The atmosphere inside the main chamber of Qinshan Mansion had reached an unprecedented spiritual boiling point. The purple light of the Nine-Cornered Heaven Net Formation now glowed even more intensely, as if responding to the turbulent Chaos energy released from Wei Yan's royal bed. There, on a bed of chaotic silk and intoxicating aromas, three mountain flowers awaited their fate, breathless and drenched in passionate sweat.
Hearing Wei Yan's icy yet heavenly command, Lin Huayun—the Master, known for his dignity frozen like eternal snow—shed the last vestiges of his practitioner's ego. With trembling hands but filled with lustful determination, he spread his legs wide, exposing the entrance to her womanhood, already deeply moist and throbbing from the aphrodisiac aura filling the room. He crawled forward slightly, his slender fingers reaching for Wei Yan's taut and powerful "little brother" at the entrance, as if holding the key to a new universe previously hidden from his cultivation.
"I... I, as a Master, am tired of this empty pride and freezing boredom, Master," Lin Huayun whispered in a hoarse voice filled with wild passion. His usually clear eyes were now clouded with lust as he stared at the weapon he had just seen destroy Xia Chunyu and Luo Mengyi physically and mentally. "Seeing you earlier... feeling how you subdued those two great women until they moaned helplessly... I know there's something far greater awaiting the three of us beneath this thirst. We don't know them yet, but through this union, I want to experience what they feel under your sovereignty."
He tightened his grip, aiming at the opening of his own cave with precision dictated by a rabid hunger. "Through this opportunity, under the guidance of your great little brother... please guide us to a taste of true heaven. Please, Master... spare us no mercy! Let us experience your world through each thrust!"
Wei Yan gave a triumphant, crooked grin. He maximized the aphrodisiac effects of his body to the extreme, making the air around them feel like sweet yet suffocating magma. Without hesitation, Wei Yan thrust his pelvis forward with massive force, thrusting in with one hard, deep thrust that plunged straight into the deepest core of Lin Huayun's womb.
"AAAAAKHHHHHHHHHHH—!"
Lin Huayun let out a long, shrill scream, echoing through the mansion's ceiling. Her body arched stiffly like a fully drawn bow, her head thrown back, the fine veins bulging on her sweaty, slender neck. Tears of pleasure welled up in the corners of her eyes. Strangely, she felt no pain; despite this penetration tearing apart the chastity she had guarded for decades, only the supreme pleasure exploding like a supernova within her womb. She climaxed within the first second of the union, her body shaking violently in a spasm of pleasure that seemed to rob her of consciousness.
As Wei Yan began his brutal, powerful, and authoritative pumping, his hands left the two Huayun disciples undisturbed. With his left hand, he roughly squeezed Su Yan's breasts, causing her to groan in frustration, while his right hand reached down, caressing and guiding Xiao Ruqin, who was crawling beside his legs, her face ravaged by passion.
Zi Lan, one of Wei Yan's twelve main wives, approached with mystically graceful steps. She carried a clean, white silk handkerchief. With meticulous, respectful movements, and without hesitation, she wiped away the drops of pure blood that had trickled down Lin Huayun's white thighs—a visual sign that the mountain's authority had now completely fallen and passed into Wei Yan's hands.
"Congratulations on your rebirth under the Master's protection, Master Lin," Zi Lan whispered softly before joining in, helping to position Huayun's hips for even deeper, more devastating thrusts.
The sound of wet, heavy skin slapping against each other collided with the loud moans echoing from all directions. Lin Huayun, being thoroughly pounded by Wei Yan, began to mumble in a daze, her tongue occasionally licking her dry lips. "Thank you... ah! Thank you, Master... t-this feels so wide... so full... I can feel Xia Chunyu and Luo Mengyi's presence in every movement... we belong to you!"
Su Yan and Xiao Ruqin, watching from just centimeters away, felt the heat become unbearable, their skin turning bright red. They began licking every part of Wei Yan's body they could reach, begging in shameful words for their turn to be nailed.
"Master, look at me! Don't let me die of envy watching Master get everything!" Su Yan moaned, squeezing Wei Yan's thighs, which were working with tense muscles. "I want to experience that guidance too! Let me experience the pleasure your women felt just now! Please destroy me too!"
"Me too, Master! I'm the smallest, give me the biggest and hardest one!" Xiao Ruqin replied nasally, tears wetting the sheets as she saw the blissful expression on her master's face, who was in a state of unending ecstasy.
Seeing the condition of the three mountain women, the women who had already received their share—including the recovering Xia Chunyu and the graceful Shen Ruolin, who still thirsted for Wei Yan's aura—approached again. They acted as senior sisters, providing guidance in this feast of destiny.
Xia Chunyu crawled up beside Su Yan, began kissing her shoulder, and whispered words that triggered a spiritual rush. "Don't rush, Su Yan. Savor every drop of Chaos energy emanating from Master's body as he processes your master. Feel how his aura is remodeling your soul now, preparing you for the impending thrusts."
Shen Ruolin, on the other hand, stroked Xiao Ruqin's hair gently yet with a calm dominance. "You three are invaluable additions to the Master's collection tonight. Fear not the destruction of your dignity as mountain practitioners, for under Wei Yan's dominion, there will only be new glory. Accept every pain and every pleasure as a blessing that no one outside this net will ever receive."
The interaction in bed became increasingly complex, wild, and boundless. Shen Ruolin's tongue began exploring Lin Huayun's ear as she moaned beneath Wei Yan, providing a double stimulation that nearly drove the Master to the brink of insanity. The moans of the three of them—Huayun, Su Yan, and Ruqin—now merged in a strange, fiery harmony of gratitude.
"Ah! Master... I-I feel this essence flowing through all my meridians!" Lin Huayun exclaimed as she felt Wei Yan's pure energy begin to flood her womb, purifying her cultivation path. "I can feel it... everything about my past on the mountain... it's all disappearing... replaced by you... you're the only one in my mind!"
Wei Yan didn't stop. Instead, he increased his rhythm, pumping Lin Huayun with a force capable of collapsing the foundations of ordinary buildings. Each hard thrust was met with increasingly loud moans of gratitude from Lin Huayun's swollen lips.
"You two, get ready," Wei Yan said in a deep, trembling baritone, staring predatorily at Su Yan and Ruqin, who were being licked and guided by the other woman. "Once I'm done sealing your master's soul in this ecstasy, I'll make sure you two never walk back to that mountain the same way again."
"We don't want to go back, Master! Banish us if necessary, as long as we can experience this!" they replied in unison, their voices filled with utter desperation and lustful devotion. "Make us ground beneath your feet! Make us part of the eternal pleasures of this mansion!"
The ritual continued under the ever-brightening purple light, signaling that the three mountain guardians had now been completely subdued, squeezed, and replenished by Wei Yan's undisputed sovereignty through the guidance of his majestic "little brother."
The intensity of Wei Yan's thrusts into Lin Huayun's womb suddenly increased dramatically, creating a heavy, rhythmic sound of skin slapping against skin, echoing throughout the room, now filled with a mist of purple energy. Each thrust seemed to pierce the depths of her Master's soul, shattering her last vestiges of resistance. Lin Huayun was no longer able to form coherent words; her head shook wildly from side to side, her long hair disheveled and drenched in sweat, and only the whites of her eyes were visible.
"Master... ah! Master... destroy me! Everything... give it all to us!" Huayun groaned in utter desperation.At that crucial moment, Wei Yan unleashed all of his Chaos essence. A massive explosion of spiritual energy erupted from the point of their union. Lin Huayun let out a long, shrill cry of gratitude, her body tensing violently before finally going limp like a rag doll. At the same time, Su Yan and Xiao Ruqin, writhing like fish under Wei Yan's fingering in their cavities, were swept up in a wave of incredibly powerful sympathetic orgasms. All three climaxed simultaneously, greeted by cries of gratitude that worshipped Wei Yan's name.
However, Wei Yan didn't let go of Huayun. Still ensconced in his master's warmth, he pressed his palm just below Huayun's navel. A dark purple light shimmered from his hand, forming an intricate and permanent tattoo of the Sovereign Seal. Simultaneously, Wei Yan withdrew the aphrodisiac radiating from his pores, but replaced it with something far more insidious: through the seal, he instilled in Lin Huayun a sense of absolute thirst and dependence that would leave her soul empty whenever she was away from him.
After the seal was set, Wei Yan pulled his "little brother" out with a wet plop. Lin Huayun was pulled aside by the Pagoda women, half-conscious, her eyes still glazed over as she stared at Wei Yan with terrifying devotion.
Now it was Su Yan's turn. Without needing to be told, the senior sister crawled into the position her master had left her. She lay down, still breathing heavily, spreading her legs wide, revealing her already wet and throbbing sacred entrance.
"I... I am Su Yan, your humble disciple, Master," she whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation. She repeated the same words of devotion as her master earlier, "Guide me... guide me so I can experience the paradise you promised. Make me yours forever."
Wei Yan grinned. He unleashed the deadly aphrodisiac again, this time more specifically aimed at destroying Su Yan's sanity. With one powerful thrust, he thrust all the way in.
"AAAKHHHH!" Su Yan screamed, her body shaking violently as Wei Yan's essence tore through her chastity.
Unlike before, this time, Wei Yan personally took the new white silk handkerchief from Zi Lan. With a domineering yet misleadingly "caring" gesture, he wiped away the drops of red blood on Su Yan's thigh before beginning to thrust at a more brutal pace than before.
"Ahhh..."
"Ahhh..."
"Ahhh..."
Lin Huayun, though still limp and trembling from the devastating climax, slowly rose to his feet with the last of his strength. His eyes, now filled with the seal of sovereignty, looked pleadingly at Wei Yan.
"Master... allow me... allow me to guide my own disciple under your dominion," Huayun said in a deep, devoted voice.
Wei Yan simply nodded slowly, silently granting his permission.
Lin Huayun immediately crawled forward. He captured Su Yan's mouth, silencing his disciple's screams with a greedy, wild tongue kiss—a kiss that transferred the pleasure he had just experienced. Huayun's hands didn't stay still; he began to knead one of Su Yan's breasts, twisting her nipples in a way that made Su Yan lose her mind even more.
Seeing her master in action, Xiao Ruqin was not to be left behind. Without waiting for an order, the younger sister took her place on the other side of Su Yan's body. He gripped Su Yan's other breast, playing with the senior disciple's nipple with his mouth and tongue, creating a double stimulation that made Su Yan feel as if her body was being torn apart by lightning bolts of pleasure.
"Master... Little Sister Ruqin... agh! Master! It's too much... I can't take it!" Su Yan moaned between her master's mouthfuls. Her eyes rolled upwards as she felt Wei Yan's thrusts from below synchronize with the squeezes and licks of the two men she respected most on the mountain.
While Su Yan being ramped by Wei Yan, Lin Huayun, though still limp and trembling from the devastating climax, slowly rose to his feet with the last of his strength. His eyes, now filled with the seal of sovereignty, looked pleadingly at Wei Yan.
"Master... allow me... allow me to guide my own disciple under your dominion," Huayun said in a deep, devoted voice.
Wei Yan simply nodded slowly, silently granting his permission.
Lin Huayun immediately crawled forward. He captured Su Yan's mouth, silencing his disciple's screams with a greedy, wild tongue kiss—a kiss that transferred the pleasure he had just experienced. Huayun's hands didn't stay still; he began to knead one of Su Yan's breasts, twisting her nipples in a way that made Su Yan lose her mind even more.
Seeing her master in action, Xiao Ruqin was not to be left behind. Without waiting for an order, the younger sister took her place on the other side of Su Yan's body. He gripped Su Yan's other breast, playing with the senior disciple's nipple with his mouth and tongue, creating a double stimulation that made Su Yan feel as if her body was being torn apart by lightning bolts of pleasure.
"Master... Little Sister Ruqin... agh! Master! It's too much... I can't take it!" Su Yan moaned between her master's mouthfuls. Her eyes rolled upwards as she felt Wei Yan's thrusts from below synchronize with the squeezes and licks of the two men she respected most on the mountain.
Meanwhile, the other women in the room didn't let Huayun and Ruqin work alone. Shen Ruolin and Xia Chunyu began touching Huayun's body as she was busy guiding Su Yan, while the other Pagoda women crowded around Xiao Ruqin, stimulating every inch of her skin.
"Feel this, Su Yan," Lin Huayun whispered between kisses. "This is true guidance. Forget all our cold meditation techniques. Here, only Master's heat can save us."
"That's right, Senior Sister," Xiao Ruqin murmured as she continued licking Su Yan's chest. "Look how powerful Master is. Isn't this much better than meditating in a lonely cave?"
Su Yan could only moan and whimper, her voice now echoing the sound of Wei Yan's increasingly rapid pounding. She felt like her soul was being reforged. Every thrust of Wei Yan felt like a precious "reward," and every touch from her master and sister felt like validation of her devotion.
"Thank you... ah! Thank you, Master, for this destruction!" Su Yan screamed, tears soaking the pillow, her face a look of utter agony yet mixed with indescribable joy.
Wei Yan continued to dominate them, enjoying how the three mountain guards were now helping each other surrender completely to him. He was the center of their universe now, and their cries of gratitude were the most beautiful song of victory in this silent night.