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219: Belly Dancer
🕑 Added 2025-04-04 16:24:58 +0000 UTCBang!
The women collided with Yun Wuji, sending all five of them tumbling to the ground.
"What are you two doing? Are you crazy?!"
"Get up! You're hurting Wuji!"
The scolding voices of Xia Qingyue and Xuanyuan Yufeng came from beneath them, especially Xuanyuan Yufeng, who had been clinging to Yun Wuji's back and ended up sandwiched between him and the ground.
"Tehe~ I didn't do it on purpose," Cang Yue stood up, tilted her head, and said in a cute voice.
"Me too! I missed Wuji and didn't notice you both…"
"Don't tehe me! And what do you mean you didn't notice two grown women?!" Xuanyuan Yufeng shot up, brushed off her clothes, and pointed at the two angrily. Being the oldest among them, she always scolded them for their recklessness.
Yun Wuji watched their interaction for a while, Xuanyuan Yufeng with one hand on her waist and the other pointing at both girls as she scolded them, while Cang Yue and Xiao Lingxi lowered their heads like guilty children. He chuckled, stepped forward, and patteed Xuanyuan Yufeng's butt. "Alright, alright, don't be angry, Yufeng. Nothing serious happened."
"Hmm~" Xuanyuan Yufeng's cheeks flushed as she instinctively clenched her thighs. After months without his touch, her starved body instantly burned at even this casual contact.
"Wuji!"
Another delicate cry rang out, and right after, two white figures flashed in their direction. Their speed was so fast that only a white blur could be seen. One of them leapt straight at Yun Wuji and wrapped her legs around his head, sandwiching his face between her plump thighs without any warning.
The other dove straight into his arms and clung to him like an octopus.
Both women wore matching one-piece white dresses and looked completely identical; they were Feng Hanxue and Feng Hanyue. Just moments ago, the two had been 'working hard' on their water jutsu, but the moment their sharp ears picked up Yun Wuji's voice, they immediately rushed over. They had barely remembered to throw their clothes back on before bolting toward him.
"Hmm...hmm..." Squeezed between Hanxue's delicious thighs, Yun Wuji could clearly smell the thick scent of her love juices still clinging to her skin. He tapped her thigh quickly to free himself, because just inhaling her intoxicating aroma was starting to give him a hard-on, and he absolutely didn't want to spring a boner with Mu Bingyun watching him.
"Ah~! Sorry!" Feng Hanxue shuddered when his nose brushed against her pussy, letting out a moan. Her face flushed as she quickly released him and hopped back to the ground.
"You let go, too," Yun Wuji said with a smile, patting Feng Hanyue's back.
"No! I missed you so much, I want to stay like this," Feng Hanyue shook her head and buried her face in his neck, breathing in deeply.
"Hmph!"
"How sneaky!"
"Damn it! That should've been me, not her!"
The other women glared at her with envy, they also wanted to cling to him just like her.
"Wuji, can you introduce us to her?" While the others muttered their complaints under their breath, Xia Qingyue was the only one who noticed Mu Bingyun observing from the sidelines.
"Oh, right. This is Mu Bingyun," Yun Wuji said, turning to face her as he introduced, "She's the founder of the Frozen Cloud Immortal Palace."
"Your ancestor."
At his words, every woman there froze. They'd all grown up in the Blue Wind Empire, hearing countless tales about Mu Bingyun. Though Yun Wuji had mentioned before he left that she hadn't died but had ascended to a higher dimension, seeing her in the flesh still left them stunned.
"Ah! Ancestor!" Hanxue and Hanyue, disciples of the Frozen Cloud Palace, reacted the most. Hanyue, who had been happily clinging to Yun Wuji, was so startled that she leapt out of his arms.
"You… you're really Ancestor Bingyun?" Both of them stared at her in disbelief, and Hanxue asked hesitantly.
"Yes, I am," Mu Bingyun replied with a slight nod and a gentle smile.
Seeing the impressive cultivation of the two twins, Mu Bingyun felt a sense of gratification. Though the Sovereign Profound Realm was nothing in the God Realm, in this lower realm, they were considered rulers. Even without Yun Wuji's protection, these women could clearly hold their own.
"It's true! What Wuji said was true!" Feng Hanyue exclaimed in surprise. Though she was facing her ancestor, she didn't behave with the reverence one might expect. Instead, she turned to Yun Wuji with shining, excited eyes.
Despite their high cultivation, the two women remained naive and innocent in matters of human interaction. They lacked the awareness to show formal respect to their ancestor. If it were Gong Yuxian or Feng Qianhui in their place, they would have already dropped to their knees to honor Mu Bingyun.
Since they had been raised with the teachings to honor their ancestors and defend their sect.
"What do you mean by that? Are you calling me a liar?!" Yun Wuji shot Feng Hanyue a dangerous grin, his expression saying 'Correct your words or no dick for you!'
"No! I didn't mean it, I… I was just surprised!" Feng Hanyue hurriedly waved her hands, her voice frantic.
"Pfft!" Cang Yue and Xiao Lingxi couldn't suppress their giggles at her flustered reaction.
"..." Yun Wuji rubbed his temples. Just how desperate is this woman?
Shaking his head, he turned to Mu Bingyun. "Fairy Bingyun, would you like to visit Frozen Cloud Palace first?"
"Very well," Mu Bingyun nodded.
"Do you all want to come too?" Yun Wuji asked his wives.
"Yes!" After just reuniting with him, how could they bear to be separated again?
Yun Wuji pointed forward, and a massive portal materialized before them, like a transparent mirror reflecting a grand snow-white palace on the other side.
'I've missed this feeling!' Yun Wuji thought as he stepped through. After spending time in the God Realm, one of his biggest frustrations had been how difficult it was to manipulate space there. The Laws of Space were so strong that with his current cultivation, performing even basic spatial tricks was nearly impossible.
Unlike the ‘disrespectful’ twins, when the Frozen Cloud disciples met Mu Bingyun, they nearly dropped to their knees in reverence, only holding back because she stopped them.
Meanwhile, women like Chu Yuechan, Chu Yueli, and Murong Qianxue completely disregarded their status in front of the other disciples and charged at Yun Wuji. Just like his other wives, they flung themselves onto him, each clinging to some part of his body.
Mu Bingyun and the remaining disciples watched from the sidelines with soft smiles, genuinely moved by the heartfelt reunion.
It was a reunion overflowing with warmth, longing, love... and the scent of love juices.
...
At night, after Yun Wuji went to the Illusory Demon Realm to see Huan Caiyi, and also met his disciple Yun Che by the way, he finally returned to the Yun Palace with Huan Caiyi.
"When will you leave?" Holding his left arm, leaning against his shoulder, Huan Caiyi suddenly asked. His promise to them was to return after one year, but right now, it had been only a bit over half a year since he left, and he had suddenly come back. The clever her quickly realized this and asked.
"…In a few days," Yun Wuji stayed quiet for a moment before answering. He’d come back this time not just to see his women because he missed them, but also to fuse You’er with Hong’er.
This would not only free her from the endless darkness and loneliness but also boost the sword’s power.
On top of that, he wanted to help the two women in the Sky Poison Pearl who’d been pestering him to return so he could help them form their physical bodies.
"Alright," Huan Caiyi’s eyes quivered, but she did her best to hide her disappointment and responded in a calm tone.
The two of them silently walked through the palace for a long while, and strangely enough, they didn't run into any of Yun Wuji's wives along the way.
After a while, the two soon arrived in front of his bedroom.
Just as Yun Wuji was about to open the door, it suddenly opened on its own, and inside, he saw all his women waiting for him.
They were all wearing various styles of harem dancer dresses.
Xuanyuan Yufeng wore a black harem dancer dress, decorated with golden tassels and a delicate veil covering the lower half of her face, revealing only her eyes, narrowed and sultry as they glanced at him.
Murong Qianxue wore a green one, holding a shawl behind her. She looked at Yun Wuji with affection, though he could see a quiet hunger in her gaze.
Chu Yuechan wore a flowing blue dress, paired with flesh-toned stockings that wrapped around her tender, plump thighs in a strangely alluring contrast.
As for Feng Hanxue and Feng Hanyue? Their "dresses" were less fabric and more suggestions, translucent scraps that did little to hide their erect nipples or the their pussy lips
"Welcome back, darling~" Chu Yuechan purred, her smile equal parts tender and wicked. She seized his hand and yanked him inside.
BANG!
Huan Caiyi followed, slamming the door shut behind them.
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