[Fantasy] Infinite Flow Fantasy (Complete) - 11

Chapter 53 A Small Test Continued

Looking at the twin sisters before him, their hands bound, eyes blindfolded, mouths gagged, suspended, only able to support their bodies on their toes, they struggled incessantly, emitting muffled groans as vibrating dildos were inserted into their respective vaginas. Although Shen Feng's lower body was rock hard and throbbing painfully, he remained still. Just watching the Thunder Sisters' current state sent a strange, suppressed pleasure through his body, permeating every nerve in his physique.

The electric vibrators buzzed, vibrating incessantly within the damp passages of the two women. With each twisting motion, a clear, sticky, lubricating liquid spurted from the gaps between the vibrators, wetting the tatami floor beneath them. The damp ground forced Hikari and Hibiki to strain even harder, supporting themselves on their toes. They endured the pleasure from the vibrators while simultaneously maintaining their balance with trepidation, trying to avoid slipping.

At that moment, perhaps due to the excessive moisture and lubrication within their passages, the large electric vibrators began to slip. Shen Feng, seeing this, quickly stepped forward and forcefully pushed the vibrators, inserted into their lower bodies, back in with both hands!

"Hmm—!?"

Hikari and Hibiki simultaneously let out a deep groan. The tip of the vibrator had just struck their entrances with a powerful, electric-like pleasure, causing their bodies to tremble. Then, their sweat-drenched waists tensed, their weak toes turning white as they struggled to support themselves.

Seeing the vibrators securely in place, Shen Feng nodded in satisfaction, continuing to admire the two women's struggling and writhing movements.

After an unknown amount of time, perhaps sensing that Hikari and Hibiki couldn't take it anymore, Shen Feng pulled out the two large, rough-textured vibrators. As they were pulled out, the fluid squeezed into the two women's passages sprayed out, forming a small puddle beneath them. The two women, unable to hold on any longer, were suspended in mid-air, their hands bound by ropes, their bodies limp forward, their upper bodies tilted back, their lower bodies arched.

The sight of Hikari and Hibiki, their hands bound and suspended in mid-air, certainly amplified the arousal, but it also caused them more pain from the ropes. Shen Feng thought for a moment, then shook his head and went to untie the ropes binding them. As the ropes were removed, the twin sisters, experiencing such torment for the first time, naturally fell to the ground.

Shen Feng reached out and embraced them.

Their faces were flushed from the prolonged stimulation of the vibrators, and fluid continued to drip from their lower bodies.

Shen Feng first removed the ball-shaped gags from their mouths, hearing their increasingly heavy breathing and moans. Then he removed their blindfolds; the two women's eyes were half-closed, and through them, one could see their dazed and unfocused gazes.

"Haa...ah...ah haa...ah...ah...ah haa...ha..."

Hikari and Hibiki were truly exhausted. Seeing their frail state, Shen Feng simply held them, letting them rest.

After a short rest, the Raiden sisters, Hikari and Hibiki, finally recovered slightly. They opened their eyes slightly, their watery eyes reflecting Shen Feng's faintly smiling expression.

"Ah!" Seemingly frightened, the two women cried out in unison.

Seeing this, Shen Feng found it normal; what he had done to them would naturally leave a slight lingering trauma. However, Shen Feng didn't mind. He lowered his head and kissed Hikari's lips, while his left and right hands caressed the two women's bodies. Strands of Yin and Yang energy seeped into their bodies, immediately producing an effect.

Hikari and Hibiki felt the pleasure that had just faded return, and even more intensely. Their bodies were still somewhat weak, so the intense pleasure made them even more confused.

Shen Feng's tongue easily broke through Hikari's teeth and slipped inside, fiercely chasing her small, fragrant tongue in her sweet-smelling mouth.

"Mmm... mmm...!" Under Shen Feng's rough and deep kiss, a tingling sensation spread from her tongue to the muscles in her mouth, then throughout her entire body. Mixed with the physical pleasure, Hikari twisted even more forcefully, pressing herself against him, her hands involuntarily embracing Shen Feng's body. His

hard penis pressed against Hikari's smooth, flat abdomen, rubbing against it constantly. After waves of pleasure, Shen Feng could no longer hold back.

Shen Feng released his kiss from Hikari's lips, removed his hands from Hibiki's body, and as Hibiki slumped down, Shen Feng, now free, laid Hikari down on the tatami floor and pressed down on her. His

hard, massive member pressed against Hikari's wet entrance. Without even rubbing or stimulating her, Shen Feng thrust it in.

Tight!

The fleshy rod, already unusually thick from excitement, was as hard as an iron rod, tightly enveloped by Hikari's fleshy walls.

Hikari, penetrated deeply by Shen Feng's massive member, was now experiencing immense pleasure. Having already been played with by a vibrator for a long time, this was too much for her. Hikari desperately hugged Shen Feng, breathing heavily, moaning softly from her parted cherry lips.

The swollen shaft was constantly squeezed by the layers of flesh, and the pleasure Shen Feng felt intensified. He began to thrust his hips, pumping in and out, making his massive shaft move within Guang's moist passage.

Once Shen Feng's shaft moved, Guang let out unrestrained, exceptionally loud moans and cries. This caused his sister, Xiang, who was lying limply on the ground beside him, to also become unbearable. Although her expression was dazed, she reached down to her lower body and began to masturbate. As a result, the blush on her face deepened, and she once again uttered seductive and beautiful sounds.

Shen Feng had no time to pay attention to Xiang. He thrust in and out hard, focusing only on making his already swollen and itchy hard rod go in and out of Guang's passage, letting the moist flesh rub against the shaft and head of the shaft, relieving the itch, and filling his entire body with even more intense pleasure.

There were no special techniques involved; it was simple, yet incredibly intense. Shen Feng enjoyed Hikari's beautiful body until she gushed out three times. Then, in a blissful, almost heavenly state, he poured his thick, sticky fluid into her body, watering every inch of her flower garden.

...

After making Hikari unconscious, Shen Feng rewarded Hibiki, who had been enduring the pain. After resting for a while, he carried the two women back to the open-air bath, washed them, and took them back to their room.

Hikari and Hibiki slept soundly until dinnertime. When they entered the dining room, Shen Feng and the other women all looked at them.

"Wow, Hikari, Hibiki, you two look so beautiful!" Xiao Jie, who had been sitting obediently waiting for her meal, jumped up from her chair upon seeing Hikari and Hibiki's radiant and alluring appearance, running forward and unable to resist admiring them.

"Ah, this..."

Hikari and Hibiki looked at Musubi, who was circling around them, somewhat troubled, then glanced shyly at Shen Feng and the other girls, stammering.

Shen Feng and the other girls smiled. Then, just like at noon, Himari, who was in charge of cooking, told the three of them to sit down quickly and prepare to eat dinner together.

During the meal, Shen Feng watched the girls chatting and laughing, feeling a warm and happy feeling. He thought to himself, this kind of time is not bad. Of course, he couldn't give up another kind of happiness either. Thinking this, Shen Feng looked at Yami, who was also chatting and laughing with the girls, and carefully observed her.

Shen Feng thought that Ye Jian was actually quite beautiful. Although her breasts weren't as full and large as Xiao Jie's, her body was still very well-proportioned, graceful, and charming.

Perhaps sensing Shen Feng's gaze, Ye Jian suddenly turned her head and met his eyes.

Then, noticing where Shen Feng's gaze was focused, Ye Jian seemed to realize something, her face slightly flushed with a hint of shyness, but she looked away and continued to look at Shen Feng.

Suddenly, a slight look of surprise appeared on Ye Jian's face. She felt a large hand reach under the table, slipping under her skirt, pressing against her smooth mound through the fabric of her underwear.

"Feng..." Ye Jian's eyes were slightly moist, her gaze gentle, and her pale cherry lips parted slightly as she called out. However, only she heard the sound; the other women seemed unaware of the commotion between the two of them and continued chatting.

Although Shen Feng couldn't hear Ye Jian's soft cry, judging from the change in her lip movements and the context, he naturally guessed what she had said. A wicked smile appeared on Shen Feng's face. He reached forward a little more under the table, applying slight pressure, and his index finger sank into Ye Jian's underwear.

"...!?" Ye Jian shuddered, but mindful of the other women present, she bit her lower lip, suppressing a groan. Seeing

Ye Jian's change in expression, Shen Feng glanced at the other women. Finding they hadn't noticed his actions, he smiled again, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he continued his wicked act, teasing the shy young woman's senses.

The women enjoyed the dinner immensely, and Shen Feng was especially happy. As for Ye Jian, she couldn't hold back any longer and quietly pulled Shen Feng away from the dining room after the meal.

Chapter 54 Encounter

The warm morning sunlight streamed through the window. Shen Feng unconsciously turned over in bed, one hand resting on Ye Jian sleeping beside him. Instinctively, he stroked her smooth skin, his eyelashes trembling slightly as he woke up. Seeing the sleeping beauty beside him, he couldn't help but recall the passionate scene of the previous night, and his penis became erect again.

Without thinking, Shen Feng embraced Ye Jian's snow-white body, pressing his large penis against her soft buttocks, rubbing it a few times. A familiar pleasure immediately arose.

With her eyes closed, she groaned silently, then Shen Feng pressed his increasingly hard penis against the slightly parted entrance of her valley, gently rubbing it. Then, Yami, whose lower body was being stimulated, gently opened her eyes. A hint of confusion flashed in her gaze at first, then it turned to tenderness when she saw Shen Feng before her. Feeling the pleasure of her physical desire, she reached out and hugged Shen Feng, twisting her waist in response, trying to maximize their pleasure.

The two rolled around on the bed a few times, then suddenly, Shen Feng pulled Yami down and thrust into her.

"Mmm…!"

Yami let out a soft moan.

With that moan, like a signal, Shen Feng thrust his hips, forcefully pumping his engorged penis in and out of her increasingly wet passage. The layers of flesh, like towering mountains, tightly enveloped Shen Feng's lower body with each thrust and penetration. As they squeezed and rubbed together, strands of sticky fluid welled up from the depths of their passage, dripping out with each movement, staining the white sheets beneath them with damp spots.

"...Ah...Master...Hmm...Ah ha...Master, Master...Faster...Ah ah...Faster...!"

Her pretty face flushed crimson, Ye Jian's eyes were watery, brimming with passion, yet half-closed as she clung to Shen Feng's strong body, shouting loudly without restraint. The loud noise even woke the women in the other rooms of the main house. However, neither Shen Feng nor Ye Jian cared about the other women's sleep; their intimate physical activity had reached a fever pitch.

The enormous, swollen penis thrust in and out of Yami's moist, wet passage, each thrust accompanied by alternating waves of tingling pleasure and numbing sensation. Once the tingling sensation arose, she would forcefully rub the shaft and head against the layers of flesh, generating intense pleasure, followed by another wave of itchy tingling, and so on… This cycle repeated itself, with Shen Feng increasing the force of his movements. Yami, being ravaged beneath him, experienced the same intensifying pleasure, her hips thrusting with increasing force with each movement. Their movements grew faster

and more intense!

…

When a satisfied Shen Feng carried the limp Yami out of the room and into the living room, the sun was nearing noon.

He considered the next half-day and made some arrangements.

Yami, Hikari, and Hibiki, being relatively weak, remained at "home," while Shen Feng and the other girls continued their search of the city. Shen Feng's main objective was to find the abandoned Sekirei, Akizu, whose reappearance was uncertain. Shen Feng reasoned that with Yami and the other two staying at "home," their fighting strength was somewhat insufficient; adding Akizu would suffice.

Because the so-called Sekirei Project, orchestrated by the mad president, was still in its early stages, the unsuspecting public remained largely unaffected, and the city continued its bustling activity.

Shen Feng led Himari, Susumu, and Tsukimi through the busy streets, their eyes scanning the crowds and streets, paying extra attention to anyone who stood out. However, as in the past, they hadn't found any trace of the Sekirei.

But Shen Feng and the others were used to it; while somewhat disappointed, they weren't frustrated and continued their patient search.

Occasionally, they would arrive at a commercial district, and as usual, they would scan the crowd for anyone who seemed a little unusual. Suddenly, Shen Feng stopped. He looked towards a flowerbed beneath a shopping mall with a giant billboard. There sat a girl in a snow-white kimono, licking her toes, her eyes filled with a deathly stillness.

The girl had unusually full breasts, and chains hung from her neck and collar, making her quite peculiar.

Akitsu…?

Shen Feng pondered for a moment. His long search seemed to finally have a result.

Just then, a black luxury car pulled up on the side of the road not far from Shen Feng, and several people got out.

Shen Feng's eyes sharpened.

Historical inertia? Or the interference of the main god?

Three people emerged from the car: a handsome young man dressed in high-quality fabric, a man in black with an orange scarf and carrying a knife, and a beautiful blonde girl holding a long black leather whip, wearing a yellow and black striped sleeveless dress, and her hair tied in two ponytails. Without a doubt, Shen Feng was certain that the arrogant, handsome young man was Mikogami Hayato, and the remaining man and woman were his Sekirei. The one wielding the knife was MBI's first-generation punishment squad member, No. 05 Mutsu, and the one holding the whip was No. 38 Miyu. (Advertisement: Still relying on your hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain the feeling of ejaculation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter. ) It

seemed things weren't going so smoothly…

Shen Feng thought, and led the three women, including Himari, towards the three opposite them.

Seemingly sensing Shen Feng's hostility, Mutsu, who was beside Mikogami Hayato, immediately blocked his way.

"You're also from Ashikaga?" Mikogami Hayato said arrogantly, his gaze lingering on Himari and the others. "It seems your Sekirei are quite impressive..."

"That woman who looks like a female swordsman isn't a Sekirei..." Mutsu interrupted Mikogami Hayato, turning to Shen Feng and the others with a barely perceptible sharpness in his eyes. "It seems we've met our match." His gaze was mainly focused on Himari and Shen Feng. With his superior intuition, he knew that among the four newcomers, this man and woman were the strongest, especially the girl who, like him, wielded a long sword.

"I'm interested in that woman." Shen Feng hadn't liked Mikogami Hayato's spoiled rich kid character when he read the original novel, and his tone was quite blunt. "If you can, please don't stop us." As for conflict, Shen Feng didn't care. Perhaps Mutsu was strong, but on Mikogami Hayato's side, only Mutsu possessed significant strength, while they had him and Himari, and even Tsukimi and Koyuki were not weaklings.

In terms of the situation, Shen Feng's side had a greater chance of winning.

Of course, Mikogami Hayato wouldn't know the extent of their opponent's strength. Even Mutsu only sensed that their opponent was strong, but couldn't determine exactly how strong they were; only a battle would tell.

"Mutsu, I'll help you take them down!" Seemingly provoked by Shen Feng's blunt tone, Mikogami Hayato said angrily.

Hearing Mikogami Hayato's words, Mutsu moved, and Mitsuha beside him also moved. Mikogami Hayato, as if he had great confidence in them, or perhaps in Mutsu, walked towards Akitsu, who sat listlessly by the flowerbed, seemingly oblivious to what was happening.

"Himari, Tsukimi, Kosuke, those two Sekirei are yours to handle," Shen Feng said, sneering at Mikogami Hayato as he walked towards Akitsu. With a swift movement, he moved quickly towards him.

Seeing this, Mutsu was somewhat surprised and tried to intercept Shen Feng, but was suddenly attacked by a long sword. A flash of light, and he had no choice but to turn and parry.

"I will not let your sword harm the young master!" Himari, dressed in a kimono-style battle outfit, wielded her Yasutsuna sword, transforming it into streaks of light as she slashed at the black-clad swordsman before her.

"Tsk!" Watching the blade flash towards him, moving as swiftly as a phantom, Mutsu knew his opponent's strength and could only muster his full attention to deal with it.

Clang—!

Long swords clashed, instantly sparking a shower of sparks.

At the same time, Tsukimi and Koyuki launched a pincer attack on Miyu.

"Miss, how about becoming my Sekirei?"

At this moment, Mikogami Hayato approached Akitsu, a confident smile on his face, issuing an almost commanding request.

However, before he could even receive a reply from the woman in the white kimono, a powerful force blasted him away from behind, sending him crashing heavily into a nearby flowerbed wall.

"Cough!" Mikogami Hayato was initially shocked, clutching his aching body as he struggled to his feet. Looking at Shen Feng standing beside Akitsu, he said fiercely, "You dare attack me!?"

"Hmph, who do you think you are?" Shen Feng sneered, glancing at Akitsu beside him. Seeing no reaction, he walked towards Mikogami Hayato, saying, "Killing you is like killing an ant. But even if it's an ant, I'll still patiently kill it."

Shen Feng had no intention of disdaining to kill weak enemies. He didn't consider himself a hero or a tyrant.

As long as they were enemies and there was no tension, he would kill them.

Seeing Shen Feng approaching with murderous intent, Mikogami Hayato finally panicked.

"Mutsu, Mutsu, come save me!"

However, Mutsu, Mikogami Hayato's savior, was currently entangled by Himari's wielding long sword.

Chapter 55

Seeing that Mutsu couldn't come to his rescue, Mikogami Hayato turned and ran again, calling out to the surrounding crowd.

Shen Feng couldn't help but smile at Mikogami Hayato's clownish behavior. Himari had already used secret techniques to "drive away people" and conceal sound and sight in the vicinity. No matter how loudly Mikogami Hayato shouted, as long as he didn't leave a certain area, the people outside wouldn't notice him, let alone see or hear his cries for help.

With a slight push of his feet, Shen Feng's figure flashed, and he chased after the desperately running Mikogami Hayato at an extremely fast speed.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Mikogami Hayato's two Sekirei, No. 05 Mutsu and No. 38 Mitsuha, were being held back by Himari and the other two women, preventing them from rescuing their Ashikaga.

"Where are you looking?"

Seeing Mutsu's eyes fixed on Ashikaga, Himari revealed a beautiful, almost manic smile. She thrust her renowned sword, Yasutsuna, forward without hesitation, twisting her wrist to slash at her vitals.

The high-speed swing brought a sharp, oppressive aura, causing Mutsu a sharp pain. Without thinking, he thrust his own sword upwards, attempting to deflect Himari's blade.

However, while this might have worked against weaker opponents, he was facing Himari, a beautiful girl whose true form was a cat demon, a powerful female swordsman whose strength far surpassed that of humans, and even most Sekirei.

Mutsu's plan was doomed. He failed to deflect Himari's powerful strike. With a piercing clang of clashing blades and a flash of light, Himari's sword grazed his blade, slicing towards his wrist!

Mutsu was instantly terrified. He jerked back, managing to pull his longsword back, but another flash of light ripped through his clothes, splattering blood.

"Damn it..." Ignoring his injuries, Mutsu gripped his sword tightly, retreating a distance, his eyes dark as he stared at the girl wielding a longsword as well.

To save his Ashikaga, he had to defeat the enemy before him, but the opponent was far stronger, and because of his haste, he hadn't unleashed his full power, putting him at a disadvantage.

Mutsu took a deep breath, calming his anxious heart. He even ignored the screams of Mikuha beside him; he only wanted to focus on defeating the enemy as quickly as possible. Otherwise, saving his Ashikaga would remain just a pipe dream.

"Is that so...?"

Noticing the subtle change in the expression and aura of the male swordsman not far away, Himari's face blossomed into a radiant and beautiful smile—a smile so captivating it would make one's heart leap. However, beneath this beautiful smile lay a danger, a profound danger, much like the blade of her famous sword, Yasutsuna, which, though not gleaming, was incredibly sharp, capable of killing!

Suddenly, the two figures moved, and in the clash of their swords, a crisp sound rang out.

Then, they faced each other again, cautiously observing each other's movements, seeking a flaw hidden in the other's posture and aura, to deliver a fatal blow.

While Mutsu and Himari remained locked in their standoff,

Shen Feng had already blocked Mikogami Hayato's path as he tried to escape. With a deep smile, he extended his right hand, and before Mikogami Hayato could react, Shen Feng grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up.

"No, don't kill me...!" Mikogami Hayato struggled desperately, his handsome face contorted in pain.

"Why wouldn't I want you?" Shen Feng smiled, his right hand tightening slightly inward.

"Uh...cough cough...no, no...no...don't want..."

Just as Mikogami Hayato was about to be strangled to death by Shen Feng, Shen Feng sensed something was wrong. He turned around abruptly and was surprised to see that the flower bed where Akitsu had been standing was now empty.

Shen Feng felt a surge of anxiety. With a sudden tightening of his grip, "crack!" The handsome young man, Mikogami Hayato, snapped to death. Shen Feng then searched his surroundings and finally found Akitsu walking slowly in front of another flower bed.

Seeing this, Shen Feng breathed a sigh of relief. He had thought Akitsu had been kidnapped.

Shen Feng tossed Mikogami Hayato's stiff body into the flower bed and walked towards Akitsu, who had inexplicably left his original spot.

"Damn it—!"

As Shen Feng tossed Mikogami Hayato's corpse into the air and walked towards Akitsu, Mutsu, still confronting Himari, let out an angry shout.

However, Shen Feng had confidence in Himari and ignored the shout, continuing his journey towards Akitsu.

Himari, facing Mutsu, naturally wouldn't let such a good opportunity pass. With a swift movement, the Yasuna in her hand transformed into a streak of light, attacking Mutsu once more.

Himari's wrist twisted rapidly, and the Yasuna instantly became a series of fan-shaped blades. With several sounds of longswords clashing against each other, Mutsu, enduring the immense force from the blades, was forced back. In an instant, the situation returned to its unfavorable position.

How to counterattack, how to defeat his opponent—Mutsu had no time to think about these things. He could only focus on dealing with the deadly attacks accompanying the flashing blades.

Himari, on the other hand, was much more relaxed. She simply swung her sword, Yasutsuna, with a carefree, almost dancing-like ease. However, beneath these seemingly graceful movements lay a deep-seated killing intent. Even with her charming smile, if her opponent made the slightest mistake or revealed even the slightest weakness, her longsword would swiftly and decisively kill them!

The scales of victory were gradually tipping in Himari's favor.

While the two were locked in a fierce battle, on the other side, Tsukimi and Koyuki, who had previously defeated Mitsuha, followed Shen Feng's orders and did not finish off Mitsuha, the now-defunct Sekirei, but instead knocked her unconscious.

Tsukimi and Koyuki watched the battle unfold, but Shen Feng had neither the time nor the inclination to watch. He wasn't worried; with Himari's strength, she would either not completely defeat Mutsu, nor would she lose.

Shen Feng walked up to Akitsu and stopped her.

Having stopped, Akitsu finally reacted to Shen Feng this time. Shen Feng noticed a slight change in the deathly stillness in Akitsu's eyes the instant she looked at him.

"A discarded Sekirei?" Shen Feng murmured.

Akitsu trembled, tilting her head back to look at the man before her.

"..." Akitsu remained silent.

Looking at Akitsu, Shen Feng smiled slightly and said, "However, it doesn't matter. I want you, I want your body and your heart, I want you to belong completely to me."

This time, Akitsu finally reacted further, a glint of light flashing in her eyes. She said to Shen Feng, "You want me? I'm a discarded Sekirei, and that doesn't matter...?"

Although Akitsu's face remained expressionless, Shen Feng could clearly hear a hint of doubt in her words, along with a touch of surprise. Shen Feng's heart stirred. He knew that after revealing she was a discarded Sekirei and making that request, Akitsu actually felt affirmed.

“Yes, it doesn’t matter. Anyway, I want you, and I’ll always want you. That’s all.”

Shen Feng’s face lit up with a bright smile similar to Fei Ju’s earlier one, his tone sincere and direct as he made a confession-like statement to Qiu Jin.

At this moment, Qiu Jin’s face remained expressionless, but there was a further change in her eyes. Even though it was a subtle change that was difficult for ordinary people to notice, it was enough to make Shen Feng happy.

So, Shen Feng stroked Qiu Jin’s cold and beautiful face and continued, “Well? I’ve already said that I need you. So, what’s your answer?”

Qiu Jin did not resist Shen Feng’s touch. Then, Shen Feng saw that she seemed to be silent for a moment, about half a second, before Qiu Jin nodded slightly to him.

“Great.” Seeing Qiu Jin nod in agreement, Shen Feng smiled happily.

“Then, welcome to the team, Qiu Jin.”

“…” Qiu Jin didn’t seem surprised that he knew her name.

Seeing this, Shen Feng couldn't help but smile again, and then embraced her as they walked towards Fei Ju and the others.

"

Young Master, I'm so incompetent! I let them escape." Fei Ju's face showed a hint of self-reproach and regret as she saw Shen Feng approaching.

"It's alright, I've gained a lot today anyway."

Shen Feng held Qiu Jin in his arms, then looked at Mi Yu who was unconscious beside him, and comforted Fei Ju.

"Oh, right, this is Qiu Jin." Saying this, Shen Feng introduced Fei Ju and the others to Qiu Jin.

"Welcome to the team."

As one of the earliest followers of Shen Feng, Fei Ju had no objection to the addition of another female member, and greeted Qiu Jin with a sincere smile.

Qiu Jin nodded in response.

Fei Ju smiled, unconcerned about the response. Seeing Qiu Jin's appearance, she knew that Qiu Jin was the type with a rather cold but also simple personality. Fei Ju only thought that as long as Qiu Jin remained loyal to the Young Master, that was enough; nothing else mattered.

Chapter 56 Who is it?

Hmm, that's not right...

Looking at the unconscious No. 38 Miyu beside him, he thought of Mikogami Hayato, whose neck had been snapped and thrown into the flower bed, and No. 05 Mutsu, who had escaped. A vague, distant memory surfaced. It had been a long time since he read the manga, and it seemed that he hadn't seen some of the later chapters. However, he still vaguely remembered that, well, it seemed that when Ashigaru was killed, the Sekirei he possessed would stop functioning...

But why are Miyu and Mutsu both fine?

Could it be interference from the main god again?

Shen Feng was puzzled, but he didn't think too much about it. Anyway, such interference would be beneficial to him. At least, even if he couldn't transform Miyu again, as long as she was "alive," then with his strength being far weaker than Asama Miya and the others, subduing her would be a piece of cake. Thinking of this, Shen Feng couldn't help but sigh. Asama Miyako was stronger than him. Unless she opened her body and mind to him on her own, he could only use Yin-Yang power to influence her secretly for the time being. It would take some time to succeed. This was a great trouble for him, who always liked to do things directly.

Thinking of Asama Miya and recalling his earlier doubts, Shen Feng couldn't help but have another question: if the setting of "killing the Ashikaga, stopping the Sekirei's function" was modified due to the intervention of the main god, then what exactly was Asama Miya's situation? It seemed that Shen Feng remembered that in the original work, he didn't see the Sekirei mark on Asama Miya's back... Of course, he hadn't personally seen whether Asama Miya had the Sekirei mark or not.

When Shen Feng could see whether Asama Miya had the Sekirei mark on his back, then it would probably be after success. However, given the current situation, he still needed to wait patiently...

Taking Akitsu and the unconscious Miyu, Shen Feng and his group returned to "home." He explained Akitsu's situation to Yomi, Hikari, and Hibiki, left a trace of Yin-Yang power on Miyu, and asked the three women to "guard" Miyu well. Then, he left Akitsu to watch over "home," while Shen Feng went back to Izumo Manor with Himari, Tsukimi, and Koyuki.

Izumo Manor still possessed a tranquil atmosphere that soothed the soul. Shen Feng sometimes wondered if it was because of the beautiful "married woman" residing there.

As Shen Feng and his companions entered the manor, they saw a beautiful woman in a white top and purple long skirt, dressed in a casual kimono. She was in the courtyard, sweeping fallen leaves with a wooden broom. Looking at Asama Miya's graceful figure, Shen Feng felt a beautiful, serene feeling well up inside him, like being bathed in sweet dew.

Lost in his reverie, Shen Feng was then startled by a captivating female voice.

"Everyone, welcome back."

Asama Miya's face maintained its usual gentle smile.

The four of them greeted the purple-haired beauty. Then, the innocent-minded Koyo offered to help with the cleaning, and eventually, Shen Feng and the others joined in as well.

"Well then, I'll trouble everyone..." Asama Miya said with a gentle smile in her eyes, "After you've finished cleaning, please have some refreshments."

"Wow, that's great!"

Xiao Jie exclaimed happily upon hearing Asama Miya's words.

Shen Feng smiled as well. Asama Miya's cooking skills were truly remarkable, and she was beautiful too. She was simply a woman who could cook, entertain, and even have sex...

Secretly gazing at Asama Miya's alluring figure and face, Shen Feng's thoughts unconsciously began to wander in a wicked direction. Fortunately, he had been consciously concealing his presence, otherwise, his gaze would definitely have been noticed. Although influenced by the power of Yin and Yang, being too direct at this stage was still somewhat dangerous.

However, once his thoughts began to lean towards evil, it was hard to stop. Since Shen Feng possessed the power of Yin and Yang, his desire for beautiful women in that aspect had greatly increased.

"Oh dear, I completely forgot... Xiaojie, could you please go to the storeroom and get the trash can for me?" Asama Miya suddenly exclaimed softly, asking Xiaojie for her help.

"Sure," Xiaojie replied happily.

"Hmm, Xiaojie, I'll help you too." With that, Shen Feng pulled Xiaojie away from the courtyard.

Arriving at the seemingly clean storeroom, Xiaojie began searching for the trash can, while Shen Feng gently closed the wooden door, his eyes fixed on the fair thighs exposed from under her short skirt as she bent over to search.

"Xiaojie." Shen Feng touched her, the delicate, smooth skin sending a shiver of pleasure through him, but this only intensified his lust.

"Eh? Feng, what's wrong?"

The innocent Xiaojie, though she had already experienced intimacy, was still somewhat oblivious to that aspect of life and didn't immediately grasp Shen Feng's wicked intentions.

Looking at the adorable and innocent Xiaojie, seeing the naivety and confusion in her big eyes, Shen Feng felt a surge of desire within him. He couldn't help but pull Xiaojie into a tight embrace, his hands brazenly caressing her voluptuous and sexy body.

"This...?" Even the innocent Xiaojie finally realized something, a slight blush appearing on her pure and lovely face.

Shen Feng reached out and grasped Xiaojie's large, soft breasts, encased in a shrine maiden-like top, slowly kneading and rubbing them, causing Xiaojie to open her small mouth slightly and let out a soft moan.

"Xiaojie, I want to do you, do you right here, okay?" Shen Feng shamelessly whispered in the ear of the pure and adorable Xiaojie.

"...Mmm, Feng, Xiaojie is fine." Xiaojie felt her body go weak; she simply leaned against Shen Feng's chest, letting him play with her body.

Shen Feng pressed his hard, erect penis against Xiaojie's buttocks, which were exposed from her pink skirt, rubbing them rhythmically.

"Hard..." Xiaojie exclaimed in surprise, and then, Shen Feng, who was hugging her from behind, leaned over and kissed her lips.

"Mmm... mmm..." Xiaojie initially awkwardly accepted the deep kiss, but then, gradually, she seemed to have mastered some technique, and her cute little tongue responded passionately.

While kissing Xiaojie's cherry lips and chasing her fragrant tongue, Shen Feng's hands continued to caress her alluring body. His left hand slid inside her shirt, directly grasping her breasts, which were not covered by underwear, while his right hand slid over Xiaojie's delicate waist, probing under her skirt, lingering on her soft mounds through the pink fabric of her panties, teasing Xiaojie's lower body.

Shen Feng's arms tightly embraced the wagtail girl in his arms, wantonly teasing her sensitive areas. Aroused by such teasing, Xiaojie twisted her increasingly hot body in Shen Feng's arms, letting out faint moans.

"Xiaojie, you've become sensitive too." Shen Feng felt his hand was a little wet. He released Xiaojie's lips, gently rested his head on her shoulder, and slipped his fingers inside the edge of her panties. He touched her vulva with his fingers, then pulled them out and held them up in front of Xiaojie's eyes so she could see clearly.

Shen Feng's fingers, still wet with Xiaojie's vaginal fluid, moved slightly, separating his index and middle fingers, revealing a transparent, silvery thread across them.

"Feng, this... this is from down there..." Xiaojie's face flushed, her soft eyes shimmering.

"Yes, this is all from down there, Xiaojie, seeping out from your little island." Shen Feng whispered in Xiaojie's ear like a devil's whisper.

"Come on, taste it, it's your own stuff, Xiaojie."

The wicked Shen Feng then inserted his fingers, still wet with the transparent fluid, through her soft, sensual lips and into Xiaojie's mouth.

"Hmm...?!" Xiaojie squirmed slightly, her eyes filled with unease and confusion. However, when her tongue touched Shen Feng's fingers, she instinctively licked them, and a strange taste immediately traveled from her tongue to her taste buds.

"What does it taste like, Xiaojie?" Shen Feng asked Xiaojie with an excited smile.

"Well, Xiaojie isn't sure..." Not quite recovered yet, upon hearing Shen Feng's question, Xiaojie only showed a confused expression. "It's a very strange taste, a little salty, a little fishy, and a little sweet..."

Hearing Xiaojie's dazed answer, Shen Feng's penis finally became painfully hard. While inserting and withdrawing his fingers from Xiaojie's mouth, he forcefully inserted his fleshy penis into the edge of Xiaojie's underwear, pressing against the entrance of her already damp valley. After rubbing it a couple of times, he thrust it in.

"Hmm... Hmph!"

With Shen Feng's finger still in her mouth, Xiao Jie let out muffled breaths, tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and then, as Shen Feng thrust his large penis, opened her small mouth and let out a series of indistinct moans.

...

After a quick ejaculation, Shen Feng finally released his desire.

As Shen Feng pulled the somewhat dazed and sleepy Xiao Jie along, and picked up the trash can he had finally found, preparing to leave the storage room that was now filled with an ambiguous atmosphere, he placed his hand on the doorknob, and then he exclaimed in surprise.

"Huh? Why is the door ajar...?" Shen Feng wondered. He opened the door and immediately noticed a suspicious puddle of water on the ground outside.

Could it be...? But who could it be?

Shen Feng pondered something thoughtfully.

Chapter 57 Sparring

"Sorry to keep you waiting..." Shen Feng pulled Xiao Jie back to the courtyard, looking apologetic as he said to Asama Miya, "Sorry, it took me so long to find it."

As he spoke, Shen Feng watched to see how the beautiful purple-haired "housewife" would react. Unfortunately, Asama Miya only maintained her usual gentle smile: "It's alright, thank you both... Well, everyone, keep up the good work, let's have some snacks together after we're done."

Wasn't it her? Shen Feng inwardly sighed in disappointment, but his expression didn't show it; only a hint of doubt lingered in his heart.

Next, relying on Asama Miya's organized and skillful command, everyone worked together and quickly finished cleaning the courtyard. Then, they all enjoyed a delicious meal of snacks made by the beautiful "housewife," Asama Miya. Of course, Shen Feng's feeling of "beauty" mainly stemmed from the presence of many beautiful women around him, especially Asama Miya, whom he had been eyeing. Looking at her naturally stirred a desire within him, which swelled and waned repeatedly, swirling in his mind.

"Actually, I've always had an idea..." After clearing the dishes, Asama Miya sat quietly, sipped her tea, and said to Himari, "I saw Himari carrying a real longsword; she must be very strong."

Asama Miya's words drew everyone's attention. Taking advantage of this, Shen Feng boldly stared directly at this beautiful "married woman."

Hearing Asama Miya's words, Himari's delicate face blossomed into a captivating smile, as beautiful as a hundred flowers in bloom.

"Landlady, you are also a master,"

Himari replied, indirectly acknowledging Asama Miya's words.

Shen Feng listened, a smile playing on his lips. This perfectly suited Himari's personality; she didn't need excessive modesty. As a cat demon, her wild killing intent fueled her thirst for battle, especially against skilled opponents. Well, although because of him, Himari couldn't possibly fight Asama Miya head-on…

Since both sides' desires aligned, things proceeded smoothly. A moment later, the group arrived at the courtyard they had previously visited.

"Shall we use real swords?" Himari smiled slightly, glancing at Asama Miya, one of her young master's chosen prey, standing ten paces away.

"No, thank you," Asama Miya said with a gentle smile. "Let's use wooden swords." However, given their respective strengths, the difference between wooden and real swords wasn't significant. The wind pressure from a skilled swordsman's strike was extremely sharp; even being grazed by it could result in injury.

Of course, Shen Feng thought they would be more careful, well, perhaps…

“That’s fine too.” Himari had no objections, so she also switched to a wooden sword.

Then, under the watchful eyes of Shen Feng and the others, Himari and Asama Miya stood there, facing each other for a long time. They were both adjusting their aura, spirit, heartbeat, and even the subtle pulsations of their muscles. At the same time, their eyes were fixed on each other, observing the changes in each other’s situation, trying to find that hidden flaw.

The atmosphere gradually became tense. Even Shen Feng did not have any evil thoughts in his mind, quietly watching the two women on the field.

Suddenly, as a leaf slowly fell, the two women moved in an instant. Everyone saw their figures brush past each other, and in an instant, they switched positions.

Silently, in their first exchange, the wooden swords in the hands of Himari and Asama Miya, under Shen Feng's visual and auditory observation, only briefly touched—no, it would be more accurate to describe them as brushing against each other. Thus, Himari and Asama Miya seemed to have returned to their standoff.

"As expected, you are very strong."

"Likewise."

Himari's face, slightly flushed, held a hint of excitement, while Asama Miya maintained her gentle smile, exuding a wifely charm.

The beauty of the two women at this moment actually excited Shen Feng; the interplay of beauty and swords was always so captivating.

After observing Asama Miya's expression, for some reason, Himari suddenly smiled, a hint of smirk appearing on her face. She simply continued to stare at Asama Miya until the latter couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

"What's wrong?" Asama Miya vaguely noticed the changes in the other's eyes and smile—a subtle feeling he couldn't quite grasp. What was going on? What was that feeling?

"It's nothing, it's nothing. You don't need to worry about it too much right now." Although she said this, and Himari suppressed her smile, a faint, almost imperceptible smile remained at the corners of her lips.

Then, seemingly not giving the other any time to think, Himari raised her wooden sword, maintaining a fierce and imposing posture, facing Asama Miya, who had to temporarily suppress his doubts because of the situation.

"Please take my attack."

"Hmm..." Asama Miya's expression hardened, his gentle smile fading slightly, replaced by a hint of seriousness, because the other's aura had become ethereal and somewhat peculiar.

At this moment, Shen Feng, watching the battle from a distance in the corridor, only saw Himari's figure move slightly, her wooden sword transforming into a barely perceptible afterimage. The next instant, it clashed with Asama Miya's wooden sword. However, this was clearly not a single strike, as the sounds in the air were almost a jumbled mix. Shen Feng could discern that their wooden swords clashed at least five times.

However, when they stood facing each other again, a slight look of surprise appeared in Shen Feng's eyes. Himari and Asama Miya each had three and two small cuts on their clothes, respectively.

Seeing this, Shen Feng couldn't help but frown. He didn't know how much strength Himari and Asama Miya were holding back, but upon closer inspection, it seemed that Himari was slightly inferior...?

Himari, on the field, didn't bother to check how many small cuts were on her battle-ready kimono. In the brief exchange of blows, she had already felt herself being struck countless times. The lingering stinging pain made it clear even without looking that three extremely shallow yet eerie small wounds lay on her snow-white body, concealed by the kimono. Normally, with her powerful physique as a cat demon, such small wounds should have healed long ago, let alone still cause any stinging sensation.

Himari took a deep breath, her body's functions rapidly kicking in. She slightly adjusted her stance, her alluring crimson eyes narrowing slightly, her gaze still fixed on the equally beautiful purple-haired woman ten paces away. The opponent's strength exceeded her expectations. Although her young master had warned her, and although she had sensed the powerful aura hidden beneath the woman's serene exterior upon first meeting her, even this seemingly casual sparring match had left her somewhat shaken.

However, even with this shock, Himari knew she couldn't waver, especially not in the face of such a powerful opponent. Therefore,

a captivating smile, stunning and radiant, appeared on Himari's face.

At this moment, Asama Miya, standing ten paces away from Himari, still wore that eternally unchanging, eternally charming, and undeniably alluring smile, radiating a gentle, wifely allure.

However, even Shen Feng, watching from the distance in the corridor, and the other women could clearly see the look of satisfaction in Asama Miya's bright eyes.

"Not yet finished? You can continue with me?"

Himari gripped her wooden sword, raising it directly at Asama Miya, a hint of wildness in her eyes.

"With pleasure."

Asama Miya replied with a gentle smile, which only added to the feeling of warmth and comfort.

Thus, the clash of wooden swords, the fleeting moments between the two, repeated themselves—a seemingly calm process, yet one that concealed intense tension beneath the surface.

Ultimately, it appeared to be a draw, but both Himari and Shen Feng understood who had truly won.

"Young Master, I'm so happy!" Himari, seemingly quite pleased with herself, threw herself into Shen Feng's arms and whispered a few words.

“Young Master, I’m quite pleased that you chose her. However, I’m very curious to see if she can shoulder the responsibility…”

Hearing Feiju’s words in his arms and seeing the sincere expression on her face, Shen Feng smiled helplessly.

“Feiju, aren’t you too excited?”

“Isn’t it good? Young Master, I rarely feel this happy.”

“Never mind, I don’t really understand anyway. I’m essentially just an ordinary person, I probably haven’t reached that level yet.”

“Is that so? But it doesn’t matter, as long as you are my young master, that’s enough.”

Shen Feng secretly observed his surroundings, and seeing that no one had heard what they were saying, a mischievous smile appeared on Shen Feng’s face, and he whispered a few words in Feiju’s ear.

"Himari, I really want to do it! You're in such a good mood today, it must be quite enjoyable."

"Young Master, you're so mean. However, as your guardian blade, I will do whatever you desire."

Hearing Himari's reply, Shen Feng couldn't help but laugh, causing the other women to all look on with puzzled expressions.

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