chamber Root-Changing Classic with Old Weng and took Old Weng's great tonic. After taking the tonic, he always felt his internal energy flow faster, his lower body energy surge and gushing, and he couldn't release his pent-up energy. But after each session of the Dark Room Root-Changing Classic, he felt his internal energy flow much smoother. Linda would come every day to measure the length and girth of Zhang Chuju's penis. After Linda's delicate hands touched Zhang Chuju's penis, it would naturally swell up, and under the effect of the medicine, it would grow longer and thicker inch by inch. What was originally a foot-long blade eventually became as thick as a wrist and reached sixteen inches in length, like a police baton. It looked rather frightening.

　　Zhang Chuju begged Linda to make love to him every day, but Linda always said, "Mr. Zhang has received the true teachings of Master Weng and has mastered a great skill. How could I be worthy to serve Mr. Zhang? It's alright, Mr. Zhang, Master Weng has already prepared two stunning beauties for you. When the time comes, Mr. Zhang will naturally enjoy the power of Master Weng's Secret Chamber Transformation Technique."

　　Zhang Chuju said, "If I could taste your fragrance, Linda, it would be the greatest honor of my life. I don't believe there is anyone more beautiful than you."

　　No matter how much Zhang Chuju begged, Linda refused him one by one, and Zhang Chuju could only wait in frustration.

Two

　　days later, Elder Weng personally visited Zhang Chuju and said, "Chuju, the effects of my tonics on you have reached their peak, and your practice of the Dark Chamber Root-Changing Scripture has also made great progress. It seems your extraordinary root has been cultivated, and tonight will be the day you emerge from seclusion."

　　Zhang Chuju was overjoyed upon hearing this. Naturally lustful, he felt restless without sex for even a day. These past few days, confined here practicing this technique and taking these medicines, unable to even touch the beautiful Linda, had made each day feel like an eternity. Finally, today had arrived. However, what he wanted to know even more was which top-tier beauty Elder Weng had arranged for him?

　　Old Weng said, “Tonight I’ve arranged two beauties for you. One of them I’ve had the pleasure of being intimate with many times, while the other is my biggest headache. She was the first woman who made me unable to get an erection. That was five years ago, and since that night, I’ve never been able to.”

　　Zhang Chuju asked, “May I ask what their names are?”

　　Old Weng said, “The one I’ve had my way with many times is Miss Zhou, and the one who made me unable to get an erection is Miss Yang. I personally selected them from among many others; you have to trust my judgment. I have plenty of money, and I’m no longer interested in things that money can buy. The only thing that can satisfy me is something that millions of others want, but only I can have.”

　　Zhang Chuju was starting to get confused. Old Weng said, “So I came up with a plan. I’m going to make my women public, let everyone see them, let them drool, let them see them every day but never touch them. But I can still enjoy their fragrance every night.”

　　Zhang Chuju was now half-understanding again.

　　Old Man Weng continued, "At first, I kept female celebrities as playthings; countless actresses in Hong Kong were my 'steeds.' Later, I got tired of even that, and then I thought of another, even more sensational way to play."

　　Zhang Chuju, listening intently, swallowed hard, his heart filled with excitement. He asked incredulously, "Old Man Weng, is there anything more sensational than playing with female celebrities?"

　　Old Man Weng replied, "Chuju, being rich has its troubles. When ordinary things no longer satisfy you, many of my other friends will come up with strange and unusual ideas. Some people are gluttonous; when there's nothing left to eat, they'll even think of eating gold leaf. I used to play with celebrities, but after I got tired of it, I thought I should create a celebrity for myself to play with."

　　Zhang Chuju suddenly realized, wondering if the Miss Zhou and Miss Yang that Old Man Weng had mentioned earlier were indeed her... but he couldn't bear to interrupt Old Man Weng and let him continue.

　　Old Weng said, "So I searched for girls who dreamed of becoming stars through various channels. Hmph, there's no shortage of these girls in this red-light district. When I found one whose looks, figure, age, demeanor, and name weren't exactly top-notch, I wouldn't rush to sleep with her. I'd spend money to make her famous first. When her photos and posters were plastered all over Hong Kong and Taiwan, when she became every man's dream girl, and every soldier had a picture of her under his pillow, then on the night she went on stage to win that Golden Melody Award or attended her own movie premiere, I wanted her, behind the glamour, under the envious eyes of everyone, to be right in front of me, obediently licking my dick, willingly letting me fuck her, until she was fucked to the point of death without daring to utter a single complaint. Clearly unwilling, but pretending to be willing. Chu Ju, tell me, is there a better way to play than this? Hahaha!"

　　Old Weng became very excited as he spoke, and even coughed a few times while laughing heartily.

The Secret Chamber Root Transformation Manual – Jade Maiden Chapter (Part Four)

　　That evening, Old Weng booked a private room at a restaurant, the table laden with delicacies and fine wines. The anxious Zhang Chuju paid no attention to the worldly treasures before him, only concerned with the long-awaited beauty.

　　Old Weng began, “Chuju, don’t worry, what’s meant to happen will happen. Our connection began with your innate abilities, and then your extraordinary understanding of my Secret Chamber Root Transformation Manual, which you mastered in just a few days. Now your extraordinary root is complete. I’ve done so much for you only hoping you’ll repay me in some way.”

　　Zhang Chuju knew he had been incredibly lucky to have met Old Weng and received his true teachings. The man without a mouth said, "Old Master Weng has done me a great favor that I will never forget. Whatever Old Master Weng asks of me, I will certainly obey."

　　Old Master Weng said, "Actually, what I want you to do is very simple. I have never seen the power of the Dark Room Transformation Scripture, and I have been unable to have sex for many years. But I still can't forget about matters of men and women. From now on, you will become my superego. When you make love with them, you must follow my instructions on what positions and postures to use. I only hope to find the glory of my youth in you."

　　Zhang Chuju quickly said, "I will definitely obey."

　　Old Master Weng said, "Good, I am confident that after seeing your performance, I will feel as if I am the one on stage."

　　At this moment, Linda opened the door of the private room, and Zhang Chuju's eyes suddenly lit up. In front of him were two peerless beauties who made countless men (including Zhang Chuju himself) dream of them day and night, and who were currently popular in Hong Kong, Taiwan, mainland China and Southeast Asia, Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier. Zhang Chuju felt his mouth and throat dry for a moment, his eyes darting between the two beauties, dumbfounded, unable to believe it was real.

　　Old Weng said, "Little Zhao and Little Yang, it's good you're here."

　　Zhao Qihui said, "Hello, Old Weng, it's been a long time."

　　Then Zhao Qihui walked up to Old Weng and bent down to kiss him on the lips. Yang Cuier followed suit, kissing Old Weng and greeting him. On both occasions, Old Weng's hands casually touched the two women's bodies, somewhat like the intimacy between a father and daughter.

　　However, when he placed his hands on Zhao Qihui's slender waist or Yang Cuier's buttocks, it crossed the line between father and daughter.

　　Old Man Weng held the two women's delicate hands and said, "Little Zhao, Little Yang, congratulations! Tonight is your big day."

　　Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier replied in unison, "It's all thanks to Old Man Weng's guidance."

　　At this moment, the two women sat down beside Old Man Weng, facing them was Zhang Chuju. He stared intently at the two celestial beauties before him, his eyes unwavering.

　　Old Man Weng then said to Zhao and Yang, "I know I've neglected you two for a long time. Today, I'm going to give you double the joy. This is my virtuous brother, Chuju. When you return, I'll have him treat you well. Hehe!"

　　Hearing Old Man Weng mention his name, Zhang Chuju instantly snapped out of his reverie. Only then did Zhao and Yang truly look at Zhang Chuju, as if he hadn't existed before. Zhang Chuju exchanged a glance with them, seeing the slight disdain in their eyes, wondering who Zhang Chuju really was. Zhang Chuju's heart was pounding. The two beauties he had longed for were now standing before him, and he found it hard to believe this wasn't a dream. Overwhelmed with emotion, Zhang Chuju didn't know how to begin, so he forced a smile and greeted Zhao and Yang.

　　Zhao and Yang exchanged a glance, then Zhao Qihui asked, "Old Weng, what did you mean just now?"

　　Old Weng replied, "I meant you two should focus on tonight's business. After the ceremony, go to Shenxiang Pavilion immediately. I'll be waiting for you there. Understand?"

　　Zhao and Yang, seemingly never daring to say no to Old Weng, answered in unison, "Old Weng, yes."

　　Old Weng said, "Did you wear the evening gowns I picked out for you tonight? Take off your coats so I can see."

　　They obediently took off their coats. Yang Cuier felt a little embarrassed to take off her coat in front of Zhang Chuju, while Zhao Qihui appeared more natural. She walked to Old Weng and gently unbuttoned her coat, revealing an expensive white evening gown. Zhao Qihui's evening gown was modeled after European court style, with a large V-neck at the front. European beauties often wore similar dresses in movies, their breasts almost pushed up to the brim. Zhao Qihui's dress was slightly modified; the neckline wasn't as large as the European beauties', but with the breasts pushed up, three-quarters of each breast were still exposed. A deep, narrow cleavage was also tightly squeezed out. Besides her breasts, Zhao Qihui's slender waist was also tightly bound to a perfect 24-inch wasp waist. Combined with her hair styled in a bun, Old Man Weng dressed Zhao Qihui as a court beauty, a tribute to the emperor at any time. Despite such a sexy and revealing outfit, Zhao Qihui still had to maintain an air of unapproachability.

　　Old Man Weng seemed completely indifferent to Zhao Qihui's arrogance, unceremoniously caressing her exposed breasts. Zhang Chuju was truly captivated. Countless times he had bought numerous photos of Zhao Qihui in various outfits from celebrity photo shops. Even just a glimpse of Zhao Qihui's breasts was enough to make Zhang Chuju masturbate ten or eight times. Now, Zhao Qihui herself stood before Zhang Chuju. He only wished that if he could truly make love to Zhao Qihui just once, he would be willing to die for it.

　　Old Weng urged Yang Cuier to take off her coat again, and Yang Cuier had no choice but to do so. Yang Cuier wore a silk lady's suit, the design simple yet elegant and noble. Dressed like a young girl, a strand of long, black hair fell over her shoulder, shining brightly, smooth as a mirror. The silk, form-fitting shirt enveloped Yang Cuier's upper body, outlining the shape of her breasts. From the side, Zhang Chuju thought Yang Cuier's breasts might not be as full as Zhao Qihui's. However, they were still quite shapely, matching her slender figure well.

　　Unlike Zhao Qihui, Yang Cuier didn't readily allow Old Man Weng to touch her as he pleased. She stood shyly before him. Old Man Weng leaned forward and took her small hand, kneading it as he said, "Cuier, it's a pity we met so late. I've never been able to treat you properly. But tonight I will try my best to make up for all my past shortcomings, okay?"

　　Just as Old Man Weng was playing with Zhao Qihui's breasts, Linda opened the door and said, "Huiyin, Cuier, it's almost time."

　　Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier both said, "Old Man Weng, we'll go first. Please take care."

　　Old Man Weng said, "You two go first. Remember to find me at Shenxiang Pavilion later, okay?"

　　After Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier left, Old Man Weng... Old Man Weng turned to Zhang Chuju and said, "Chuju, what do you think?"

　　Zhang Chuju said, "I really can't believe all of this is true!"

　　Old Man Weng said, "Indeed, Chuju, we haven't known each other for long, but you believed everything I said back then. Now your faith will be rewarded. To be honest, many people wouldn't believe what I said back then."

　　Old Man Weng immediately stood up and said, "Chuju, let's go. I want to tell you what you have to do for me later."

Dark Room Yi Gen Jing - Jade Maiden Chapter (5) The elevator

　　reached the top floor of the hotel, and the elevator doors slowly opened. Behind the peach wood screen, Zhang Chuju saw a huge living room. There were floor-to-ceiling windows everywhere, behind which was the famous Hong Kong night view.

　　The lights outside the window were colorful and flickering. The lights inside the room were soft and dim, which was a perfect contrast to the outside world. The designer of this room deliberately dimmed the lights so that people could relax naturally as soon as they entered.

　　Chu Ju examined the room closely. It was enormous, occupying the entire top floor of the hotel. The room had an open-plan design, allowing views of every corner from anywhere within. Notably, most of the furniture was placed near the windows, resembling a large, partially missing bubble bathtub. In the center was an extra-large bed, as large as a typical bedroom. Beyond that were several oddly shaped, extremely smooth marble slabs. Chu Ju couldn't immediately guess their purpose.

　　One wall was floor-to-ceiling glass, and the other was a wall covered with life-size photographs. Above each photograph were three elegant characters—"Shenxiang Wall"—and soft lighting from ceiling spotlights illuminated the photos. Chu Ju recognized half the women in the photos as actresses, and the rest, though unfamiliar, were all stunningly beautiful. Each woman in the photos struck a captivating pose, her body partially obscured, seemingly awaiting a man's entry. The photos were labeled with the women's names, ages, measurements, dates, and the number of times they had been photographed.

　　Zhang Chuju counted and found approximately forty photos of women on the wall. At the very back of the wall, he saw photos of Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier. Zhao Qihui's photo was dated five years ago, she was twenty years old, and it showed five times. Next to her was Yang Cuier's photo, which only showed her name; other information was missing.

　　Furthermore, the room's furnishings, large and small, were all themed around nude women, along with countless large and small sculptures of men and women engaging in sexual intercourse. It was hard to imagine any woman entering this room without feeling violated.

　　Old Weng and Zhang Chuju sat reclining on a huge leather sofa, watching the images projected onto a large screen. Almost all the city's artists had gathered in the hotel lobby that evening, whether they were currently popular or past their prime, idols or established performers, actors or singers—a large number of the city's most celebrated figures were present.

　　A large crowd of onlookers had gathered along the red carpet leading into the venue. Many celebrities entering the venue resorted to comical and vulgar performances to elicit laughter from the audience. Some female celebrities even deliberately exposed their clothing to garner gasps.

　　The crowd eagerly vied for a glimpse of the two beauties. Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier's entrance became the highlight of the evening. Especially when the crowd saw Zhao Qihui wearing an almost bare-chested court dress, almost every man gasped, some even rudely shouting, "Zhao Qihui, you have such big breasts!"

　　Zhao Qihui ignored the insulting shouts and walked the rest of the red carpet with pride. On the other hand, Yang Cuier, with her pure temperament and angelic face, attracted a lot of murmurs and whistles from the crowd.

　　Compared to Zhao Qihui, Yang Cuier was like a flawless blank sheet of paper, everything about her was bland, colorless and tasteless. Zhao Qihui, on the other hand, was a blooming flower, beautiful and charming, even alluring. The two of them, one beautiful, one pure; one intense, one understated. No matter which one it is, no man could resist being moved.

The Dark Room Yi Gen Jing – Jade Maiden Chapter (Six)

　　Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier sat in the seats arranged for the singers, the stage right in front of them, but both were worried about what Old Weng had just said. They were trying to figure out what Old Weng meant. The venue was filled with loud, jarring music, applause from the audience, and the voices of the singers and the judges. But a ghostly silence hung between Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier.

　　Yang Cuier couldn't help but break the silence and asked Zhao Qihui, "Qihui, do you know what Old Man Weng was saying just now?"

　　Zhao Qihui replied, "I don't know. Do you have any ideas?"

　　Yang Cuier said, "How would I know? You...you've been with Old Man Weng longer."

　　Zhao Qihui mocked Yang Cuier, saying, "Cuier, you're lucky. You only started dating Old Man Weng so late. You've gained so much today, but what have you given in return?"

　　Yang Cuier was taken aback by Zhao Qihui's retort and quickly apologized, saying, "Sister Qihui, don't be angry. That's not what I meant."

　　Zhao Qihui said, "I'm not angry with you, I just want you to know how lucky you are."

　　Yang Cuier said, "Actually, it's not like I haven't dated Old Man Weng before!"

　　The audience applauded Guan Suyi, a beautiful star who was now on stage. Guan Suyi had been in the industry for over ten years and was still shooting commercials for many beauty products, making her a long-lasting beauty.

　　Zhao Qihui said, “How can you be the same as us? I’ve been with Mr. Weng for at least eight or nine years. You’ve only been with him for four or five. Guan Suyi was with Mr. Weng even earlier, more than ten years ago. Do you know? Mr. Weng was only in his sixties back then, but he looked like he was under fifty. Mr. Weng took a liking to Guan Suyi in Suzhou and brought her to Hong Kong. I heard that on the first night, Mr. Weng came to Guan Suyi nine times. You still dare to say that you are the same as us.”

　　Yang Cuier was a little frightened and said, “Qihui, please stop talking, okay?”

　　Zhao Qihui couldn’t bear to frighten Yang Cuier any further, so she stopped talking.

The Secret Room Yi Gen Jing - Jade Maiden Chapter (Seven) Past Events

　　Zhang Chuju and Mr. Weng were sitting on the top floor of the hotel at the same time, watching Guan Suyi go on stage. Old Weng began, “People say Jiangsu women are beautiful, and they’re absolutely right. Fifteen years ago, when I first saw Guan Suyi, I was immediately captivated. I’ve seen many beautiful women, but it’s not easy for me to be so moved. She was only seventeen then, still a virgin, with skin as white and smooth as milk, and a pair of large, round, and firm breasts. On our first night, I went all out and had sex with her nine times. For the next five days, I slept with her at least three to five times a day. It’s really not easy for me to be that crazy about women.”

　　Old Weng spoke with great enthusiasm, and Zhang Chuju listened with rapt attention. Old Weng continued, "Women like Guan Suyi are rare indeed, but what's even more precious is her grateful heart. She knows who brought her away from the countryside and gave her all the wealth and luxury she enjoys today. She's been successful for over a decade, but she's always been loyal to me. She gives me whatever I want, and even things I haven't asked for. She hasn't tried to abandon this old man like me just because she's become famous."

　　Hearing this, Zhang Chuju felt a little sorry for Old Weng. At his age, he was already incredibly fortunate to have such a good woman, yet he wanted to cling to her for the rest of his life—it was truly laughable.

　　Old Weng said, "Unlike some people who obey me blindly in front of me, but are actually scheming to get rid of this old man."

　　Zhang Chuju said, "Could it be that Old Weng is referring to Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier?"

　　Old Weng ignored him and continued, "Five years ago, I started to have problems, I was willing but unable. When that girl Zhao Qihui found out, she laughed from the bottom of her heart. Only Su Yi stayed by my side, trying her best to help me recover. After all, I am really old, and no matter what Su Yi does, I still can't do it."

　　Zhang Chuju said, "Miss Guan is so considerate, I wonder if I have the honor of meeting her?" Guan Su Yi was considered one of the most beautiful women in the city, and Zhang Chuju thought that if he could meet her in person, it would be a blessing for a lifetime.

　　Old Weng said, “Meeting is a small matter. Even arranging for you to come with her once wouldn't be a big deal. But today's topic isn't Su Yi. Xiao Zhao was wicked from the start. We agreed that if I supported her, she would be with me. I was nearly seventy that year, and even though Xiao Zhao was still a twenty-year-old virgin that night, I only went with her five times. Who knew she would regret it afterward, saying this and that. I hate women being difficult. But considering that Xiao Zhao's looks are truly top-notch, both her figure and appearance are rare. I know my days are numbered, and it won't be easy to meet another beauty like Xiao Zhao. Besides, after I tried her that night, I knew she was not only beautiful, but a rare beauty. Every part of Xiao Zhao's body, in terms of size, seems to have been created by God specifically to satisfy men. So I gave in and made a deal with her.”

　　Just then, Zhao Qihui went on stage to receive her award. Zhang Chuju saw her half-exposed breasts and her bright eyebrows and sharp teeth. He now guessed that he would have the chance to kiss Zhao Qihui tonight; he just needed to wait patiently. Fortunately, the stories Old Weng told were simply unbelievable and unheard of. Zhang Chuju listened intently, making the long wait less unbearable.

　　Old Weng continued, "My agreement with her was that I would make her the number one female singer star, in exchange for me being able to have sex with her twenty times."

　　Zhang Chuju asked in surprise, "Old Weng, with your abilities, twenty times doesn't seem like you can hold out for long, right?"

　　Old Weng said, "Of course. There's more to it than meets the eye. At that time, I was already studying the principles of the Dark Chamber Yi Gen Jing, and I could already use it to prolong intercourse. So I spent more than half a year, on the one hand, making Xiao Zhao famous, and on the other hand, secretly studying the Dark Chamber Yi Gen Jing. Su Yi also helped me practice. She would try her best to seduce me and satisfy me, and she would also arrange for other girls to have sex with me to see if I could hold back. Gradually, I practiced to the point that I could hold back for two hours before ejaculating. Although I was still far from reaching the state of not ejaculating, I was afraid that if I waited any longer, I might become impotent, and then I wouldn't be able to ejaculate even if I wanted to. Besides, who could wait for a beauty like Xiao Zhao again and again? Finally, after half a year, I summoned Xiao Zhao for the first time."

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　　Zhao Qihui walked down from the stage, holding a gold medal, and sat down next to Yang Cuier.

　　Yang Cuier said, "Congratulations, Sister Qihui, you've won another award this year."

　　Zhao Qihui said, "Thanks, it was all arranged by that old man. It doesn't matter whether I win or not."

　　Yang Cuier said, "You don't need to worry too much. Look at him now, there's nothing to be afraid of."

　　Zhao Qihui said, "You haven't been in the industry long enough. You haven't experienced how ruthless that old man can be. He has plenty of ways to mess with you."

　　Yang Cuier said, "I think you're being a bit too suspicious. He's so old and frail, what else can he do?"

　　Zhao Qihui said, "Hmph, you don't know. A few years ago, when he himself became infertile, do you know what kind of wicked schemes he came up with?" Of course,

　　Yang Cuier didn't know. Zhao Qihui said, "I heard that when he realized he couldn't go on, he came up with this wooden horse thing."

　　Yang Cuier asked, "What's a wooden horse?"

　　Zhao Qihui said, "I don't want to say, you can figure it out yourself. At first, the wooden horse was dead, but later he put a motor on it, so the horse could move up, down, left, and right. It's as bizarre as it gets."

　　Yang Cuier seemed to understand and asked, "Did the old man ever let you ride the wooden horse, Sister Qihui?"

　　Zhao Qihui said, "Of course he did, but I lied to him and said he would regain his youth, so I'd save that one time for later. He actually ..." However, she still dreamt that she would really regain her youth, so she gave up on this crazy idea. "And you? Did he make you ride the rocking horse?"

　　Yang Cuier answered softly, "Luckily, no."

　　Zhao Qihui said, "I don't think he'd even bother making you ride the rocking horse. You're probably still a virgin, right?"

　　Yang Cuier nodded, then said, "He was going to sleep with me then, but that very night, he couldn't. I was really lucky."

　　Zhao Qihui said, "It's good that you know. But I don't think he'll make it easy for us tonight."

　　Yang Cuier said, "Guess what he..." "What? Are you going to make us ride the rocking horse again?"

　　Zhao Qihui said, "Probably not. I heard he got tired of that thing a long time ago, and he even took the rocking horse apart."

　　Yang Cuier said, "Then is it possible that he might be able to get back to his old age?"

　　Zhao Qihui said, "That's unlikely, but he's got a lot of tricks up his sleeve."

　　Yang Cuier was a little scared and said, "Then maybe we shouldn't go see him tonight. Anyway, I've earned enough money to live on now. I can quit and go to America to study, then marry a rich overseas Chinese. I can live in America from then on. Actually, I'm quite tired of being an entertainer."

　　Zhao Qihui couldn't help but mock Yang Cuier again, saying, "You're dreaming. Do you really think Old Man Weng is that easy to deal with? If I could leave, I would have left years ago." Yang

　　Cuier raised her voice to retort, "I don't believe the old man has that much power, that he can't even stop us from leaving."

　　Zhao Qihui said, "Keep your voice down, people can hear you. I've only heard about it. Remember Xiao Shu, who debuted around the same time as you?"

　　Xiao Shu debuted a little earlier than Yang Cuier, and by the time Yang Cuier debuted, Xiao Shu had already made a name for herself.

　　Both Xiao Shu and Yang Cuier were considered young beauties, and the media at the time kept hyping them up, calling them Zhao Qihui's successors. But not long after, Xiao Shu gradually disappeared from the public eye, her popularity declining. Finally, she took a daring gamble by shooting a nude photo album and several Category III films. Many people didn't know that a promising and popular young star would end up like this, but this gave Yang Cuier a windfall, allowing her to quickly rise to fame and remain popular to this day.

　　Yang Cuier replied, "Of course I remember. Was she also brought out by Old Master Weng?"

　　Zhao Qihui said, "Yes, Xiao Shu was also one of Old Master Weng's people. I heard it from Guan Suyi. One night, Xiao Shu finished recording very late and was very tired. She forgot that Old Master Weng had summoned her that night and went home to sleep. When she woke up the next day, she didn't remember either and went to record and film as usual. But that night, Old Master Weng waited for her all night and didn't see her. He got angry and thought that Xiao Shu was going to betray him because she had become famous. It was because of that incident that Old Master Weng decided to give up on Xiao Shu. Actually, according to Guan Suyi, Xiao Shu certainly didn't like Old Master Weng, but since she had received favors from him, she could only give him whatever he wanted and dared not say anything about betraying him. That time, she was really too tired and forgot."

　　Yang Cuier said, "Maybe that's why Old Master Weng came to me?"

　　Zhao Qihui said, "Maybe, I don't know. But think about it, Xiao Shu angered Old Master Weng, and then Old Master Weng..." "I called you here, but as soon as I found you, Old Master Weng was in trouble. He blamed everything on Xiao Shu, and he wouldn't let her off so easily."

　　Yang Cuier asked, "So what happened to Xiao Shu in the end?"

　　Zhao Qihui said, "In the end, Old Master Weng arranged for Xiao Shu to shoot a beautiful photo album. One day, when the shoot was almost over, all the staff suddenly left. Xiao Shu was left alone. Then a group of people came in, saw that Xiao Shu was almost naked, and... they took advantage of her all night before letting her go."

　　Yang Cuier said angrily, "That's too much! Did Old Master Weng do it? Why didn't Xiao Shu report him?"

　　Zhao Qihui said, "Since Old Master Weng is capable of such things, he's not afraid of what you can do. I heard that the group is all underage teenagers, so even if they catch them, they can't do anything. Even if they do catch them, they definitely won't implicate Old Master Weng, so don't worry."

　　Yang Cuier, who was listening nearby, was so angry that her face turned red, and for a moment she forgot that she was in the middle of a public awards ceremony.

　　Zhao Qihui said, "That's not all. In the end, the 'Beautiful Photo Album' became a full-frontal nudity album. Because there was no income, and we already had a debt, we also had to shoot some Category III films to pay it off. I think you already know the rest, so I don't need to tell you."

　　Yang Cuier's anger turned to fear, and she asked, "Then what can we do now?"

　　Zhao Qihui said, "If there were really anything I could do, I wouldn't be so troubled now. Xiao Shu only made a careless mistake, yet he ended up like this. I don't dare imagine the consequences if you dared to disobey him to his face. There's no such thing as a free lunch. Did you think it through before you agreed to his request? It seems difficult to regret it now."

　　Yang Cuier impulsively said, "But I really don't want to... give it to Old Man Weng, he's so old. I want to save it for my future husband."

　　Zhao Qihui comforted Yang Cuier like an older sister, saying, "It probably won't be a big deal. What can an eighty-year-old do? It's the person next to him today that makes me a little worried."

　　Yang Cuier said, "Yes, "That man has been leering at us ever since we came in, especially after Old Man Weng told us to take off our coats. His eyes kept fixed on your chest, and he kept swallowing. It was disgusting; I felt like throwing up just looking at him."

　　Zhao Qihui said, "I'm really curious about who he is. Sometimes, Old Man Weng would take me to dinner with his friends so they could see and admire me, and he would seem especially excited that night. But those were all rich and powerful people; this brat today clearly has no class. I can't figure out what he's doing there; something's definitely not right. Let's not think about it anymore; we'll just go upstairs and see!"

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　　With a "ding," Zhang Chuju knew someone was coming up in the elevator and turned to look. In the distance, he saw a graceful figure, but it wasn't Zhao Qihui or Yang Cuier. The person who came up was Guan Suyi, who had just finished performing on stage. A thirty-year-old woman possesses a mature charm. Guan Suyi was voluptuous, with prominent breasts, and Zhang Chuju immediately swallowed hard.

　　Guan Suyi spoke first, saying, "You must be Zhang Chuju."

　　Zhang Chuju replied, "Yes, Miss Guan... I've heard so much about you."

　　Guan Suyi said, "No need for formalities, hello Elder Weng."

　　Elder Weng said, "Very good, Suyi, please sit down." Guan Suyi sat down between Zhang Chuju and Elder Weng. The wafting scent of perfume made Zhang Chuju uneasy.

　　Old Weng said, "Chu Ju, Su Yi is half the author of the 'Secret Manual of Divination'."

　　Guan Su Yi smiled and said, "Old Weng, you're joking." Then she turned to Zhang Chu Ju and said, "Do you know? Lily is my informant. We've been looking for a hunky man. A lustful hunky man. After she spent the night with you that night, she said she had never touched a man more hunky than you. How about it, don't you feel lucky?"

　　Zhang Chu Ju humbly replied, "I really am lucky; these opportunities are truly invaluable."

　　Old Weng said, "Alright, Su Yi, go take a shower and rest. I have something else to say..." "I told Chu Ju, staying here will only make him steal glances at you all day." Guan Suyi got up and left, leaving Zhang Chu Ju to apologize, saying, "Old Weng, I'm sorry, Guan Suyi is too beautiful."

　　Old Weng proudly said, "It's alright, who could see Suyi and not want to make love to her? Even this old man like me still wants to, let alone you."

　　Old Weng took a breath and continued, "Alright, I was just saying I'd call Xiao Zhao back in six months. Using the first volume of the Dark Room Yi Gen Jing, the first time I did it with her, it took me an hour and a half to finish. After that, every time I did it with her, it could take more..." "Let it drag on. From one and a half to two hours, even two and a half, three hours is fine. Keep going, I'll practice until I can almost last forever without ejaculating. Xiao Zhao can't do anything with me, she tries everything to tease me, to wait for me, but I can hold back. Before, I just lasted a little longer, but later it became six or seven times before I ejaculated once."

　　Zhang Chuju asked, puzzled, "Old Weng, can I not ejaculate now?"

　　Old Weng said, "Let me continue. Although you can not ejaculate, if a man holds back during intercourse, what's the fun in it? Holding back for too long will make the penis lose sensation, and then..." It was just a waste of my time. I knew my agreement with Xiao Zhao was about to expire, so I started looking for a new target. Xiao Yang was only nineteen at the time, with fair skin and an undeniably beautiful face. I planned to keep her around to keep me company in my old age. But man proposes, God disposes. On the very night I was about to have sex with her, I discovered that I couldn't get an erection no matter what I did. "Chu Ju, you may be young, but imagine a young virgin lying naked in front of you, ready to be entered at any moment, and you can't get an erection. Can you imagine the humiliation you felt?"

　　Zhang Chu Ju dared not, and did not know, how to answer. Fortunately, Old Man Weng continued, "I slept with Xiao Yang for several nights, hoping for a miracle. After that, I continued to spend money to promote Xiao Yang, elevating her to her current status. But after she became famous, it seemed she forgot about this old man. She wouldn't come back to see me unless I called her. And when she did come back, she would leave immediately. She's always out there having scandals with other male celebrities. I think she'll end up sleeping with someone sooner or later. Chu Ju, I called you here to ask you to help me deal with them tonight."

　　Zhang Chu Ju said indignantly, "It is my greatest honor to serve Old Man Weng. Please tell me what you need, and I will do my best."

　　Old Man Weng said, "Then you'll have to work hard tonight. You've been immersed in the world of men and women for quite some time now, and I don't think you're lacking in any of the various techniques and basics. Now you've cultivated the dark... " "The Yi Gen Jing and my secret formula will surely make you even more powerful. The first volume of the Yi Gen Jing teaches you to hold your breath and suppress ejaculation, which I have already practiced. However, even the most powerful man is useless if he doesn't ejaculate. But in the past few years, I have painstakingly developed the second volume of the Yi Gen Jing, which teaches people to store their essence in their dantian, allowing you to ejaculate multiple times inside a beautiful woman's body, greatly enhancing the power of the Yi Gen Jing. Chu Ju, I am your master, and you cannot pass on the Yi Gen Jing to outsiders without my permission."

　　Zhang Chu Ju quickly stood up and kowtowed three times to Elder Weng, then smiled and said, "It is a blessing from several lifetimes for me to be able to cultivate Elder Weng's divine skill. I will definitely not pass on this divine skill to outsiders."

　　Elder Weng laughed heartily upon hearing this, then said, "Alright, get up first." After standing up, Zhang Chu Ju dared not sit down again and stood respectfully to the side.

　　Old Weng said, "I also want to see the power of the later volume of the Yi Gen Jing on you. Tonight, you'd better have your way with those two and vent my anger. Of the two, Xiao Zhao is older and has been trained by Su Yi, so she's very good at serving men. Xiao Yang is younger and hasn't had sex yet. I made love with Xiao Zhao nineteen times in the last time, and this is the last time. If you want to play with her, you have to hold back and not ejaculate inside her. If you're going to ejaculate, ejaculate all your semen into Xiao Yang, so she can properly transform from a girl into a woman tonight. That way, you two can play as many times as you want, so enjoy yourselves. Hahaha!"

　　Zhang Chuju said apologetically, "Thank you for your encouragement, Old Weng. Does this mean that Miss Zhao and Miss Yang will be willing to make love with me?"

　　Old Weng said, "That's a good question. If I were to call them... " "If that's the case, I doubt they'd dare disobey,"

　　Zhang Chuju said. "But if it's like that, it's no different from rape. I think the best way is to make them unwilling, yet unable to disobey. It's like going to a prostitute; even though she doesn't want to have sex with you, she has to force herself to for money. That's the best way to play."

　　Old Weng clapped his hands in agreement, saying, "Your idea is exactly what I'm thinking. To put it bluntly, Xiao Zhao and Xiao Yang are just slightly more expensive prostitutes. I deliberately make them seem unattainable, so they'll resist me even more, yet force themselves to let me have sex with them, even beg me to have sex with them. This way, they can have greater satisfaction not only physically but also psychologically."

　　Zhang Chuju said, "Don't worry, Old Weng. I've never had money to gamble with celebrities, but I'm very skilled at patronizing prostitutes."

　　Old Weng said, “Remember what I said at the beginning: you must make women obey, submit, and yield. You are my friend, and most of them will obey you. You must find a way to make them submit to you, be willing to have sex with you, and then submit to your lewd power. Although I am not capable now, I will use the Yi Gen Jing to conquer them.”

The Yi Gen Jing in the Dark Room - Jade Maiden Chapter (8) Establishing Authority

　　Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier dared not linger after the awards ceremony. Avoiding the reporters' pursuit, they took the hotel's private elevator to the top floor, Shenxiang Pavilion. Upon seeing Old Weng, the two naturally sat down beside him, one on each side, gently nestled on either side of Old Weng.

　　Old Weng put his arms around them and said, “Little Zhao, Little Yang, I didn't introduce you earlier. This is my nephew, Chu Ju.”

　　Zhang Chu Ju’s heart was pounding, but he forced a calm expression and said, “Miss Zhao, Miss Yang, I have heard so much about you.” His eyes were still fixed on Zhao Qihui’s half-naked chest. Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier ignored Zhang Chu Ju.

　　Old Weng said, "You must be tired dressed like this. Go change your clothes."

　　Zhao Qihui asked, "What would you like us to change into, Old Weng?"

　　Old Weng said, "I don't know, but Chu Ju is very knowledgeable about clothing. You should ask him."

　　Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier were naturally unwilling to be ordered around by Zhang Chu Ju. Zhao Qihui said, "Old Weng, whatever you want us to change into, we'll..."

　　Zhang Chu Ju knew this was Old Weng deliberately giving him an opportunity, and interrupted before Zhao Qihui could finish, saying, "Miss Zhao and Miss Yang, you two are naturally beautiful. Clothes are just an accessory for you. It doesn't matter what you wear. However, I believe that if Miss Zhao could wear a black tight-fitting dress, it would definitely make her full breasts and hips stand out even more. As for the youthful and charming Miss Yang, I think a short skirt and short boots would definitely make Miss Yang exude endless youthful charm."

　　Old Weng said, "I think Chu Ju's suggestion is correct. You two should switch as he suggested. Then go take a bath and come back."

　　After the two women left, Old Weng said to Chu Ju, "The rest is up to you. After they come out, I'll give the three of you some time alone to build rapport. Remember, you should try to make them hate you and despise you; that way you'll have more fun."

　　Zhang Chu Ju said, "Old Weng, please don't worry. Just as you said, I'll treat them like high-class nightclub girls. I don't know how to deal with celebrities, but I'm very good at dealing with nightclub girls."

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　　Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier lay in the frankincense pool. Old Weng believed that milk could make a woman's skin smooth, so he would always have them soak in the frankincense pool for half an hour before each encounter.

　　Yang Cuier gently splashed milk onto Zhao Qihui's naked body, then said, "Do you think that Zhang Chuju is Zhang Licheng's son?"

　　Zhang Licheng is the city's leading tycoon, and his son Zhang Chuangshan is an elite member of the city's second-generation entrepreneurs.

　　Zhao Qihui said, "No need to address him as 'Young Master.' I've seen Zhang Chuangshan before; the one tonight wasn't him. Even if it were him, it wouldn't be anything good. Zhang Chuangshan is a lecherous man, just a bit more handsome."

　　Yang Cuier said, "If it really comes to Zhang Chuangshan, it's still better than giving it to that old man."

　　Zhao Qihui scolded Yang Cuier, "You're always dreaming of being a rich man's wife."

　　Yang Cuier said, "Sister Qihui, if we can get through tonight without any problems, I don't want to stay here anymore. I want to leave this place, leave that old man, leave all this frivolous life, and go abroad to live a simple life."

　　Zhao Qihui didn't want to shatter Yang Cuier's dream, saying, "I hope so."

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　　Zhang Chuju tried lying on the very large bed; six or seven people could lie on it without feeling cramped. One side of the bed was against a glass wall, overlooking the famous Peak in Hong Kong. Tourists were looking at the scenery through binoculars. Zhang Chuju understood the purpose of Old Weng's design; he wanted the female celebrities to appear as if they were being watched by tourists on the mountaintop while he was having sex with them. Of course, reflective paper was pasted on the outside of the glass, so those outside couldn't see inside. But this psychological threat could make a man more satisfied, and Zhang Chuju thought it was indeed a brilliant move.

　　Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier came out after changing their clothes. Zhao Qihui had changed into a black tight-fitting dress. Her full breasts and hips were even more prominent. Her long, slender legs were exposed, and Zhang Chuju swallowed hard. He thought to himself that he must have his way with this beauty tonight. Yang Cuier was wearing the short skirt and boots that Zhang Chuju had mentioned, exuding endless youthful charm. The skirt was very short, only covering a few inches below her buttocks, and her pair of fair and flawless legs and jade-like arms made Zhang Chuju stare intently.

　　Seeing Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier emerge from the bathroom, their elaborate makeup replaced by light, natural makeup and simple attire, Zhang Chuju decided to give them a hard time. He noticed they remained seated on the sofa, completely unmoved,

　　until they were within speaking distance. Only then did Zhang Chuju stand up and say, "Miss Zhao, Miss Yang, it is truly an honor to meet two such celestial beauties tonight."

　　Zhao Qihui ignored Zhang Chuju's praise and coldly asked, "Mr. Zhang, where is Elder Weng?"

　　Zhang Chuju replied, "Elder Weng, well, he'll be back soon. Before he left, he instructed me to treat you two ladies well."

　　Zhao Qihui continued haughtily, "May I ask what brings you here tonight, Mr. Zhang?"

　　Zhang Chuju said, "First of all, I..." "They are loyal fans of Miss Zhao and Miss Yang. Knowing I would have the honor of meeting them here tonight, how could I possibly miss it? Secondly, I've long heard of the fame of Shenxiang Pavilion, and I came here today specifically to see it for myself. Shenxiang Pavilion truly lives up to its reputation; the beauties on the Shenxiang walls alone are dazzling..."

　　Hearing Zhang Chuju mention the various things about Shenxiang Pavilion, Zhao Qihui became nervous and, before Zhang could finish, said to Yang Cuier, "Since Elder Weng isn't here, let's go!"

　　Zhang Chuju thought to himself, "This girl is playing a trick on me; she'll get what's coming to her later." He said unhurriedly, "If you're going to come back anyway, I advise Miss Zhao not to leave."

　　Zhao Qihui, who was about to leave, turned back and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

　　Zhang Chuju deliberately waited a moment, letting the silence create an ominous feeling for Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier, before slowly saying, "Since I'm here tonight, if I were to call you back, would you be able to refuse?"

　　When Zhang Chuju went out, he often encountered ladies he liked who refused to be his escorts or spend the night with him. Zhang Chuju was most interested in these kinds of ladies; he loved finding ways to force those who refused to comply.

　　Through this, he honed his sharp tongue. Now, treating Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier as such ladies, he used all his tricks.

　　Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier hesitated. The usually arrogant Zhao Qihui lost all her arrogance in front of Zhang Chuju. Zhang Chuju couldn't help but become bolder and walked up to Zhao Qihui, saying, "Miss Zhao, you are born with a perfect face and figure, which makes countless other girls envious. God is too unfair."

　　Zhang Chuju moved closer to Zhao Qihui until he could almost smell her scent. He leaned in and whispered in her ear, "But Heaven created such a beauty as you, yet you spend your days alone in your empty room, sleeping alone. Isn't that a waste of a gift?" Zhao Qihui exclaimed

　　, "You...you're crazy..."

　　Zhang Chuju deliberately raised his voice so Yang Cuier could hear, "If Miss Zhao agrees, the whole city would be lining up to be intimate with her, stretching all the way to Guangzhou. Are they all crazy too?"

　　At this, Yang Cuier said, "You've gone too far!"

　　Zhang Chuju smiled fiercely. “You’re the ones who’ve gone too far. Zhao Qihui, you take those provocative photos, and Yang Cuier, you’re always playing the innocent young lady, appearing on TV and in movies, always striking a seductive pose to tease men. All you want is for them to get excited. What are they supposed to do when they’re all hard as iron?”

　　Zhao Qihui said, “What does this have to do with us?”

　　Zhang Chuju said, “The girls in nightclubs get aroused, they go to hotels to let the guests release their pent-up desires. You guys get me excited, so I can only use your photos to do it myself. Today I want you to come and release your pent-up desires for me personally.”

　　Zhao Qihui stepped forward, raising her hand to slap Zhang Chuju, but Zhang Chuju blocked it in time. Zhao Qihui angrily said, "You're delusional!"

　　Zhang Chuju said, "You're the one delusional, thinking you can manipulate men at will, make enough money, and then happily retire and immigrate to America. And you, Yang Cuier, thinking you can make a fortune now and then marry a rich man's son and become his tai-tai (wealthy wife). Meeting me today is your luck. You are both stunning beauties, and I am a world-class man. After you've been with me tonight, you will never want to be with any other man, including those good-looking, useless playboys."

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　　Guan Suyi walked out wearing a red cheongsam. Her cheongsam differed from traditional cheongsams in two ways. First, the legs were split very high, and second, a large heart-shaped cut was made in the chest, allowing Zhang Chuju to see Guan Suyi's famous breasts.

　　Guan Suyi said to Zhang Chuju, "Go sit down and rest for a while." Then she turned to Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier and said something. Zhang Chuju, sitting on the sofa, couldn't hear what they were saying; the whole scene resembled a mother scolding her daughter.

　　Guan Suyi returned and sat next to Zhang Chuju, taking his hand and placing it on her lap. Zhang Chuju took the opportunity to stealthily touch Guan Suyi's fair, smooth, and supple legs. He also lustfully eyed Guan Suyi's prominent breasts. Guan Suyi said to Zhang Chuju, "I've already relayed Old Master Weng's intentions to Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier. You know Old Master Weng doesn't like to force people; the rest is up to you."

　　Zhang Chuju asked, "Does that mean they've already agreed?" Guan

　　Suyi replied, "You could say that, and you could say that."

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　　After hearing what Guan Suyi said, Zhao Qihui knew that she would likely have a hard time escaping unscathed tonight. If Zhang Chuju tried to force himself on her, she would have little chance of resisting. Even if she survived tonight, given Old Master Weng's temperament, there would surely be more severe retaliation later.

　　What happened to Xiao Shu might also happen to her. Rather than be repeatedly violated by several unknown men, she thought she might as well give Zhang Chuju a chance. She assumed Zhang Chuju was just a lecherous rich kid.

　　On the other hand, Zhang Chuju already knew about the affair between Zhao Qihui, Yang Cuier, and Old Man Weng. If Zhao Qihui didn't comply tonight, she feared Zhang Chuju would expose everything. For a son of a high-ranking official like Zhang Chuju, bribing one or two reporters was a piece of cake. Zhao Qihui was also extremely cunning; otherwise, she wouldn't have become the head of an idol group. Old Man Weng had promoted her and given her worldly riches, yet she wasn't willing to serve him willingly, let alone Zhang Chuju, whom she had just met. Zhao Qihui was now only planning how to retaliate against Zhang Chuju.

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　　Guan Suyi's words were inexplicable, and Zhang Chuju impatiently asked her again, "So, did you agree or not?" This time, Guan Suyi said everything she needed to say and didn't answer him again. Zhang Chuju, who had been holding back all night, could no longer restrain himself and stepped forward to give Zhao Qihui a bear hug. To his surprise, Zhao Qihui didn't resist; instead, she welcomed him.

　　Zhao Qihui said, "Mr. Zhang, why are you in such a hurry? Where are you rushing off to?"

　　Zhang Chuju replied, "I'm rushing to get intimate with you two beauties, that's why I'm in such a hurry."

　　Zhao Qihui asked, "What makes you think you can?"

　　Zhang Chuju said, "Because of our meeting here tonight and Elder Weng's instructions."

　　Zhao Qihui mocked, "I didn't expect Mr. Zhang, a grown man, to need Elder Weng's help. Our meeting here tonight is indeed fate. We're not unwilling to serve you, but you need to give us a reason."

　　Zhang Chuju said, "The reason is simple, because... " "I am a man of extraordinary talent, and I guarantee that tonight these two beautiful women will beg for mercy, hehehe!"

　　Zhao Qihui said. "Easier said than done. What if you can't satisfy us?"

　　Zhang Chuju said, "That's impossible. If it really is, then whatever you say goes."

　　Zhao Qihui said, "If you still can't satisfy us tonight even when we're serving you, then please serve some of my friends in the future, perhaps including some of my male friends. That would be fair!"

　　Zhang Chuju knew, of course, that Zhao Qihui was using reverse psychology. Zhao Qihui's plan was very clever; she thought that no man could resist ejaculating in front of her and Yang Cuier. Having experienced Old Man Weng's extraordinary member before, she didn't care about other men.

　　Zhang Chuju was extremely confident in his abilities and also relied on his mastery of the Dark Chamber Transformation Scripture. Of course, he was even more fearless and immediately agreed: "Okay, I agree."

　　Zhao Qihui said: "That means if Mr. Zhang can't hold back before we say yes, then Mr. Zhang loses."

　　Zhang Chuju thought: "Trying to rape me? Not so easy." He said: "What if you beg me for mercy first?"

　　Zhao Qihui said: "Since Mr. Zhang can really satisfy us, what if we wait for Mr. Zhang a few more times?"

Dark Room Yi Gen Jing - Jade Maiden Chapter (Nine) Foreplay

　　Outside it was pitch black, but inside Shenxiang Pavilion, spring was boundless. The late night is a time when people are particularly relaxed. Zhang Chuju also wanted to relax himself as much as possible. However, Zhao Qihui was now in his arms, her two red lips pressed tightly against his lips, and then she used the tip of her tongue to lick his rough lips, and even took the initiative to put her tongue into his mouth for him to taste.

　　The first round of passionate kisses alone was enough to excite any man to the hour, but Zhang Chuju was not in a hurry. He wanted to enjoy every minute and every second. The prostitutes he often encountered always hoped that the customers would get on their feet quickly, finish, and leave; foreplay was a luxury for them.

　　Zhao Qihui was trained by Guan Suyi. Given Old Master Weng's advanced age of sixty or seventy, getting him aroused was indeed difficult. Guan Suyi had served Old Master Weng for over ten years, knew his tastes well, and her skills in bed were what satisfied him most, making her his favorite. From then on, all the new girls Old Master Weng brought in were trained by Guan Suyi.

　　Zhao Qihui was highly perceptive in this area and learned it best. Her nimble tongue constantly moved in and out of Zhang Chuju's mouth, or she would guide his tongue into her own. She lightly kissed Zhang Chuju's earlobe, exhaling a fragrance like orchids.

　　It should be known that both men's and women's earlobes are sensitive areas; even a little stimulation can cause arousal.

　　At this moment, Zhang Chuju felt as if he were carrying a thousand pounds in his groin. He pulled Zhao Qihui closer, her full breasts slightly pressed against his chest. Zhang Chuju let his bulging groin press against Zhao Qihui's lower abdomen. The friction relieved the immense pressure in his groin. However, the brief respite only intensified the lingering desire.

　　Zhang Chuju's fingers slid down from her back until they reached Zhao Qihui's semi-circular buttocks. He gently pinched them; Zhao Qihui's buttocks were round and perky, and his hand circled them repeatedly. Sliding further down, past her short skirt, he touched her smooth thighs; her legs were very firm. Zhang Chuju's hand then returned to her buttocks. This time, his hand touched Zhao Qihui's bare buttocks under her skirt, circling them repeatedly; her buttocks were even smoother than her legs.

　　After touching Zhao Qihui's buttocks enough, Zhang Chuju explored inside the gap between her buttocks. Zhao Qihui wasn't wearing underwear, so his hand was wide open after entering her skirt. His middle finger searched along the crevice between her buttocks, finding the most secret place on Zhao Qihui's body. The crevice split into two, and Zhang Chuju's middle finger rubbed up and down inside, then his finger moved to two very tender labia.

　　After her sensitive labia were replaced, Zhao Qihui tensed up and let out a soft "Ah." Zhang Chuju's middle finger rubbed back and forth between her labia. He said, "Qihui, you're so tight."

　　Zhao Qihui asked, "What do you want?" Zhang

　　Chuju said, "I want to fuck you properly all night."

　　With that, he walked behind Zhao Qihui, placed his hands on her slender waist, and thrust his erect penis into her buttocks. The crevice between Zhao Qihui's buttocks seemed to be clamping Zhang Chuju's penis.

　　Zhang Chuju thrust into her a few times, and she responded with a few "Ahs." Actually, he could have immediately taken off his pants, grabbed his penis, and mounted her, but he wanted to fantasize about Zhao Qihui. This kind of fantasy was more lewd than actual intercourse and satisfied Old Man Weng's desire for revenge. Zhang Chuju continued to thrust into Zhao Qihui from behind, his face full of lewd pleasure. He noticed Yang Cuier standing to the side and gestured for her to come over.

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　　Yang Cuier walked towards Zhang Chuju like a docile lamb. Zhang Chuju was even more impatient this time, immediately forcibly kissing her cherry-like lips, making her breathless. Then he immediately pinched Yang Cuier's left breast, wanting to know how big her breasts were. He estimated that Yang Cuier's breasts weren't small, although not as large as Zhao Qihui's or Guan Suyi's, but still worth careful handling. He kissed Yang Cuier all the way, enjoying the stimulation and pleasure brought by her small mouth and tongue, exploring as he went. A section of Yang Cuier's snow-white thigh was exposed under her short skirt. Zhang Chuju pinched it without hesitation.

　　"Ah..." Even though she tried her best to endure, Yang Cuier kept letting out moans of "Ah" and "Ugh." Yang Cuier wanted to push Zhang Chuju away, but in this situation, she had neither the strength nor the courage. Her feigned attempts to push him away only fueled Zhang Chuju's desire to humiliate her.

　　He repeatedly pinched and kneaded her thighs, causing her flawless white skin to flush red. His fingers then attacked Yang Cuier's buttocks. Yang Cuier's buttocks were even smoother and colder. As his fingers probed along the narrow crevice between her anus, Zhang Chuju moved to an even narrower crevice, where it was warmer than the surrounding area. When Yang Cuier felt her vulva being touched, her whole body trembled, and she forcefully pushed Zhang Chuju away, saying, "No!"

　　That night, Yang Cuier lay naked in front of the bed. Old Weng, deeply frustrated by her inability to perform sexual intercourse, let her go. Before that night, she had never been touched so deeply by a man; she felt incredibly ashamed. When Zhang Chuju embraced her again, she had lost the will to resist and could only weakly plead with him.

　　Zhang Chuju, of course, ignored her pleas, lifting her left leg and rubbing his groin against her smooth thigh. His groin was already swollen, rubbing against Yang Cuier's leg through his pants. Then he placed her legs on his forearms and reached out to fondle her labia again.

　　With her legs lifted, Yang Cuier's vulva widened slightly, but remained narrow. Zhang Chuju said as he did so, "Cuier, you're so tight, I'm sure you'll squeeze me so tightly."

　　Zhang Chuju then moved behind Yang Cuier, thrusting his erect penis against her buttocks while simultaneously reaching from behind to fondle her breasts. He continuously emitted vulgar moans of "Hoo, ya, oh," the scene utterly obscene. Yang Cuier, overwhelmed by this lewd fantasy, was almost in tears, pleading, "No, stop!"

　　Zhang Chuju chuckled, "My dear Cuier, what don't you want?"

　　Yang Cuier cried, "Don't do this, please don't do this!"

　　Zhang Chuju said, "Don't pretend like this, do you want me to actually do it with you?"

　　Yang Cuier said, "No, I don't want anything."

　　Zhang Chuju said, "You don't want nothing at all, do you? I heard you wanted everything from that young master?"

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　　After standing there intimately with Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier for a while, Zhang Chuju got a little tired and returned to the sofa. He put his left arm around Yang Cuier and his right arm around Zhao Qihui, kissing them alternately. The two celestial beauties' red lips pressed against his lips again and again. Each of them had her unique fragrance; Yang Cuier's was fresh and natural, while Zhao Qihui's was like a blooming orchid.

　　Zhang Chuju laid Zhao Qihui on his lap, not removing her dress, and reached through the fabric to touch her left breast. He found a full, firm breast. Zhang Chuju gently pinched it twice and said, "Qihui, your breasts are so big, I love them. How big are they?"

　　Zhao Qihui shyly replied, "35D."

　　Zhang Chuju said, "I knew you had good breasts. You usually dress very conservatively for your image. But do you know? When you dance on stage, your big breasts move up and down with you. 35D is really not small!" After saying that, he grabbed her left breast a few more times.

　　Yang Cuier, who was nearby, saw Zhao Qihui lying on Zhang Chuju's lap. She couldn't believe that Zhao Qihui, who was usually the object of many people's attention, was now being played with by Zhang Chuju so naturally, as if she had been doing this for a long time and was very skilled at it. Zhang Chuju, of course, wouldn't let Yang Cuier sit idle. He reached out and grabbed her breasts, asking, "Cuier, my darling, tell me how big your breasts are?"

　　Yang Cuier blushed and replied, "34C."

　　34C wasn't small; it could just fill a palm. He switched his right hand to Zhao Qihui's left breast and then touched Yang Cuier's right breast. Holding two soft mounds in his hands, he felt very happy. Pleasure surged from his palms to his brain, and his manhood swelled even more.

　　Zhao Qihui lay on Zhang Chuju's lap, her head resting against his crotch. In front of her was that swollen manhood. Zhang Chuju said to her, "That's because it grew bigger for you. Do you like it?"

　　Zhao Qihui sensibly replied, "I like it."

　　Zhang Chuju said, "I'll make you like him even more, love him to death. You can touch him, don't be afraid."

　　Zhao Qihui turned around and caressed his penis with her slender hand. Not to be outdone, Zhang Chuju moved his fingers from her breasts to Zhao Qihui's vulva, playing with the two small fleshy labia. Then he also reached out to play with Yang Cuier's labia. He could feel that Zhao Qihui's labia were only two very small and thin pieces, with a very narrow slit in the middle, which had to be touched carefully. Based on Zhang Chuju's sexual experience, he knew that this meant that Zhao Qihui hadn't been with many men.

　　Yang Cuier, on the other hand, had almost no labia, and her vagina was just a very narrow slit, tightly closed. Zhang Chuju could be certain that Yang Cuier was still a virgin. Because after penetration, a small piece of labia would protrude from the vaginal opening, and the more sexual experience a woman had, the larger and thicker her labia would become. He only rubbed his fingers between the labia, without inserting them, and Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier felt itchy all over from his teasing.

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　　Zhang Chuju ordered Yang Cuier to unbutton her shirt and expose her breasts to him. Yang Cuier slowly unbuttoned her shirt one button at a time, but refused to take it off completely, as if holding onto her last line of defense. However, all of this was in vain. Once her shirt was undone, Zhang Chuju reached out and directly touched her bare breasts, soft and yielding, just the right size for him to grasp in one hand. Yang Cuier turned her head away, not wanting to look, but Zhang Chuju insisted she watch how he played with her breasts, forcing her head back.

　　Possessing the body is easy, but possessing the mind is another matter entirely. The more Yang Cuier resisted looking, the more Zhang Chuju wanted to see. Looking into Yang Cuier's beautiful eyes, he asked, "Tell me, how do I feel when I touch you like this?"

　　Yang Cuier refused to answer. Zhang Chuju pinched her breast harder until she cried out in pain. Zhang Chuju then asked her, "How do you feel now?"

　　Yang Cuier said, "It hurts."

　　Zhang Chuju said, "Then you still like me touching you like that, right?" Summoning

　　courage from who-knows-where, Yang Cuier said, "I don't like you touching me."

　　Zhang Chuju said, "Your breasts are big and soft, but I really like touching them! Don't just let rich people touch you, okay?" Then he gently pinched her nipple. Yang Cuier felt the sensation of her nipple being touched for the first time, a jolt of electricity coursing through her body.

　　"Ah... oh..."

　　Zhang Chuju then skillfully circled her areola with his finger, making it even more painful than before. Yang Cuier groaned louder.

　　Zhang Chuju then freed his hand from Zhao Qihui's vulva and pinched Yang Cuier's other nipple, tracing the other areola. Yang Cuier tried to suppress her desire, but she couldn't help but let out seductive moans: "Oh... oh..."

　　Zhang Chuju said, "My Cuier, are you enjoying yourself now?"

　　Yang Cuier felt weak and itchy all over. Zhang Chuju touched her vulva again and found it slightly wet. He mocked, "Baby, you're wet. Are you itchy and empty? Beg me, beg me to fill you up and fill your emptiness."

　　Yang Cuier quickly said, "I don't want to."

　　Zhang Chuju said, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to now. You'll want it later."

　　Now it's time to unsheathe your sword, Zhang Chuju thought. He pulled Zhao Qihui's small hand to the buckle of his belt. She immediately understood, unbuckled her belt, and unzipped her pants. Seeing this charming beauty lying on his lap, obediently taking off his pants, Zhang Chuju could hardly believe what he was seeing. She skillfully and effortlessly pulled her trousers and underwear down to her knees, and then completely pulled them off from her knees.

　　A sixteen-inch-long penis was presented before the two beautiful women, prompting the celebrity to exclaim in amazement. The experienced Guan Suyi also stepped forward for a closer look. Zhao Qihui, who had thought she was already quite remarkable after receiving the foot-long penis from Old Man Weng, now realized there were always bigger and bigger penises out there.

　　Yang Cuier, who had never seen a man's penis before, also knew that it was impossible for an ordinary person to grow such a massive thing. When fully erect, the penis was larger than Zhang Chuju's navel, even the glans was jet black. His foreskin was long and loose, and when completely retracted, it folded like the skin of a Shar-Pei. Most terrifyingly, apart from the approximately two-inch glans, the remaining fourteen inches of the sixteen-inch penis were covered in black hair, making it look like a hairy bristle. The hair was sparse at the base, becoming denser towards the glans, forming a thick ring of hair, like the hairy bristle on a cherry blossom spear.

　　Below the penis were two large, black testicles. While most people's testicles are only slightly smaller than a golf ball, Zhang Chuju's were almost the size of small duck eggs, covered in black hair, resembling two preserved eggs.

　　Yang Cuier stared at this astonishingly bizarre penis, her mouth agape in astonishment. She had never seen anything uglier or more disgusting. What surprised her even more was that Zhao Qihui was actually touching it, gently stroking it from top to bottom, again and again. She even held the penis in her hand and licked the hideous glans with her tongue.

　　Zhao Qihui first used her small tongue to cover the surface of the glans inch by inch, then took the entire glans into her mouth. Looking at her flawless face, Zhang Chuju felt a surge of passionate desire. He stroked her head with both hands, gently caressing her soft, black hair, and said, "Oh... oh... Qihui, you're so supportive, I love you to death." His lower body felt like a torrent of energy, ready to erupt at any moment.

　　Zhao Qihui asked gently, "Your penis is so nice, I love it so much, do you want to ejaculate in my mouth?"

　　Who wouldn't want to ejaculate in Zhao Qihui's mouth? But Zhang Chuju certainly wouldn't fall for it. Using the inner power of the Dark Room Yi Gen Jing, he circulated his true energy and forcefully drew the semen that was about to be ejaculated back to his dantian. Zhang Chuju said, "I will definitely ejaculate in your mouth, but not now. Get up, Cui'er, it's your turn to lie down."

Dark Room Yi Gen Jing - Jade Maiden Chapter (10) Zhao

　　Qihui lay between Zhang Chuju's legs, his long black hairy penis pressed against her pretty face. The shirt that had been unbuttoned earlier spread out to both sides, and Yang Cui'er became completely naked from the waist up. A pair of snow-white breasts lay flat on her chest. At the highest point of the two breasts were two pink nipples. Below the nipples were two areolas with a radius of about half an inch. The snow-white breasts and pink nipples seemed to beckon to Zhang Chuju, craving his caresses and taste.

　　Zhang Chuju pressed his large, hairy penis close to her lips, demanding that she suck it like Zhao Qihui had done. Yang Cuier dared not, so Zhang Chuju then touched her vulva. Yang Cuier tried to cover herself with her short skirt, but it was futile. Zhang Chuju touched the edge of her labia, persuading her, "Lick it, suck out my sperm, then I won't have to ejaculate inside."

　　Yang Cuier naively thought that Zhang Chuju would truly let her go. She closed her eyes, took his penis, and put the large, hairy penis into her mouth. She sucked on the smooth glans like Zhao Qihui, her lips kissing the large tuft of hair at the base of the glans. The thought that her mouth was holding a man's genitals and the ugly appearance of his large, hairy penis made her nauseous. She let out a "whoosh" and pretended to vomit. She didn't vomit anything, and obediently lay back between Zhang Chuju's legs, sucking his penis.

　　A large penis actually has its disadvantages; because it requires a lot of blood to become erect, it often takes a long time to fully become erect. At this point, his large penis was only eight-tenths erect.

　　Zhao Qihui stood before Zhang Chuju and Yang Cuier, her long professional training having taught her various standing techniques. Her legs were together, her upper body relaxed, her hands clasped in front of her lower abdomen, her maternal-colored dress clinging tightly to her vase-like figure. Even this simple pose was enough to show that she truly was—the embodiment of beauty.

　　Zhang Chuju's longing eyes stared at Zhao Qihui, filled with lust. This attire was more beautiful than nudity, and Zhang Chuju couldn't bear to ask her to undress. Zhang Chuju only gestured with his eyes, and Zhao Qihui understood his meaning.

　　She reached behind her back, unzipped the back of her dress, and pulled it up to her waist, revealing her 35D breasts. Zhang Chuju swallowed hard, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets. Guan Suyi, herself possessing large breasts, knew all too well the fascination men had with them, and she passed this knowledge on to Zhao Qihui. Zhao Qihui touched her own breasts, gently cupping the nipples. Men always seemed to enjoy watching women touch their breasts, though she didn't know why. Then she gently squeezed her breasts together, creating a cleavage. She stepped forward and gently lifted her left breast, bringing it to Zhang Chuju's lips.

　　Zhang Chuju opened his mouth and took the pale pink nipple into his mouth. His tongue teased Zhao Qihui's nipple, then licked her areola. His left hand was free to touch Zhao Qihui's right breast, his palm cupping the nipple, his five hands evenly distributed across the breast. His hands couldn't fully grasp the entire breast, so he rubbed Zhao Qihui's breast and kneaded her nipple. Then he noticed that her nipples were becoming engorged and hard. He used his right hand to touch Yang, who was lying below

　　, while his hands continuously rubbed the breasts of the two beautiful women, and he even had one in his mouth. He only wished he had a third pair of hands so he could also touch Yang Cuier's other breast. Yang Cuier had improved a lot since her initial shyness. She had practiced the sucking and spitting movements skillfully, making "slurping" sounds as she sucked on his penis. Coupled with Zhao Qihui and Zhang Chuju's moans of "Ah...ouch...", the Shenxiang Pavilion was filled with lewd sounds. If Zhang Chuju hadn't practiced the Dark Chamber Transformation Scripture, he probably would have ejaculated all over Yang Cuier's face, causing her to die from exhaustion.

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　　A novice is always a novice. Yang Cuier's first time licking a penis was limited in skill. She couldn't find the right spot, and her small mouth couldn't fit the sixteen-inch behemoth. Zhang Chuju ordered Zhao Qihui to return to the scene. The two knelt on the ground, while he sat arrogantly on the sofa like an emperor, spreading his legs so that Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier could simultaneously serve his enormous penis with their mouths.

　　Zhao Qihui skillfully licked the glans and back of the penis, taking the entire shaft into her mouth, the glans reaching all the way to her throat, filling her small mouth completely. Yang Cuier used her tongue to sweep the remaining exposed part of the penis, repeatedly from top to bottom and left to right. No matter how hard the two small mouths tried, they couldn't swallow the entire massive thing.

　　After much effort, the two women finally licked the penis straight, a sixteen-inch long, five-inch diameter black hairy penis fully erect. Due to the large amount of blood flowing through it, the surface of the penis became slightly hot.

　　Zhang Chuju told Yang Cuier to stop what she was doing and to lie half-reclined on the ground, sucking his testicles. His testicles were large and loose, two seemingly individually packaged ones hanging down between his legs. Yang Cuier opened her small mouth and took a black, hairy egg into her mouth, like swallowing a snake egg. With something covered in black hair in her mouth, Yang Cuier felt indescribably dirty and disgusted.

　　Zhang Chuju watched as the two current top beauties, half-naked and slender, kissed his manhood beneath him. While he was physically excited, the psychological satisfaction far surpassed the physical pleasure. Unfortunately, his hands were empty, and his eyes kept stealing glances at Guan Suyi's magnificent breasts.

　　Guan Suyi saw through his intentions and proactively stepped forward, presenting her breasts to him. Her breasts stood tall and proud on her chest, the white skin reflecting a dazzling light. Because of the tight binding of her cheongsam, the two mounds created a deep, unfathomable cleavage.

　　Guan Suyi generously told Zhang Chuju, "Feel it if you want!"

　　Zhang Chuju didn't hesitate, grabbing Guan Suyi's breasts with both hands, first caressing them, then kneading them. Finally, Guan Suyi unbuttoned the side of her cheongsam, revealing her long-famous breasts to Zhang Chuju.

　　Zhang Chuju had fondled three pairs of breasts that night, each worth millions, the three pairs together were priceless. Each pair had its unique features. Yang Cuier's were tender, Zhao Qihui's were full, and Guan Suyi's were large and bouncy, like water-filled bags. Zhang Chuju couldn't say which pair he preferred, only hoping to enjoy himself in this sea of breasts in this lifetime.

　　Guan Suyi praised Zhang Chuju, saying, "I've never seen such a big penis."

　　Zhang Chuju replied, "If you want it, I can give it to you."

　　Guan Suyi said, "Let's talk about it another time. Old Weng asked you to deal with those two tonight."

　　Zhang Chuju said, "Okay, you said it yourself. If there's a chance, you must let me... haha... you."

　　Guan Suyi said, "Okay, if there's a chance, come... haha... me... hahaha..." Turning to Zhao Qihui, she said, "Go up, Qihui." She pointed to a large glass coffee table in front of the sofa, about the size of two people.

　　Zhou Pan climbed onto the coffee table, and Guan Suyi found a button on the sofa armrest and pressed it. The glass table then rose to about half a foot below Zhang Chuju's eye level. Zhao Qihui was kneeling on the table, her head forward and her buttocks facing Zhang Chuju. She raised her buttocks, lifted her skirt, and a small vulva was immediately revealed. The middle of her high buttocks resembled a valley, with a ring-shaped anus at the highest point. The part below the valley widened slightly. The lowest level was the entrance to the Peach Blossom Cave. Zhao Qihui gently parted the entrance with her fingers, teasing Zhang Chuju to enter.

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　　Zhao Qihui parted the two tender fleshs with her fingers, revealing a small portion of the smooth, light red vaginal wall. Then she turned over and lay on the table, her legs spread wide 180 degrees, her vulva fully exposed to Zhang Chuju's eyes. The light red vulva, the raised mons pubis, plus the triangular patch of black hair in the mysterious area—this was the source of pleasure that so many men dreamed of. Now it was completely presented before Zhang Chuju's eyes. Zhao Qihui took off the last piece of clothing she was wearing, lying naked on the table, her legs spread in a V-shape, her hands gently supporting her breasts.

　　This was a position designed by Guan Suyi; no man could see it and not get an erection. Zhang Chuju stepped forward and gently kissed her vulva, licking her entire prairie, kissing her labia with his lips. He tried to insert his tongue into the Jade Maiden Cave, but the entrance was so narrow that the tip of his tongue could only enter a little before it could not go any further. He collected some of Zhao Qihui's remaining vaginal fluid at the entrance of the cave; it tasted salty and bitter.

　　Guan Suyi told Yang Cuier to climb onto the table as well. The glass tabletop was designed to ensure a clear view from any angle, including from underneath. The cold tabletop sent chills down Yang Cuier's spine. She thought, "Sitting on transparent glass, wouldn't that mean everyone below could see my private parts?" She quickly pulled her skirt down to cover her buttocks.

　　Zhang Chuju would never let her off so easily. Yang Cuier was surrounded by a group of wealthy young men, and being greedy by nature, joining the entertainment industry would give her a perfect opportunity to marry a rich man. Everyone knew she would eventually marry a rich man; the only questions were when and which one. Zhang Chuju was neither rich nor handsome, and he despised rich men and their sons.

　　Tonight, he was going to deflower Yang Cuier, which suited him perfectly. He was determined to cripple her, so that the rich man who married her would end up with a shabby, worthless hole.

　　Little did she know that the more she resisted, the more Zhang Chuju liked her; the more she acted as if she were someone to be proud of, the more interested the man became. Once, Zhang Chuju went to a prostitute. He had his own business, and the prostitute was reading a book. Nothing was more unpleasant than making love to a dead fish, and nothing was more jarring than watching Yang Cuier, half-naked, desperately trying to appear aloof like Tian Qini.

　　She tried to pull her shirt tighter, but her breasts were still half-exposed; she tried to pull her skirt tighter, but that only revealed her private parts. The short skirt couldn't hide her crystal-clear, snow-white legs, and her jade-like eyes reflected in the shimmering glass. Wearing ankle boots added a touch of wildness to her youthful innocence, making her look like a sexy little wildcat. Zhang Chuju liked her current appearance very much. He wasn't in a hurry to make her undress; he would give her a moment more time to struggle, since there was still a completely naked Zhao Qihui in front of him to play with.

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　　He extended his longest middle finger and brought it to Zhao Qihui's lips. Zhao Qihui licked it with her red lips and then took the entire finger into her mouth.

　　Zhang Chuju pulled the middle finger, covered in Zhao Qihui's saliva, from Zhang Chuju's mouth and inserted it into Zhao Qihui's vagina.

　　With the lubrication of the saliva, the finger gradually forced its way into the tight vagina. The finger made Zhang Chuju feel that Zhao Qihui's vagina was extremely smooth, as if there was no friction.

　　After the finger was inserted, Zhao Qihui's whole body felt weak. Normally, she considered herself a pure maiden, delicate and precious, and had always kept herself pure. Since her husband became impotent five years ago, she had not been touched by a man. After so many years, being penetrated by a man again, even with a small finger, made her reaction unusually sensitive.

　　"Ah... um..." Zhao Qihui moaned softly, and her vagina began to secrete precious vaginal fluid.

　　Zhang Chuju's middle finger stopped and moved inside Zhao Qihui's vagina; she was showing signs of becoming aroused. Zhang Chuju preferred to penetrate Zhao Qihui when she was only half-ripe, then he would penetrate her until she was fully ripe. However, he still had Yang Cuier to deal with. He smiled at Yang Cuier and said, "You two are both my darlings. I really don't know who to be nice to first. How about we play a game? Whoever is wearing the least clothes, I won't penetrate her first. How about it?"

　　Yang Cuier looked at the naked Zhao Qihui and thought that if Zhang Chuju was telling the truth, wouldn't she be destined to be the first one? Even though she was unwilling before, she foolishly began to undress. She first took off her shirt, crossing her arms to try to cover her breasts. After slowly taking off her short skirt, she tried to cover the dark patch of her pubic area with her hands. How could her jade arms cover her 34C breasts, and how could her small hands cover the lush grassland? Her pink labia waved to Zhang Chuju, her mature body yearning for a man's touch.

　　Zhang Chuju didn't dare to insert his fingers into Yang Cuier's virgin hole, afraid of breaking her precious hymen. He kissed Yang Cuier's entire vulva, mons pubis, and licked her entire pubic area. Her hands were still very soft and smooth, and wouldn't prick his tongue at all. Her vulva exuded a floral fragrance. This was the unique fragrance of a virgin, and tonight was the last time she would exude such a fragrant scent. Zhang Chuju cherished this fragrance, inhaling deeply from her vulva with his nose and reaching up to caress her nipples with his hands.

　　As soon as the young nipples touched her, Yang Cuier trembled and murmured lewd sounds: "Mmm... mmm..."

　　Clearly, her nipples were her G-spot, and her vagina began to flow with a trickle of vaginal fluid, the murky smell of which masked the virgin's fragrance. Zhang Chuju worked hard with his tongue, licking all the vaginal fluid clean. He continued to rub her breasts and nipples with his hands until Yang Cuier was also half-ripe.

The Dark Room Transformation Classic - Jade Maiden Chapter (XI) Insertion

　　The endless foreplay had lasted for more than an hour, but the real show in Shenxiang Pavilion tonight was yet to come. Zhang Chuju, along with Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier, stripped naked onto the large bed in the middle of the main room, preparing to let his large penis enjoy a delicious treat.

　　Zhang Chuju said, "Both of you have top-notch figures and looks, I really don't know who to be intimate with first. I'll just have to go by seniority. I'll start with Qihui, the older sister. Cuier, you, the younger sister, will have to bear with it for a bit, it'll be your turn soon."

　　At this point, Zhao Qihui knew she couldn't escape her fate tonight and had already resigned herself to being penetrated. Yang Cuier's heart pounded; she hoped Zhao Qihui could get rid of Zhang Chuju to save her from torture.

　　Zhang Chuju held Zhao Qihui tightly on the bed, kissing and touching her repeatedly, lifting her legs and rubbing them against his thighs. He was very excited and said, "Qihui, Qihui, do you know how much I love you? I bought countless photos of you and used them to masturbate in the endless night, wasting countless ammunition. It's a blessing from heaven that I got you tonight."

　　Zhao Qihui said expressionlessly, "Young Master Zhang, you flatter me too much. Wouldn't it be better to have a secret rendezvous with your female secretary or go to a nightclub to find prostitutes? Why bother... why..."

　　Zhang Chuju said, "I'm not some young master. I don't have a female secretary. I can't afford expensive nightclubs, but I can afford the cheaper ones. I usually only go to the mainland to find cheap goods."

　　Zhao Qihui said in surprise, "You're not... then why... why are you like this?"

　　Zhang Chuju said, "It's a long story. Anyway, I've been longing for you for so many years. You brought this upon yourself tonight."

　　After saying that, he immediately spread Zhao Qihui's jade legs apart, and her vaginal opening opened a small mouth because her legs were spread apart. Zhang Chuju told Yang Cuier to lower her head and suck his penis, making it wet. His large, black-haired penis was now swollen to its limit, stretched straight. The glans was as big as a golf ball, and the pubic hair below was even larger. Zhang Chuju compared his large penis to Zhao Qihui's body, estimating that if it were fully inserted, it would almost reach into her stomach.

　　Zhang Chuju placed his hand on Zhao Qihui's slender waist, preparing for penetration. Zhao Qihui said, "Mr. Zhang, could you please use a condom? I haven't taken birth control pills."

　　Zhang Chuju said, "I'm going to ejaculate inside you, and how can I enjoy your smooth vagina if I wear a condom?"

　　He aimed the glans at the center of her vagina and thrust forward with his hips. "Wow... ah..." Zhao Qihui cried out. Only a small portion of the golf ball-sized glans went in; most of it remained outside.

　　Zhang Chuju leaned down to kiss her again, caressing her beautiful breasts, and said, "My dear Qihui, I love you so much, why can't you love me? Relax and let me in!"

　　Zhao Qihui could only gasp for breath and swallow. Once he sensed her breathing return to normal, he thrust in with a thud, this time his glans was halfway in. He quickly thrust his hips again, finally pushing the glans in completely. Next was the pubic hair ring. Although larger than the glans, it was soft and easily slid in as well. Her labia were Zhao Qihui's G-spot; the pubic hair ring had brushed against them, sending a jolt of electricity through her body, causing her vagina to secrete copious amounts of vaginal fluid.

　　The lubrication from the fluid made penetration easier. For the first time in five years, a man had entered her; his large penis, like a giant wooden pillar, forcefully shoved into Zhao Qihui's virgin cave. Zhao Qihui was breathless, constantly panting and swallowing. The large penis had only gone in halfway before it touched her clitoris. Since his virginity, Zhang Chuju had never known that his penis should stop there, because it was naturally longer than the average man's. He thrust forward with all his might.

　　"Ah..." Zhao Qihui screamed miserably. After the glans entered her uterus, the remaining half of his penis plunged in with unstoppable force. "Qihui, my love, you're so slippery inside," Zhang Chuju said.

　　Slippery, narrow, and warm, his large penis found its home of pleasure. Zhang Chuju lay on top of Zhao Qihui, his triangular pubic hair perfectly matching her pubic hair. The two pubic areas rubbed against each other, making a "shh...shh..." sound. Each time, his large penis would only pull out a little before thrusting back in. Zhang Chuju didn't want to rush, slowly moving in and out, enjoying the pleasure of Zhao Qihui's exquisite jade cave massaging every inch of

　　his penis. Every inch of Zhao Qihui's skin was meticulously cared for, using only the most expensive skincare products. Although she was twenty-eight years old, her skin was still very smooth and delicate. Zhang Chuju continued thrusting inside her, caressing her creamy skin.

　　"Qihui, does it feel good when I'm thrusting into you like this? Do you like it?" Zhang Chuju asked.

　　Zhao Qihui could only reply, "So big, so hard."

　　Hearing Zhao Qihui praise his penis for being big and hard, Zhang Chuju suddenly became incredibly excited. He got up and bent Zhao Qihui's legs forward as much as possible, thrusting his penis deeper and smoother. He increased the frequency and amplitude of his thrusts.

　　"Ah..." Zhang Chuju roared like a wild beast, a flood of pleasure overwhelming his will.

　　"Ah...ah..." Zhao Qihui's beautiful moans rose higher than before.

　　"Ah...ah...ah..." She could hardly bear the heavy thrusting of his large penis, her cries almost losing their voice.

　　Although Old Man Weng's penis was also large, he was old and his stamina was limited, so his activity level was naturally not as high as that of the young and strong Zhang Chuju. Just now, Zhang Chuju's rapid and frenzied thrusting had taught her another level of sexual experience. Zhang Chuju slowed down, pulled out his penis, and ordered Zhao Qihui to kneel on the bed, then thrust it in again from between her buttocks. "Slap slap slap," were the sounds of Zhang Chuju rhythmically pounding Zhao Qihui's beautiful buttocks.

　　Yang Cuier watched this extremely obscene act. Zhao Qihui, who was usually arrogant in front of men, was now kneeling on the bed like a puppy, her buttocks raised for Zhang Chuju to freely penetrate. She felt uneasy. Seeing Zhao Qihui's expression of discomfort and pain, she felt fear, but a faint voice inside her longed to feel the sensation of being penetrated. Thinking of this, a blush crept onto her face.

　　Seeing Yang Cuier's shy expression, like a frightened little rabbit, Zhang Chuju deliberately smacked Zhao Qihui twice. Zhao Qihui was in so much pain she couldn't scream, tears streaming down her face, her fingers tearing several holes in the sheets. Zhang Chuju loved seeing Yang Cuier's fear; the more terrified she was, the happier and more excited he became.

　　It was only the first round of their encounter, yet Zhao Qihui lay exhausted on the bed like a submissive bird. The large penis that had just been withdrawn from her was covered in her love juices. The pale white, slightly cloudy juices clung to the penis, preventing any drips onto the bed.

　　The large, python-like penis, wet and glistening, was placed before Yang Cuier, a faint, fishy odor wafting into her ears. Zhang Chuju said, "I've kept you waiting a long time. Now it's your turn!"

　　Yang Cuier's fragile heart immediately sank. Was she destined to become Zhang Chuju's tonight?

　　Guan Suyi laid a large white towel on the bed and told Yang Cuier to lie down on it. Yang Cuier lay weakly and helplessly on the towel, devoid of even the will to resist. Only two words echoed in her mind: "No!"

　　Zhang Chuju knelt between her legs, his hands forcefully spreading them apart, ready to enter her at any moment. But hearing her say "No," he decided to tease her for a while, saying, "What do you mean, 'No'?"

　　Yang Cuier made a final effort, hoping to soften Zhang Chuju's heart, saying, "Please, let me go, okay?"

　　Zhang Chuju said, "I can let you go tonight, but sooner or later you'll be deflowered anyway, what difference does it make?"

　　Yang Cuier said, "I want to save it for Young Master Li, please let me go. I can give you money."

　　Zhang Chuju said, "Money is fine, how much are you planning to give me?"

　　Yang Cuier said, "I can give you... a lot of money, will you let me go?" She foolishly thought she had truly seen a glimmer of hope.

　　Zhang Chuju said, "Nonsense, how much money is a lot of money? Why don't I call Young Master Li and ask him how much he's willing to give me to let you go? Tell me Young Master Li's phone number!"

　　Yang Cuier said in a panic, "Don't call, I don't know his phone number."

　　Zhang Chuju said cunningly, "You're his future wife and you don't know his number? He must be out chasing girls, so he's not telling you, right? It's easy to find the phone number of the famous Young Master Li. You wait here, I'll make the call and then you can leave, okay?"

　　When Yang Cuier heard Zhang Chuju say he was going to make a call, she almost collapsed and immediately said, "Don't call, please don't call."

　　Zhang Chuju pretended to be angry and said, "You've been saying no all night, can you be any more annoying? From now on, you can only say 'I want.' Tell me what you want, to have sex with me or do you want me to make a phone call?"

　　Yang Cuier didn't know how to answer. Of course, she didn't want either option, but she didn't dare to say no again.

　　Zhang Chuju said impatiently, "Hurry up and tell me? If you don't, I'll take you first and then call." He was smugly pleased with himself for mocking Yang Cuier, the current top beauty.

　　Yang Cuier thought to herself that she absolutely couldn't let him call; if word got out, not only would her relationship with Young Master Li be ruined, but all the other wealthy young men in the circle would know. She steeled herself and decided to do whatever it took tonight; at least she could enjoy wealth and luxury for the rest of her life.

　　She said, "Please don't call, I...I want...I want."

　　Zhang Chuju said, "Louder, I can't hear you if you're so quiet."

　　Yang Cuier said, "I want."

　　Zhang Chuju insisted, "What do you want?"

　　Yang Cuier, enduring the humiliation, said, "I want...to have sex with you."

　　Hearing Yang Cuier say she wanted to have sex with him, even though it was clearly a pretense, coming from the mouth of the current beauty, excited Zhang Chuju immensely. His glans tingled, and he thrust his hips forward, aiming at her tightly closed virgin entrance and inserting himself.

　　"Ah..." The tightly closed door was forcibly pried open, the force propelling Yang Cuier forward. Zhang Chuju, without observing how much had entered, relentlessly thrust in again.

　　"Ah..." Yang Cuier screamed at the top of her lungs, Zhang's thrust breaking her hymen. She felt a sharp pain and bled profusely. The pain was unbearable, and Yang Cuier groaned intermittently, "Ah... oh..."

　　Ignoring her pain, Zhang Chuju delivered another heavy blow, forcing his large penis inside. A virgin's vagina, untouched by human hands, is extremely narrow and could not possibly accommodate Zhang Chuju's enormous penis. However, his penis, coated with Zhao Qihui's love fluid, was greatly lubricated, allowing it to penetrate Yang Cuier with unstoppable force.

　　Reaching the first barrier, the inner part of his penis was squeezed painfully, but Zhang Chuju endured the pain and thrust again, determined to reach the very core.

　　"Ah..." Yang Cuier let out the loudest scream, her body curling to the right in pain, her hands frantically grabbing the sheets and pulling them straight. Zhang Chuju cruelly shoved his sixteen-inch-long member all the way into Yang Cuier's virgin hole.

　　Pubic bone to pubic bone, Zhang Chuju slowly thrust in and out of Yang Cuier's body, his penis stretching her insides. She felt unbearable pain, the black pubic hair scraping against the inner walls of her vagina, making her feel unbearably itchy, as if a million ants were crawling inside. This feeling, however, was somewhat pleasurable, combined with the pain of her hymen being broken, it could be said to be nine parts pain and one part pleasure.

　　The narrow hole squeezed Zhang Chuju, making him both painful and tired. He stopped and withdrew his weapon. His penis, which was originally covered with white love fluid, was now covered with bright red blood, and there was an even larger patch of blood on the large towel. Guan Suyi kindly told Yang to take a bath to wash off the blood, and then used a hot towel to dry his penis.

　　To conserve his strength, Zhang Chuju lay on the bed and told Zhao Qihui to ride on top of him. Zhao Qihui, in a woman-on-top position, took his penis inside her, then moved it up and down vertically, repeatedly taking it in and out. Zhang Chuju pinched Zhao Qihui's beautiful breasts with both hands, watching her flowing hair and angelic beauty—truly a sight to behold.

　　A little while later, Yang Cuier emerged from her bath, wrapped in lingerie. Zhang Chuju, giving her no chance to breathe, grasped her breasts with one hand. Her two priceless breasts were once again under his grasp.

　　He thrust his penis into Zhao Qihui's vagina, teased Yang Cuier's virginity, and then forced Yang Cuier to kiss him, thoroughly enjoying himself. Then he told Zhao Qihui to dismount and Yang Cuier to mount. Yang Cuier parted her labia and sat down, using her labia to envelop the glans. Zhang Chuju seized the opportunity to thrust upwards, inserting a portion of his penis. Then Yang Cuier slowly took the over-a-foot-long penis inside her.

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　　Tonight was her first night, and she was unaccustomed to having a man's penis inside her, especially such an ugly, hairy, large penis, inch by inch as it went in and out. She kept making "Ah...oh..." sounds, it was unclear whether she was moaning or gagging.

　　Inch by inch, the large penis was finally completely swallowed by Yang Cuier's virgin hole. Yang Cuier didn't know how a woman should act on top, so she sat still after the penis was inserted. Then Zhao Qihui sat behind her, wrapping her arms around her waist, guiding her up and down.

　　The two beautiful women moved on Zhang Chuju's body, their voices simultaneously moaning, their breasts swaying—all for his sake, a blessing he had earned over many lifetimes. After resting, he told them to dismount and kneel before him. Between their four round buttocks were two pale red valleys. He didn't care who was who, and grabbed his sword, thrusting it into those valleys. Each person would thrust ten or so times before switching partners, ensuring a fresh sensation for the penis each time, preventing the vaginal stimulation from becoming dulled. This

　　alternating arrangement gave the two women a chance to catch their breath, allowing Zhang Chuju to experience his long-held sexual fantasies. He had always wanted to enjoy making love with these two ladies, but the financial cost was prohibitive. This time, with two stunning beauties as his queen and queen, he particularly enjoyed the visual sensation of their breasts intertwined, their bodies laid out horizontally.

　　After a rapid advance, they switched to a slower pace. Zhang Chuju instructed Zhao Qihui to help Yang Cuier up from behind, so that Yang Cuier could sit upright on the edge of the bed. Zhang Chuju stood in front of the bed, lifted Yang Cuier's legs, and inserted his penis upwards into her vagina. Changing the position also changed the angle of insertion; each new position brought a new sensation. This position allowed Zhang Chuju to see his large penis entering Yang Cuier's vagina, and also allowed Yang Cuier to see how his penis entered and exited her vagina. Zhang Chuju slowly withdrew and thrust in, savoring every moment of pleasure.

　　"Ugh...ugh...ah...I can't take it anymore!" Yang Cuier groaned, her vagina completely stuffed, each thrust from Zhang Chuju bringing tears to her eyes. Watching the large, hairy penis continuously enter and exit her body, she wondered when this nightmare would end. She pleaded, "Stop, please stop, okay?"

　　Zhang Chuju said, "If I stop, does that mean I lose, or you lose?"

　　Yang Cuier said, "You win, you win both."

　　Zhang Chuju said, "Fine, you admit defeat. It feels so good to fuck you, I've been holding back for so long. Now I'm going to ejaculate into you." He began to thrust faster.

　　"Ah...oh...don't ejaculate, please don't..." Yang Cuier pleaded. Zhang Chuju said

　　, "Look how comfortable it is to have such a big penis inside such a small hole, how can you not ejaculate?"

　　Because he was standing on the ground, he could use his waist and leg strength, making each thrust powerful and deep.

　　"Ah...ah...ah...ah..." Yang Cuier's soft moans mingled with Zhang Chuju's powerful panting: "Ya...ya...ya...ha..."

　　Zhang Chuju thrust in and out extremely quickly, not caring whether each thrust went all the way in, only knowing that the faster the thrusting, the greater the pleasure. In the end, he didn't even have time to breathe, taking a deep breath and thrusting wildly. Waves of electricity spread throughout his body, a sudden heat in his lower abdomen, a surge of heat from his dantian to his groin, then to his glans and shot out.

　　"Oh..." Yang Cuier cried out, feeling a stream of hot liquid shoot into her uterus, millions of sperm staining her pure and innocent body. The penis entered the uterus, and the sperm was also directly shot into the uterus, so after the penis was pulled out, the semen did not flow out, but continued to remain inside Yang Cuier's body, forcing her body to completely absorb the sperm.

　　Zhao Qihui, behind Yang Cuier, saw Zhang Chuju, his face flushed, frantically thrusting into Yang Cuier, finally thrusting with all his might, inserting every inch of his penis into her body, and then remaining still. She thought Zhang Chuju had already ejaculated inside Yang Cuier, but when he pulled his penis out, she was surprised to see it was still incredibly hard. This was because Zhang Chuju had used the "Secret Chamber Root-Changing Technique" to store several days' worth of semen in his dantian; what he had just ejaculated was only about one-eighth or one-ninth of it. His dantian still held a large amount of semen, so his penis remained erect.

　　After defiling Yang Cuier, Zhang Chuju told Zhao Qihui to lie on the bed, grabbed her legs together, and raised them vertically, making her legs and body almost a ninety-degree angle. Between her eyes was a deep valley, and Zhang Chuju thrust his penis in to explore it further. Her joined legs squeezed out two small labia, and after his penis entered, it felt even tighter than before.

　　"Ah...ah...ah...wah...wah..." Even Zhao Qihui, who was experienced, was overwhelmed by this wild onslaught and cried out loudly. The river in the deep valley overflowed again. After his penis was fully inserted, Zhang Chuju's thighs slapped against Zhao Qihui's legs, making a "slap slap slap" sound, while his penis bobbed in the river, making a "sizzling" sound.

　　Amidst the "sizzling...sizzling...sizzling..." and "ah...ah...ah..." and Zhang Chuju's deep "ya...ya...ya..." moans, Zhao Qihui, the entertainment industry's number one jade girl, and Zhang Chuju did this depraved thing.

　　Starting from the foreplay, this sexual battle had lasted for more than three hours. Zhao Qihui had previously received the skill of not ejaculating from Old Weng, but Old Weng was old and had little activity, lacking the strength and speed of Zhang Chuju. Half an hour of intercourse with Zhang Chuju was more painful than two hours with Old Weng. She knew she had miscalculated tonight and cried out, "Ah...oh...no, I lost, just ejaculate!" She just wanted Zhang Chuju to ejaculate quickly and stop this wild sex, not caring about being soiled by his filthy semen.

　　Zhang Chuju flipped Zhao Qihui's body to the right, changing the angle of penetration, and said, "Qihui, I love you so much, why do you want to sodomize me?"

　　"Ah... I didn't... Ah... Shoot it in me, I love you too." Zhao Qihui was willing to do anything as long as Zhang Chuju could ejaculate.

　　Zhang Chuju said, "I knew you would fall in love with me after I fucked you. You want my sperm, I'll give you all of it." He pulled out his big penis, and with two "squeak" sounds, he shot two pools of white, fishy-smelling semen onto her pink face and breasts. He then turned and shot it towards Yang Cuier, who was resting. She turned her head to avoid it, but her face, hair, breasts, and legs were still covered with pools of semen.

　　Zhang Chuju couldn't stop, and he stuffed his penis into Yang Cuier's pink mouth, letting the semen slowly flow into her mouth like urine. Yang Cuier almost choked with her mouth full of semen, coughing and spitting out some semen, which flowed onto her face, but she still swallowed most of the semen with her tongue.

　　Zhang Chuju did as he was told, filling Zhao Qihui's mouth with his semen. Seeing her gulp it down, he said, "My dear Qihui, you love my semen. I have some more for you." He then flipped her over, inserting himself between her buttocks, his hips thrusting at maximum frequency, his penis rapidly moving in and out of her vagina. His hands squeezed her large breasts, almost as if trying to burst them.

　　His body seemed to be powered by a motor, relentlessly thrusting rapidly inside her vagina, the "sizzling, slapping" rhythm increasing, Zhao Qihui's moans growing louder and faster. Zhang Chuju's almost frenzied thrusting into Zhao Qihui reached nearly a hundred times per minute; in just five minutes, he had thrust five hundred times, the frequent friction making her lower body burning hot. Zhang Chuju gathered a powerful surge of true energy in his dantian, which, with each thrust, became increasingly surging, until even he couldn't resist it. The true energy, like a river bursting its banks, forced all the semen out of his dantian. Semen flooded into Zhao Qihui's uterus, and even his inner energy shot out from his glans, striking her uterus.

　　Zhao Qihui felt a surge of hot semen enter her uterus, followed by an invisible force striking it, causing her excruciating pain.

　　After a night of frenzied sex, the last drop of semen was released, and Zhang Chuju finally conquered the two stunning beauties. Exhausted, he didn't even have the strength to pull his penis out, so he fell asleep on Zhao Qihui's back.

　　Yang Cuier wept for the humiliation she had suffered that night, while Zhao Qihui shed tears for the pain she had endured during their sex. Zhao Qihui was relieved that it was all over, but the now-soft penis still clung to her inside her.

Darkroom Transformation Manual - Jade Maiden Chapter (12) Afterwards

　　, Zhang Chuju opened his eyes. It was pitch black outside, just like when he first arrived at Shenxiang Pavilion. The neon lights outside the window illuminated Hong Kong's famous night view. He was sleeping on that bed, but Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier beside him were already out of sight. He saw Linda's graceful figure walking in from the dim light.

　　"You're finally awake, Mr. Zhang," Linda said.

　　"Have I been sleeping all day?" Zhang Chuju asked.

　　"No, you slept from morning to night, then back to morning, and now tonight. You've been sleeping for almost two days. You must be exhausted. Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?" Linda said. It would have been better if he hadn't asked.

　　As soon as he asked, Zhang Chuju felt his stomach go completely empty and his whole body felt weak and powerless.

　　Linda brought him a bowl of hot lobster porridge and fed him. After feeding him two or three mouthfuls, Zhang Chuju simply ignored the heat of the porridge and gulped down the whole bowl. His face gradually regained color, and his breathing improved compared to before.

　　“Mr. Zhang, would you like to take a bath?” Linda asked.

　　He relaxed in the steaming bathtub, the smoke making it impossible to see his hand in front of his face, and making everything seem like an illusion. He wasn't sure if what had happened since the airport this week was real or just a dream. It wasn't until Linda said at the door, “Mr. Zhang, are you done? Old Weng is waiting for you outside,” that he snapped out of his reverie.

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　　As soon as Old Weng saw Zhang Chuju, he said, “Chuju, you worked so hard the other night, you've lost a lot of weight.”

　　Zhang Chuju had also noticed in the mirror that his cheeks had thinned, and his old pants were a size too big.

　　Old Weng said, “I am very fortunate to have witnessed the power of the Darkroom Transformation Technique in my lifetime.” The entire Shenxiang Pavilion was filled with small cameras, and Old Weng had seen everything Zhang Chuju had done the other night.

　　Zhang Chuju said apologetically, "It is my blessing to be able to practice Elder Weng's divine skill."

　　Elder Weng said, "You have a shadow of my youth, a kind of innate talent. The Dark Room Root Transformation Scripture is not something everyone can practice; only those with the right affinity can practice it. Otherwise, at best, one's vital energy will be severely damaged, and at worst, one's breath will be in complete chaos, and one's mind will be lost. What are your plans for the future?"

　　Zhang Chuju said, "Meeting Elder Weng these past few days has been a blessing for me. When I return to Taiwan, I will definitely encourage you to practice the Dark Room Root Transformation Scripture."

　　After a brilliant night, Zhang Chuju knew he had to return to reality, to his past life, to return to the company to continue playing his minor role, and occasionally return to brothels to seek pleasure. The words Old Master Weng had spoken to him earlier resonated in his mind like a thunderbolt: "After this, I fear you will find it difficult to find another woman better to satisfy you."

　　Old Master Weng continued, "Thinking back to when we first met, you were rushing to catch a flight back to Taiwan. If I had arrived a moment later, we would not have had the chance to meet. So, it is a great fate that we can meet at Shenxiang Pavilion tonight." Zhang

　　Chuju said, "If it is fate, I feel it is my blessing. If I ever pass through your esteemed place again, I will definitely pay you a visit and pay my respects to Old Master Weng."

　　Old Master Weng said, "You are the only inheritor of the Dark Chamber Yi Gen Jing in the world today. What you have learned is the entirety of the Yi Gen Jing. However, it is a quick learning process. The power of the Yi Gen Jing is vast and profound; what you know is only the surface. In the past few days, I have spent time writing a commentary on the Dark Chamber Yi Gen Jing, which can help you practice and increase your power." Old Master Weng handed Zhang Chuju a small booklet written with a brush.

　　Zhang Chuju respectfully accepted the gift and said, "I wonder just how powerful the Dark Chamber Yi Gen Jing is?"

　　Old Man Weng replied, "Well, you are the only and first person to practice the Dark Chamber Yi Gen Jing. As for its power, I really don't know. The Yi Gen Jing has two functions: internal and external. You witnessed the external function the other night, but you'll need to spend time practicing to see the internal function."

　　Zhang Chuju asked, "Old Man Weng, what do you mean by the internal function?"

　　Old Man Weng said, "I'm referring to a power that emanates from within the human body. It has no form or trace, yet everyone can feel it. For example, you used to have a lover who kept her distance. But now, they might be captivated by the aura you exude from practicing the Dark Chamber Yi Gen Jing and fall for you." "For you, that's secondary. I believe that reaching the pinnacle of cultivation can help you harmonize your internal energy, and even control the secretion of various substances within your body. At that time, you can enjoy the pleasures of the bedroom without a female partner."

　　Zhang Chuju exclaimed in surprise, "You can do it alone... that's not...?"

　　Old Weng quickly replied, "No, absolutely not. The most important sexual organ in the human body is not the penis, but the brain. All other organs, including the penis, are only responsible for sensing external stimuli and then transmitting the information to the brain. If you can control your body to produce pleasurable messages to the brain without actually receiving external stimuli, that's what I mean by one-person sex."

　　Zhang Chuju listened to this unconventional theory, his mouth agape, unsure whether to believe it or not.

　　Old Man Weng said, “However, Chu Ju, this is a bit unnecessary. Since you can have sex with women, who would think about such a personal matter? But if you can truly train to that level, at least you can control the duration of your ejaculation. You can do as you please, and ejaculating won't deplete your vital energy. In fact, the more you ejaculate, the better it is for your body. At best, it will prolong your life and increase the lifespan of your sexual prowess; at worst, it might even… bring you back to life.”

　　Zhang Chu Ju began to understand Old Man Weng's intention; he hoped to find the art of rejuvenation through Zhang Chu Ju's training. He said, "Don't worry, Elder Weng, I will definitely practice the Yi Gen Jing in the future and carry it forward."

　　Elder Weng said, "Remember, you are different now than before. You can't just get along with ordinary women. Because the yin energy of ordinary women will damage your yang energy."

　　Zhang Chuju asked, "Then how do I know if it will damage my yang energy or not?"

　　Elder Weng said, "First of all, you should refuse women from brothels who are generally easy to seduce, because their yin energy is turbid and will be very bad for you. If they are virtuous women, the Yi Gen Jing will give you the wisdom to help you distinguish them. If they are virgins, then of course there is no problem."

　　Elder Weng's requirement to not patronize prostitutes stumped Zhang Chuju.

　　Old Man Weng said, “Chu Ju, I know your situation. Rest assured, I can vaguely see that you are developing an irresistible masculine charm that women find hard to resist. If you encourage yourself to practice your skills, your allure will only increase; most women will fall at your feet. Besides, I have many contacts in Taiwan, and I will try my best to arrange a relationship for you when the opportunity arises. If you have someone you like, just tell me, and I'll see if I can help you in any way.”

　　Zhang Chu Ju was overjoyed and stammered, “This junior…this junior truly doesn't know how to repay Old Man Weng's great kindness.”

　　Old Man Weng said, “This is fate between us.” He then got up to leave. Finally, he suddenly turned around and said, "I almost forgot to tell you, the 'Yi Gen Jing' in the Dark Room teaches you to store your essence in your dantian. Yuan Jing (original essence) generally only has a lifespan of a few days. The Yi Gen Jing can help extend its life by a few days, but it will still not exceed seven. Therefore, you must clean the jar every seven days, and never let your Yuan Jing perish in your dantian. I asked Linda, and she is willing to help you with the jar's needs for your practice."

　　The beautiful Linda, standing tall to the side, blushed upon hearing this. Linda clicked her tongue and said, "Wasn't it Elder Weng who asked her? It's as if I asked for it."

　　Elder Weng laughed, "Alright, from now on, you'll take care of Chu Ju and arrange his training."

　　Linda said seriously, "Yes, Mr. Zhang, please rest as much as possible tonight. We'll set off back to Taipei early tomorrow morning."

　　Old Weng said, "Chu Ju, until we meet again." Then he stepped into the elevator.

　　Zhang Chu Ju said, "Old Weng, please take care, until we meet again." The elevator doors closed, and it was unclear whether Old Weng had heard him.

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　　Linda took Zhang Chu Ju's hand and pulled him to the photo of Yang Cuier on the wall, playfully saying, "Look what you've done."

　　Yang Cuier's photo originally had no date, but now it had the date from the night before written on it, and the "once" column only showed "once," which paled in comparison to the other five or six times.

　　He looked at Linda next to him, who was pretty and no less beautiful than Yang Cuier on the wall, and hugged her and kissed her forcefully.

　　Linda pushed him away and said, "You need to rest. After you recover your strength in Taipei tomorrow, you can do whatever you want."

　　Zhang Chu Ju hugged Linda and fell asleep on the bed. He had been complaining about having a beautiful woman beside him but not being able to get close to her, but soon he was fast asleep. A week of training and sexual battles had really exhausted him.

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　　He thought he could get up in the morning, but when he woke up again it was already evening; he had slept for almost a whole day. Linda had prepared his luggage and was waiting for him to get up, saying, "Mr. Zhang, you're such a heavy sleeper. Once you've changed, we can head to the airport. If we go now, we can catch the last flight."

　　Zhang Chuju said, "Linda, you're so kind; you've taken care of everything. Let's go now. Just call me Chuju from now on, don't call me Mr. Zhang."

　　Linda said, "Yes, Mr. Zhang."

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　　Linda booked two first-class tickets between Hong Kong and Taipei. The first-class flight attendants were all elegant, with impeccable attire and manners. Zhang Chuju kept stealing glances at their wasp waists and long, beautiful legs.

　　Linda laughed at him, saying, "You're so lecherous. You've looked at every single one of them from head to toe."

　　Zhang Chuju replied, "How could that be? With you in my life, I don't even want any other girl."

　　Linda retorted, "I don't believe your nonsense. Neither of those girls could handle you. I know what happened the other night."

　　Zhang Chuju said, "Each one time, that's only twice in total. When we get back to Taipei, I'll give you as many times as you want."

　　Linda said, "Who said I wanted anything from you? I don't want even once. Look how amazing you are, you've made them like this after just one time." She showed Zhang Chuju the evening newspaper she was holding.

　　The front page headline read, "Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier announce retirement in two days," while the smaller headline read, "Zhao Qihui retires to the US for love, Yang Cuier marries the son of a Vietnamese tycoon, Mr. Li." The front page was filled with information about Zhao Qihui and Yang Cuier since their debut. People in the entertainment industry expressed shock, surprise, and disbelief at the event. There were also some rumors about who would be the successor to the "Jade Girl."

　　It's a case of one rooster dying while another crows; as long as there are young girls and infatuated men buying records and movie tickets, there will always be a pretty face in the entertainment industry, ready to snag a rich husband. For Zhang Chuju, the newspaper in his hand confirmed that all of this was not a dream; he was simply an extremely lucky man.

The Secret Chamber of Change—The Jade Maiden Chapter (End)

********************************************************************** The story has just begun. Old Man Weng then leads Zhang Chuju on a series of wondrous and exciting sexual journeys.

　　To find out what happens next, stay tuned for the next installment.

　　The second chapter, "The Secret Chamber of Change—The Songstress's Deep Affection," will be released soon.

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　　Postscript:

　　Young Master Li inserted himself into his newlywed wife's virgin hole, but strangely, it was so loose; he felt nothing at all, and his wife didn't have the reaction of a virgin on her first night. He asked, "My dear Cui'er, are you a virgin?"

　　Yang Cui'er lied and said, "Of course I am. You are my first and only man." Then she squeezed her vagina tightly and exaggeratedly moaned, "Oh... oh... husband, yours is so big! So thick!"

　　Mr. Li felt a little tight, but still very loose. Yang Cui'er's vagina was stretched and couldn't be brought back down after Zhang Chuju's left and right thrusts. Mr. Li worked hard, still excited about marrying a female celebrity on his first night. Yang Cui'er also tried her best to act, "Ah... ah..."

　　Mr. Li asked, "Cui'er, sweetheart, what are you moaning about?"

　　Yang Cui'er said, "Husband, you're so good! I feel so good, don't stop."

　　Mr. Li said, "Are you still enjoying it? But... I've already ejaculated, and I've pulled out too?"

　　Yang Cui'er quickly said, "Really? Even after you pulled out, I still feel so good, husband, you're so good!"

　　To satisfy his wife's loose vagina, Mr. Li later had a beading procedure and bought some sheep pendants and wolf tooth scepters to wait on her. After trying everything, he still felt nothing and felt cheated. He gave up trying new things and simply joined a wife-swapping club.

　　Other men, upon hearing that his wife was the washed-up beauty Yang Cui'er, all vied to swap with him. Mr. Li found any of them more appealing than his own wife, which was certainly a pleasure, but it put Yang Cui'er in a difficult position. Even though she didn't want to, she dared not refuse her long-term meal ticket, living a life of being with a thousand men for her body and lips for countless lovers. When he caught a golden turtle, he even included countless penises as a bonus.

　　Only seven months after their marriage, Yang Cui'er gave birth to a son. The baby didn't even have a single hair on his head, but his penis was already covered in black hair. Mr. Li believed this proved his sexual prowess was strong enough, as even his son's penis was hairy. He happily showed off his child's penis to relatives and friends, even having reporters take pictures. He believed this was due to the divine intervention of the Black Dog God at the famous Black Dog Temple in Vietnam, so he betrothed his son to the Black Dog God and named him Li Black Dog

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