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🕑 Added 2025-08-23 19:17:23 +0000 UTCRecord of the Enchanting Mother and Beautiful Wife (The World's Number One Beautiful Mother Sword Immortal) Chapter 54
"Bang!"
Wang Zheng grunted, his body sent flying backward by my punch, slamming hard into the stone wall at the edge of the training ground. The wall cracked, dust falling in streams, all testifying to my fury.
His chest heaved violently, a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes showed a bit of helplessness and innocence.
I ignored the meaning in his eyes, coldly spitting out a few words: "Come here, continue."
Wang Zheng moved his body, his shoulder twitching slightly, a hint of pain on his face, but he still gritted his teeth and charged at me.
His figure was like a tiger descending a mountain, his right palm wrapped in brute force, bringing a gust of wind as it struck toward my chest, fierce and determined, as if to turn the tables.
I raised my arm to block, "Pa..."
The crisp sound of palm and arm colliding seemed to carry the magic of memory, drilling into my ears and instantly pulling me back to the training ground at night.
Mother's high, perky buttocks were like a full, ripe white peach. Under Wang Zheng's hard slap, the same "pa" sound rang out, crisp and lewd, and the red mark made that white peach look even more mature and juicy. As the flesh rippled, her body gently swayed, her naturally drooping huge breasts almost touching the ground.
Faintly, I seemed to hear the green pendant on her nipple ring hitting the floor, making a "ding ding" sound, like a lewd bell piercing the night, drilling straight into my heart.
"Ah ha ah ha" Soft and satisfied moans echoed gently. I saw Mother glance back at Wang Zheng, her eyes shimmering as if to say "more."
I spun, using Qinghong to quickly circle to Wang Zheng's side, then kicked hard at his thigh, the force making him lose his balance and stagger.
Taking advantage, I kicked at the back of his knee, forcing him to stumble forward, then quickly stepped up and drove my knee into his face.
"Bang!"
My knee collided with his cheek, making a dull sound. Damn, the bones of these barbarians are really tough!
I gritted my teeth, enduring the pain shooting up my knee, and looked down at Wang Zheng.
His face was swollen and red, his left cheek puffed up, blood smeared at the corners of his mouth, looking utterly miserable.
Seeing him like this, my anger finally subsided a little. Wang Zheng clutched his face, hissing in pain, but forced out a sentence: "Young Master Lin... it was Mistress..."
His voice was aggrieved, as if trying to clear himself of blame.
Of course, I knew it was all Mother's doing, but the scenes from last night kept replaying in my mind: Wang Zheng gripping that strange, cone-shaped cock of his, slapping it hard across Mother's face as she knelt before him. The crisp slapping sound felt as if it were landing on my own heart.
Head raised, eyes closed, the corners of her mouth curled in a smile that was Mother, anticipating the next round. "Pa! Pa!"
After two slaps, moans spilled from her throat, as if joy erupted from the depths of her soul, blossoming under the moonlight like a poisonous flower, intoxicating me to the point of breathlessness...
I took a deep breath, pulled a Longevity Pill from my pocket and tossed it to Wang Zheng, then turned and left the training ground. The ring had indeed been taken by Mother last night, claiming it was to keep it from disturbing my sleep. But she hadn't returned it, saying she was afraid of losing it. She'd played with it that night without wearing clothes, so she just wore it herself, and then couldn't get it off.
I returned to Mother's room. Old Hao was still absent. Seeing Mother still asleep, I walked to the bed and covered her up.
As soon as I finished, Mother, eyes still closed, stretched and made a sound...
"Mmm~~~!!!"
Then she opened her eyes and saw me. "Baby... good morning."
As Mother gradually woke, I could feel satisfaction and happiness in her eyes, but it quickly turned to the shyness of having her deepest secret discovered, and then to concealment. "Aiya, stop looking, stop looking," she said, pulling the blanket over her face, legs kicking under the covers. I opened my mouth, not knowing where to start. Since coming to this world, whether with the senior brothers or Old Hao, she had always been the initiator, the guide. "Mom... is it because of that Enchanting Beast Technique?"
I couldn't help but feel a bit unwilling, trying to ask what little I could.
Mother's movements under the blanket stopped. A few seconds later, she pulled the blanket down and said:
"Mm... mm, it's that damned technique."
From her darting eyes, I knew she was lying. Fine, let her lie. I know that when people are in the throes of passion, they often do things far beyond their usual reason. Just like that time in the inn, when Mother, in a moment of passion, told me she'd gotten her nipples pierced when she was young, and said there were other secrets, but never mentioned them again afterward.
It was only yesterday that I suddenly brought it up...
If I'd been ruthless yesterday, maybe...
Seeing her now, with her last secret exposed by me, she actually seemed embarrassed, because she was now "rational" and "clear-headed."
In my view, Mother's kink is different from pure physical relationships. If you break it down, it's roughly:
Physical
Emotional
Spiritual
Of these three, the first two me, Old Hao, the two senior brothers, or even Wang Zheng can all satisfy her...
But on the spiritual level...
I love her, Old Hao loves her, the senior brothers love her too, so we would never, could never, and Wang Zheng became the one Mother chose. Sigh...
Mother saw I wasn't talking, and reached a hand from under the blanket to hold mine. "Son, what are you thinking?"
I didn't answer. Instead, I lifted the blanket off her. "You little rascal, what are you doing?"
"Let me see your butt..."
"Oh..."
Mother didn't resist or refuse, obediently turning over and lying on her side, back to me, but twisting her head to look at her own butt.
Under the phoenix tattoo, her two big white buttocks were intact; yesterday's marks had disappeared. "Hehe, see, nothing happened..." Mother said, grabbing her own butt, making the jiggling flesh turn slightly red.
"You little rascal, what are you thinking? You've been distracted all this time."
"...Nothing."
"Hmph..." Mother turned over, grabbed my arm, and pulled me under the covers. "You came out of my belly, just look at your silly face..."
I slid under the covers, hugged her waist, and my hand soon slid to the butt she'd just pinched. The feel made me squeeze it again. "Mom... you used to..."
Maybe she'd thought it through, or maybe she saw my mindset had changed. Before I could finish, Mother spoke directly, "It was your dad."
For some reason, hearing Mother say it was my father who had already passed away on Earth made me feel less stifled. "So you two..."
"He was the S, I was the M."
I swallowed, still thinking how to ask next. Mother, seeing my silence, maybe thought I hadn't understood, or maybe this topic had been bottled up in her heart for too long and she wanted to share. "That is, he was my master, I was his..."
Hearing the word "master"... I looked into Mother's eyes, only to see her big eyes staring right back at me. "Hehe... I was his... slutty bitch wife~"
Ugh...
No saliva to swallow, that was my state. I thought, if I hadn't transmigrated, if there hadn't been that technique, the ring, and all those things, I might never have known about my parents' affairs at least, never heard it from Mother's mouth.
Now I could feel my breath growing hotter, and even more heat in front of me, in my arms.
"Baby... you know..."
"..."
"You look a lot like your dad when he was young..."
