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🕑 Added 2025-08-16 21:37:33 +0000 UTCRecord of the Enchanting Mother and Beautiful Wife (The World’s Number One Beautiful Mother Sword Immortal) Chapter 42
Night had fallen. Just as I was about to enter the city, the energy fluctuations from the ring grew stronger, as if warning me of an impending major event. My heart pounded, and I spurred my horse, eager to reach Tianxiang House as soon as possible.
At that moment, the scene unfolded in my mind the situation inside Tianxiang House playing out like a drama.
Mother descended the stairs, with Old Hao and Lingxi following behind. Mother wore a plain white long dress, the hem trailing on the ground, covering her beautiful legs in black silk stockings and jade high heels. Outwardly, she was dignified and proper, like a celestial maiden from the divine realm. Her steps were graceful, her waist swaying lightly, and beneath her veil, the corners of her lips curled in a sly smile.
The hall downstairs was already packed with guests. The lights were bright, the noise gradually subsided, and all eyes focused on her. Old Hao’s expression had returned to normal, though a hidden excitement flickered in his eyes. Lingxi’s face was obviously flushed, clearly looking forward to Mother’s performance tonight.
Mother stood center stage, smoothing her skirt in preparation. Her hands rose gracefully, as if about to dance. Candlelight cast her silhouette in elegant relief. The audience was unusually quiet, everyone holding their breath, awaiting the familiar pink mist and the erotic transformation. Last night’s glowing erotic dance had haunted everyone’s dreams what surprise would tonight bring?
At that moment, the main doors burst open with a bang, shattering the strange silence. A group of people strode in, imposing and fierce, their robes embroidered with the Longevity Sect’s insignia. The leader was thin, his face wicked, striding into the hall and looking toward Old Hao as he shouted:
“Big Brother!”
Old Hao Ye Wuhui whipped around, his face changing, a flash of surprise in his eyes. The newcomer was none other than Ye Wuhen, his younger brother, followed by a group of Longevity Sect members, each exuding a fierce aura and considerable cultivation. More alarming was the one-armed, black-robed elder with a sinister face and knife-like gaze Second Uncle Ye Canglan, the Longevity Sect’s deputy sect leader and a Destiny Knowing realm powerhouse.
The hall erupted in whispers, but at the sight of the Longevity Sect’s insignia, all complaints turned to fear no one dared raise their voice. The Longevity Sect’s reputation was known to all; who among commoners would provoke them? The madam stood aside, her smile frozen, clearly not expecting this sudden turn.
Lingxi shrank back, hiding behind Old Hao, clutching his sleeve, her eyes wide with terror. The sight of Ye Wuhen seemed to awaken old fears.
Ye Canglan strode forward, laughing loudly, his voice booming:
“Haha, nephew, you certainly have a taste for pleasure! Seeking fun in a brothel if word gets out, the cultivation world will laugh its head off!”
Old Hao’s face turned red, embarrassed beyond words, forcing down his emotions as he muttered:
“What are you doing here?”
Ye Canglan narrowed his eyes, his smile tinged with mockery and coldness, turning to look at Mother on stage:
“I heard a dancer here is impersonating Lin Yurui, leader of one of the top ten sects, seducing and corrupting the reputation of cultivators. As the orthodox pillar of the cultivation world, the Longevity Sect must intervene in such disgraceful matters.”
The hall was in an uproar.
At that moment, I realized Mother’s identity had been exposed! The Longevity Sect had come in force not just to “mind other people’s business,” but clearly for a deeper purpose. My heart tightened, the ring’s energy nearly burning my hand, the mental image in my mind painfully vivid.
Anxious and furious, I drew my sword, stepped onto it, and soared toward Tianxiang House in the capital. The wind howled in my ears, the ring’s energy burning my palm, but the capital was vast, with high buildings and winding streets. I couldn’t reach Tianxiang House immediately and could only watch the scene unfold in my mind, frustration and anger nearly exploding in my chest.
Ye Canglan now stood in the center of the hall, his gaze cold and mocking as he fixed on Mother:
“Who is this on stage? If you are truly Lin Yurui, so be it let us witness the famed number one beautiful sword immortal perform an erotic dance. If not, don’t blame the Longevity Sect for taking you away. Of course, you can finish your performance first wouldn’t want everyone to have come for nothing, right? Hahaha!”
His words stabbed like knives. This old villain wasn’t just exposing Mother’s identity he wanted her to perform her erotic dance in front of everyone, so the world would know the leader of the Azure Sword Sect, the number one beautiful sword immortal, had debased herself in a brothel, utterly destroying her reputation.
What was the real motive? Was it my father Chu Ge’s old grudge with the Longevity Sect, or something more? My thoughts spun, but I had no time to ponder, only wishing my sword would fly faster.
Mother stood on stage, flustered by Ye Canglan’s interrogation. She had only come here in disguise to seek pleasure how had it come to this?
Old Hao, seeing this, grabbed Lingxi and strode toward Mother, saying in a low voice:
“Wife, let’s go!”
He tried to lead the two women away from this place of trouble. But Ye Canglan snorted, flicked his hand, and a whip-like spiritual force lashed out. Old Hao had to release Lingxi and turn to block it. The collision of forces made the candles flicker, and the guests recoiled in fear.
Ye Canglan turned his gaze to Mother, lips curling in a sinister smile:
“What’s the point of a veil?”
With a thought, an invisible force swept out, and Mother’s veil flew off, drifting to the floor.
Mother’s stunning beauty was revealed to all. Her skin was as white as jade in the candlelight, her phoenix eyes commanding, her lips slightly parted, her beauty tinged with shame and anger.
The crowd erupted in gasps:
“Wow, she’s so beautiful! Is this really the number one beautiful sword immortal?”
“Heavens, a fairy descended!”
Guests stared in shock and excitement at the dramatic revelation.
Ye Canglan threw back his head and laughed, his voice thundering:
“So it really is Lin Yurui, leader of the Azure Sword Sect!”
His eyes gleamed with triumph, as if nailing Mother’s shame to the pillar of humiliation.
With his confirmation, the hall was abuzz, whispers surging like a tide:
“It’s really Lin Yurui!”
“The beautiful sword immortal is dancing here this is too much…”
“We really hit the jackpot… To see a sect leader…”
“So the number one beautiful sword immortal is a slut after all,”
“She’s been dancing for two days one more won’t hurt, come on, Sect Leader Lin!”
Some shouted, others echoed, “Right, little lady, if you dance, the Longevity Sect might let you go…”
“Dance sluttier, maybe there’ll be a reward…”
Mother’s face flushed, humiliated and furious, her hands unconsciously clutching her skirt, clearly unprepared for things to spiral this far.
Meanwhile, Ye Wuhen approached Lingxi, a twisted, sick tenderness in his eyes. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her in front of him, murmuring:
“Little Lingxi, why did you leave me?” His voice was low and lingering, and I could hear a warped love in it.
Old Hao shouted in anger:
“Wuhen, let her go!” He tried to approach, but Ye Canglan’s spiritual pressure forced him back.
Ye Wuhen ignored him, turned with a cold smile:
“Big brother, stay out of this!”
He fixed his gaze on Lingxi, his eyes growing darker. “I heard you got married? To the son of that woman on stage?” His fingers tightened, leaving red marks on her wrist.
Lingxi tried to break free, her eyes reddening, but her voice was trembling and firm: “Let me go…”
Ye Canglan laughed and interjected:
“Lin Yurui, you’re making a fool of yourself here, and you brought your daughter-in-law to the brothel are you going to dance together?”
“Does your son know?”
“Hahaha.”
“How about you two perform for everyone? I’m sure it would be spectacular!”
If Mother had still been veiled, she might not have minded indulging herself here again. But now, her veil gone, a hundred pairs of eyes stared at her in the brightly lit hall greedy, amazed, humiliating. Even as depraved as she’d become, this was unbearable, especially after such careful preparation.
As I flew over Tianxiang House, Ye Canglan narrowed his eyes, as if sensing my presence, his tone suddenly dark:
“Oh? Someone’s coming.”
His spiritual sense swept, then he looked at Old Hao and sneered, “You actually practiced the Longevity Technique. Nephew, you’re generous to outsiders!”
He glared at Mother on stage, and with a razor-sharp spiritual attack, Mother’s white dress tore apart, shredded into fluttering fragments.
In an instant, Mother’s body was exposed to all.
Silver-white nipple rings pierced her nipples, jade pendants swinging, green-black twin snake tattoos coiled around her breasts, snake tongues curling, phoenix-tail patterned feathers embedded in her butt crack, black stockings and jade heels accentuating her long legs. The peony-and-rod tattoo on her belly slowly bloomed under the shaming gaze, the deep red center revealing a hint of a crimson glans, as if responding to the obscene stares.
Mother was like a lewd goddess, forced to reveal herself in shame.
The audience’s reaction exploded, praise and humiliation mingling in a tidal roar:
“Heavens, this… is fucking incredible!” A scholar gaped, drooling.
“The number one beautiful sword immortal? Hah, more like the number one slutty sword immortal! Look, even her flower’s open!” someone shrieked, drawing laughter.
“Those tits, that ass worth it! I want to fuck her to death!” a rich merchant shouted, eyes greedy.
“Sect Leader Lin, don’t be shy keep dancing, you can leave after!” someone cheered, clapping.
“The Longevity Sect is amazing, forcing this slut to such a state, hahaha!”
Mother bit her lip, mortified, eyes blazing with anger, her legs instinctively pressed together to hide the tattoo, but the jade pendant on her chest swung even more. Her vulnerability and anger made her seem even more helpless.
I ignored the shouts, my flying sword smashing through the window as I burst into Tianxiang House, unleashing my half-step Destiny Knowing spiritual sense at Ye Canglan.
He snorted, forming a shield with his spiritual sense to block me. I used the distraction to dart to Mother, scooping her naked body into my arms and whispering, “Mom, let’s go!”
Mother froze for a moment, then leaned against my chest, murmuring:
“Son…”
Her voice trembled with shame and surprise.
But before I could take a step, Ye Canglan’s spiritual sense crashed into my back like thunder.
I felt my organs churn, coughed up blood, staining Mother’s shoulder. I gritted my teeth, turned, and raised my sword, glaring at Ye Canglan: “You old bastard, fuck your mother…”
Ye Canglan threw his head back and laughed, eyes full of mockery:
“Interesting, hahaha! You little bastard dare to court death?”
He attacked again. I blocked with my sword, sword energy and spiritual force colliding, smashing tables and chairs, guests fleeing in panic.
Meanwhile, Ye Wuhen seized Lingxi, a mix of evil and madness in his eyes. He tore her clothes open, exposing her white upper body, but found the bell on her nipple had vanished it had been corroded by the Earth Immortal.
His face darkened, anger flaring: “Who took it off?!” His voice twisted with possessiveness, his fingers gripping Lingxi’s chin: “Tell me, who?”
Lingxi struggled, tears falling, but gritted out:
“Let me go! You lunatic!”
Old Hao roared, “Wuhen, stop!”
Taking advantage of my attack on Ye Canglan, he caught his breath and looked at Ye Wuhen, trying to save Lingxi.
But his hair visibly whitened the side effects of the Longevity Technique showed, and his steps faltered. Just then, a burly figure from the crowd crashed into Ye Wuhen, knocking him back several steps it was the barbarian commander Wang Zheng.
Ye Wuhen staggered but wasn’t hurt, his anger rising as he turned to Wang Zheng: “Who are you to meddle in Longevity Sect affairs?”
Wang Zheng ignored him, glancing at Old Hao’s fading aura, then at Mother and me: “Take the princess and go…”
Ye Wuhen noticed Old Hao’s white hair, his face falling as he turned to Ye Canglan:
“Second Uncle, you promised not to touch my brother!”
His voice was full of rage and pain, clearly worried for Old Hao.
Ye Canglan snorted:
“He brought it on himself not my fault!” His tone was dismissive but betrayed a hint of guilt.
At that moment, a dramatic twist exploded.
Ye Wuhen’s anger boiled over he attacked Ye Canglan, black demonic energy surging from his body, forming a claw that slashed at Ye Canglan.
Ye Canglan blocked, their powers colliding and shaking the hall. Though unhurt, he was now beset by me, Old Hao, and Ye Wuhen, his pressure mounting, his face darkening.
Ye Canglan roared in fury: “You two brothers are courting death!”
He turned to the Longevity Sect disciples behind him and shouted:
“You all saw it Ye Wuhen and his brother attack their own uncle for outsiders! I hereby expel them from the Longevity Sect!”
The disciples exchanged glances but dared not intervene…
I forced myself to stand, blood dripping from my mouth, and whispered to Mother, “Hang in there!”
Mother pulled herself from my arms, looking at my back, concern in her eyes: “Son, you’re hurt!”
“I’m fine, Mom.”
Old Hao’s hair was now completely white as he fought alongside Ye Wuhen. Wang Zheng took the chance to bring Lingxi to my side. I grabbed her, growling, “Go!”
But Ye Canglan’s spiritual sense blanketed the hall, sneering:
“No one leaves!”
The Longevity Sect disciples, though unwilling to attack the brothers, turned on me, Wang Zheng, and Mother, unleashing a net of spiritual force.
I parried with my sword, pulling Mother close, Wang Zheng shielding Lingxi behind him.
The hall was engulfed in battle, corpses piling up, screams and the stench of blood mixing, beams crashing down as spiritual energy shattered the building.
I protected Mother, Lingxi clung to Wang Zheng, Old Hao and Ye Wuhen fought desperately.
Suddenly, several Longevity Sect disciples cast a combined spell at me. I blocked, but pain from my wounded back made my arm tremble I nearly took another hit. Mother, though afraid, stepped forward to shield me, flailing her arms: “Die, you bastards! Don’t bully my son!”
Dozens of sword energies shot from her nails, driving back the attackers. I was stunned no matter what, Mother was always my gentle, lovely little woman, but now, seeing her frail figure explode with fierce maternal protection, I was deeply moved.
Mother turned to me, tears in her eyes, and whispered: “Son, I can protect you too.”
My throat tightened, tears stinging as I choked out:
“Mom, it’s my fault I’m not strong enough to kill that old bastard, to protect you…”
“Son, as long as you’re safe, I don’t care…”
But the enemy gave us little time to talk. Ye Canglan struck, Old Hao blocked with all his strength but was gravely wounded, blood spraying as he collapsed unconscious, his hair now pure white.
Ye Wuhen, torn by rage and pain, roared: “Ye Canglan!!!”
He dragged Old Hao to a corner, demonic energy shielding them from pursuit.
I killed a Longevity Sect disciple, glancing at Ye Canglan he was now breathing irregularly, sweat beading on his brow.
But the disciples surged in, blocking all exits we were trapped.
At that moment, a familiar voice sounded in my mind:
“Kid, let me out I’ll get you out!”
It was the Earth Immortal!
I quickly activated the ring. Its light flashed, black water flowed out, clinging to my spiritual sense, a corrosive hiss filling the air, a strange aura spreading. The Earth Immortal became a shadow, shouting:
“Go!”
I yelled, “Go!”
Clutching Mother, Wang Zheng grabbed Lingxi, Ye Wuhen dragged the unconscious Old Hao. The Earth Immortal’s black water spread, forming a barrier that blocked the pursuers, its corrosive power forcing them back.
Behind the black water, Longevity Sect disciples shouted:
“What is that stuff?”
“Retreat, it’s corroding spiritual power!”
Ye Canglan roared: “Don’t let them escape!”
But weakened by battle, he couldn’t pursue.
We burst out of Tianxiang House, the night wind in our faces, the sounds of pursuit fading. After a while, we stopped in a quiet alley, looking back no one followed. Flames rose from Tianxiang House, chaos echoing from afar. The Longevity Sect hadn’t gone all out in pursuit.
Panting, I steadied Mother in my arms. She whispered:
“Son…”
I wrapped her naked body in my cloak, murmuring, “Mom, it’s over.”
Wang Zheng set Lingxi down, and she clung to me, soaking my chest with tears: “Husband…”
Ye Wuhen knelt with Old Hao, whose breath was weak, white hair disheveled, still unconscious.
The Earth Immortal’s black water withdrew, becoming a vague human shape, voice lazy but smug:
“Kid, thank me without me, you’d have been caught by those Longevity Sect bastards.”
“Thank you, senior!”
I breathed a sigh of relief without the Earth Immortal, I couldn’t have protected Mother and Lingxi alone.
Mother suddenly broke free from my embrace, rushing to Old Hao’s side, her eyes full of pain as she looked at the unconscious man. She reached out, trembling, to stroke his white hair, whispering, “Husband… it’s all my fault…” Her voice choked, tears falling onto his pale face.
Mother was wracked with guilt over Old Hao’s injuries, her frail figure even more helpless in the night wind.
Ye Wuhen suddenly looked up, eyes blazing, cursing:
“Bitch, get away! If not for you, my brother wouldn’t be like this!” He shoved Mother aside, demonic energy swirling as he protected Old Hao, his face twisted with pain and anger.
Mother staggered, and I rushed to steady her: “Mom, it’s alright…”
I glared at Ye Wuhen, pulling a black pill from the ring: “You know what this is? Give it to him!” I handed it over, taking one myself to suppress my own injuries.
Ye Wuhen stared, then exclaimed in joy: “Longevity Pill!” His eyes flashed with emotion as he quickly fed it to Old Hao, careful and urgent.
Old Hao’s breath was faint, but as the pill took effect, a gentle spiritual energy spread, his face relaxing, his breathing steadying.
Ye Wuhen sighed in relief, hoarsely murmuring, “Brother…” his voice thick with emotion.
“Old Hao is safe. We need to leave the city once Ye Canglan recovers, we’re in trouble!”
I turned to Ye Wuhen, unable to contain my anger:
“Ye Wuhen, don’t blame my mother for what happened to your brother.”
Ye Wuhen sneered:
“Your mother was flaunting herself if not for her, my brother wouldn’t have been hurt!”
I stepped forward, growling:
“What my mother does is none of your business! Even your brother didn’t control her who are you?”
I sent a mental message to Mother: “Mom, you say it…”
Mother steadied herself on my arm, eyes teary but voice firm:
“Your brother is my husband so what am I to you? I’m your sister-in-law! If even your brother doesn’t control me, why are you yelling?”
Her voice was weak but left Ye Wuhen speechless, his anger fading.
I pressed on coldly:
“You two were expelled from the Longevity Sect in front of everyone your second uncle’s plan all along was to humiliate my mother! I’ll make that old bastard pay!”
I paused, killing intent rising:
“I’m half a step into Destiny Knowing. Even wounded, I could take you with me. I’m only sparing you because you’re Ye Wuhui’s brother. I haven’t forgotten what you did to Lingxi at the tournament!”
I glared at him:
“If your father keeps hiding, you two will die at your uncle’s hands! Think about it, idiot.”
Ye Wuhen’s face changed, his eyes flickering as he looked at Old Hao, fists clenched, demonic energy trembling. “Hmph, I’ll handle my uncle you stay out of it!”
I ignored him. Lingxi clung to me, whispering, “Husband…” Mother murmured, “Son, don’t be rash…”
Wang Zheng broke the tension: “I’ll get the carriage!” He strode off.
I helped Mother, shot Ye Wuhen a cold look, and said, “Mom, let’s go.”
Soon, Wang Zheng arrived with a large carriage. “Get in!” I carried Mother up, pulled Lingxi aboard, Ye Wuhen followed with Old Hao.
The Earth Immortal’s shadow drifted onto the roof: “Let’s go the little bastard won’t catch up so easily.”
I nodded, Wang Zheng cracked the whip, and the carriage sped toward the city gates.
Wang Zheng used his status as barbarian commander to show his token at the gate. The guards didn’t dare stop us, and we escaped the capital.
Bouncing along, I held Mother, Lingxi at my side, Ye Wuhen tending Old Hao. Everyone was silent.
The night wind howled, hooves thundered. I kept watch behind us, but no one pursued. The Longevity Sect hadn’t chased maybe Ye Canglan was still hurt, maybe Ye Wuhen’s betrayal caught them off guard, or maybe their goal was achieved.
I forced myself to watch Ye Wuhui. The Longevity Pill could offset the Longevity Technique’s side effects, but not heal wounds.
Mother whispered, “Son, how’s your injury?”
I shook my head: “I’m fine, Mom.”
Lingxi held my hand, her eyes full of concern.
Ye Wuhen sat nearby, demonic energy trembling. He glared at me: “Take care of my brother, or I’ll kill you!”
With that, he leapt from the carriage, vanishing into the night.
I didn’t know if he was seeking revenge or his father. I hoped he’d go after his uncle and get killed.
Mother sensed my mood and whispered, “It’s over…” I nodded, grinding my teeth.
Suddenly, the carriage lurched, the wheels screeching. I rushed out to find Wang Zheng slumped over the reins, unconscious.
I pulled him inside, discovering his clothes soaked with blood he’d been gravely wounded in the chaos and only now collapsed. I quickly gave him a Longevity Pill, and his breathing steadied, though he remained unconscious.
Mother covered her mouth in shock. Lingxi’s eyes glistened with tears: “Husband, save Brother Wang…”
“He should be alright.”
With Old Hao still unconscious and Wang Zheng gravely wounded, I sighed and took the reins, driving on.
Half an hour later, Mother messaged me: “Son… look.” I replied, “I’m driving, what is it, Mom?” but secretly activated the ring to see. “Just drive,” she replied. Unbeknownst to me, Mother and Lingxi had undressed Wang Zheng, exposing his massive, scarred body, wounds crisscrossing his muscles he’d clearly shielded Lingxi in the fight.
No wonder he lasted so long such a strong body. Even gravely wounded, he’d driven us out of the city before collapsing.
Now his blood was cleaned, and he lay naked. I couldn’t help but notice his cock unlike a normal man’s, the head was pointed like a triangle, thickening toward the base.
Damn, some people really are blessed his was huge even soft, and an odd shape.
Mother’s voice was curious, even interested: “Wang Zheng’s thing… looks so interesting.”
Lingxi’s cheeks flushed as she sneaked glances, unable to hide her shyness.
Mother reached out, gently holding it: “This shape… so special, like a meat awl…” She stroked it, excitement in her eyes.
She examined it closely: “The pointed head is small, but the length is impressive. If it got hard…”
Lingxi blushed, whispering, “Mother-in-law, husband is right here…” but kept peeking, her breathing heavy.
Mother laughed: “Don’t mind him, daughter-in-law. He saved your life you should thank him.”
She shook the pointed cock, making Lingxi’s breath catch, her legs pressing together, biting her lip in embarrassment.
“I… I only want husband…” she whispered, voice trembling.
Her shyness made my heart ache and my cock throb painfully.
Mother only teased, not going further. They dressed Wang Zheng and rested. That afternoon, Old Hao woke up.
“Husband!” “Uncle Hao!”
Mother and Lingxi’s joyful shouts brought relief.
Mother rushed to hug Old Hao, sobbing: “Husband… you scared me!” Her naked body wrapped only in my cloak, nipple rings and tattoos faintly visible as she wept on his chest.
Old Hao weakly stroked her back: “Wife… I’m fine…” Her tears fell on his white hair.
Old Hao’s recovery eased my worries Mother truly loved him, especially his looks.
My urgency to return to the sect lessened. Glancing at the carriage, I saw Mother clinging to Old Hao, whispering, Lingxi wiping her eyes.
We passed a small town, and I stopped to buy simple clothes for them.
Mother dressed and came out, kissing me: “Thank you, baby.”
Old Hao looked at me: “Wuhen didn’t do anything, did he?” He glanced at Lingxi.
Before I could answer, Mother smiled: “Nothing happened. I told him we were married, I’m his sister-in-law, and he behaved.” Old Hao grinned, murmuring, “That boy…”
He checked Wang Zheng’s wounds, then asked for another Longevity Pill. I handed it over, and he fed it to Wang Zheng, whose color improved.
Lingxi asked, “Uncle Hao, is Brother Wang alright?” her eyes full of concern.
Old Hao panted: “He’ll be fine. Barbarians are tough, and the pill will keep him alive he’ll recover.”
Lingxi smiled, relieved.
A few days later, at dawn, Wang Zheng awoke. Lingxi rushed over: “Brother Wang, are you alright?” her voice soft and caring.
Wang Zheng sat up, his voice hoarse: “I’m fine, princess, don’t worry.” He looked around, regaining some strength.
He thanked me for saving him, but I waved it off: “You saved Lingxi, I should thank you.” He nodded: “It was my duty.”
Soon, he said, “Now that the princess is safe, I should return to the capital.”
I frowned: “Aren’t you afraid of the Longevity Sect’s revenge? You’re still hurt.”
He hesitated, silent.
Mother said gently: “You’re Lingxi’s savior why not stay with us for a while?”
Lingxi added: “Brother Wang, don’t go yet what if the bad people find you? You can’t beat them…”
Her voice trembled with worry and shyness.
Wang Zheng was silent, then nodded: “Thank you.”
So we returned to the sect.
Before we reached the gates, we heard hurried footsteps. Looking up, Senior Brother Qingzhu and Second Brother Qingshan ran out, beaming.
Mother got out and was immediately hugged by Senior Brother: “Mistress, I missed you so much.”
He didn’t even notice me he really missed Mother.
Mother, in his arms, cooed: “Ah, disciples, Mistress missed you too.”
Her new clothes covered her tattoos, but not her figure.
I helped Old Hao and Wang Zheng down. Second Brother eyed Wang Zheng warily: “Who’s this?”
Before I could answer, Mother slipped from Senior Brother’s arms and interrupted:
“This is Wang Zheng, deputy commander of the capital’s barbarians. He saved your junior sister Lingxi in the capital.”
She glanced at Lingxi, who blushed: “Brother Wang protected me…”
Mother’s words were half true, half false clearly intentional.
Senior and Second Brother’s suspicion turned to respect: “Commander Wang, you’re a hero thank you for saving my junior sister!”
Wang Zheng bowed: “It was my duty.”
I smirked inwardly my foolish brothers believed her. Mother must have wanted to keep the Tianxiang House incident secret.
Mother clapped: “I’m starving, Qingzhu, Qingshan I want good food!”
The brothers thumped their chests: “Don’t worry, Mistress, we’ll cook right away!” They ran to the kitchen, and Mother winked at me with a wicked grin.
At dinner, the table was full. I asked, “How’s your cultivation?” Senior Brother grinned: “Not bad progressing well with the pills.” Second Brother nodded: “Almost at the Golden Core threshold.”
I relaxed thankfully, Second Brother hadn’t mentioned the Longevity Technique. Wang Zheng ate quietly, watching the brothers, curious.
He asked, “Were these brothers once barbarians?”
I laughed: “No, just special techniques their bodies are similar.” Wang Zheng was interested: “Then I’d like to spar with them.” I frowned: “You’re still hurt.” He waved it off: “It’s fine.” The brothers were eager, and all three headed out to practice.
On the training ground, the night breeze was cool. Senior Brother attacked first, Wang Zheng dodged and countered, their blows thunderous. They exchanged blows, neither giving ground, their bodies colliding with a deafening crash.
Mother cheered: “Go, Commander Wang!” Lingxi whispered: “Brother Wang is amazing…”
Hearing Mother and Lingxi, Senior Brother seemed to take a heavy punch, but the match ended in a draw.
Senior Brother panted: “Such strength!” Wang Zheng wiped his brow: “Impressive, Brother Qingzhu I’m impressed!” They were surprised Wang Zheng was strong, even wounded, matching Senior Brother.
The next few days were peaceful. Mother cared for Old Hao, feeding him and whispering to him. Old Hao’s hair gradually darkened, his color returning.
Sometimes I’d “peek” at them in my mind. Today I saw Old Hao grinning like a lovesick fool: “Wife, I owe you…”
Mother rolled her eyes flirtatiously: “Look at you just be well.” Their bond was stronger after the Tianxiang House ordeal.
In spare moments, I chatted with Senior and Second Brother in the courtyard.
“How do you find Wang Zheng?” Senior Brother grinned: “He’s solid, shares his skills.” Second Brother nodded: “He watched us train, didn’t pry, and we didn’t mention the Longevity Technique.”
I nodded: “He’s strong, and as a commander, a notable figure.”
Lingxi focused on cultivating the Longevity Technique as I instructed, making progress.
At night, Lingxi was on top of me.
I lay on my back, hands on her hips, feeling her wet pussy riding my cock. My balls felt the heat of her juices as she moved. Lingxi looked up, whispering: “Husband… does it feel good?”
I panted: “Yes.”
She hesitated, eyes darting, shyly saying:
“I heard… barbarians don’t live long. Is there any way…”
She trailed off, not meeting my eyes.
This girl bringing up Wang Zheng now…
I thrust upward: “You care a lot about your Brother Wang.”
“Mm ah husband…” she bit her lip, avoiding my gaze.
“How do you know this?” She didn’t answer, so I pressed.
She gasped: “Earlier… master… said so, then… ah… I asked Uncle Hao…”
So Old Hao told her what she wanted to know why ask me?
“What did Old Hao say?”
She sat up, swaying her hips, grabbing my hand and putting it on her breast: “He said… Longevity Pills can help…” she whispered, blushing.
So that’s it. I slapped her ass: “What, want to get pills for your beloved Brother Wang?” She shivered, her pussy tightening.
She shook her head: “No… I love husband…” her voice soft and coquettish.
I narrowed my eyes: “What do you love about husband?” She whispered: “Everything…”
I pretended to be angry, slapped her ass again: “If you love everything, forget about Wang Zheng he’s a barbarian, that’s his fate.”
She looked ready to cry: “Ah… husband…”
“What, sad I won’t help your Brother Wang?” I thrust deeper, wanting to reach her core.
She shook her head: “Mm ah, so deep no… just…”
I stopped: “Just what?”
She caught her breath, bit her lip, shyly said:
“It’s just… if you make me say it, you’re bad…”
I felt her pussy moving with desire: “Then say it.”
She bit her lip, silent, then her eyes lit up as if she’d found the answer.
She lay down, pressing her body to mine, arms around my neck, her breath hot on my ear as she whispered:
“It’s just… both Mother and I want to try Brother Wang’s cock…”
Her voice was barely audible, but it was like thunder in my ears. Even though I’d guessed, my cock jerked, nearly surrendering on the spot.
Damn…
