The Legend of the Immortals of Shenzhou 1-3

Chapter 1, The Mystic Demoness

The Central Continent, spanning eighty million li!

Within it lies a divine continent, shaped like a crescent moon, surrounded by the sea on all sides, stretching as far as the eye can see. Countless legendary figures and tales
have ; countless sects have risen like comets, only
to vanish like fleeting flowers. Those who have endured countless trials and tribulations and ultimately stood firm are qualified to dominate a region, becoming millennia-old families and ten-thousand-
year-old sects!

The Mystic Demoness Sect, as one of these ten-thousand-year-old sects, is situated at the southernmost tip of the crescent moon of the divine continent, stretching from the Rakshasa Sea in the south to
the Emerald Screen Mountain the north, a distance of a million li. It governs nearly a hundred tribes, with billions of subjects, and several small kingdoms—truly
a colossal entity.

On the vast, boundless grassland, a colossal peak rises abruptly, its base spanning
a thousand li in circumference and its summit nine thousand zhang high. Across the boundless plain under a clear sky, white clouds linger around the peak, never dissipating for millennia. Various colorful cranes flit among the clouds,
their calls melodious and clear,
creating a scene of ethereal beauty, like a paradise on earth. A gentle breeze stirs, occasionally dispersing the clouds to reveal palaces with tiles like jade and pillars of gold—the very headquarters of the Maiden Xuan Sect.

Suddenly, a massive purple crane sweeps swiftly across the sky above the plain.
Its wingspan is a hundred meters, and on its back lies a three-story pavilion, each exquisitely carved. The windows are tightly closed,
obscuring its interior.

On the crane's head is a large, red crest, the size of a deer-shaped tripod, resembling agate, its color shifting and dazzling in the sunlight.

Two translucent jade toes clung to the agate crest of the crane. As the crane flew away, a rainbow ribbon danced in the wind,
winding around ten cardamom buds and slowly ascending, brushing past the jade feet and lifting the sheer purple gauze skirt to reveal a pair of straight,
slender legs. It turned out to be a young girl standing on tiptoe atop the crimson peak!

The girl, dressed in purple, with a rainbow ribbon around her slender waist, danced in the wind, flying dozens of feet high like a snake, seemingly possessing
a spirit. A green veil covered her face, obscuring her features, but from her graceful figure, the black hair billowing in the wind, and her slender
legs, one could imagine the beauty of a woman beneath the veil!

The giant crane circled the mountain peak for a while, then suddenly broke through the clouds and flew away.

The girl in purple turned back to the pavilion and whispered, "We're almost there. You'd better tidy yourself up, lest Mother be displeased
to see you disheveled."

The pavilion creaked open, and a jade-like hand slowly pushed open the second-floor window. Her bright red fingernails were
striking sweet voice drifted in, "Good sister, aren't you really going to come and enjoy yourself? This is the genuine
successor of the Purple Cloud Divine Skill." The girl in purple snorted coldly, "Just a foolish mortal, a mere body,
defiling my divine sense!" She turned away, ignoring him completely.

Looking through the second-floor window, the space was surprisingly vast, a world apart. This pavilion was actually a spatial treasure.

Inside the attic, amidst dressing tables and screens, lay a three-zhang-square pool of clear water. Around the pool
were tables, chairs, and a tea table. Beside the pool was a large bed, its brocade bedding exquisitely luxurious. A young
man
lay naked on the bed, his wrists and ankles chained to the sides of the bed, his limbs spread wide. A seductive woman, also naked, straddled him.

Although speaking to her junior sister, the woman kept her eyes fixed on the man's face. Her long, black
hair flowed down her slender neck, past her delicate collarbone, and across her ample breasts, the ends
brushing against the young man's chest.

The beauty chuckled softly, prying out a wad of black gauze from the man's mouth with two fingers, and said in a seductive voice, "
Doesn't my stocking taste good? It's the highest grade black fire spider silk." This beauty, with her arched eyebrows and dark eyes,
exuded a captivating charm, truly a beauty capable of bringing ruin to a nation. The young man kept his eyes tightly shut, not daring to look at the captivating face of the beauty on top of him
.

Seeing the young man remain silent and motionless, the beauty scolded, "How dare you play dead! See how I deal with you!" With that, she swayed her slender
waist, her long, shapely legs kneeling beside the young man's waist, suddenly tightening around him, and began to thrust violently back and forth.

The young man only felt that terrifying, hot, tight sensation in his lower body surge up again, and finally couldn't help but cry out, "No!"
The beauty remained silent, only thrusting her lower body forcefully back and forth. The young man, having been ravaged by this alluring woman all the way, his essence
already almost completely drained, was no match for the beauty's seductive arts. A surge of pleasure welled up in his lower body, and with a cry,
he ejaculated.

The beautiful woman's vagina sucked at him, and the young man felt his penis throbbing with pain. Her clitoris pressed against his glans, and
after draining his semen, a surge of hot energy entered through his urethra, forcibly erecting his penis. It was truly a domineering method of absorbing essence.
He felt the woman on top of him relentlessly thrusting again, and finally, he broke down, crying out, "
Fairy Ling , spare me! Spare me!"

The beautiful woman, called Fairy Ling, covered her mouth with her hand and feigned surprise, saying, "Oh dear, Young Master Ding,
when I first captured you, you kept calling me a vixen. It's only been a day, and you've already become a fairy." As she spoke, she
supported the young man's chest and thrust up and down mercilessly. Each time her penis hit the clitoris at the bottom of his vagina, it
caused the man's buttocks to spasm.

"Fairy, ah... spare me, I, ah, I'll never dare to oppose your sect again, spare,
spare my life !" Fairy Ling stopped abruptly: "Hmph! Ding Lei, look me in the eyes."

The young man surnamed Ding was already on the verge of climax, fearing that his vital essence would be drained and his life would be in danger. With
this pause, he opened his eyes and saw Fairy Ling looking down at him coldly, her charming smile completely gone
.

Fairy Ling said coldly: "In my Maiden Peak, a man can only live with one identity. You should know
what that ."

Ding Lei slowly lowered his eyes. Of course he knew what his identity was, but he was, after all, the son of the Xixia Sect's leader
. Did he really have to live a humiliating life from now on?

Recalling the horrific massacre of his entire clan, his father, the dignified head of the Xixia Sect, had his golden core
shattered , and his entire sect of disciples captured alive by a group of demon girls in an instant. A ten-thousand-
year-old sect like Xixia was indeed no match for them. He feared his revenge was hopeless, and his heart sank into despair.

"Slap!" Ling Xianzi waved her jade hand, slapping Ding Lei's cheek until it swelled and his head spun. "I'm asking you a question
! Look me in the eye!" Ding Lei timidly looked into the beauty's phoenix eyes and said, "This humble servant knows, a slave
, only a slave can survive on Maiden Peak."

Ling Ruoshui, while secretly channeling her seductive power, shot a lewd glint in her eyes and coldly snorted, "It's good that you know, you Xixia..."
" The Purple Cloud Skill of this sect is a authentic Xuan Yang cultivation method passed down from ancient times. The disciples' essence is of good quality, which is very helpful to the
sect young female cultivation method. Otherwise, do you think I would spare the lowly lives of your fellow disciples?"

Ding Lei said in a low voice, "Thank you for sparing my life, Fairy." Fairy Ling waved her hand, opened her palm, and revealed
a red pill, which she fed to Ding Lei. The pill melted instantly in his mouth, and a surge of heat rushed to his abdomen. His already swollen and painful
penis grew even larger, and at the same time, he felt that the true qi in his dantian was empty and could no longer be raised.

Ling Xianzi coldly said, "This is a specially made Qi-strengthening pill from our sect. It will increase your yang energy and
control your true qi. From today onwards, you are a complete succubus! Why don't you thank this fairy?" "Thank you for the pill
, Fairy Ling! Ah!" The demoness began to move lewdly again, and Ding Lei cried out, "Fairy..."

"Don't worry, you won't die after taking the Qi-strengthening pill. But as a succubus, you'll suffer a lot in the future!" Ling Xianzi
smiled coldly but couldn't hide her bewitching charm. Her slender waist moved up and down wantonly, while she used the Maiden's Heart Technique.
A powerful suction force from her vagina penetrated straight to his yang root and deep into his dantian. Each rise and fall squeezed Ding Lei until his soul was scattered and he cried out
in agony.

But after taking the Peiyuan Pill, his stamina improved significantly, and Ling Xianzi began to fully enjoy
the pleasure of toying with men. The more Ding Lei begged, the more the beauty indulged in her pleasures. Now he finally knew what it meant to
be unable or die. Being a slave was not so easy!

The name of the Maiden Xuanzong sounded nice, but the Maiden Heart Sutra they practiced was an ancient evil cultivation method that used yang energy to replenish yin.
It was the most orthodox evil cultivation method. The entire sect was full of cultivators, with different backgrounds, some human and some demon. Their actions were inherently evil. However, in the
past ten thousand years, the Maiden Sect has become more and more powerful, and people no longer dare to use the word "evil" to insult them.

Meanwhile, the sect selects disciples from the mortal world. Over tens of thousands of years, it has become deeply intertwined with the world, naturally forming its own
system of governance. The entire southern region is under the rule of the Maiden Xuanzong. If there are natural disasters or demonic calamities, the sect will send
disciples out to slay demons and eliminate evil. The people have long been accustomed to the existence of Maiden Peak, and the mortal world under its jurisdiction can be considered
peaceful and prosperous .

Ding Lei's father, the head of Xixia Sect, usually considers himself a member of the orthodox Xuanmen sect, but he looks down on the evil sects and gradually becomes disrespectful
. As a result, he suffers the calamity of having his entire sect wiped out. Evil sects never show mercy to their enemies!

Meanwhile, the giant crane landed among a group of giant iron palaces on the peak, crouched down, and the girl in purple made a hand seal. The
rainbow belt around her waist shortened instantly, and with a light leap, her bare jade feet stepped on the rainbow belt. Her figure floated up the peak
.

Ling Xianzi watched from the window as the girl in purple left without a word. She snorted, "You ungrateful
little brat ." Turning around, she gripped Ding Lei's shoulders with her jade-like hands, intensifying her manipulation for the final extraction. Ding Lei
knew begging was useless, so he gritted his teeth and endured for a while, but finally couldn't hold on any longer and ejaculated profusely. Ling Xianzi silently circulated
her inner energy , and her flower bud bit into his glans, drawing out the fluid endlessly until Ding Lei felt dizzy and his eyes rolled back.

Ling Ruoshui circulated her internal energy several times, satisfied, and stood up. She put on her gauze robe, chanted an incantation, and
the iron chains binding Ding Lei's hands and feet jingled, transforming into a thin, dark, gleaming rope. One end was wrapped around Ding Lei's neck, and she held it with
one hand , while simultaneously kicking him with her jade foot. "Stop playing dead, come downstairs with me."

Ding Lei, dragging his aching limbs, was led down the stairs like a dog. The door on the first floor opened, and a gust of cold wind
rushed in , accompanied by the groans and screams of men and the scolding and disciplining sounds of women.

The first floor turned out to be a huge iron prison. The walls were covered with iron chains and shackles, wooden frames, stoves, and other
bizarre instruments of torture. Dozens of iron chains and steel rings hung from the two-zhang-high ceiling, suspending dozens of
men of varying ages, each completely naked and covered in whip marks.

As Ding Lei crawled with difficulty, he peeked nervously. Most of these people were disciples of the Xixia Sect who had been captured this time
. In front of each of them was a naked woman with a seductive figure. Her arms were wrapped around the man's neck, forcing him to kiss her.
One long leg was wrapped around the man's waist, and the other long leg was placed on the man's foot. Her waist twisted, and her honey hole swallowed and released the penis
. From a distance, it looked like a snake coiled on the man's body. Ding Lei did not know that this was a method of absorbing stamina in the Maiden's Heart Sutra.

At the same time, another beautiful woman in a black leather jacket and boots stood behind the man with a two-foot-long leather whip. As long as
the man showed the slightest resistance or disobedience, he would be whipped on the back or buttocks. Obviously, most of the male prisoners
had been subdued and obediently moved their waists with their hands raised high to cooperate with the rape and play of the seductive women on their bodies.

Several seemingly unyielding men were whipped until their skin was torn and bleeding. At the same time, the beautiful women in front of them would clamp one long leg
tightly around the man's waist, while the other long leg would stand on tiptoe, fiercely shaking their waists and
masturbating the swollen, red penises, slapping them against the male prisoners' bodies. There were several male corpses on the ground, their faces gaunt, their skin pale and covered with whip marks,
clearly having been brutally tortured to death rather than surrender!

The entire iron cell was filled with the screams of men, the sound of whips, and the lewd cries of the women, like a prison of debauchery.

Ling Xianzi clapped her hands, and the beauties in the cell stopped. Ling Xianzi's beautiful eyes swept around and said, "The obedient slaves who
have been -Nourishing Pill. Apart from eating and sleeping,
the female disciples in the sect can use them to practice their skills at will. As for the remaining stubborn ones, they will be squeezed to death, and their corpses will be thrown into the Hundred Beasts
Palace to feed the spirit beasts!"

"Yes, we will obey Ling Yushi's decree!" the beauties replied in unison. Ling Xianzi put away the Xuan Tie Chain, which transformed into
four iron rings that wrapped around her wrists and ankles. She kicked Ding Lei in front of a tall female cultivator and said, "Biluo, this
spirit slave's essence is of good quality, but I'm tired of playing with it. I'll lock it up in the Jade Clam Palace to help disciples in the Condensation Stage break through to the next realm. Alright
, you handle things here. I'll go report to the Sect Master."

"Yes, respectfully seeing off Imperial Censor Ling!"

Ling Xianzi stepped out of the pavilion, chanting incantations and making hand seals. Her thin veil fluttered as she rode the wind,
revealing a pair of long, beautiful legs beneath her short red veil. Her fair, delicate feet moved slightly, seemingly slowly but actually swiftly, as she walked through the air towards the mountaintop.

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