In the secluded branch pavilion, like a paradise beyond the mortal world, night enveloped the earth. The lights in the pavilions quietly extinguished, and the vast branch pavilion fell into a deep silence.
Deep within the branch pavilion, in a dark red pavilion, two beauties as lovely as flowers were enacting a passionate scene of false phoenixes and illusory unions. Their swollen, tender private parts collided fiercely, the lewd slapping sounds unceasing, accompanied by waves of beautiful moans drifting through the room.
At the same time, in a remote pavilion at the northwest corner of the branch pavilion, a man and a woman were also performing the most primal act of human pleasure.
By the dim candlelight, a stunning woman with a flushed face and helpless, dazed eyes lay disheveled on the bed, her lower half exposed to the air, her small hands gripping the once-neat bedding into creases.
At this moment, her pearly teeth lightly bit her red lips, fragrant sweat beaded on her forehead, as if she were enduring great pain.
Between her tender white legs lay a young man, his head nuzzling incessantly against her private parts. His lower half was also naked, an unusually thick and long member hanging between his thighs, its fierce glans pressing firmly against the bedding, the secreted fluid already soaking a patch of the sheets.
He strained to thrust his body, craving the pleasure from the friction between his glans and the bedding.
In the enchanting moonlit night, within the desire-filled room, the young man, only in his teens, had finally made substantial progress with the immortal maiden he had dreamed of day and night.
He lay between Chu Qingyi's legs, only his disheveled head visible.
Before him was a sight that could drive any man in the world to madness.
Her engorged private parts slightly parted, the pink, clam-like labia glistening with transparent saliva, a sweet, intoxicating nectar seeping from the fleshy crevice.
A rich fragrance filled the enclosed space. Watching the fragrant nectar trickle down from the entrance of her little cave, he greedily kissed it, licking up every drop into his mouth.
The intense aroma spread in his mouth; he had never tasted such sweet feminine nectar before.
"Mother, the fluid from your lewd cave is so sweet! I've never tasted such delicious nectar!" Li Xuan spoke passionately, his words filled with lust. Seeing more transparent fluid seeping from within her labia, he once again pressed his mouth against them, his tongue gently licking along the fleshy crevice before moving downward like a scrubber, cleaning away the flowing lewd fluid.
"Mmm... ah!"
Chu Qingyi moaned, utterly conquered by pleasure, unable to muster even a hint of resistance. Her attention was entirely focused on the private place being invaded by a tongue. The muscles of her pink buttocks and both legs were fully engaged, tightly clamping Li Xuan's head between them, along with that wildly licking tongue.
An indescribably tingling pleasure surged from her most intimate area. Having already climaxed twice, her desire was once again stirred uncontrollably. She thrust her hips forward, craving deeper penetration from the tongue.
"My son adores your wanton hole!" Li Xuan's tongue trailed downward, delving into the irresistibly tempting crevice between her buttocks. His slick tongue tip thoroughly savored every inch of the flesh on both sides, even licking clean the sweet nectar that had trickled into the seam.
He desperately pushed his head deeper into the fleshy cleft, his inexperienced tongue writhing like a nimble little snake, probing toward the uncharted depths of her buttocks.
The alluring fragrance grew even more intense, and his tongue seemed to touch a wrinkled, recessed groove.
"Ah!"
The moment his tongue tip lightly brushed against that groove, Chu Qingyi beneath him let out an unbearable moan. Her heavenly voice further stimulated Li Xuan, causing his already swollen member to grow even larger. The massive glans, round like a duck egg, pressed against the bed, bending into a curved arch.
He twisted his hips restlessly, seeking pleasure from the friction against the mattress.
His tongue gradually delved deeper toward her budding anus, giving a firm lick right at the center of the wrinkled area.
The untouched bud contracted sharply, causing her delicate body to tremble uncontrollably. Her sphincter clenched with all its might, tightly gripping Li Xuan's head.
"Ah! No... don't..." Chu Qingyi's cheeks burned as if on fire, desperately trying to stop the unwelcome intruder.
Yet her slick, honeyed passage betrayed her, reacting with an itch and a gush of sweet fluid. As that tongue continued to play with her anus, her entrance convulsed uncontrollably. The tender, pink flesh of her inner walls contracted slightly, and the opening pressed right against the tip of Li Xuan's nose. Every breath from his nostrils sprayed directly inside, the hot air carrying a powerful impact that seemed to strike straight to her core, each wave hitting her very heart, making her unable to resist.
"Ah..." With another moan, she was pushed into another small climax.
Her damp little passage was filled with fluid, and her trembling body felt weak and limp. Under the relentless assault of pleasure, Chu Qingyi seemed to have lost herself completely, utterly submerged in the tide of passion.
"Mother, your asshole is so tight, and your wanton hole is so tight too. My son really wants to thrust inside!" Li Xuan frantically kneaded her pink buttocks while lifting them forcefully, allowing his tongue to delve even deeper.
The explicit, vulgar words pierced her ears. Having never heard such lewd and wanton language before, Chu Qingyi felt both stimulated and a sense of disgust.
In the past, she had been exceptionally gifted and powerful, her outstanding beauty and extraordinary celestial abilities earning her recognition throughout the Celestial Master's Mansion. Revered as the "Ethereal Grace Immortal," the gazes that lingered upon her were filled with admiration, praise, astonishment, and envy. Yet, never had anyone dared to utter such disrespectful words in her presence—especially the phrases "asshole" and "cunt." They pierced her heart like sharp thorns. In her eyes, only those fallen women who lingered in the brothels and pleasure quarters were branded with such titles. And what of her? She was the Ethereal Grace Immortal, revered by all—how could she be defiled in such a manner?!
Looking at what was happening now, her most private parts, which had never been exposed to a man, were being wantonly played with by Li Xuan's foul tongue. This filled her with even greater shame and anger, but her body, consumed by desire, had long since grown weak and powerless, unable to muster even the slightest resistance. All she could do was clamp her legs tightly around his head, trying to stop this indecent act from continuing.
From the first time Li Xuan had made intimate contact with her—when her delicate, jade-like feet were held and toyed with in his hands—to the moment he exposed his erect member before her, stroking it as if no one else was there, to the time she found herself uncontrollably caressing it under his command, to that rainy night when his member and her entrance had brushed against each other, and now, today, when both her entrance and her rosebud had fallen entirely into his mouth, thoroughly and precisely devoured by him—her boundaries had been breached step by step, and the door to her innermost desires had gradually been opened.
Even now, every time she saw Li Xuan, the image that flashed in her mind was that member that had brought her countless waves of pleasure, along with the faint, restless heat and itch that stirred in her lower body. It made her forget, in spite of herself, that the young man currently buried between her legs, savoring the taste of her most intimate parts, was, in name, her adopted son.
Yes, this person was her adopted son! Even if not by blood, he was still her son!
Suddenly, the image of Li Ye flashed before her eyes, smiling as he gazed at her.
No! She could not continue like this any longer!
A tangled surge of guilt, shame, sorrow, and a host of other complex emotions welled up within her. Her heart felt as if a bottle of mixed flavors had been overturned. If Li Ye were to discover that she had engaged in such an immoral act with his son, given his nature—torn between his beloved wife and the son who had once saved his life—the simultaneous betrayal of the two most precious people in his world would surely plunge him into a swamp of grief, from which he might never emerge.
And what about her?
She didn't know when she had first fallen into Li Xuan's clutches, but through repeated deliberate approaches and provocations, she had finally succumbed, becoming a plaything of desire. She had even gone from knowing little about the pleasures between men and women to now harboring a fierce longing for them.
She had never imagined that the woman now lost in lust was no longer the cool, saintly Qingyi Immortal of the past, but rather a woman who had betrayed her husband and committed acts that defied morality. How could she face her husband? How could she face the members of the Celestial Master's Mansion, who still respectfully addressed her as Qingyi Immortal?!
Suddenly awakened to this reality, Chu Qingyi was seized by panic. Her beautiful eyes glistened with scattered tears, while the tingling sensation continued to spread from between her legs. Struggling against the desire that threatened to devour her reason, she silently recited the Heart-Cleansing Mantra.
"No, stop... stop it!" Summoning a sliver of strength, she forced herself to struggle backward, her damp private parts finally escaping the frenzied licking of that tongue.
Her voice carried a trace of immortal aura, and the ethereal sound of her words struck Li Xuan's ears, causing him to freeze in place, momentarily forgetting his next move.
"Stop! That's enough for today!" Chu Qingyi shouted sternly. As clarity returned to her, the flush on her delicate face gradually faded, and the haze in her eyes was slowly replaced by reason.
Li Xuan remained rigidly in place, his buttocks raised high, his thick, long member hanging between his legs. He lay sprawled on the bed like a toad, his head deeply lowered, his tongue still stretched forward as if straining to reach her.
He could not understand why Chu Qingyi, who had just been panting and moaning moments ago, had now turned cold and heartless as if she were a different person. The flush of passion had vanished from her face, and her beautiful eyes even shimmered with tears.
"Qing... Mother, what's wrong? I know you enjoyed it too. Please don't reject me, alright?" As soon as the words left his mouth, Li Xuan once again grasped her slender calf, his slick tongue gently licking her fair knee, looking every bit like a groveling stray dog.
He had thought that as long as he stirred her desire, he could do as he pleased—kiss her delicate entrance again, perhaps even go further, thrusting his rigid member into her tight passage and ravaging her mercilessly!
"I said... that's enough!"
Just as Li Xuan was lost in his lewd fantasies, Chu Qingyi kicked him away, her tear-filled eyes reddened, her entire being radiating a terrifying ferocity.
Even if Li Xuan was utterly confused by the situation, he could hear the steel in her tone. Hastily agreeing, he didn't even have time to pull up his pants before stumbling out of the room.
The flesh between his legs, now thoroughly frightened, hung limp and flaccid, swaying left and right with his hurried steps like an ugly, writhing serpent in a tangled, dark forest. The two orbs at its base, encased in wrinkled, thin skin, slapped against his thighs with every movement.
His filthy, coarse trousers tangled around his ankles, making his escape look utterly ridiculous. Yet, not daring to defy Chu Qingyi's command, he could only flee in disgrace.
As he hurried down the stairs, his foot slipped. With his legs still bound by his pants, he couldn't steady himself. A pitiful cry of "Aiyo!" echoed, followed by a series of thuds as the unfortunate Li Xuan tumbled down the stairs like a ball, landing on the grass below.
To make matters worse, his already tattered coarse clothes now bore several new holes the size of eggs from the friction with the stairs. He stared at the fresh tears in the fabric, heartbroken and on the verge of tears.
"Damn these stairs! They nearly killed me!" Li Xuan groaned, his entire body aching. But after letting out a single cry, he quickly covered his mouth, his eyes darting upward with lingering fear, terrified that Chu Qingyi on the second floor might hear him and unleash her wrath again.
It was deep into the night, the surroundings pitch black. Only the faint glow of the grass beneath him offered any light, but under the cover of darkness, it took on an eerie, unsettling aura. Li Xuan didn't dare make a sound, using both hands and feet to pull up his grass-stained pants before scrambling back to his attic in a clumsy, frantic rush.
All these noises reached Chu Qingyi's ears, but none captured her attention.
She sat slumped on the disheveled bed, utterly despondent. The air still carried the strong, pungent scent of musk mixed with the sweet fragrance of nectar—a peculiar blend of lust and desire.
In the past, such a smell would have made her blush, her heart racing and her mind wandering. But now, it only filled her with overwhelming disgust. Her stomach churned violently, and a powerful urge to vomit surged within her.
Instinctively holding her breath, she fought back the nausea. With a flicker of her will, she summoned her immortal arts, purifying the revolting odor from the air.
Her lower body remained slick and wet, with honeyed juices smeared everywhere. Her pubic hair, labia, moist entrance, and the crevice between her buttocks were all sticky and damp. Even her beautiful legs were coated with a filthy, viscous fluid—the semen Li Xuan had released earlier.
Moreover, her delicate buttocks, intimate folds, and jade-like feet had all been defiled by that foul-smelling tongue, leaving behind disgusting trails of saliva.
Suddenly, she realized it wasn't just the scent in the air—her entire body was permeated with Li Xuan's distinct odor.
A wave of irritation washed over her. With a slight movement of her fingertips, she cast another immortal technique. Instantly, her soiled garments were restored to pristine condition, and all traces of passion vanished from her body.
Yet, even after this, she felt it wasn't enough. With a thought, she summoned a bathtub from her spatial storage ring into the room. A gentle wave of her hand filled it with steaming hot water, its surface rippling softly.
She lifted her slender, graceful leg and stepped into the tub.
Distracted and unsettled, she didn't even bother to remove her dress, submerging herself entirely in the steam-filled water until only her neck and above remained exposed.
The warm water enveloped her body, her pores opening under the heat's influence. Gradually, she relaxed, allowing the buoyancy of the water to support her delicate, boneless frame. The earlier agitation seemed to dissipate in that moment.
But whenever she closed her eyes, images flooded her mind—Li Xuan crouched between her legs, his head thrusting desperately against her private parts, his foul tongue slithering like a loach, wildly licking her sensitive core.
At the thought, her lower body seemed to stir once more, a restless, throbbing sensation.
She shook her head vigorously, trying to cast these visions from her mind.
Yet, like parasites burrowing into bone, these scenes had left deep imprints in her very marrow. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't rid herself of them.
Overwhelmed by frustration, she took a deep breath and plunged her head beneath the water's surface, leaving only occasional bubbles that rose and popped softly.
Minutes later, dizziness began to cloud her mind. Underwater and deprived of oxygen, Chu Qingyi tightly shut her beautiful eyes. Small bubbles escaped her lips, floating upward and creating faint ripples.
Splash!
The water churned violently, overflowing the tub and splashing across the floor.
Just as her consciousness teetered on the edge of fading, she hurriedly surfaced, gasping for air.
Her long, ink-black hair clung wetly to her waist. Droplets rolled from her forehead, tracing paths down her exquisite cheeks, slender neck, alluring collarbone, and the curves of her full breasts before merging back into the water, stirring tiny splashes.
Now, her chest heaved intensely, mirroring the turbulence of her thoughts.
In those moments underwater, deprived of breath, her consciousness had grown exceptionally clear. Scenes from the past flashed through her mind, each moment spent with Li Xuan becoming vividly sharp.
Finally, appearing in her memory was Li Ye—his face gentle with a tender smile.
Whenever she recalled his affectionate gaze and his strong, warm embrace, her heart clenched painfully, as if an invisible hand were squeezing it tightly, leaving her breathless with ache.
She knew she couldn't continue down this path of mistakes. Resolute, she made up her mind: upon returning, she would swiftly assist Li Ye in breaking through to the Yin-Yang Convergence realm. She already possessed two Yin-Yang Pills in her possession; when the time came, his breakthrough would flow as naturally as water finding its course.
Moreover, her strength had fully recovered and even improved significantly, so there was no longer any need to recuperate at home. Accompanying him to capture demons would also serve as a good way to consolidate her immortal energy.
Most importantly, this way she wouldn't have to face Li Xuan all day, and those ambiguous scenes from the past would never happen again.
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