The Carefree Immortal, Episode 8: Chapter 5: Tender Feelings in the Hidden Source (For Your Sake)

"How dare you seduce my woman!"

the Little Demon Lord roared, his deathly pale face suddenly contorting into a grotesque grimace. Xiao Xuan hurriedly threw aside Qi Ji in his arms and tried to move backward, but the Little Demon Lord's fist struck his chest with lightning speed.

The blow was truly excruciating; Xiao Xuan cried out, clutching his chest and jerking up.

"What's wrong? Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Someone embraced him.

Xiao Xuan looked around groggily and recognized Fei Luo in the dim light, realizing it was all a dream.

"Is your chest uncomfortable?"

Fei Luo asked, her face filled with panic.

"No, it was a dream,"

Xiao Xuan gasped, feeling a real, tearing pain in his heart.

Fei Luo breathed a sigh of relief, took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his brow, and gently scolded, "You're so old and still having such vivid dreams; you must be prone to overthinking."

Xiao Xuan remained silent, feeling the pain in his chest growing increasingly intense, but fearing she would worry, he endured it without showing it.

Fei Luo looked around and saw that it was only dimly lit. She yawned and said, "It's still early. Let's sleep a little longer."

Xiao Xuan nodded, gritted his teeth, and lay down. He endured the pain for a long time until it subsided, and he gradually fell into a deep sleep again.

Bai Mei Weng checked Xiao Xuan's wrist pulse and then examined his chest. His expression grew increasingly serious, which made Fei Luo's heart pound with fear.

Bai Mei Weng withdrew his hand and was about to speak when Fei Luo put her finger to her lips and whispered, "Let him sleep a little longer. Let's go outside and talk."

The cave entrance was located slightly higher on the cave wall, with stone steps winding down, crossing the water and connecting to the giant rock.

The two walked out of the cave along the steps, and Fei Luo couldn't wait to ask, "How is he?"

"Not good,"

Bai Mei Weng said. "He must have been in a lot of pain last night, right?"

"No..."

Fei Luo said, stunned. Suddenly remembering the scene from last night, her face turned as white as paper.

“How could there not be? Those evil forces are rampaging everywhere; it must be very painful,”

said the White-Browed Elder.

Fei Luo was speechless, her heart clenched, and tears suddenly streamed down her face.

“This is very dangerous. I’m afraid this little fox will die at any moment from a ruptured heart,”

sighed the White-Browed Elder.

“Brother White-Browed Elder, have you really not thought of any way?”

Fei Luo grabbed his sleeve.

“No, I have found several treatments, but they all involve forcibly expelling the evil. However, the little fox’s true energy and spiritual power are too weak; it simply cannot withstand them,”

said the White-Browed Elder.

“Then…then what should we do?”

Fei Luo stamped her feet and cried.

The White-Browed Elder remained silent.

“He suffered terribly back then, and now his child…and…”

Fei Luo sobbed uncontrollably.

“What child…”

the White-Browed Elder suddenly said, “He, perhaps it is him.”

Fei Luo’s delicate body trembled violently, and she abruptly raised her head.

The White-Browed Elder remained expressionless, turning his head to look elsewhere.

“Brother Bai Mei, what did you just say? What do you mean he… he is him?”

Fei Luo grabbed him and asked.

Bai Mei smiled mysteriously.

“Brother Bai Mei, you are his only sworn brother, and you spend the most time with him. You must know some secret, right?”

Fei Luo said in a trembling voice.

Bai Mei remained silent.

“Tell me quickly! You owe me a favor from that day,”

Fei Luo said anxiously.

Old Man Bai Mei turned around, staring into her eyes, and said, "Actually, you should know that there is only one Xuanhu in the world."

Although Fei Luo's eyes were still full of tears, they suddenly brightened like stars, and she was so surprised that her voice trembled: "You mean, he's still here! He really is him! He really is him!"

"I don't know,"

Old Man Bai Mei said vaguely, "The mysteries of the Xuanhu, who can fathom them?"

Fei Luo's eyes sparkled, and she suddenly burst into laughter through her tears: "No wonder...no wonder..."

Old Man Bai Mei sighed: "What a pity, what a pity, even if he is him, what now?"

Fei Luo was stunned, and suddenly burst into tears again: "How could this be! How could this be! Could it be that I couldn't save him even twice?"

"Alas, human strength has its limits, we have done our best,"

said Old Man Bai Mei.

"No!"

Fei Luo gritted her teeth and cried out, "I must save him! No matter what, I must save him this time!"

Bai Mei Weng looked at her calmly, then seemed to mutter to himself, "If only I could suddenly increase this little fox's true energy or spiritual power, alas, how is that possible..."

Fei Luo's face was streaked with tears, and she suddenly froze, murmuring, "A sudden surge in true energy or spiritual power?"

Bai Mei Weng stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance.

Just then, they suddenly heard someone call out

from behind, "Uncle-Master! Uncle-Master! Where are you?" The two turned around and saw Xiao Xuan running out of the cave entrance.

Fei Luo quickly wiped away her tears and rushed forward, scolding, "Why did you run out?"

"I woke up and didn't see you, so I got worried and came out to look for you,"

Xiao Xuan said with a smile.

"Really, where could I have gone? You go inside!"

Fei Luo said.

"I'm fine, look at me, I'm perfectly fine, really nothing... nothing..."

Xiao Xuan's expression suddenly changed drastically, and he clutched his chest and bent over.

"What's wrong?"

Fei Luo was shocked and quickly hugged him.

Xiao Xuan remained silent, slumping limply downwards.

"Quickly, help him inside!"

shouted the White-Browed Old Man.

Fei Luo snapped out of her daze, picked up Xiao Xuan, and leaped into the cave.

"I'm alright, it's okay, don't cry,"

Xiao Xuan comforted Fei Luo, cupping her face. "It's really strange, as soon as we entered this cave, the pain in my chest immediately subsided."

"Why did you run around like that!"

Fei Luo bit her lip, desperately trying to hold back her tears, but they still flowed uncontrollably.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, I won't run around anymore. From now on, wherever you tell me to stay, I'll stay there,"

Xiao Xuan said tenderly, wiping away her tears.

"From now on..."

Fei Luo murmured these two ordinary words, her tears streaming down her face even more.

Xiao Xuan felt a surge of tenderness and flutter in his heart, staring in disbelief.

"Wait for me."

Fei Luo suddenly stood up and ran towards the cave entrance.

"Brother Bai Mei, you just said that if his true energy or spiritual power suddenly increased, you would have a way to heal him?"

Fei Luo asked.

Bai Mei Weng stared at her and said, "That's right. As long as his true energy or spiritual power increases strong enough to withstand my forceful expulsion method, I can completely heal him."

"What are the chances?"

Fei Luo asked, tears welling in her eyes.

"Ten percent."

Bai Mei Weng answered succinctly.

"Okay."

Fei Luo seemed to have made a great decision, resolutely saying, "Brother Bai Mei, wait for me here."

"Mm."

Bai Mei Weng nodded, surprisingly without asking any further questions.

Fei Luo turned and swiftly rushed into the cave.

Bai Mei Weng watched her staggering figure disappear into the cave, a subtle, enigmatic smile suddenly appearing on his lips.

When Fei Luo returned to the cave, not a trace of tears remained on her face; instead, she possessed a captivating gaze and a radiant smile.

Xiao Xuan sat frozen on the rock, staring blankly.

Fei Luo knelt before him, whispering, "Xiao Xuan, were you feeling unwell last night?"

"Hmm..."

Xiao Xuan mumbled, then suddenly realized and quickly corrected himself, "No, no."

"Really not?"

Fei Luo stared at him, her dark eyes glistening with tears.

Xiao Xuan felt a sudden dryness in his mouth.

"You're being naughty,"

Fei Luo said with a smile, pressing her body closer and closer to him, her unique fragrance wafting over, making the man's heart flutter.

"Uncle-Master, you...you..."

Xiao Xuan was a little confused. Last night he had resisted fiercely, so why was he being so intimate today?

"What's wrong with me?"

Fei Luo suddenly whispered, "Do you still miss me?"

Xiao Xuan opened his mouth, unsure how to answer.

"If you don't tell me, I'm leaving,"

Fei Luo said, giving him a reproachful look.

"Yes! I miss you so much! I miss you so much!"

Xiao Xuan said urgently.

Fei Luo smiled sweetly, leaning forward to give him a quick kiss on the lips.

Xiao Xuan opened his arms to embrace her, but she blocked his way with her arms. Just as he was wondering what was happening, she lowered herself, her moist, crimson lips beginning to kiss his chin, then his Adam's apple, his chest… slowly and delicately sliding down.

“Then let me make it up to you,”

Fei Luo whispered between kisses, her voice soft and alluring.

Xiao Xuan was overjoyed. She parted his clothes, burying her face in them, and he felt a sudden heat in his chest. Her wet, crimson lips softly covered one of his breasts, and half his body went numb.

Fei Luo licked him gently, sometimes sweeping her tongue across his skin, sometimes lightly biting with her teeth, until his tense body trembled slightly. Then she moved down, continuing to kiss him while loosening his belt.

His engorged member was revealed. Fei Luo glanced at it, then grabbed Xiao Xuan's trousers and slowly pulled them down.

His throbbing member sprang out, creating a high tent in his underwear.

Fei Luo bit her lip and giggled, glancing upwards with her beautiful eyes before slowly moving her head forward.

Xiao Xuan's heart pounded wildly, and he soon saw, incredulously, Fei Luo open her incredibly alluring, luscious red lips and take the enormous penis, covered by her panties, into her mouth.

"Mmm..."

Xiao Xuan groaned. Although there was a layer of clothing between them, he could clearly feel the warmth and wetness of Fei Luo's mouth. But what was even more captivating was the sight. He stared intently, taking in every seductive movement of the woman and engraving it in his heart.

Fei Luo swallowed and spat, licked and salivated, and the tent that had been erected high was quickly soaked through, clearly outlining the powerful lines of the huge object inside.

Xiao Xuan gasped for breath, unable to hold back a soft moan.

Fei Luo looked at him from below, lightly tapping the tent with her jade finger and smiling, "Want to let it out?"

"Quickly!"

Xiao Xuan grunted.

Fei Luo hooked her hands around the waistband of his underwear, slowly and methodically pulling it down inch by inch, arousing the man's heart to a fever pitch.

Suddenly, a crimson shadow flashed, and the huge, red rod sprang out, erect and proud, like cast iron.

Fei Luo breathed softly, pursed her lips, looked at it again and again, then gently took it in her hand, opened her red lips and covered it with hers once more.

This time there was no barrier, and the sensation was completely different from before. Xiao Xuan's whole body tensed, feeling waves of pleasure and trembling as he experienced the exquisite smoothness and intense teasing. Then, when Fei Luo looked up at him with tender eyes, he was suddenly intoxicated: "She actually kissed me here! My martial aunt actually kissed me here!"

Fei Luo licked and sucked for a while, then began to swallow and suck, her slender fingers hooking around the base of his jade stem and sliding up and down.

Xiao Xuan was intoxicated, his whole body numb and weak, and he unconsciously leaned back, only able to support his body with his elbows.

Fei Luo's breathing quickened, sometimes sucking heavily on the tip of the rod, sometimes straining to push it down, forcing the man's massive head to reach her delicate throat.

Even so, the man's penis was indeed very long, with nearly half remaining outside.

Xiao Xuan's breathing grew increasingly labored. In a moment of intense pleasure, he suddenly sat up, cupping Fei Luo's head in his hands, thrusting his hips and pounding his hips with abandon.

"Mmm..."

Fei Luo groaned softly, her dark eyes narrowed, but she released her grip on the massive rod, using it to support herself on the stone surface, letting the man indulge in his wild abandon.

Xiao Xuan was overwhelmed with pleasure, his thrusts as rapid as a shooting star, greedily savoring the exquisite tenderness deep within the beauty's throat. He suddenly pushed forward slightly, unaware that he had already reached his limit; any further thrust would have caused him to suddenly burst through the beauty's throat, disappearing without a trace.

Fei Luo suddenly struggled, pushing him away forcefully with both hands.

Xiao Xuan was startled and quickly withdrew his spear, withdrawing the entire massive member from the beauty's mouth.

Fei Luo's face flushed red, tears welling in her eyes. She clutched her throat and gagged violently, collapsing onto the rock, gasping for breath.

Xiao Xuan hurriedly patted her chest and back, inwardly cursing himself for his actions.

"You little rascal, you were so rough, did you want to choke me to death?"

Fei Luo scolded lightly, but there was no hint of resentment on her face.

Xiao Xuan was grateful, and the flames of love in his heart burned even brighter. He noticed a wisp of glistening saliva lingering at the corner of her mouth and suddenly leaned down to kiss her.

Fei Luo moaned softly, her arms encircling his neck, her lips parting to give him a passionate kiss.

The two were entwined, and Xiao Xuan's desire intensified. Suddenly, he flipped Fei Luo over and pinned her down, tearing at her clothes with both hands. Before he had completely stripped her, he impatiently parted the beauty's two breast-like white legs, his erect member pressing against the exposed peach blossom stream.

Seeing his eagerness and excitement, Fei Luo's heart burned with desire. She stealthily reached down, pinching the glans and guiding it towards her vulva. But before she could reach the opening, the man suddenly thrust his hips forward, the iron rod flying out of her hand and instantly piercing deep into her tender flesh.

"Ah!"

With a soft cry, Xiao Xuan pressed forward, his hard, hot rod pushing and shoving through the layers of plump, slippery flesh, heading straight for the alluring depths.

Fei Luo's upper body arched abruptly, and a breathtaking moan escaped her throat—her bud had been swallowed.

Xiao Xuan breathed a satisfied sigh, pressing himself firmly against the beauty. He then peeled away her clothes, revealing her large, plump, and alluring breasts. He then deeply rubbed his iron rod for a moment, aiming for the center of her flower, and began a violent, frenzied thrusting.

Fei Luo gasped for breath, her slender waist and plump buttocks swaying and bouncing with the man's thrusts. Her flower, already glistening with nectar, soaked the iron rod. Suddenly, she lost her voice, moaning softly.

Xiao Xuan braced himself on the ground, and with each thrust, he lowered his head, taking Fei Luo's beautiful breast into his mouth and sucking hard.

Fei Luo's jade-like head swayed rapidly from side to side, a fine layer of fragrant sweat on her body, the sheen making her milky, delicate body even more alluring.

Xiao Xuan's heart itched; suddenly, he picked her up, holding her tightly in his arms, thrusting up and down, enjoying the friction of her smooth skin against his and the swaying and kneading of her two plump breasts.

"This is good...good..."

Fei Luo whimpered softly.

"Good what?"

Xiao Xuan asked, staring at her.

"Nothing...nothing..."

Fei Luo stammered. In this position, at such close range, her exquisite beauty and shy expression could not escape the man's eyes.

"Say it!"

Xiao Xuan pinched and cupped her plump buttocks, tossing them up and down.

"No...no...ah! Ah!"

Fei Luo cried out.

"Tell me!"

It turned out that Xiao Xuan had increased the pressure on his hands.

"Stop! Stop! Wait a minute!"

Fei Luo gasped and shouted.

"I won't stop until you tell me!"

Xiao Xuan shouted, and this time he not only held her up and down, but also thrust upwards from below.

"Ah! Ah!"

Fei Luo screamed, and said absentmindedly, "I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"

Xiao Xuan slowed down his attack, and Fei Luo lowered her head, her fragrant cheek pressed against his face, and whispered, "It's so deep, so powerful, it keeps hitting there..."

Xiao Xuan felt a tingling sensation in his heart and asked, "Where does it keep hitting?"

Fei Luo bit her lip and glanced at him, her face flushed.

"Where?"

Xiao Xuan knew in his heart, but still asked.

"Just...just here...the place you're touching now..."

Fei Luo whispered as softly as a mosquito.

"Here?"

Xiao Xuan held her and teased her, pressing against her flower core and kneading it with hidden force.

"You bad boy, you're...you're doing it on purpose!"

Fei Luo felt a wave of weakness, and her voice trembled.

"Uncomfortable?"

Xiao Xuan asked.

Fei Luo shook her head.

"Uncle-Master, yours is so soft."

Xiao Xuan pressed his forehead against hers.

"Do you like it?"

Fei Luo whispered.

"I love it!"

Xiao Xuan said.

"Then come on, but be gentle at first, or it will be hard to bear."

Fei Luo instructed, her face flushed.

"I see."

Xiao Xuan thought to himself, and then lifted her up again, this time gently thrusting in and out like a soft breeze and

gentle rain. Who knew that Fei Luo's reaction was even more intense than before, her eyes were alluring as if drunk, her cheeks were flushed as if burning, and her flower buds were glistening with juices, making her two legs slippery.

Xiao Xuan, insatiable with desire, thrust deeply each time, frequently touching her clitoris. This was the first time he had ever been so gentle and attentive with Fei Luo, carefully teasing her for a long time until he had roughly discerned the shape and size of that exquisite thing. His heart swelled with pleasure: "So this is how it is. It's different from Shui'er and Yao Yao. In terms of plumpness, only Fifth Sister can compare."

He savored it, finding it increasingly exquisite. With the nectar soaking it for so long, his stem suddenly swelled and burned like charcoal, revealing the true form of the Xuan Yang Coiling Dragon Pestle.

"Ah...so swollen...it's become...that again!"

Fei Luo shuddered, her flower path not expanding but contracting tightly.

Xiao Xuan felt waves of tightness within the beauty's core, making his thrusts extremely difficult, yet the pleasure only intensified. Unconsciously, his thrusts became more rapid, each one heavier than the last.

"Don't keep touching...touching there,"

Fei Luo gasped.

"Is this uncomfortable too?"

Xiao Xuan humbly asked, finding his transformed penis extremely sensitive, able to perceive the woman's inner secrets more clearly, the pleasure becoming increasingly exquisite. He even used his engorged, hard penis head to rub and stimulate her tender core.

Fei Luo shook her head, her lips parted, but no sound came out for a long time.

Seeing her beautiful but helpless appearance, Xiao Xuan couldn't bear it any longer and suddenly launched into another violent attack.

Fei Luo cried out like a stream, unable to speak.

Xiao Xuan was in the midst of his frenzied thrusting when he suddenly stopped, his arms around the beauty frozen in place.

"Hmm?"

Fei Luo was startled.

"I...I..."

Xiao Xuan stammered.

"Are you about to come?"

Fei Luo immediately understood.

Xiao Xuan's face flushed red.

"Then come on."

Fei Luo gasped.

"Damn it! Why...why again..."

Xiao Xuan gritted his teeth and endured, hoping to use the Nine Cauldrons Rejuvenating Elixir Technique that Qi Ji had taught him to salvage the situation, but he realized it was too late, and he didn't understand why he had suddenly collapsed.

"It's alright, just let it out if you want to,"

Fei Luo comforted softly.

Xiao Xuan suddenly thrust again, penetrating to the very root, down to the bottom, then upwards with a powerful jerk, piercing the beauty's plump, tender heart and ejaculating wildly.

"Ugh..."

Fei Luo groaned, her delicate brows furrowed as she endured the pain in the man's arms for a moment. Her fragrant shoulders suddenly shrank, and her plump, delicate body trembled, aroused by Xiao Xuan's most beautiful essence.

The two embraced, their tongues intertwined, their limbs entwined, gazing at each other in a hazy, intoxicated state, almost melting away.

Xiao Xuan finally relaxed, hooking his arm around the beauty and lying down together.

"I felt like I could go on for a while, but somehow, I suddenly couldn't,"

Xiao Xuan panted, his face flushed, extremely dissatisfied with his performance.

"Who told you to keep touching people there? I reminded you."

Fei Luo bit her lip, tracing patterns on his chest with her slender finger.

"It's all because Uncle-Master is too tempting."

Xiao Xuan murmured, seemingly still savoring the memory.

"Serves you right, and you're blaming me now?"

Fei Luo scolded playfully.

"No, no, it was my greed."

Xiao Xuan quickly explained, whispering, "Uncle-Master's...it's so wonderful."

Fei Luo's cheeks flushed, staring intently at his chest, lost in thought.

"What are you thinking about?"

Xiao Xuan noticed.

"Xiao Xuan..."

Fei Luo hesitated.

"What's wrong? What do you want to say?"

Xiao Xuan asked.

"Feel it carefully, how's it here?"

Fei Luo pointed to his chest.

"Huh..."

Xiao Xuan suddenly frowned.

"How do you feel?"

Fei Luo became a little nervous.

"Ugh...it hurts so much!"

Xiao Xuan suddenly clutched his chest and cried out.

"Really? How does it hurt?"

Fei Luo was startled.

“Really,”

Xiao Xuan chuckled. “I miss you so much, Uncle-Master, it hurts so much, it breaks my heart.”

“You bad boy! You big bad boy!”

Fei Luo scolded, pinching his arm hard, but then let out a huge sigh of relief. Her beautiful eyes gazed deeply at him, her two watery eyes seemingly shrouded in a thin, misty haze.

Xiao Xuan also gazed at her intently, his eyes filled with deep affection and longing. “Uncle-Master, it’s true. Even though you’re right here, I feel like I can’t hold you enough, look at you enough, or think about you enough. I don’t know what to do.”

“What will you do if I leave?”

Fei Luo asked, biting her lip.

“I don’t know. Maybe I’ll die soon,”

Xiao Xuan said, his voice filled with sorrow.

“Nonsense! You’re a Xuanhu, you’ll never die!”

Fei Luo scolded softly, then, as if making a decision, she propped herself up and climbed upwards, her delicate lips brushing against his ear. In a seductive voice, she said, “Want to feel even better?”

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