[Wuxia] The Carefree Journey of the Tang Dynasty (Part 1) - Chapters 34-36 (Complete)

Chapter 157

Having vaguely guessed what this was, Changsun Wuji, his hands trembling, took it and slowly opened it to read. His face turned deathly pale, his body trembled violently, and the yellow silk scroll slipped to the ground with a "thud."

Embroidered on the back of the scroll were two large, flamboyant characters: Imperial Edict.

Li Shiji and the others immediately picked it up and read it.

Yuchi Jingde's eyes, like copper bells, blazed with murderous intent. He slammed his palm down on several surfaces, sending wood chips flying, and roared, "Now, in the south, the Song family army is advancing on Hanzhong; in the middle, Shen Luoyan and his generals; and in the north, Kou Zhong, Song Shidao, and Dugu Feng lead a fleet of iron cavalry. Add to that Sun Simiao and others building momentum in the realm of righteousness, and the enemy is no less powerful than our Great Tang in any aspect. This is truly a time of national crisis. Who, besides the Prince of Qin, can stand against the enemy? What a despicable Li Yuanji!"

The others did not react to his blatant disrespect, but instead looked at Li Shimin.

An indescribable sorrow appeared on Li Shimin's face, his eyes reflecting a despair at the shattering of all hope. He gazed out the dark window and sighed, "This is the secret edict I just received, ordering me to immediately return to Chang'an alone to meet the Emperor. My last hope for my father has been extinguished. I devoted myself wholeheartedly to building the Li family empire, never thinking of anything in return, but the unfolding situation has pushed me step by step into a corner."

Li Shiji, who had been somewhat dazed, calmed down and pondered, "Prince Qi should reach some kind of agreement with Jieli, which is very likely related to the ownership of Youzhou."

Everyone nodded in agreement. Youzhou was now at the gates of Kou Zhong, and with Li Yuanji's military capabilities, he certainly couldn't claim complete control of the town. Using it as leverage to reach an agreement with Jieli in exchange for their help would be the best course of action. Li Yuanji, accustomed to arrogance and conceit, certainly didn't take Youzhou seriously, and was probably overconfident in his idea. He thought that as long as the Turkic army and Kou Zhong fought to a standstill, he could then seize the greatest advantage.

In fact, Youzhou was not only a transportation hub and commercial center in the north, but also a northern bulwark for the Central Plains. The An Lushan Rebellion broke out here, and Shi Jingtang of the Later Jin Dynasty ceded the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun to the Khitan, sowing the seeds of the Song Dynasty's demise. Therefore, the military importance of Youzhou is self-evident. Jieli is cunning and treacherous, with outstanding military capabilities. Once he gains control of this city, how can he allow others to conquer it? Li Yuanji is undoubtedly trapping himself.

Changsun Wuji remained silent for a long time before saying, "The Prince of Qin must not return, otherwise his life will be in danger. Jingde is right, this plan must have been instigated by the Turks to incite the Prince of Qi, and... the Emperor is no longer the Emperor who established the Tang Dynasty..."

The others nodded in unison.

Faced with the righteousness and loyalty of his subordinates, Li Shimin responded with a bitter smile, dejectedly saying, "If I don't return, it's tantamount to openly defying the imperial decree. Not only will Father use this as an excuse to punish my family, but the families of you loyal generals who remain in Chang'an will also be exterminated. How can I, a dignified man, be so selfish?"

The others sensed the helplessness and desolation in his words, and were speechless for a moment. In reality, if Li Shimin were to openly rebel, the outcome was already predetermined: it would be tantamount to losing the support of supplies and provisions. Winter was approaching, and with enemies in front and behind, Li Shimin's fate was almost predictable. If something happened to him, his soldiers stationed in the fields would surely rise up and declare independence, thus shattering the Li Tang dynasty. The victory of the Luoyang army was almost inevitable.

Changsun Wuji and the others exchanged glances, rose together, knelt, and said in unison, "We swear to live and die with the Prince of Qin!"

At dusk, the final large-scale conflict erupted.

Li Shimin's last hope was shattered. Throughout the entire operation, no matter how many fireworks they fired as signals, the fleet remained completely still, confirming their earlier suspicions.

Watching his demoralized and listless soldiers continue their numb charge, Li Shimin, standing on the command post at the rear, sighed inwardly, lamenting the situation. If not for the threat from Chengdu, with his patience and perseverance, how could he have been forced to send troops and end up in a passive, defensive position?

Unfortunately, there are never "what ifs" in reality. The most bizarre and terrifying aspect of reality is that it is too real, too cruel.

Taking one last deep look at the magnificent landscape painted against a backdrop of blood and flesh, Li Shimin closed his eyes and signaled for a retreat.

Both sides suffered heavy losses in this battle; the Tang army suffered because they were the attackers, while the Luoyang army suffered because Mianchi was not fortified enough.

The two Tang armies confronting Zhang Zhenzhou and Shan Xiongxin retreated westward with Li Shimin's main force, withdrawing back to Tongguan, the "eastern gateway to Guanzhong."

Shen Luoyan, seizing the opportunity, first sent someone back to Luoyang to deliver a secret letter to Shan Meixian, who was stationed there. Then, she ordered Zhang Zhenzhou and Shan Xiongxin to coordinate with the Xiangyang garrison to control the area. She, along with generals like Yang Gongqing, led 15,000 troops in pursuit, eventually setting up camp near the northern end of Tongguan, about twenty li outside the pass, to coordinate with the Luoyang navy, which could easily sail west along the Yellow River.

Tongguan, a strategic pass controlling the entire country, was historically significant. Originally located south of the village north of the city, it was later moved by Yang Guang to the Kengshoukan Valley between the north and south cities. After nearly two years of continuous repairs and expansions by the Tang army, Tongguan was now exceptionally formidable, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Even with Shen Luoyan's abilities, she dared not launch a rash attack.

Fortunately, the Song family army, occupying Chengdu, provided support from the south, so Shen Luoyan only needed to hold off the enemy. Her forces were neither too large nor too small, ensuring the enemy neither dared to attack recklessly nor underestimate her. If Hanzhong, the "southern gateway to Guanzhong," were to fall, Tongguan would become meaningless. She would still firmly hold the initiative.

Being her enemy was no pleasant experience.

Winter was approaching, and with a steady stream of supplies, the 15,000-strong Luoyang army was busily building camps, digging trenches, erecting palisades, and conserving their strength to safely weather the winter and launch their first, and possibly last, full-scale attack on Guanzhong when spring arrived.

Half a month later, as Shen Luoyan was chatting and laughing with Dugu Feng, who had come to complain, a guard outside the command tent reported that Wei Lianxiang was requesting an audience outside the camp.

The true identities of Wei Lianxiang and Feng Deyi were not known to most, so it was normal for the guards not to let them in. Shen Luoyan and the other generals quickly went to greet them outside the tent.

After exchanging a few pleasantries and sitting down, Shen Luoyan smiled and asked, "Is Li Shimin finished?"

Wei Lianxiang, still looking like a dead man, nodded blankly and said, "Under the instigation of his concubines and Li Yuanji, Li Yuan interrogated Li Jiancheng's trusted generals who had been sent back to Chang'an by Li Shimin. He concluded that Li Shimin was definitely involved in Li Jiancheng's death and, in a fit of rage, decided to summon him back to Chang'an to report."

In the past few days, Shen Luoyan and the others had roughly deduced the reason why Li Shimin was forced to urgently retreat to Tongguan, but they were not as detailed as Wei Lianxiang had described.

Ma Chang interrupted in astonishment, "Does Li Yuan not know the situation at the front? Without Li Shimin, the Tang Dynasty would surely collapse."

Wei Lianxiang gave him an approving look and continued, "Li Yuan is not entirely without merit. Under the strong persuasion of Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui of the Tiance Mansion, he decided to reconsider for another night. I was not the one serving him that night. The next day at court, Li Yuan looked particularly unwell, saying he had caught a cold and that Li Yuanji would temporarily act as regent. Li Yuanji showed the officials a decree personally issued by Li Yuan, ordering Li Shimin to return to Chang'an alone to report."

Everyone understood the implication. Yang Gongqing asked, "Li Yuanji..." "You must have bribed... Brother Wei, right? Has Li Yuan shown his face since then?"

Wei Lianxiang smiled slightly and said, "The General's guess was indeed accurate. Li Yuanji gave me a large amount of treasure and asked me to do things for him. Li Yuan has been recuperating in the inner palace since then, and I haven't even seen him again. As for the court, most people are sensible and support Li Yuanji. Only a few people in the Tiance Mansion are extremely resistant, but they are afraid of implicating their families and dare not persist to the end." As long as

Li Shimin is alive, he will pose a great threat to Li Yuanji's ascension to the throne. He rushed to go on the expedition precisely to suppress Li Shimin's military achievements. It was already widely known that he was determined to kill Li Shimin. After Li Jiancheng's death, how could Li Yuanji restrain himself? As for Li Yuan's illness, it was probably the work of a master operative secretly sent by Li Yuanji from the Turks. Only in this way could Li Yuanji rightfully seize power.

Wei Lianxiang's voice rang out again, saying, "Li Shimin had no choice but to return to the city, but he wasn't alone; he brought a group of generals who truly followed him. Because Qin Shubao had been injured and returned to Chang'an to recuperate, he acted as an inside agent, bypassing the ambush arranged by Li Yuanji along the way, and directly entered the palace. Before Li Yuanji could make a move, Li Shimin took the initiative to request to see Li Yuan. His actions were reasonable, and the civil and military officials couldn't find fault with them. However, Li Yuanji, who had been sitting as the 'acting emperor' for several days, didn't buy it and displayed his official arrogance, listing four major crimes committed by Li Shimin: First, disobeying the imperial edict..." Li Shimin was guilty of several crimes: first, he did not return to court alone, which was disloyal; second, he plotted to harm the Crown Prince, causing Li Yuan to fall ill, which was unfilial; third, he was incompetent in leading troops, resulting in heavy casualties among the Tang army, which was inhumane; and fourth, he incited his generals to defy the imperial decree, dragging them down with him, which was unjust. Therefore, Li Shimin's crimes were grave and he deserved to be executed. Changsun Wuji and others were so enraged that they cursed him on the spot, resulting in bloodshed in the palace. Li Yuanji already had skilled assassins lying in ambush, and Mei Xun and others, originally subordinates of Li Jiancheng, had chosen to surrender to him. How could Li Shimin and his men possibly withstand them? They all died tragically on the spot.

The crowd was chilled to the bone: "We are all of the same blood, why are we so cruel to each other!" Before the supreme power of the throne, even kinship ties were incredibly fragile.

Li Shimin's death was truly a result of the circumstances. Shen Luoyan sighed helplessly, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. "Is Feng Deyi still safe?" she asked

. Wei Lianxiang sneered, "Many innocent people were implicated in the disaster. Lord Feng had already prepared an escape route; his clansmen were fleeing Chang'an and were secretly making their way to Luoyang in batches. I escaped in secret too. Humph, how could Li Yuanji let me, an insider, go?"

She paused, then continued, "I secretly stayed in Chang'an for a few days to gather information. I learned that with the deaths of Li Shimin and his confidants, except for the women who still possessed beauty, all their other family members, regardless of age or gender, defied the imperial decree." His crimes led to his execution. Under Li Yuanji's ruthless methods, the people, though fearful, did not descend into chaos. When I finally slipped out, I heard rumors that Li Yuan had issued an edict abdicating the throne to Li Yuanji. If I'm not mistaken, Li Yuan, having lost two sons, must be devastated and has already, or will soon, die. Li Yuan, oh Li Yuan, did you ever imagine that the country you built with your own hands would be destroyed by your own sons!

This last sigh, filled with sorrow, reminds one of his witnessing the decline of the Sui and Tang dynasties, the countless hardships and tears of which are unimaginable to ordinary people.

After lunch, Wei Lianxiang took his leave first. He was already weary of court life and only wanted to wholeheartedly assist Wanwan in revitalizing the Demonic Sect. Shen Luoyan let him go.

Over the next three days, news kept arriving from various places: 20,000 Golden Wolf soldiers had entered Youzhou territory, joining forces with the Tang army to fight against the Young Marshal's army; Kou Zhong was also temporarily unable to capture Youzhou; the Song family army was still actively expanding its forces and preparing for war; beset by internal and external troubles, the morale of the Li Tang army was greatly affected, with some generals either openly rebelling against the Tang and declaring independence, or choosing to surrender, so the other Luoyang armies achieved gratifying results.

On the morning of the fourth day, a soldier reported that the Tang army had come out of the pass to challenge them.

Shen Luoyan knew that Li Yuanji had finally realized that the Tang Dynasty might be destroyed in his hands, so he had to establish his authority as soon as possible. Therefore, she led her troops to meet them.

Both sides had 10,000 troops each, and they lined up to face each other on the plain five miles outside Tongguan.

The two large armies, dark and imposing, all had solemn and dignified expressions, their military flags fluttering, and their murderous aura seemed to freeze the wind and clouds.

Suddenly, a path opened up in the Tang army formation. Surrounded by several cavalrymen, a burly general, gripping a golden spear with its tip protruding from his right shoulder, rode proudly to the front of the formation and shouted, "The fierce wind under the Tang Emperor's command is here! Shen Luoyan, do you dare to fight me to the death on the battlefield?"

He infused his voice with internal energy, making it carry for miles, and a deafening cheer erupted from the Tang army.

Shen Luoyan recognized him immediately, thinking that he must be sent by Jieli to assist Li Yuanji. Given the current situation of the battle lines being dispersed, Jieli dared not rashly enter Chang'an before repelling Kou Zhong, so Li Yuanji had a reason to have him. If Xi Feng could kill or severely injure Shen Luoyan on the battlefield, the benefit would be comparable to winning a war.

Shen Luoyan didn't pretend, letting out a silvery laugh, and after several somersaults, landed twenty feet in front of Xi Feng. Standing proudly with her legs slightly apart, her alluring body ramrod straight, left hand naturally behind her back, right hand gripping a spear resting on her shoulder.

Their eyes met, a glint of lightning flashing within them, their resolve as imposing as towering mountains.

Shen Luoyan said with a half-smile, "You alone probably can't kill me!"

Her voice was extremely soft, yet those a thousand paces away felt as if she were whispering right in their ears. The Luoyang army erupted in cheers.

Lie Feng dismounted and slowly moved forward, each step firm and steady, coldly declaring, "Little brat, when I, Lie Feng, roamed the martial world, your parents weren't even born yet!"

Lie Feng's gait appeared simple, but it was a strange footwork that produced seemingly arrhythmic yet disciplined footsteps, like the cacophony of death, pounding into the heart and sending chills down one's spine. At the same time, his breathing became long and heavy, audible from near and far, clearly a sign of entering an extremely high state. His energy rapidly rose to its limit, emanating a chilling killing intent from his entire body. His mind, however, remained calm and attentively listening to Shen Luoyan's breathing, heartbeat, and even pulse. The moment his opponent could not withstand his aura, and her emotions wavered even slightly, would be the moment he launched his full-force attack.

The distance between the two instantly shrank to ten zhang.

A chilling atmosphere filled the air.

Both sides of the warriors, affected by the strange and eerie pressure emanating from the two, felt an unbearable sense of oppression, as if they could not breathe.

Shen Luoyan remained motionless, her jade-like face as still as water, intently watching his every perfectly executed movement. She chuckled softly, "How can age represent achievement? My husband, in his early twenties, could withstand the Four Great Monks; Wanwan could rival the Evil King. Do you still value age so much?"

Her words were a masterful psychological maneuver, for the invincible image of Yuan Yueze and his companions was deeply ingrained in the minds of the people. Lie Feng, who had suffered several defeats, felt this even more keenly, and upon hearing this, his steps faltered slightly.

A mysterious smile played on Shen Luoyan's lips. Lie

Feng coldly snorted, and without any apparent movement, his golden spear was already in front of him, pointed at Shen Luoyan. The spearhead gleamed, dazzling to the eye. Instantly, a chilling, frost-like killing intent surged forth, solidifying into a fierce, steel-like aura and pressure, pressing heavily towards the composed Shen Luoyan. At the same time, he roared and, with his extremely profound footwork, arrived two zhang in front of Shen Luoyan in a single step. His golden spear transformed into a dazzling, raging dragon of lightning, like the golden sun shining down, violently attacking Shen Luoyan along a strange trajectory.

Immovable as a mountain, yet moving like thunder.

The omnipresent innate true energy was so intense it seemed tangible. Shen Luoyan, at the center, had her clothes fluttering wildly in the wind, yet her laughter grew ever wider.

Lie Feng's composure was already wavering, and his preemptive attack was a sign of his insecurity.

Shen Luoyan remained motionless; her mind had long since entered a state of utmost stillness, a state of unhindered transcendence.

Just as Tang Jun felt that Lie Feng was being somewhat cruel, the Cold Star and Cold Moon Spear suddenly trembled, emitting a soul-stirring buzzing sound, and vanished in an instant.

"Clang!"

Just as the golden spear was about to pierce her chest, Shen Luoyan's silver spear timely blocked it. The spear tips touched, creating a piercing, oppressive sound that made one's heart ache.

The figures merged and separated in an instant.

A strange light flashed in Lie Feng's eyes. With a long howl, his retreating feet, before even touching the ground, abruptly stopped. His golden spear shot into the air, conjuring golden dragons, accompanied by waves of increasingly powerful killing intent. Like a whirlwind sweeping away fallen leaves, it swept towards the retreating Shen Luoyan. The howling wind could be heard a thousand paces away, its ferocity chilling to the bone.

No one cheered or shouted, for the burden on everyone watching was simply too heavy to bear.

Shen Luoyan chuckled lightly, "Are you afraid, sir?"

She was indeed right. Lie Feng hadn't taken Shen Luoyan seriously, only realizing his underestimation after their first encounter. Furthermore, her deliberate mention of Yuan Yueze and Wanwan reminded Lie Feng that his opponent possessed more than one formidable opponent. Besides Yuan Yueze and Zhu Yuyan, far away in the borderlands, and Fu Junzhuo and Fu Junyu, who were on a military expedition, there was another, even more terrifying than Shen Luoyan, Shan Meixian, who had yet to reveal herself. This thought significantly impacted Lie Feng's state of mind.

Taking a step back, Shen Luoyan rotated her wrist, her silver spear suddenly expanding. Hundreds of silver rays swirled and rolled, seemingly still, like a sky full of stars in the night, beautiful as a divine being imbued with spirit, seeking out her opponent's golden spear.

"Clang!"

The countless golden and silver spear shadows only produced a clear ringing sound. It was impossible to tell whether their movements were too fast or the spears had only clashed once.

Lie Feng shuddered violently, staggering back three steps before finally stopping. Shen Luoyan, however, had already closed in, saying, "Where is Kuang Lei, who is on par with you? Your Holy Venerable can barely protect himself; you won't leave alive today either!"

Her hands didn't stop, switching from wielding the spear with one hand to two, her movements mirroring the spear's, like an arrow shot from a bow, striking Lie Feng with lightning speed and power.

Her gentle voice completely drowned out the sounds of the spears clashing, creating a bizarre and inexplicable scene.

Lie Feng had no way to retreat, knowing that if his opponent gained the upper hand, she would relentlessly pursue him until he was defeated and killed. With a wild shout, the golden spear tumbled and swirled, thrusting upwards. After

exchanging over a hundred blows in one breath, Lie Feng, his mind greatly affected, used all his strength to barely deflect the final, relentless thrust of his opponent.

The figures separated again, then tacitly merged once more.

The spear is the weapon best suited for hand-to-hand combat. Drawn by their respective auras, the two spear masters clashed once more, the air crackling with gunfire and surging with energy.

Shen Luoyan's advantage lay in her inexhaustible inner strength, which made her fearless. What shocked Lie Feng most was that her spear technique had transcended the natural physical limitations of women; each strike carried the force of over ten thousand pounds, and her vast true energy forced its way into his body with every impact, ravaging and destroying his meridians.

Her spear technique had reached a state of perfection.

Lie Feng knew he couldn't unleash his full power, only regretting that his opponent's energy was controlling him from afar, making escape impossible. He gritted his teeth, focused his mind, and forgot about life and death. His golden spear, like the Yangtze River and the sea, relentlessly attacked his opponent. Each strike generated an incomparably fierce aura, a move of no return, a mutual destruction. You feint, I strike; I use unorthodox tactics, you use conventional ones

; one advances, the other retreats; one is sharp, the other swift. You are stronger by an inch of length, I am more dangerous by an inch of shortness. Just as his true energy was about to run out, Lie Feng had no choice but to retreat. A strange noise erupted from his left front. Lie Feng didn't even have time to glance at it before his golden spear flashed out. The spear tip landed in mid-air. Lie Feng knew he was in trouble; a chilling aura had already pierced his chest. Shen Luoyan appeared directly in front of him, her beautiful eyes sparkling. Her slender, crystal-clear jade hand gripped the tip of the golden spear tightly, her right hand bending the silver spear outwards, plunging it into Lie Feng's heart. A stream of black blood, unlike that of a normal person, shot through his body. Lie Feng let out a deafening roar, his muscles tensing as he channeled his inner energy, gripping the Cold Star Cold Moon Spear tightly, while simultaneously striking Shen Luoyan's face with his left palm, a posture of mutual destruction. "Bang!" Lie Feng's palm landed solidly on Shen Luoyan's beautiful forehead. Shen Luoyan's scream and the sound of bones cracking did not ring out as expected. Her delicate body trembled violently, and she staggered back a few steps before barely managing to regain her balance, her face deathly pale. The fierce wind, its chest ripped open in a terrifying gash, tossed her away like a kite with a broken string. In mid-air, he stared incredulously at Shen Luoyan. "Thud!" The fierce wind, its internal organs shattered, fell backward several dozen feet, dying instantly, its eyes still fixed on Shen Luoyan. Even in its dying moments, it gripped its golden spear tightly. Blood spread rapidly, staining the half-dried grass black. The battlefield was deathly silent; neither side uttered a sound, save for the occasional long wind blowing across the grassland and the faint neighing of horses, which were unusually jarring. Yang Gongqing glanced at Shen Luoyan, who was leaning on her spear with her eyes closed, and shouted an order. The Luoyang army then snapped out of their daze, erupting in deafening cheers and shouts. Amidst the thunderous roar of hooves, they surged past Shen Luoyan, charging like a tidal wave into the enemy ranks. Before setting out, Li Yuanji had confidently guaranteed that Lie Feng would kill Shen Luoyan, but the result was completely the opposite. The morale of the Li Tang army was shattered; they dared not fight. They hastily sounded gongs and horns, and retreated into Tongguan under the cover of archers. The sun set, and the world was shrouded in a vast expanse of gray. Two miles south of Youzhou City, on a hilly outcrop, Kou Zhong, Fu Junzhuo, Liu Heita, and other generals stood on a wooden watchtower, observing the enemy's situation. Several days earlier, 20,000 Turkic Golden Wolf soldiers had stormed into Youzhou like a whirlwind, setting up camp behind the moat, close to the city walls. This gave them not only the formidable city behind them, providing a natural defense, but also the protection of the moat from being filled in. The Turks' cavalry and archery were superior to those of the Central Plains; crossing the moat was already extremely difficult, even for Kou Zhong, who was at a loss. The only solution was to feign weakness and lure the enemy into attacking first. Liu Heita suddenly pointed to the right and said, "Young Marshal, look!" Everyone looked intently and saw a group of about three thousand Golden Wolf soldiers crossing the moat and heading towards the Young Marshal's camp. They finally lined up on the plain about half a mile from the moat. Fu Junzhuo, standing proudly with her sword in hand, narrowed her beautiful eyes, wrinkled her nose slightly, and coldly snorted, "Bi Xuan!" Among the armored generals at the head of the central formation, one was dressed in a simple hemp robe, completely out of place in the scene. It was none other than the "Martial Venerable" Bi Xuan, whom they hadn't seen for nearly two years. His gaze seemed to fill the heavens and earth as he calmly looked towards the wooden watchtower. Kou Zhong's tiger-like eyes flashed with lightning. He slapped the moon in the well and laughed loudly, "Everyone, come with me to take a look!" Five hundred of the Young Marshal's iron cavalry followed Kou Zhong like a whirlwind out of the camp and stopped two thousand paces away from the Golden Wolf army's formation. The soldiers on both sides were all fierce and brave, staring at each other without giving an inch. Kou Zhong stared at the composed Bi Xuan for a long while, then laughed loudly, "From despair comes rise, from defeat comes success. Two years have passed, and your cultivation has far surpassed what it once was—congratulations!" Several burly generals beside Bi Xuan showed anger, clearly interpreting Kou Zhong's words as mockery, but none dared to utter a word of rebuke. Bi Xuan, however, knew Kou Zhong meant no such thing. He smiled faintly and sighed leisurely, "Young Marshal's cultivation has also progressed so rapidly; I admire you." A flash of lightning appeared briefly in Kou Zhong's eyes, then vanished, and he feigned ignorance, asking, "May I ask what brings you here, Saint, after your emergence from seclusion?" Bi Xuan's gaze suddenly turned stern and profound, a chilling smile playing on his lips. -- Li Yuanji leaned back on his high seat, eyes closed, his brows furrowed. Even he exuded a unique majesty and domineering aura beneath his nine-dragon crimson imperial robes and imperial crown. The spacious imperial study was utterly silent. A few streaks of blood-red sunset sunlight streaming through the window, the dim yellow of the oil lamp, the large desk in the center, and the large bookcases filled with documents and books around it all created a scene of almost eerie stillness. Li Yuanji's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Everything he had done before was for the throne. Now that the throne was in his hands, satisfaction was followed by worry, though he hadn't yet felt a sense of emptiness, because the current situation of the Li Tang dynasty was far from optimistic, and could only be described as "fraught with crisis." Before dusk, he received the latest news from the front lines: Lie Feng had been killed in battle, Shen Luoyan had been severely wounded, and the two sides continued their stalemate outside Tongguan.

This news left Li Yuanji with mixed feelings. Lie Feng's severe injury to Shen Luoyan before his death not only weakened the covetous Jieli forces but also potentially affected the morale of the Luoyang army—a good thing indeed. However, this would also further destabilize the already unstable morale of the Tang army.

When Li Yuan learned of Li Shimin's death, he immediately died. This was precisely Li Yuanji's scheme: he would never allow a higher-ranking emperor above him. "

The Tang Dynasty will ultimately be destroyed in your hands; let's see how you face your ancestors in the underworld!"

Li Shimin's dying words still echoed in his ears.

Li Yuanji snorted coldly. His primary task now was to weather the winter and stabilize the morale of the people and the army in Chang'an.

Shen Luoyan's injury was definitely not light; she certainly wouldn't fully recover before next spring. Jieli had guaranteed that the alliance between the Eastern Turks and the Tang Dynasty would remain valid until the destruction of Yuan Yueze. Therefore, Li Yuanji's confidence soared.

Jieli had said he had already sent experts to deal with Yuan Yueze, who had ventured west beyond the Great Wall. Li Yuanji prayed that even if he couldn't kill him, he should at least wound him, leaving him without a front line, thus increasing the Tang army's chances of victory. As for whether Li Shentong and other imperial relatives would blame him after the world was at peace, Li Yuanji didn't care at all. The victor is king, the loser is villain; those born into imperial families understood this principle.

His mood suddenly brightened, as if he would soon rule the world, enjoying the worship of millions.

A series of hurried footsteps outside the door shattered his beautiful dream.

The newcomer was a eunuch. He walked with his head bowed, finally kneeling on the ground before the desk, his voice hoarse as he said, "Your Majesty, a fire broke out in the villa where Princess Changsun resided for some unknown reason. We did our best to put it out, but afterward, we found that the bodies of Princess Changsun and the others were charred..."

Upon hearing this, Li Yuanji suddenly opened his eyes, his sharp gaze shooting towards the eunuch. He then noticed that the man's hair and clothes were quite disheveled, and his hands were blackened, suggesting he wasn't lying. He angrily shouted, "Bastards! You couldn't even save a fire! What use are you to me?"

Before Li Shimin and his trusted generals were killed by Li Yuanji, their families had already fallen into Li Yuanji's hands. Only a few beautiful women survived, including Li Shimin's first wife, Princess Changsun. After Li Yuan's death, his most favored concubine, Consort Zhang, also became Li Yuanji's target. They were all "invited" to live in a secret compound outside the palace. To prevent them from committing suicide, Li Yuanji assigned many skilled guards to accompany them.

The palace has always been rife with debauchery, so it was not unusual for Li Yuanji to "take over" his father and brothers' women. But before he could even enjoy them, they died—how could this not infuriate him?

Listening carefully to the eunuch's trembling recounting of the fire, Li Yuanji sensed something amiss, and a chill he had never felt before rose in his heart.

There was another knock at the door. Li Yuanji calmed down and waved the eunuch away. Qiu Tianjue

, a trusted confidant of Li Jiancheng, entered and knelt down, saying in a deep voice, "Jieli personally led tens of thousands of Golden Wolf soldiers, bypassing our eyes and ears, and secretly traveled a thousand miles south, launching a fierce attack on Wugong City!"

Li Yuanji could no longer remain calm, abruptly standing up and exclaiming, "What?"

Before Bi Xuan could speak, a powerful and familiar voice rang out from the north, saying, "Young Marshal, would you mind ceding this battle to me?"

Every word was deafening, yet the tone was calm and gentle.

Bi Xuan's expression remained unchanged, but a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

Everyone's attention was drawn to it.

The sound of hooves grew louder as two fine horses, one black and one red, galloped side by side like a whirlwind.

Seated on the black horse was a tall and handsome man, none other than the long-absent Ba Feng Han. On the red horse was a beautiful foreign woman carrying a long sword, whose appearance, attire, figure, and skin were breathtakingly beautiful. It was Zong Xianghua, the head of the palace guards of the Sumo tribe. Her icy expression, tinged with a hint of resentment, tempted even those with ulterior motives to offer her some "comfort."

The thousand-step distance passed in an instant. When they were twenty paces in front of the young marshal's army, Ba Feng Han and his companion flew to Kou Zhong and the others.

They laughed heartily, their powerful hands clasped tightly.

Ba Feng Han briefly introduced them. Fu Junzhuo and the others had no time to ask why the two were there together. They heard Ba Feng Han point his halberd at Bi Xuan and shout, "Young marshal, you are the commander of the army! How could you, Bi Xuan, a mere brute who knows only martial arts, be a threat? Do you dare to fight me to the death!" Ba

Feng Han's bravery was already renowned throughout the Central Plains and beyond, and he was a loyal ally of Yuan Yueze and Kou Zhong. His shout immediately drew thunderous cheers from the young marshal's army.

Fu Junzhuo placed her jade-like hand on Kou Zhong's shoulder, who was itching and eager to try, and shook her head slightly. Kou Zhong immediately understood her meaning and awkwardly scratched his head.

Kou Zhong calmed down, entering a profound state of stillness and tranquility, completely grasping the situation on the battlefield, down to every corner. Bi Xuan's purpose in coming this time was definitely not just to humiliate him. There must be ambushes around. As long as Kou Zhong was suppressed even slightly, the main army would immediately move out. With this shift in power, Kou Zhong would probably have no chance to turn the tide.

Glancing at the dense forest about a mile to the southeast, a profound and unfathomable smile appeared on Kou Zhong's lips.

Ba Feng Han rode out of the formation, stopping after a hundred paces, his eyes fixed on Bi Xuan.

Bi Xuan laughed loudly, spurring his horse to meet Ba Feng Han, who was standing outside the formation. As his horse took a step, his electric claws suddenly shot into the air, a black light flashed behind him, and when he stopped, a black spear was already in his hand.

The Turkic warriors were thrilled by Bi Xuan's acceptance of the challenge, erupting in thunderous cheers. It was known that Ba Feng Han, Yuan Yueze, and Ren Jun were the "culprits" behind the crushing defeat of the Golden Wolf Army in the Battle of Longquan; this battle was a disgrace to Jieli and the Golden Wolf Army. If Bi Xuan could defeat Ba Feng Han, it would be a cause for celebration!

Bi Xuan, spear in hand, rode slowly forward, shaking his head and sighing, "I abandoned spears after the age of sixty, yet today I not only don armor but also wield this wolf spear with renewed vigor."

Ba Feng Han's eyes lit up, fixed on the approaching Bi Xuan.

The spear in Bi Xuan's hand was the "Agu Shihua," weighing ninety-nine jin, which Tunyu Valley had once mentioned. In his youth, Bi Xuan wielded it across the grasslands, invincible. At his debut, he was hailed as "no one could knock him off his horse." Two years later, having reached new heights, he relied heavily on this spear, demonstrating his unwavering determination not to stand idly by and watch his people perish.

The last rays of the setting sun disappeared below the horizon.

Both sides lit torches, instantly eclipsing the sparse stars and moon with their crimson flames. Suddenly, several generals descended from the front, each emitting a howl like a wolf, the sound spreading from the front lines to the rear. For a moment, the entire forest was filled with the howls of wolves, causing warhorses to buck and chilling all who heard them.

At Kou Zhong's signal, the young commander's iron cavalry fell silent, a stark contrast to the enemy.

Bi Xuan reined in his horse ten feet in front of Ba Feng Han, calmly meeting his gaze.

A chilling atmosphere filled the air.

"Clang!"

The Zhan Xuan sword was drawn, pointed at Bi Xuan, its sharp aura urging him onward. Ba Feng Han laughed loudly, "Bi Xuan, you can't let go of worldly affairs; how can you reach the pinnacle of martial arts? You're utterly unworthy of the title of Grandmaster!"

Bi Xuan's calm expression finally vanished.

As his cultivation deepened, how could he, having entered the Innate Realm, not understand the troubles of the world? But faced with the crisis of national annihilation, he had no choice.

Ba Feng Han's words stirred up his deepest resentment.

Ba Feng Han's voice rang out again, clearly reaching everyone's ears: "If I unfortunately die in battle, it's because I'm inferior in skill. Young Marshal, do not avenge me!"

Given his arrogance and conceit, these words already betrayed his fear. In a battle between masters, fear signifies defeat.

Bi Xuan's pupils contracted sharply.

The howls of wolves rose in the Turkic ranks, their power amplified as if witnessing Bi Xuan's victory.

Kou Zhong and the others were inwardly amazed: Ba Feng Han's apparent weakness was actually extremely clever, because a duel on the battlefield would greatly affect morale. Most importantly, if Bi Xuan were to die, the Golden Wolf Army outside Youzhou City would lose their minds, and everyone would go mad, wanting to wash away the humiliation brought by Bi Xuan's killing. Ba Feng Han's words forced Bi Xuan to admit that this battle was caused by personal grudges, and victory or defeat was a matter of personal choice. Therefore, whether Bi Xuan ultimately won or lost, lived or died, the impact on morale would not be as great as expected.

Bi Xuan had seen through his intentions. The Turkic warriors hadn't thought that far ahead.

Bi Xuan coldly snorted, "If Bi Xuan is defeated, it is of course because he is inferior in skill!"

The howls of wolves in the Turkic ranks clearly paused, then rose again.

Bi Xuan's expression quickly returned to calm and composure, devoid of any human emotions such as joy, resentment, sorrow, greed, fear, or madness. His eyes were as cold as a wolf staring at its prey, and suddenly his warhorse reared up and galloped away. The wolf spear pointed diagonally into the night sky, its howl instantly transforming into thunderous cheers and shouts, further amplifying its arrogant and domineering aura.

Despite the successful psychological warfare, Ba Feng Han felt no joy. For with Bi Xuan's movement, a wave of heat swept over him like a tidal wave. If the previous "Blazing Sun Technique" represented a vast, arid wasteland, then this "Blazing Sun Technique" represented the power of the sun! Its heat and energy were incomparable to a mere desert.

Ba Feng Han's hand gripping his sword remained resolute as he coldly demanded, "Please enlighten me!"

His warhorse's forehooves touched the ground, and Bi Xuan spurred it forward, sending the horse shooting like an arrow. The wolf spear spun rapidly through the air. With each rotation, the spear's power intensified. At the moment of direct confrontation with Ba Feng Han on horseback, the spear's force would reach its peak.

The spear's power stirred up the soft mud and fallen leaves on the grass. An invisible pressure, suffocating everyone, swept over them. Even the warriors on both sides, a thousand paces away, could feel the ferocity of the spear. One could only imagine the pressure on Ba Feng Han, who was at the heart of the attack.

The Turks shouted themselves hoarse, hoping Bi Xuan would defeat them with a single spear thrust.

Ba Feng Han smiled slightly.

After two years, he had finally overcome his most difficult "mental hurdle," thanks in large part to Yuan Yueze's guidance. His mind had entered a state of ethereal clarity, free from worldly concerns, his spiritual awareness extending from his body to the endless universe.

The shouts of the Turkic warriors seemed to come from another dimension.

With his legs clamped around the Taklamakan Desert, Ba Feng Han charged towards Bi Xuan.

Seven zhang, six zhang…

the wolf spear swirling above Bi Xuan, initially slow, gradually increased in speed, transforming into whirlwinds that pierced the air with a deafening whistling sound.

Those with keen eyesight, like Kou Zhong and Fu Junzhuo, could see that Bi Xuan was timing his thrust based on the approaching speed of the two riders, aiming to unleash a spear strike with maximum force.

Five zhang, four zhang…

Ba Feng Han's posture remained unchanged, creating a stark contrast between his movements and Bi Xuan's increasingly rapid actions.

Two zhang. With

a roar, Bi Xuan dispelled the myriad spear shadows, transforming them into a single spear brimming with power, piercing straight at his chest.

This spear strike was truly the culmination of Bi Xuan's life's work; its speed, angle, and momentum were all incomparably fierce. Moreover, it concealed its skill within its apparent simplicity, seemingly a straightforward spear strike, yet containing a myriad of variations within.

Even the heavens and earth seemed to change color upon seeing it.

Ba Feng Han, caught in the midst of the attack, felt as Bi Xuan's spear thrust forth, the true fire of the sun that filled the heavens and earth and locked around him suddenly vanish, replaced by a vague, unsettling emptiness that made his blood and qi restless.

His true qi was now highly concentrated at the spear tip.

With a long howl, Ba Feng Han's Zhan Xuan sword seemed to sink downwards, then suddenly pointed upwards. Man and horse became one, man and sword moving in perfect harmony, tracing an arc of divine grace, like flowing water, shooting towards Bi Xuan like a powerful arrow released from a bow, filled with an unyielding will.

"Clang!"

The Zhan Xuan sword struck the tip of Agushiwaya's spear without any fancy moves.

Spear and sword clashed, air currents surged, sparks flew, and a deafening roar resounded. The sound waves shot into the eardrums of everyone around, making hearts pound and minds race.

The figures merged and separated in an instant, both flying back more than ten feet before regaining their footing.

Bi Xuan stood proudly, a strange crimson flashing across his face. About five feet in front of him lay a pile of mangled flesh, the remains of his mount, which had died tragically because Bi Xuan had failed to fully neutralize Ba Feng Han's sword energy.

Ba Feng Han

spat out a mouthful of blood, swaying several times before regaining his balance. Taklamakan knelt on all fours, trembling uncontrollably, only spared from harm because of his desperate protection.

Kou Zhong, who had been carefully observing the movements of the ambushing troops, suddenly raised his arm, and the young commander's iron cavalry roared with cheers. The Turks, naturally unwilling to be outdone, also erupted in cheers, but far less intense and confident than before, because everyone could see that Bi Xuan and Ba Feng Han had both been injured in the previous clash. This greatly affected the confidence of the Turkic warriors who had initially hoped for an easy victory from Bi Xuan.

Bi Xuan, however, knew he had lost. He had lived for nearly a hundred years, while Ba Feng Han was not yet thirty. It is known that a person's cultivation slows down with age. Although the situation was currently evenly matched, given time, he would definitely not be Ba Feng Han's match.

After two years of secluded cultivation, he finally understood that Yuan Yueze had planted the seed of defeat in his heart. For someone of his level, cultivating the spirit and mind was more important. Yet, he had spent the past two years painstakingly cultivating internal energy, sacrificing the greater good for the lesser.

The ability to rise from despair and succeed from defeat lies in the mind, not in strength.

Ba Feng Han secretly breathed a sigh of relief; if it weren't for Yuan Yueze's cleansing and tempering of his body, and his diligent study of those profound mental cultivation techniques, he would surely have died on the spot today. At this moment, the scorching true energy that Bi Xuan had injected into his body had not been completely dissipated, and the burning sensation within him was extraordinary. This showed just how astonishingly powerful Bi Xuan's internal energy cultivation had become over the past two years.

The shouts and cheers gradually subsided, and the world fell silent; time seemed to have stopped its relentless flow.

After staring at Ba Feng Han for a long time, Bi Xuan said softly, "Tell me, you are also from beyond the Great Wall, why do you trust Yuan Yueze so much?"

Ba Feng Han's eyes, flashing with an unusual light, fixed on Bi Xuan, and he laughed loudly, "Whether Brother Yuan is loyal or treacherous, history will judge. Ba Feng Han not only admires his sincerity, but also his ambition!"

Bi Xuan said coldly, "Ambition?"

Ba Feng Han nodded, "Brother Yuan insists on killing everyone, but he won't allow ambitious people to appear, like Jieli."

Bi Xuan said disdainfully, "What is he? He thinks of his own people, that's ambition, but we think of our own people, and we become ambitious people?"

Fu Junzhuo's delicate snort, full of murderous intent, came.

Ba Feng Han immediately raised his left arm, calmly saying, "Military affairs are an extreme form of politics, a bloody form of politics. Once force is used, the only solution is survival. This applies to nations as well as individuals; hence, the strong rule. Different positions naturally lead to different views and opinions. If Martial Venerable still wishes to fight, I will accompany you to the end."

Bi Xuan showed a thoughtful expression.

Kou Zhong's voice came from behind, "Jie Li has been used by the person impersonating the Great Ming Saint Venerable, yet the Saint ignores it. It's clear your heart is still in the mortal world, far abandoned by True Person Ning!"

His words were blunt, and Bi Xuan was taken aback, his eyes shining brightly as he stared intently at Kou Zhong. After several changes in expression, he said, "What Great Ming Saint Venerable? I know nothing of him. Could it be that Brother Ning no longer cares about worldly affairs?"

Only then did Kou Zhong and the others realize that Bi Xuan was completely unaware of Liu Yu's collusion with Jie Li. Fu Junzhuo's voice came, saying, "Master Ning gained a lot after his battle with Sister Yuyan, and he also witnessed the battle between the Evil King and Wan'er. He has now retreated to the deep mountains with the Four Great Holy Monks, and no one knows where they went."

The Evil King has attained the Great Dao, and Ning Daoqi and the Four Great Holy Monks are not far behind. Bi Xuan was stunned upon hearing this, and then a look of shame appeared on his face.

Ba Feng Han said softly, "The past is an unnecessary burden. Martial Venerable is a man of great wisdom; can he still not let go of those glories and wars?"

Seeing Bi Xuan's obvious weakness, the Turkic warriors were anxious but dared not utter a curse, only staring intently at their enemy with murderous intent.

Bi Xuan looked up at the moon, his eyes shooting out a deep, unfathomable light, and murmured, "Our era has passed?"

When he said the last word, his voice was so soft it was almost inaudible, lingering endlessly.

Liu Heita said thoughtfully, "The alternation of old and new is merely a facade and a necessity of natural development. Can't the human spirit continue?"

Kou Zhong and the others used both soft and hard tactics, ultimately only out of respect for Bi Xuan as martial artists. Moreover, they currently held a significant advantage; even if Bi Xuan refused to back down, it would be difficult to save Jieli from defeat.

It's always best to leave some room for maneuver.

Bi Xuan suddenly threw away his wolf spear, leaped into the air, and said, "I will personally verify with the Great Khan whether your words are true. If so, I will no longer concern myself with worldly affairs and will devote myself to the Dao; if you utter even the slightest falsehood, I will certainly come again to seek your guidance!"

With a long laugh, his imposing figure disappeared into the vast night sky.

The Turkic army was unusually quiet.

Ba Feng Han and the recovered Taklamakan returned to the Young Marshal's side.

A Turkic horn suddenly sounded, and the distant sound of hooves shook the earth.

"Clang!"

Jing Zhongyue was drawn.

Kou Zhong laughed loudly, raised his sword and shouted, "Brothers, retreat!"

Yuan Yueze had stayed in Wushuang Kingdom for more than three months, wholeheartedly preparing for the final battle.

Shang Xiufang did not leave, because Yuan Yueze would never allow anyone to use the people around him to blackmail him again. Shang Xiufang was not lonely, having seen that her mother had not passed away and with the extraordinary woman Shi Qingxuan by her side.

After the New Year, Shan Meixian, accompanied by the Black King, led a large group of women to the Peerless Kingdom.

Yuan Yueze was immediately bewildered, and even Mingyue was dumbfounded.

Those who could come, like Dugu Feng and Bai Qing'er, and those who couldn't, like Shen Luoyan and Wanwan, were all there. Even Zhang Chuchen, Sha Zhijing, and Zong Xianghua were present. The group of dozens of women made quite a spectacle, truly a beautiful sight in the desert.

Mingyue frowned and glanced at the bewildered Yuan Yueze before inviting the women into the main hall.

The room was noisy and crowded. Shen Luoyan gave Yuan Yueze a flirtatious wink, which he immediately understood, but didn't ask any further questions.

After lunch, Mingyue instructed Shang Xiufang to take the newly arrived women out for a stroll, while she went to her boudoir with her longtime friend Shan Meixian to catch up, leaving only Shen Luoyan and Wanwan to keep Yuan Yueze company.

Yuan Yueze, after indulging in kisses and caresses, finally released the two women. Their suppressed passion nearly erupted. Fortunately, both were intelligent women, and after calming themselves down, they began reporting the situation in the Central Plains to Yuan Yueze.

That day, Shen Luoyan, citing her severe injuries from the battle with Lie Feng and the fact that the Luoyang army couldn't be without a leader, relinquished her position as city lord, causing an uproar. The people were mostly worried about Shen Luoyan's health, not the leader of the Luoyang army. Shen Luoyan, along with Xu Xingzhi, Yang Gongqing, and others, staged a performance, citing Song Shidao's outstanding military achievements and youthful potential as reasons for relinquishing the city lord position to him. Shen Luoyan then retreated to the background to "recover from her injuries."

That same day, after Bi Xuan left, Kou Zhong used a feint to lure the enemy deep into their territory, then launched a counterattack, relentlessly pursuing and inflicting heavy losses on the Golden Wolf Army. Bi Xuan never appeared again after that. Two months later, the Jinlang Army was finally annihilated. Li Shentong and Li Yi, who had been defending Youzhou, surrendered, along with the opportunist Gao Kaidao. Song Shidao's forces advanced rapidly, and together with the young commander's army, they completely controlled most of Hebei and Shanxi. Zong Xianghua had come to the Central Plains with Ba Feng Han to deliver a message to Tuli; both sides planned to meet in Tongwan City in the spring to capture the Eastern Turkic Khanate.

In Guanzhong, Li Yuanji, with only 40,000 troops, was no match for the Jinlang Army, which had been ambushed before winter. Although he managed to hold the fortified Chang'an, internal discontent grew, and morale plummeted, forcing him to submit to Tuli. The Jinlang Army entered Chang'an and began burning, killing, and looting, causing the city's inhabitants to flee.

In the Yangtze River basin, Song Zhi and Song Lu had issued an ultimatum to Xiao Xian and Zhu Can, declaring that a decisive battle would erupt in the spring. The Song family army in Chengdu was also preparing to march north to capture Hanzhong.

The situation was excellent.

Thinking of the fratricide and downfall of the Li Tang dynasty, Yuan Yueze sighed, unsure how to tell Li Xiuning that she had the right to know these things. Reflecting on the tragic scene in Chang'an, his hatred for Jieli surged.

Shen Luoyan nestled comfortably in his arms, as if understanding his thoughts, and consoled him, "The day I heard Li Shimin retreat, I knew things weren't simple, so I immediately sent a message to Sister Meixian, intending to rescue Li Shimin and let him live as a commoner. But it was too late. I could only rescue the princesses, imperial concubines, and Ji Qian, who were specially kept by Li Yuanji to be violated. Hu Xiaoxian, alas! Her fate was much more tragic. The Turks occupied Chang'an, looting and plundering, emptying Hu Fu's property, and then they coveted Hu Xiaoxian. Hu Fu, utterly despondent, desperately protected Hu Xiaoxian as they escaped. She and Ji Qian were both in a bad mood, so they stayed in Luoyang."

Yuan Yueze remembered the necklace Hu Xiaoxian had given him, and a murderous glint flashed in his eyes. At the same time, knowing she was thinking of Li Xiuning, he was immediately filled with gratitude.

After another passionate kiss, Shen Luoyan, panting, laughed and said, "I really have to thank Lie Feng. Xingzhi was still worrying day and night about the power transition, but who knew it would be resolved so easily."

Wanwan held down Yuan Yueze's strange hand and scolded, "Let's see how you handle so many women!"

Shen Luoyan remembered that Wanwan would shout "I'll drain you dry" every time she reached the peak of inspiration, and laughed out loud, teasing, "Wan'er probably won't be able to drain him dry in her entire life!"

Wanwan's face turned red, and she glared at Shen Luoyan.

Yuan Yueze smiled bitterly, "Now it's finally all right. Only Liu Yu is left in the Great Ming Sect. With him dead, everything is settled. We can finally go back to our carefree lives!"

Shen Luoyan said, "Wan'er, count quickly, how many sisters do we have?"

Wanwan, like a little girl, held up her cute fingers and pointed, "Besides the thirty-four people who came this time, there's also Zheng Dangjia, Lian Chang, the three elders of the Holy Gate, Fan Caiqi, Shi Feixuan, Fan Qinghui..." Then she reached out her

little hand to pinch his handsome face and pouted, "Aunt Mingyue, you won't let me off the hook either! More than forty!"

This isn't a stallion, it's a stud!

Yuan Yueze covered his head and cried out, "Spare me! Fortunately, it's finally coming to an end! I'm free, and someone else is free too!" Shen Luoyan asked curiously

, "Who is that person?"

Yuan Yueze said hatefully, "It's that bastard who manipulated my fate!"

Suddenly, a long laugh came from outside the door, saying, "Who dares to manipulate the fate of my son-in-law?"

The door opened, and walking in was none other than Yun Shuai, who had been missing for two years. A weary-looking Zhu Yuyan followed beside him.

Wanwan cheered and jumped into Zhu Yuyan's arms.

Father and daughter were of one mind; Lianrou rushed over immediately, crying uncontrollably.

After everyone sat down, they shared their experiences from the past few days.

Yun Shuai was tasked with tracking down Liu Yu's whereabouts, but the pursuit took him all the way to Persia and Europe. It wasn't until over a year later that he realized he'd been tricked: the most dangerous place was the safest; how could Liu Yu be so foolish as to only care about fleeing? Returning to the Western Regions, Yun Shuai continued to gather information about Liu Yu while simultaneously confronting Tong Yabghu. Although Tong Yabghu was ambitious and always ready to invade eastward, he wasn't without reason and understood Yun Shuai's intentions. Because the Luoyang army, the Young Marshal's army, and the Song family army were advancing rapidly, even if Jieli occupied Chang'an, his chances of winning were slim due to his lack of popular support. A defeat would surely bring disaster to his people. After some time pondering, Tong Yabghu still couldn't make a decision. Yun Shuai didn't press him; as long as he didn't choose to send troops, the Western Turks wouldn't be harmed. Hearing that Yuan Yueze would soon be fighting Liu Yu, he was naturally overjoyed. If Liu Yu died, neither Jieli nor Tong Yabghu would have any support.

For days, Zhu Yuyan had been running around searching for the missing Marshal Yun. Today, she happened to run into Marshal Yun, who was preparing to march east into the Central Plains.

Lian Rou, like a little girl, pulled Marshal Yun out for a stroll, while Yuan Yueze's lecherous hands began to reach towards Zhu Yuyan and her disciple.

Zhu Yuyan was greatly embarrassed and hurriedly grabbed his groping hand, whispering, "I've 'sent out' news of your battle with Liu Yu. There will be some unexpected spectators!"

Yuan Yueze's heart stirred, and he chuckled, "No wonder you're in such low spirits. Let me offer myself to heal you, Empress Zhu."

After saying that, he released her, took the arm of the eager Shen Luoyan and Wanwan, and got up to walk towards the inner hall.

Zhu Yuyan's cheeks flushed red with embarrassment, and a captivating allure flashed in her beautiful eyes. She wanted to turn and leave, but her legs seemed rooted to the spot, and finally, she stomped her foot and followed.

Yuan Yueze led Wanwan and Shen Luoyan into the back bedroom. The two women hadn't had marital relations with him for months, and being quite open-minded, their clothes were completely removed with Yuan Yueze's help as soon as they sat on the bed.

Yuan Yueze lay back on the bed, carefully admiring the alluring bodies of his two beautiful wives.

The bedroom was spacious, with several beams of bright light streaming in through the windows. Wanwan's voluptuous and rounded body, developed to an unparalleled maturity, was fully revealed in the light; her skin was translucent and brimming with youthful passion. Her exquisite, curvaceous figure was breathtaking: her full, rounded breasts, flawless and white, trembled with each breath, rising and falling. Her pink areolas were round and even, with two rosy nipples slightly engorged, half-soft and half-hard, their upward movement never ceasing, making her breasts and areolas even more alluring. Her long, slender legs were delicate and smooth, shapely and elastic, like ivory.

Beside her, Shen Luoyan's figure and beauty were no less than the Little Witch's: her figure was comparable to Wanwan's, tall and graceful. Her rounded, soft contours, her fair and beautiful neck, her straight and delicate nose, her long, arched eyebrows, her lips made even more alluring by her pearly white teeth, her flowing hair, and her clear, transparent eyes set in phoenix eyes—all contributed to her imposing and charismatic presence. Her two firm, jade-like breasts, even more alluring than Wanwan's, her slender waist, and her perfectly swaying, full hips further accentuated her feminine charm, revealing her not only as a stunning beauty capable of captivating a nation, but also as a proud and dignified heroine.

Wanwan was enchantingly beautiful, while Shen Luoyan was heroic and spirited.

The two women sat with their legs apart on either side of his shoulders. Looking up from below, their exquisite, voluptuous, and rounded snow-white bodies were endlessly captivating; even their full, high, firm, and slightly trembling breasts were enough to make it impossible to look away. Their posture of sitting with their legs apart was even more alluring: being completely naked, all coverings between their buttocks and thighs were gone, revealing their smooth, fleshy thighs and slightly bulging mons pubis, covered with neat, dense, dark, and glossy pubic hair—truly captivating and irresistible. Yuan Yueze's brain went blank for a moment, his blood surged, rushing to his lower body like a stampede of horses, his penis swelling to its limit. His grotesque hand could no longer resist, scooping up the two women's smooth, snowy buttocks along the soft sheets and playing with them.

Wanwan and Shen Luoyan noticed his movements and the change in his body, their breathing quickening simultaneously. Then, they reached out their delicate hands, grasping the purplish-black member in their warm, damp hands, a third of the tip still exposed.

They exchanged a glance, their beautiful, misty eyes flashing with shyness: Who would go first?

Wanwan felt incredibly comfortable from Yuan Yueze's kneading, her small hand on the upper part of the penis stroking it several times, glancing at the tightly closed entrance, panting, "Where...where is Master?"

Yuan Yueze's grotesque hand had already moved forward, teasing the fine, soft pubic hair on their soft mons pubis. Hearing this, he laughed and said, "Yu Yan has been having a wild time with me every night these past few days. She probably wants you two to release yourselves first. She'll be here soon."

Then, he groaned comfortably as the two women manipulated him and laughed, "I wonder if I would have the honor of being served by you two ladies?"

The two women nodded simultaneously. The little witch gripped her spear with both hands; Shen Luoyan moved to the top, leaning forward, her snowy buttocks raised high, offering her sweet and alluring mouth and tongue. From behind, this posture alone was enough to make one lose their soul. Unfortunately, Yuan Yueze didn't have that honor.

He passionately kissed the hardworking Shen Luoyan, his strange hands grasping her full breasts, kneading and pressing them; Wanwan knelt beneath him, her jade hands stroking him up and down a few times, her cherry lips parted wide, taking his gleaming head into her small mouth, her nimble tongue licking the glans, swirling around the edges of the head, while her small hands continued stroking him up and down, using her other hand to grasp and caress his scrotum and perineum.

Yuan Yueze groaned with pleasure, his feelings for the two women exceptionally deep, having finally come together after a long period of preparation and interaction. Now that peace was about to arrive, he would finally no longer have to waste time on mundane things, hence his extraordinary excitement. His long spear, gripped tightly by Wanwan's warm mouth and teased by her tender tongue, began to move up and down, while his large hand slid towards Shen Luoyan's smooth, flat abdomen, without an ounce of excess fat.

Wanwan quickened her pace, saliva dripping down the veins on the gun. Shen Luoyan moaned passionately, her hips swaying, her upper body leaning forward, her full breasts hitting Yuan Yueze's face. She then reached out to support them, shoving the swollen, engorged nipples into his mouth. This also made it easier for Yuan Yueze's large hand to reach her secret garden. Her

clitoris and labia were already incredibly slippery from being played with, and Yuan Yueze's fingers roamed freely in that overflowing garden, his tongue nimbly swirling around Shen Luoyan's nipples, occasionally nibbling them with his teeth. Seeing the two of them enjoying themselves, Wanwan turned her snow-white buttocks towards Yuan Yueze's head, freeing one hand to grab his large hand that was holding Shen Luoyan's other breast, guiding it to the opening of her honeypot.

The three of them breathed and moaned, their voices rising and falling in sync.

Yuan Yueze, teased by the little witch's superb oral skills, and without consciously controlling his ejaculation, quickly trembled and ejaculated his hot semen into her mouth.

Wanwan sucked hard, swallowing some of the semen. After Yuan Yueze finished, she raised her head, puffed out her cheeks, and leaned close to Shen Luoyan, who was passionately kissing Yuan Yueze. On the still slowly twitching manhood, apart from her saliva, there wasn't a drop of impurity. Shen Luoyan's

starry eyes were half-open; understanding her intention, she immediately released Yuan Yueze's mouth and kissed Wanwan's small mouth.

Wanwan transferred half of her semen to Shen Luoyan, and the two women swallowed it together.

After swallowing the semen, their tongues continued to entwine, stimulating Yuan Yueze's semi-erect manhood to become engorged and erect again. He forcefully separated the two women, pressing Wanwan down and placing his large hand on her lower abdomen. He said to Shen Luoyan, "Luoyan, please bear with it. Let's all serve Wan'er together!"

Shen Luoyan smiled seductively and nodded, her fragrant lips

meeting Wanwan's adorable, wanton expression, as she said, "Who's afraid of you?" Her jade-like hand grasped Wanwan's full breasts, her fingertips teasing the two bright red nipples. Wanwan grabbed back. The two women stimulated each other, moaning softly.

Yuan Yueze, lying between Wanwan's jade-like thighs, exerted a slight force, causing Wanwan's snowy buttocks to rise high. The little witch's engorged clitoris was already halfway erect outside the foreskin. After Yuan Yueze rubbed it with his thumb, the entire pink and transparent clitoris was fully exposed. Yuan Yueze's rough tongue moved closer, licking and squeezing it, while at the same time he brought his middle and ring fingers together and probed along the little witch's muddy flower path, his fingertips rubbing against the protruding fleshy walls above the flower path.

That was an extremely sensitive area for women, and Wanwan almost couldn't control herself from ejaculating. Even so, waves of long-lost, intense pleasure shot through her beautiful body from various sensitive areas. She was almost going crazy, wildly twisting her waist and swaying her hips, responding to Yuan Yueze's stimulation, and forcefully grasping Shen Luoyan's jade breasts.

"Ah!"

The little witch, unable to withstand the combined assault of the two, arched her slender waist, letting out a high-pitched moan. A torrent of lustful fluid gathered from the depths of her honeypot, gushing forth violently. "Smack!"

It struck Yuan Yueze's face.

Yuan Yueze pulled Shen Luoyan closer, and she obediently kissed away Wanwan's fluids. Then, Yuan Yueze pushed her down, stimulating her in the same way.

The little witch gasped for breath, and after regaining some strength, immediately got up to help Yuan Yueze tease Shen Luoyan. Consumed by lust, Shen Luoyan couldn't suppress it any longer. Under the combined assault of the two, she climaxed in moments, just like Wanwan.

Yuan Yueze leaned down, gently kissing the rapidly breathing, convulsing Shen Luoyan.

At the same time, lying on her back on the bed, she said, "Please welcome Your Majesty!"

Wanwan rolled her eyes at her charming gaze, immediately straddled his lower abdomen with her legs, her jade hands holding his throbbing spear, aimed at his wet and glistening vulva, and sat down in one breath, making a "sizzle!"

sound.

The familiar swelling and fullness flowed through her limbs, and Wanwan let out a satisfied moan, her tender flesh biting hard at the tip of his spear.

Yuan Yueze kissed Shen Luoyan, who was still not recovered from the afterglow of her orgasm, while Wanwan began to press on his lower abdomen, her snowy buttocks moving up and down, her flesh walls and vulva flexibly massaging and sucking at his spear.

Shen Luoyan regained some strength, and Yuan Yueze grasped her smooth, slender waist, lifted her onto his head, and his big mouth began to "attack" her little garden, which was covered in wetness. Shen Luoyan sat softly on Yuan Yueze's head, moaning at the same time as Wanwan.

Wanwan's jade-like hand hooked around Shen Luoyan's fragrant shoulder, and the two women leaned forward simultaneously, their lips locked in a passionate kiss. With Wanwan's rising and falling movements, the two women's breasts swayed back and forth, colliding and making a "slap slap!"

sound, further stimulating their frenzied kiss.

Wanwan's technique was skillful; each time she thrust her snowy buttocks, she almost reached the highest point, enveloping half of his penis in her honeypot, then forcefully sat down, plunging it fully in, rising and falling.

The two women above were drenched in fragrant sweat, moaning continuously, the faint blush on their bodies beginning to merge into a vibrant red.

Yuan Yueze was not idle either; his tongue delved deep, stimulating Shen Luoyan's wet flower path, while his lower body began to thrust. The scalding, hard, iron-like object moved with the agility of a snake: sometimes swift and domineering, striking like a violent storm, leaving the little witch breathless with pleasure, the onslaught like a whirlwind sweeping away fallen leaves; at other times gentle and tender, like a soft breeze and drizzle, the tingling sensation spreading like mercury to every nerve in her body, she was drowning in a sea of desire, the long spear a lifeline she clung to, a straw about to slip away, she gripped it tightly, thrusting her snowy buttocks up and down to meet it, each frenzied impact sending shivers down her body.

In an instant, her juices splattered, mingling with moans and gasps, turning the bedroom into an ocean of desire.

After nearly half an hour, the little witch climaxed again, letting out a cry, releasing Shen Luoyan's mouth, tilting her head back, arching her slender waist forward, and forcefully sitting down. The beautiful, tender flower suddenly opened, directly engulfing Yuan Yueze's penis tip, contracting and squeezing at its sharp edges.

Large gushes of slippery vaginal fluid gushed from her womb, washing over the tip of his penis. Yuan Yueze was so stimulated that his pores opened wide. With a roar, he sprayed his semen onto the little witch's uterine wall again. Wanwan cried out in pain from the heat, her body convulsing as if in a spasm, reaching another peak of pleasure.

Killing a thousand enemies, but losing eight hundred of her own. While the little witch's flower gave Yuan Yueze unparalleled stimulation and pleasure, she herself was ground numb, too frightened to resist him any longer. Using the last bit of reason and strength, she softly raised her glistening, white buttocks, sliding weakly to one side.

Yuan Yueze chuckled strangely, rising and turning Shen Luoyan into a kneeling position, his long spear relentlessly thrusting into the deepest part of her honeypot.

Shen Luoyan supported herself with her hands, her clitoris being pounded, and already weakened by his tongue's stimulation, she could no longer hold on. With a soft moan, she went limp, her head pressed against the sheets, her snowy buttocks raised high, facing Yuan Yueze.

Yuan Yueze immediately began thrusting in and out at top speed.

From this angle, Shen Luoyan's plump buttocks, slick with her juices, glistened; amidst the sparse pubic hair was her tightly closed anus; with his forceful penetration, the delicate petals gently squeezing and massaging his shaft were pushed into her vaginal opening, and when he abruptly withdrew his penis, large amounts of clear vaginal fluid and tender red clitoris were also brought out, repeatedly.

Shen Luoyan cried out ecstatically, her jade hands grabbing the little witch's sweaty and flushed breasts, kneading them forcefully. The little witch calmed down a bit and launched a counterattack against Shen Luoyan.

Zhu Yuyan remained outside the door, just as Yuan Yueze had said, wanting the two women inside, long deprived of affection, to have some fun. But inside, Yuan Yueze's heavy, rapid breathing, the two women's wild, wanton cries, the continuous, rhythmic sounds of their bodies colliding, and the loud, piercing sounds of their intercourse blended into a seductive symphony of desire, constantly reaching Zhu Yuyan's ears. Her heart raced, her breathing quickened, and before she knew it, her body went limp, and she leaned weakly against the doorway.

Over the years, many things had happened, and under the encouragement and influence of Yuan Yueze and others, she had gradually opened up. Things like initially enjoying pleasure with her apprentice, and then the three generations of pleasure at Longquan—things she would have absolutely despised in the past. But in the face of her husband and sisters' love, she gradually changed, opening her heart. Although her body had long since been reborn, her heart had only truly been reborn at Longquan.

In fact, every time she had intercourse with Yuan Yueze, she felt a strange, indescribable sense of lewdness and wantonness. By age, she was Yuan Yueze's grandmother, and she always felt that she was using her body to seduce him into an erection, then taking his hard, hot penis into her honeypot, letting his strong body lead her to the peak of desire time and time again. Each time Yuan Yueze thrust into her alluring honeypot, she would unconsciously raise her full body, skillfully welcoming each of his thrusts. She had even learned to hint to him how to do it better, how to make her feel more comfortable and satisfied.

This thrilling pleasure of breaking taboos intoxicated her.

The lewd sounds in the room grew louder again. Her slender, crystal-clear hand, seemingly drawn by some unknown force, came to her chest, and through the thin veil, she gently stroked her trembling nipple. A tingling sensation shot from her nipple to her head. The pleasurable feeling made her unable to stop, her slender fingers frequently touching her swollen nipple.

Soon, her engorged nipples grew even larger and harder, protruding more prominently. Her slender fingers began to pinch and twist her nipples. The heat surging within her intensified, her cheeks flushed with desire, her pearly teeth gently biting her slightly parted red lips, and fragrant scents wafting from her nostrils.

Zhu Yuyan suddenly let out a soft "Ah!"

Clearly, even with her cultivation level, she had regained some rationality under such intense desire. Seeing her already rosy cheeks burning even hotter from her uncontrollable "behavior," almost to the point of bleeding, she inwardly cursed herself for being lewd.

As she regained consciousness, she felt a warm, wet sensation in her lower body, clear fluid slowly flowing from her alluring vulva. Suddenly, Yuan Yueze's usual advice flashed through her mind. She closed her hazy eyes, as if bewitched, and extended her slender fingers, stroking her petals through her gauze trousers, her fingers moving with varying pressure.

Listening to the sounds of her husband, disciple, and sisters making love, masturbating outside the door, this feeling filled her with shame and embarrassment, yet also with an indescribable excitement and stimulation, making her unable to stop.

A more intense pleasure, like an electric current, struck her brain, causing Zhu Yuyan to gasp for breath, her legs going weak, and she couldn't help but let out a suppressed moan.

Fortunately, there were no outsiders present; otherwise, if the Empress Yin, consumed by lust, were discovered by passersby, it would be incredibly embarrassing.

As her fingers moved faster, Zhu Yuyan leaned against the door, her long, slender legs gradually spreading apart. Her fingers slid inside her panties, beginning to tease and rub against her clitoris and labia. Her face grew increasingly red, revealing an expression of unbearable desire.

She pressed her index finger against her protruding clitoris and trembled it, while her middle and ring fingers caressed her labia. Then, she slowly inserted her two fingers together into her wet opening, digging and thrusting. But her fingers were not only far too small for Yuan Yueze's enormous member, but also too short to reach the deepest, most tingling spot of her vagina, let alone fill the emptiness there. The faster she moved, the more intense the emptiness within her became.

At the same time, Shen Luoyan and the Little Witch screamed hoarsely from inside the room. Zhu Yuyan quickly stopped. She knew the two women had reached their climax, and Yuan Yueze was probably about to come out and carry her into the room. If he saw her like this, wouldn't she be mortified?

Zhu Yuyan was flustered, staring at the glistening, clear liquid on her slender fingers. She didn't know how to wipe it off, and in her haste, she wiped it on her back.

Yuan Yueze pushed open the door and came out.

He was naked, his groin covered in the secretions of himself and the two women in the room, bouncing up and down, making Zhu Yuyan stare in disbelief.

Yuan Yueze used his internal energy to pull Zhu Yuyan towards him, her graceful figure tumbling in the air, incredibly alluring.

Her hot, delicate body finally landed in Yuan Yueze's arms.

Yuan Yueze paused slightly, then chuckled wickedly, "Yuyan couldn't hold back anymore!"

Zhu Yuyan knew that he had touched the fluid she had hastily wiped on her back, and that she had forgotten to clean the liquid that had soaked through her underpants. Of course, she couldn't escape his notice, and she became even more ashamed, burying her head directly in his chest, trembling like a frightened little bird. She was no longer the infamous female demon or grandmaster she once was!

Yuan Yueze came to the bedside and laid Zhu Yuyan down.

Zhu Yuyan stole a glance: Shen Luoyan was lying face down on the bed, her fair and delicate neck beautifully turned to one side. Wanwan lay on her side, her smooth, fleshy arms and legs limply draped over her. The two women's eyes were filled with spring, their bodies still heaving violently, their soft, long hair falling to the side of the bed, swaying gracefully with their movements, one could imagine the intensity of their "battle" just now. Not far away, there was a large wet stain on the bed sheet.

In a moment of distraction, Zhu Yuyan felt a chill on her chest, realizing that she had been stripped naked in an instant. Yuan Yueze was staring at her, swallowing hard.

Her alluring and aloof face, delicate and smooth skin, smooth and flawless abdomen, round and slender jade legs, round and perky buttocks, and full and firm breasts were all so captivating that even Wanwan and Shen Luoyan, who had regained some strength, exclaimed in admiration, demonstrating just how alluring Zhu Yuyan was.

Yuan Yueze pressed down on her soft, rounded shoulders and laughed at the other two women, "Come and serve the Empress Yin together!"

The two women giggled and pounced on her.

Zhu Yuyan was greatly embarrassed and quickly tried to stop them, but her voice turned into moans and groans.

It turned out that Yuan Yueze was using the same methods he used on the Little Demoness on Zhu Yuyan, his tongue and fingers working together, while the other two women attacked her panting cherry lips and full breasts.

Zhu Yuyan, already burning with desire, could not resist. She immediately lost herself beneath the three men, involuntarily moaning and writhing.

"Ah!"

Zhu Yuyan's head jerked back, breaking free from her disciple's entangled mouth. Her slender waist arched, and she let out a long moan. The pent-up desire finally erupted deep within her honeypot, her flower trembling as fluids gushed forth like a tidal wave.

After a violent spasm, she collapsed, panting heavily on the bed. She was drenched in fragrant sweat, her body radiating a captivating glow, her usually delicate and fair skin flushed red. Her half-closed eyes held a hint of bewilderment, a captivating sight of post-coital languor and weakness.

Yuan Yueze chuckled, his tongue licking Zhu Yuyan's body. The numb Zhu Yuyan twitched slightly, but not violently.

Then, Yuan Yueze placed the little devil on top of Shen Luoyan, the two women lying opposite each other, their jade legs spread wide.

Yuan Yueze knelt between their thighs, his long spear thrusting directly into Shen Luoyan's wet and slippery flesh, pumping in and out.

The two women rubbed their chests together, their lips involuntarily meeting in a kiss. Shen Luoyan was overwhelmed by pleasure, her face flushed with desire, and the little witch was also excited. With each thrust, Yuan Yueze's lower abdomen would slap against her thighs, her clitoris and labia being repeatedly struck, the tingling sensation intoxicating her.

After hundreds of thrusts, Yuan Yueze withdrew his spear and inserted it into the little witch's flower path.

Wanwan cried out and writhed.

Zhu Yuyan watched the debauchery of the three women before her, unsure of what to think.

Yuan Yueze pulled Zhu Yuyan up and placed her on the little witch's back, the three women piled on top of each other.

Zhu Yuyan cried out and scolded, "It will crush Luoyan and Wan'er! Ah!" The enormous

penises of Shen Luoyan and Wanwan, which had been drinking from her, were now pressed against her wet, slippery honeypot, thrusting all the way in, the hateful tip grinding against the tender flesh of her flower core.

Zhu Yuyan trembled from the overwhelming pleasure, too weak to speak.

In reality, with their abnormally powerful bodies, even a massive boulder wouldn't cause them any discomfort, let alone someone pressing down on them.

Yuan Yueze took turns thrusting into the three women's honeypots, while the three women, lost in their own worlds, caressed the man beneath them. Their upper bodies swayed back and forth from the impact, the friction from their breasts merging with the pleasure in their lower bodies. In this unprecedented position, the three women experienced wave after wave of orgasms, unconsciously writhing and yielding to pleasure.

After nearly an hour of this, Shen Luoyan finally reached climax with each thrust, rising and falling repeatedly.

They had all learned much of the essence of the "Charming Maiden Technique" from Bai Qing'er, and their control over their bodies was becoming increasingly adept. In her spasms, Shen Luoyan's flower opened wide, taking the tip of his penis into her mouth and squeezing it tightly. Yuan Yueze released his ejaculation, shooting his semen against her uterine wall, sending her into a series of orgasms. After ejaculating more than a dozen times, Yuan Yueze forcibly controlled his ejaculation, his massive member suddenly withdrawing from her soft flower and thrusting into the school witch's flower passage. Hot semen gushed out in bursts, and Yuan Yueze thrust wildly, more than a hundred times in the blink of an eye, sending the little witch to the peak of ecstasy. After grinding against her magical flower a few times, Yuan Yueze once again inserted into Zhu Yuyan's tender flesh, thrusting wildly, and Zhu Yuyan finally reached the peak of inspiration as well.

Yuan Yueze had just ejaculated, so the sensitivity of his penis was definitely not as good as before. He pressed tightly against Zhu Yuyan's tender flesh, enjoying the squeezing pleasure of the flesh walls and her flower. Zhu Yuyan was in tune with him, so she used all her skills to tease his penis, even opening her flower wide, sucking the entire tip inside. As a result, she was stimulated by pleasure and had another orgasm. The gushing of her vaginal fluids and the kneading and squeezing of her entire vulva finally caused Yuan Yueze to ejaculate again.

Yuan Yueze rolled over and got off. Zhu Yuyan lay on his chest, their lower bodies still connected, but the clitoris and the tip of his penis were separated slightly, because the feeling was too stimulating, and Zhu Yuyan was afraid that she would be too excited to breathe. The Little Witch and Shen Luoyan nestled and curled up in his arms on either side.

The four of them remained silent, embracing tightly, savoring the afterglow of their climax.

The three women, exhausted from their orgasms, soon fell into a deep sleep. Yuan Yueze then tucked them in and went alone to Li Xiuning's room.

Inside the neat and clean room, Li Xiuning leaned against a long leather chair, reading. Her hair was simply tied up, and she wore a narrow-sleeved pink top and a white long skirt, revealing her alluring curves. Her smooth, delicate feet were incredibly charming, and her languid beauty carried an innate nobility and elegance. A hint of melancholy and weariness clung to her beautiful face, only enhancing her captivating and pitiful allure.

Seeing Yuan Yueze enter, she tried to rise to greet him, but Yuan Yueze swiftly moved to her side and pressed her down.

He first lightly kissed her luscious red lips, then held her soft, warm body tightly. Yuan Yueze's gaze fell on the pair of colorful embroidered shoes with national flowers beside the bench, and a pang of sorrow rose in his heart.

He simply didn't know how to tell her about the fall of the Li Tang dynasty.

Li Xiuning, intelligent as ever, had already guessed his thoughts upon seeing him enter the room with a frown. She immediately pressed her slender fingers to his lips, her forehead against his chest, and whispered, "Don't say anything. Wasn't Li Xiuning already dead?"

Yuan Yueze lovingly stroked her smooth face, smiling bitterly, "Why didn't Xiuning go out to play?"

Li Xiuning calmly replied, "Even Qingxuan, who loves quiet, went out to fool around with them. Because we'll be retiring soon, she wanted to experience the charm of Wushuang Kingdom one last time."

Yuan Yueze noticed a wet patch on his chest, and helplessly stroked her back, softly saying, "Cry, it'll feel better."

Li Xiuning could no longer hold back, her arms tightly wrapped around his back, her shoulders beginning to convulse violently.

No matter how her father and brothers used her, the bonds and ties of blood could not be changed by heaven. Even someone as powerful as the "Evil King" Shi Zhixuan couldn't remain indifferent, let alone Li Xiuning?

This silent sobbing was far more desolate than wailing.

Yuan Yueze continuously channeled his inner energy into her body. After crying for an unknown amount of time, Li Xiuning finally straightened up and said softly, "I deserve to die, I've made my husband worry."

Yuan Yueze tenderly wiped away her tears with his sleeve, then gently pulled her into his arms, saying, "Our seclusion doesn't mean living a dull life in the mountains, but rather a life without any burdens, doing whatever we want, a life of unrestrained freedom. If we don't travel to all the famous mountains and rivers beyond the Central Plains, how can we live up to the word 'carefree'?"

Li Xiuning understood Yuan Yueze's feelings for her perfectly. A sweet feeling, completely opposite to her sorrow, welled up in her heart. She nodded gently and then fell asleep immediately.

A moment later, there was a knock at the door, and Shan Meixian and Mingyue walked in side by side.

For some reason, Mingyue's pale face was flushed with a faint blush, making her extremely alluring. Yuan Yueze, holding Li Xiuning, was momentarily stunned.

Shan Meixian glared at Yuan Yueze, while Mingyue awkwardly turned her head away.

Yuan Yueze chuckled and invited the two women to sit down.

Mingyue, clearly aware of the situation in the Central Plains, glanced at Li Xiuning with a hint of sympathy and sadness in her eyes.

Shan Meixian lovingly stroked Li Xiuning's hair, sighed, and said softly, "Mingyue has already discussed it with the elders of Wushuang Kingdom. After the Central Plains are restored, all their people will relocate there."

Yuan Yueze glanced at Mingyue, whose head was slightly lowered, then looked at Shan Meixian.

Shan Meixian immediately gave him a meaningful, seductive wink.

Yuan Yueze laughed strangely, sending chills down Mingyue's spine.

That night, Yuan Yueze drank and chatted with the women. However, Zhang Chuchen and Zong Xianghua, though fiery in nature, had a pitifully low alcohol tolerance. After a few drinks, they were already eight-tenths drunk and soon passed out.

Amidst the teasing smiles of the other women, Yuan Yueze escorted the two women back to their bedroom to rest.

In truth, both women had fallen for him. Zhang Chuchen's feelings had grown over time, while Zong Xianghua was moved by his act of saving Longquan and subsequently fell in love with him. Before she specifically came to deliver the message to Tuli, Ke Subie and Ge Yuan, who already knew her thoughts, had encouraged her to pursue her own happiness. Zong Xianghua ultimately decided to seek out Yuan Yueze, with whom she had a past ambiguous relationship.

Yuan Yueze placed the two women on the bed, fetched hot water, stripped them down to their undergarments, carefully wiped their bodies, covered them with blankets, and prepared to pour water and leave.

Zhang Chuchen's voice rang out coldly, "You think you can just walk away after seeing someone's body?"

Yuan Yueze, who was carrying a basin, immediately stopped, turned around and glanced at Zhang Chuchen, who didn't seem drunk, was sitting upright in her outer robe, and had a tense, pretty face. He shook his head and chuckled, "I'm certainly not a good person, but I haven't stooped that low."

He then took a few steps back, put down the basin, and came to her, saying with a half-smile, "Besides, didn't Miss Zhang already pledge her heart to me?"

Zhang Chuchen curled her lip and said, "I admit you, Young Master Yuan, are charming, but you're too arrogant."

Yuan Yueze sat down on the edge of the bed, glanced at the sleeping Zong Xianghua, a strange look flashing across his face, and spread his hands, saying, "Alright, then tell me, how do you want me to compensate you?"

"Pfft!"

Zong Xianghua could no longer pretend and burst out laughing. She sat up without a care, exposing her alluring curves to Yuan Yueze. Leaning on Zhang Chuchen's shoulder, she giggled, "Your hypocrisy isn't a good thing!"

Yuan Yueze had already seen all the secrets of the two women's bodies, but he was still momentarily captivated by the trembling, barely concealed breasts before him, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

Zong Xianghua didn't mind being feasted on. Zhang Chuchen's reproachful voice brought Yuan Yueze back to his senses. She said, "Look at his lecherous look! I just don't like it!"

Yuan Yueze laughed heartily, pulling Zong Xianghua close and embracing her beautiful body. He asked curiously, "The love of beauty is human nature. Besides, I only look at my wife with lust. What does it have to do with others?"

As he spoke, he looked probingly at Zong Xianghua, whose body was mostly exposed, leaning against him.

Zong Xianghua nodded, her face slightly flushed, secretly delighted, for Yuan Yueze's words were tantamount to a confession.

In terms of boldness and openness, how could Zhang Chuchen compare to Zong Xianghua, born in the borderlands? But she still snorted coldly, unsure how to respond.

Yuan Yueze embraced the increasingly aroused Zong Xianghua's alluring body, saying, "Please step aside, Miss Zhang. I must share a room with your wife!"

Zong Xianghua let out a soft moan, burying her face in his arms, her body burning hot.

Zhang Chuchen was stunned, then angrily said, "This is my room, why didn't you leave?"

Yuan Yueze scratched his head, helpless against her unreasonable behavior, and could only lower his head to Zong Xianghua and say, "Then how about we put on a good show for Miss Zhang?"

Zong Xianghua boldly raised her head and said with a coquettish smile, "The people of Sumo have always been open-minded, I'm fine with it!"

Seeing Yuan Yueze's big mouth coming towards her, she immediately pushed him away and said reproachfully, "Actually, Sister Zhang doesn't dislike you, she's just stubborn but soft-hearted!"

Yuan Yueze glanced at the sulking Zhang Chuchen and laughed, "I think jealousy is the real problem!"

Zhang Chuchen's pretty face was filled with anger, but she couldn't say a word, because she had indeed been hit where it hurt by the two of them.

Yuan Yueze said again, annoyed, "Weren't you drunk?"

Zong Xianghua said, "The road from the banquet hall to our room is so long, the wind woke us up long ago!"

As she spoke, her eyes were full of affection, clearly moved that Yuan Yueze hadn't taken advantage of them when he cleaned them up.

Yuan Yueze's expression shifted to one of sudden realization, followed by a wicked grin. With his keen intuition, seeing Zong Xianghua's delicate, flushed face and her constantly shifting body, he knew perfectly well she was aroused. He completely ignored Zhang Chuchen, kissing Zong Xianghua's earlobes and neck without hesitation. His hands, too, were busy, skillfully and quickly unbuttoning her undergarments. When he saw her beautiful, alabaster-like upper body, he gasped in amazement.

Her flawless, fair skin was delicate and supple. Her two high, firm breasts trembled slightly, perfectly proportioned, with two alluring pink areolas at their peaks. At the very center were two slightly protruding nipples, and in the very center, a deep cleavage exuded a faint fragrance.

Zong Xianghua, passionate and unrestrained, boldly straightened her body, allowing her beloved man to feast his eyes on her most beautiful and proud side. However, she was still somewhat shy, which could be seen from her slightly rapid breathing.

Zhang Chuchen stared dumbfounded at the bold and open woman from the borderlands before her, her heart inexplicably pounding. She wanted to get up and leave, yet she also wanted to continue watching; the feeling was extremely contradictory, and even she herself couldn't understand it.

Yuan Yueze's hands roamed all over her body, his large hand reaching around Zong Xianghua's smooth pink back, slipping under her armpit, and pressing against her right round breast. It was smooth and elastic to the touch, with an indescribably wonderful feel. Then, his large mouth naturally kissed Zong Xianghua's slightly tilted back, delicate lips, guiding her inexperienced little lip to intertwine. At the same time, his right hand pressed against her left breast, both of his strange hands kneading and squeezing it, his thumb and forefinger occasionally kneading the two rosy, pearl-like nipples at the very top of the jade peak.

Her breasts, never before touched, were now being violated. Zong Xianghua felt two electric currents surge through her body, a tingling, sour, and itchy sensation that made her moan involuntarily. She leaned back slightly, her chest thrusting forward, her arms wrapped around Yuan Yueze's head, her hands involuntarily pressing and stroking the back of his head.

Yuan Yueze extended his tongue, teasing Zong Xianghua's two pink nipples that were beginning to harden and engorge. No matter how open-minded Zong Xianghua was, she was still a virgin; how could she possibly resist such a master? In a moment, Zong Xianghua's nipples were swollen like stones, burning hot. She twisted her slender waist, thrusting her chest forward forcefully, her hands pressing firmly against Yuan Yueze's head, as if trying to squeeze her proud breasts into his mouth.

Zhang Chuchen was truly being ignored; she stared blankly at the lewd scene before her, her breathing growing heavy.

Yuan Yueze took half of Zong Xianghua's breast into his mouth, kneading and massaging it with the same force in his other hand. The nipple, held in his mouth, pressed against the back of his throat, creating a strange yet pleasurable sensation that made Zong Xianghua forget everything else. A sudden cough from Yuan Yueze startled her slightly; she immediately stopped, her face flushed, and lowered her head, somewhat bewildered.

Yuan Yueze kissed her hot cheek and began to press her down.

She was the same height as Yuan Yueze, which would be 1.85 meters in modern units. Such a height was rare in modern times, except for professional athletes in related sports, making her curvaceous, flawless figure all the more remarkable. Even Zhang Chuchen, who was a head shorter than her, was quite envious.

Yuan Yueze began kissing her long, slender neck with his large mouth, while his other hand continued massaging her left breast. His mouth moved downwards little by little, his tongue teasing her breasts and nipples, which rose and fell with Zong Xianghua's rapid breathing, for a moment. He kissed his way down to her flat, smooth abdomen and the round, adorable navel, his tongue circling and teasing around it.

Zong Xianghua's long legs were stretched straight, opening and closing repeatedly, her thighs rubbing together forcefully. She felt waves of heat surging through her entire body, quickly gathering in the deepest part of her honeypot, turning into drops of tangible, moist water that gushed from her flower core, making her deep, delicate flower passage exceptionally moist and lubricated. Her honeypot not only grew hotter but also developed an unbearable itching sensation. She could only moan softly as she twisted her body. As Yuan Yueze's large mouth moved downwards, her jade-like hand involuntarily pressed against her right breast, mimicking Yuan Yueze's previous strength and technique, kneading and squeezing it on its own. This was to suppress the unbearable itching in her honeypot, in conjunction with the friction of her jade legs.

Yuan Yueze's large mouth had already reached her swollen mons pubis. Beneath the thin, plain-colored panties, thick pubic hair was faintly visible, the glossy black hair curly and intertwined, smoothly covering the mons pubis in a wide rectangle. Yuan Yueze gently pulled her panties down slightly, his tongue tracing the edges of the hair. His large hands gradually parted her two rounded jade legs, and his large mouth slid down, pressing against her constantly steaming and moist vulva through the thin, slightly damp panties, gently rubbing it.

Zong Xianghua could clearly feel the hot breath emanating from her honeypot mingling with the hot breath from Yuan Yueze's mouth, hitting the trembling flesh outside her opening. Her delicate body trembled and twisted, and her moans grew louder and louder.

The unique scent of a virgin's first period mixed with the moist air, filling the air with a rush of fragrance. Yuan Yueze knew she was aroused and overflowing with desire, so he gently pulled down her underpants. Zong Xianghua spread her jade legs and twisted her waist in response.

Her two fair, smooth, long, and shapely legs were fully revealed, and between her two tempting thighs, the dark forest that stirred the imagination also revealed its most authentic form to Yuan Yueze.

In Yuan Yueze's home, apart from a few women like Zhu Yuyan, who was nearly six feet tall, and Xiao He'er, who was naturally long-legged, no other woman's legs could be as beautiful and alluring as Zong Xianghua's.

Soft, thick pubic hair was evenly distributed, extending from the mons pubis downwards, passing through the two moderately thick labia majora, all the way to the pubic bone, where it reconnected and intertwined at the pink perineum of the pubic symphysis, sparsely spreading around the dark red anus.

At this moment, the hair on the labia majora was wet with vaginal fluid, sticky and tangled, glistening with moisture. Some clung tightly to the labia majora, while others clung towards the fair, jade-like thighs on either side. In the center of the labia majora, which were wide open due to the spread thighs, two glistening pink labia minora were tightly closed, the clitoris still shyly hidden inside the foreskin, while the vulva, hidden beneath the labia minora, continuously oozed clear vaginal fluid, sliding down the ends of the labia minora, across the perineum, continuing down to the rounded buttocks, and finally soaking into the white sheets, blooming into a large, pale water droplet.

Driven by desire, Yuan Yueze tilted his head and couldn't help but kiss the alluring crevice of her vulva. His lips first enveloped the trembling, tightly closed petals, then gently pulled them apart before taking them all in. His tongue teased them playfully, then lightly parted them, his rough tongue sliding up and down the crevice as if kissing Zong Xianghua's other small mouth.

The attack on her vulva was excruciating; Zong Xianghua shuddered, her slender waist arching violently, her jade-like hands gripping her breasts tightly, her slender fingers pulling and pinching the hard, erect nipples, letting out a long, unbearable cry. Her feelings were conflicted; she wanted Yuan Yueze to stop, yet she also craved deeper, more direct stimulation. She instinctively knew that only if Yuan Yueze continued could her ever-growing emptiness be filled and soothed.

Yuan Yueze's large mouth moved up along the petals of her vulva, taking the clitoral hood at the point where the petals met into his mouth. His tongue attacked the clitoral glans, hidden under the foreskin and teeming with nerve endings, licking and rubbing it continuously.

Zong Xianghua moaned and writhed in a daze.

Some women's clitoral glans is difficult to expose, even at the height of arousal, similar to phimosis in men.

With Yuan Yueze's continuous stimulation, the engorged clitoral glans gradually protruded halfway out of the foreskin, making intimate contact with Yuan Yueze's agile tongue. Zong Xianghua was in ecstasy, her vaginal fluids increasing, making Yuan Yueze's fingers, which were manipulating her petals and perineum, wet.

She had practiced martial arts for many years, and her physical fitness and resilience were indeed exceptional. Anyone else would likely have been brought to orgasm by Yuan Yueze's teasing.

Yuan Yueze stopped at the right moment, releasing the pink clitoral glans, petals, and perineum, which were now mostly protruding from the foreskin, and got up to undress. Zong Xianghua felt a little better, but was breathing heavily and trembling.

Zhang Chuchen, on the other side, was also aroused by the scene before her, becoming increasingly unbearable. Her delicate face flushed red, her breathing rapid, her fragrant body weak and limp against the headboard, her large, watery eyes fixed on every subtle movement of the two. Until Yuan Yueze revealed his perfectly strong physique and the dark, menacing manhood below, Zhang Chuchen finally could not resist, letting out a soft moan of surprise and excitement, collapsing softly half a foot away from the two, her head pressed against the sheets, her eyes still fixed on the long spear covered with dense blue veins, throbbing and trembling incessantly.

Zong Xianghua forced her beautiful eyes half-open, and seeing Yuan Yueze's perfect body, she felt even more embarrassed, and a large gush of lustful fluid flowed from her honey pot. The two had been intimate before, and although they were separated by clothes, she could still infer his strength, but it was far less shocking than seeing his sharply defined naked body with her own eyes. Caught off guard by his thick, long, menacing member, Zong Xianghua immediately closed her beautiful eyes in shame. Her heart pounded wildly with a mixture of shame, fear, surprise, and joy—a feeling she couldn't even describe.

Yuan Yueze glanced triumphantly at Zhang Chuchen, who was staring blankly at him, then pressed down on Zong Xianghua's trembling, flushed, and burning body. His long spear pressed against the entrance of her wet, hot flesh, and he began another round of all-encompassing caresses with both his hands and mouth. Her fragrant lips, earlobes, pink neck, jade breasts, and flower entrance were all being rubbed and squeezed simultaneously. Zong Xianghua trembled violently from the intense pleasure, her limbs tightly wrapped around Yuan Yueze's body, twisting wildly and moaning loudly, displaying a wanton demeanor.

The tip of his spear, which had been grinding against the outside of her flesh, was made incredibly lubricated by the streams of her juices. After a few more throbbing movements, with Yuan Yueze's thrusts, it instantly sank halfway into her flower passage.

Zong Xianghua, experiencing her first sexual encounter, groaned in pain from the tearing sensation. Her body jerked as if in a spasm, her limbs clinging tightly to Yuan Yueze, as if afraid he would move even slightly.

Yuan Yueze stopped, enjoying the intense heat and the undulating massage of her countless folds, kissing her lips and whispering sweet nothings in her ear. While not as voluptuous as Linglongjiao, Zong Xianghua was still a woman born in the borderlands. Her pain was quickly overwhelmed by pleasure, her heart melting at her lover's tenderness. A sense of emptiness welled up in the depths of her swollen vagina and honeypot, and a series of undulating suctions began to stir. Zong Xianghua's furrowed brows relaxed, and her slender, elastic waist began to sway.

All signs indicated her urgent need for pleasurable comfort, and Yuan Yueze thrust again, finally penetrating her completely.

Her delicate flower path was stretched and swollen, her soft clitoris being tightly pressed and ground. The pleasurable sensation made Zong Xianghua tremble violently as if electrocuted, every pore on her body seemingly breathing. She tightly hugged Yuan Yueze, twisting and turning, her breasts pressed into round, adorable meat patties by their pressed chests.

Yuan Yueze paused briefly, then slowly began to thrust.

Zong Xianghua's head swayed wildly, her hair flying wildly, her snowy buttocks responding to the rhythm of Yuan Yueze's thrusts, her moans and cries rising and falling with each impact to her clitoris, fading with each withdrawal.

Yuan Yueze's speed increased, eventually becoming a frenzied thrusting. Zong Xianghua was drenched in fragrant sweat, her beautiful body flushed with a vibrant red, the intense pleasure making her unable to control herself, crying out loudly.

Zong Xianghua's vaginal fluids increased, splashing with their wild movements, wetting their genitals and the sheets, washing away the traces of blood.

The sounds of Yuan Yueze's lower abdomen colliding with her jade thighs

gradually changed from the crisp "slap slap!" of the beginning to a slightly heavier, yet more alluring "plop plop!" sound.

Zhang Chuchen stared intently at the point where their lower bodies were tightly joined.

Because Zong Xianghua instinctively wanted more pleasure, she had raised her jade legs, which were wrapped around Yuan Yueze, from his waist to his armpits, her full, round, snowy buttocks high, allowing their bodies to be joined more tightly, indeed providing more pleasure than in the normal position.

This made it easier for Zhang Chuchen to observe; her two jade hands had involuntarily slipped inside her undergarments and panties, moving about in sensitive areas, gradually wetting her panties.

Zhang Chuchen had only been Yang Su's lifeline to please Yang Guang at a crucial moment, so she was not only proficient in various arts but also deeply knowledgeable about the ways of men and women. Even without the two before her as examples, she knew how to masturbate. She just had never tried it.

After Yang Su's defeat, Zhang Chuchen regained her freedom. She initially felt a strong liking for Zhang Zhongjian, the bearded sworn brother she met by chance, and later, upon meeting Yuan Yueze, she naturally developed feelings for him as well. However, Yuan Yueze's growing number of wives made her very uncomfortable, and she secretly gave him the cold shoulder. Later, after learning about Yuan Yueze's background and inescapable fate, her mindset calmed down considerably.

Years ago, Yang Su changed her name to "Hong Fu," and she thought she had forgotten her past, but Yuan Yueze's family always called her by her original name, which gradually helped her rediscover her past and become her most authentic self again. Although she didn't say it aloud, she was deeply grateful, even though Yuan Yueze and the others didn't seem to care about such a small matter.

Before this trip, Shan Meixian, as the de facto eldest sister among the women, had a long talk with her, asking her to make a decision. After the battle of Loulan, Yuan Yueze would return to the mountains to live a free and unrestrained life, and if Zhang Chuchen didn't follow him into seclusion, the two might not even have the chance to see each other again. Zhang Chuchen hadn't slept all night, carefully pondering Shan Meixian's words, "Ask your own heart." She was straightforward and decisive, and finally made her decision at dawn.

After arriving in Loulan, Yuan Yueze had been extremely warm towards her, which pleased her greatly. His impartiality towards any woman was something Zhang Chuchen couldn't find fault with. After all, who in the world doesn't have personal preferences and prejudices? Absolutely no one could be as kind as Yuan Yueze.

Now, after sobering up, she also admired Yuan Yueze's actions. Because, regardless, her relationship with Yuan Yueze was already established, so it wouldn't be unreasonable for him to take advantage of her. He had an extraordinary background and unparalleled martial arts skills, yet he was so upright and unpretentious, causing Zhang Chuchen's love to surge. This was precisely the real reason she hadn't left.

Thinking of these things, Zhang Chuchen's movements quickened. Soft moans escaped from her slightly parted, red lips, drowned out by Yuan Yueze's heavy breathing, Zong Xianghua's high-pitched cries, and the sounds of their violent collision.

"Mmm!"

After more than a thousand thrusts, Zong Xianghua, already nearing climax from Yuan Yueze's teasing, finally let out a long, loud moan. Her limbs convulsed as she clung tightly to Yuan Yueze, her waist arching forcefully, her jade thighs pressed firmly against his lower abdomen. Her virgin essence gushed out amidst the trembling of her flower core, flowing along the violently contracting flesh walls, making their lower bodies even more slippery.

Yuan Yueze's spear ground forcefully against her soft, trembling flower core, enjoying the massage of countless folds of flesh against his shaft. The pleasure made him tremble uncontrollably. At the same time as Zong Xianghua released her virgin essence, he thrust his hot semen deep into her tender honeypot.

"Ugh..."

Zhang Chuchen was infected by the two who were completely absorbed in their lovemaking. As her slender fingers danced across the surface, she was brought to her first orgasm. Her body trembled, and she instinctively bit her hand, desperately trying to suppress a cry. Even so, she was overwhelmed by pleasure, her body throbbing with a blissful sensation. Her throbbing vagina sucked at her fingers, which were still pressed against her clitoris and vulva, making her, now slightly more lucid, even more shy. Glancing at Yuan Yueze and Zhang Chuchen, who were tightly embracing each other, she breathed a sigh of relief, nervously suppressing her breathing, savoring the wonderful pleasure.

The pleasure of masturbation was, of course, not as intense and natural as actual intercourse. Soon, an indescribable emptiness and sadness welled up in her heart, and her beautiful eyes glanced resentfully at Yuan Yueze.

Just then, Yuan Yueze had finished kissing the fragrant sweat on Zong Xianghua's forehead and looked at Zhang Chuchen.

Their eyes met, and Zhang Chuchen, feeling guilty, immediately looked away shyly. Compared to her usual strong and tough demeanor, she now appeared weak and pitiful, which greatly moved Yuan Yueze.

As Zong Xianghua gradually recovered from her climax, she felt the huge thing he had left inside her suddenly swell a little more. She groaned, followed his gaze, and giggled. Enduring the pain in her lower body, she released her jade legs and slender arms and said, "Husband, go and comfort your sister!"

Zhang Chuchen was startled by his words, her delicate body curling up and her head burying even lower.

Yuan Yueze knew that Zong Xianghua had just lost her virginity and was still in the body refining stage, making it difficult for her to continue. He lightly kissed her, pulled out his spear with a "pop," then covered her radiant body with the blanket, kissed her furrowed brows caused by pain, and then went to Zhang Chuchen, picking her up in his arms.

Zhang Chuchen let out a soft "woof" and leaned weakly against his shoulder, saying, "You're bullying me!"

Yuan Yueze laughed heartily, pressing his large lips against her still flushed, tender cheek, saying, "My little darling's lips are so hard!"

Zhang Chuchen felt a sweet warmth in her heart from his affectionate address and couldn't help but act coquettishly.

She usually had a cold demeanor, but now, when she acted coquettishly, she was extremely charming, even stunning Yuan Yueze.

Zhang Chuchen lowered her head shyly, her gaze falling on the trembling, throbbing, dark member between his legs, her delicate body trembling slightly. The member, originally stained with Zong Xianghua's virgin blood, had been washed clean by her abundant vaginal fluids, leaving not a trace of blood. The thick shaft gleamed with a shimmering sheen, and Zhang Chuchen was stunned.

Zong Xianghua's giggling voice reached their ears, teasingly saying, "Didn't you say you were professionally trained?"

Zhang Chuchen blushed, glaring at her fiercely with her large, alluring eyes. Zong Xianghua lay comfortably in the blankets, emitting a series of clear, sweet giggles.

Yuan Yueze's large mouth pressed against Zhang Chuchen's burning cheek again, whispering, "I wonder if this little brother will have the honor of enjoying it?"

Zhang Chuchen's eyes sparkled with desire, her small fists playfully punching his chest a few times. After a slight hesitation, her jade-like hand trembled as she grasped the menacing member.

The object was hot to the touch, covered in Zong Xianghua's secretions, slippery and stimulating the three men with a strange excitement.

Zhang Chuchen's technique was indeed remarkable; her warm, wet hands moved up and down the massive member. Each time she reached the tip, she would pause slightly, increasing the pressure, her slender index finger brushing against the tip, caressing the urethral opening.

Yuan Yueze groaned in pleasure, pulling down her undergarment and grasping her full, springy breasts in his hands, gently kneading them. The touch was warm, soft, and incredibly pleasurable. Her already swollen breasts and hardened nipples were intensely stimulated, and Zhang Chuchen let out a soft moan, her body slightly writhing as her hands moved faster.

Yuan Yueze quickly brought her soft lips to his, and their tongues intertwined, saliva flowing freely in a tender, passionate kiss. Then, releasing her nearly numb tongue, he opened his mouth and took half of her full, snowy breast into his mouth. Her breasts were smooth and firm, their texture tender and silky. His lips sucked on them, their elasticity excellent, while his tongue tirelessly licked the shy cherry-like nipple on her jade peak. His two rows of sharp teeth gently nibbled.

Zhang Chuchen's breathing was heavy, and she let out intoxicating moans, her fragrance, like orchids and musk, washing over Yuan Yueze's face. He leaned weakly against her side, yet somehow she found the strength to writhe her slender waist. Her delicate hands mechanically manipulated his massive member, moving with incredible speed.

Sweat beaded on her forehead, dampening her long, flowing black hair; her naked upper body and almost transparent undergarments couldn't conceal her graceful curves, her body clearly defined and exquisitely proportioned; her breasts were high and firm, incredibly elastic; her legs were long and shapely; her waist was so slender it could be grasped in one hand; her already hardened nipples swelled even more under his skillful teasing, standing proudly, crimson like blood, like two large grapes.

Yuan Yueze swallowed hard, then suddenly pushed her down, shattering her undergarments in the process. Zhang Chuchen's soft, pink body was completely exposed, her face flushed red, her snow-white breasts standing tall, ready to bloom, shimmering with light. Zhang Chuchen lay sprawled, her face flushed with shy blush, her beautiful eyes tightly closed. Her breasts rose and fell rhythmically, her mouth dry from the burning desire and Yuan Yueze's aggressive, intense gaze. She writhed and gasped with pleasure,

her eyes fixed on her secret garden. Zhang Chuchen's pubic hair wasn't as abundant as Zong Xianghua's, but it was of moderate density, jet black, and softly covered her mons pubis. Yuan Yueze lowered his head, gently parting her limp, rounded legs, carefully admiring the entirety of her garden.

Upon closer inspection, Yuan Yueze noticed the difference in pubic hair between women from the Central Plains and those from the northern frontier: perhaps due to differences in water, soil, and diet, the hair of women from the northern frontier was less dense and slightly coarser than that of women from the Central Plains. He hadn't noticed this before.

Zhang Chuchen's pubic hair mostly covered her mons pubis, with only a few sparse strands on her dark red vulva. The copious amount of vaginal fluid that had just been secreted soaked her large petals, creating a glistening and alluring sight. Some of it even flowed onto her perineum and anus. Because her thighs were spread apart and she had just masturbated, her vulva wasn't tightly closed like Zong Xianghua's, but rather slightly open and trembling, the pink fleshy opening at the bottom vaguely visible.

Yuan Yueze's large mouth pressed against hers, one hand supporting her jade-like legs, the other kneading her smooth, round buttocks, his fingers occasionally brushing against her shy and delicate anus, while his large mouth teased the opening, vulva, and clitoris from all angles, using the same techniques he had just used on Zong Xianghua on Zhang Chuchen.

Although her vulva wasn't as sensitive as it had been initially due to the recent orgasm, Zhang Chuchen was still unable to suppress her shyness, her delicate body trembling. A crescent of water welled up in her hazy eyes again, and her tender, bright red cherry lips parted slightly, letting out a moan. Her small hand, grasping Yuan Yueze's massive member, fiddled with it haphazardly for a few moments before she reached forward, opened her small mouth wide, and swallowed the enormous head whole. One hand gripped the shaft, while the other began kneading the two black testicles below, teasing and stimulating the area around them. Her small mouth held a third of the shaft, the massive member bobbing up and down in her warm mouth, her pearly teeth and tongue stimulating the edges and tip of the head.

The two comforted each other with their mouths. Gradually, Yuan Yueze's moans grew louder, and Zhang Chuchen became even more unbearable, her throat making soft

moaning sounds, her entire body flushed a deep, vibrant red, making her snow-white skin even more alluring. After a while, the two stopped. Yuan Yueze swallowed several mouthfuls of her sweet, lustful fluids, then pressed down on her. Zhang Chuchen panted heavily, arching her legs to block Yuan Yueze. Amid his puzzled expression, she gasped and giggled, "You're not allowed to press down on me!"

Yuan Yueze suddenly remembered the little devil from that day, chuckled, and sat up cross-legged, spreading his hands in annoyance, saying, "If Madam isn't afraid of the pain of losing her virginity, please take a seat!"

Zong Xianghua's beautiful eyes lit up, secretly praising Zhang Chuchen's boldness while planning to try this position later. Suddenly, her pretty face flushed red, inwardly cursing herself for being lewd. But the impulse in her heart was impossible to suppress.

Although Zhang Chuchen's face was flushed, she didn't hesitate at all and moved closer. She first stood up, parted her fair and delicate legs, placed her slender hands on his shoulders, and slowly squatted down.

The erect, throbbing tip of his penis pressed against her tender flesh, still restlessly teasing and grinding her delicate pink petals.

Zhang Chuchen frowned slightly, stopped moving, and half-squatted on his lap. She wouldn't be as reckless as the little devil had been back then.

Yuan Yueze reached out and supported her soft, smooth buttocks and back, making Zhang Chuchen feel much more relaxed. A surge of pleasure washed over her, and her wet slits secreted even more love juice, which flowed down the shaft of his penis.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Chuchen bit her lower lip, her slender waist exerting force, and suddenly thrusting forward. The tip of the penis immediately pierced the membrane at the entrance, disappearing into the tight vaginal opening. Zhang Chuchen let out a muffled groan, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably, her waist arching taut.

The bright red virgin blood stained the dark purple member crimson, giving it an eerie and terrifying appearance.

Yuan Yueze remained motionless, supporting her plump buttocks, wet with her juices, his hands digging deep into her firm, elastic flesh like claws, pulling and spreading them apart, twisting and squeezing them inward. At the same time, he kissed her trembling, snow-white breasts and the erect nipples.

Stimulated, Zhang Chuchen's breathing quickened and her face flushed. After a moment's pause, her slender waist began to sway slightly as she slowly sat down.

The tight, fleshy walls gently rubbed against the shaft of the gun. As Yuan Yueze eased his grip and Zhang Chuchen lowered her, the massive member thrust deep into her honeypot, until it was fully inside.

The soft clitoris was struck and ground by the tip of the gun, causing Zhang Chuchen to shudder and cry out, "Ah!"

She involuntarily raised her buttocks, trying to free her from the ravages of the tip.

Yuan Yueze's large hand encircled her slender waist, lifting her slightly. Zhang Chuchen felt a little more relaxed, tilting her head back and breathing heavily.

The pain of losing her virginity wasn't as intense as she had imagined. After a slight adjustment, with Yuan Yueze's help, Zhang Chuchen began to move up and down.

Because Yuan Yueze's member was so large and powerful, Zhang Chuchen's delicate body struggled greatly with each movement. At first, she could only make small movements, allowing most of the member to slide in and out of her vagina.

Gradually, the extraordinary excitement emanating from her lower body intensified her emotions. Coupled with the continuous flow of bodily fluids and the invasion and domination of her sensitive upper body, the double stimulation brought an unparalleled impact and pressure, overwhelming her in a wave of pleasure. Her movements involuntarily increased in amplitude and speed. When her clitoris was struck, she felt no discomfort, abandoning all restraint and crying out in ecstasy, fully releasing her desire. She struggled to lift her body, then fell back down.

Her two full, snow-white breasts bounced up and down, forming waves of white flesh; her lower body, opening and closing repeatedly with the thrusting of the massive object, constantly revealed the tender flesh of her opening, spraying and gushing with lustful fluids.

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Chapter 158 Heaven and Earth's Fiery Might

Because of the recent climax, she lasted much longer this time. Almost an hour later, she reached her climax. In the midst of violent spasms, she cried out, her convulsing flower spurting out her virgin semen, which drenched the tip of his penis. The walls of her vagina writhed and bit at the hot shaft.

Yuan Yueze tightly embraced her slender waist and back, their lower bodies pressed tightly together. The tip of his penis slightly pierced her soft clitoris, and in the pleasurable sensation of a baby sucking, his semen shot onto her most tender uterine wall. This sent another shiver through Zhang Chuchen, who experienced wave after wave of orgasms.

Zhang Chuchen began the refinement of her body. Yuan Yueze and she embraced for a long time, waiting for her to calm down from her orgasm before he pulled up the eager Zong Xianghua, letting her also experience the wonderful feeling of Guanyin sitting on a lotus.

After Zong Xianghua climaxed, Zhang Chuchen completed her refinement and returned to entangle with Yuan Yueze.

Yuan Yueze accepted all comers, and the three of them tried countless positions until the two women finally released all their pent-up desire, exhausted to the point of collapse, unable to muster any more strength. Only then did Yuan Yueze hold them and fall asleep.

The next day, after spending time laughing and playing with the women, Yuan Yueze focused on practicing his martial arts.

He meditated for another hour after dinner before getting up to return to his room. As he passed by the room of Sha Zhijing, the fifth young lady of the Sha family, he saw Dugu Feng smiling and beckoning to him from the doorway.

Yuan Yueze walked over, embraced her petite and delicate body, and smiled, "Feng'er, what is it?"

Dugu Feng, aroused by his caresses, couldn't help but pant and complain, "Brother, you've neglected Fifth Cousin!"

Yuan Yueze stopped, and said with a wry smile, "There are too many people, sigh!"

Dugu Feng stroked his handsome face with her slender hand and said sweetly, "Brother, don't worry, the number of sisters won't increase much anyway. After persuasion from others and Father, Fifth Cousin finally agreed to retire with you."

Yuan Yueze asked in surprise, "The elders of the Sha family didn't object?"

Dugu Feng nodded, "The Sha family has always provided various weapons to the Luoyang army, and now their prestige in Luoyang is second only to our family, and they have the ability..." Those with ability were given important positions, so the entire Sha family was very grateful. Moreover, during your time in Chang'an and Longquan, Fifth Cousin often seemed lost in thought, becoming quite sullen. Anyone with common sense could see the reason. Although Eldest Brother has many wives, everyone can see how he treats his sisters, so they arranged for Fifth Cousin to marry…”

Suddenly, a shy yet angry, seemingly reproachful yet joyful cry came from inside the room, interrupting Dugu Feng's words.

Dugu Feng chuckled and said loudly, “Tonight, Eldest Brother belongs to Fifth Cousin, so you'd better make the most of it!”

She then gave him a sweet, fragrant kiss and skipped away.

Yuan Yueze shook his head and chuckled: Dugu Feng's personality was naturally cheerful and lively; under the influence of several female hooligans like Shan Wanjing, Shan Ruyin, and Fu Junqiang, she had also become a female hooligan with “great potential.”

With a sigh, Yuan Yueze pushed open the door and entered.

In her quiet and simple boudoir, Sha Zhijing, the fifth young lady of the Sha family, sat demurely beside a small table, her head bowed. Her slightly trembling shoulders and suppressed breathing revealed her embarrassment and shyness. Having grown up in a prestigious family with strict etiquette, she certainly couldn't tolerate Dugu Feng's blatant teasing.

Yuan Yueze sat down opposite her, inhaling the faint, virginal fragrance emanating from her exquisite body. After pouring her a cup of tea, he smiled and said, "I've been busy with affairs and have neglected Miss Wu. I offer this cup of tea as an apology."

Sha Zhijing took a deep breath, bravely looked up, met his gaze, and said, "You're too kind, sir. I dare not accept such praise."

This was the first time Yuan Yueze had carefully admired her face: she had a delicately shaped face; a smooth, beautiful forehead, skin as white as snow; beneath her long, arched eyebrows, like spring mountains and autumn waters, a pair of deep, mysterious eyes, clear and transparent; a straight, elegant nose that not only displayed her pride and confidence but also gave an impression of strength, stubbornness, and purity. Her beautifully curved, soft lips were luscious and alluring, her chin rounded and graceful—truly flawless.

Her slender, willow-leaf eyebrows, dark eyes, straight nose, delicate cherry lips, and smooth, fragrant cheeks were perfectly combined on her pure and refined face, creating an irresistible and elegant charm. Her smooth, black hair was simply tied in a bun at the back of her head, further accentuating her graceful figure and her almost translucent, jade-like skin. Her light purple, tight-fitting outer garment further highlighted her firm, rounded breasts and slender, supple waist. Her long skirt could hardly conceal her long, shapely legs, brimming with youthful vitality.

Yuan Yueze was completely mesmerized.

Although Sha Zhijing was deeply in love with him, she still felt both shy and delighted by his gaze. Two blushes rose on her cheeks, and she lowered her head shyly, her heart pounding wildly. Although she was related to Dugu Feng and they had grown up together, their personalities were completely different: Dugu Feng was lively, adorable, and spirited, fond of swordsmanship, and always a cheerful and innocent girl; Sha Zhijing, on the other hand, was quiet, composed, virtuous, and kind, fond of medicine and literature, with a pure and elegant temperament, like a lady from a noble family.

Yuan Yueze snapped out of his reverie and changed the subject.

The two became increasingly congenial, and Sha Zhijing's shyness was overshadowed by her interest, as they engaged in a lively discussion.

Sha Zhijing was confident in her own learning, but after truly talking with Yuan Yueze, she realized that his talent and knowledge far surpassed Dugu Feng's previous descriptions of him, and her heart couldn't help but admire him even more. It should be understood that whether in literature or martial arts, mastery is paramount, as Han Yu said, "There is a sequence to learning, and each profession has its own expertise."

Yuan Yueze not only possessed unparalleled martial arts skills, but his literary talent was in no way inferior to his martial arts prowess—how could Sha Zhijing not be astonished? At the same time, he came from a distinguished family, was gentle in his dealings with others, and his love for his wife was almost enviable. Initially, when Dugu Feng came to see her and asked her to spend the night with Yuan Yueze, she was somewhat reluctant. But now, she desperately wanted Yuan Yueze to take her virginity that very night, so she could experience the pleasures a woman should have and the happiness of offering her purest self to her beloved.

As she thought about this, Sha Zhijing noticed a tender affection and a hint of spring in Yuan Yueze's eyes.

Yuan Yueze, in turn, felt a surge of admiration for this young lady's knowledge and kindness.

They talked until their throats were dry, then fell silent, the room quiet enough for them to hear each other's rapid heartbeats, a warm and comfortable feeling rising within them.

Yuan Yueze reached out and placed his large hand on Sha Zhijing's slender, delicate hand, saying directly, "Fifth Miss's affection for me makes me feel guilty."

Sha Zhijing knew he meant that only someone who loved her wholeheartedly was worthy of her. Hearing

this, she disregarded the fact that he had grasped her hand and immediately looked up, saying hastily, "This servant isn't after immortality..." She then lowered her head shyly, meeting Yuan Yueze's mischievous gaze.

Sha Zhijing struggled, both shy and delighted, to shake off his large hand, scolding, "Feng'er is right, Young Master is too naughty... Oh!"

Before she could finish, Yuan Yueze had already moved to her side, pulling her beautiful body into his arms, his handsome face gently caressing her forehead.

Sha Zhijing shuddered, her breathing quickening instantly. All her strength seemed to evaporate, and she slumped softly against his broad, muscular chest. The fresh, rich scent of his masculine aroma made her heart pound even harder, almost leaping out of her throat. A strange urge surged deep within her body, her fragrant form burning hot, and her arms involuntarily wrapped around his back.

Yuan Yueze lowered his head and whispered in her delicate ear, "I'll stay with Zhijing tonight, okay?"

Sha Zhijing instinctively felt a tickle from his warm breath on her ear. Looking up blankly, she met Yuan Yueze's fiery lips.

Her mind went blank. Her jade-like hands involuntarily wrapped around his thick neck, her body pressed tightly against him. A warm, moist fragrance, like a delicate orchid, wafted from her nose, brushing against Yuan Yueze's face.

Yuan Yueze wrapped his arms around her slender waist, his tongue forcefully parting her reluctant teeth, filling her mouth with fragrance and sweetness.

Sha Zhijing's heart fluttered, her desire gradually aroused. Under the skillful guidance of Yuan Yueze's tongue, she shyly offered her soft, smooth tongue, entwining it with his. The two responded to each other, teasing and chasing each other's tongues, sucking each other's saliva. Back and forth, they felt dizzy, their minds intoxicated.

Yuan Yueze kissed and teased her, his arms moving up her slender waist, under her armpits, and forward to caress and knead her full breasts. Her breasts were full, soft, and incredibly elastic, and Yuan Yueze kneaded them tirelessly.

How could a virgin's body resist the teasing of this experienced lover? In no time, she was aroused by his caresses, her desire burning fiercely. A pleasurable moan escaped Sha Zhijing's throat, her delicate body involuntarily twisting and rubbing against him, seeking further pleasure.

Yuan Yueze pulled away from her lips, and Sha Zhijing, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, her fragrant body trembling, panting softly, nestled against his chest, letting him carry her to the bedside.

Gently placing her down, Yuan Yueze began to undress her, kissing her slightly parted, fragrant lips.

Sha Zhijing's slender arms wrapped around his waist again, responding with complete abandon.

A sudden chill swept over her, bringing Sha Zhijing to her senses slightly. Although she didn't know what technique Yuan Yueze had used, she knew she was now completely naked. Along with shyness, she felt even more happiness and excitement.

Yuan Yueze released her lips, and Sha Zhijing weakly turned her head to the side of the pillow, her beautiful eyes still tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling with tension, her jade-like hands gripping the sheets tightly.

Gazing at the boundless spring scenery before him and the alluring glow of her hot body under the lamplight, Yuan Yueze was momentarily stunned: her figure was perfectly proportioned, with a long, white neck, full, rounded breasts, a flat, smooth abdomen, and a slender, supple waist, outlining a captivatingly curvaceous figure, as if sculpted by a master craftsman with painstaking effort. Every inch of her skin was so hot, so alluring, exuding an endless, delicate fragrance of youth. Combined with her tightly closed, rounded, slender legs and the sparse, soft hair covering her mound of Venus, it possessed a captivating charm.

Yuan Yueze kissed her small mouth again, while simultaneously caressing her hot, delicate body with irresistible tenderness, his hands finding it smooth and soft.

Sha Zhijing reacted for a moment, noticing Yuan Yueze leaving her fragrant lips and moving downwards. He had started kissing her delicate feet, kissing his way up her firm calves.

Sha Zhijing felt his large mouth exhale an irresistible, fiery breath. With each stroke of his tongue, her body was assaulted by electric currents, coursing through her limbs, a tingling, itchy, and numb sensation. These sensations then gathered in her lower abdomen, transforming into tangible droplets that slowly flowed from her most secret place, causing her to feel an unbearable itch and an unprecedented emptiness. This feeling filled her with immense shyness and embarrassment. But Yuan Yueze's large mouth was already kissing her rounded thighs, and she could no longer endure the uncomfortable yet pleasurable sensation. She began to breathe heavily and moan softly. A faint blush rose on her fair and delicate skin.

"Mmm..."

Yuan Yueze's large mouth had moved to her sacred place, parting her limp thighs, his tongue touching the most delicate garden. Sha Zhijing's moans suddenly rose, her slender waist arched slightly, her head involuntarily tilted back, her fair cheeks as red as hibiscus, her delicate hands gripping the sheets tightly, her whole body trembling violently.

Her pubic hair was sparse and pale. Yuan Yueze kissed her glistening petals and fleshy opening for a while before moving upwards.

Sha Zhijing was stimulated to the point of dizziness, feeling lightheaded, her bright and beautiful face full of spring, her eyes like silk, her mouth open, her breath like orchids, emitting soft sighs and moans, so beautiful that it seemed as if her whole soul had left her body.

Yuan Yueze's large mouth slid over her sensitive lower abdomen, and then came to her pair of proudly erect, full and round breasts on her fair and white breasts. His tongue circled from the outermost edge, then circled back towards the center, finally reaching the small, adorable areola. He slowly took the soft, white breast into his mouth, then gently withdrew. Only when the erect, pink nipple remained in his mouth did he lightly pull it with his lips, nibble at it with his teeth, and tease it with his tongue, while his large hands freely kneaded and teased the other breast.

How could Sha Zhijing's virgin body withstand the teasing of such an experienced hand? The small, round nipple instantly swelled and hardened like a rock. Her whole body felt as if it were engulfed in flames, the itch rising from her breast spreading throughout her entire body, her mind completely consumed by lust. She pressed her jade-like hands tightly against Yuan Yueze's head, as if trying to squeeze the entire snow rabbit into his mouth, letting him caress it; at the same time, she constantly wriggled and twisted her curvaceous body, moaning absentmindedly.

Yuan Yueze had already taken the opportunity to remove his outer garment and lay on her hot, delicate body. Sha Zhijing instinctively wrapped her jade legs around his waist. After continuing to suckle and lick her jade breasts for a while, Yuan Yueze kissed her fragrant lips, while simultaneously reaching out to guide his massive member, pressing it against her overflowing, steaming, and gently writhing flesh.

His long spear broke through the hymen that symbolized her virginity, and Sha Zhijing let out a scream of pain. Her snow-white, delicate breasts arched, her head tilted back, and her body stiffened. She trembled and cried, "It hurts...it hurts..."

Yuan Yueze stopped, biting her ear and whispering, "Didn't Feng'er pass on any experience to Zhijing?"

Upon hearing this, Sha Zhijing's face, which had lost most of its color due to the excruciating pain of deflowering, flushed red again. She clearly remembered what Dugu Feng had instructed her to do, but the feeling of almost tearing her apart left her no time to think about such things.

Yuan Yueze kissed away her tears, and after another round of skillful teasing, Sha Zhijing slowly calmed down. His massive member was then able to continue its advance.

Her flower path was exceptionally narrow, and although there were ample foreplay and no lubrication issues, Yuan Yueze still found it extremely difficult to penetrate.

It took a long time before his long spear was fully inside. After a prolonged period of caresses, Sha Zhijing's pain and itching in her honeypot gradually subsided, replaced by a sweet, full, and pleasurable sensation.

She remembered what Dugu Feng had said, knowing that her suffering was over and that the time for pleasure was about to begin.

Her flower path was exceptionally deep, and Yuan Yueze's penis could only touch a portion of the tender flesh at the core. This amazed him.

The core was gently rubbed, and Sha Zhijing couldn't withstand such intense stimulation. She twisted her waist and swayed her hips, whether trying to alleviate the strange sensation or encouraging Yuan Yueze to begin thrusting, it was unclear.

After savoring the wonder of her tight, moist vulva for a while, Yuan Yueze began to slowly thrust.

With Yuan Yueze's increasingly rapid movements, waves of indescribable pleasure crashed against Sha Zhijing's nerves. She no longer felt any pain, but instead swayed her hips passionately, responding to his thrusts: when Yuan Yueze thrust forward, she would raise her fair, rounded buttocks to meet him, allowing the soft core of her penis to make intimate contact; when Yuan Yueze withdrew, she would lower her waist and pull back her hips, making the walls of her vulva rub against the penis even more forcefully. Her starry eyes were half-closed, glistening with fragrant sweat, her brows flushed with desire, her delicate face flushed, her slender arms wrapped around Yuan Yueze's neck, her small mouth uttering a series of soft, melodious moans.

Water splashed from their joined bodies, soaking not only their genitals but also washing away the traces of blood on the sheets.

Yuan Yueze's speed was almost frenzied; he thrust violently, ravaging her relentlessly. Sha Zhijing, overwhelmed by pleasure, cried out repeatedly, showing no trace of her recent loss of virginity. Her jade legs tightly wrapped around Yuan Yueze's waist and hips, her slender waist and rounded buttocks twisting and turning, responding to Yuan Yueze's frenzied thrusts.

A little over fifteen minutes later, Yuan Yueze felt Sha Zhijing's vagina begin to spasm slightly, knowing she was close to climax. He immediately began to soothe the jade-like woman beneath him with a rotating, grinding, and thrusting motion. At the same time, his massive member grew hotter and larger, swelling even more.

"Ah!"

Sha Zhijing cried out suddenly, her delicate body arching and trembling violently as a large gush of

vaginal fluid spurted from her flower core. Her orgasm caused her already tight vaginal passage to contract even more intensely. Yuan Yueze exerted all his strength to thrust all the way in, reaching the deepest part of Sha Zhijing's body, his swollen penis finally making full contact with her flower core.

The tender flesh of her flower core continuously bit and sucked at the penis head, and Yuan Yueze roared like a tiger, his scalding semen erupting violently onto her flower core like a volcanic eruption, causing the fifth young lady of the Sha family to experience another orgasm. With a hoarse cry, almost a sob, Sha Zhijing clung tightly to Yuan Yueze, making him a little puzzled as to how this delicate young lady could have such strength.

Yuan Yueze turned around and hugged her.

Their lower bodies remained tightly connected.

Sha Zhijing lay limply against his chest, accepting the refinement of her body, a feeling of boundless happiness welling up in her heart.

Many men, after experiencing the pleasure of orgasm, do not care about how the woman is feeling. In reality, due to innate psychological factors, women have higher demands for sex; they crave the fusion of soul and desire. Therefore, Yuan Yueze's simple act of holding her tightly was enough to deeply move Sha Zhijing.

During her body refinement process, Yuan Yueze constantly whispered sweet nothings, further touching the fifth young lady of the Sha family, who smiled radiantly and repeatedly offered him kisses.

Only after the refinement was complete did Yuan Yueze, at her shy request, allow her to lie down beside him.

Glancing at her swollen and disheveled lower body, Yuan Yueze was startled, gently stroking her still flushed face, and complained, "Look at the result of your madness!"

Recalling her wild and impulsive response, Sha Zhijing blushed deeply, burying her face in his arms in embarrassment.

Yuan Yueze then used his true energy to help reduce the swelling, and Sha Zhijing drifted off to sleep amidst his endless sweet words.

Half a month later, Yuan Yueze had nearly mastered and integrated the True Innate Dao, confident that he could kill Liu Yu on the day of the final battle.

That evening, at Wen Caiting's invitation, he went to her room for a chat.

Unexpectedly, the other three members of the Yin Gui Four Enchantresses—Danmei, Elder Yun, and Elder Xia—were already there.

Yuan Yueze sat down, about to speak, when Wen Caiting gracefully rose and smiled, "My three sisters, please open your arms wide!"

Then she left.

Yuan Yueze was extremely embarrassed. These three women were from Zhu Yuyan's generation, and recently it seemed his wife had been pimping them out repeatedly. He didn't know whether to be happy or helpless.

On the other hand, the three women, though shy, boldly looked at him.

Yuan Yueze took a sip of tea and coughed, "My three elder sisters have all fallen in love with me? That's unbelievable!"

Danmei giggled, teasing, "How could the Evil Emperor be so insecure about himself?"

The three of them possessed profound cultivation, but could only maintain the appearance of women around thirty years old. After being cleansed and refined by Zhu Yuyan and the Little Demoness, and through diligent cultivation, they looked even younger, now appearing to be only around twenty-five years old. Moreover, her demeanor has changed drastically. For example, Danmei used to have frighteningly pale skin and always had a cold, aloof expression, like a vengeful ghost that had escaped from hell. Now, she's much better. Although her skin is still eerily pale against her silver hair, she no longer has that terrifying, vengeful ghost aura.

Looking at Elder Yun, her appearance is by no means inferior to Wen Caiting's. Her beautiful, smooth face is fair with a rosy glow, her lips are bright and moist, and her high, full breasts tremble slightly with her breath. Her skin is snow-white and delicate, her body is full and alluring, and even her loose outer garment cannot conceal the boundless spring of her inner strength, vaguely revealing her well-defined curves. Especially captivating are her clear, bright, watery eyes, which sometimes shimmer with a gentle, seductive light, and at other times are cold and devoid of emotion, captivating and mesmerizing. Her mature charm is tinged with ruthlessness and experience, which greatly moves Yuan Yueze.

Elder Xia's figure wasn't particularly voluptuous, but her proportions were perfect, giving her a delicate and beautiful appearance. Her figure was exquisitely curvaceous; beneath her moderately sized breasts, her slender waist was supple and graceful, complementing her full, rounded hips. Her curves were exquisitely beautiful, making her an absolute beauty. Her features were soft, her face delicate, with a rounded chin, a long, elegant neck, and skin that was crystal clear and almost translucent, alluring and captivating. Yet, there was not a trace of anything eerie about her.

If one didn't know the truth, no one would believe that all three of them were over sixty years old.

Elder Yun didn't waste any words, waving her hand and saying, "At first, when we heard about the young master's background, we thought it was a lie. Later, seeing the tremendous changes in Senior Sister Yu Yan and Elder Ting, and their ability to cleanse our marrow and refine our bodies with a wave of their hand, even if we couldn't believe it, we couldn't doubt it."

Her voice carried a cold and masculine tone, perfectly matching her appearance and temperament.

Elder Xia interjected, "Furthermore, Senior Sister Yu Yan and Wan'er's rapid mastery of the lost Demon Seed Technique of the Holy Sect makes it even more believable that the young master has such a background."

Her voice was deep and gentle, giving off a pitiful feeling, making it impossible to imagine that she was a ruthless female demon.

"Most importantly,"

Danmei continued, "we once encountered someone who was like a wandering immortal. It can be said that neither Senior Sister Yu Yan nor the young master were his match. We sisters were completely powerless to resist after just one glance from him."

Yuan Yueze interjected, "That must be Elder Xiang, who travels the world!"

Danmei nodded, revealing a naive and charming look, and sighed, "The Evil Emperor's cultivation has surpassed everything. He talked with us for a while and then left."

Elder Yun showed an admiring expression and also sighed, "In his..." Before them, everyone seemed so insignificant.

Elder Xia said, "He told us he had met Shi Zhixuan before, and the two had even talked for months!"

Yuan Yueze suddenly realized, "No wonder the Evil King changed so much; it was the result of his discussion with Elder Xiang."

He paused, then continued, "The three elder sisters haven't answered my initial question yet?"

Elder Yun chuckled, "The three of us don't cultivate the same backlash-inducing techniques as Elder Ting..."

Yuan Yueze nodded, "So, you mean the three elder sisters have experienced so much hardship that it's difficult for them to be moved by emotions, right?"

Elder Xia, slightly shy, said softly, "Initially, the three of us were indeed very interested in gaining immortality, which is why we wanted to entrust our decades-long chastity to you. However, as time went by, we discovered that your character is extraordinary. There must have been a reason why our master chose you."

Yuan Yueze was quite pleased with her directness and smiled, "So, Elder Xia, you mean you've fallen in love with me?"

Elder Xia was slightly taken aback, and said softly, "Not quite, but there's a tendency towards it."

Yuan Yueze slapped the table and exclaimed, "Good! I like straightforward people!"

Then he turned to the other two women and asked, "What do you two think of me, elder sisters?"

Yun Chang For once, a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face. He coughed lightly and said, "About the same as Elder Xia!"

Glancing at Danmei, who was clearly infatuated with him, Yuan Yueze said seriously, "I never consider myself a gentleman, nor do I think I'm a good person. However, I cannot genuinely care for a woman who doesn't reciprocate my feelings. This is my principle, I apologize."

Elder Yun laughed, "Senior Sister Yuyan is right, you are indeed a stubborn person. Aren't men primarily interested in the bodies of many women?"

Yuan Yueze chuckled, "Didn't you just say I was special? Why are you categorizing me as an ordinary person?"

Elder Yun was speechless.

They had considered continuing their relationship and enjoying their love, but they had experienced too much hardship. If they truly fell in love, it would probably take decades. After decades, they would certainly not be able to transcend the void and ascend to immortality, because Yuan Yueze's image would be imprinted deep in their hearts. Moreover, by then, they would be over a hundred years old, and even with their high cultivation, they would probably find it difficult to stop the aging of their appearance. Yuan Yueze was indeed quite unique, but it would be difficult for him to fall for someone who looked to be over fifty.

Amidst Danmei's gasp, Yuan Yueze swept her up by the waist and laughed, "Sister Mei has fallen for me, you two please make yourselves at home!"

Then, amidst the complex expressions of Elder Yun and Elder Xia, he carried Danmei out the door.

Back in Danmei's room, Yuan Yueze held her hot, delicate body tightly, first showering her with passionate kisses.

The woman in his arms possessed the body of a twenty-year-old virgin and the mature mind of a sixty-year-old, stirring a strange impulse within him.

After a series of playful exchanges, Danmei had almost mastered the art of kissing. She nestled breathlessly against his chest, murmuring, "You're really something! One moment you're gentle, the next domineering, then tender and affectionate, then cold and ruthless. Which one is your true self?"

Yuan Yueze stroked her firm, rounded buttocks through her clothes, chuckling, "You are all of them, it just depends on the person and the situation!"

Danmei nodded slightly, lifting her flushed face, and said, "We four demons have grown up together since we were old enough to understand. Elder Ting was looking out for us, that's why he brought us together with you, young master..."

At this point, she blushed again. The blush completely dispelled the last vestige of her eeriness.

Yuan Yueze understood her meaning. With the cultivation levels of the three women, Danmei and Wen Caiting probably wouldn't be able to reach the pinnacle of martial arts before they died, while Wen Caiting was already immortal. For her to watch her sisters of decades die would be an absolutely cruel thing. Furthermore, these three women were a perfect match for Yuan Yueze in terms of appearance and figure, which is why they went to great lengths to bring them together.

Yuan Yueze smiled and said, "I don't blame them. After all, I've known Sister Mei for five or six years, and my contact with them is relatively recent."

Danmei said with a slight reproach, "You really scared them that day! Your swordsmanship was unimaginably strong."

After a pause, she continued, "However, Elder Yun and Elder Xia did indeed develop feelings for you, but they themselves didn't seem to realize it."

Yuan Yueze pondered her words: matters of the heart are indeed difficult to describe; they are changes of the heart. Women like Danmei, due to their rich life experiences, have become increasingly adept at controlling their hearts. On the one hand, this is good because it makes them calm and wise; on the other hand, it hides their truest selves deep within their hearts.

Yuan Yueze kissed her forehead and said, "I'll satisfy Sister Mei first, then I'll talk to them. What do you think?"

Danmei happily offered her lips, saying, "Although Senior Sister Yuyan says you're stubborn, your self-reflection and willingness to correct your mistakes are unmatched."

Yuan Yueze flipped her over, pinning her alluring body beneath him, and laughed, "I'm so proud!"

Danmei blushed, tilting her head back and closing her eyes, looking completely at him.

She had never truly experienced the intimacy between a man and a woman. From childhood, she had been raised to dedicate herself to the revival of her sect, willing to sacrifice everything for the Demonic Sect. Now, with the Demonic Sect unified and rapidly revitalizing, she was beginning to rediscover her lost self.

A person's true nature can never be extinguished, only suppressed. This was true of Elder Yun and Elder Xia next door.

Danmei had fallen in love with a man forty years her junior, and now she was about to surrender her decades-long virginity to him, her heart pounding with excitement.

Yuan Yueze was equally thrilled. He leaned in and kissed Danmei's luscious red lips, parting them amidst her soft moans. Danmei felt a gentle force as his lips and tongue touched hers, causing her to involuntarily part her teeth, allowing him to penetrate her mouth and savor the warm, sweet fragrance. Even the sensation of his nimble tongue scraping and sliding within her mouth was sweet and alluring. Danmei responded passionately, her slender arms encircling his neck, her body twisting slightly, her desire burning even more intensely.

Yuan Yueze's skilled hands, however, were not idle. While kissing her passionately, he expertly undressed her. In the blink of an eye, Danmei was completely naked. She only felt Yuan Yueze's hands, imbued with a strange power, slowly tracing across her breasts, swollen nipples, slender waist, flat stomach, rounded buttocks, long legs, and her secret garden. Waves of heat flowed into her body, impacting every inch of her flesh and every nerve, making her blush and moan with pleasure. Her valley, empty for decades, gradually became moist.

Yuan Yueze's large hand pressed against her slightly swollen mons pubis, combing through the thick pubic hair, and he looked up and laughed, "Mei'er, this treasure trove won't be able to hold on tonight!"

This intimate address, almost forgotten by her, immediately shattered her last shred of restraint. She passionately kissed Yuan Yueze, twisting her burning body to offer her most sensitive areas to his hands.

Yuan Yueze's fingers slid down, finding the slightly damp pearl among the pubic hair. He pressed down on it, and Danmei immediately tilted her head back, letting out a long moan. Yuan Yueze continued his actions, rubbing the engorged but still undeveloped pearl-like nipple a few times. His middle finger slid into the tightly closed crevice, where it was wet and slippery.

Danmei's jade legs parted cooperatively, accepting the caresses of the young man before her. Waves of pleasure washed over her, accompanied by increasingly loud, childlike moans.

Yuan Yueze skillfully teased her for a while, but Danmei showed no signs of climaxing, demonstrating her remarkable resilience.

Yuan Yueze stopped, bringing his glistening finger to his lips and licking it clean.

Danmei half-opened her beautiful eyes, watching his actions, feeling an indescribable mix of emotion and excitement. Because the most intense stimulation had subsided, she was much more lucid, and said shyly, "If my husband doesn't mind, please allow me to serve you."

Yuan Yueze closed his eyes and laughed loudly, "Then I'll enjoy it!" With that,

he flipped her over, assuming a woman-on-top position.

Women of the Yin Gui School have almost all received professional training in sexual intercourse, although it is only theoretical knowledge, they are hundreds of times better than ordinary virgins.

Danmei's delicate body trembled as she moved downwards in Yuan Yueze's arms, clumsily removing his outer garments. Her fragrant tongue slowly traced his chest, her licking movements light yet somewhat awkward, perfectly reflecting her theoretical knowledge only.

Slowly, Danmei slid down between Yuan Yueze's legs, her jade hands trembling as she removed his lower garments. A long,

gleaming, dark purple spear sprang out, quivering.

Danmei let out a surprised cry.

Yuan Yueze closed his eyes and chuckled, "Are you scared?" Danmei blushed and spat, "

I'm not scared at all!"

Then, she lightly brushed aside a few strands of silver hair that fell down, not letting the scattered white clouds hinder her movements. Her small mouth pressed to the base of his erect member, her tongue slowly licking it, while her other jade hand grasped the thick head, stroking and manipulating it. Yuan Yueze's masculine scent filled Danmei with a yearning for lovemaking. Though they hadn't actually intercourse, she felt an overwhelming sensuality. Her rounded buttocks secreted copious amounts of fluid.

Licking and sucking, Danmei's tongue finally reached the massive tip. She carefully sucked, feeling Yuan Yueze's intense masculine scent. The scent entered her body, quickly transforming into desire, then into tangible fluid. Danmei's long-suppressed desire surged uncontrollably. She used all the techniques she knew, diligently sucking the burning hot shaft.

Suddenly, Yuan Yueze sat up, using his internal energy to draw her buttocks towards him, his hands kneading her full, exquisite breasts, his mouth pressing against her overflowing vulva.

Only through mutual stimulation could they enhance their pleasure. Yuan Yueze and Danmei simultaneously groaned in pleasure. Danmei, being a virgin, was even more overwhelmed; her soft moans suddenly rose in volume, instinctively quickening the movements of her tongue and hands. Her body burned with desire, her honeyed spring flowing even more fiercely, the tingling, itchy sensations within growing stronger.

The penis, stimulated, throbbed incessantly, swelling slightly. Danmei's small mouth, initially kissing and sucking, gradually began to swallow. Halfway in, she released her sweet, slippery tongue, stimulating the glans and ridges. Her small hands gripped the shaft, occasionally brushing against the scrotum below.

Waves of tingling pleasure washed over her, and Yuan Yueze groaned contentedly, his large mouth sucking hard on her vulva, his rough tongue squeezing and teasing the delicate labia and clitoris.

Danmei's desire intensified, her head bobbing up and down, swallowing and spitting forcefully. Her small mouth could swallow most of the sturdy shaft, the tip touching her throat. The penis was covered in her slippery saliva.

Yuan Yueze's oral skills were also superb, quickly driving Danmei to a frenzy. Her mind was consumed by primal sexual urges, devoid of any other thoughts; she was completely lost in a boundless sea of desire. Her previously pale, rosy body gradually developed an alluring crimson, making her even more captivating. As her pleasure intensified and the penis stimulated her, Danmei's movements became rapid, her thick silver hair cascading down, rippling like white waves.

Driven by her fervent sucking and manipulation, his massive member swelled and throbbed again and again, its veins bulging, the menacing tip slamming into her throat, causing her to cough uncontrollably.

Yuan Yueze gasped for breath, forcefully pulling her back, finally freeing his member from her warm, moist mouth. Danmei lay softly against his lower abdomen, her heavy breathing suggesting she wasn't in much better shape than Yuan Yueze.

Yuan Yueze quickly pressed her down, his massive member, glistening with her saliva, automatically seeking the steaming entrance. With a slight thrust, he immediately penetrated her.

Danmei frowned, but didn't cry out in pain.

Yuan Yueze lowered his head, seeing the drops of her virgin blood, and kissed her cheek, asking, "Does it hurt?"

Danmei's starry eyes were half-closed. She first nodded slightly, then shook her head, murmuring, "My whole body is numb, it doesn't hurt much..."

Yuan Yueze chuckled, slowly plunging into the deepest part of her tight honeypot.

The moment the tip of his penis touched her delicate flower, Danmei's body trembled; clearly, even her numb body couldn't withstand such stimulation. Yuan Yueze didn't torment her, beginning a slow, deliberate thrusting.

At the same time, his large hands kneaded her swollen, firm breasts and nipples, which were smooth, white, and elastic, while his large mouth kissed and sucked them.

Gradually, Yuan Yueze's thrusting speed increased. Danmei's suppressed desire was ignited and could no longer be controlled, reacting wildly and passionately.

Yuan Yueze watched the soft, boneless, snow-white body beneath him writhe in pleasure, which further stimulated his desire. His hot, massive member roughly entered and exited Danmei's tight, lubricated honeypot, frantically thrusting into the deepest part of her honeypot, one thrust after another, deeper and deeper, more and more forceful.

Danmei felt that with Yuan Yueze's increasingly frenzied thrusting, the huge head of his penis, which she had just swallowed, had even pierced through her tender flower core and penetrated into her even more delicate uterus. The inner wall of her uterus was pulled by the external force, and the surrounding tender flesh was stimulated, feeling sore, numb, itchy, and unbearable, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

"Husband...husband...husband..."

Danmei was delirious, waves of pleasure washing over her, and she heard herself calling out to her beloved man. Her body seemed to no longer belong to her; she twisted her waist and swayed her hips, responding to Yuan Yueze's intense thrusts. Yet, the pleasure was so vividly felt by her. It was a strange, indescribable sensation.

His spear plunged deeply and fiercely into Danmei's body, bringing forth gushes of gushing fluids before violently forcing open her delicate, tender flower core, relentlessly exploring the deepest recesses of Danmei's honeypot.

At least half an hour passed, and Danmei's flushed body began to tremble. Her long, slender legs, which had been wrapped around Yuan Yueze's waist, involuntarily parted, straightening, her small toes pressed together, her arches taut in a beautiful arc.

Yuan Yueze knew she was nearing climax, so he immediately slowed his pace, but increased the force, grinding her flower core for a short while with each thrust. Danmei cried out loudly, panting heavily, her delicate mouth wide open, breathing rapidly.

As Yuan Yueze ground against her flower core again, Danmei let out a hoarse roar, her snowy buttocks arching with her waist, pressing tightly against Yuan Yueze's lower abdomen, as if afraid his spear wouldn't penetrate her honeypot even a fraction. Her jade legs were also taut and straight. At the same time, the flower core and the walls of her honeypot, pierced by the spearhead, experienced an unprecedented spasm and rhythm.

Yuan Yueze, stimulated by the intense contractions of her flower core, felt a tingling sensation at the tip of his spear, and could no longer control himself, shooting out large gushes of semen like cannonballs, densely hitting her tender uterine walls.

Danmei, scalded, let out another wild scream, her silver teeth clenched, her brows furrowed, and her fragrant body trembled again as vaginal fluid gushed from deep within her uterus.

The orgasm lasted a long time; only after a long while did Danmei's straight, round jade legs fall limply with a "thud," her delicate body still uncontrollably twitching.

Danmei was breathing heavily, her breath coming in short gasps, a tingling numbness spreading through her body.

Yuan Yueze withdrew his spear slightly, wrapped his arms tightly around her, and pressed his face, covered in fragrant sweat, to hers, smiling slightly, "How are you feeling?"

Danmei managed to speak, murmuring, "I just... felt like... I died..."

Then, noticing the glowing halo around her forearm, she exclaimed joyfully, "Oh! Is this a sign of body refinement?"

Yuan Yueze nodded slightly.

After the refinement was complete, both of them had regained much of their strength. Danmei said shyly, "Husband, go see them!"

Yuan Yueze picked her up and laughed, "Let's go together. Tonight, you two have to release all your pent-up desire."

Danmei giggled, "That won't be enough to drain you dry!"

Yuan Yueze laughed heartily, and the two quickly put on their outer garments and went out.

After Yuan Yueze left, Elder Yun and Elder Xia next door pondered his words. After a long while, they vaguely realized that it wasn't just Yuan Yueze who had a slight attraction to them; deep down, they actually admired this strange man. There were many factors at play, such as the influence of Zhu Yuyan and the other women, and his completely different style from men of this era, devoid of any chauvinistic tendencies. His so-called experience of life's trials was ultimately just a matter of tempered reason suppressing his true feelings. After all, compared to Zhu Yuyan's decades of heartbreak, their experiences were far less intense. Lost

in thought, the women vaguely heard Danmei's joyful moans next door, causing their bodies to heat up slightly. As if possessed, they listened to the entire erotic scene without moving. When it stopped, they vaguely realized that not only were their bodies hot, but their vaginas were also much wetter. This discovery greatly embarrassed them.

"I was a bit presumptuous just now, please forgive me, elder sisters."

Yuan Yueze's voice suddenly rang in the two women's ears, startling them. When they looked over, they realized that Yuan Yueze had somehow entered the room, and Danmei, seemingly reborn from the ashes, was nestled languidly against his chest. The two women couldn't help but feel envious.

Danmei smiled slightly and said, "We've been sisters for so many years, don't suppress yourselves. The Holy Sect's great cause is accomplished, it's time to think about yourselves."

The two women lowered their heads and remained silent.

Yuan Yueze used his gentle strength to place Danmei on the bed, opened his arms, and pounced on her, saying, "I won't be polite!"

Elder Yun and Elder Xia didn't dodge. When Yuan Yueze's strong arms embraced them, they both trembled simultaneously, exchanged a embarrassed glance, and then nestled softly against his masculine chest, breathing in his fresh scent.

Yuan Yueze chuckled, pulling the two women to Danmei's side. He kissed her cheek and said, "Rest first, get ready for the next battle!"

With a sudden burst of strength, his outer garment and the two women's outer garments were completely shattered, leaving only their undergarments.

The two women groaned simultaneously, nestled in his arms.

They were indeed not young, but they had never experienced the taste of love, let alone the intimacy between a man and a woman.

Yuan Yueze kissed her again, scratching his head, and said, "Oh, right, how should I address you two ladies?"

Elder Yun slightly raised her blushing face and said, "When Master was little, he called me Xiao Yun and her Xiao Xia, so you can call us that too... Hmm!"

Yuan Yueze slapped her plump buttocks and chuckled, "You have to call me husband, understand? Yu Yan got quite a beating from me, remember that!"

The two women glared at him simultaneously. Yuan Yueze then asked, "Who wants to go first?"

Before the two women could speak, his large hand, through their undergarments, grasped Elder Yun's breast, and he chuckled mischievously, "I see you always like to go against me, so I've decided to punish you first!"

Elder Xia chuckled to herself, saying, "Then hurry up!"

Influenced by the atmosphere, Elder Yun abandoned her pride and snapped, "Don't even think about it! I'll come later!"

Yuan Yueze feigned an "Oh!"

and released her. Amidst Elder Xia's gasp, he embraced her, laughing, "Then this little brother will have to pamper Xia first!"

The two women were both ashamed and angry, yet simultaneously felt that this sincere atmosphere was easy to intoxicate, allowing them to be their most authentic selves.

If people want to interact with others of their kind, they must live with masks. Because everyone has their own upbringing and social circle, their worldviews and values will naturally not be entirely the same. This is the root of conflict. In truth, who doesn't want to be able to be without a mask at all times, to be their most authentic self? It's just that reality doesn't allow it.

Elder Yun, possessing the elfin charm of a Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect, turned away in anger, leaving her alluring back to Yuan Yueze.

Yuan Yueze chuckled and kissed Elder Xia, whose starry eyes were half-closed and whose face was flushed.

Yuan Yueze guided her inexperienced little tongue, while his large hands remained still. He could see that Elder Xia and Elder Yun were complete opposites; if Elder Yun was fire, Elder Xia was water, so he could not treat them the same way, otherwise they would never taste the true flavor of love.

In fact, Elder Xia was already burning with passion. It must be said that Yuan Yueze was terrible at judging people, because Elder Xia was the kind of person who was gentle on the outside but strong on the inside. How could there be a woman in the Demonic Sect who was bound by worldly constraints like a lady from a noble family? After a passionate kiss, Elder Xia was already writhing her body, as if urging Yuan Yueze to speed up the pace.

Yuan Yueze paused slightly, sensing her barely suppressed desire. He immediately reached out and untied her bodice, revealing a pair of exquisite, full, and rounded breasts that bounced out like two white rabbits, swaying gently. Two small, pink nipples stood proudly on her alabaster breasts, their beauty accentuated by her fair skin and pale pink areolas. Although small, a closer look revealed that they were already engorged and erect, though not yet at their peak. Yuan Yueze was momentarily lost in thought, his large hand continuing to slide down her flat, smooth abdomen, removing her thin underpants. Elder Xia's starry eyes were half-closed, and she softly moaned as she lifted her slender waist and snowy buttocks, moving in rhythm with his actions.

Soon, a captivating body, mature yet retaining a youthful innocence, was fully revealed before Yuan Yueze: Elder Xia's skin was as white as snow, like solidified jade, appearing translucent and almost translucent; her slender, long, and lustrous hair cascaded over her shoulders, making her snow-white shoulders even more radiant; the delicate pink buds on her exquisitely carved jade-like breasts, her slender and graceful waist, her long, snow-white legs, and the delicate, soft hair between her thighs—more alluring than her hair—created a radiant and alluring female form.

Upon closer inspection, one could see faint blushes creeping across her jade-like skin.

While Yuan Yueze was lost in thought, Elder Xia was already biting his ear and whispering, "Aren't you coming?"

Thinking of her straightforward personality beneath her delicate appearance, Yuan Yueze immediately rolled over, pinning her beneath him. Biting her delicate earlobe, he whispered, "Since Xia is so proactive, I won't hold back!"

Elder Xia closed her beautiful eyes shyly, pinched him lightly, then wrapped her arms around his back, her slightly flushed face displaying an alluring expression of shyness and joy.

Yuan Yueze didn't waste any words, starting with kissing her small mouth, then sliding down to her chest, taking most of her exquisite breast into his mouth, occasionally gently biting the pink nipple with his teeth, while his other hand forcefully squeezed her other soft and elastic breast.

Elder Xia was unrestrained; once she made up her mind, she immediately indulged without restraint. Yuan Yueze's large mouth and the assault of his hands on her breasts made her unbearably itchy, and she naturally began to moan softly.

Then, Yuan Yueze's large hand slid down, caressing the mons pubis for a while before covering Elder Xia's delicate little garden with his hand, teasing every sensitive muscle within with his fingers.

Elder Xia's moans gradually grew louder, making Elder Yun blush and her heart race.

Yuan Yueze's teasing made Elder Xia's honeypot increasingly wet and itchy, the gushing lustful fluids wetting the hair on her labia majora. Her desire rose rapidly, and she began to vigorously rub Yuan Yueze's jade-like hand, breathing softly, "Stop teasing! Come on...come on!"

Yuan Yueze kissed her rosy cheeks, his long spear parting the labia majora and minora, pressing against the entrance of her mysterious little garden.

Elder Xia's honeypot was like a baby's mouth, not only continuously secreting lustful fluids but also generating a suction force, as if beckoning the long spear to enter. With a slight exertion, Yuan Yueze's engorged, rock-hard, and burning-hot member, accompanied by incredibly lubricated vaginal fluid, slid in with a "whoosh!"

sound, penetrating most of its length.

At the moment of deflowering, Elder Xia's reaction was similar to Danmei's, only letting out a muffled groan.

Yuan Yueze paused briefly, then slowly pushed his member forward, pressing it to the deepest part of her tight, flower-like passage.

"Mmm!"

As the massive member was fully inserted, Elder Xia let out a satisfied groan. The swelling, numbness, and itching sensation quickly overwhelmed the pain, and the emptiness was instantly filled.

Yuan Yueze slowly began to thrust, patiently and rhythmically. While savoring the pleasure brought by the tightness of the woman's flower passage beneath him, he used all his skills to stimulate every sensitive spot. The tip of his penis struck the tender clitoris with each thrust, and with other sensitive areas being skillfully teased, Elder Xia cried out unrestrainedly. Even her longtime best friends, Danmei and Elder Yun, blushed slightly, their desires gradually aroused by her soft and beautiful cries.

Elder Xia was undoubtedly a man's dream woman. Yuan Yueze was captivated by the boldness beneath her beautiful exterior; captivated by her incredibly quick-witted tongue; intoxicated by her smooth, fragrant, and translucent skin; intoxicated by her warm, tight, and moist honeypot; intoxicated by all the pleasure she brought…

Elder Xia's cheeks flushed, her body glistening with fragrant sweat, her delicate, red lips slightly parted, her breath sweet as orchids. Overwhelmed by decades of suppressed desire, she lost all reason. Her shapely, straight legs were tightly wrapped around Yuan Yueze's waist, her snowy buttocks rising and falling in rhythm with his thrusts, her juices flowing freely and splashing everywhere with each of his increasingly vigorous movements. As

the thrusting became faster, the ecstasy intensified, stimulating their movements, breathing, and moans. Elder Xia twisted and swayed her hips wildly, responding to Yuan Yueze's increasingly powerful thrusts. Yuan Yueze hooked one arm around her round, pink neck and the other cupped her swaying, snowy buttocks, thrusting forcefully. Their lower bodies collided repeatedly, producing loud "slap slap" sounds. His

massive member moved in and out of her overflowing honeypot, each time withdrawing, only a tiny tip remained at the entrance, and each time it plunged back in, it pressed against the tender core of her honeypot, occasionally grinding against it. Elder Xia was stimulated by the pleasure, her delicate body trembling, her head swaying and moaning.

"Ah! I'm dying... I'm dying..."

Elder Xia was no less intense than Danmei, persisting for more than half an hour before suddenly biting her lower lip, her delicate brows furrowing, letting out a scream. While tightly embracing Yuan Yueze, her slightly trembling body and vagina simultaneously reached the peak of spasm, tightly enveloping and biting his massive member. At the same time, thick streams of lustful fluid gushed even more violently from the deepest part of her honeypot.

His massive member was tightly gripped by her already narrow passage, making it impossible for Yuan Yueze to thrust smoothly. He could only muster all his strength, thrusting all the way in, his gaze landing squarely on the twitching, tender flesh of her flower core. As her flower core was sucked and sprayed with her vaginal fluids, a tingling sensation ran down Yuan Yueze's spine. He could no longer control himself; his ejaculation gate opened, and like a flood bursting its banks, a jet of hot, sticky semen gushed forth from his swollen member, hitting her flower core and flowing into her uterus.

His flower core was subjected to this scorching, fierce assault, and Elder Xia let out another long hiss as her vaginal fluids gushed forth once more. Despite being utterly powerless, her limbs clung tightly to Yuan Yueze's back and waist.

After a long, deep breath, Elder Xia barely managed to open her beautiful eyes. Looking at the faint glow emanating from her body, she revealed a joyful and happy expression. Initially, it was indeed out of envy for Changsheng that she wanted to offer her body to Yuan Yueze; looking back, it was such a foolish thought. Through their recent union, he clearly understood Yuan Yueze's love, and this was the perfect outcome for both of them.

Danmei slowly crawled over and whispered in Elder Xia's ear.

Yuan Yueze kissed the two women and said softly, "Now you can watch another good show!"

Then, amidst the two women's teasing smiles, he left Elder Xia's alluring body.

Elder Xia's whole body was limp, lying on the bed, only her chest heaving, causing her full breasts to tremble.

Elder Yun, startled, suddenly felt a premonition and abruptly sat up.

Yuan Yueze stood awkwardly in place, while Danmei and Elder Xia, not far behind, were already giggling.

Elder Yun chuckled as she watched Yuan Yueze prepare to ambush her ample buttocks. Her gaze then fell upon his throbbing, erect member, and she was immediately startled: the dark purple head was frighteningly large, seemingly containing boundless power. A trace of Elder Xia's virgin blood stained the base, and the shaft was coated with her secretions, glistening and further emphasizing its magnificence.

Yuan Yueze scratched his head and chuckled dryly. He sat cross-legged, arms outstretched, and said, "Little Yun, would you like to try taking the initiative?"

Elder Yun hesitated. Danmei and Elder Xia, however, cheered from behind. Although Elder Yun's pretty face was flushed, she gave a defiant snort and said, "Don't even think about pinning me down!"

Then, to Yuan Yueze's astonishment, she boldly removed her undergarments, revealing her vibrant and alluring body to him. In terms of figure alone, she probably couldn't even compare to the former Wen Caiting.

Elder Yun's face flushed even more, and she quickly exhaled. She leaped slightly onto Yuan Yueze's lap and half-squatted down. At the same time, one of her fair and delicate arms wrapped around Yuan Yueze's neck, while the other hand reached down and grasped the hot, massive member covered in her best friend's blood. After a slight struggle, she aimed it at her slightly open, fleshy opening and lowered her jade-like buttocks.

The spear instantly swallowed most of it, and Elder Yun let out a muffled groan with a hint of misery. Her waist arched forward, and her head tilted back forcefully, her cascading hair drawing graceful clouds in the air.

A small stream of bright red blood flowed from her wet opening, running along the shaft of the spear and slowly down to the hairline at the base.

Elder Yun gritted her teeth, her delicate body trembling slightly, and she gasped for breath, but no longer let out any more painful moans.

Yuan Yueze shook his head and chuckled: Elder Yun was probably just like the Little Witch back then. He then supported her trembling, snowy buttocks with one hand, gently stroking her smooth, tender back with the other, while his mouth moved forward, taking her full, jade-like breasts into his mouth, then releasing them, his lips pressing against the pink nipple that wasn't fully engorged.

Fortunately, having listened to so much erotic music, her desire began to rise; her seemingly hazy flower path wasn't dry, and Yuan Yueze's long spear was covered in Elder Yun's lustful fluids, so it didn't hinder entry. However, Yuan Yueze's enormous member was magnificent, and since it was Elder Yun's first time, her recklessness and impetuosity were exactly like the Little Witch's back then.

Elder Yun was grateful that Yuan Yueze hadn't laughed at her, but instead helped alleviate her pain, so she followed his strength, her slender waist slightly lowering until the two were tightly joined together, without any gap.

As she sat down fully, her nipples swelled and hardened. Yuan Yueze knew her desire was completely aroused, so he released her nipples, kissed the fragrant sweat on her forehead and cheeks, and smiled, "Won't you take a few bites?"

Since Yuan Yueze hadn't moved an inch, although the tip of his penis was pressing firmly against her tender flesh, Elder Yun didn't experience too much pleasure. So she took the opportunity to bite his shoulder, but Yuan Yueze chuckled, "Little Yun doesn't only have one mouth, does she?"

Elder Yun immediately understood his meaning and spat, "You little rascal, I'll bite you to death!"

As she spoke, she began to wriggle the folds of her vaginal walls, vigorously massaging, squeezing, and biting every part of the penis.

Yuan Yueze glanced back at the dumbfounded Elders Danmei and Xia, and the three of them burst into laughter.

Elder Yun also felt that she had been too unrestrained. For some reason, Yuan Yueze had brought out the mentality of her youth. She thought to herself that perhaps it was because he was too sincere! This feeling was very alluring, making one feel weary of the world.

"Mmm!"

While lost in her own thoughts, she suddenly realized something was wrong. An uncontrollable electric current surged from the deepest part of her vagina, rushing to her brain and causing her to involuntarily let out a satisfied moan.

Yuan Yueze embraced her smooth, silky back and slender waist, pressing his erect penis against her delicate flower core, beginning to sway, grind, and rotate. His lips stretched one of her nipples before releasing it, making a soft "snap" sound. He then teased, "Sitting on the mighty Evil Emperor and still not moving?"

Elder Yun's body went limp from the grinding, even the pain of losing her virginity had vanished. Instinctively, she lifted her snowy buttocks, trying to escape the strange, tingling, and itchy sensation that coursed through her body. She wrapped her slender arms around Yuan Yueze's neck, and only after his member had released a small portion of her honey pot did she slowly sit down. Yuan Yueze

stopped teasing her and began to support her buttocks, moving up and down in rhythm with her movements.

Holding this fragrant body tightly in his arms, Yuan Yueze leaned down and kissed Elder Yun's alluring red lips, his tongue plunging into her warm, fragrant mouth, teasing and entwining with her sweet, delicate tongue.

Elder Yun's alluring honey pot was constantly being thrust into and stirred by his hot, magnificent member, waves of unprecedented, intense, tingling pleasure making her feel indescribably comfortable. The dam of desire suppressed for decades was finally breached by primal pleasure, gradually overflowing. Her movements quickened, her small mouth forcefully breaking free from Yuan Yueze's large mouth, her soft moans and gasps filling the air.

Amidst the splashing of vaginal fluids, the sounds of flesh slapping together were incessant.

Their movements grew increasingly intense, attracting frequent glances from Danmei and Elder Xia, who were whispering amongst themselves nearby. They had never seen Elder Yun so wanton and alluring.

A quarter of an hour later, Elder Yun, her body flushed with a rosy glow, gradually slowed down. Yuan Yueze immediately bit her earlobe and asked, "Are you tired?"

Elder Yun nodded shyly. In terms of cultivation, she certainly wouldn't be tired, but the act of intercourse, involving pleasure, caused her energy to drain quickly. Right now, Elder Yun's body was exhausted from Yuan Yueze's continuous thrusts and pounding, and she was panting heavily.

Yuan Yueze pressed his lips against her smooth, sweat-drenched face, lunging forward to assume a missionary position. Elder Yun immediately felt much more relaxed, letting out a contented sigh, her shapely legs unconsciously wrapping around Yuan Yueze's waist.

Yuan Yueze began to thrust.

Elder Yun stopped exerting force, purely enjoying the pleasurable sensation of the scorching, massive object scraping and rubbing against the walls of her flower passage and grinding against her tender clitoris. She secretly sighed, marveling at the exquisite pleasure of lovemaking; one could never truly know its joy without experiencing it firsthand.

Yuan Yueze, in control, thrust at a speed far exceeding Elder Yun's own pace. With powerful, frenzied thrusts, the tip of his penis launched an unparalleled attack on her slippery, pink vulva and tender clitoris. The increasingly intense lust caused Elder Yun's body to tremble more violently, her moans growing ever louder. Suddenly,

Yuan Yueze stopped. In her semi-conscious state, Elder Yun instinctively raised her snowy buttocks to meet his thrusts. Just then, Yuan Yueze thrust forward with great force, the tip of his spear slamming into her clitoris, causing Elder Yun to cry out, "Ouch!"

Yuan Yueze withdrew again, the entire spear protruding from her opening. The fleshy orifice, washed clean of blood by her vaginal fluids, couldn't immediately close due to the prolonged thrusting, leaving a small, bright red opening through which the budding flesh inside was clearly visible.

Elder Yun opened her hazy, beautiful eyes, as if to see what had happened, when she suddenly cried out again, "Ah!"

It turned out that Yuan Yueze had thrust his spear in again.

He had changed the speed of his thrusts, but increased the force. This had a tremendous impact on Elder Yun's clitoris, elevating her pleasure to a new level. She cried out wildly, panting. Each time Yuan Yueze thrust in hard, her vaginal fluids splattered everywhere, a truly spectacular sight.

Yuan Yueze continued like this for over a hundred times, finally pressing his body against her hot, delicate form amidst Elder Yun's pleas. Elder Yun's emptiness was instantly filled by the man in her arms, and she moaned joyfully. Yuan Yueze kissed her breasts again, sucking on the protruding nipples. His hands, holding her firm, snowy buttocks, squeezed and kneaded her flesh, while his spear rubbed against her tender folds and soft clitoris. Elder Yun's body flushed crimson, and she felt the tingling pleasure from her honeypot growing stronger, surging through her body in waves.

Yuan Yueze felt her fragrant body and honeypot begin to contract rhythmically, and immediately increased the intensity of his thrusts. Hundreds of thrusts in one breath, Elder Yun finally reached the peak of her inspiration. Her performance was the same as her two sisters, except that she wept with joy, tears streaming down her face. Her limbs gripped Yuan Yueze frantically, and her yin essence, which had been stored for decades, gushed out from the depths of her womb, raining down on the tip of Yuan Yueze's spear.

The pleasure she gave Yuan Yueze was even more intense than that of Danmei and Elder Xia. Yuan Yueze shuddered, sprinkling his semen onto her contracted flower core, watering that barren field that had been desolate for decades.

Elder Yun, who had been unconscious for an unknown period of time, gradually regained consciousness and found Yuan Yueze holding her tightly, even carefully combing her sweat-dampened hair, tucking strands behind her ears. She was deeply moved, burying her face in his chest, and for the first time ever, softly called out, "Husband."

Danmei and the other two women, who had regained their strength, also gathered around. The three women knew they would never be separated again. The great cause of the Holy Sect had been accomplished once more; could there be a more perfect outcome in the world?

Yuan Yueze glanced at Danmei, whose eyes were filled with spring, knowing that her desire had been ignited again. He laughed heartily, and the two women became entangled again.

The three women took turns, one after the other, in a relentless battle, managing to fight with Yuan Yueze until dawn on the night of their first sexual encounter. Each man ejaculated at least ten times before finally releasing the pent-up desire of nearly sixty years, falling into a deep sleep in Yuan Yueze's arms.

Under a sky obscured by banners, Song Shidao and Kou Zhong, surrounded by a host of generals, ascended the command platform at the southern end of the Luoyang military parade ground to conduct a swearing-in ceremony, appointing troops and bestowing seals of office.

More than three hundred civil and military officials stood on either side of the platform. In the center of the square, 50,000 Luoyang soldiers lined up for the ceremony, their morale high and their fighting spirit strong.

Although the parade ground was teeming with people, it was deathly silent, the atmosphere solemn and dignified.

Song and Kou reached the center of the platform, with the generals positioned behind them. The former surveyed the reverent eyes of the soldiers below and smiled, saying, "Brothers!"

The soldiers roared in unison, their shouts echoing into the clear sky above the palace.

Song Shidao raised his hands high, and only after the cheers of his soldiers gradually subsided did he loudly proclaim, "Since the fall of the Sui Dynasty, the world has been in chaos, and heroes from all walks of life have risen up in rebellion. Li Yuanji willingly became a lackey of Jieli, and Xiao Xian and Zhu Can are trapped by their uncles and are on the verge of defeat. The opportunity for the unification of the Central Plains has arrived. It is now February, and our friend, Khan Tuli, has made an agreement with me and the young commander to meet at Tongwan City in March and decisively defeat Jieli and the Golden Wolf Army, who are harassing our Central Plains!"

The morale of the Luoyang army soared, and they responded with raised arms, the wind and clouds changing color.

This time, apart from Song Shidao, Kou Zhong, and Xu Xing, the other generals still led their own armies, preparing to capture Chang'an in one fell swoop. Kou Zhong had appointed Liu Heita as commander to continue the recapture of Hebei, so he could personally participate in the northern expedition.

The crimes committed by Jieli and the Golden Wolf Army in Guanzhong had reached an appalling level; every day, large numbers of people fled Guanzhong, a large portion of whom were killed. Every Chinese person hated them to the core.

Taking advantage of their geographical position, the Song army's navy relentlessly pressured Hanzhong. Former Li Tang troops surrendered continuously, leaving only the Turkic generals sent by Jieli to hold out. Hanzhong would fall soon.

Chang'an, however, was different. Yang Jian and Yang Guang were both suspicious men, fearing rebellion from their subordinates and even more so, that they would open the gates to the enemy. Therefore, they not only fortified the city extensively, but the city gates themselves were fortified within fortifications, making them as strong as the repaired Luoyang. Therefore, it was impossible for the attackers to capture it quickly. Only a simultaneous attack from the north and south could throw Jieli into disarray and cause him to collapse without a fight.

Kou Zhong remembered a poem Wei Zhenzhen had taught him and immediately shouted, "If it benefits the country, I will risk my life; how can I avoid it because of fortune or misfortune?"

Kou Zhong's reputation was no less than Song Shidao's, and the Luoyang army immediately echoed his words.

Yuan Yueze crossed the Puchang Sea and headed northwest towards the ancient city of Loulan. The other women who were interested in the battle had already gone ahead.

When he arrived at the north shore of the Puchang Sea, Yuan Yueze suddenly stopped and stared intently to his right.

Shi Feixuan, dressed in plain white with a long light yellow cloak, stood gracefully in the distance, seemingly waiting for his arrival.

Yuan Yueze swept over like a gust of wind, opening his arms and laughing, "It's been over a year since we last met! Feixuan's cultivation has improved considerably, congratulations!"

A strange look flashed in Shi Feixuan's eyes, whose expression had remained calm. She subconsciously took a half-step back, adopting a wary stance.

Yuan Yueze laughed heartily and lowered his arms.

Shi Feixuan's expression returned to calm. She let out a soft sigh and said composedly, "Young Master flatters me. Your cultivation is far superior to mine."

Yuan Yueze said casually, "This battle is something I've been waiting for for many days. How can I not improve myself? If Feixuan is here to watch the battle, please follow me!"

The two walked side by side. Shi Feixuan gazed deeply at him and said calmly, "Since that person has learned the 'War God's Manual,' what makes you so confident that you can defeat him?"

Yuan Yueze chuckled and said, "Does Feixuan really think that a 'War God's Manual' can allow anyone to break through to the ultimate Dao? Liu Yu's willpower is so strong that even I am ashamed of myself, but that is also his weakness."

What he said was true. Bei Shengtian had also personally seen the "War God's Manual" but failed to comprehend the Dao of Heaven due to his limited aptitude; Liu Yu's aptitude was certainly not the problem, but his obsession was the key obstacle to his transcendence of the mortal world.

Shi Feixuan seemed to have absorbed little of what he was saying. After silently nodding, she calmly asked, "What do you plan to do with my master?"

Yuan Yueze realized she knew about Fan Qinghui's rape and was taken aback. "She tried to kill me. I've taken my revenge. We have nothing more to do with each other."

Shi Feixuan gave him a charming, amused expression, as if to say, "Is this how you take revenge?"

Yuan Yueze remembered that his "revenge" was essentially granting Fan Qinghui eternal life, and he couldn't help but chuckle. He said meaningfully, "Your master might cultivate alone for several more decades, but she will eventually come looking for me. Otherwise, once her cultivation reaches a certain level, it will be difficult to improve further."

A bitter smile appeared on Shi Feixuan's lips. She was in the thick of it all; how could she not understand this? If she stubbornly insisted on her solitary cultivation, not only would her cultivation be difficult to advance, but it might even regress. All because Yuan Yueze had left an indelible mark on her heart.

Shi Feixuan let out a long sigh and softly asked, "Will you retire after this battle, young master?"

Yuan Yueze nodded and said, "I still need to go back to Luoyang to pick up a few people."

He paused, as if reading her mind, and said, "Feixuan, why do you need to restrain yourself so much? Wouldn't it be better to let things take their natural course?"

Shi Feixuan's delicate body trembled slightly, then she smiled charmingly, exuding a myriad of allure, and said leisurely, "The opportunity for the unification of the Central Plains has appeared, and Feixuan will still need to help her sect for a while."

Yuan Yueze knew that she was still worried that the Demonic Sect would turn against the Profound Sect after gaining power, so he put his hand on her fragrant shoulder, shook his head and chuckled, "Then I will personally come to Jingzhai to snatch them away a year later."

Shi Feixuan did not resist, and looked up at the sparse clouds in the blue sky, her jade-like face calm and peaceful.

When the two arrived outside the ancient city of Loulan, Xiang Yutian, Fu Cailin, Song Que, and a blonde beauty with a seemingly complicated relationship who was holding his arm were already waiting on the ground. The Song sisters and the Fu sisters were with them, and Zhu Yuyan and the other women were also there. The first four were the "unexpected spectators" Zhu Yuyan had mentioned. Shi Feixuan already knew about Song and Fu's affair, so she showed no surprise and calmly bowed.

Xiang Yutian was slightly taken aback when he looked at Shi Feixuan.

Liu Yu's voice rang out from within the ruins, saying, "Xiang Yutian, does this child resemble Xuan Jing?"

Xiang Yutian laughed heartily, saying, "So what if he resembles her, or not? So many years have passed, and you still can't forget Xuan Jing."

Yuan Yueze and Shi Feixuan immediately confirmed that Xuan Jing had an unusual relationship with Xiang Yutian and Liu Yu.

Liu Yu, dressed in black, slowly walked out, shaking his head and sighing, "Back then, I specially led Fan Qinghui down the mountain just to see Xuan Jing. Little Song should remember that, right?"

Song Que laughed loudly, "No matter how you pretend, it's useless. I clearly sense your shock that Brother Fu and I are still in this world." A

look of surprise flashed in Liu Yu's eyes, clearly Song Que had hit the nail on the head. However, no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't guess that the shattered void resulting from that peak duel was actually the result of Fu Junqiang's extraordinary efforts. This undoubtedly increased the pressure on Liu Yu's mind and spirit. Song Que didn't want to face Fan Qinghui, so Yuan Yueze came up with this plan: he, Fu Cailin, and Zhang Zhongjian each established huge influence overseas, laying a solid ideological foundation for the future expansion of the Central Plains army.

Fu Cailin stroked his beard and sighed, "The Great Way is simple, but knowing it is easy and doing it is difficult. If you don't correct your mindset, I'm afraid you'll never understand the ultimate Way in your lifetime."

Xiang Yutian continued, "Xuan Jing is devoted to the Way, so she will neither fall in love with you nor with me. At most, we are friends in the Heavenly Way. You, Liu Yu, are still delusional, it's ridiculous!"

Shi Feixuan frowned, vaguely guessing that Fan Qinghui had such a deep prejudice against the people of the Demonic Sect because she knew about Xuan Jing's experiences. Otherwise, with her many years of mental cultivation, how could she not understand that her stubborn thoughts had already led her to demonic possession?

Yun Shuai snorted coldly, "You don't need to worry, we're just here to watch the battle, we won't interfere."

Yuan Yueze leaped in front of Liu Yu, his evil sword held across his chest, and shouted, "Why aren't you making a move?"

Liu Yu was unaffected by the crowd's words, smiled faintly, and said, "If you shamelessly interfere in the siege, what difficulty is there in my death?"

Under his words, even if Xiang Yutian and the others truly wanted to attack, they couldn't, because it involved the dignity of martial artists.

Yuan Yueze laughed loudly, "At this moment, everyone is using their wits, you will never be able to master the final page of the 'War God's Manual'."

Liu Yu looked up at the sky, unmoved.

Both sides of the decisive battle appeared carefree and relaxed, showing no sign of fighting desperately.

In reality, however, this was not the case: when Yuan Yueze crossed Puchang Sea, the essence, energy, and spirit of both sides had already begun an invisible clash that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

The essence, energy, and spirit of the two began to rise rapidly.

Gradually, the azure sky, the desolate desert, the ancient city of Loulan, the gusts of wind, and the fluffy white clouds all vanished. Only the two figures remained, their all-encompassing, boundless, and limitless spiritual energies locked in a fierce clash.

Darkness descended.

Song Yuzhi's urgent cry rang out, "Ah! It's a solar eclipse!"

The crowd's focused attention scattered as they all looked up at the sky.

A small, distinct trough appeared to the right of the sun, high in the sky, gradually widening.

After a brief glance, everyone immediately focused on the situation.

The two figures became clearer: Liu Yu's eyes flashed with light, his long hair billowed wildly, his robes fluttered, resembling a demon god. Waves of heat emanated from his body, crashing down on Yuan Yueze like ocean waves, one after another, without end.

Yuan Yueze maintained his sword-wielding stance, unchanged from the beginning, a static "drawing sword" posture. He knew Liu Yu was constantly draining his true energy, and the slightest carelessness would lead to annihilation. Therefore, he used stillness to control movement; no matter how wildly his opponent's spirit and attack power surged, his power increased with his opponent's. If Liu Yu

was using Yin and Yang and the Five Elements for his own purposes, Yuan Yueze was merging with Yin and Yang and the Five Elements as one.

Xiang Yutian and the others stroked their beards and smiled.

The sky grew darker, a cold wind howled, and the crescent sun cast a bleak and sorrowful light.

Liu Yu slowly raised his right palm, producing a deafening shrill sound. Without any visible movement, he suddenly appeared about ten feet in front of Yuan Yueze, striking with his palm.

"Clang!"

The evil sword curved and sprang from its straight scabbard, arriving at Yuan Yueze's right hand.

Within a mere few feet of space, Liu Yu's palm strikes were unpredictable, blurring the lines between reality and illusion. He continuously drew various bizarre illusory shapes, then transformed his palm into fingers, fingers into fists, striking Liu Yu's chest. No one would believe it without witnessing it firsthand.

Yuan Yueze's eyes flashed with lightning, his evil sword hummed, emitting an extremely cold aura. Then, with a "bang!"

he vanished, transforming into a torrential downpour of shimmering light, striking Liu Yu's fist.

A series of thunderous explosions echoed across the sky.

The figures merged and separated in an instant, the two switching positions, increasing the distance to ten palms' width, facing back to back.

The sand and stones swept into the air fell back to the ground like raindrops.

A cold wind howled, sand and dust swirled, and the figures on the battlefield began to blur.

Everyone's attention was completely focused on the battlefield, even forgetting the most wondrous and spectacular natural phenomenon unfolding in the sky.

With a roar, Liu Yu seemed to tremble the earth. He leaped into the air, his hands slightly curved, palms facing each other, making subtle and ingenious movements as he lunged at Yuan Yueze with seemingly slow but actually swift movements.

In the blink of an eye, his unpredictable and skillful movements changed countless times, finally clasping his hands together, his sleeves billowing, and "burrowing" forward.

Observers might find this move more flashy than practical, but only Yuan Yueze, caught in the middle, understood its terrifying power: in their previous clash, he had forcibly channeled his true energy into Liu Yu's body. Liu Yu's current move not only condensed and refined the energy he had absorbed from heaven and earth, but also incorporated Yuan Yueze's true energy, concentrating it all at a single point. Its ingenuity rivaled the wonders of nature, its power enough to startle heaven and earth and make ghosts weep. Ordinary martial artists, unless they reached Xiang Yutian's level, would only suffer annihilation, body and soul.

A cone-shaped burst of energy shot through the air, tearing sand and gravel into the air like a wall. In an instant, the sky and earth were filled with sand and dust carried into the air, resembling the end of the world under the dim sunlight.

Yuan Yueze slowly turned around, his eyes gleaming, his clothes and long hair perfectly still, and swung his sword back in a slash.

At first glance, this strike seemed amusing, like a self-indulgent sword dance. But upon closer inspection, one would realize that the already transparent sword had become almost insubstantial, a manifestation of the essence and spirit infused within Yuan Yueze. Liu Yu, exerting all his strength, felt a piercing whistling sound as the evil sword slashed down, appearing and disappearing, sometimes near, sometimes far. Then, the surrounding area was filled with incredibly powerful vortexes of air, creating a sense of illusion. He felt as if he were in a boundless ocean with towering waves, completely unsure of which aspect of his opponent's attack to respond to.

"Pfft!"

The earth shook.

Yuan Yueze and Liu Yu groaned simultaneously, their figures separating in an instant.

The two streams of true energy clashed, causing the ten-zhang space to instantly contract and collapse. Then, like a ball being spun, the energy spread wildly outwards, resembling tangible lightning tearing through the void.

The last "pearl" of light on the sun's surface vanished in an instant, transforming into a strange black sphere emitting a white glow. The sky gradually transitioned from deep black in the center to deep blue, then light blue on either side, then purple, then light purple, and finally a pale red at the horizon, mingling with the gold-edged clouds and a few dazzling stars. It was a beauty so eerie that words could not describe it.

Darkness descended.

A deathly silence fell before the ancient city of Loulan. It was vaguely visible that the distance between Yuan Yueze and Liu Yu had widened to over thirty zhang.

The divine light in their eyes had somewhat faded, revealing that they had suffered immense losses in the earth-shattering battle, and might even have sustained internal injuries.

Yuan Yueze's voice rang out, "Do you regret it?"

Liu Yu looked up at the stars in the sky, realizing for the first time the wondrous power and beauty of the universe. Otherwise, how could it create the magnificent atmosphere of a solar eclipse? Hearing this, he seemed to be talking to himself, "Regret?"

His tone carried a hint of sorrow and unshakeable sadness, which seemed even more desolate and bleak in the dark eclipse.

After a slight pause, he regained his composure and continued, "I really want to know your origins. Why are your internal organs and meridians stronger than mine?"

Yuan Yueze said, "I told you years ago that my body has been refined."

Liu Yu sighed for some reason, slowly stepped forward, and said calmly, "Today's battle is a fight to the death. Come, let's continue!"

Yuan Yueze held his evil sword horizontally and smiled, "Please!"

Liu Yu let out a long roar, his figure spinning like a whirlwind, shooting in front of Yuan Yueze. Hundreds of hand shadows appeared in his palms, his clothes and long hair fluttering, his appearance imposing. Yet his expression remained calm and serene, revealing his inner cultivation and profound understanding.

He calmly resisted the pressing, oppressive energy from all directions, his longsword sweeping back and forth with a light and graceful style, his inner strength powerful and concentrated.

Liu Yu moved yet remained still; Yuan Yueze remained still yet moved.

Yuan Yueze finally crashed into Liu Yu's palm strike.

A sliver of light suddenly streaked across the sky, gradually brightening the light. A

series of muffled sounds echoed as Liu Yu, bleeding from all seven orifices, was thrown backward like a kite with a broken string, his eyes radiating a complex expression no one could understand.

Drawn by the energy, Yuan Yueze, his nose bleeding, unleashed countless sword shadows, pursuing the attack like a whirlwind.

The sudden change in light caused many with insufficient cultivation to momentarily lose their balance, involuntarily closing their eyes and rubbing them. Only a few, including Xiang Yutian, could see every detail of the battlefield.

"Clang!"

The evil sword returned to its sheath. Yuan Yueze, pale-faced, stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the slumped Liu Yu.

As the light intensified, the sandstorm gradually subsided, and the area outside the ancient city of Loulan became a peaceful and pure world.

Xiao Ge's revenge was complete, and Xiao Bei and her daughter embraced, tears streaming down their faces.

Shan Wanjing cheered and rushed forward first, followed closely by the others.

Liu Yu gasped for breath, seemingly unwilling, and said, "If I could master the final page of the 'War God's Manual,' you would be no match for me."

Yuan Yueze shook his head speechlessly: This man showed no remorse even at the moment of his death. With his temperament, no matter how many more years he practiced, he would likely never reach the realm of shattering the void. But his personality was cultivated over a hundred years and could not be changed in a short time.

Xiang Yutian said calmly, "What you are pursuing is something that doesn't belong to you at all. Your biological father is Li Dao'er."

Liu Yu finally raised his head, and the timid ones screamed in unison, turning their heads away.

His face was deathly pale, blood still wet from his seven orifices, making him look like a vengeful ghost. He roared

hoarsely, "You're talking nonsense! I am the Crown Prince of the Southern Dynasty! It's all your fault that I lost my throne!" Xiang Yutian said nonchalantly, "Perhaps I was wrong at first, but you've lived so many more years thanks to me, haven't you?"

Liu Yu laughed wildly, laughing until blood and tears streamed down his face, a terrifying sight. After laughing, he gritted his teeth and said, "The time was not on my side. My defeat today was due to underestimating the enemy, not a fault in battle. Xiang Yutian, I, Liu Yu, will never forgive you, even as a ghost!"

Amidst his maniacal laughter, Liu Yu struck the top of the head with a palm and collapsed limply.

Even in his dying moments, he stared at Xiang Yutian with venomous eyes, refusing to close his eyes in peace.

At the same time, Song Shidao and Kou Zhong's troops arrived at Tongwan City and successfully joined forces with the 100,000-strong mixed army led by the brothers Tuli, Geyuan, and Gunatei.

After Liu Yu's death, Yuan Yueze bid farewell to Xiang Yutian and the other women and returned to Luoyang.

Song Que returned to his mountain home, Fu Cailin planned to stay in the mountains with Xiang Yutian for a while, and Commander Yun was busy with government affairs.

The women all hid in their bracelets, and Yuan Yueze used his lightness skill alone to return to Luoyang in less than a month.

In his small residence in Luoyang, he met Hu Xiaoxian, Ji Qian, and Zheng Shuming. All

three women had lost some weight and wore melancholy expressions. Perhaps due to the upheaval in Chang'an and the loss of her only relative, Hu Xiaoxian was the thinnest.

When they heard Yuan Yueze's voice at the door, the three women rushed out of the room almost simultaneously and threw themselves into his arms.

It was normal for Hu Xiaoxian and Zheng Shuming to rush over, but the fact that Ji Qian, a woman Yuan Yueze had no feelings for, was so agitated left him somewhat bewildered.

However, he couldn't very well push them away, so he wiped away their tears one by one, told a few jokes, and finally managed to make them laugh through their tears. Only then did the four of them return to the living room to talk.

Hu Xiaoxian didn't want to leave Yuan Yueze for a moment. Ignoring the gazes of the other two women, she simply clung weakly to him, her usual lively and seductive demeanor completely gone, causing Yuan Yueze a pang of heartache.

Yuan Yueze affectionately stroked Hu Xiaoxian's pale face with his large hand, then turned to Zheng Shuming and Ji Qian and said, "You should both know that I hate nonsense the most, so I'll be frank. My mission in the mortal world is complete. I'm only returning to Luoyang to pick up Xiaoxian. I wonder what your plans are?"

Zheng Shuming, who was pouring tea for Yuan Yueze, was startled by his words, and the teacup was knocked over with a "clatter." The two women almost simultaneously exclaimed, "What?"

Hu Xiaoxian finally showed a joyful expression, and shyly wrapped her arms around his waist.

Zheng Shuming frowned and said, "The world is not yet unified, and you're already leaving, young master? Is this an order from your master?"

Yuan Yueze smiled and shook his head, briefly explaining that the remnants of the Great Ming Zunjiao had been eliminated, and said, "The unification of the world is a foregone conclusion, which is why I said the mission was complete. I haven't decided whether to leave this world yet; I just want to live a carefree and leisurely life in the mountains."

He paused, gave the two women a meaningful look, and said with a wicked smile, "Do you two also wish to live in seclusion with me?"

Zheng Shuming and Ji Lu were greatly embarrassed and immediately lowered their heads in shame. Hu Xiaoxian said in a hoarse voice, "If they weren't interested in you, young master, why would they have jumped into your arms just now?"

Ji Qian scolded, "Xiaoxian!"

Yuan Yueze laughed and said, "If you two don't mind that I have many wives at home, I welcome you to join my big family."

Ji Qian frowned and said, "You won't be flirting with women again, will you?"

Yuan Yueze chuckled, pinched Hu Xiaoxian's nose, and said to her in a strange voice, "You haven't even married into the family yet, and you dare to interfere with me?"

Zheng Shuming and Hu Xiaoxian knew that he was being sarcastic, so they couldn't help but giggle, which embarrassed Ji Qian so much that she scolded him coquettishly.

After laughing, Zheng Shuming sighed, "Young Master, not only is your origin mysterious, but you can also let go so easily. This magnanimity alone is enough to make the world ashamed."

Hu Xiaoxian chimed in, "Creating without possessing, succeeding without boasting. Young Master perfectly embodies these two phrases."

Yuan Yueze stroked her slender waist, shook his head, and sighed, "Not at all! I've simply lived up to the saying, 'With great power comes great responsibility!'"

Then he turned to Ji Qian and said, "Miss Ji Qian might think I'm a promiscuous person. I won't argue about that. You have your own thoughts, which is normal. I'm not a saint, but a person with flesh and blood and feelings."

The three women were simultaneously moved: This was Yuan Yueze. This was the peerless evil emperor whose ambition swallowed the sun and moon and whose sword pierced the universe.

Ji Qian blushed and said urgently, "That's not how it is!"

Yuan Yueze smiled and said, "Let's not talk about that. I just want to say that I don't care at all how others see me or how they evaluate me."

Ji Qian glared angrily at him, while Hu Xiaoxian couldn't help but give Yuan Yueze a reproachful look.

Zheng Shuming was about to speak when Yuan Yueze interrupted her with a raised hand, saying, "Don't tell me about the affairs of Luoyang or the general situation of the world. That has nothing to do with me anymore. I'll rest tonight and leave tomorrow. Has Boss Zheng finished handing over all the gang affairs?"

Zheng Shuming blushed and nodded slightly, saying softly, "I've handed over everything."

Yuan Yueze said, "Tonight I'll cook a good meal to treat everyone. Consider it my last memento in Luoyang!"

From the afternoon onwards, the three women assisted Yuan Yueze, working together in the kitchen.

As night fell, all forty-nine dishes were ready. Yuan Yueze instructed Zheng Shuming to send a portion to Xu Xingzhi and the other meritorious individuals, and then the four of them sat around the large table to enjoy the fine wine and food together.

After a few cups of wine, the three women were somewhat tipsy and began to speak more freely.

From their mutual revelations, Yuan Yueze learned that Ji Qian had become quiet and withdrawn since Yuan Yueze left Chang'an. Later, after being brought to Luoyang, she sympathized with Hu Xiaoxian's tragic fate, and the two women reconciled, becoming close friends who could talk about anything. Hu Xiaoxian even revealed that she had fallen in love with Yuan Yueze but dared not admit it, which explained her emotional outburst today. Ji Qian, in turn, sarcastically remarked that Hu Xiaoxian was infatuated and shameless.

The two women continued their banter, their intoxication deepening as the wine flowed freely.

Yuan Yueze leaned close to Zheng Shuming's ear, who was quietly sipping her wine, and kissed her delicate earlobe. He lowered his voice and said, "Shuming, are you not planning to leave tonight?"

Zheng Shuming's body trembled, her wine glass almost slipping from her grasp. She gave him a shy yet delighted look, her allure captivating. Hu Xiaoxian shouted from the side, "You're not allowed to seduce mature beauties!"

Yuan Yueze and Zheng Shuming exchanged a glance and burst into laughter.

Ji Qian downed another glass, her words muffled, "She's not even married yet, and you dare to interfere?"

Her tone was remarkably similar to Yuan Yueze's during the day, causing Yuan Yueze and Zheng Shuming to laugh again.

Ji Qian and Hu Xiaoxian quickly became drunk. Yuan Yueze drank a few cups with Zheng Shuming, who was also quite tipsy. She slumped softly into Yuan Yueze's arms, crying, "I thought my life was miserable, but then I learned that Xiaoqian and Xiaoxian's lives are even more miserable..."

Yuan Yueze put his arm around her shoulder and comforted her, "Your future is only happiness, do you believe it?"

Zheng Shuming nodded slightly and leaned back into his arms.

Yuan Yueze helped the three women to his usual bedroom, feeling a surge of emotion: how much joy he and his wives had shared in this ordinary little house! The past was happy and sweet, and the future would surely be even happier with everyone's joint efforts!

He laid the three women side by side on the large bed and boiled water to clean and dry them.

When he wiped Zheng Shuming's lower abdomen, she trembled almost imperceptibly.

Yuan Yueze immediately placed his large hand on her flat stomach, biting her earlobe, and chuckled, "Still pretending to be asleep?"

Zheng Shuming opened her hazy, beautiful eyes, and said shyly, "I...I just woke up!"

Yuan Yueze smiled slightly, said nothing, and continued to wipe her.

Zheng Shuming's breathing became rapid, and her delicate body trembled slightly. Only after Yuan Yueze carefully cleaned her toes did he go out to get water.

When he re-entered the room, the sight of three exquisite bodies on the large bed, each clad only in undergarments and possessing a beautiful form, made him somewhat lost in thought.

Yuan Yueze sat down beside Zheng Shuming, who was on the outermost side, and silently stared at her.

Zheng Shuming's beautiful eyes were closed, her elegant features featuring delicate eyebrows, a straight nose, and luscious red lips. Her skin was fair and delicate, her figure slender and well-proportioned: a long, slender neck, full breasts, a delicate waist, pert buttocks, and rounded legs, all complemented by the tantalizing glimpses of dark pubic hair beneath her thin underpants. Her alluring figure exuded the captivating charm of a mature woman.

Her long, flowing black hair, slightly disheveled, lay scattered on the white pillow, its color blending with the lingering melancholy in her eyes, giving her the pitiful appearance of a woman confined to her chambers, longing for her husband.

Yuan Yueze tenderly stroked her smooth face.

Perhaps sensing Yuan Yueze's affectionate gaze, Zheng Shuming suddenly sat up, bowing her head and saying, "Young Master must be tired too. Let me help you rest."

Yuan Yueze embraced her alluring body, smiling slightly, "Let me help Master Zheng rest first."

Inhaling her strong masculine scent up close, Zheng Shuming, overwhelmed with shyness and joy, felt her heart pound like a deer, her face flushed crimson. She didn't dare lift her head, letting out a soft "Mmm."

Yuan Yueze said, "Yuhua once told me that Shuming's background is pitiful. I've been thinking about how to help you, and today I've finally come up with a good idea!"

Although Zheng Shuming knew what he wanted to say, she still inexplicably whispered, "What idea?"

Yuan Yueze lifted her rounded chin, softly saying, "It's about making you and Yuhua sworn sisters."

Zheng Shuming let out a soft moan and nestled into his arms, her slender arms passionately wrapping around his waist, her full, high breasts pressed against his chest, her body burning hot.

The room fell silent for a moment, broken only by the breathing of the four people. Hu Xiaoxian and Ji Qian, being drunk, didn't suppress their breathing, and Yuan Yueze's breathing was normal as well. Zheng Shuming, however, felt her nipples pressing against Yuan Yueze's chest through her thin undergarment, causing her body to react uncontrollably. Her nipples gradually swelled, and Yuan Yueze's fresh scent permeated her body through their skin-to-skin contact, making her mouth dry and her vulva moist. This discovery, while causing her shame, also filled her with inexplicable excitement, resulting in her desire growing increasingly uncontrollable. With

such a warm and soft body in his arms, Yuan Yueze's hands naturally wouldn't stay still—this was an ironclad rule. His hands deftly slid inside Zheng Shuming's undergarment, covering most of her breasts, then withdrawing slightly, his thumb and forefinger naturally pinching and gently kneading the swollen nipples.

Zheng Shuming's body trembled violently. She looked up, her face flushed, and groaned, "Young Master..."

Only then did Yuan Yueze realize what he had done. He grinned mischievously, his large mouth pressing against her slightly parted, fragrant lips. His tongue effortlessly slipped past her teeth, entering her moist mouth and teasing her sweet, smooth tongue.

Zheng Shuming trembled with happiness and joy, her delicate hands involuntarily rising to embrace his head, their tongues entwining. Her tongue was soft and smooth, but slightly inexperienced, a testament to her deceased husband's lack of experience with this beautiful woman.

Their tongues intertwined, chasing and darting between their mouths, their lips sucking each other's saliva, the pleasure growing stronger. Yuan Yueze continued to hold Zheng Shuming with one hand, kneading and pressing her still-swollen nipple, while his other hand, through her undergarment, stimulated her other breast.

Zheng Shuming moaned softly, her fragrant body unconsciously swaying slightly.

Yuan Yueze finally released her mouth. Zheng Shuming's eyes were half-closed as she leaned softly against his broad shoulders, breathing in the fresh air deeply.

Yuan Yueze's hand exerted force, immediately tearing up her undergarments, freeing her two full breasts, which bounced joyfully out.

Yuan Yueze lowered his head, his tongue swirling and licking the hard, almost swollen nipple on Zheng Shuming's round areola, then sucking on it like a baby.

The intense stimulation traveled from her nipple throughout her body, and Zheng Shuming let out a muffled moan, her body twisting restlessly, arching her slender waist, pushing her breasts higher, trying to gain more pleasure.

Yuan Yueze slowly laid her down, simultaneously tearing off her only covering, her undergarments.

Zheng Shuming closed her beautiful eyes tightly in embarrassment, her breathing rapid and uncontrollable, her full, round breasts heaving up and down. Against her snow-white skin, the two erect, tender pink nipples trembled and bounced with each breath, incredibly alluring. Looking down, the lush pubic hair below her abdomen was faintly visible, making the surrounding blush-tinged, translucent skin appear even more crystalline, almost transparent.

Yuan Yueze kissed his way down, finally gently parting her firm, rounded legs amidst Zheng Shuming's suppressed gasps and moans. A thick, dark pubic hair, like a forest, stretched between her thighs, covering her slightly raised mons pubis. The dark red labia majora had parted, revealing the pink, smooth labia minora and the slightly open vulva, below which lay the pale pink perineum and dark red anus, constantly damp with thick, sticky vaginal fluid.

Zheng Shuming covered her face with her hands in shame. Even her deceased husband had never seen her secret little garden. But she remembered what Song Yuhua had once said: Yuan Yueze loved every part of the woman he loved to the point of obsession, never finding it dirty. Zheng Shuming still remembered the envy she felt when she heard that.

Who wouldn't want their lover to treat them like that?

Love isn't something to talk about, it's something to do.

Yuan Yueze stretched out his fingers and gently parted the glistening little petals, his index finger lightly massaging the bud at the very top.

Zheng Shuming was struck dumb. Her eyes glazed over, her face flushed, her exquisite body writhed, and a series of soul-stirring moans escaped from her rosy lips. The alluring flesh cave continuously overflowed with fragrant, clear lustful fluid, nourishing her little garden and the surrounding pubic hair.

"Husband... ah... ah..."

Zheng Shuming's mind went blank, but she clearly felt Yuan Yueze's large mouth already pressed against the outside of her little garden, his tongue teasing her muddy slit with a hundred times more agility than his fingers. She moaned ecstatically, her fragrant body trembling uncontrollably.

Yuan Yueze took several deep breaths, then immediately shifted his position, pinning her beneath him, his fiery member already aimed at the entrance.

Feeling Yuan Yueze's breath on her face, Zheng Shuming immediately tilted her head back and offered her fragrant lips. His mouth still tasted of her salty fluids; Zheng Shuming sucked on her own bodily fluids, feeling an indescribable stimulation.

Yuan Yueze released her lips and whispered, "I'm going in!"

Zheng Shuming's pretty face flushed red, and she nodded slightly, twisting her waist to cooperate.

"Swoosh!"

The young woman's honeypot swallowed the entire length of his member in one gulp, the spray wetting Yuan Yueze's lower body.

The swelling caused Zheng Shuming's delicate body to tense momentarily, letting out a cry of pain.

Although her vaginal canal wasn't as tight as a virgin's, it wasn't loose either. Coupled with having not had lovemaking for several years, suddenly receiving Yuan Yueze's enormous member was difficult for her to adapt to. The most agonizing thing was that the throbbing tip of his penis was grinding tightly against the tender flesh of her deepest flower, the intense pleasure making her feel both comfortable and uncomfortable, almost making her want to jump up.

Yuan Yueze withdrew slightly at the right moment, and Zheng Shuming immediately felt much more relaxed. The swelling that should have been unbearable was not so intense at this moment.

Yuan Yueze kissed her face and laughed, "I wonder if Master Zheng is satisfied with my 'endowment'?"

Zheng Shuming slightly opened her beautiful eyes, panting and complaining, "It's...too big...I'm going to...be pierced through..."

Yuan Yueze moved slightly a few times, eliciting another groan from Zheng Shuming, before continuing to tease, "Give me the order, Master Zheng!"

Zheng Shuming dared not answer again, but raised her jade legs and wrapped them around his waist. Yuan Yueze immediately began to thrust.

After only a few dozen thrusts, Zheng Shuming got used to his size, her flower folds and clitoris contracting and writhing repeatedly, as if she was happy and excited to finally get the long-awaited lover.

As Yuan Yueze's lower body thrust, his upper body pressed against her hot, delicate body, holding her tightly and licking and sucking her full breasts. Zheng Shuming moaned softly, twisting her waist and hips to meet Yuan Yueze's thrusts, her tender buds rubbing against his penis as they moved. A tingling, numbing pleasure surged through their brains, their desire burning hotter and their movements wilder.

Zheng Shuming's lust intensified, her clitoris secreting more and more fluids, most of which were carried away with Yuan Yueze's thrusts, soaking a large patch of the sheet where they were joined. She clung tightly to Yuan Yueze, pushing her buttocks forward with all her might with each thrust, so that even with her calves hooked around his lower back, she could still spread her thighs as wide as possible during his thrusts to receive his deepest impact.

Yuan Yueze thrust excitedly, changing the rhythm again and again, finally settling on a slow, powerful motion, each impact lingering deep inside her for a moment, grinding against her soft clitoris. This aroused Zheng Shuming, causing her entire body to tremble violently, her small mouth emitting a delicate cry of longing for the peak of inspiration.

Amidst heavy breathing and loud moans, there were occasional, even louder "plop plop" sounds.

After more than a hundred more thrusts, Zheng Shuming suddenly let out an unprecedentedly high-pitched moan, a stream of heat gushing from her clitoris, impacting the long spear that she both feared and loved.

Yuan Yueze, too, shuddered as if bitten by her clitoris, ejaculating his semen, watering the deepest part of this young widow's honeypot.

As her body trembled violently, Zheng Shuming tilted her head back, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, her waist arched, her round jade legs wrapped tightly around Yuan Yueze's waist, enjoying the unprecedented surge of pleasure. After a long spasm, she weakly lowered her snowy buttocks and slender waist, collapsing onto the bed, nearly exhausted, breathing heavily.

Yuan Yueze rolled over and placed her on top of him, watching her refine her body while savoring the afterglow of his climax.

Zheng Shuming lay contentedly on Yuan Yueze's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat and feeling the changes in every inch of her flesh and blood. As the refining process progressed, she felt her body filled with endless vitality and explosive power, a feeling so wonderful it was indescribable.

Suddenly, she felt the enormous thing that had been dormant inside her swell up again, instantly filling her wet, sweet pot. She looked up at him with her large, watery eyes and said seductively, "My husband's stamina is amazing, I can still handle it!"

Yuan Yueze stroked her smooth cheek and laughed, "I think you're just a little lustful woman, one time isn't enough."

Zheng Shuming pouted and protested. With Yuan Yueze's help, she straightened her back, her flower path tightly gripping his massive member, moving up and down with his assistance; after another climax, they switched to a rear-entry position. Zheng Shuming experienced multiple orgasms, climaxing several times in just over an hour.

Seeing that her pent-up desire had been largely released, Yuan Yueze changed positions, letting her lie diagonally on the bed. He then held her upper leg across his chest, sitting on her other leg, and thrust his long spear into her flower path.

The fiery massive member moved rapidly in and out of Zheng Shuming's honeypot amidst her wanton moans. Zheng Shuming was drenched in sweat, her hair disheveled, her mind hazy. She constantly twisted her slender waist and rotated her snowy buttocks, responding to Yuan Yueze while seeking more pleasure.

The powerful impact of his massive member almost pierced her tender flower core; the tip of his penis entered her uterus slightly, causing the surrounding tender walls to tremble, stimulating Zheng Shuming to spasm almost like a cramp, and she climaxed again.

Yuan Yueze, however, did not ejaculate, continuing his thrusting. Zheng Shuming was numb, mechanically responding. She barely had the strength to moan, only letting out soft groans.

She opened her beautiful eyes unintentionally and suddenly realized that Hu Xiaoxian, who was not far away, had woken up sometime earlier and was lying on her side facing her, staring at her in disbelief; Ji Qian, resting on Hu Xiaoxian's fragrant shoulder, was also staring blankly at her.

The thought that they might have seen her wanton behavior filled Zheng Shuming with immense shame, yet also a thrill. Her numb body was suddenly overwhelmed by a surge of pleasure. She stared intently at the two women, Hu Xiaoxian and Ji Qian, and suddenly let out a hoarse scream, her vaginal fluids gushing out like a fountain once more. Yuan Yueze, drenched in the fluid, felt a surge of pleasure, a fiery sensation erupting from his lower abdomen. He roared, his penis piercing her heart, large gushes of semen hitting the tender walls of her uterus.

"Hot..."

Zheng Shuming, whose mind was blank during her orgasm, screamed again from the burning sensation of the semen. Another orgasm struck, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted. In her unconscious state, her delicate body, flushed with a rosy glow, was still twitching.

Having finished his pleasure, Yuan Yueze realized he might have gone too far and immediately held Zheng Shuming tightly, channeling his inner energy into her body.

Since their union had ended, the noise in the room had greatly decreased. Yuan Yueze's sensitive senses immediately detected the heavy, suppressed breathing beside him, and he couldn't help but look over, his eyes meeting those of Hu Xiaoxian and the other woman, who were staring at him in disbelief. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Why are you two awake?"

The two women lowered their heads simultaneously. Ji Qian snorted coldly, "You two are so noisy, even a dead person would be awakened!"

Hu Xiaoxian chuckled and grabbed her arm, saying, "You hate that he didn't do that to you, don't you?"

Ji Qian was greatly embarrassed and scolded, "You little brat, you're a traitor! Oh!"

It turned out that Yuan Yueze had already covered Zheng Shuming with the blanket, then rushed between the two women, embracing one on each side, startling them into simultaneous gasps.

Held in his arms, they were both shy. Although they were usually open-minded, they were still virgins. Watching a man and woman make love so closely was incredibly stimulating. They nestled shyly in his arms, their gazes falling on his erect, throbbing, glistening member, glistening with Zheng Shuming's fluids. Their bodies trembled, wondering if such a large thing could fit inside a woman.

Yuan Yueze seemed to read their minds, saying, "Women can even give birth; don't underestimate your mysterious passage!"

The two women spat simultaneously.

Hu Xiaoxian looked up and asked, "Should I also give myself to you, sir?"

Yuan Yueze reached for the necklace she had given him in Chang'an and smiled, "We even have a token of our love. Whenever you want, Xiaoxian, make it."

Hu Xiaoxian nodded shyly.

Ji Qian coughed lightly, displeased.

Yuan Yueze laughed heartily, saying, "Little Fairy is Xiaoqian now, no one can escape!"

Hu Xiaoxian giggled, nestled softly against Yuan Yueze's chest, her large, watery eyes constantly scanning the monstrous member in Yuan Yueze's lower body. Her already faint blush deepened, and she regained her usual wanton and seductive appearance.

Ji Qian was greatly embarrassed, turning her head away and scolding, "Don't even think about it!"

But what she saw was Yuan Yueze's trembling member, which made her so angry

that she spat and turned to sleep.

Yuan Yueze ignored her and began to kiss Hu Xiaoxian's lips. Hu Xiaoxian offered her inexperienced tongue, passionately returning the kiss.

Hearing the sounds of their tongues entwining behind her, Ji Qian wondered how she could have fallen for this shameless bastard. Then, the image of his terrifying member flashed through her mind, and she wondered if that thing could really be inserted into a woman's lower body? Otherwise, why would Sister Shuming be so happy? Lost in thought, she found herself in a dead end, her mind filled with questions about why that wicked thing could bring pleasure to a woman. Although she lived in a brothel, she knew little about lovemaking, nothing compared to the shock of witnessing a sexual act tonight.

Behind her, Hu Xiaoxian's rapid breathing and moans, a mixture of pleasure and pain, reached her ears. Ji Qian couldn't help but steal a glance, seeing Yuan Yueze's large mouth kissing Hu Xiaoxian's naked, firm breasts like a baby. Hu Xiaoxian moaned with her eyes half-closed.

Ji Qian immediately spat and turned away. A moment later, she felt someone push her around. Glancing back out of the corner of her eye, she was immediately stunned. Yuan Yueze had moved his kisses down Hu Xiaoxian's breasts to her smooth, flat stomach, his large hands massaging the pubic hair on her mons pubis.

Ji Qian's breathing quickened; a bizarre image of Yuan Yueze caressing her flashed through her mind. Hu Xiaoxian's increasingly wanton moans jolted her back to her senses. She was horrified to discover that her already moist vulva, stimulated by Yuan Yueze and Zheng Shuming's intercourse, seemed even wetter, and a strange emptiness and itching arose within. Startled, she immediately turned her head away, her heart pounding wildly. Unsure how to suppress the uncomfortable sensation in her vulva, she could only frantically press her hands to her ears, trying to ignore the lewd sounds.

Yuan Yueze had already reached between Hu Xiaoxian's thighs. Hu Xiaoxian generously spread her long, beautiful legs, proudly displaying her virginity to her beloved man.

From above, her pubic hair was thick and densely covered her mons pubis, forming a triangular black forest. However, once her thighs were parted, it became clear that the hair extended all the way to the clitoral glans, with only a few sparse hairs on the lower labia.

As her legs spread wide, the labia parted, revealing a pinkish slit in the middle. The inner walls of the slit were exquisitely beautiful, the skin smooth and pink, like that of a newborn baby. The two thin pink labia and the lower opening were tightly closed, the gushing vaginal fluid from the opening already wetting the labia, making them glisten with a captivating sheen. The foreskin, slightly protruding at the very tip, parted a little, revealing the translucent clitoris.

Yuan Yueze's large mouth approached, his tongue teasing the labia. The labia immediately parted slightly, trembling violently with Hu Xiaoxian's rapid breathing, opening and closing. The sweet love juices in her vaginal opening increased, flowing down her perineum and wetting the sheets beneath her snowy buttocks. Yuan Yueze then stimulated the very tip of her clitoris, causing Hu Xiaoxian's body to tremble and uncontrollably let out a long, pleasurable moan. Afterward, Yuan Yueze's tongue began to nimbly roam every corner of her vaginal canal, even probing the tip to lick the hymen composed of many long, fleshy buds, driving Hu Xiaoxian to overflowing with desire, twisting her waist and swaying her hips, emitting waves of wanton moans.

Although Ji Qian secretly warned herself not to look or listen, her body seemed bewitched, constantly urging her to turn her head and steal a few glances. This resulted in her vagina becoming increasingly itchy, almost making her cry.

She could have simply gotten up and left, but she couldn't bring herself to do it.

When she turned back, Yuan Yueze was already lying face-to-face with Hu Xiaoxian. Ji Qian subconsciously looked down at their genitals, but unfortunately, apart from Hu Xiaoxian's jade-like legs wrapped around Yuan Yueze's waist, she couldn't see anything. But she knew clearly that the monstrous thing that had been dangling in her mind was about to pierce Hu Xiaoxian's virgin honeypot.

As an observer, Ji Qian's breathing became rapid. She was eager to know what the pain of losing one's virginity would be like, so her attention was completely drawn to the two people preparing to have intercourse.

The two of them practically made her invisible. After sufficient foreplay, Yuan Yueze aimed his penis at Hu Xiaoxian's lubricated opening.

Hu Xiaoxian's big eyes stared intently at Yuan Yueze, without the slightest fear, seemingly encouraging him.

Yuan Yueze kissed her cheek, his waist sinking, and the penis was halfway in.

Hu Xiaoxian felt a barrier being pierced at the entrance of her honeypot, but the pain wasn't as intense as rumored. She only let out a soft moan.

Ji Qian's beautiful eyes widened, and she pricked up her ears, only to be disappointed. Aside from a soft groan from Hu Xiaoxian, she heard nothing. She only watched as Yuan Yueze thrust forward at an extremely slow pace, and after a long time, their bodies were completely joined.

This was a method Yuan Yueze deliberately used to prevent Hu Xiaoxian from being unable to withstand it; it was a method that only the impatient could use.

The spear touched her flower, and Hu Xiaoxian shuddered. Yuan Yueze immediately withdrew slightly and kissed her cheek.

Hu Xiaoxian was deeply moved. She knew that Yuan Yueze did everything to prevent her from suffering. She had lost her father, but had gained the love of a man who was not of this mortal realm. Tears welled in her eyes, and she said sweetly, "Husband, please don't mind, I can still take it!"

Yuan Yueze stopped and laughed, "The first impression and memory are always the strongest. There's plenty of time to enjoy yourself later."

Hu Xiaoxian swayed her slender waist slightly and said reproachfully, "But I really want to experience that kind of intense pain!"

Yuan Yueze chuckled and said, "Your physical condition is very good. It's not so much a problem for me."

As he spoke, he began to thrust.

Hu Xiaoxian's vaginal walls were filled and scraped, and waves of pleasure surged through her. She could no longer speak, her arms wrapped around Yuan Yueze's neck, trying her best to meet his thrusts.

As Yuan Yueze's breathing grew heavier, Hu Xiaoxian's moans became more and more wanton, mixed with the continuous "slap slap" of their thrusts. Ji Qian turned her body around, her eyes fixed on their splashing genitals and their excited expressions.

Hu Xiaoxian, as expected of someone who had practiced seductive arts, possessed a deep, narrow, and suction-like vaginal canal. Her soft clitoris could open and close dramatically, and whenever Yuan Yueze thrust into the deepest part of her honeypot, her clitoris would open wide, tightly gripping and squeezing the tip of his penis. Their pleasure surged rapidly, and after a quarter of an hour, Hu Xiaoxian finally reached her peak. With a hoarse, wanton cry, she gripped Yuan Yueze's waist tightly with her legs, her clitoris wide open, clamping down on the fully penetrating tip of his penis, her uterus trembling as she gushed forth a large amount of vaginal fluid.

Yuan Yueze, fearing she couldn't handle it, was very careful to control his ejaculation, not wanting her to experience another orgasm within an orgasm. The sensation was wonderful, but a newly deflowered virgin could hardly withstand it. Therefore, the moment the tip of his penis was held by her clitoris, he immediately ejaculated, the intense yang fluid and the gushing vaginal fluid merging together, ultimately preventing any damage to Hu Xiaoxian's delicate uterine walls.

Hu Xiaoxian, breathing heavily, happily hugged Yuan Yueze, saying, "My constitution is so good, husband, don't worry."

Yuan Yueze chuckled inwardly: if he hadn't thought things through so thoroughly, Hu Xiaoxian might be a completely different person now.

Hu Xiaoxian glanced at the glowing body, pushed Yuan Yueze away, and teased, "Husband, go comfort Xiaoqian, I'm going to cling to you now that I'm all better!"

Ji Qian, who had been staring intently at the two of them, finally snapped out of her daze, blushing and scolding, "Don't come any closer! Oh!"

In a flash, she was already in Yuan Yueze's arms, his hands and mouth stimulating her.

Ji Qian's mind went

blank for a moment, her delicate body struggling weakly, which only made Yuan Yueze's strange hands on her breasts and his slippery, large member pressing against her snowy buttocks more effective.

After a passionate kiss, Yuan Yueze released Ji Qian's sweet little mouth. Ji Qian, panting and blushing, repeatedly punched his chest, crying out, "You bad guy! You bad guy!"

Yuan Yueze held her slender waist, saying sarcastically, "I'm the bad guy, Xiaoqian is the good guy."

Hu Xiaoxian's voice sounded from behind, saying, "If Xiaoqian doesn't like her husband, he won't make things difficult for you, will he?"

Yuan Yueze secretly praised her for her clever retreat, knowingly releasing his arm and returning to Hu Xiaoxian's side, laughing, "Xiaoxian is absolutely right, truly a virtuous wife of mine."

Ji Qian sat limply on the bed, tears suddenly welling up in her eyes, crying out, "I'd rather become a nun than marry you!"

Just as she was about to get up and leave, Yuan Yueze's arm wrapped around her again, and he said softly, "Since you like me, why... " "Why are you arguing with me? Don't you trust me?"

Ji Qian cried, burying her face in his chest, her fists raining down on him. She gritted her teeth and said, "Of course I trust you, but habits are hard to break, and you're so ungentlemanly, you can't even crack a joke!"

Yuan Yueze gently wiped away her tears, stroking her flowing hair, and said apologetically, "That was my fault, sigh! You know, I don't believe in perfect people, so I have strengths and weaknesses."

Hu Xiaoxian's voice rang out, joyfully saying, "Wow! My body feels so good after the refinement!"

Yuan Yueze and Ji Qian looked over and saw that Hu Xiaoxian's appearance and figure were almost perfect, and her temperament was very similar to that of Yuan Yueze's many wives. Ji Qian's eyes flashed with envy. Yuan Yueze kissed her smooth forehead at the opportune moment, saying, "If I, Yuan Yueze, were to betray you, I would willingly ask my master to strike me down with heavenly lightning."

Ji Qian's beautiful eyes flashed with excitement and longing, and she nodded shyly.

Yuan Yueze pulled her onto his lap, pressing his lips against her smooth cheek. Ji Qian, however, resembled a tigress, pouting and staring behind Yuan Yueze.

Following her gaze, they saw Hu Xiaoxian peeping.

Being watched by the two, Hu Xiaoxian surrendered, saying, "Alright, alright, you two go ahead!"

Then she turned her delicate body around.

Yuan Yueze embraced Ji Qian's slender waist, feeling her plump, smooth skin and exquisite figure. His long spear involuntarily hardened again. Ji Qian's buttocks felt uncomfortable from the thrusting; she knew what it was, and the thought of this naughty thing entering her body soon filled her with fear. Then she remembered that Hu Xiaoxian hadn't reacted much when she lost her virginity. She figured that as long as she accepted Yuan Yueze's caresses, he would enter at the most opportune moment, and it shouldn't be as painful as rumored. Thinking it, she acted immediately, obediently letting Yuan Yueze caress her, no longer deliberately resisting.

Yuan Yueze gently stroked Ji Qian's smooth, plump back and slender, soft waist, embracing her warm, fragrant body. His tongue glided across her cheek, and Yuan Yueze's large mouth slowly kissed Ji Qian's soft, sweet lips. Ji Qian obediently opened her pearly teeth, allowing Yuan Yueze's tongue to enter. This was actually her first kiss, but thanks to her exceptional learning ability, her smooth, sweet tongue quickly became entangled with Yuan Yueze's.

While they were passionately kissing, Yuan Yueze's large hand slipped inside Ji Qian's undergarment, gently kneading her round, firm breasts. The nipples were tender and sensitive; with a gentle pinch, Ji Qian immediately let out a soft moan, her fragrant breath hitting Yuan Yueze's face, her body trembling slightly.

Yuan Yueze knew her desire had been aroused again, his fingers deftly pinching and kneading her nipples, causing them to quickly swell and harden.

Ji Qian moaned softly, and Yuan Yueze released her mouth, ripping off her undergarment. Her fair, firm breasts immediately sprang out, trembling slightly. Yuan Yueze's large mouth began to suckle the swollen nipples, while his hand slid down, caressing and kneading her plump, round buttocks.

Stimulated to the point of weakness, Ji Qian tilted her head back slightly, her breathing becoming heavy. The desire aroused by watching erotic films repeatedly, once suppressed, was now burning anew. She felt an electric current coursing through every inch of skin on her nipples and buttocks where Yuan Yueze had caressed her, coursing through her body. Her lower body began to moisten again, the previous indescribable itching transforming into an endless emptiness. She twisted her slender waist, vaguely knowing that only Yuan Yueze's caresses or the penetration of his massive member could fill this emptiness and release the itch.

A warm current slowly flowed from her honeypot, and Ji Qian's heart was filled with desire. With Yuan Yueze's all-encompassing, gentle caresses, she felt her body growing increasingly numb and weak, more and more currents coursing through her. Ji Qian closed her beautiful eyes, her small mouth slightly open, and softly murmured a beautiful melody.

April 20th,
Chapter 159: The Emperor's Dream

Shattered. Having satisfied his sensual urges, Yuan Yueze laid Ji Qian flat on the bed. With a slight movement of his large hand, her underpants were already down.

Ji Qian appeared slightly nervous, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling incessantly, and her jade hands involuntarily gripping the sheets.

Continuing to kiss Ji Qian's cherry lips, Yuan Yueze's palm pressed directly onto her moderately hairy mons pubis. As his mouth slid down to her nipple, his fingers followed the soft hair, pressing against the budding flesh at the top of her moist, warm vulva. The area around the bud was already wet, showing that its owner was already aroused.

With the hard nipple in his mouth, Yuan Yueze's fingers circled the bud a few times, sliding down the vulva, kneading and teasing it.

How could this virgin Ji Qian resist such intense stimulation? She suddenly let out a long moan, her jade hands pressing against Yuan Yueze's head, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably.

A surge of pleasure coursed through her brain, and Ji Qian was consumed by lust. While pressing Yuan Yueze's head down, she gradually parted her legs, allowing him to caress her virgin garden. Hot, wet fluids overflowed from her vulva, soaking Yuan Yueze's fingers.

Yuan Yueze's mouth had moved down, sliding to the edge of her garden.

Between her wide-parted legs, the dark pubic hair was glistening with lustful fluids, evenly protecting the entire garden. The pubic hair outside her vulva, being closest to the overflowing point, was cascaded down, revealing a small portion of her garden to Yuan Yueze. Parting the pubic hair, two pink labia were revealed, slightly closed, like budding flowers, vibrant and delicate, with fluids gushing from the vulva.

Yuan Yueze extended his tongue, piercing the closed, slippery labia, his tongue curling within the vulva, primarily stimulating the inner walls of the labia. At the same time, he pressed his nose against the budding flesh that was faintly visible in the dark forest.

Ji Qian felt an even stronger tingling sensation rush from her garden to her brain, immediately making her weak and powerless. A large amount of slippery, sticky love juice secreted from her flower core, watering the small petals outside her flesh cave.

When Yuan Yueze's tongue pierced into her flesh cave a little, Ji Qian was struck as if by lightning. Her whole body trembled violently, and she subconsciously pulled her jade legs together, desperately clamping Yuan Yueze's head between them. Her moans grew louder: "Mmm...it hurts..."

Yuan Yueze released her flesh cave and instead lay on top of her, his hot spear directly aimed at the lubricated entrance.

Ji Qian felt much more relaxed, but her disappointment increased considerably. Then, she felt the throbbing spearhead pressing against the outside of her honeypot, and a feeling of joy arose in her heart.

With a muffled groan from Ji Qian, her two small petals were forcibly separated, and her delicate entrance was pierced. With Yuan Yueze's gentle yet powerful movements, the spearhead "whooshed" into her honeypot, and then broke through the membrane.

Yuan Yueze knew Ji Qian was incredibly intelligent and must have noticed that Hu Xiaoxian's lack of pain was related to him. However, Ji Qian had never practiced martial arts, so her body was definitely not as strong as Hu Xiaoxian's. At the moment of losing her virginity, her muffled groan was forcibly suppressed because she was too proud and afraid Hu Xiaoxian would laugh at her for being useless.

Yuan Yueze stopped, kissed her slightly pale face, and bit her earlobe, saying, "You haven't practiced martial arts, there's nothing shameful about that."

Ji Qian was indeed in excruciating pain, and even felt resentment towards Yuan Yueze for not treating everyone equally. Hearing his gentle comfort, Ji Qian hated herself for the first time: he was clearly treating her with sincerity, yet she had insisted on being temperamental. In fact, Yuan Yueze's family wouldn't have needed her much more, and more importantly, in terms of personality, almost all the women were superior to Ji Qian. Yet Yuan Yueze treated her this way, making her feel guilty.

Seeing her tears streaming down her face, Yuan Yueze hurriedly asked, "Does it hurt too much?"

Ji Qian's tears flowed even more, but she just shook her head

with her eyes closed. Yuan Yueze paused slightly, as if he could read her heart, his eyes flashing with an unusual light. He then bit her earlobe and whispered, "Ji Qian can't replace anyone else, and no one else can replace Ji Qian. Isn't that right?"

Ji Qian was startled by his words and half-opened her beautiful eyes.

Through her tear-filled eyes, Yuan Yueze was smiling at her, his large lips kissing away her tears.

Ji Qian showed a shy expression, her jade hands hooking around his neck, pressing against his ear, and murmuring, "Husband..."

Yuan Yueze felt so comfortable at her call that he almost melted away, and said happily, "You've finally resolved your inner conflict."

Ji Qian nodded slightly, giving him an encouraging, affectionate look before closing her beautiful eyes again.

The spear gradually sank into the deepest part of her virgin honeypot, its tip pressing against her clitoris. Ji Qian clearly felt the exquisite sensation of their bodies and souls completely merging. Yuan Yueze's tenderness and care quickly melted her heart. Apart from a slight swelling, she felt no pain, only indescribable pleasure and happiness.

Yuan Yueze also clearly felt her release of her embrace. He leaned down and kissed her passionately, his lower body slowly moving.

Ji Qian, whose soul had suddenly undergone a rebirth, felt the hot, hard object repeatedly stimulating her delicate body. With each insertion, the tip would touch her soft clitoris. Ji Qian felt as if her clitoris was melting away with each passionate collision, and waves of heat, stronger and stronger, began to surge from the depths of her womb, accumulating and flowing out. Yuan Yueze's penetration brought not only physical pleasure but also boundless love.

Ji Qian writhed and reacted passionately, as if she were not the one who had just lost her virginity. His powerful thrusts, which could simultaneously soothe both her heart and body, made her ravenously thirsty. She twisted her waist and swayed her hips to meet his thrusts, doing her best to gain pleasure and, in doing so, to bring her lover the most wonderful ecstasy.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized, the crisp sounds of their union echoing repeatedly, water spraying everywhere. Ji Qian was drenched in sweat, her delicate body flushed crimson, her snow-white, full thighs wrapped around Yuan Yueze's waist, her rounded arms embracing his head and neck, crying out ecstatically as she moved in and out.

When Yuan Yueze once again ground the tip of his penis against her clitoris, he stopped thrusting.

In that instant, Ji Qian let out a loud cry: "Husband!" A

surge of pleasure, like a tidal wave, rushed to her brain, Ji Qian's soul soaring to the heavens, her body seemingly melting away. Her vaginal canal contracted and convulsed in waves, she wept with joy, her limbs tightly wrapped around Yuan Yueze, as if trying to squeeze herself into his body.

Sucking continuously from her tender clitoris, his penis throbbed several times, his semen spurting out.

The two were completely intoxicated by the wondrous fusion of body and soul, their tightly joined bodies still convulsing rhythmically.

Yuan Yueze satisfied Hu Xiaoxian again, and Ji Qian's body had just finished refining. Zheng Shuming, who had been awakened, also joined in, and the four of them battled it out again. The battle only ended when the three women were overwhelmed by pleasure and fainted.

The next day, Yuan Yueze secretly met with Xu Xingzhi, the Dugu family, the Sha family, and other close associates. After a brief farewell, Yuan Yueze and the women traveled freely, enjoying themselves immensely. Finally, they found a treasure trove at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain in Hainan, and with Qing Lu Miaozi designing the blueprints, the family began building their spiritual home.

After a year of hard work, it was finally completed.

Song Yuzhi missed Song Que and, after finishing her work, made a special trip back to the mountain city to visit her reclusive father.

Hainan is very close to Lingnan, but Song Yuzhi stayed for more than two months, returning with two more beauties.

The Sichuan gang helped Fan Zhuo's beloved daughter, Fan Caiqi, and Ouyang Qian, one of the three great generals of Lingnan, known as "Tiger-Clad Red Powder."

The two women were dressed the same as before. After more than two years apart, their figures had become fuller and more shapely, but a hint of melancholy lingered in their eyes.

After dinner, Song Yuzhi pulled Yuan Yueze aside and whispered, "They both miss you dearly, which is why I made such a grand return to Song Family Mountain City. They came immediately upon hearing the news and even confessed their secrets. Husband, don't let them down. They're not bad women."

Yuan Yueze chuckled. Since the Chengdu battle, he had gone alone to the Western Regions' Wushuang Kingdom. His return to Luoyang was also secretive, so few knew his whereabouts. Song Shidao later spread the word that Yuan Yueze had found the Western Regions suitable for living and had gone into seclusion there. Many people still missed Yuan Yueze, and many were trying to find his whereabouts. It was thanks to Song Shidao's smokescreen that Yuan Yueze could have lived a peaceful life.

With a slight sigh, Yuan Yueze kneaded Song Yuzhi's pert, round bottom and chuckled, "Time will fade their memories of us. I'll chat with them tonight!"

Song Yuzhi, thoroughly explored by him, was nearly knocked off her feet by his assault on her sensitive areas. She playfully slapped his hand away and happily went back to inform Fan Caiqi and Ouyang Qian.

As night fell, Yuan Yueze led the two shy women to the other side of the mountain. They climbed up the undulating rocks along the stream, soon reaching the highest level, a small pool offering a panoramic view of the valley.

Under the brilliant starlight, Yuan Yueze brought out a table and sat down beside the two women, his arms around their fragrant shoulders, enjoying this paradise on earth.

The two women were thrilled by his affectionate gesture. Though shy, their lively personalities soon led them to lean into his embrace, their fragrance intoxicating.

Yuan Yueze embraced the two women's waists and sighed, "You two are so devoted to me, Yuan Yueze, that I am truly ashamed."

The two women shook their heads simultaneously, their expressions tender and affectionate.

Fan Caiqi murmured, "Father knew that I had been thinking of you all these years, and I was feeling down. So, I finally couldn't help but tell him, and he immediately allowed me to go out and pursue my happiness."

Yuan Yueze nodded and asked, "How has Chief Fan... oh no, Father-in-law been these past few years?"

Fan Caiqi was both shy and delighted. She let out a soft moan and hugged him tightly, nodding vigorously.

Ouyang Qian laughed heartily, "The Sichuan Gang has now expanded to the western Dangxiang region of Sichuan and Chongqing. Chief Fan is making great strides, that's wonderful!"

Yuan Yueze turned and kissed her incredibly smooth cheek, smiling, "What about the situation in Lingnan?"

Ouyang Qian blushed slightly and lowered her head, saying, "Although the Song family was the first to announce the disbandment of their armed forces, anyone with ability will be given important positions. It's a true case of apparent demotion but actual promotion. We ethnic minorities have all benefited greatly."

Yuan Yueze nodded, then said wistfully, "I wonder how Xiao Zhong, Ziling, Xiao Jun, Brother Ke, and Brother Ba are doing. I only left them a note when I left."

Fan Caiqi replied... "After the young marshal and Young Master Xu handed over the young marshal's army to the second young master, they went off to live a carefree life in the mountains, just like you, young master. Young Master Ren stayed to help the second young master after his wedding, but after the general broke through Chang'an with the Song family army, he was also highly valued by the second young

master. Young Master Ba returned to the borderlands, and it is said that his fame is now even higher than that of Bi Xuan back then!" Ouyang Qian said softly, "It's better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes than to be together in hardship. Young master, you and your friends are close, whether you meet or not will not affect your friendship. This carefree life is enviable."

Yuan Yueze tightened his grip on her slender waist and laughed, "Quickly call your husband to listen!"

The two women blushed and were so embarrassed that they wanted to disappear. They moaned softly in unison and buried their pretty faces in his arms. Urged by him, they excitedly called out to him softly.

Yuan Yueze laughed heartily and stroked their smooth, delicate faces with both hands. The two women trembled as he touched them, their breathing quickened, and their passion burned fiercely.

Yuan Yueze then kissed Ouyang Qian's fragrant lips passionately. His other hand began to grope Fan Caiqi.

Although the two women were forthright, they were still virgins, easily swayed by his skillful caresses and teasing, and soon began to moan.

Yuan Yueze pulled away from Ouyang Qian's lips. The spirited woman's face flushed crimson, panting softly, she let out a soft "woof," and turned to tightly embrace his strong waist, her beautiful eyes closed, looking utterly submissive. Yuan Yueze glanced again and saw Fan Caiqi, her face and ears burning red, stealing glances at him. When he looked at her, she was so embarrassed she almost died. Her alluring appearance made Yuan Yueze unable to resist any longer. He caressed their waists and laughed loudly, "Ladies, please choose a place. Tonight, I will marry you."

Seeing the two women clinging to him, he teased, "The scenery is so beautiful, how about letting the starry sky witness our love?"

The two women, still moaning softly, were speechless.

After a series of gentle kisses and caresses, Yuan Yueze's hands limply allowed him to remove their outer garments, revealing their fair and delicate bodies to him. He

continued to kiss them, his hands roaming over their alluring forms. The two women, weak with desire, writhed and moaned softly. Offering their pure bodies to their beloved in the wilderness was incredibly stimulating, their pleasure and excitement rising rapidly.

Yuan Yueze's hands continued to roam over their bodies, finding their skin exquisitely smooth and irresistible. With each movement of his hands, the desire within all three intensified, and Yuan Yueze's movements became increasingly forceful and intense. Stimulated by his gentle, even caresses, the two women reacted strongly, their small mouths emitting heavy breaths and soft moans.

Yuan Yueze admired their alluring, vibrant bodies, pinching their breasts, which were of different sizes but equally full and elastic, and chuckled, "Which of you ladies would like to go first?"

The two women groaned shyly, unsure how to answer for a moment.

Yuan Yueze laughed, "Qian'er grew up in a minority group, where the customs are more civilized than those of the Central Plains. How about you set a good example for Caiqi?"

The two women, captivated by his call, nodded in unison.

Yuan Yueze carefully found a coat and wrapped Fan Caiqi's alluring body inside to prevent her from catching a cold. Then, he turned Ouyang Qian, whose beautiful eyes were closed and whose brows were filled with spring, over. Ouyang Qian immediately assumed a prone position, her shapely, long legs, full and pert buttocks, gracefully shaped back, and a sliver of her fair neck peeking out from beneath her disheveled hair creating a beautiful picture of her body.

Yuan Yueze lovingly caressed her with his large hands, tenderly stroking every part of her body.

Ouyang Qian's body grew hot from his caresses, and she moaned passionately. Fan Caiqi, watching from the side, blushed and her heart pounded. She wanted to turn her head away, but her body wouldn't obey her.

Yuan Yueze kissed her back again, then turned her over, parted her limp legs, and laughed, "Please allow me to taste your sweet spring."

Ouyang Qian could only moan, while Fan Caiqi was incredibly shy. She hadn't even properly looked at her own secret little garden, let alone someone else's. At the same time, she felt excited, wanting to see how skillful Yuan Yueze's flirting was.

Yuan Yueze brought his face close to Ouyang Qian's thighs.

Perhaps due to her ethnic minority background or the environment, her thick pubic hair was black with a hint of yellow, softly covering her mons pubis in inverted triangles, extending all the way to her pubic bone. The pubic hair near her labia majora was already wet with vaginal fluid, slightly revealing her pink and smooth vulva. On the tightly closed, constantly seeping clear vaginal fluid opening, two small petals slightly parted, trembling with Ouyang Qian's heavy breathing, and the engorged clitoris at the top showed signs of emerging from the forest.

Yuan Yueze began his tongue technique. Stimulated to the point of mental blankness, Ouyang Qian moaned with pleasure. Fan Caiqi, on the other hand, stared in disbelief, unaware that a warm flow was trickling down her honeypot, soaking the thick, soft sheets. She didn't notice this, only feeling a dry mouth and a strange, uncontrollable itch burning within her body, growing ever stronger.

A moment later, Yuan Yueze flipped the limp Ouyang Qian onto the mat, quickly pressing him down and kissing her face. His erect penis, already hard, was positioned at the entrance of Ouyang Qian's slightly parted, wet opening, teased by his arousal.

Ouyang Qian's shapely legs wrapped around his waist, and with a slight push, Yuan Yueze's penis slid a little into her virgin flower.

He used the techniques he had previously employed on Hu Xiaoxian and Ji Qian. That technique is extremely effective on virgins, its only drawback being that it requires men to have extraordinary patience, as the entire process, from breaking the hymen to full penetration, takes almost half an hour. Men with such patience are extremely rare.

As the hymenal membrane at the entrance of her vagina was torn, Ouyang Qian let out a moan mixed with pleasure and pain. Virgin blood dripped slowly.

With Yuan Yueze's gentle and slow advance, she found that losing her virginity wasn't as painful as she had heard, and soon she gently twisted her waist, swallowing and releasing the massive member.

Finally, the entire member was inside, the tip of the penis pressing against the tender clitoris. Ouyang Qian continued to bounce with pleasure, moaning loudly, "Ah! Itchy... Mmm..."

Yuan Yueze felt the pleasure of his member being enveloped by layers of warm, writhing flesh for a moment, then withdrew slightly, and Ouyang Qian immediately felt much better.

Yuan Yueze turned to Fan Caiqi, who was staring intently at their genitals, and chuckled, "Caiqi, watch closely."

Fan Caiqi's big eyes were watery; she thought to herself, "Losing my virginity doesn't seem to hurt that much!" Then she suddenly realized her crotch was wet, and immediately felt ashamed, wondering how embarrassing it would be if Yuan Yueze found out. She didn't know whether to leave or stay, and she couldn't stop the flow of fluid from her vagina; she was incredibly uncomfortable.

Ouyang Qian's pleasurable moans gradually grew louder, and Fan Caiqi's attention was drawn back to her.

Yuan Yueze's movements weren't fast because Ouyang Qian's vagina was particularly tight, contracting continuously under excitement, almost snapping his hot, engorged member. Although there was a constant flow of slippery, lustful fluid, Yuan Yueze's movements still couldn't be very smooth. However, this gave him even more pleasure, making him feel so comfortable that every pore on his body opened up.

Yuan Yueze almost stopped thrusting, reaching out to brush aside Ouyang Qian's cloud-like hair, gently kissing and licking her slender neck and full breasts, his large hands kneading and rubbing her firm, erect nipples.

Gradually, her juices flowed freely, making her passage much smoother, and Yuan Yueze slowly began to move.

With each thrust, the tight passage grew hotter, and Ouyang Qian was overwhelmed by lust and pleasure, her moans rising in intensity as her buttocks instinctively responded.

Waves of pleasure surged through Yuan Yueze's brain, and he increased the force and speed of his thrusts. One hand moved to the top of her vulva, stimulating the engorged clitoris, pressing, kneading, rubbing, and twisting it. This caused Ouyang Qian to moan repeatedly.

Yuan Yueze then slowed down, each time he thrusting, he would press the tip of his penis against the tender flesh of her vulva, grinding it repeatedly before withdrawing, over and over again.

Ouyang Qian's body went limp from the rapidly spreading, tingling sensation at her clitoris, her hair standing on end. A large blush gradually spread across her translucent skin, eventually merging into a single, vibrant red, making her incredibly alluring, especially against her flushed cheeks. She trembled uncontrollably, moaning and twisting, as if trying to draw Yuan Yueze entirely into her honeypot.

Yuan Yueze then began a frenzied, storm-like series of thrusts, and Ouyang Qian cried out in pleasure. She couldn't bear the intense, almost overwhelming pleasure; with each impact, she felt as if her soft clitoris was being crushed by the force, melted by the scalding tip, making her moans rhythmic and incredibly beautiful.

Ouyang Qian was a martial artist, possessing remarkable resilience; she had endured for over a quarter of an hour after her first loss of virginity, until Yuan Yueze's final thrusts caused her to scream, convulse, and release a torrent of virgin fluid from the depths of her womb.

Yuan Yueze felt incredibly comfortable as her tight flower passage and soft clitoris massaged and nibbled at him. With a shudder, he released a large amount of his semen, irrigating her virgin territory that had remained untouched for over twenty years.

Ouyang Qian, whose body was still trembling violently from her orgasm, was brought to another climax by the scalding semen. Her limbs clung desperately to Yuan Yueze, and she let out another long moan as her vaginal fluids gushed out again.

Gradually regaining some consciousness, Ouyang Qian realized that Yuan Yueze was kissing away the fragrant sweat on her pretty face. She forced a happy smile, then, exhausted, closed her eyes and collapsed onto the mat.

Yuan Yueze slowly withdrew his large, clear penis, which was covered in clear vaginal fluid. Ouyang Qian's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly from the slight sensation emanating from her numb flower passage, but her expression quickly returned to normal.

Yuan Yueze nibbled on her ear, offering some comforting words, before moving to Fan Caiqi, who was lying prone on the mat in the room.

Fan Caiqi was consumed by lust by their performance, her mind hazy. As Yuan Yueze turned her over, she willingly spread her rounded jade legs, bringing her little garden to his crotch.

Yuan Yueze admired her virgin territory. Her hair was slightly sparse, and her eyes were similar in color to those of people from the Central Plains—black and shiny. Apart from a small tuft of hair smoothly covering her bulging mons pubis, the hair around her labia majora was soaked through by her overflowing vaginal fluids, making it even more glossy and highlighting the not-so-dark color of her labia majora and the fair skin of her surrounding thighs and groin, making them appear crystal clear. Between her open labia majora, two delicate little petals glistened with moisture, thin and adorable.

Yuan Yueze didn't favor one over the other; he licked her little garden with his tongue, swallowing a large amount of fragrant vaginal fluid.

Licked by his rough yet skillful tongue, Fan Caiqi finally experienced the pleasure that Ouyang Qian had just felt. Her already somewhat unaware mind went completely blank, and her jade legs involuntarily clamped around his head, twisting and turning.

After swallowing many mouthfuls of her vaginal fluid, Yuan Yueze, supporting his spear, finally found her incredibly wet and slippery opening and slowly inserted it.

With a muffled groan from Fan Caiqi, the spearhead, at an incredibly slow yet steady pace, broke through her hymen and advanced slowly.

Crimson virgin blood stained the gun barrel, then dripped a few drops onto the white sheets, blooming into beautiful blood flowers.

Yuan Yueze used the same techniques he had used on Ouyang Qian, and only began thrusting after a long while.

The two women had significantly different physical attributes. Perhaps because Fan Caiqi didn't practice martial arts, her vaginal muscles weren't as tight as Ouyang Qian's, and she secreted a lot of vaginal fluid, making it much easier for Yuan Yueze to thrust. However, her vaginal clitoris was also quite remarkable, its movements much more pronounced than Ouyang Qian's. This massage and compression of the gun barrel gave Yuan Yueze a pleasure different from Ouyang Qian's, yet equally human.

As Yuan Yueze's movements gradually quickened, Fan Caiqi felt the strange, unbearable itching sensation deep within her vagina gradually being replaced by a feeling of fullness. As Yuan Yueze withdrew, she felt a great emptiness, as if her entire soul had been carried away by that fiery, enormous object that she both feared and loved. With Yuan Yueze's thrusts, her tender flesh was pounded and ground, instantly filling her emptiness. A tingling, pleasurable sensation quickly flowed through her body, making her feel as if her soul was being pushed out of her body by the powerful thrusts. The feeling was both complex and wonderful, impossible to fully describe.

Wave after wave of pleasure overwhelmed Fan Caiqi, her mind reeling, completely engulfed by the surging waves of pleasure. Her jade-like hands tightly wrapped around Yuan Yueze's neck, twisting to meet his thrusts and the stimulation of his large mouth and hands on other sensitive areas of her body, moaning loudly. With Yuan Yueze's thrusts, she was tossed about like a lone boat in a giant wave, her firm, snow-white buttocks trembling, her full breasts swaying incessantly.

Her body began to spasm slightly, her breathing and moans becoming more rapid, and the blush on her fair skin growing ever more vibrant.

Yuan Yueze knew this girl's fighting power was inferior to Ouyang Qian's, and he was almost at the peak of his inspiration. So he skillfully increased the stimulation of her clitoris and the folds of her vulva. He twisted his waist slightly, his huge member rotating and scraping against the walls of her vulva, then

the tip pressed hard against the tender flesh of her clitoris, throbbing and grinding on it. The clitoris was hit and ground again, almost to the point of cracking. Fan Caiqi's delicate body suddenly tensed up, and in an instant, the world spun, her whole body convulsing and trembling uncontrollably, her tender flesh of her vulva contracting and rotating powerfully, desperately gripping the huge member. Yuan Yueze groaned comfortably, immediately stopped his movements, and pressed the tip of his member tightly against the soft clitoris, swirling and grinding.

"Ugh..."

Fan Caiqi's hair stood on end, her soul seemed to rise to the ninth heaven. With a long scream, a torrent of hot fluid gushed out from her clitoris, scalding the huge member and causing it to throb wildly, streams of hot semen hitting the soft clitoris.

Fan Caiqi let out another cry of pain, her body scalded to another peak, and she fainted. She lay sprawled on the bed, a blush rising on her delicate skin, her body trembling and convulsing with pleasure.

Yuan Yueze pulled the two women aside, enjoying the starry sky for a long time before setting up a tent outside the mat and falling asleep.

The home Yuan Yueze and the women had built was a long, narrow complex of buildings. That night, the women went to play by the sea, while he stayed behind to read.

Suddenly, he glanced at the door, put down his book, and laughed loudly, "Since Feixuan has arrived, why not come in and greet me?"

The door opened, and a graceful figure appeared in the room.

Shi Feixuan.

A year had passed since they last met, and she had blossomed into an even more beautiful woman, seemingly with a touch of maturity and allure.

She stood gracefully in the doorway, a faint smile playing on her lips, calmly meeting Yuan Yueze's gaze.

Her flowing, cloud-like hair accentuated her almost translucent, radiant skin; her beautiful features were defined by long, arched eyebrows; her long, dark eyelashes were slightly upturned; her delicate nose flared slightly with her calm, long breaths; her lips were soft and alluring, a subtle smile at the corners making her even more radiant; her lips, though not thick, were full and plump, perfectly complementing her smooth cheeks and rounded jawline. Most captivating, of course, were her eyes—deep and clear, shimmering with an unfathomable intelligence and brilliance, as if constantly whispering some unspeakable mystery.

Yuan Yueze was momentarily lost in thought when Shi Feixuan sat down opposite him, still silently watching him. Yuan Yueze scratched his head and said, "So, Feixuan has finally come to live with me?"

Shi Feixuan was caught off guard and could no longer maintain her ethereal fairy-like demeanor. Two faint blushes rose on her jade-like face, making her delicate and smooth white skin even more alluring. She gave him a flustered glare and said with a slight reproach, "Can't you be a little more tactful?"

Yuan Yueze was shocked and exclaimed, "My God, Feixuan's one flirtatious glance is so breathtaking! It's as if my soul has left my body and flown to the heavens!"

Shi Feixuan was even more embarrassed by his exaggeration and said angrily, "Can't you speak properly?"

Yuan Yueze's expression suddenly became solemn, and the change was so quick that even Shi Feixuan was astonished. He said, "Then may I ask if Fairy Shi has come to live with me?"

Before Shi Feixuan could speak, he seemed to mutter to himself, "It certainly is. Because the unification of the Central Plains should be nearing its end."

Shi Feixuan's expression was calm, her beautiful eyes radiating a sacred light. She sighed softly, smiled sweetly, and sincerely praised, "Young Master's goal is indeed about to be achieved. The coming era of peace and prosperity will not only be unprecedented but also unparalleled in the future."

Yuan Yueze smiled slightly, remaining silent, his gaze falling on her full breasts before moving downwards.

This time, Shi Feixuan was unusually dressed in women's clothing. Although it was still a simple linen dress, it looked far more beautiful on her than any ordinary beauty adorned with gold and silver. Her serene and elegant temperament combined with her exquisite and proud curves created a breathtaking charm.

Shi Feixuan felt a pang of sadness. Being swept over by Yuan Yueze's gaze, she suddenly felt that her clothes offered no protection whatsoever. His strange, eerie gaze shot out a current of electricity, and as his gaze moved downwards, strange currents shot into her delicate body, coursing through her. This caused her a mixture of discomfort and pleasure, a tingling and numb sensation. She truly didn't know whether to scold him for his rudeness or encourage him to continue.

After surveying her straight, slender waist and shapely legs, Yuan Yueze sighed and said, "The title 'Fairy Master' will become a thing of the past tonight."

Shi Feixuan was slightly taken aback. Yuan Yueze had already pounced on her, embracing her body, which exuded a holy aura and the fragrance of virginity. His large mouth instantly captured her luscious lips, his tongue flashing into Shi Feixuan's warm mouth as she instinctively closed her teeth, pressing against her smooth, soft tongue. Then, with a swift suck, he drew Shi Feixuan's delicate tongue into his mouth. Yuan Yueze pursed his lips and began to lick her sweet tongue and every drop of sweet saliva.

Shi Feixuan's throat made a gurgling sound, her delicate body struggling and twisting, her jade hands forcefully pushing against his chest. However

, she was on the defensive, held tightly by Yuan Yueze, her strength waning with each struggle. In that instant, every detail and every word spoken between them, from their first meeting to their last farewell, flashed through Shi Feixuan's mind. She gave up resisting, because Yuan Yueze was right; she had come here to retire with him. After a period of arduous training, she realized that if she continued, the flaws in her Sword Heart Clarity would become increasingly apparent, because the image of Yuan Yueze deep within her heart was becoming clearer and clearer. She was a woman of great wisdom, knowing when to do what. Peace was imminent, and the Demonic Sect, as Yuan Yueze had said, was not oppressing the Profound Sect; everyone was attracting followers through their own doctrines. There could be no more perfect ending.

Shi Feixuan's jade hands fell to her sides, her beautiful eyes closing softly, letting Yuan Yueze's nimble tongue tease her inexperienced tongue. Under the intense stimulation, her heart pounded wildly, she felt shy and bashful, and her beautiful face flushed red. Gradually, she began to move, actively entangled and chased after him, and even began to suck on his fresh saliva, which carried a masculine scent.

Yuan Yueze's strange hands didn't move erratically; he was guiding her to enjoy the wonderful sensations between a man and a woman.

Even so, it still brought a blissful, intoxicating pleasure to both of them. Her outer garment couldn't conceal the smoothness of Shi Feixuan's delicate, hot skin, which Yuan Yueze found comfortable to touch. And with them pressed tightly together, Shi Feixuan's vibrant body was exquisitely curvaceous, her full, rounded breasts incredibly elastic, firm yet soft, pressing tightly against his chest, rubbing against him with her slight trembling, bringing them even more pleasure.

Noticing the nipples hardening and becoming engorged, Yuan Yueze released Shi Feixuan's lips, creating a slight distance, and gazed deeply at her.

Shi Feixuan's face flushed crimson, her rapid breathing causing her firm, rounded breasts to rise and fall, the two pink nipples subtly bulging, seemingly about to bloom, like flower buds waiting to be plucked in her bosom. This accentuated her already slender waist, pert buttocks, and overall exquisite curves, making her even more alluring.

Shy and aroused, Shi Feixuan radiated an irresistible beauty, like a fairy descended to earth; her otherworldly beauty was beyond description.

Yuan Yueze softly asked, "Feixuan, have you enjoyed the intoxicating sensations between a man and a woman?" Shi Feixuan gave

him a fierce, charming glare and lowered her head.

Yuan Yueze was overjoyed and lowered his head again to kiss Shi Feixuan's delicate, soft lips tightly, kissing, sucking, licking, and biting them forcefully. Shi Feixuan's lips gave him a cool, smooth, and fragrant sensation, making him linger and reluctant to let go. At the same time, his large hand, which had been wrapped around Shi Feixuan's slender waist, finally moved: his right hand gently lifted Shi Feixuan's smooth, cloud-like hair, stroking it a few times before loosening her hair bun. Shi Feixuan's long black hair immediately cascaded down, waves of black hair swaying slightly with her welcoming lips, highlighting her celestial beauty and making her appear even more ethereal and otherworldly.

At first, Shi Feixuan only offered slight resistance, but then she quickly became intoxicated by his gentle, passionate kiss. The more her desire burned, the less reason she reasoned. Shi Feixuan's pure white face gradually flushed red, her slender arms involuntarily wrapped around his back, her beautiful eyes closed, allowing him to do as he pleased.

Yuan Yueze sucked hard on Shi Feixuan's soft, fragrant lips, his nimble tongue not directly penetrating, but merely wandering around the outside. Shi Feixuan had already responded; her jaw was completely unguarded. However, Yuan Yueze wouldn't enter, leaving her both ashamed and angry. She cursed him silently as a "bad guy," yet couldn't resist his persistent urging, her body writhing slightly in

impatience. Yuan Yueze was an expert in this area; a simple act of teasing and playing hard to get left the inexperienced Shi Feixuan completely bewildered, unable to resist his subsequent advances. Seeing that

he had teased her enough, Yuan Yueze gently slipped his tongue into Shi Feixuan's sweet, open mouth. Shi Feixuan's small, fragrant tongue, as if receiving a treasure, lost all shyness and eagerly pressed against him. The two tongues intertwined and began to suckle.

In this chase, they continuously sucked each other's saliva. Waves of warm, blissful sensations seeped into their lungs and flowed through their limbs. Under Yuan Yueze's guidance, Shi Feixuan's tongue became increasingly agile: Yuan Yueze had just finished passionately sucking on her delicate tongue when she immediately followed suit, vigorously sucking and licking his tongue, swallowing his saliva, and simultaneously transferring the sweet saliva from her own mouth to him.

In the midst of their passionate kiss, Shi Feixuan felt her cherry lips become red and moist, her jade-like face burning, and her starry eyes involuntarily opened slightly, sending a sea of deep affection and boundless shyness into Yuan Yueze's eyes, which were fixed on her intently, before shyly closing them again. Her delicate body trembled and twisted gently, her incredibly elastic, snow-white skin constantly rubbing against Yuan Yueze, bringing waves of intoxicating, soul-stirring sensations. Yuan

Yueze, stimulated to the point of barely restraint, stroked her hair with his large hand, which then hooked around her slender neck. His other hand left her waist, kneading her pert, snow-white buttocks a couple of times, finally reaching her chest and tearing at her outer garment.

Shi Feixuan suddenly felt a chill on her chest. Her delicate hand swiftly pressed against his large hand, which was about to tear off her undergarment, her eyes filled with a shy, pleading expression.

Yuan Yueze laughed heartily, scooped her up in his arms,

and carried her to the bed. Shi Feixuan curled up against Yuan Yueze's chest like an ostrich, her heart pounding faster and faster, her body trembling. The large expanse of flawless, jade-like skin exposed by her undergarment was flushed a beautiful pink with shyness, exuding a captivating charm of bashful anticipation and allure. Yuan Yueze was inexplicably excited; his manhood instantly hardened, pressing against Shi Feixuan's soft, snowy buttocks with each step.

Laying her flat on the bed, Yuan Yueze casually tore off the last piece of clothing covering her upper body.

A pair of fair, glistening, firm, and full breasts bounced out joyfully, trembling slightly, seemingly emitting a soft "pop" sound. Shi Feixuan's upper body was fully exposed to Yuan Yueze: her skin, seemingly radiating a holy glow, was as white as snow and frost; her long, fair neck was flushed with shyness; her round, jade-like shoulders and beautiful breasts were sharply defined; her trembling breasts were high and firm; her flat, full abdomen was smooth and lustrous. Her

slender waist was so firm it could be grasped with one hand. This perfect sight of her upper body alone was enough to make one fall into a trance. A smooth, shallow groove was squeezed out from the center of her firm, high breasts, running between her erect breasts. At the top were two pink, round areolas, and in the very center were two small, radiant, and round nipples, blooming like the most beautiful flowers, swaying slightly with her trembling breasts, slowly swelling in the areolas, gradually deepening in color, reflecting the surrounding areolas and her fair, tender breasts, like two plum blossoms proudly blooming in a snowstorm.

Stealing a glimpse of Yuan Yueze staring intently at her full, perky breasts, almost drooling, Shi Feixuan felt a mixture of shyness and pleasure. Her delicate hand involuntarily pressed against her blushing face. She lay flat on the bed, her posture casual yet perfectly showcasing her exquisite body and curvaceous figure, leaving no room for criticism; it seemed that this was the most perfect posture.

Yuan Yueze's blood surged. He abruptly lowered his head and took Shi Feixuan's left full, soft, firm breast into his mouth, licking and caressing the delicate, untouched nipple with his tongue. The pure, innocent fragrance of a virgin filled his nostrils, igniting his desire. At the same time, one hand rested on her smooth, rounded shoulder, while the other grasped her right full, firm breast, kneading it a few times before his thumb and forefinger gently flicked at the dazzling nipple. He intently

and wantonly caressed Shi Feixuan's alabaster-white breasts. Waves of tingling pleasure surged from her breasts and nipples like electric currents, flowing through her entire body in the blink of an eye, finally converging below her abdomen, then transforming into a warm, moist flow that slowly trickled from the deepest part of her sensitive, delicate vulva. Shi Feixuan moaned softly, feeling uncontrollable spasms in her tender flesh, feeling utterly ashamed. Yet, her heart yearned for Yuan Yueze to stimulate her more intensely, to bring her even greater pleasure.

Yuan Yueze, in perfect harmony with her, suddenly tightened his teeth, nibbling at the firm nipple, while simultaneously squeezing and kneading the other nipple with his fingers. Shi Feixuan let out a soft moan, lost in the passion brought by his skillful touch. Her body went limp, her skin flushed crimson, and her lips began to emit intermittent, alluring moans.

Yuan Yueze's large mouth released her breasts, the nipples already swollen to near their peak, proudly erect, a truly beautiful sight. His mouth began to roam over Shi Feixuan's upper body, leaving the touch of his tongue on every inch of her alluring fragrance. At the same time, his large hands caressed Shi Feixuan's lower abdomen, then removed her long skirt, leaving her only in a thin, white underpants. He didn't rush to remove her underpants, but instead wanted to slide his hands along her smooth and elastic legs, gently caressing each inch, as if handling a priceless treasure, conveying his love through his touch to every part of Shi Feixuan's captivating body.

Once he was sure that her shapely legs bore the marks of his caresses, Yuan Yueze moved his hand up and pressed it against Shi Feixuan's virgin territory through her underpants. He then placed his entire palm on it: he could clearly feel the soft pubic hair and the heat emanating from it, and the area below was already quite wet, clearly soaked with Shi Feixuan's love fluid.

Yuan Yueze kissed Shi Feixuan's round and adorable navel, his tongue flicking inwards while his thumb, pressed against her sacred ground, slightly bent, the fingertip brushing against the most prominent bud. He then straightened his thumb and flicked it back with a slight force.

A tingling, itchy pleasure surged from her navel and lower garden, causing Shi Feixuan's body to tremble violently. She let out a slightly high-pitched moan, her legs tightly pressed together, as if afraid Yuan Yueze would flick her clitoris again.

"Hehe! Why didn't you see me before offering yourself, little sister!"

The mischievous Wanwan's teasing laughter suddenly rang out, jolting Shi Feixuan awake. She instinctively reached for the bedsheet beside her, trying to cover her exposed body. The next moment, she realized something was wrong; she couldn't move at all. This couldn't possibly be Yuan Yueze's doing, because just a moment ago, Shi Feixuan had noticed she could slightly wiggle. Needless to say, it must have been Wanwan's doing, sealing her acupoints beforehand.

Thinking this, Shi Feixuan cursed herself for her carelessness. But the pleasure she had just experienced had made her feel like she was in heaven, unable to maintain even a normal person's composure, let alone the spiritual awareness of a master.

Yuan Yueze stopped. The little witch walked gracefully, a mischievous smile playing on her lips, and sat down beside Shi Feixuan. She glanced at her alluring body, gently stroked her face, and said softly, "Didn't you offer yourself to the Heavenly Dao, sister?"

Shi Feixuan was greatly embarrassed, but she absolutely couldn't show weakness now, otherwise this unruly little witch might use some kind of method to humiliate her. So she calmly said, "Sister Wanwan is joking."

Yuan Yueze sat down, pulled the blanket over Shi Feixuan, and complained, "Why are you appearing and disappearing like a ghost? What if you scare us so much that we can't get excited anymore?"

He then reached out to release Shi Feixuan's acupoints.

Shi Feixuan felt grateful; at least Yuan Yueze hadn't allowed Wanwan to bully her.

Seeing things were going badly, the little witch immediately buried her face in Shi Feixuan's shoulder, feigning tears, "Wan'er's life is so miserable! How could I have met such a fickle and heartless man?"

Yuan Yueze and Shi Feixuan knew this ever-changing little witch all too well; they knew her crying was genuine and heartfelt, but it was all an act. They exchanged a glance, their expressions a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

Shrugging helplessly, Yuan Yueze prepared to release Shi Feixuan's pressure points.

Wanwan sensed something was wrong, abruptly raising her head. She pressed her

jade-like hand against Yuan Yueze's large hand, her face beaming with a smile, and pouted, "This is so boring! Can't you guys cooperate a little?" Yuan Yueze affectionately stroked her smooth cheek, speaking softly, "I've told you many times, you're not allowed to bully Feixuan. Now that the world is unified, whether it's the Demonic Sect or the Profound Sect, everyone develops based on their own abilities. You are no match for them anymore."

Wanwan pouted, tilting her cute little head, her large eyes blinking as if harboring countless strange thoughts. Suddenly, she pursed her lips... She said, "I'm here to set an example for Fei Xuan."

Yuan Yueze chuckled and asked, "What example?"

The little witch's eyes darted around, and she smiled, "How about letting Wan'er caress Fei Xuan for her husband?"

Shi Fei Xuan exclaimed in horror, "No!"

Yuan Yueze shook his head and said, "If Fei Xuan doesn't agree, don't do anything reckless."

The little witch persisted, helping the powerless Shi Fei Xuan to her feet, then pushing Yuan Yueze to her side, so that Shi Fei Xuan, with her upper body slightly raised, lay back on Yuan Yueze's chest, while Yuan Yueze's arm was around Shi Fei Xuan's fragrant shoulder.

Seeing her rapid, strange movements, Shi Feixuan felt a bad premonition and pleaded, "Wanwan, please let Feixuan go! Husband... please don't let Wanwan do anything reckless!"

Yuan Yueze's large mouth brushed against her face, and he laughed, "Feixuan, don't be afraid. Actually, if you saw our usual nightlife, you would definitely scold us for being licentious. But the pleasures of a husband and wife's bedroom are endless, and we're not performing for outsiders, so what's wrong with it? Wan'er is very capable; you'll definitely like her methods."

Shi Feixuan said angrily, "You're bullying... Oh!"

Her small mouth was kissed squarely by Yuan Yueze's large mouth, and her upper body began to be caressed by his omnipresent, magical hands. Shi Feixuan tried to struggle, but couldn't move. Two streams of clear tears flowed from the corners of her eyes in distress.

Yuan Yueze hurriedly and frantically released her pressure points and kissed away her tears. Shi Feixuan cried, "Feixuan came to you without a second thought, why are you treating me like this?"

Her small fists began pounding her chest.

Wanwan, who had just removed Shi Feixuan's underpants, turned around, straddled her lower abdomen, and, hands on her hips, scolded, "How dare you be disrespectful to your husband! I'll punish you!" Her jade-like

hand suddenly grasped Shi Feixuan's breast, her fingertips pinching the slightly softened nipple, and she began to knead it forcefully.

Shi Feixuan, stimulated by Wanwan's seemingly more skillful techniques than Yuan Yueze's, felt as if all her strength had been drained

from her body. She weakly twisted a few times, softly saying, "Sister Wanwan, please don't..." Because of her mischievousness and constant indulgence with her sisters, the little witch had accumulated considerable experience over time. Combining this with the techniques she had learned from Yuan Yueze, she had become a master of seduction. Sometimes even Zhu Yuyan couldn't withstand her methods, let alone the virgin Shi Feixuan?

The little witch's achievements were not only due to her learning process, but more importantly, as a woman herself, her understanding of female psychology far surpassed Yuan Yueze's. She even knew exactly which points to stimulate more intensely, which to apply less lightly, and how long to maintain pressure for maximum comfort. In these areas, her skill was unparalleled.

Shi Feixuan was rendered limp and weak by her quick, skillful touches. The pressure points had been released, but aside from slight twitching, she was practically impervious to pressure.

The little witch's cunning hands moved several times, and Shi Feixuan's nipples hardened again, even harder than before. This made Shi Feixuan extremely embarrassed, yet simultaneously, an indescribable stimulation and excitement welled up within her.

Yuan Yueze, pressing her fragrant shoulders, laughed, "Enjoy Wan'er's skills!"

He then kissed her lips, his large hands gently caressing her breasts, leaving only the two tender, bright red nipples exposed, which he skillfully pinched and kneaded with his fingers. Shi Feixuan immediately let out a soft moan.

The little witch had already parted Shi Feixuan's limp legs, lying between her flawless white thighs, admiring her old rival's little garden, feeling an indescribable thrill and excitement.

On either side of her rounded legs were plump, raised petals, like two tightly closed jade doors, leaving only a small, deep red slit in the middle, with a tiny round hole faintly visible. The upper edge was adorned with pink pearls, and dark pubic hair was only distributed around the pearls and the upper edge of the petals, most of the original pink color of the petals exposed, appearing very fresh. The lower edge of the petals met, forming a thin ribbon that connected to the tightly closed chrysanthemum bud, highlighting the surrounding glistening white buttocks like solidified milk.

After a slight pause, the little witch reached out her hands, first caressing Shi Feixuan's round, soft buttocks and snow-white, slender legs, then climbing up her slightly raised mons pubis, kneading the soft, dark pubic hair there.

Shi Feixuan's two full labia remained tightly closed. Her pubic hair wasn't thick, and the little witch easily found the budding flesh within, gently kneading it while simultaneously caressing her delicate labia.

With her sensitive areas attacked simultaneously, Shi Feixuan was intensely excited by the strange pleasure, her body reacting rapidly: her pink labia gradually became engorged and opened, revealing two tender inner petals, and her recently dried clitoris began to secrete clear, lustful fluid again. The desire she had just suppressed flared up again, this time even more intensely than before, and she writhed and moaned incoherently.

Wanwan blew a breath onto the two wet, slippery petals, making Shi Feixuan shudder. She then lowered her head and began to lick and suck with her little tongue. Shi Feixuan let out a long moan, her jade-like hands pressing tightly against Yuan Yueze's nipple, which was about to be sucked. Her tightly closed petals parted slightly. Unconsciously, she closed her jade-like legs, clamping Wanwan's head between them.

"Wanwan...husband...no...don't..."

Under the little witch's teasing, Shi Feixuan gasped softly, her cherry lips parted, breathing rapidly and moaning. Fine beads of sweat began to appear on her flushed skin, making it even more translucent. At the same time, her slender waist swayed like a snake, responding to the caresses and teasing of the two wicked lovers. Her long, shapely legs gradually loosened, only closing tightly when the little witch licked her most sensitive spot, her cries rising and falling repeatedly.

Kissing her nemesis's virgin garden filled the little witch with intense excitement. She too grew aroused, quickly stripping off her clothes to completely expose her body, even more beautiful than Shi Feixuan's. Ignoring the two above her, she reached her slender fingers into the garden and began to caress it.

"Wanwan...no...no!"

Shi Feixuan jerked her head back, her flushed body tensing before a violent tremor ran through her. She wrapped her arms around Yuan Yueze and her legs around the little witch, having been aroused to her first climax by the little witch.

After panting heavily for a while, she softly nestled against Yuan Yueze's chest. The little witch, cheeks puffed out, climbed on top of her and pressed her lips to Shi Feixuan's parting lips.

"Mmm..."

Shi Feixuan shook her head violently, but to no avail. A mouthful of salty, slippery liquid was forcibly passed to her by the little witch, forcing her to swallow.

Shi Feixuan's face flushed red, and she frowned, asking, "What... was that just now?"

The little witch stuck out her tongue, licking her lips, and said, "Of course, it was the water that I sprayed out myself!"

Shi Feixuan froze, tears welling up in her eyes, and said weakly, "Why did you do that, Sister Wanwan? Does playing tricks on others make you happy?"

Yuan Yueze sighed and quickly comforted her.

The little witch froze, realizing that she might have really gone too far. Shi Feixuan was a dignified person, and still a virgin; how could she tolerate such methods? So she leaned closer, stroking Shi Feixuan's face, and laughed, "Alright, alright, I was wrong. Why don't you get revenge on me?"

Shi Feixuan's tears continued to flow, and she retorted, "How can I get revenge?"

The little witch giggled, turned around, and offered her cute little bottom, saying in a voice, "Use the same methods I used on you against me."

Shi Feixuan stopped crying, spat, and a blush crept up her jade-like face again.

Yuan Yueze lightly slapped the little witch's snowy buttocks, his fingers probing between her swaying, moist folds, moving up and down, laughing, "Wan'er, are you going to corrupt Feixuan?"

The little witch twisted her waist and swayed her hips, moaning joyfully, "Mmm...no...faster..."

Yuan Yueze embraced the little witch's snowy buttocks and said to Shi Feixuan, "Feixuan, come and get your revenge."

Shi Feixuan blushed and glared at Yuan Yueze, inwardly cursing his lewdness and shamelessness. But her jade hand, as if propelled by some unknown force, actually rose and scraped against that smooth, pink fold of flesh. The little witch's moans became joyful again.

Withdrawing her jade hand, Shi Feixuan stared intently at the little witch's beautiful little garden. After a long while, as if bewitched, she leaned forward and pressed her rosy lips against the little witch's petals. While recalling the way and place she had just been stimulated, her clumsy tongue explored, licking that alluring flower valley.

The little witches tilted their heads back, moaning wantonly.

An indescribable surge of excitement erupted within them.

Yuan Yueze stroked Shi Feixuan's breasts, saying, "Wan'er, come and relieve your husband's fire!" Wanwan

moaned, pulled down Yuan Yueze's pants, and took his already erect member into her mouth, stroking it rhythmically. Every now and then, she would release it, giving Shi Feixuan a few instructions.

Shi Feixuan became increasingly skilled at teasing the little witches' garden. Wanwan's vaginal fluids, like the fluids she drank herself, were salty and astringent, yet she found them strangely appealing, swallowing them mouthful by mouthful.

The three of them were already lost in a sea of desire.

After a while, the little witches released the member, letting out a long moan, and her slightly open vulva gushed forth a large amount of clear, slippery vaginal fluid. Fortunately, she had instructed Shi Feixuan beforehand, so Shi Feixuan tightly sealed her mouth to the fleshy opening, swallowing all the lustful fluid.

The little witch lay softly on top of Shi Feixuan.

Shi Feixuan, thinking of her bewitched behavior just now, felt shy and embarrassed. She secretly glanced at Yuan Yueze, only to see Yuan Yueze push the still convulsing little witch aside, press down on Shi Feixuan, and bite her ear, saying, "You can only enjoy it if you open your arms, Feixuan, don't be shy."

Feeling the hot, huge thing covered in the little witch's saliva pressing against the fleshy opening, Shi Feixuan twisted her delicate body in arousal and softly responded.

Her performance today was indeed very lewd, but she felt very satisfied inside.

Yuan Yueze slowly broke through Shi Feixuan's hymen with his "virginity-breaking technique," entering her body. Shi Feixuan, with her exceptionally strong physique, felt only a slight pain. She opened her eyes and saw the bloodstains on the monstrous object and the small red spots on the sheets beneath her jade-like thighs. Only

then did she close her beautiful eyes in relief, her face flushed. The spear pressed forward at an incredibly slow pace, opening up Shi Feixuan's tight, virginal passage. The little witch, having regained some strength, crawled over, her small mouth taking Shi Feixuan's fragrant, jade-like earlobe into her mouth, gently nibbling at it. Her jade hands grasped her breasts, her slender fingers pinching and teasing the nipples.

Shi Feixuan, stimulated by the two, was limp and powerless to resist. A strange excitement mixed with shame filled her heart, and she involuntarily moaned softly. Of course, her jade hands were not idle either; she grabbed the little witch's breasts in return, stimulating them in the same way.

The entire length of the spear was submerged, its massive tip pressing against the tender flesh of Shi Feixuan's flower core, grinding gently a few times. Shi Feixuan, who was passionately kissing the little witch, trembled violently as if struck by lightning. She forcefully pulled away from the little witch's sweet lips, moaning, "It's...it hurts...get out..."

Yuan Yueze withdrew slightly, and Shi Feixuan immediately felt much better.

The little witch pressed her cheek against hers, laughing, "The best is yet to come, don't rush, little sister."

Shi Feixuan glared at her, both ashamed and angry.

Yuan Yueze lifted Shi Feixuan's snowy buttocks with his large hand and began to slowly thrust in and out.

The massive tip of the spear struck and ground against the tender flesh of her flower core, the sharp edges scraping against the folds of flesh, the pleasure gradually intensifying. Shi Feixuan's movements became more pronounced; she was even so aroused by Yuan Yueze and the little witch that she no longer felt any of the sensation of her recent loss of virginity. The tender flesh of her flower-like passage opened and closed slowly, a trickle of clear spring water gushing from her core, carried away by Yuan Yueze's thrusts.

Shi Feixuan's delicate honeypot was being pounded by the spear, the sounds of their joined bodies increasing in speed. As Shi Feixuan's moans grew louder, her honeypot opened its tender little mouth, gushing out more and more slippery spring water, washing over the spear shaft and moistening her flower-like passage.

Each time the spear plunged deep inside, the tip being sucked by her soft core, both of them would let out a long moan and a soft groan. That tingling, numb sensation was so beautiful it made their souls want to fly out of their bodies, soaring to the heavens and plunging to the depths, freely roaming and soaring.

Shi Feixuan kissed the little witch, her two pert breasts being pinched and squeezed by the little witch's strange hands, sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily, her nipples being "ravaged" continuously. Shi Feixuan's long and beautiful legs were tightly wrapped around Yuan Yueze's waist, her slender waist swaying more and more wildly, moaning in her throat, her jade hands grabbing and pulling at the little witch's breasts and nipples.

A little over fifteen minutes later, Yuan Yueze's final thrust landed on Shi Feixuan's soft clitoris. Shi Feixuan's body arched violently, feeling a wave of pleasure

explode in her clitoris with a "boom!" that seemed to shatter her clitoris and her entire being. Then, her consciousness, refusing to dissipate, soared fiercely into the sky. She then heard her own loud, delicate cry.

Trembling violently, Shi Feixuan's soft clitoris and slippery vagina spasmed simultaneously, gripping every part of the spear tightly, her virgin vaginal fluids gushing forth.

Yuan Yueze cried out in surprise as his semen "plop plop"ed into the deepest part of Shi Feixuan's honeypot.

Fortunately, Shi Feixuan had already experienced an orgasm from the little witch's teasing, otherwise she would likely have been scalded into another orgasm.

After ejaculating a dozen times in his face, Yuan Yueze finally collapsed limply onto Shi Feixuan. After releasing her precious virgin essence, Shi Feixuan's face flushed crimson, almost dripping with blood. Her body was soft and tingling, her smooth, pink face blushing with shyness and spring-like blush.

Yuan Yueze held the two women and exchanged a few words. The little witch, burning with desire, immediately straddled Yuan Yueze, guiding his long spear into her tender honeypot, quickly stroking it.

Shi Feixuan, seeing her wanton appearance and recalling her own performance that day, felt extremely shy, yet also savoring the wonderful sensation.

After the little witch's climax, Shi Feixuan took her place, and the two women took turns attacking Yuan Yueze.

They fought until both women were nearly exhausted from climaxing, and Yuan Yueze, feeling much better, fell asleep holding them.

This time, the three of them enjoyed themselves together, completely fading the resentment between the little witch and Shi Feixuan, and laying a solid foundation for their peaceful coexistence in the future.

The next day, as Yuan Yueze was leisurely reading a novel while smoking and drinking, Li Xiuning appeared in the room.

Seeing her hesitant expression, Yuan Yueze stood up and asked, "Xiuning, what's wrong?"

Li Xiuning sighed, "Second Sister-in-law and Consort Zhang are in a very bad mood. Although I used my special powers to help them recover from their physical injuries, no one can soothe their inner pain."

Yuan Yueze then remembered Princess Changsun and Consort Zhang, and asked curiously, "It doesn't seem appropriate for them to stay in Luoyang. Why don't you invite them to stay with us? The scenery here is beautiful, much better for living and enjoying life than in the city."

Li Xiuning rolled her eyes at him and giggled, "Husband, are you planning to take advantage of them?"

Yuan Yueze chuckled and said, "Heaven above..."

Li Xiuning's sweet lips pressed against his.

Yuan Yueze immediately took advantage of the situation.

Their lips parted, and Li Xiuning, panting softly, said, "I was just teasing my husband. Actually, they are also very pitiful. Only love can bring them back to life, so Xiuning boldly came to ask my husband..."

Yuan Yueze said gently, "Husband and wife are of one mind and body. What's this talk of asking or not asking? I'll go and fetch them myself!"

Li Xiuning smiled and said, "I've already sent a message to Luoyang. Someone will bring them here soon."

Yuan Yueze chuckled and said, "Thank you, Xiuning, for being such a great matchmaker."

Li Xiuning laughed heartily, looking absolutely captivating.

The shackles and burdens on her heart gradually disappeared, and she could finally relax and enjoy life.

Ten days later, Princess Changsun and Consort Zhang were both sent over.

Yuan Yueze specially cooked a feast for them.

In the following six months, under Li Xiuning's instigation and persuasion, Princess Changsun and Consort Zhang no longer hated Yuan Yueze. After all, it was Li Yuanji who had killed their husbands.

Yuan Yueze treated them with the same care and concern as he would his own wife. The two women were young and had experienced great hardship, so they gradually began to accept Yuan Yueze.

It wasn't until their ninth month in Hainan that Yuan Yueze decided to have a proper conversation with them.

That evening, Yuan Yueze first went to Zhang Jieyu's room.

Zhang Jieyu was sitting alone in the bedroom, lost in thought.

Having endured much hardship, this once delicate and pitiful beauty had regained much of her spirit; she was no longer the person she had been when she first arrived, seemingly with one foot in the grave.

Yuan Yueze knocked and entered the room. Zhang Jieyu immediately stood up and said happily, "Please come in, young master!"

Yuan Yueze said as he walked in, "If you don't mind, Jieyu, you may call me 'husband'."

Zhang Jieyu lowered her head shyly and said softly, "My homeland is gone, and I am all alone. How

could I dare to presume upon you, young master?" Yuan Yueze walked up to her, took her limp, smooth, jade-like wrist, and laughed, "There's no such thing as presumptuous. Look at my family, I have quite a few wives. It would be beneath you to be with me."

Zhang Jieyu smelled the masculine aura emanating from him, raised her pretty face blankly, and said softly, "Young master, your martial arts skills, knowledge, talent, and character are all among the best in the world. I see how happy my sisters are, and I'm a little envious."

She had only been polite at first, but if she didn't seize Yuan Yueze now, she would probably regret it later, so she confessed directly.

Yuan Yueze cupped her flushed face in his hands and said softly, "Then I won't leave tonight, okay?"

Zhang Jieyu's face flushed even more, and beads of sweat glistened on her forehead. She dared not meet his intense gaze any longer, and gently closed her beautiful eyes, softly uttering a soft "Mmm."

Yuan Yueze swept her soft, boneless body into his arms, sighing as he carried her, "Your fragrance is pure and delicate, your skin smooth and jade-like. Sweat drips like beads, your hair is disheveled and green."

Zhang Jieyu was both surprised and delighted, trembling as she nestled in his arms, whispering, "My name is Zhang Yan, please don't call me Jieyu anymore." Yuan Yueze stroked her slender waist and laughed, "You should call me husband now."

Zhang Yan shyly called him softly.

The two had reached the bedside.

Yuan Yueze showed no roughness, simply holding her hot, delicate body tightly.

A warm silence filled the room.

The suppressed passion in Zhang Yan's heart gradually ignited, her breathing becoming rapid. Although she tried desperately to suppress it, how could she escape Yuan Yueze's keen senses?

Yuan Yueze set her down, and the two faced each other. Zhang Yan's beautiful eyes remained tightly closed, but her delicate body trembled slightly, revealing her nervous excitement. Yuan Yueze slowly kissed her slightly parted, moist lips. His large hands roamed over her exquisite and soft body. She had not learned martial arts, so her skin was definitely not as vibrant as that of women who had, but it was soft yet elastic, delicate yet tender, and had a first-rate feel. Otherwise, how could she have won the favor of Li Yuan, the ruler of a nation?

Zhang Yan responded passionately, her snow-white arms wrapping around Yuan Yueze's neck, her nimble tongue chasing back and forth with his, seemingly resisting yet welcoming him. She was not an innocent girl; she knew how to please a man, and Yuan Yueze knew her background very well, so pretending would be pointless, and if she wasn't careful, it would only arouse Yuan Yueze's jealousy.

Zhang Yan was a stunning beauty who knew the secrets of pleasing men, but she underestimated Yuan Yueze, because many so-called principles of the world simply didn't apply to him.

The two kissed passionately, and Yuan Yueze's large hands expanded their reach, eventually beginning to remove her outer garment. Zhang Yan cooperated, her small hands pulling at Yuan Yueze's outer garment as they removed each other's clothing.

Once the outer garment was removed, Zhang Yan's plain white bodice was revealed, with a deep cleavage faintly visible at the top. Yuan Yueze's large mouth moved to her slender neck and delicate earlobes. Zhang Yan passionately embraced Yuan Yueze's head, her jade-like hands stroking his hair, emitting soft moans. Her moans were clear and alluring, seemingly containing boundless mysterious temptation.

Yuan Yueze's tongue traced along her beautiful collarbone, his large hand tearing off her undergarment. Two large, jade-like breasts immediately sprang forth, trembling slightly. The two nipples, no longer as tender as a virgin's, were swollen and erect, showing their owner's extreme arousal.

Yuan Yueze kissed her deeply, and Zhang Yan leaned back onto the pillow.

Yuan Yueze easily took her firm nipple into his mouth, licking and biting it; his other hand pressed against her other breast, kneading it. Zhang Yan was nearly thirty, but pampered, her skin was indistinguishable from that of a woman in her early twenties—smooth, supple, and fair.

Aroused by Yuan Yueze's skillful touch, Zhang Yan's passion burned like fire, her moans rising in waves. She had only ever served Li Yuan, but Li Yuan's technique was far inferior to Yuan Yueze's, and Li Yuan was of her father's age, which left her with a deep-seated unease. Today, this man was about her age and possessed extraordinary abilities, captivating her to the core. She poured all her passion and skill into pleasing and catering to him.

Yuan Yueze continued to lick and knead her breasts, while his other hand slid down over her flat stomach, removing her long dress. Zhang Yan swayed her hips, making Yuan Yueze feel that she was deliberately pleasing him. He stopped, biting her ear, and said, "I don't want someone who serves me with feigned affection. I want your genuine happiness; otherwise, our love will never be perfect." Zhang Yan trembled, opened her beautiful

eyes, smiled radiantly, shed two clear tears, and hugged him tightly, trembling as she said, "To receive such care from my husband, I have no regrets even in death."

Yuan Yueze wiped away her tears, kissed her lightly again, and continued to tease her.

Zhang Yan truly let go, acting only on instinct, her heart overflowing with an unprecedented happiness and joy.

Yuan Yueze massaged her through her wet panties a few times, eliciting a few moans from Zhang Yan, before slowly removing them.

Her pubic hair was sparse, and Yuan Yueze's large hand caressed her plump mons pubis for a moment before kissing her breasts and sliding his fingers into her vulva. It was already overflowing with moisture, the labia majora slippery, not to mention the slightly thick labia minora and the entrance. Yuan Yueze's fingers slid into the center of the labia minora, scraping the inner walls and the center of the slit, finally touching the entrance. The entrance throbbed, gushing out hot air, the gushing fluids instantly submerging Yuan Yueze's fingers.

With a slight exertion, Yuan Yueze's middle finger immediately sank into her vagina. The heat inside was even greater than at the entrance. Through circular scraping, Yuan Yueze discovered that although she wasn't a virgin, her entrance wasn't particularly loose. Actually, looseness didn't matter, because Yuan Yueze's endowment was too large.

Zhang Yan moaned excitedly, her arms tightly wrapped around Yuan Yueze, her body twisting and turning. Her breasts rubbed against his firm chest, the nipples scraping against his skin, bringing her increasingly pleasurable pleasure. Her slender waist and snowy buttocks moved in sync with his fingers, as if dissatisfied that his fingers were too small to fill the emptiness in her heart.

As Yuan Yueze's fingers penetrated halfway into her honeypot, Zhang Yan's moans grew louder, and her body twisted faster, the "sizzling" sounds emanating from their chests.

Zhang Yan seemed tired, gradually slowing down, and said shyly, "Husband... I..."

Yuan Yueze sealed her lips, flipped her over, and pressed his hot, massive member against her trembling opening as she moved in sync. Zhang Yan's legs wrapped around Yuan Yueze's waist, and the two of them thrust forward and upward, "Sizzle!"

The entire length of his member plunged into her honeypot.

Zhang Yan felt a sharp pain from the swelling, letting out a muffled groan. But what followed was a pleasurable and blissful sensation.

Yuan Yueze exerted force again, pressing the tip of his penis firmly against her clitoris.

Zhang Yan's head jerked back, letting out a long moan, then she instinctively pulled her snowy buttocks back, as if unable to withstand the intense pleasure surging from her clitoris.

The tip of his penis separated slightly from her clitoris.

Yuan Yueze began to thrust, his face close to hers as he asked, "Is it too comfortable?"

Zhang Yan clung tightly to his neck, saying happily, "My husband is so amazing, you almost crushed me inside."

Yuan Yueze laughed heartily, thrusting rapidly into her tight passage.

This is the difference between a young woman and a virgin.

The allure of a virgin lies in her youthful innocence and unexplored nature; the allure of a young woman lies in her maturity, tenderness, and experience.

Yuan Yueze went all out from the start. Although Zhang Yan was no longer a virgin, she had never seen such a large member as Yuan Yueze's. She could only moan and groan repeatedly as he thrust into her, experiencing wave after wave of orgasms.

She appeared delicate, but was actually incredibly wild, as evidenced by her frantic responses to Yuan Yueze's movements and the copious amounts of lustful fluid secreted from her vulva.

Yuan Yueze used all his strength, thrusting violently into her tender clitoris, a place even Li Yuan had never touched. Her body was that of a mature woman, but her clitoris remained a virgin. Soon, she climaxed amidst Yuan Yueze's simultaneous thrusts, experiencing a wonderful sensation she had never felt before.

Yuan Yueze, panting heavily, lay on top of her, kissing away the fragrant sweat from her forehead. Zhang Yan, meanwhile, looked with delight at the glow emanating from her body and the boundless vitality welling up within her.

To avoid causing any resentment towards Princess Changsun, Yuan Yueze's true parentage was not revealed to her or Zhang Yan. Li Xiuning planned to bring it up again in a hundred years or so, believing that by then Princess Changsun's affections would have shifted to Yuan Yueze, and her reaction would be much less intense. After all, Li Shimin's death was inextricably linked to Yuan Yueze's arrival.

Yuan Yueze told Zhang Yan about his past, and Zhang Yan, while refining her body, exclaimed repeatedly, offering a beautiful kiss.

Immortality—such a thing had actually come to her! How could she not be driven mad with excitement? She vowed never to reveal a word to Princess Changsun before Li Xiuning told her.

Half an hour later, Zhang Yan's body refinement was complete. Looking at herself in the mirror, she was as joyful as a little girl. She then sat on Yuan Yueze's lap and began the Guanyin lotus position, her movements exceptionally wild and unrestrained.

After hundreds of thrusts, Yuan Yueze turned her over and entered her from behind. Then they tried other positions. Finally, Zhang Yan reached a series of orgasms as the tip of his penis relentlessly ground against her clitoris and the copious amounts of semen shot out like cannonballs, before falling into a deep sleep.

Yuan Yueze covered her with a blanket and went to Princess Changsun's room next door.

Princess Changsun was agitated by the sounds of lovemaking coming from next door. A naturally dignified and courteous person, she simultaneously scolded the two next door for their lack of consideration for her surroundings, while simultaneously finding her body reacting naturally. Terrified, she was completely disoriented, because she realized that even with her eyes closed and ears covered, the handsome and imposing figure of Yuan Yueze would appear in her mind, and she would even occasionally imagine the two next door making love passionately. She had no idea that Yuan Yueze's concern had actually opened her closed heart over this long period; she simply couldn't bear to betray her deceased husband, Li Shimin.

But Li Xiuning's advice wasn't wrong. She had never understood why Li Xiuning had been resurrected after death; Li Xiuning only said it was Yuan Yueze's doing. Hearing this, Princess Changsun's admiration for Yuan Yueze grew even stronger. Seeing Li Xiuning now as happy and carefree as a little bird, she secretly envied her.

The sound of Yuan Yueze knocking on the door rang out, and Princess Changsun immediately calmed down, saying softly, "Please come in."

Yuan Yueze politely replied and pushed open the door.

He sat down opposite Princess Changsun and poured her a full cup of tea.

This seemingly insignificant gesture, one that many would overlook, perfectly revealed Yuan Yueze's character. Princess Changsun's mind suddenly flashed back to every instance of his care and consideration over this long period, and to his ever-present respectful expression.

Yuan Yueze's respect was genuine. Because during the late Sui and early Tang dynasties, several virtuous women from the imperial harem left their mark on history, and Empress Changsun was the most famous among them.

Sipping her tea slowly, Princess Changsun was at a loss for words. Yuan Yueze's voice reached her ears, sighing, "Your Highness is in the prime of her life. Life is inevitably filled with sorrow. I hope you will live well, for those in the afterlife, if they could know, would not bear to see you give up on yourself."

Princess Changsun lowered her head slightly and whispered, "Does Your Highness mean I am a promiscuous woman?"

Yuan Yueze suddenly recalled that Yang Yan had said something similar on the banks of the Songhua River. They were clearly of the same character.

With a hearty laugh, Yuan Yueze said, "I do believe that love can awaken Your Highness's dead heart. Your Highness may think I am arrogant, but these are my true feelings. I hate beating around the bush; I hope I haven't frightened Your Highness."

Princess Changsun showed no surprise and fell silent. After a long while, she raised her slightly flushed face and calmly said, "How could I blame you, young master? I have never seen or heard of anyone as upright and righteous as you, who regards fame and fortune as dirt. Even my late husband's character was probably inferior to yours."

When she spoke of Li Shimin, her expression still darkened, but it was much better than it had been nine months ago.

Yuan Yueze stood up and said, "Then please rest, Your Highness. I will take my leave."

Princess Changsun stood up as well. She heard her own voice say, "Why did you leave in such a hurry, young master?"

Yuan Yueze turned around, his clear and deep gaze shooting over her. Princess Changsun was extremely embarrassed and quickly lowered her head, inwardly cursing herself for saying such things.

Yuan Yueze took a few steps forward, took a deep breath, and gently placed his large hand on her soft, fragrant shoulder.

Princess Changsun's body trembled, but she did not struggle. She simply lowered her head even further, almost burying it between her perfectly sized, exquisite breasts.

Yuan Yueze said solemnly, "I may be long-winded, but even if I have to force you, I don't want to see the Princess die from heartbreak. I will tell you the reason in a hundred years."

Princess Changsun looked up in astonishment, her face flushed even more, and she frowned, saying, "A hundred years from now, shouldn't we be buried long ago?"

Yuan Yueze smiled, "Any woman who has had a sexual encounter with me will enjoy eternal life and youth."

Princess Changsun was stunned. This statement was too unbelievable, but she couldn't doubt it, because Yuan Yueze's sincere eyes and attitude left her no room for suspicion. Moreover, she had personally seen Zhu Yuyan and the others. If they hadn't kept emphasizing it, she would never have believed that Zhu Yuyan was Shan Wanjing's grandmother, because they all looked to be under twenty. Besides, Yuan Yueze had no reason to lie to her. For her body? She was no longer a virgin, and she had no powerful backing. Yuan Yueze would naturally not be so bored as to lie to her about such a thing.

Suddenly, she felt Yuan Yueze tighten his grip, holding her tightly. She tried to struggle, but then heard his voice: "I will never watch you die, because that would be too much of a blow."

Princess Changsun trembled. She had a strange feeling that Yuan Yueze's words were always sincere, though she didn't know why.

A refreshing, masculine aura wafted over her. Princess Changsun, already in love with him, felt weak and powerless. She wanted to speak but didn't know what to say, only burying her face shyly in his chest.

Yuan Yueze looked at the snow-white, delicate neck of this empress who should have been remembered for eternity, inhaling the intoxicating fragrance emanating from her, and couldn't resist kissing her soft, fragrant lips.

Princess Changsun's mind went blank at his kiss; her body trembled slightly, burning hot, and a primal urge surged within her, her honeypot tingling with an intense itch.

After a kiss, Yuan Yueze pressed his lips against her burning red cheek and said, "If I, Yuan Yueze, ever betray the Princess, may I be struck by lightning."

Princess Changsun stiffened, panting softly as she nestled against his chest, hesitating, "But I have failed my late husband, and my withered body is unworthy of you, sir. Why are you so sincere towards me?"

Yuan Yueze knew that her words expressed her love for him, but she was conflicted and unsure how to choose. He smiled and said, "You will know in a hundred years; this is no lie."

Princess Changsun sighed softly and said, "My childhood name is Guanyinbi. My father called me 'Bi'er' (servant) when he was alive. Please don't use that title that doesn't belong to me anymore."

Yuan Yueze kissed her cheek and called her name several times.

Princess Changsun's heart melted. To be honest, considering her status as a husband, Yuan Yueze was absolutely the best choice; no one in this era could compare to him. Having met so many people, she naturally made comparisons in her mind.

After another passionate kiss, Yuan Yueze carried Changsun Guanyinbi, who was practically clinging to him, to the bed. While kissing her passionately, he began to undress her.

Changsun Guanyinbi gave up resisting, even occasionally responding. However, her personality differed from Zhang Yan's, so it was impossible to expect the usually rational

Changsun Guanyinbi to be overly wild. But her current behavior was already a breakthrough for her. As their tongues intertwined, Changsun Guanyinbi's clothes were completely removed, revealing her smooth, tender body to Yuan Yueze without any concealment. Her beautiful face was unadorned, yet her features were exquisite. Her usual aloof and unapproachable demeanor was softened by desire. Her eyes were tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling incessantly, revealing her nervous excitement and yearning for love. Her slightly parted red lips were luscious and tempting, her breath sweet and fragrant. Her skin was as smooth as jade, her neck long and slender, her breasts full and firm, her waist incredibly slender, her abdomen flat and smooth, and between her shapely legs, a glimpse of dark pubic hair was visible.

Gazing at this trembling, radiant body before him, and recalling her identity, Yuan Yueze was overcome with lust, his heart pounding. He held her soft, slender waist tightly, his fingers caressing her delicate, smooth skin, passionately kissing her fragrant lips, then sliding down to her gracefully curved neck and rounded, jade-like shoulders.

Changsun Guanyinbi's naked, white body nestled against Yuan Yueze's burning chest. His kisses made her body feel hot, waves of heat surging within her, and intoxicating moans occasionally escaped her tender, red lips. The desire she had been forcibly suppressing finally erupted.

Yuan Yueze's kisses moved downwards, his large mouth sliding to her delicate, bud-like breasts, his wet tongue gently licking each one. His hands, which had been wrapped around her slender waist, slid down to her armpits, his fingers pinching and kneading her gradually hardening nipples. Changsun Guanyinbi, who

had been suppressing her moans and only letting out soft groans, grew increasingly aroused. The heat within her surged even more violently, and her lower abdomen felt unbearably itchy. With Yuan Yueze's licking and kneading, the intense heat coalesced into a powerful torrent, rushing directly to the deepest part of her honeypot. She was completely intoxicated, her limbs weak with pleasure. Unable to bear it any longer, she tilted her head back and let out a series of soft moans.

Yuan Yueze's other hand had already slid down her lower abdomen and reached the entrance of her pubic garden. He gently touched her mons pubis for a moment, then, passing through the sparse pubic hair, Yuan Yueze's fingers probed into her moist, slippery vulva. He pressed his thumb against the most sensitive part of her clitoris, gently pressing it, while his middle finger continuously rubbed along the cleft of her labia, then probed further down.

Changsun Guanyinbi had never had her pubic garden touched by a man before, and she couldn't resist his flirtatious methods. She felt Yuan Yueze's fingers part her labia, then his fingertips slipped a little into her vagina, scraping and kneading near the entrance. Her breasts and clitoris were attacked simultaneously, and she felt both shy and excited, yet also a strange stimulation and excitement. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and a stronger wave of pleasure surged through her brain. She couldn't help but moan loudly.

In no time, Changsun Guanyinbi arched her slender waist, pressing her lower abdomen tightly against Yuan Yueze's waist, letting out a long moan. Her flower trembled as she gushed forth streams of vaginal fluid, reaching orgasm. She felt incredibly shy, but the more shy she was, the more excited and stimulated she became. Her delicate body involuntarily convulsed, her vagina contracting and squeezing Yuan Yueze's fingers.

Yuan Yueze bit her ear and whispered, "Don't be shy, darling. If you're not open-minded in your lovemaking, how can you experience pleasure?"

Changsun Guanyinbi's heart softened again at his call, but she dared not raise her head, nodding slightly, her heart filled with joy.

Yuan Yueze pushed her down onto the bed, tightly embracing her hot, delicate body. Changsun Guanyinbi was still not recovered from her orgasm, her body still trembling.

When she had recovered somewhat, Yuan Yueze placed his massive member at her slippery, tender entrance, the tip of his penis sliding in a little bit instantly. Because she had given birth to several children, including Li Chengqian, her vaginal canal was slightly loose, but it was still very tight for Yuan Yueze's massive member. Yuan Yueze

guided his penis, sliding and rubbing it against her fleshy opening a few times, causing Changsun Guanyinbi, who had been afraid to open her beautiful eyes, to involuntarily let out a satisfied and comfortable sigh. Her slender arms wrapped around his neck, her jade legs coiled around his waist, letting him do as he pleased.

With a thrust of his waist, his penis plunged to the deepest part of her honeypot, pressing tightly against her flower core.

Changsun Guanyinbi and Zhang Yan reacted similarly, almost jumping up from the stimulation, instinctively shifting her snowy buttocks, trying to escape the strange, numbing sensation.

Yuan Yueze's enormous member was so magnificent that Changsun Guanyinbi, who hadn't experienced an orgasm since giving birth, once again felt the fullness she had before pregnancy. But Li Shimin's endowment could never match Yuan Yueze's magnificence. Changsun Guanyinbi couldn't help but think that if he were to deflower her, the pain would probably be a thousand times greater. Then she secretly chuckled to herself, wondering why she was thinking such nonsense.

This lovemaking had played a huge role in helping her forget the past, rediscover herself, and exist for herself. Her thoughts just now were the best proof.

Yuan Yueze's movements became faster, and the increasingly intense stimulation caused Changsun Guanyinbi's vaginal walls to contract and tremble continuously, becoming wetter and hotter, and a strange suction force was generated deep within her honeypot, continuously drawing in the penetration of the long spear.

Yuan Yueze kissed her fragrant lips and face while caressing her breasts, his lower body thrusting in and out relentlessly, drawing out waves of lustful fluids. Each thrust of his spear struck her clitoris, the woman whose clitoris had never been touched before unable to bear the pleasure. She groaned loudly, her body twisting uncontrollably in response.

When the thrusting speed reached its peak, Yuan Yueze suddenly stopped, beginning a new round of thrusting with a different rhythm. His tried-and-true "slow withdrawal and heavy thrusting technique" gave Changsun Guanyinbi unprecedented pleasure. Her clitoris was first powerfully struck, then heavily ground. Changsun Guanyinbi was driven to ecstasy by the impact and grinding: when he withdrew, she let out a dreamlike low moan; when he thrust, she let out a high-pitched long cry. Waves of pleasure surged through her body and mind, making her tremble and feel as if she were dying of ecstasy. She forgot where she was, feeling every pore on her body radiating a tingling sensation, every inch of her skin throbbing with excitement.

As Yuan Yueze thrust in and ground her again, Changsun Guanyinbi's arms and legs, which were wrapped around her back, tightened suddenly, letting out a loud cry. Her buttocks pressed tightly against his lower abdomen, and her body and vagina spasmed simultaneously. A large amount of vaginal fluid gushed from the depths of her honeypot, splashing onto the tip of Yuan Yueze's penis.

Yuan Yueze shuddered and ejaculated, watering the barren field that had not experienced a true orgasm for many years. The heat made her body tremble wildly again, reaching a new peak once more.

Yuan Yueze turned her over, and the two of them were tightly joined together, embracing and kissing each other, enjoying the afterglow of their orgasm.

The aftershocks of the climax continued to assault Changsun Guanyinbi's body and mind. She was nearly exhausted, lying wearily against Yuan Yueze's chest. She thought to herself that the pleasure between a man and a woman was so wonderful, something she had never experienced before in all these years, and the man who had given her this pleasure was so outstanding. It all felt like a dream, yet so real. She laboriously lifted her head slightly, meeting Yuan Yueze's gentle gaze.

Time stood still at that moment.

The tenderness lasted forever.

Three years had passed since Tong Yehu publicly expressed his support for Song Shidao, giving the residents of Wushuang Kingdom the opportunity to return home.

Mingyue had also been taken to Hainan to enjoy life.

More than two years had passed, and Mingyue had grown to love this life, gradually realizing that Yuan Yueze's sincerity had opened her heart.

Thinking that at her current age, and that every woman in Yuan Yueze's household surpassed her in beauty and temperament, yet Yuan Yueze remained so fascinated and caring towards her, Mingyue, though her heart was calm, couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and satisfaction.

She was a mature and wise woman, knowing how to treat sincere people. So, under Yuan Yueze's direct pressure, she expressed her willingness to give herself to him.

Tonight.

Thinking of the care her best friend Shan Meixian had shown her over the past few years, the adorable openness of her daughter Shang Xiufang, and Yuan Yueze's boldness and passion, Mingyue, like a little woman, stared intently at the "family portrait" painted by Zhu Yuyan on the wall. In the painting, she was being held tightly by Yuan Yueze, her face flushed with shyness, lifelike.

Shan Meixian and Shang Xiufang had told her more than once not to go too wild in releasing her desires, otherwise she would definitely collapse, because no one could match Yuan Yueze.

Mingyue had no doubt, because Yuan Yueze's body was abnormal, beyond the comprehension of ordinary people: dealing with more than forty beautiful wives every night, each one thoroughly satisfied. Who else in the world could do that besides him?

However, Mingyue didn't care, because she had her own "magic weapon." "Baby, I'm coming!"

Yuan Yueze's voice suddenly rang in her ears. Mingyue, who was deep in thought, was startled and subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice. Her small mouth was immediately sealed by Yuan Yueze.

After undergoing marrow cleansing and body tempering, Mingyue's cultivation had increased significantly in recent years. Although she couldn't rival Shan Meixian, she had already entered the ranks of micro-level masters. She subconsciously shook her head to dodge, her cloud-like hair fluttering gracefully. However, Yuan Yueze was clearly more skillful. His big mouth didn't succeed, but his strange hand reached under her armpit beforehand. With a little force, Mingyue was immediately pulled over, and his strange hand kept tickling her, making Mingyue laugh out loud. Her strength dissipated, and she leaned against his broad chest.

Mingyue's familiar fragrance, like orchids and musk, wafted into his nostrils. Although Yuan Yueze was used to it, he was still dizzy for a moment. He lowered his head and kissed Mingyue's warm cherry lips. Mingyue had had physical contact with him before, but it had always been unconscious. This intimate contact was a first. Her body stiffened, then heated up, and she slumped into Yuan Yueze's arms. Her lips parted slightly, their tongues intertwining. In their playful chase and mutual sucking, Mingyue couldn't help but let out soft moans, her delicate nose snorting as she sprayed her warm, fragrant breath onto Yuan Yueze's face.

During the passionate kiss, Yuan Yueze's large hand moved from Mingyue's armpit to her firm breasts, gently kneading them through her clothes. His strange hand seemed to possess a magical power, sending tingling sensations through Mingyue's body, which had been deprived of touch for over twenty years. The stimulation made Mingyue dizzy, and she felt waves of heat, almost forgotten by him, rushing to her brain. She couldn't help but tilt her head back, her lips breaking free from Yuan Yueze's sucking, a thin, transparent line appearing between their lips before shattering instantly.

Yuan Yueze, having tasted her alluring lips, moved down to kiss her long, smooth neck, his tongue gliding over it before licking it. The roughness of his tongue sent a shiver through Mingyue's body, her lips parting slightly as she almost let out a moan.

While his mouth roamed freely, Yuan Yueze's hands didn't stop: his left hand explored her slender waist and back, while his right hand relentlessly attacked her breasts. His entire palm covered her breasts, gently kneading them, savoring the wonderful sensation of their soft yet elastic texture. Then, his thumb and forefinger pinched the hardened nipples beneath her thin fabric, gently twisting and pulling.

Smelling the faint fragrance of the woman in his arms, listening to her barely perceptible yet incredibly seductive breaths, Yuan Yueze's mind went blank, and he reached out to untie the belt around Mingyue's waist. In a state of near-consciousness, Mingyue forcefully maintained her composure, her jade-like hand weakly pressing down on his large hand, softly scolding, "Little...little rascal...don't..."

Yuan Yueze immediately stopped, pressing his lips against her blushing face, and laughed, "Change your tune quickly, or I'll spank your little bottom!"

Mingyue, panting softly, felt the pleasure finally subside. She couldn't help but nestle against his chest and whisper, "Husband."

Yuan Yueze laughed heartily, carrying Mingyue to the bed. He simply held her, not moving, and sighed, "Life is truly wonderful!"

Mingyue leaned comfortably against his shoulder, slightly startled by his words, then a dreamlike ripple flickered in her clear, beautiful eyes as she murmured, "Yes! Why do people always fight and struggle for meaningless things?"

Yuan Yueze chuckled, "What may be meaningless to us is hard to say for others. People will always have different views and perspectives..." And thus, different approaches to problems arise. "

Mingyue said happily, "Everyone says you're a philosopher, now they know!"

Yuan Yueze rarely saw her with such an innocent, girlish expression, and was momentarily stunned. He lovingly stroked her soft, smooth face and said, "We will always live like this, free and unrestrained."

Mingyue looked directly into his infinitely tender eyes and said, "Our existence is solely for our 'true selves,' and nothing in the world can bind us."

Yuan Yueze laughed heartily and said, "The world is vast, and I am free as I please!"

After speaking, with Mingyue's approving look, he lowered his head and kissed her fragrant lips again.

Mingyue responded passionately.

After their tongues intertwined, Yuan Yueze took the opportunity to lick Mingyue's delicate little ear, then took her round, jade-like earlobe into his mouth, licking and sucking it continuously.

Mingyue closed her beautiful eyes, wrapped her slender arms around his waist, and gently twisted her delicate body with his sucking.

He released Mingyue's earlobe, and Yuan Yueze's large mouth moved to Mingyue's smooth forehead, then slid down to kiss her long, phoenix-shaped eyes, her pert nose, and her tender cheeks, before returning to the starting point, their lips and tongues intertwining once more.

Savoring Mingyue's small mouth, Yuan Yueze's left arm encircled her slender waist and back, while his right hand pulled up the sash around her waist, quickly removing her clothes. As her emerald green undergarment was torn off, Mingyue's full breasts bounced out, trembling slightly, proudly standing before Yuan Yueze. Under the dreamlike radiance of the pearl, the skin on her firm breasts was translucent, shimmering with a color indistinguishable from the pearl's luster. On the pale pink areolas at the peaks, two pink nipples, the size of red beans, were incomparably beautiful, sacred yet infinitely alluring.

Mingyue's slightly rapid breathing brought him back to his senses. He immediately buried his face in her right breast, his teeth gently nibbling, his tongue licking, his lips sucking and licking greedily, greedily savoring this exquisite treasure and the pleasure of devouring it. His left hand went under her armpit and climbed up her left breast, smooth as satin and warm as jade, incredibly comfortable. His right hand caressed her smooth, flat abdomen, circling her delicate navel, his index finger occasionally probing the shallow, round dimple.

Although Mingyue was a virgin, she had only experienced sexual intercourse once, and was actually quite inexperienced in this area. Waves of intense pleasure surged into her brain like a tidal wave, and Mingyue trembled and writhed incessantly. She felt her breasts and nipples swelling, as if they were about to burst open and fill the entire world. Her mind conjured up vibrant, multicolored ribbons, rainbows, and colorful clouds, filling her entire being. Finally, her lips could no longer hold back, and she involuntarily let out a series of alluring moans, her small mouth uttering incoherent words.

Suddenly, she felt a chill below her abdomen, and her mind cleared. It turned out that Yuan Yueze's right hand had finally crossed her breasts and quietly removed her underpants, already soaked with her own fluids. Mingyue was completely exposed to the air, her delicate body like a masterpiece of white jade, veiled in a faint blush, giving her a dreamlike, flawless appearance.

Yuan Yueze pressed on Mingyue's shoulders, gently laying her down, then lay on his side beside her. Mingyue's slender waist was delicate, her rounded buttocks slightly upturned, her long, jade-like legs casually bent, her face still flushed, and her long eyelashes framed her bright, clear eyes, which were now open again, shimmering with a captivating light as she gazed at him with deep affection, seemingly with a hint of something more. Yuan Yueze's right hand lovingly caressed her cheek, and a fleeting, alluring light flashed in Mingyue's eyes before she gently closed them, her red lips slightly pouting. Yuan Yueze immediately captured her fragrant lips with his own, his right hand moving to the inside of her rounded thighs, gently kneading them.

"Mmm..."

Mingyue tilted her head back, her small mouth slipping from Yuan Yueze's grasp. With her movements, her breasts naturally rose, swaying tremulously, a dazzling sight. Yuan Yueze's left hand moved to attend to her breasts. At the same time, his right hand continued its conquest, reaching the end of her jade-like legs. Mingyue's jade-like legs instinctively closed, but they were no match for Yuan Yueze's strength, and were instantly parted, revealing a beautiful sight within: a small patch of dark pubic hair smoothly covered her slightly raised mons pubis, below which the plump labia majora were tightly closed, smooth as jade, pink in color, and at the very bottom, glistening with clear, fragrant dew.

Yuan Yueze's large hand covered the outside of her little garden, then gently peeled back the labia majora, revealing the rosy petals inside, gently opening and closing, the bud at the tip standing proudly erect.

Yuan Yueze immediately found the bud and began to caress it.

Mingyue trembled, and a charming moan escaped her lips. Hearing this, Yuan Yueze's head grew even hotter, and he simply extended his middle finger, probing into the wet opening beneath her little garden.

With a satisfied sigh from Mingyue, Yuan Yueze's middle finger, which had been poised to penetrate, was immediately enveloped. It pressed forward, breaking through layer after layer of seemingly endless folds, then began to gently thrust and scrape inside.

The intense pleasure caused Mingyue to writhe her body, frequently raising her snowy buttocks to meet the even greater ecstasy. Her cherry lips parted slightly, and soft, seductive moans escaped her lips.

Yuan Yueze's hands roamed freely, his mouth also busy, kissing her entire body. His thumb pressed against her clitoris, causing Mingyue to writhe wildly in pleasure.

"Ah..."

With a long moan, Mingyue's body convulsed, and a more concentrated, clear fluid gushed out, spraying Yuan Yueze's hand with its fragrant scent. Mingyue lay limp on the bed, panting, shyly closing her beautiful eyes, her face flushed, a fine layer of fragrant sweat beading on her forehead.

Yuan Yueze gently embraced her, showering her entire body with passionate kisses. Mingyue recovered her strength quickly, and proactively embraced Yuan Yueze, offering him a sweet kiss.

The previous climax wasn't even a true climax, let alone releasing the pent-up desire that had accumulated within her for years.

When their lips parted, Yuan Yueze's clothes were already off. Mingyue glanced shyly at the monstrous member, then reached out her slender hand to caress the hot, hard, throbbing spear. Her delicate hands couldn't close completely; when she grasped it with both hands, at least a third of the crimson tip was still exposed.

Mingyue had also practiced how to serve men, so her theoretical knowledge in this area was quite extensive. After being teased and stroked by her for a while, Yuan Yueze, his desire surging, could no longer restrain himself. He rolled over and roughly pinned her beneath him, simultaneously grasping her long, slender legs and bending them apart. The delicate, bright red petals parted slightly, and Yuan Yueze, holding his spear, rubbed it up and down inside the crevice, the scalding tip making Mingyue tremble.

With a muffled groan, the spearhead "whooshed!"

into Mingyue's tight flower path. As soon as the spearhead entered, it was immediately surrounded by countless small buds, both trembling from the heat of the other. Although Mingyue's flower path was not that of a virgin, it was still difficult for Yuan Yueze to enter, mainly because she had not had lovemaking for a long time, and her honeypot seemed special, with more folds and buds than any woman he had encountered before. With his insertion, the spearhead rubbed and scraped against the countless folds and buds, the pleasure causing both of them to gasp and moan.

Gradually, the spearhead, moistened by the slippery lustful fluid, finally sank all the way into the deepest part of her honeypot, the tightness making Yuan Yueze feel incredibly comfortable. Moreover, when the spearhead touched the tender flesh of her flower core, it was immediately gripped tightly by her small mouth, and the shaft was then wrapped even tighter.

Mingyue let out a satisfied sigh, her eyes hazy, her whole body trembling, and the fleshy walls of her flower continuing to undulate. Yuan Yueze leaned down and kissed her rosy lips, his hands grasping her jade breasts, squeezing and kneading them, while his lower body slowly thrust and rotated.

Waves of pleasure surged through their minds simultaneously. Yuan Yueze couldn't help but kneel up, increasing the speed of his thrusts, while Mingyue's body writhed wildly.

Her seductive moans, her breathtakingly beautiful body, and her magical honeypot were indeed a treasure men couldn't resist. Yuan Yueze was no slouch either; his long spear was hot and hard, swaying continuously with each thrust. Mingyue's head shook violently with pleasure, her hair flying, her breasts bouncing wildly.

Her wanton state was a stark contrast to her usual calm and dignified demeanor. Yuan Yueze's eyes blazed with fire. He suddenly grabbed her round, upturned buttocks and began thrusting rapidly, pounding into her flesh until her flower bloomed and her juices splashed.

After hundreds of thrusts, Mingyue's wild cries suddenly subsided, her teeth clenched her lips, her brows furrowed, and her loud moans turned into soft murmurs.

Yuan Yueze knew she was about to climax again, so he immediately began thrusting wildly and aggressively, relentlessly pounding into her magical flower. With another deep thrust, Mingyue's body stiffened, and she let out a scream. Her flower suddenly opened, biting hard at the tip of his penis, and a gush of scalding vaginal fluid shot out from the deepest part of her honeypot, drenching the massive tip. Yuan Yueze shuddered with pleasure, then shuddered again, and abruptly bent down to take one of her breasts into his mouth, his life essence gushing forth.

The scalding semen hit the trembling walls of her uterus, burning Mingyue, causing her to shudder again, reaching another peak.

Her flower was exceptionally magical, and her constitution was unlike anything Yuan Yueze had ever seen. For example, this true climax lasted at least a hundred breaths, her flower tightly gripping the tip, stimulating Yuan Yueze to the point of almost exploding again.

This was Mingyue's "secret weapon"—a constitution one in a million, one in a million. An ordinary man, if not careful, would surely be drained of his essence and die.

Yuan Yueze gently kissed Mingyue's gradually calming, flower-like face, and laughed, "It's amazing! I'm afraid anyone else would have been drained dry by now, right?"

Still savoring the afterglow of her climax, Mingyue's blush deepened upon hearing this. She pressed herself against his broad chest and whispered, "It's innate, but... the ability... to... to pluck that little bit is always extremely rare..."

Yuan Yueze laughed heartily, saying, "Once your body is fully refined, we'll come again. We'll make sure my darling falls asleep comfortably."

Yuan Yueze addressed her so intimately, but Mingyue didn't feel strange. She felt her heart begin to fly back to more than twenty years ago. That intoxicating feeling heightened her senses, completely merging her love for Yuan Yueze with desire, and her lust reignited.

Seeing her offer her fragrant lips, Yuan Yueze launched into a fierce chase with her. Then, his gentle lips rained kisses over every inch of her delicate skin. Mingyue trembled and writhed with passion, letting out unrestrained moans.

Mingyue's delicate body gradually warmed up again, and her slightly flushed cheeks flushed crimson. Yuan Yueze exerted force with his hand, and Mingyue immediately sat on his lower abdomen. Since their bodies were joined together, the need for manipulation was eliminated.

Mingyue slightly raised her snowy buttocks, which were wet with her juices, and her flower core naturally released the tip of his spear, making her feel much more relaxed. To give her tingling flower core time to recover, she began to take the initiative, not sitting all the way down each time, but using the layers of folds and fleshy buds of her flower path to entwine with his spear.

Yuan Yueze sat up, his large mouth landing on Mingyue's right breast, taking it in and sucking hard, his teeth gently biting, his tongue licking the nipple at its peak. The continuous stimulation left them both dazed with pleasure: Mingyue wildly shook her head, beginning a series of powerful thrusts, her clitoris intimately contacting the large head of his penis, grinding and sucking at each other; Yuan Yueze, meanwhile, was biting Mingyue's breasts while tightly embracing her with his arms. Having just completed her body refinement, Mingyue was exhausted. After several hundred thrusts, Yuan Yueze pulled her legs over his waist, lifting her buttocks to help her thrust faster, while he laughed and moved his hips. With the man sitting cross-legged and the woman on his lap, he couldn't thrust powerfully without assistance.

Mingyue's arms were wrapped around his neck, her hair flying, as she twisted her body, thrusting wildly and calling out wildly.

In this position, Mingyue's flower path was even tighter. Although it was moistened with a lot of lustful fluid, Yuan Yueze always felt as if a thousand small mouths were sucking on his penis at the same time. The feeling of almost being swallowed and the intense stimulation repeatedly impacted his brain, making Yuan Yueze's penis go numb. The tip of his penis trembled violently, and his seminal vesicle began to stir again. He had to rely on his extraordinary mental cultivation to suppress it. The forces were mutual. Mingyue was not much better off. Her flower core was continuously impacted, and the extreme fullness and scalding temperature inside her flower path made her almost go crazy. Her small mouth uttered incoherent moans, venting the desire that had been suppressed for many years. As for the pleasure from the continuous friction against Yuan Yueze's breasts and nipples, she could hardly feel it anymore.

The battle between the hot, huge thing and the magical flower path gradually reached its peak again.

Mingyue sat down again, her limbs suddenly wrapping around Yuan Yueze's body, letting out a shocking cry. At the same time, her magical flower core opened up again, tightly gripping the tip of his penis. A spasm transformed all the pleasure into a torrent of scalding vaginal fluid, pouring from deep within her womb onto the tip of his penis that had entered her.

Stimulated by this, Yuan Yueze could no longer hold back his ejaculation. With a muffled groan, his body trembled violently, his arms tightened abruptly, and his scalding essence burst forth, shooting into her still-convulsing vulva and womb, burning Mingyue until she was weak and limp, collapsing helplessly onto his shoulder.

Both of them collapsed simultaneously.

Yuan Yueze, drenched in sweat, pleaded, "Please, Auntie, spare my poor darling! You're almost breaking it!"

Mingyue, called "Auntie" again, weakly glared at him, and their lower bodies were forcibly separated slightly.

Hua Xin reluctantly withdrew his penis, and both of them groaned in pain. Then they looked at each other and burst into laughter.

That night, Mingyue and Yuan Yueze battled for nearly four hours before she had completely released her pent-up desire, her womb filled to the brim.

Reaching her final peak of inspiration, Mingyue fainted.

Yuan Yueze smiled bitterly, pulled the blanket over himself, and, embracing the nearly exhausted beauty in his arms, fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter 160 The Prosperous Dragon Soars (The End)

Hainan, on the south bank of the Nandu River.

A row of houses of varying sizes, arranged in a pleasing, staggered pattern, nestled against the foothills of Wuzhi Mountain, hidden among dense coconut and areca palm trees. Between the trees, bamboo fences enclosed vegetable plots, where various vegetables glistened delicately. A clear stream flowed gently past the houses, creating a warm and intoxicating feeling that made one never want to leave.

Waterfalls rushed down on both sides, and the surrounding hills, terraces, and plains encircled the mountains, forming a ring upon a ring, creating a majestic scene against the backdrop of the southern coast. The entire complex was a unified whole, with buildings, pavilions, kiosks, and terraces perfectly placed, a truly breathtaking sight.

A large, elegant waterside pavilion floated on a clear pool beneath the western waterfall, with a small stone bridge leading directly to the main entrance. Pavilions, bridges, and railings adorn the waterside pavilion, creating a tranquil and comfortable atmosphere. Inside, there is an open hall with simple yet elegant furnishings.

To the east of the houses is a solitary, towering boulder, upon which sits a small pavilion. A stone railing surrounds the boulder, with stone fruits and benches placed around it. Yuan Yueze and Song Shidao are sitting in the pavilion, enjoying the panoramic views of the surrounding mountains and sea.

Dozens of women can be vaguely seen playing on the beach.

After a long while, Song Shidao sighs, "Master Lu's design is truly extraordinary. These houses, nestled against the mountain, seem to blend into nature, full of vitality and charm."

Yuan Yueze elegantly exhales a smoke ring and chuckles, "We were the ones who did the work!"

He pauses, then sighs again, "How many years has it been?"

Song Shidao also exhales a smoke ring and laughs, "Since you defeated Liu Yu in the ancient kingdom of Loulan and returned to Luoyang to pick up Xiaoqian, Xiaoxian, and the other girls, it has been exactly forty-nine years, three months, and seven days."

Yuan Yueze is astonished, "Second Brother remembers so clearly."

Song Shidao glared at him, then declared confidently, "Of course! That very autumn, Tuli, Xiao Zhong, and I decisively defeated the Jinlang army. Afterwards, I returned to Luoyang to marry Wenqing. You didn't even show up, except to deliver a gift. Today is the first time we've met!"

Yuan Yueze scratched his head, "If I'm not mistaken, Xiao Zhong and Ziling haven't seen you either, have they?"

Song Shidao slumped his shoulders helplessly.

The two exchanged a glance and burst into laughter.

When the laughter subsided, they both wore expressions of nostalgia.

That day, the Luoyang army and the Northern Frontier coalition launched a preemptive strike, their 150,000 troops sweeping through the Jieli Khanate. Jieli, having lost Liu Yu's support and diverting some troops to defend Chang'an, was powerless to stop them. He ordered his troops to withdraw to the rescue while feigning a truce. Song Shidao used this to his advantage, and Jieli was defeated and committed suicide. The Eastern Turkic Khaganate was declared extinct. The external threat that had plagued the Central Plains for years was finally resolved.

This victory shook the world, even more so than Yuan Yueze's victory at Longquan, washing away the waning morale of the Central Plains' military since the fall of the Han Dynasty. Foreign states, represented by the Western Turkic leader Yabghu, dared not resist any longer and pledged submission.

After the Luoyang army and the allied forces from beyond the Great Wall separated, Song Shidao and Kou Zhong returned to the Central Plains.

After Jieli's death, the Song army conquered Hanzhong, marched north, and successfully recaptured the desolate and ruined Chang'an. Simultaneously, Song Lu's army defeated Zhu Can, and Xiao Xian was forced by Song Zhi to defend Dongting Lake, where he was annihilated by the Song navy the following year. Xiao Xian was forced to surrender and was later demoted to commoner status. Other remaining minor forces were also quickly wiped out.

Kou Zhong, having achieved his goal, handed over military power to Song Shidao and, along with Xu Ziling, married daughters of the Song clan. Ironically, Xu Ziling only accepted Song Shidao's beautiful cousin because he couldn't refuse her advances. They lived a carefree and unrestrained life in the mountains. Like Yuan Yueze, they traveled the world with their newlywed wives, like a pair of celestial beings, their happiness and freedom beyond description.

That autumn, Song Shidao married Hou Wenqing. Subsequently, based on the advice of ministers such as Xu Xingzhi, the founding of the dynasty adopted no reign title, using the "new calendar" as the standard. Provinces and cities were established in the Central Plains and beyond, with official titles changing only in name, while actual power remained the same.

Ten years after the fall of the Sui Dynasty, the Central Plains were reunified, its territory unprecedented in history.

An unprecedented golden age officially began.

Domestically, Song Shidao governed according to the principle of "benevolence and righteousness as the foundation, reason and law as secondary, respecting propriety and virtue while devaluing punishment." Because political reform could not be accomplished overnight, the political system temporarily adopted by Song Shidao was not significantly different from that of the previous dynasty. The Three Departments, Six Ministries, Five Offices, Nine Temples, and One Platform had clear divisions of labor and powers; the imperial examination system, after reforms, continued to be implemented; and only minor changes were made to laws, economic systems, and military systems. The goal was solely to reduce the burden on the people and to reconcile the conflicts between the central government and local authorities.

Throughout Chinese history, many wise rulers have emerged, readily accepting advice and showing great tolerance. However, in dealing with foreign tribes, the Han Chinese were always valued above the barbarians, causing resentment and making them unwilling to submit. Song Shidao deeply understood that the hatred between the Han Chinese and the tribes beyond the Great Wall stemmed from the central rulers' disdain for the barbarians and their preference for the Han Chinese. Therefore, in foreign policy, he adopted a policy of universal love: "Regardless of whether they are Han Chinese or barbarians, treat them all equally. Those who do not submit should be conquered; once they submit, they should be treated as one country, without suspicion. Counties and cities can be established in their territories, and their chieftains can be appointed as officials, granting them a high degree of autonomy."

To conquer the world is not about boasting of benevolence and righteousness, but about prioritizing them in governing. This is the essence of it.

In just two years, with the support of his ministers, Song Shidao accomplished the monumental task of pacifying the country and repelling foreign invasions. Externally, his military prowess was remarkable, and his virtue subdued the surrounding barbarians; internally, the government was efficient and the people prosperous. Thus, an unprecedented era of peace and prosperity emerged. However,

reforms and preparations for war never ceased.

In the eighth year of the new calendar, 400,000 troops of the "Western Expeditionary Army," carrying the latest firearms meticulously developed by Lu Miaozi over many years

, traveled to Europe and West Asia; 100,000 troops of the "Southern Expeditionary Army," a combined land and sea force, set sail for the South Seas, embarking on a bloody campaign. After temporarily leaving the Central Plains, Song Que went to the most prosperous Eastern Roman Empire in Europe. Over several years, through his personal abilities, he established a good image among the common people, and was revered as a "true god." Having achieved his goal, Song Que led the mixed-race woman back to the old city of Lingnan to live in seclusion. To minimize bloodshed, he deliberately traveled with his army. Under his "divine pronouncements," Heraclius the Great, already weakened by the Sassanid Persian invasion, found himself in an even more dire situation. Meanwhile,

the West Asian expeditionary force simultaneously attacked the Persians who had conquered Mesopotamia and the Arabs who had just reclaimed Syria and Palestine and invaded Egypt.

Within five years, the Eastern Roman Empire, the Sassanid Persian Empire, and the Arab Empire all fell. Except for some desolate areas, the Chinese army controlled almost the entire Eurasian continent. Song Shidao governed according to his pre-determined foreign policy towards ethnic minorities. In the

fifteenth year of the New Calendar, 400,000 troops entered Africa from the north and east.

By the twenty-sixth year of the New Calendar, the Chinese army had traversed every corner of the African continent, bringing advanced equipment and ideas that greatly improved the local people's intelligence and livelihood.

Oceania was much simpler; Zhang Zhongjian, the Bearded Swordsman, had arrived in this region after leaving China. Over the years, he had established a position in the hearts of the people of the Eastern Roman Empire similar to that of Song Que. This region was still uncivilized at the time, making it extremely convenient to govern.

As for the distant Americas, it wasn't until the thirty-eighth year of the new calendar that Lu Miaozi's steamship was finally perfectly applied to navigation, and the expeditionary fleet set sail in a grand procession. Apart from the Maya, the standard of living in other parts of the Americas was almost the same as in Oceania. Fu Cailin had traveled to the Americas years before and later gifted seeds to Fu Junyu and her daughters. His status in the Americas greatly benefited the expeditionary fleet.

Eleven years later, the expeditionary fleet returned laden with spoils.

On the surface, the world was unified.

In reality, however, it was extremely difficult to manage, especially since various reforms had not yet been fully implemented. Fortunately, Song Shidao was physically strong; otherwise, unifying the world would have been a harmful act. Over

the past forty years, political reforms have been gradually implemented, and the separation of powers has gradually matured. As for the next step, Song Shidao did not tell Yuan Yueze, because he knew Yuan Yueze would only listen in one ear and let it go in the other.

Song Yuhua's soft, melodious voice drifted closer, saying, "Lunch is ready. We'll eat at the waterside pavilion to the west. What do you think, Shidao?"

Song Shidao hurriedly stood up and bowed to his respected elder sister.

Song Yuhua, dressed in a simple white dress, smiled and gracefully approached. She happily took Song Shidao's hand and sighed, "You are the ruler of a country. How can I accept such a grand gesture from you?"

Song Shidao scratched his head awkwardly, his face contorted with embarrassment, and said, "Elder sister is making fun of me again. If Xiao Zhong hadn't run away so quickly that day, I would have pushed him into this troublesome position."

Song Yuhua and Yuan Yueze immediately burst into laughter. The former then asked, "How has Father been these years?"

Song Shidao replied, "My second and third uncles are both officials in the country and can still meet often. Since Father returned to the Central Plains with Aunt Qiong, he has been living in seclusion in his old residence in the mountain city and has never received any guests."

Aunt Qiong was the mixed-race woman who accompanied Song Que back. Although she was about the same age as Song Shidao, she was of a higher generation.

Yuan Yueze said thoughtfully, "I sensed that Master Xiang, Master Fu, True Man Ning, and Bi Xuan all departed one after another. The Four Great Monks may have attained Buddhahood in their physical bodies, so my senses weren't very strong. Father-in-law should have reached that level as well, but he probably can't bear to leave Aunt Qiong!"

Song Shidao nodded and said, "Xiaoze has also reached this level, so my senses are probably correct. Perhaps Father and Aunt Qiong will reach that level together someday in the future, after all, life is still long."

Yuan Yueze laughed loudly, "This is all thanks to the battle with Liu Yu!"

Song Yuhua smiled gently, "Shidao, there's no need to be envious. After the country is well-governed, you'll have plenty of time to enjoy life and cultivate the Tao."

Song Shidao asked curiously, "When does Xiaoze plan to leave this mortal world?"

Yuan Yueze's eyes rippled with a dreamlike quality, and he whispered, "I love this vibrant world so much! I've never even thought about leaving..."

Song Yuhua gently took the two men's hands, and the three of them slowly walked out of the stone pavilion.

Song Yuhua said happily, "I met Shidao and Wenqing's son, Changfeng, and I realized that this child is a dragon among men; his achievements are boundless."

Song Shidao sighed, "Watching him grow older, while Wenqing and I show no signs of aging, I realize how wise it was to have only one child."

He sighed deeply.

Yuan Yueze said helplessly, "It's a pity that the last pill was given to Aunt Qiong, alas!"

Song Shidao laughed, "Pills disrupt the laws of nature; it's better when they're used up. I really hope the system is implemented soon, so that Wenqing and I can find a beautiful place with clear waters and lush mountains and enjoy our own lives." Song

Yuhua giggled, "That will probably take over a hundred years, won't it? Alright, Wenqing and Changfeng are waiting for us. I need to go call my sisters; let's go!"

The three of them talked and laughed as they walked along the long corridor towards the waterside pavilion. A large,

freely rotating stone table was laden with fine wine and delicacies, making one's mouth water. The table quickly filled with people, yet there was no feeling of crowding.

Yuan Yueze sat at another small table with Song Shidao and his two sons.

Inheriting his ancestral good looks, the dashing Song Changfeng stared blankly at the dozens of beautiful women before him, feeling a bit dizzy.

Song Shidao and Hou Wenqing exchanged a glance, shaking their heads and chuckling.

Yuan Yueze laughed heartily, patted Song Changfeng on the shoulder, and looked around, asking, "Why hasn't Yuyan arrived yet?"

Song Changfeng blushed, realizing his embarrassment. Song Yuhua

slapped away Song Yuzhi's hand, who was about to sneak a bite, and exclaimed, "I called for Sister Yuyan before I told you!"

Shan Meixian said, "Let's start eating, Mother should be here soon."

The greedy girls, such as Shan Wanjing, Song Yuzhi, and Lianrou, immediately chimed in, and everyone smiled. They then began to clink glasses, chatting and laughing as they ate.

Zhu Yuyan, who was reading in the front courtyard of the complex, put down her book, stretched comfortably, and prepared to have lunch.

Her movements suddenly stopped, a strange smile playing on her lips. Without turning her head, she said indifferently, "It's been decades since we last met. How have you been, Master Fan? Yu Hua has prepared a lot of vegetarian dishes today; I hope you enjoy them."

After a moment,

with a creak, the low wooden door was pushed open.

A slender, graceful figure in white appeared inside.

-The End-

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