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🕑 Added 2025-08-16 21:37:16 +0000 UTCRecord of the Enchanting Mother and Beautiful Wife (The World’s Number One Beautiful Mother Sword Immortal) Chapter 41
Mother, riding her flying sword, did not return to the stage but flew directly upstairs and back to her room. Downstairs, waves of cheers could be heard those ordinary men must have been utterly bewitched. In her room, Mother was breathing heavily, her face flushed, clearly having sprayed quite a bit of nectar in the air just now…
“Dong, dong, dong.” The sound of knocking at the door.
“Little lady, this old woman has brought you some things.” The madam’s obsequious voice came from outside.
Mother hurriedly slipped on a thin silk robe, but her hands were still trembling, making her clumsy at tying the sash. The sheer robe did nothing to conceal the red netting on her body, and instead made her even more alluring.
The door opened; the madam entered with a maid carrying a tray.
“Oh my, little lady, you’re truly capable!” The madam squinted as she looked Mother up and down. “That sword-flying just now really stunned all those gentlemen downstairs. Especially the barbarian commander he couldn’t take his eyes off you!”
Mother forced herself to maintain a dignified expression, but her legs went weak and she grabbed the table for support.
“These are all gifts the commander specifically asked me to bring you.” The madam pointed to the gold and jewels on the tray. “He said he’d like to spend a romantic night with you…”
I noticed Mother’s gaze fall on the jewels, a flash of pride in her eyes, but she quickly regained composure, biting her lip and saying, “The commander’s kindness is appreciated, but…”
“Oh, don’t be so quick to refuse!” The madam stepped closer, lowering her voice. “The commander says he’s not in a rush. A fairy like you deserves careful consideration.” She glanced meaningfully at the wetness between Mother’s legs, clearly noticing her post-performance state.
Mother’s face turned even redder, but she politely saw the two out.
Just then, Old Hao and Lingxi returned. Lingxi ran up, clinging to Mother’s side and curiously examining the lingering glow on her body.
“Mother-in-law… you’re amazing…” Lingxi hugged Mother’s arm, grinning mischievously. “What are those sparkly things?”
Mother’s face turned crimson to her ears. She glared at Lingxi, feigning anger: “You little brat, still asking…!”
“Hehe…” Lingxi giggled and hid in Mother’s arms, the two playfully teasing each other.
Watching the closeness between mother- and daughter-in-law, I felt happy inside. But as they played, a heavy knock came at the door “dong, dong, dong” the sound deep and powerful.
A huge shadow loomed outside the door. That build… it had to be the barbarian commander.
Mother and Lingxi immediately stopped, both looking at Old Hao, who appeared unconcerned.
“Come in.” Mother cleared her throat and regained composure.
The door creaked open, and sure enough, the barbarian commander entered. He exuded a fierce aura, his boots thudding on the floor. My heart raced, worried something might go wrong.
But then, the commander suddenly knelt on one knee, stunning everyone present including me, watching through my “peeking” ability.
“Greetings, Your Highness the Princess!” The commander knelt before Lingxi. Princess? Lingxi is a princess?
This unexpected turn made the room tense. I saw Mother instinctively step in front of Lingxi, then turn to look at her.
Lingxi, faced with the sudden situation, seemed a bit embarrassed. She peeked out from behind Mother: “You… who are you?” Her voice was soft and confused.
The commander looked up at Lingxi, his eyes showing complex emotions. Candlelight flickered on his chiseled face, revealing deep devotion.
“Does Your Highness not remember me? I am Wang Zheng. I once served as your guard in the palace.” His voice was low and hoarse. At the name, Lingxi’s expression changed from confusion to surprise.
“Oh… Brother Wang…” She unconsciously stepped forward, then stopped, her voice tinged with sadness. “But… I’m no longer a princess. Ever since Father sent me to the Longevity Sect…”
“In my heart, you will always be the pure, jade-like princess.” Wang Zheng’s voice was strong and resolute, echoing like an oath.
Mother, standing aside, looked from confusion to surprise. “Ah, so the little girl is a princess. Doesn’t that make my son the prince consort?”
“You must be Sword Immortal Lin. I didn’t expect to meet you here.” Wang Zheng turned to Mother, his gaze respectful. “I heard that at the last tournament, your son saved the princess. I am deeply grateful.”
With that, Wang Zheng bowed deeply, eyes full of sincerity.
Mother was clearly taken aback, not expecting the commander to recognize her true identity. A blush appeared on her cheeks, probably from being found out especially after spending the last two days in the brothel…
Wang Zheng’s gaze swept over the jewelry on the table, his voice suddenly lowering: “These things… are just a cover. I didn’t come here to… with Sword Immortal Lin…” He trailed off, searching for words.
But Mother understood, making her even more embarrassed and at a loss for how to respond. Lingxi’s tinkling laughter broke the awkwardness.
“Hehe… Brother Wang, after all these years, you’re still so blunt…” She drew out her words playfully. “Look how embarrassed you’ve made my mother-in-law…”
Mother shot her a reproachful look, raising her hand to pinch Lingxi’s waist.
Lingxi was ready, grabbing Mother’s robe and accidentally pulling it loose. Mother’s breasts, bound in red fishnet, bounced free, the tips already hard and erect. Wang Zheng, however, acted as if he saw nothing, completely unlike his mesmerized look onstage.
This contrast made Mother even more flustered; she hurriedly pulled her robe up, but the more she rushed, the more unruly the garment became. Her pretty face was now as red as a ripe peach. My own breathing quickened at the sight her embarrassed, flustered look in that outfit was just too tempting.
Any man would have lost control at this scene.
Finally, Wang Zheng spoke, his voice low and solemn: “Sword Immortal Lin, I came to tell you something important…”
Mother rolled her eyes at Lingxi, her tone unconsciously coquettish: “Commander Wang, what is it?”
Wang Zheng’s expression grew grave: “There’s been movement among the northern demon clans…” He paused, then continued, “And you are the leader of one of the top ten sects. If the Immortal Alliance ever sends you to the north, I hope you’ll protect Princess Lingxi… and not let her go to the battlefield.”
My heart skipped a beat. The north? We’d just returned from there a few days ago, and everything was peaceful. How could things change so quickly?
Mother looked puzzled, arms crossed to cover her chest. “Little Lingxi is my daughter-in-law. Of course I’ll keep her safe.”
“Thank you, Sword Immortal Lin. If you ever need anything, just ask.”
Mother nodded lightly.
Sensing the chill in the air, Lingxi suddenly piped up: “Brother Wang, will you come watch my mother-in-law dance again tomorrow?”
“You brat…” Mother blushed and chased after Lingxi.
Wang Zheng stood, a smile on his face: “Mm…” His huge frame made the room feel even smaller, and Mother and Lingxi looked even more petite beside him. Lingxi winked playfully: “But you must keep my mother-in-law’s identity secret.”
“Yes, Your Highness.” Wang Zheng answered seriously, then left.
As soon as he was gone, Mother’s expression changed; she glared at Lingxi. “You little slut!” she shouted, charging at her. “How dare you tease me in front of outsiders!”
Lingxi dodged, grinning slyly: “Mother-in-law, look over there.”
She pointed, and Mother looked down only to freeze in shock. She’d been so busy covering her chest that she forgot her robe’s hem was wide open, and between her legs, the gem was shining in the candlelight.
I realized that while Mother had been covering her chest, Wang Zheng had probably seen everything.
“You… you little brat!” Mother was furious. “You knew and didn’t warn me!”
Lingxi covered her mouth, laughing at Mother’s embarrassment. Mother, so bold on stage, was now like a girl caught in a prank.
“Husband, help me teach this little slut a lesson!” Mother called out to Old Hao for help…
…
Seeing nothing else of interest, I stopped watching and found my two senior brothers. “Tomorrow, after you distribute the Longevity Technique and pills along the way, hurry back to the sect and train hard. Don’t show yourselves in public for a while.”
“Aren’t you coming with us?” Second Senior Brother asked.
“I’m going to fetch Mother.”
“Oh, okay.”
Their builds were too conspicuous, so I sent them back first. If the north really was as Wang Zheng said, we needed to get stronger. And with Mother in a brothel, I worried my senior brothers might go crazy they loved her so much.
The next morning, we parted ways. I rushed toward the capital, hoping to reunite with Mother soon. Or maybe sneak into Tianxiang House to watch her dance in person seeing it with my own eyes would be different from seeing it in my mind.
That afternoon, on the road to the capital, only the wind and the occasional bird could be heard. The journey was long and a bit dull, and I found myself thinking of Mother’s enchanting figure. The thought passed quickly, so I focused and used the ring to see what she was doing.
In my vision, Mother and Lingxi were strolling through the bustling streets of the capital. Mother was wearing the “Fairy Lewd Dress,” both women veiled to hide their identities, but their graceful figures still drew curious glances.
“Hey, doesn’t that lady look like the dancer from Tianxiang House?” a passing vendor whispered to his assistant, forgetting to arrange his basket.
“Of course! I watched from a tree outside last night couldn’t get in. That fairy in white… she stole my soul!” The assistant kept sneaking peeks at Mother, eyes full of longing. “I heard there’s another show tonight. I’ll get there early for a good spot.”
“Her tits and ass she’s a goddess! Wonder what new tricks she’ll have tonight!” another passerby chimed in, full of anticipation.
Mother seemed to hear these comments and paused, a smile playing beneath her veil.
Lingxi giggled, whispering, “Mother-in-law, you’re the star of Tianxiang House now. If you dance again tonight, you’ll bring the house down!”
“You brat, always teasing me.” Mother feigned annoyance, pinching Lingxi’s waist.
Lingxi yelped, drawing curious looks from passersby.
Watching this, I felt both amused and a little jealous. Mother’s charm was unstoppable she was now worshipped as a fairy by ordinary folk. Thinking of her performance last night, I couldn’t help but look forward to tonight’s “show.”
After a while, the two seemed tired and headed back. On the way, they passed the “Tianxiang Embroidery” shop, where we’d accidentally bought the “Fairy Lewd Dress” on our first trip to the capital.
Without hesitation, Mother pulled Lingxi inside.
The shop was the same as ever, with windows full of sexy dudous and panties, thin silk embroidered with flowers and pearls, shining in the sunlight. Several young women were shopping and giggling.
The seductive proprietress came out, wearing a sheer purple gown that showed off her curves and tiny waist. Her professional smile was full of charm.
“Well, if it isn’t Lady Lin! What brings you here today?” Her voice was syrupy sweet, her almond eyes appraising Mother. “That dance of yours the other night really boosted my business!”
Mother blushed under her veil but quickly recovered. “You flatter me. I was just dancing for fun.”
The proprietress enthusiastically pulled Mother inside. “Were you happy with those black stockings you picked last time? I just got some new stock southern fabrics, light and breathable. Want to take a look?”
So the stockings were from Tianxiang Embroidery.
At this, I pictured Mother in those black stockings on the Tianxiang House stage, and my heart beat faster.
Lingxi peeked curiously at a red dudou in the window so thin it was almost transparent, with peony embroidery and a heart-shaped cutout.
She whispered, “Mother-in-law, if I wore this… would my husband like it?”
Mother glanced at her, teasing: “You little slut, want to wear it for your husband, or for Qingshan and Qingzhu?”
Lingxi’s face turned scarlet and she looked down, twisting her fingers.
“Of course for…” she mumbled.
The proprietress laughed, clapping her hands. “Lady Lin, your daughter-in-law is adorable! Come, let’s go upstairs there’s more good stuff you’ll love.”
Mother and Lingxi followed her to the second floor, which was full of all kinds of stockings, from black lace to red sheer, dazzling to behold.
Mother picked up a pair of sheer white stockings, felt the texture, then put them down. “These are well made. I’ll stock up for rotation, but there’s nothing new here.”
The proprietress, ever shrewd, saw what Mother was thinking. She covered her mouth and smiled, lowering her voice: “Lady Lin, you have a keen eye. The first floor is for commoners, the second for nobles, but the third… well, since you’re the star of Tianxiang House and a cultivator, I’ll take you up. That’s where the real treasures are not for the faint of heart.”
Mother raised an eyebrow, curiosity in her eyes. “Oh? Now I’m interested.”
The proprietress smiled even wider and led them up the narrow, creaking stairs to the third floor.
There, a lavish little room was filled with delicate wooden racks displaying all sorts of strange objects, glowing mysteriously in the candlelight.
Mother’s eyes were drawn to a pair of exquisite ornaments silver rings with green teardrop gems, inscribed with intricate runes and faintly pulsing with spiritual energy.
She picked them up and admired them. “These earrings are beautiful.”
The proprietress chuckled. “You’re mistaken, Lady Lin those aren’t earrings, they’re nipple rings.”
“What?” Mother’s hand trembled and she nearly dropped them, her face flushing.
She stared at the rings in shock. “Nipple rings?!”
“Exactly!” The proprietress explained the runes: “They’re made with secret techniques painless, quick healing, no scars. The runes let them bond perfectly with the skin, and they come off easily.”
She showed Mother several other styles: “These gold ones have tourmalines and look like little flowers; these are obsidian, simple but striking; these have bells that jingle as you move very enticing.”
Mother glanced at Lingxi and asked quietly, “Were you fitted with these before?”
Lingxi’s eyes flickered with fear. “Mother-in-law… don’t mention him.” Clearly, she was recalling something unpleasant.
The proprietress assumed she was just shy, laughing and clapping. “This young lady has used our products before, I see! These are my best-sellers. Lady Lin, if you wear these on stage tonight, you’ll drive the men wild!”
I could sense Mother’s curiosity and eagerness growing.
Then Mother noticed a stack of gossamer-thin talisman papers. She picked one up, seeing intricate gold patterns glowing faintly. “What are these?”
The proprietress smiled and explained: “These are tattoo talismans stick them anywhere you like. They come off with this special liquid, so you can change the design anytime.”
She showed Mother a small bottle of clear liquid. “This one’s ‘Twin Snakes Entwining the Breasts’ for the chest; this is ‘Phoenix Tail in Bloom’ for the hips; and this is ‘Peony with Rod’ for the lower belly, with a special function.”
“Special function?” Mother asked.
“When you’re aroused, the peony’s center opens to reveal a thick, red-tipped rod, half-buried in the petals… Imagine that…” The proprietress trailed off with a sly smile.
Mother quickly waved her hand, blushing even more. “I’ll take these nipple rings and talismans. If they work well tonight, I’ll come back for more.”
The proprietress was delighted. “Lady Lin, you’re so decisive! I’ll wrap them up you’ll be the star at Tianxiang House tonight!”
Lingxi giggled, whispering: “Mother-in-law, if you dance in those, I can’t imagine what the crowd will do.”
Mother huffed, pretending to be angry: “Brat, when we get home, I’ll make you wear them and dance with me!”
Lingxi quickly shook her head, though her eyes showed a hint of anticipation.
I barely noticed her reaction; my heart was pounding at the thought of the nipple rings and talismans, especially the “Peony with Rod.” Not long ago, Mother had just arrived in this world with me, and I’d only ever seen her in ordinary stockings. Now, she was so bold was it because I wasn’t around, or was it the Beast Desire Technique? But as long as she was still my mother, nothing else mattered…
Imagining her on stage tonight in those, I could hardly wait to reach the capital.
Mother and Lingxi returned to Tianxiang House. As dusk fell, the lamps inside were lit, and the noise from below showed the guests were already eager.
Mother opened her room, Lingxi behind her with the box of nipple rings and talismans.
“Husband, come here.” Mother stood in the center of the room, turning to Old Hao by the window, her voice seductive.
She removed her veil, revealing a flushed, excited face.
Old Hao turned and, seeing the items in her hand, swallowed hard. “Wife, these are…”
“Don’t just stand there, help me put them on and apply the talismans.” She handed him the box, her tone both commanding and coquettish.
She took off the “Fairy Lewd Dress,” standing naked except for black stockings and jade high heels, her skin glowing.
Facing Old Hao, she lifted her breasts for him to start.
Old Hao, hands trembling, opened the box and took out the silver rings with green pendants. He marveled, “Wife, these are beautiful…” his voice hoarse, eyes full of desire.
“If you like them, hurry up.” Mother lifted her breasts, eyes half-closed in a teasing look.
He gently pinched a nipple, aligned the ring, and with a flash of rune light, the ring slipped in painlessly, the green pendant dangling and cool against her skin, making Mother moan softly: “Mm…”
Old Hao’s eyes were burning. He quickly put on the other ring, moving fast but carefully. When finished, he stepped back, staring at her bare chest, breathing heavily. “Wife, the pendant… makes you even more beautiful…” He raised his hand but forced himself not to touch.
“Stop staring, put on the talismans.” Mother’s voice trembled slightly the rings were making her feel strange.
She straightened, the pendants swaying and casting a green glow.
Old Hao swallowed and picked up the first talisman, “Twin Snakes Entwining the Breasts.”
As he pressed it to her chest, spiritual power spread, and two dark green snakes appeared, winding around her breasts, their heads biting her nipples, their tongues curling around the tips lifelike.
Old Hao murmured, “Wife, the snakes… look alive…”
“Don’t just touch, keep going.” Mother urged him on, the cold rings and tight snakes making her shiver.
He took the next talisman, “Peony with Rod,” and pressed it to her lower belly. The paper melted, revealing a vivid red peony, its petals thick and dewy, the center a deep red, golden filaments reaching her navel, dew drops on the vines, fallen petals scattered around.
As his finger neared the center, he whispered, “Wife…”
She cut him off, turned, bent over, and raised her hips. “There’s more…”
He nodded and took the third talisman, “Phoenix Tail in Bloom,” and pressed it to her lower back and upper buttocks. A red phoenix spread its wings, tail feathers trailing down the cleft to her anus, as if inserted.
Old Hao stared, breathing heavily: “Wife, this is…”
“What?” Mother glanced back with a sly smile. “Does it look good?”
When finished, Mother stood in the center, candlelight making her body a work of erotic art.
Naked except for black stockings and jade heels, her skin glowed.
On her chest, silver nipple rings with green pendants swayed; the twin snakes coiled around her breasts, heads biting her nipples, tongues entwined. On her belly, the peony was vivid and dewy; on her back, the phoenix’s tail ran between her cheeks.
Mother looked herself over, her face flushed. She twisted her waist, the pendants swinging, her breasts and the snakes moving together. She whispered, “Husband, what do you think?”
Old Hao was dumbfounded, throat working, voice hoarse: “Wife… you’re killing me…” He reached for her, but she slapped his hand away.
“Don’t touch there’s a show tonight.”
She laughed and walked to the screen to change into a plain white dress.
Who would guess that beneath that modest, floor-length gown was such a lewd body…
