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Suddenly, spiderweb-like cracks appeared in the dome above the Qin Clan, purple lightning patterns leaping wildly at the edges. Thirty-three floating islands trembled simultaneously, the sea of clouds boiled, and spiritual light erupted, as if genuinely fearful of what was about to arrive.
Just then, the void cracks shattered under the weight, and a massive spatial rift appeared above the Qin Clan.
The bronze prow smashed through the last spatial barrier, and the ancient ship of the Ten Directions World, carrying the force of falling stars, burst forth. Its three-thousand-foot hull was entirely a deep blue-green, its surface floating with ancient divine patterns, each pattern like a frozen galaxy. Nine layers of bronze sails fluttered, the canvas crafted from the entire spine of a primordial behemoth, the folds still flowing with the undried aura of chaos.
Many gazes from the ten peaks of the Qin Clan were drawn to it, but upon seeing the character "Qin" on the sails, they merely shook their heads and smiled, ignoring it completely.
"It's the Ten Directions World Ancient Ship of the Little Ancestor!" The young disciples on the floating islands surrounding the First Peak were already kneeling on the ground.
The bronze fangs at the bow pierced the clouds, casting a shadow over the entire group of floating islands. Thirty-six pairs of dragon-bone oars on either side of the hull slowly swung, each stroke carving burning furrows in the void. This was still with the power of the Nine Directions World sealed; it was unbelievable how terrifying a warship with the Ten Directions World fully activated would be on the battlefield of chaotic gods and demons.
On the First Peak, seventy-two silver-armored guards and thirty-six gold-armored guards knelt on one knee on either side of the cloud steps, their battle halberds pointing simultaneously to the sky. If these gold and silver-armored guards were placed outside, they could probably suppress an entire region; but on the First Peak of the Qin Clan, they were merely gatekeepers.
Qin Tian stood at the bow, looking at the familiar Qin Clan, his eyes swirling with chaotic energy. The aura emanating from him was vastly different from when he first left.
Previously, influenced by his past life's Qin Wudao, he was more frivolous and arrogant. But now he had returned to his true self, and his aura was chilling—the domineering presence of Qin Tian.
"Welcome back to the clan, Little Ancestor!"
The ancient ship of the Ten Directions World withdrew its imposing presence and slowly descended.
The bronze gangway trembled, condensing frost. Three graceful figures shattered the ripples in the void. Their appearance seemed to brighten the world considerably.
Su Xue was wrapped in a black sword robe made of Western Region silkworm silk, outlining her perfect figure. Long legs and a slender waist were revealed beneath the robe. Her full bust drew attention; her breasts were exceptionally full, like two enormous watermelons, swaying gently with her movements, exuding an alluring aura. Her buttocks were equally round and pert, tightly wrapped in the sword robe, further emphasizing her exquisite figure.
Tall and sexy, with snow-white skin and long, flowing silver hair, her face was exquisitely made up, her features delicate and refined, her red lips vibrant and luscious, exuding the charm of a mature woman. Her face was exquisitely perfect, with well-defined features and deep, captivating eyes, carrying a hint of authority and arrogance, yet undeniably alluring.
Her posture was elegant and confident, every gesture revealing a powerful aura that made people hesitant to approach. Her silver hair flowed in the wind, adding to her mystery and aloof beauty.
Her once high ponytail was now loose and flowing, the ends tied with bronze sword tassels. With each step, fine wisps of sword energy emanated from her hair. Most striking was the vermilion mark between her brows, containing a terrifying sword aura.
Immediately afterward, another stunningly beautiful figure arrived, stepping lightly onto the lotus blossoms in the air. Nine layers of golden gauze draped her voluptuous waist, accentuating her already slender and graceful figure with an air of regal elegance. Beneath the layers of golden silk, the woman's alluring flesh was faintly visible, a body seemingly born for lust. Her enormous, trembling breasts were several times larger than Jingchen's head, quivering with each step. The plump, exquisitely rounded nipples swayed up and down, their fleshy, juicy waves rolling, the soft nipples gently rubbing against the golden silk with each movement.
Jingchen's dignified and elegant face was flushed with a faint blush. Her dignified and beautiful face was filled with compassion and gentleness, but this compassion and gentleness seemed incongruous with her body. Her body seemed born to please men; her arms were slender and soft, like snow-white lotus roots; her breasts were full and firm, their cleavage exaggeratedly wide, the two tender mounds pressed into a deep cleavage, pushing her monk's robe high. Two dark water stains were even visible on the robe; the pink nipples had already oozed milky fluid, the exposed drops leaving a stain on the snow-white gauze.
The Bodhisattva of Pure Dust had a flat, smooth abdomen, her firm, delicate skin tinged with pink. Her two long, straight legs were particularly striking; the thighs were round and full, the calves slender and shapely. With each step she moved her legs, her buttocks rippled with waves of flesh, revealing a deep cleft between the two plump cheeks, concealing a juicy, mature woman's vulva. Hidden within the cleft was a tender pink chrysanthemum bud, its plump opening and closing, clearly indicating the recent intense sexual activity.
Behind them, a graceful figure in a green dress swayed gently in the wind, her bare, jade-like feet peeking out from beneath the hem of her skirt. Each step seemed to tread upon the very pages of everyone's letters.
The girl's name was Chu Qingzhu, a beautiful young woman of sixteen. She possessed striking features: eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn water, and skin like jade. Most striking was her breathtaking figure; her full, rounded breasts strained against the blue fabric, her waist was slender and delicate, her buttocks were round and firm, and her long legs were straight and powerful.
However, Chu Qingzhu was not the aloof swordswoman she appeared to be. The collar of her blue robe was wide open, revealing a large expanse of her snow-white breasts. With each step, her ample breasts were sculpted into deep cleavage by the fabric, almost as if they were about to burst out.
Even more astonishing was that, despite her youthful face, Chu Qingzhu exuded an inexplicable mature allure. Her inner and outer charm was even more intense than that of the most sought-after courtesans in brothels.
At such a young age, she possessed such allure, prompting one to wonder how much lovemaking this delicate body had endured to cultivate such captivating charm. With every step she took, a faint fragrance wafted through the air, the unique scent of post-coital bliss.
Even her innocent face carried a hint of spring's allure; her eyes were slightly red, her cherry lips parted slightly, as if unable to contain the surging passion within her.
The three women knelt in a triangular formation at the end of the gangway, welcoming their master.
The floating islands were deathly silent. These three stunningly beautiful goddesses knelt on the ground like the most humble female slaves, humbly welcoming their master's return.
Their display of complete submission and willingness to offer everything moved everyone present.
Many men could no longer suppress their inner desires; their breathing became heavy, and their groins began to bulge.
At this moment, who could remain calm? All eyes were fixed on the three delicate beauties, and everyone longed to rush forward and embrace them, showering them with affection. However, for the three women, this was perhaps already commonplace.
"That silver-haired sword immortal!" one man exclaimed, his eyes lingering on the voluptuous, alluring bodies. He licked his dry lips and continued, "She's a Daoist sword immortal from the Yunshan Daoist Temple in the Western Regions. I remember she was already famous throughout the Western Regions five thousand years ago. How could she be kneeling on the ground like a lowly female slave!"
"Don't even mention her. Look at that Bodhisattva with the great halo behind her. That's something only enlightened Buddhas possess!"
"How could a Buddha be so lewd? Look at her big breasts." "...Bigger than my head!"
"I can't be mistaken, she's Master Jingchen of Peach Blossom Immortal Temple. Those enormous breasts are unmatched in the entire Immortal Realm."
"I heard that Holy Western Heaven was destroyed, and that Buddha abandoned his physical body and fled. It seems the Peak Master was the one who did it."
"Am I the only one who cares about that girl in green?"
The crowd buzzed with discussion, but the Qin clan disciples, being extremely well-mannered, while some found it hard to resist the allure emanating from the three women, didn't lose their reason.
"I went out for a while and picked up a few obedient female slaves." Qin Tian's fingertips brushed over the three women's lowered heads. Su Xue's alluring body beneath her sword robe glowed red, and a wave of itching emanated from her womb. Her eyes seemed to be filled with lust. Earlier, when she swallowed Qin Tian's semen, a drop spilled on the ground, and Qin Tian punished her by making her orgasm over ten times, but without ejaculating inside her even once. This had pushed the emptiness and itching in Su Xue's womb to its limit. If there weren't so many people around, she would have already torn her sword robe apart, spread her legs, and begged for semen to fill her vulva more shamelessly than a whore.
Qin Tian lightly hooked Su Xue's chin with his finger, a playful glint in his eyes.
He stepped down, the three women following behind. Only after Qin Tian left did they come to their senses.
The space around them had seemed to freeze, an indescribable sense of oppression.
"Don't you guys think Brother Wudao seems a bit different this time..." A man who had previously been indulging in debauchery with Qin Wudao wiped the sweat from his brow and whispered to his companions.
"He's different. It's like he's a completely different person. I don't even dare go to brothels with him anymore," another member of the playboy group said, somewhat astonished.
"But with beauties like that by his side, he doesn't need to go to brothels. They're much prettier and more seductive than those women in brothels."
After leaving the crowd, Su Xue could no longer restrain herself.
"Waaah... Master..." Su Xue bit her lip, her voluptuous body pressed tightly against the young man, her large, white breasts pressed against his arm, her beautiful legs intertwined restlessly, emitting a coquettish sound that was almost overflowing.
"Don't rush, the punishment isn't over yet..." Qin Tian grinned mischievously, kneading her plump, peach-like buttocks a few times, enjoying the smooth, creamy feel.
He deliberately slowed his pace, feeling with each step that Su Xue's vagina was constantly flowing with fluid; her skirt was already soaked with her juices, dripping slowly down her inner thighs.
"I can't take it anymore...my vagina is so itchy...give it to me..." Su Xue's body went limp, her red lips slightly parted, her breath sweet as orchids, her eyes filled with lustful desire, wishing she could immediately stuff that huge, throbbing penis that haunted her dreams into her cunt.
Qin Tian remained unmoved, continuing to admire the beautiful, unsatisfied state of this noble swordswoman before him.
"As a qualified bitch sex slave, you can't even finish spitting out all the semen. Is it too easy to forgive you like this?" he said with a smile.
Hearing this, Su Xue immediately remembered that during the oral sex earlier, she hadn't been able to swallow all the delicious, thick semen because of her greed, and felt extremely ashamed. But the intense urge from her uterus was irresistible, and she could only writhe, looking at Qin Tian with a pitiful expression: "Then...what should I do...I'm about to burst..."
"Bear with it, I'll satisfy you tonight." Qin Tian patted Su Xue's plump buttocks and walked away with a smile.
After arranging accommodations for them, Qin Tian called Jing Chen into the room alone.
Qin Tian's gaze roamed freely over the "Bodhisattva of Joy" before him. Her extremely voluptuous body knelt on the ground, her large, heavy breasts drooping heavily, the nipples much larger than normal, the pink nipples clearly visible.
"M-Master…" Jingchen's pretty face flushed crimson, her eyes gleaming with irresistible allure. "These breasts of mine…please enjoy them as you please…"
As she spoke, her slender fingers pressed against the tips of her nipples, slowly parting the tight milk ducts. With the movement, the pink mammary glands gradually opened, revealing the deep passages within.
Qin Tian's Adam's apple bobbed. He stepped forward, his hot breath brushing against Jingchen's chest. His rough, large hand grasped one of her large breasts, feeling its breathtaking weight and softness. Even a simple touch made Jingchen gasp softly.
When the head of his penis pressed against the parted milk duct, Qin Tian could feel the subtle tremor, then he thrust in forcefully.
"Ah!" Jingchen moaned softly, the pleasure of her milk ducts being roughly stretched open making her tremble all over.
His penis slid inch by inch into the tight, moist milk duct until it was fully inserted. Qin Tian gasped in pleasure. The tightness of this "Bodhisattva of Joy's" nipple orifice was no less than that of a honeyed orifice, and its inner walls constantly contracted and writhed.
"Ah...so full...Master, you've filled my nipple openings so completely..."
The tender flesh inside the nipple orifice enveloped the intruder, each subtle movement eliciting intense pleasure. Qin Tian savored this tightness and began to thrust slowly but powerfully.
Qin Tian gasped in pleasure. The tightness of this "Bodhisattva of Joy's" nipple orifice was no less than that of a honeyed orifice, and its inner walls constantly contracted and writhed.
He pulled Jingchen's voluptuous body close, lowered his head, and captured her crimson lips. His tongue had barely entered when it was passionately entwined with a nimble little tongue, their saliva exchanging with erotic, wet sounds.
Jingchen responded to Qin Tian's deep kiss while simultaneously grasping her large breasts, still wet with the spilled milk, and began to stroke them up and down. Each movement stimulated the penis inside, bringing even more intense stimulation.
Qin Tian, not to be outdone, pinched Jingchen's other nipple, which was already engorged and erect. Under his kneading, it changed shape repeatedly, and soon, streams of milky white liquid gushed from the open nipple.
"Master...you're making me feel so good...I'm all wet down there..." Jingchen whispered in his ear, her hot breath sending shivers down Qin Tian's spine.
He increased the force and speed of his thrusts, each one hitting the most sensitive spot precisely. Milky white milk splashed everywhere with each movement, mixing with the nectar flowing from Jingchen's lower body, forming a small puddle on the floor.
"I'm coming... Master... I'm coming..."
With a high-pitched moan, Jingchen's body trembled violently. She tightly gripped the phallus inside her, and her honeyed orifice gushed forth jets of glistening fluid. At the same time, Qin Tian released deep within her breasts, thick, white semen filling her entire mammary gland.
The phallus withdrew from her nipple opening, bringing with it a lot of viscous liquid and sticky threads. The stretched-open nipple opening resembled a pink, fleshy cave, constantly enticing passersby to delve deeper.
"Hoo..." Qin Tian exhaled a breath of stale air, embracing the lustful bodhisattva on his body, and laughed, "Only you can give me this kind of experience."
A lustful glint appeared on Jingchen's solemn face, and a beautiful smile spread across her alluring features.
"It is Jingchen's honor to please my Buddha. As long as my Buddha is pleased, everything Jingchen owns is yours."
Qin Tian was extremely satisfied. He particularly enjoyed making love with Jingchen because he wanted to test whether he could achieve Buddhahood through dual cultivation with her.
Just as Qin Tian was about to continue...
The palace doors, formed of celestial crystal, opened silently. Twelve layers of silk curtains fluttered in succession. The moment Qin Wuhun's bare feet stepped onto the black jade floor, the entire palace's jewels dimmed by a third. Her feet were delicate and exquisite, like ice sculptures sculpted from jade. As the eldest daughter of the most powerful family in the Immortal Realm, even the sound of her footsteps followed ancient rhythms.
She wore a flowing, moon-white gown with wide sleeves, the hem embroidered with a subtle pattern of the Nine Heavens, which shimmered with each step. A sash woven from ice silk cinched her waist, accentuating her slender figure. Over this, she wore a gossamer-thin shawl, adorned with shimmering starlight, as if draped with the entire Milky Way.
Qin Wuhun's beauty was unparalleled. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes like autumn waters, and her skin was as white as jade, glowing faintly under the palace's pearls. Her nose was high yet delicate, her lips cherry-red, always carrying a subtle smile. Most striking was the vermilion birthmark between her brows, as red as blood, adding a touch of allure to her aloof temperament.
Her long, black hair cascaded down to her waist, adorned only by a gilded and kingfisher-feather hairpin, inlaid with a thumb-sized pearl that swayed gently with her movements, casting dappled light and shadow in the hall. A pair of jade earrings, crystal clear, dangled from her earlobes, complementing the nine-tiered jade pendants around her neck.
Seeing this, Qin Tian released Jing Chen's waist, and Jing Chen rose from him, her naked body and protruding nipples revealing her breasts. She said to Qin Tian, "I must leave now."
Qin Tian nodded slightly, and Jing Chen understood, turning to leave.
As Qin Wuhun brushed past Jing Chen, his embroidered brows furrowed slightly. His gaze lingered on Jing Chen's large, exaggerated breasts, then on her bulging nipples for a moment before he looked away.
"Wu Dao," she called softly, her cloud-patterned brocade shoes stopping three steps before the sandalwood couch. Her skirt, woven from thousand-year-old ice silkworm silk, trailed on the ground; though pure white, it shimmered with iridescent light. Stardust from the ceiling reflected on the vermilion birthmark between her brows, giving her cool eyes a slightly eerie quality.
Qin Tian, resting his chin on his hand, leaned against the phoenix-shaped pillow, his black robe half-open, revealing a large expanse of his chest. A strand of his hair, left behind by Jing Chen, clung to his fingertips, but the moment it met Qin Wu Hun's gaze, it turned to dust and fell away.
"Is Eldest Sister angry? They're just toys for amusement." He chuckled, his Adam's apple bobbing against the collar of his moon-colored brocade dress. "They certainly can't compare to Eldest Sister. The fragrance she exudes today is more intoxicating than any elixir."
Qin Wuhun's wide sleeves fluttered, and twelve glass palace lanterns lit up one after another. Amidst the interplay of light and shadow, the gilded and kingfisher-feather hairpin in her hair suddenly transformed into a spirit snake, carrying back the scattered trousers to its owner's palm.
"Put your trousers on."
Qin Wuhun tossed the trousers onto Qin Tian, covering his erect and throbbing penis.
"So, what type do you like now?" Qin Wuhun's eyes held a hint of sternness as he continued, "Of the three—no, four—you brought back, and one is still on the ancient ship of the Ten Directions World, right?"
"They're all voluptuous and alluring."
"Wu Dao, I'm warning you, you can keep these people around for fun, but if you were to marry them..."
"If I were to marry them, I'd definitely choose someone like you, eldest sister." Qin Tian interrupted Qin Wuhun's lecture, laughing rather cheekily.
But deep within that nonchalant gaze lay a sly glint.
Looking at Qin Wuhun before him, Qin Tian suddenly felt as if he had returned to the Qin Clan's ancestral abyss, to the bronze gate within, where the ancestor bore the entire karma of the Qin Clan, bound tightly by countless threads.
No one knew how long she had carried the Qin Clan's karma, nor what the Qin Clan had truly endured.
Qin Tian felt a pang of pity and unease at the thought. Here, he gained a deeper understanding of the Qin Clan. The Qin Clan had ten peaks, each representing a distinct lineage. The "No-Character Generation" disciples were born during the Qin Clan's golden age, numbering in the tens of thousands.
However, in the future, only three members of the "No-Character Generation" remained: the First Ancestor Qin Wuhun, the Second Ancestor Qin Wuming, and the Third Ancestor Qin Wuming. Less than half of the ten peaks remained.
In other words, the Qin Clan had undergone a colossal upheaval, or experienced an extremely brutal battle—a war a hundred or even a thousand times more devastating than the conquest of the Chaos Gods and Demons.
An entire generation was almost wiped out, and many bloodlines were completely severed.
Thinking of this, Qin Tian's emotions deepened, but only for a fleeting moment before his signature wicked smile returned.
His purpose in coming here was to change the past for the future. He could do it, and he had to do it.
Because he was no longer Qin Wudao, but Qin Tian.
He hadn't succeeded in his past life, so this time, he would.
Qin Tian looked at Qin Wuhun. She was still unconscious. In this world constructed by Qin Wuhun's dream, only he and Qin Wuhun were dreaming. Without waking, she would continue playing her role in the dream.
Qin Wuhun had woken up once before, saying she would marry him when he returned, but now she seemed to have fallen asleep again.
In his past life, Qin Wudao and Qin Wuhun were husband and wife, and he was Qin Wudao's reincarnation. Since it was all him, marrying again wouldn't be a problem.
However, there were still many things Qin Tian hadn't figured out.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" Qin Wuhun suddenly interrupted Qin Tian's thoughts. His mind was elsewhere, but his eyes kept wandering over Qin Wuhun.
He hadn't said a word, making Qin Wuhun feel quite embarrassed.
Qin Tian feigned pain, saying, "Ouch, I think I was too rough with that lecherous Bodhisattva just now. My legs are a little weak. Big sister, give me a hand."
Qin Wuhun rolled her eyes speechlessly, scolding, "You're so young, don't indulge in lust! Look at you now...sigh..."
With that, Qin Wuhun extended her delicate hand.
Suddenly, Qin Tian reached out, his slender fingers gripping Qin Wuhun's delicate wrist. The nine-tiered jade pendant on her wrist jingled crisply. Before she could react, she was pulled into his arms with great force.
"Wu Dao...don't be ridiculous..." Qin Wuhun exclaimed in surprise. Her moon-white skirt drew a graceful arc in the air as she slumped onto the sandalwood couch, the pearl hairpin in her hair striking Qin Tian's chest with a soft tinkling sound.
Qin Tian's arms encircled her waist like iron hoops, trapping her in his embrace. Qin Wuhun could clearly feel the rise and fall of his chest, and the burning heat emanating from his body through the thin fabric. A faint blush crept onto her usually composed face, making the cinnabar mole between her brows appear even more vivid.
"Let go," she whispered, but in her usual gentleness, the tone sounded more like a reproach. She tried to push him away with her slender hand against his chest, but he grabbed her wrist and pressed it to her side.
Qin Tian buried his face in her neck, taking a deep breath. The incense mixed with her unique, cool fragrance intoxicated him.
"Big sister smells so good," he chuckled softly, his warm breath brushing against her sensitive ear. "Much better than the lewd scent of my female slaves."
Qin Wuhun stiffened, a faint pink tinge rising to the tips of her ears. She turned her face away, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. "Nonsense."
"I'm not being silly." Qin Tian raised his head, his deep eyes gazing directly into hers. "Isn't my eldest sister the one who loves me the most?" he said, his fingers gently tracing the Nine Heavens Jade Bracelet on her wrist. "This bracelet was a gift from me when we were little; my eldest sister has always worn it."
Qin Wuhun felt flustered under his gaze. She tried to look away, but he grasped her chin. Only then did she realize that the little boy who used to always follow her around had grown so tall and strong. His large, warm hands caressed her delicate skin, sending a shiver down her spine.
"Wudao..." she sighed softly, raising her hand to tap his forehead. "Don't be so playful."
Qin Tian, however, caught her fingers and gently kissed them.
"Eldest sister is always like this," he said softly. "Clearly she cares, but she always pretends not to."
Qin Wuhun's heart skipped a beat. She tried to pull her hand away, but he gripped it tighter. The jewels in the hall had dimmed, and only the moonlight streaming in from the window cast a hazy glow over them.
"Eldest sister," Qin Tian's voice suddenly deepened, "I know your feelings, and you know what I want."
Qin Wuhun's eyes flickered slightly. Before she could speak, a voice suddenly came from outside the hall: "Eldest sister, something bad has happened! Father and Mother are fighting!"
The voice carried a hint of anxiety and naivety.
Without looking, it was clear it was Qin Wuhun's younger sister, Qin Wuming.
Qin Wuhun abruptly pushed Qin Tian away, straightening her disheveled clothes. The previous intimate atmosphere vanished instantly, and she reverted to her dignified and elegant demeanor as the eldest daughter of the Qin clan. Only the slightly disheveled hair ornament and the lingering blush hinted at the ambiguous moment.
"I'm going back to check. I bet Father lied to Mother again, saying he was out on a family mission, but actually he's out partying with his cronies." She rose to leave, but Qin Tian grabbed her sleeve.
"Eldest sister," he looked up at her, his eyes filled with a hint of stubbornness, "I'll come find you. We'll continue then."
Qin Wuhun didn't answer, only gently brushed his hand away. As she turned, a faint smile played on her lips, but she quickly disappeared outside the palace gates.
The footsteps outside the palace faded into the distance, and Qin Wuhun's figure disappeared behind the heavy curtains. Qin Tian gazed in the direction she had gone, the lingering fragrance of her hair still clinging to his fingertips. He looked down at his palm, where the warmth of her wrist still remained.
Outside the palace, Qin Wuming turned to look at the main hall, a glint of cunning and sadness in his eyes, before immediately following his sister.
Recalling Qin Wuhun's comfortable touch and alluring fragrance, Qin Tian's desire was ignited. He got out of bed and went directly to Su Xue's room.
Su Xue, who had been enduring for so long, upon seeing Qin Tian, was no longer the dignified swordswoman she once was; all that remained was a wanton, slutty bitch.
"Ah...ah! Ahhhhhhh...ah...ahhhhhh...ah...it hurts so much, it hurts so much, Master, give it to me...I can't hold back anymore, Master, please put your big cock into my cunt and ravage this disobedient slut, ahhh, I can't take it anymore...my uterus is starving..."
"Aww... Master... Xue'er will never waste Master's holy water again... Please... please forgive Xue'er... bestow your noble, large penis upon Xue'er..."
"Ahhh, I can't take it anymore, my womb is so thirsty... Please, Master, hurry up and fuck me, I'm starving to death..."
"Waaaah, bad Master, you're bullying Xue'er... Xue'er's womb is cramping from hunger, waaaah, bad Master... waaaah..."
Su Xue's eyes gleamed with desire, her pretty face flushed, her body tingling with pleasure, her legs trembling slightly, displaying an unsatisfied allure that was incredibly tempting.
At this moment, her heart was filled with longing for Qin Tian's enormous penis, wishing she could pounce on it immediately and savor it.
"Oh dear, I just can't do anything with you!" Qin Tian shook his head helplessly, reaching out to knead Su Xue's full, firm breasts.
"Oh... Master... Xue'er feels so good... Ah! Ah~~" Su Xue let out a series of moans, her body trembling violently.
"Since you want it so much, then so be it!" Qin Tian chuckled, tearing off Su Xue's clothes, shoving her to the ground, and with a sudden thrust of his hips, his massive penis instantly pierced into Su Xue's honeyed depths, penetrating to the very core.
"Ohhhhhhh, Master, you're so amazing! It feels so good, ahhhhhh, it's so deep!" Su Xue screamed loudly, her body went limp, and she collapsed into Qin Tian's arms.
While enjoying the pleasure brought by Su Xue's warm, moist vulva, Qin Tian gently kissed her fair, slender neck and exquisite collarbone, his hands roaming and caressing her soft, delicate skin.
"Ahhh...so full! So full!" Su Xue's body trembled violently again, a warm gush forth, drenching Qin Tian's glans, stimulating him so much that he almost lost control and ejaculated.
"Hoo...what a tormenting little vixen!" Qin Tian took a deep breath to calm the surging desire within him and continued thrusting.
"Ahhh...ahhh..." Su Xue moaned and gasped, her two long, straight, beautiful legs tightly clamping Qin Tian's waist, drawing him even deeper into her body.
"Master, hurry, hurry!" Su Xue pleaded sweetly, completely lost in the exquisite pleasure, unable to extricate herself.
"Don't rush, after I've slowly enjoyed you, I'll naturally satisfy your needs." Qin Tian smiled wickedly, continuing his forceful conquest of the beauty beneath him.
"Waaah... Master, you're so mean... You've already filled Xue'er's little hole to the brim... and you still torture Xue'er like this..."
Su Xue, panting heavily, lay on top of Qin Tian, her slender arms wrapped around his neck, her two full, round breasts rubbing against his chest, her pink nipples hard as pebbles from the intense pleasure.
"Xue'er, don't you really want me to ejaculate inside you right now?" Qin Tian whispered in Su Xue's ear as he thrust powerfully into her tight, wet hole.
"Mmm...yes, Master...Xue'er's womb is so hungry, it wants to eat Master's semen...but Master just won't ejaculate into Xue'er..."
Su Xue twisted her plump, upturned buttocks to match Qin Tian's movements. Each time Qin Tian thrust to the deepest point, her body would tremble violently, clearly enjoying himself immensely.
"But what if I don't want to ejaculate today? How about I wait until tomorrow?" Qin Tian chuckled mischievously, biting Su Xue's translucent earlobe.
"No...don't bully Xue'er...waaaah...Master wants it now...Xue'er really can't take it anymore..."
Su Xue shook her head, looking at Qin Tian with teary eyes, her face full of pitiful grievance.
Qin Tian, however, showed no sympathy. Instead, he became even more excited, slapping her plump, fleshy buttocks hard with his large hand, making her tremble violently, feeling both pain and itchiness, as if she were melting.
"Come on, move yourself." Qin Tian lay on the bed, patting Su Xue's pert buttocks.
"Mmm…" Su Xue's eyes were glazed as she slowly sat up, straddling Qin Tian's waist. Holding his thick, erect penis, she aimed it at her already wet and sticky vagina and slowly sat down.
"Ahhh… Master's big penis is so hot…so comfortable…Xue'er is going to be ruined by Master…"
Su Xue began to move up and down, each time letting Qin Tian's glans push open her cervix before he sat down heavily, plunging the entire penis into her honeypot.
"Waaah…my uterus is so hungry…I want Master's semen so much…"
Su Xue's movements became faster and faster, her body, drenched in sweat, heaving, her two white breasts swaying violently with each movement, creating waves of milk.
"Ah...ah...Master...Xue'er can't take it anymore..."
Su Xue threw her head back, her long hair flying wildly, frantically demanding like a female beast in heat, her cervix opening and closing, kissing Qin Tian's glans.
"Master...please...shoot into Xue'er, okay...Xue'er's womb longs to drink Master's semen..."
Su Xue twisted her slender waist, increasing the speed of her movements, her two delicate labia stretched wide, flipping in and out with each thrust.
"I can't take it anymore...I'm going to come again...ah!"
Su Xue's body suddenly stiffened, a gush of hot fluid spurting from deep within her vagina, splashing onto Qin Tian's glans.
But she didn't stop, continuing her frenzied rhythm, as if she would never tire.
"Ah... Master... Xue'er loves Master so much... Xue'er's womb craves Master's semen so much..."
Su Xue's body writhed, each time her cervix tightly gripping Qin Tian's glans, like a greedy little mouth constantly sucking.
"Waaah... Master... Xue'er is really going to be ruined by Master... My little hole is so swollen from Master's fucking..."
Su Xue leaned down, pressing her large breasts against Qin Tian's chest, her breath sweet and fragrant as she rose and fell against his ear.
"Master... please... shoot inside Xue'er, okay... Xue'er's womb is starving, it's about to explode..."
Qin Tian chuckled, his large hand gripping Su Xue's slender waist, and thrusting upwards sharply.
"Ah!!! Master...it's too deep...Xue'er's uterus is going to be ripped apart by Master..."
Su Xue's body trembled violently, her vagina gripping Qin Tian's penis tightly, copious amounts of vaginal fluid overflowing from their joined bodies.
"Master...Master...Xue'er wants more...I want Master's semen..."
Su Xue's eyes were completely unfocused, her entire being engulfed in extreme pleasure, only knowing to twist her waist incessantly, letting Qin Tian's penis thrust in and out of her vagina.
"Master...Xue'er will always be Master's bitch...always belonging only to Master..."
Su Xue cupped Qin Tian's face and kissed him deeply, her tongue skillfully exploring his mouth, entwining with his tongue tip.
"Waaah...Xue'er really can't take it anymore...I'm going to come again..."
Su Xue's movements became faster and faster, her cervix opening and closing, biting at Qin Tian's glans, as if urging him to ejaculate quickly.
"Ah... Master... I've finally waited for this moment..."
Su Xue felt Qin Tian's throbbing penis inside her, knowing he was about to climax, and involuntarily quickened her movements.
"Ah... Ah... Master... Xue'er's womb is ready... Please, Master, shoot your semen inside me..."
Qin Tian suddenly grabbed Su Xue's waist and thrust upwards forcefully, his glans forcing open her cervix.
"Glug...glug..." Hot semen gushed out like a spring, wave after wave shooting into the depths of Su Xue's long-starved womb.
"Ugh...so hot...so much...Master's semen is so thick...Xue'er's womb is completely filled by Master..."
Su Xue tilted her head back, a blissful smile on her face, her womb greedily swallowing every drop of semen, not wanting to waste a single drop.
"Master...Xue'er has finally tasted Master's semen...Xue'er is so happy..."
Su Xue lay weakly on Qin Tian's body, her vagina still tightly gripping his penis, afraid of losing a single drop of semen.
"Master...Xue'er wants to continue tasting Master's semen...may I..."
Su Xue raised her head, looking at Qin Tian with expectant eyes, a lewd smile playing on her lips. "Hehe, you little slut, I'll satisfy you now." Qin Tian chuckled wickedly and slapped Su Xue's pert buttocks again.
"Ahhh…but Xue'er's uterus can't hold any more semen…"
Su Xue said sweetly, her vagina contracting involuntarily, squeezing Qin Tian's penis as if trying to extract the last drop of semen.
"Xue'er is such a greedy child. She just had an orgasm, and now she's wriggling again."
Qin Tian's large hand slid down Su Xue's smooth back, kneading her full, pert buttocks.
"Because…because it's Master's fault…who told Master to train Xue'er like this…now Xue'er can't help but get aroused whenever she smells Master's scent…"
Su Xue said, rubbing her breasts against Qin Tian's chest, her nipples already erect, the friction sending waves of tingling pleasure through her.
"Since that's the case, let's do it again."
Qin Tian rolled over, pinning Su Xue beneath him, his still-erect penis grinding against her entrance.
"Ah… Master, wait a minute… let Xue'er rest a bit… Xue'er's little hole is still a little sore…"
Although Su Xue said this, her legs still wrapped around Qin Tian's waist, pulling him closer.
"It seems our Sword Immortal has become a complete bitch." Qin Tian said teasingly.
"Yes… Xue'er is Master's bitch… Master's exclusive sperm reservoir…"
Su Xue nodded shyly yet excitedly, her two slender legs tightly wrapped around Qin Tian's waist.
"Ah… Master, look… Xue'er's cunt is still wet… it's all because of Master that I've become so lewd…"
Su Xue pulled Qin Tian's hand to her genitals, which were already soaking wet.
"The once aloof sword immortal, now reduced to this... What do you think your former disciples would think if they saw you like this?"
Qin Tian grinned wickedly, grinding his penis against Su Xue's clitoris.
"Waaah... Don't say anymore... Xue'er only wants to be Master's bitch... I don't care about anything else..."
Su Xue closed her eyes in shame, but her lower body became even more excited, flowing with more lustful fluids.
"Master... Please use Xue'er as you please... Every hole of Xue'er belongs to Master..."
Su Xue spread her arms, thrusting her full breasts high, her pink nipples trembling in the air.
"Xue'er loves Master's big penis the most... Every time you can bring Xue'er to orgasm... Fill Xue'er's womb with your semen..."
Su Xue uttered lewd words while twisting her slender waist, pushing herself into Qin Tian's arms.
Qin Tian hoisted one of Su Xue's jade-like legs onto his shoulder, positioning her on her side for easier penetration.
"You look so horny, you need some proper training," Qin Tian said, thrusting forcefully, each stroke hitting Su Xue's sensitive spots precisely.
"Ugh... Xue'er is horny... a slutty bitch who needs to be fucked... only Master can satisfy Xue'er..."
Su Xue trembled all over, her vagina contracting uncontrollably, copious amounts of vaginal fluid gushing from their point of contact.
"Ah... Master... again... how many times has this happened... Xue'er has lost count..."
The sky outside the window gradually darkened, the moon climbing high in the sky, the sounds of flesh colliding and Su Xue's moans echoing continuously in the room.
Until the next morning, when the sun rose, the room finally quieted down.
Su Xue lay naked on the disheveled bed, her body covered in hickeys and finger marks. Her vulva was swollen and everted, still leaking a white fluid.
She had fallen into a deep, exhausted sleep, a satisfied smile playing on her lips, occasionally letting out soft moans in her sleep.
Scattered around the bed were traces of their lovemaking, the air thick with the scent of hormones, telling the story of how intense their passionate encounter had been.
His gaze fell on the unconscious Su Xue.
Her proud, large breasts were covered in finger marks and teeth marks, the nipples swollen and red, clearly showing the intense treatment she had endured.
Qin Tian reached out and mercilessly grabbed one of her breasts, kneading it forcefully.
Soft flesh spilled out between his fingers, displaying astonishing elasticity, maintaining its amazing shape even after such rough treatment.
As Qin Tian kneaded her, Su Xue's body twitched slightly, but she didn't wake up, only letting out soft moans in her sleep.
Her areolas were a deeper red from engorgement, her nipples erect and slightly warm to the touch.
Qin Tian maliciously pinched one nipple and pulled it outwards, watching with satisfaction as it stretched and deformed, only to spring back to its original position the instant he released it.
Her ravaged breasts swayed with Qin Tian's movements, the purplish-blue marks on them particularly conspicuous.
Seeing that Su Xue still didn't wake up, Qin Tian ignored her and strode towards the door, immediately spotting Chu Qingzhu standing there.
Su Xue had been calling out almost from last night until noon the next day, tormenting Chu Qingzhu considerably. She had only come out for some fresh air after finally getting some rest.
Today, she was wearing a loose, thin nightgown, the neckline open, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin and a hint of cleavage.
Her large, round, firm breasts were faintly visible beneath the thin gauze, rising and falling gently with her breath, exuding a deadly allure.
Without a word, Qin Tian stepped forward, grabbed one of her soft breasts from behind, and began to knead it forcefully.
"Ah~ Master..." Chu Qingzhu moaned softly, leaning against Qin Tian's chest, letting him freely fondle her breasts.
She looked down at Qin Tian's still-erect penis, which was covered in his semen and her master's vaginal fluids, exuding a lewd scent.
"I fucked your master too hard last night, she didn't even have the strength to clean up, so you'll do it for her," Qin Tian said, pointing to his penis with a hint of mockery in his tone.
Chu Qingzhu blushed, nodded slightly, and knelt down in front of Qin Tian's crotch.
"Mmm..." Chu Qingzhu held Qin Tian's penis in her mouth, carefully enveloping the entire shaft with her warm oral cavity. Her tongue deftly circled around the urethral opening, scooping up the remaining semen bit by bit.
She would sometimes gently scrape the surface of the penis with her teeth, sometimes massage the glans with her throat, her skillful technique showing that she was already accustomed to this kind of service.
"Mmm... Master's taste... mixed with Master's taste... so rich..." Chu Qingzhu swallowed the entire penis with ecstasy, her Adam's apple bobbing softly.
After cleaning up, Qin Tian pointed to the messy room behind him, looking down at Chu Qingzhu: "Your master is over there. Her vagina can't hold that much semen anymore. Consider this your reward."
"Thank...thank you, Master..." Chu Qingzhu lowered her head, her voice trembling. She cautiously entered the room, and the scene before her made her gasp.
Her master, Su Xue, lay naked on the bed, her snow-white body covered in mottled red marks. Her proud, large breasts were particularly gruesome, the areolas surrounded by deep purple bruises, and her cherry-like nipples were swollen and red.
Su Xue's lower body was even more of a mess. Her inner thighs were covered in dried white fluid, her swollen labia were turned outwards, and milky white fluid continuously oozed from them, flowing down her buttocks onto the sheets beneath her.
"Master…" Chu Qingzhu knelt by the bed, extending her pink tongue to gently lick the inside of Su Xue's thigh. She could taste the rich scent of photinia blossoms in the air, a familiar scent belonging to Qin Tian, familiar to both master and disciple.
"Ah…no…Qingzhu…don't lick there…" Even in her unconscious state, Su Xue could feel the strange sensation in her lower body. She tried to close her legs, but Chu Qingzhu gently pressed them down.
"Master, these are all left to me by Master. I must cherish them." Chu Qingzhu finished speaking and buried her head between Su Xue's legs, greedily sucking the fluid flowing from her vagina.
Her tongue skillfully circled around Su Xue's labia, sometimes lightly tasting, sometimes deeply, collecting every drop of the fluid mixed with the scents of both master and disciple.
"Mmm…so sweet…the scents of Master and Master mixed together…it's truly delicious…" Chu Qingzhu said in ecstasy, her slender waist beginning to sway, clearly aroused as well.
Qin Tian dressed, deciding to first fulfill Qin Wuhun's obsession before preparing to punish the darkness.
Following the route he remembered, Qin Tian arrived at an exquisite and elegant courtyard. As he walked along the gravel path, Qin Wuhun was bent over among the carefully tended flowerbeds.
Today, she wore a light blue dress, its hem flowing gracefully in the breeze, her slender waist curving into a beautiful arc, making her already full hips even more alluring.
Her rounded mounds were high and perky, stretching the dress into a full curve, trembling slightly with her watering the flowers, exuding a mature charm like a ripe peach.
Qin Tian's gaze lingered involuntarily on her alluring curves, memories of last night flooding back. Qin Wuhun had been just as vulnerable and powerless then, though she had said "no," she had gradually softened under his caresses. As a seasoned lover, Qin Tian knew Qin Wuhun's attitude towards him; once she didn't refuse, she wouldn't be allowed to refuse again.
Thinking of this, Qin Tian could no longer control his impulse. He quietly approached, and while Qin Wuhun was focused on tending the flowers, he suddenly pulled her into his arms from behind.
"Ah!" The sudden contact startled Qin Wuhun, and the kettle crashed to the ground, splashing water onto her white stockings. She tried to struggle, but Qin Tian's strong arms held her firmly.
"Wu... Dao, what are you doing?" Qin Wuhun turned around, her almond-shaped eyes filled with panic, yet also faintly revealing a hint of expectation. Her lips trembled slightly, her breath sweet as orchids: "Let me go... This isn't right..."
However, her body was trembling slightly, her soft breasts rising and falling with her rapid breathing. Qin Tian could see it clearly; he knew that this noble older sister was actually yearning for him.
So, instead of letting go, he buried his head even deeper into the crook of her neck, greedily inhaling her fragrance.
"Big sister's body is so sensitive; just a touch made her tremble like this." Qin Tian's tongue lightly licked her smooth nape, his large hand reaching up to grasp her full left breast, kneading and playing with it through the thin fabric. "Do you want it here too? I know Big Sister likes it like this..."
"No...don't say anymore..." Qin Wuhun lowered her head in shame, but her once-proud, clear voice was now tinged with a seductive huskiness. Her breasts, never before touched, sent waves of unfamiliar yet wonderful pleasure through the man's caresses, making her almost unable to stand.
Qin Tian looked at the beauty in his arms, lost in passion, and his other hand also wandered downwards, tracing her slender waist to her flat stomach, finally stopping at that mysterious triangle. Even through the thin veil, he could feel the astonishing heat emanating from there.
"Wu Dao...please...not here..." Qin Wuhun bit her red lips, her voice pleading yet containing a hidden, unbearable longing. Her body was completely limp in Qin Tian's arms, allowing him to take whatever he wanted from her.
Just as Qin Tian was about to go further, a clear voice broke the ambiguous atmosphere.
"Sister! What are you and brother doing?" Qin Wuming skipped over, her pink skirt tracing a graceful arc in the air.
Hearing the voice, Qin Wuhun, like a startled deer, abruptly broke free from Qin Tian's embrace. She quickly straightened her disheveled clothes, then glared at Qin Tian, her autumn-water eyes filled with both annoyance and shyness.
"Wuming, what brings you here?" Qin Wuhun asked, trying to appear calm, but the blush on her face betrayed her inner turmoil.
Qin Tian, on the other hand, seemed unconcerned, smiling as he watched the girl approach.
Compared to her sister's mature and elegant demeanor, Qin Wuming possessed a more youthful vitality. Although her figure was not yet fully developed, her slender waist, long legs, and delicate features all foreshadowed that she would one day become a stunning beauty.
At this moment, she was secretly glancing at Qin Tian with a complicated look, especially noticing the faint smile on his lips, a quick, unnatural blush flashing across her face.
"I...I came to play with you, sister," Qin Wuming stammered, her eyes never leaving Qin Tian. She feigned innocence, asking, "Sister, brother, what were you doing just now?"
Qin Wuhun blushed at this, quickly changing the subject, "Nothing, I was just watering the flowers. By the way, is there something you need?"
"I just wanted to ask if you could go shopping with me tonight...I heard it's going to be very lively today. You know, I'm so bored staying in the Immortal Realm every day." Qin Wuming tugged at her sister's sleeve playfully, but her mind was elsewhere.
Every time she saw her sister and Qin Tian being intimate, she couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. Why did her sister get his affection, while she could only watch from afar?
Qin Wuhun gently nodded in agreement to her sister's request, unaware that this scene held a different kind of charm in Qin Tian's eyes. The two sisters standing together were simply too beautiful; one a mature and captivating wife, the other a youthful and adorable girl, each with her own allure, making it difficult to choose.
Qin Tian smiled and said, "In that case, I'll go too. The more the merrier."
Qin Wuhun nodded and said, "Alright, we'll set off tonight, but remember to conceal your cultivation level and don't cause too much of a commotion."
Qin Tian: "I know."
That night.
As the lanterns were lit, the bustling market was vibrant and lively. Qin Wuhun wore a semi-transparent white veil, concealing her stunning beauty. Even so, her elegant and composed demeanor still attracted considerable attention. Qin Wuming flitted around her sister like a joyful butterfly, occasionally stealing glances at Qin Tian beside her.
Walking beside the two beauties, Qin Tian would occasionally steal glances at Qin Wuhun's shapely back when no one was looking. Whenever he tried to get closer, Qin Wuming would opportunely approach, either pulling his sister to look at jewelry or suggesting they try some newly opened pastry shop.
Finally, in a silk shop, Qin Wuhun was drawn to a pale purple brocade robe and turned to head towards the fitting room. Qin Wuming, on the other hand, was attracted to a white long dress, which gave Qin Tian a perfect opportunity.
Qin Tian waited outside the fitting room. After a short while, he heard a slight noise from inside. He gently pushed open the door a crack and saw Qin Wuhun unbuttoning her outer robe.
"Wudao, why are you in?" Qin Wuhun hurriedly covered her chest with her sleeve, her beautiful eyes filled with both surprise and panic.
"Big sister, I've missed you so much." Qin Tian locked the door and pulled Qin Wuhun into his arms. "That girl ruined my mood outside several times, and now I feel terrible."
"No...this is the fitting room..." Qin Wuhun said, but she didn't really resist. Enveloped in Qin Tian's warm embrace, she went limp.
Qin Tian's kisses rained down on her neck and behind her ears, his large hands roaming her smooth back. Qin Wuhun tilted her head back, accepting his passion, a soft whimper escaping her throat.
"Sister, please give yourself to me, okay?" Qin Tian breathed heavily. "Do you know how much I've missed you?"
"No...don't do this..." Qin Wuhun's voice trembled slightly. "Wuming will find out soon..."
"Don't worry, I'll finish quickly." Qin Tian's lips moved downwards, reaching her chest. Through the thin undergarment, he could clearly feel the amazing elasticity.
Just as Qin Tian was about to take things further, Qin Wuming's voice suddenly called out "Sister!" from outside. Qin Wuhun snapped out of her daze and forcefully pushed Qin Tian away.
"Alright, let's go out quickly." She hurriedly straightened her clothes, her heart still pounding. "Don't arouse Wuming's suspicion."
Qin Tian reluctantly stole a kiss on Qin Wuhun's lips before leaving the fitting room. Looking at Qin Wuhun's flushed face, he couldn't help but marvel at her charm.
At that moment, Qin Wuming, now dressed in a flowing white dress, jumped out, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
Qin Tian gave Qin Wuming a somewhat resentful look. He was now certain that this was all intentional. It seemed that if he wanted to get intimate with Qin Wuhun, he would have to get rid of this little girl first.
The three continued shopping. Just as Qin Wuhun was captivated, Qin Tian pulled Qin Wuming into a nearby alley.
In the dimly lit alley, Qin Tian twisted Qin Wuming's arms behind her back, pinning her against the wall.
"Big brother... what are you doing..." Qin Wuming feigned panic, but her voice held a hint of anticipation, "I'm your future sister-in-law..."
"Hmph, you think I don't know what you're thinking?" Qin Tian sneered, pinching her chin. "You're deliberately ruining my and your sister's plans just to get my attention, aren't you?"
Qin Wuming twisted her body, trying to break free, but this movement only caused her breasts to rub against Qin Tian's chest. Through the thin fabric of her clothes, he could feel the two nipples on her chest hardening from the friction.
"No... I didn't..." Qin Wuming blushed as she tried to explain, but her breathing had already become rapid.
"Still lying?" Qin Tian's large hand unceremoniously covered her breasts. "Since that's the case, then I'll properly 'satisfy' you today."
"Ah...no..." Qin Wuming let out a soft moan, but her body pressed against Qin Tian's chest.
"Look at you, you're already soaking wet down there." Qin Tian's other hand slipped under her skirt, gently pressing through her already damp underpants. "You've been thinking about me a lot while masturbating, haven't you?"
"Big brother...please don't say that..." Qin Wuming was so ashamed she was about to cry, but her body's reaction was honest; her groin was becoming increasingly wet.
Qin Tian lowered his head and kissed her cherry lips, his tongue easily conquering her mouth. Qin Wuming initially tried to resist, but quickly succumbed to the deep kiss, even actively extending her tongue to entwine with his.
"Um...Big brother...I was wrong...I shouldn't have done that...But when I saw you and sister being affectionate, I...I got so jealous...I'm no less than sister..." Qin Wuming stammered, catching his breath.
"What did you do wrong?" Qin Tian asked, increasing the pressure of his caresses. "Was it because you shouldn't have interrupted my intimacy with your sister, or because you shouldn't have had these wicked thoughts about me?"
"Both...both..." Qin Wuming's legs went weak, and she almost clung to Qin Tian. "Big brother...I can't take it anymore..."
"Can't take it already?" Qin Tian's voice was low and dangerous. "We've only just begun..."
"But now's not the time." Qin Tian suddenly stopped, a wicked smile on his face. "If we lose track of your sister, she'll definitely become suspicious."
"You...you bad person..." Qin Wuming bit her lip, her eyes reddening, looking utterly wronged. She understood Qin Tian's meaning; he wanted to keep her hanging on, making her completely dependent on him.
Qin Tian released his grip, straightened her clothes, and whispered in her ear, "Be good when we get back, or next time it won't end so easily."
Qin Tian could easily see through Qin Wuming's little scheme, but the thought of having the future second ancestor of the Qin family so easily manipulated filled him with a strange excitement.
Back on the street, Qin Wuhun was standing in front of a spice shop, captivated by the unique aromas of various spices, completely oblivious to the strange behavior of her younger sister behind her.
"Sister, this spice smells so good! What's it called?" Qin Wuming, suppressing the surging desire within her, took Qin Wuhun's arm, pretending to be nonchalant. But only she knew that the heat beneath her skirt hadn't subsided, and every step was agonizing.
The three chatted and laughed, each lost in their own thoughts, until late into the night, their storage rings already overflowing with items.
As night deepened, the moon rose high above the willow trees after their stroll. They sat down in a quiet pavilion. Qin Wuhun removed her veil, revealing a slightly weary face. Qin Wuming remained silent, obediently following her sister, no longer daring to act as mischievously as she had during the day.
"Big sister, are you tired from shopping?" Qin Tian asked. Having sealed their cultivation, they were now no different from ordinary mortals, and naturally a little tired after shopping for so long.
Before Qin Wuhun could answer, Qin Tian had already pulled her into his arms. "If you're tired, big sister, I'll help you." His large hand tightly gripped Qin Wuhun's slender waist, making her lean against him.
"No... Wudao... this isn't right..." Qin Wuhun struggled a few times, but quickly gave up resisting in Qin Tian's warm, strong embrace. She could feel the man's burning body heat and strong heartbeat behind her, involuntarily recalling the feeling of being touched by him in the alley that afternoon.
Qin Wuming watched this scene, her heart filled with mixed emotions. She deliberately raised her voice and said, "Sister, I'll go look around over there first. You guys take your time." Without waiting for a reply, she quickly left.
Qin Wuhun glanced back at her sister's retreating figure, then looked at Qin Tian suspiciously. "Did you do something to her? Her behavior today was a bit unusual."
"What could I do?" Qin Tian leaned close to her ear, his breath brushing against her sensitive earlobe. "Big sister, are you jealous?"
"I didn't," Qin Wuhun retorted softly, but subconsciously leaned back. "I was just worried about her...it's not hard to guess what she's thinking, but you...sigh..."
"Don't worry, she's fine. I'll handle it." Qin Tian's large hand gently caressed her waist. "But big sister, you seem troubled. Should I help you ease your mind?"
"Who...who needs your help?" Qin Wuhun's voice trailed off, her neck flushing crimson. "And this is in the street..."
"It's alright, as long as big sister doesn't say anything." Qin Tian's other hand had already quietly slipped inside her clothes.
Qin Wuhun's eyes widened suddenly, and she hurriedly pressed down on the large, mischievous hand: "No...it's too crowded here..."
"Big sister, those jewelry pieces over there look quite nice. I'll buy you a few." Qin Tian's playful nature was aroused, and he actually led Qin Wuhun to a jewelry shop. Qin Tian smiled and told Qin Wuhun to choose one herself, but his large hands were wantonly kneading her sensitive areas. Qin Wuhun suppressed her embarrassment and glared fiercely at Qin Tian, but at this moment, the shop owner started talking to her, introducing her to the jewelry.
"Miss, you have excellent taste! This style is the latest this year..." the shop owner greeted her enthusiastically.
Qin Wuhun forced a smile, her gaze sweeping over the jewelry on the counter. Her attention was completely unable to concentrate, because Qin Tian's devilish hands were shamelessly kneading and playing with her breasts. She could feel her breasts becoming harder under the rough caresses, her nipples rubbing against the rough fabric through the thin clothes, bringing waves of tingling pleasure. "Miss, this beaded flower suits your temperament perfectly…" The proprietress picked up an exquisite beaded flower and handed it to Qin Wuhun.
"Th…thank you…" Qin Wuhun struggled to maintain her composure, her voice unusually soft and seductive due to the heat emanating from her body. She could feel her lower body was already soaked; thankfully, her skirt covered her, preventing an embarrassing moment.
Qin Tian observed her predicament with great interest, his thumb deliberately scraping against her clitoris through her underwear, almost causing Qin Wuhun to cry out.
"These jade earrings are also very nice…" the proprietress continued her enthusiastic introduction.
Qin Wuhun had to squeeze her legs tightly together to prevent the shameful fluid from flowing down her thighs. Her nails dug deeply into her palms to stay awake, but Qin Tian's actions became increasingly audacious, even reaching inside her undergarments.
"Miss…what do you think, Miss?" The proprietress asked, somewhat puzzled, seeing that Qin Wuhun hadn't responded for a while. "It's...it's alright..." Qin Wuhun suppressed her pleasure, trying to make her voice sound normal. She glared at Qin Tian resentfully, but to outsiders it was just a playful exchange between husband and wife.
"Would you like to try this golden phoenix hairpin?" The shopkeeper brought out another piece of jewelry.
Just then, Qin Tian's fingers suddenly pinched her nipple hard. Qin Wuhun almost lost her balance and had to hold onto the edge of the counter. She could feel her body trembling uncontrollably, waves of pleasure washing over her.
"No...no need to try it..." Qin Wuhun practically gritted her teeth as she uttered these words, afraid that her words would reveal her true feelings. She cursed Qin Tian inwardly, yet had to admit that being treated like this by him was incredibly stimulating.
Seeing that he had had enough, Qin Tian had the shopkeeper pack up everything he had introduced. After paying, Qin Tian carried Qin Wuhun by the waist and left.
"You...you've gone too far..." After walking a distance from the shop, Qin Wuhun finally found an opportunity to scold her. Her cheeks were still flushed, and her breathing was still uneven; she was clearly still immersed in the excitement of what had just happened.
"Is Big Sister shy?" Qin Tian leaned close to her ear and chuckled, "You clearly enjoyed it, didn't you? I can feel you're all wet down there..."
"You still dare to say that!" Qin Wuhun raised her hand to hit him, but Qin Tian easily caught it.
"Big Sister, don't be angry." Qin Tian took her delicate fingers and kissed them lightly. "This was all to make you happy. Look, I bought so much jewelry; it'll be enough for you to dress up for ten days to half a month."
"But it can't...it can't be in a place like this..." Qin Wuhun couldn't finish her sentence. The thought of what had just happened filled her with unbearable shame. The eldest daughter of the Qin clan, always so dignified and elegant in front of outsiders, had been so humiliated in the street. If it weren't for her pride, she would have wanted to disappear into the ground. "What? Doesn't eldest sister like it?" Qin Tian feigned innocence. "I remember you were trembling just now."
"You...you're simply..." Qin Wuhun was both ashamed and angry, unsure what to do. As the eldest sister, she had always been admired by everyone; she had never been mocked like this before. And the other person was her most beloved younger brother, making it difficult for her to truly be angry.
"Alright, alright, it was my fault." Seeing that she was truly angry, Qin Tian quickly admitted his mistake. "Next time, I promise I'll listen to you, big sister, and won't do it again."
Qin Wuhun's expression softened slightly, but she still said sternly, "If there's a next time, I'll tell your grandfather, and have Grandpa Yuanshou lock you up."
"That won't do." Qin Tian immediately hugged her waist. "How can I live without seeing big sister?"
"Smooth talker." Qin Wuhun gently slapped him, ultimately unable to do anything with him. "Don't do that again; it's so embarrassing if word gets out."
Just then, Qin Wuming suddenly appeared not far away: "Sister, I'm a little tired. Let's go back first."
Qin Wuhun hurriedly pushed Qin Tian away: "Okay... then let's go back." She didn't dare look into her sister's eyes, afraid of revealing her current state.
The three returned to the Qin clan. In front of Qin Wuhun's courtyard, Qin Wuhun said softly, "You should all rest early too."
Qin Tian stepped forward, trapping her between himself and the wall. "Don't you want to reward me, eldest sister? After all, I've spent so much time with you today."
Qin Wuhun looked up at him, her eyes filled with shyness and helplessness. Knowing she couldn't escape, she gently tiptoed and planted a kiss on Qin Tian's lips.
But Qin Tian wasn't satisfied with that. He grabbed the back of Qin Wuhun's head, deepening the kiss. Unlike the previous fleeting touches, this time their lips and tongues intertwined, exchanging breaths. Qin Wuhun's breath hitched, her cheeks flushed, and she could barely stand.
Finally ending the long kiss, Qin Wuhun, panting, glared at him, yet her gaze held endless allure: "Satisfied?"
"How could I be satisfied?" Qin Tian chuckled mischievously, breathing into her ear. "This is just a prepayment."
"You...you're getting bolder and bolder..." Qin Wuhun was both embarrassed and annoyed, but helpless against him. She hurriedly turned and went into the courtyard, leaving Qin Tian alone to savor the sweetness of the moment.
Under the night sky, Qin Wuming watched her sister being kissed by her older brother, a pang of jealousy rising in her heart. She feigned exhaustion and said, "I'm going back too."
But Qin Tian grabbed her slender wrist, and to Qin Wuming's surprise, supported her lower back with his other hand, lifting her up in a swift motion.
"Big brother... what are you doing?" Qin Wuming instinctively wrapped her arms around Qin Tian's neck, her voice trembling with panic. Before she could react, Qin Tian's lips were already on hers.
This was a kiss different from the one he had given his sister; it carried a punitive, aggressive edge. Qin Tian forcefully pried open her teeth, his tongue plunging deep into her sweet mouth, swirling and churning. His large hands were no longer still, slowly moving upwards from her waist, finally covering her still-developing breasts.
"Mmm... big brother... no..." Qin Wuming let out a soft moan, her body gradually going limp under Qin Tian's caresses. She had never experienced such an intense kiss; shame and pleasure intertwined, blurring her reason.
Qin Tian slowed his movements, savoring the youthful sweetness of the little beauty in his arms. He could feel Qin Wuming's body trembling slightly, even her two small nipples hardening.
After a long while, Qin Tian reluctantly released her.
Qin Wuming's face was flushed, even her ears were pink. She glared at Qin Tian, panting, with glistening tears still clinging to the corners of her eyes.
"This is your reward," Qin Tian said affectionately, patting her head. "You were so good today, not bothering me and your sister."
"Who...who wanted your reward..." Qin Wuming denied it, but her face revealed undisguised joy. She pushed Qin Tian away and ran quickly back to the courtyard, but the sweet smile on her lips couldn't be hidden the moment she turned around.
Under the moonlight, Qin Tian gazed in the direction Qin Wuming had disappeared, chuckling softly, "This is going to be interesting."
Time seemed to stand still, as if the years had suddenly calmed. Every morning, Qin Tian would wake gently to a soft, tingling sensation, and be greeted by Jing Chen's stunningly beautiful face. She was tenderly tidying his disheveled clothes, her full breasts swaying gently with her movements.
"Master is awake," Jing Chen said softly, her slender fingers lightly stroking his brow. "Are you going to see Eldest Sister today, or will you stay in the room and let Jing Chen continue to serve you?"
"No, I'll go see Eldest Sister today."
"Master, your clothes are ready." Jing Chen knelt on the ground, carefully fastening Qin Tian's belt. Her naked body was still flushed, the traces of last night's lovemaking clearly visible.