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Qin Tian and Jingchen chose a spacious and quiet meditation room. The walls were mottled, and only a life-sized Buddha statue stood on the altar.
The Buddha statue had three heads and six arms, in a female posture, with graceful curves but indistinct features. Its three faces seemed compassionate, wrathful, and alluring. Each of its six arms held a ritual implement, emanating a faint Buddhist light that cast a mysterious and decadent aura over the entire meditation room.
The meditation room was silent, save for the heavy breathing of the two.
Jingchen stopped, turned to face Qin Tian, and a captivating smile graced his dignified face.
She slowly raised her hand and completely removed the robe that was now hanging only on her nipples.
Her monk's robes slipped down like a white waterfall, revealing her utterly wanton body. Her snow-white skin shimmered, and her enormous, milky breasts trembled and stood erect, their areolas pink and wide, their nipples hard as cherries, glistening with milk.
Her knees buckled, and she knelt before Qin Tian, looking up at him, her eyes filled with submission and allure.
Jingchen's slender hand reached for Qin Tian's waistband, skillfully untying the belt and ripping down his trousers.
His already rock-hard member sprang forth, thick and menacing, veins bulging, slapping directly against Jingchen's face.
She let out a soft moan, and without hesitation, opened her cherry-like mouth, taking the scalding hot shaft into her mouth.
Her tongue deftly entwined around the shaft, licking the overflowing fluid at the tip, making lewd, wet "tsk tsk" sounds.
Her mouth was warm and moist, her throat seemingly sucking at his penis, her head bobbing back and forth, swallowing deeper and deeper, until she swallowed the entire massive member, a low moan escaping her throat.
Her pure eyes were slightly upturned, a hint of provocation in their gaze as she looked at the man who had conquered her. A trickle of saliva dripped from her lips, mingling with her milk on her large breasts, a scene of utter lewdness.
Qin Tian let out a low breath, unable to restrain himself any longer. He pressed Jing Chen's head down with his large hand, then thrust his hips forcefully, beginning to brutally penetrate her mouth. His penis slammed in and out of her mouth, making her throat gurgle.
Jing Chen's eyes welled with tears from his penetration, yet she still moaned indistinctly, her mouth still holding his penis, a sound that seemed both pain and pleasure. Only when Qin Tian abruptly withdrew did she exhale a breath of stale air, a white thread of fluid clinging to her lips, her appearance utterly wanton.
As the oral sex ended, Qin Tian forcefully pinched Jing Chen's large nipple and said, "Spread your nipples open, I want to fuck your slutty breasts."
Hearing this, she straightened up, cupping her astonishingly large breasts in her hands. Looking at Qin Tian with seductive eyes, she whispered, "Master, let this slut serve you with these filthy breasts..."
As she spoke, she actually used her fingers to pry open her erect nipple, revealing a slightly open nipple opening, moist and slippery, faintly exuding a milky scent.
Qin Tian's throat tightened, and his already rock-hard penis throbbed.
He let out a low growl, and without hesitation, grasped his thick, long penis, aimed it at Jing Chen's wanton nipple, and thrust it in violently.
"Ah!!"
Jing Chen screamed, her voice a mixture of pain and pleasure. Her nipple opening was forcibly stretched open, the tight walls of her flesh enveloping his penis, bringing a strange pleasure.
Qin Tian felt the warm, slippery moisture within the nipple, milk being squeezed out with each thrust, spraying between them and onto the wooden floor of the meditation room with a lewd "splatter" sound.
"Your tits, you slutty bodhisattva, are fucking tight!" Qin Tian gritted his teeth, gripping Jing Chen's enormous breasts tightly with both hands, his hips thrusting violently, each thrust bringing out a gush of milk, soaking Jing Chen's chest.
Her large breasts swayed violently under Qin Tian's impact, waves of milk rolling and splashing everywhere, like a scene of debauchery.
"Ahhh... Master... fuck me to death... my tits are going to be fucked raw... so good... I'm squirting all my milk out..." Jing Chen cried out, her voice high-pitched and wanton. She licked her lips, one hand unable to resist kneading her other untouched breast, her fingertips pinching the nipple, squeezing out streams of milk that flowed down her fair skin, utterly lewd. Qin Tian thrust faster and faster, his penis sliding in and out of her nipples, making sticky, wet sounds. Jing Chen's nipples were stretched almost transparent, the tender flesh of her nipples curling and clinging tightly to his penis.
Finally, after a series of frenzied thrusts, Qin Tian roared, his ejaculation gushing out, his scalding semen shooting deep into Jing Chen's nipples.
"Ah...it's in...so hot...my breasts are going to be filled by Master..." Jing Chen screamed, her body trembling violently. Milk and semen mingled, overflowing from the edges of her nipples, flowing down her breasts, and dripping onto the floor.
After ejaculating, Qin Tian, panting heavily, slowly withdrew his penis from Jing Chen's nipples.
As his thick penis withdrew, it pulled at her nipples, stretching the nipples longer by more than an inch, then with a "pop," the nipples snapped back to their original shape, trembling slightly.
Jingchen's nipples were completely stretched open, revealing a ring of pink inner walls. The inside of the nipples was clearly visible, with semen mixed with milk swirling within, slowly flowing out and trickling down the areolas, forming a lewd, white stream.
She moaned softly, her eyes glazed, her fingers gently stroking her swollen, red nipples, drawing out a sticky liquid, which she licked to her lips, a satisfied, lewd smile on her face.
"Master...you really know how to play...my breasts are all like this from your fucking..." Jingchen panted, her voice hoarse yet full of allure, the lewd atmosphere in the meditation room growing even stronger.
Seeing Jingchen so wanton, Qin Tian's lust burned again.
He pushed Jingchen to the ground, spreading her long, snow-white legs.
Her vulva was already soaking wet, the pink petals slightly parted, dripping with glistening fluid, exuding a strong, pungent fragrance.
He growled and thrust his penis deep into her tight little hole. With a "plop," it was fully inside, filling the opening completely.
Jingchen screamed again, her body trembling violently. The tender flesh inside her hole writhed wildly, tightly sucking on the invading massive member.
Qin Tian showed no mercy, thrusting his hips wildly, each stroke hitting the deepest point, causing Jingchen's large breasts to bounce up and down, milk spraying all over the offering table, even staining the blurry Buddha statue with a few drops of semen.
"You slut, your hole is so tight, I'm going to fuck you to death!" Qin Tian growled through gritted teeth, grabbing her breasts and kneading them roughly, his movements becoming increasingly ferocious.
Jingchen cried out incessantly, her body swaying back and forth as she was fucked, her juices splashing everywhere: "Master... Jingchen is going to die... Fuck me... Become a Buddha... Let's go to paradise together... Buddha... Buddha... Ahhh..."
Her voice was broken and intermittent, a mixture of sobs, pleasure, and an unyielding faith. She completely collapsed under Qin Tian's violent thrusts, her Buddhist nature and lust intertwined. The sounds of flesh colliding echoed in the meditation room like the tolling of a bell in an ancient temple, only filled with obscene and blasphemous sounds.
The air in the meditation room was already filled with an atmosphere of debauchery. The blurry three-headed, six-armed Buddha statue on the altar silently watched all this, as if it too was witnessing this absurd and frenzied union.
Qin Tian lifted Jingchen from the ground and roughly pressed her against the wooden pillar of the meditation room, impatiently spreading her snow-white, plump buttocks to reveal her tight anus.
His penis mercilessly thrust into her anus.
"Ah... even my chrysanthemum has been graced by Buddha... thank you, Buddha... ah... this slut's chrysanthemum is cleaned every day... please rest assured, Buddha..."
Jingchen's delicate body trembled violently, her anus stretched open, so tight it almost snapped Qin Tian's massive member in two.
She braced herself against the wooden pillar, her buttocks raised high, as Qin Tian pounded into her from behind, his penis thrusting in and out, bringing waves of lewd pleasure.
While thrusting, Qin Tian's large hands reached for her breasts, grabbing and kneading her enormous, milky breasts, pinching her nipples, causing milk to spurt out, splashing onto the wooden pillar and running down its sides, leaving a white, sticky trail.
Qin Tian then pushed Jingchen down in front of the offering table, making her kneel at the feet of the Buddha statue, her buttocks raised high.
He stood behind her, first thrusting his penis into her vagina, pumping wildly dozens of times, causing her buttocks to ripple and her juices to spray. Then he withdrew and thrust into her anus, alternating between anal and intercourse, until Jingchen was completely out of it, drool dripping from her mouth.
Her once dignified face was now contorted with pleasure, her cries echoing throughout the meditation room: "Master...fuck me...make me a Buddha..."
Meanwhile, Qin Tian's body radiated a brilliant Buddhist light, golden light flowing, with faint lotus blossoms blooming behind him.
He let out a low growl, increasing the speed of his thrusts. The debauchery and sanctity within the meditation room intertwined, reaching their peak.
Qin Tian, panting heavily, lifted Jingchen's limp body, and with a forceful pull, positioned her like a child urinating.
His chest pressed against her sweaty back, his hands supporting her long, snow-white thighs, spreading her legs wide.
Her wet, swollen vulva was completely exposed, dripping with vaginal fluid mixed with milk, pattering onto the floor.
He grinned maliciously, aimed at the blurry three-headed, six-armed Buddha statue, and thrust his penis deep into Jingchen's vulva, beginning his final, frenzied assault.
"Slap! Slap! Slap!" The sounds of flesh colliding echoed throughout the meditation room. With each thrust, Qin Tian penetrated to the deepest point, causing Jingchen to scream repeatedly, her tender vulva spasming wildly, vaginal fluid gushing like a fountain.
Her enormous, milk-spraying breasts swayed violently, milk splattering everywhere, covering the offering table.
Jingchen was driven mad by the intense pleasure, her moans broken and intermittent: "Master...fuck me to death...play with me until I'm broken...ah...my vulva can't live without you anymore..."
Qin Tian roared and quickened his pace, his massive member thrusting in and out of her vagina like the wind, drawing out streams of white, cloudy fluid.
Finally, he thrust forward violently, his penis plunging deep inside, and scalding semen gushed out, filling her vagina with her fluids.
She screamed, her lower abdomen swelling slightly, and then a mixture of semen, vaginal fluid, urine, and milk gushed from their point of union, cascading like a waterfall onto the Buddha statue.
The Buddha statue was soaked by this extremely profane liquid, the milky white fluid flowing down its three heads and six arms, dripping onto the offering table, emitting a strong, sweet, and pungent odor.
Just then, the Buddha statue suddenly emitted a dazzling light, the golden light blinding, illuminating the entire meditation room as if it were daytime.
Qin Tian was forced to close his eyes by this sudden light, the sound of chanting filling his ears, as if thousands of Buddhas were reciting scriptures in unison.
He was jolted. When he opened his eyes again, the meditation room had vanished, and the dust from his robes had disappeared as well.
Before him lay an endless lotus pond, its waters crystal clear, each lotus blooming and emitting a faint fragrance.
Qin Tian stood barefoot on a giant lotus leaf, completely naked, his erection gleaming, yet a faint aura of Buddhist light emanated from him.
He frowned, looking around in confusion, when a clear, melodious voice came from behind him: "Buddha."
The voice was gentle yet dignified, strangely familiar.
Qin Tian whirled around, his pupils contracting sharply.
Before him sat a colossal Buddha, three heads and six arms, his presence imposing.
The Buddha wore a thin white robe, as thin as a cicada's wing, offering almost no coverage, revealing large expanses of snow-white skin, its curves alluring and irresistible.
The enormous breasts stood tall, their areolas faintly visible, identical to the Buddha statue enshrined in the meditation room, yet no longer a cold stone statue, but a living being. What shocked Qin Tian even more was that this Buddha's face was exactly the same as Jingchen's! Her countenance was solemn, her eyes lowered, a smile playing on her lips, a blend of holiness and lewdness.
Qin Tian looked up at this giant Buddha, his gaze gradually turning cold and sharp. He said in a deep voice, "Jingchen, I need an explanation." His tone carried a hint of anger and doubt.
Jingchen lowered her eyes, the enormous Buddha body trembled slightly, and her voice, like celestial music, rang out, filled with deep emotion and resolute determination: "My Buddha, my master, as you see, this is my true form, my lewd, joyful Buddha body."
Jingchen spoke, as if resonating with the heavens and earth, each word seeming to be uttered by countless monks and Buddhas.
"My Buddha, do you know that I willingly became your sex slave, using my cultivation to nurture your Buddha-nature, betraying Buddhism, abandoning my original pure Buddha-nature, and turning to the path of joy, completely releasing this lustful body, turning myself into your plaything, into a lewd and vile milk-spurting Buddha? All this, because I knew you were my Buddha. I saw the future, I saw that you would need me, and I understood my mission."
As her words fell, the enormous Buddha body suddenly transformed into countless points of light, cascading like a galaxy, all merging into Qin Tian's lower abdomen.
In an instant, chanting arose from Qin Tian's body, Buddha light shone brightly, golden light flowed, and a huge Buddha image appeared behind him, lotus flowers blooming, auspicious clouds swirling.
He felt a surge of immense power within him, his Buddha-nature fully awakened, and in an instant, he attained the supreme Buddhahood!
The surrounding scenery receded like the tide, the lotus pond disappeared, and he returned to his meditation room.
The room was empty, except for him. The Buddha statue on the altar was soaked in liquid, emitting an eerie glow.
Qin Tian's expression was complex. He looked down into his dantian and saw a three-headed, six-armed Buddha statue with closed eyes standing there. Its face was exactly the same as Jingchen's, holy yet lewd.
He was silent for a moment, then laughed, but there was no joy in his laughter, only mockery.
Although the Buddha statue inside him was slightly different in appearance, Qin Tian knew what it was.
It was the heretical Heavenly Demon statue that had been nurtured within him by his Primordial Heavenly Demon reincarnation.
But at this moment, the Buddha statue within Qin Tian's body had no demonic energy whatsoever. Instead, it emitted a gentle Buddhist light. Although its body was lewd, it remained holy.
"So all of this wasn't a coincidence. Was my reincarnation as a Heavenly Demon already arranged in this era?"
Qin Tian felt his mind was in turmoil.
He vaguely had some guesses, and perhaps he would soon be able to confirm them. Qin Tian dressed and left the meditation room. The scenes of lewd intercourse he had just witnessed seemed like a dream, a fleeting illusion. After experiencing unprecedented satisfaction with Jing Chen, he was left with only an emptiness. Overwhelmed with mixed emotions, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "So this is all part of the cycle of cause and effect."
He wandered aimlessly, unknowingly arriving at a small courtyard.
The courtyard was elegant and refined, with a cobblestone path, ancient trees reaching for the sky, their leaves slowly falling, casting a tranquil play of light and shadow. Beneath the ancient trees, a figure sat on a stone chair, a faint fragrance carried on the breeze.
The person's silver hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, shimmering in the sunlight.
She wore a thin, semi-transparent white gauze dress, as thin as a cicada's wing, which, in the sunlight, almost completely outlined her flawless figure.
Beneath her skirt, her curves were alluring, her large, rounded breasts standing tall, their rosy nipples peeking out, hard and erect against the thin fabric, as if ready to pierce the covering at any moment.
Her waist was slender, but her hips were full and plump. Between her crossed legs, thick, dark pubic hair was clearly visible beneath the white gauze, exuding a seductive aura of a mature woman.
She was Qin Tian's second sex slave, Su Xue, the former sect leader of the Yunshan Taoist Temple, a female sword immortal revered by thousands.
A long sword lay horizontally across Su Xue's legs, its scabbard ornate, its cold gleam subtly highlighting the noble beauty of her face.
Her features were exquisitely beautiful, her eyes possessing a cool, otherworldly quality. If not for this utterly seductive white gauze dress, anyone would mistake her for a celestial being descended to earth.
Yet, beneath this noble air lay a captivatingly alluring body. Her breasts, though not as exaggeratedly large as Jing Chen's, were rounded and firm, so full they could hardly be grasped in one hand. Her areolas were pink, and her nipples hardened like two ripe cherries, exuding endless temptation.
Qin Tian entered the courtyard, his gaze falling on Su Xue. He slowly walked forward, stopping before her.
Su Xue noticed his arrival, looked up, smiled slightly, and softly said, "Master." Her voice was clear and melodious, yet carried a hint of submissive allure.
Qin Tian nodded and sat directly on the stone chair opposite her, his gaze undisguisedly fixed on her firm, large breasts, his eyes filled with undisguised admiration.
Su Xue was beautiful, with an exceptionally refined air, especially after becoming his sex slave, and with each encounter, she had become even more radiant and captivating.
Su Xue lowered her longsword, her hands lightly stroking her skirt. Her tone was leisurely yet tinged with self-mockery. Before Qin Tian could speak, she began to recount their past: "I was once the sect leader of Yunshan Taoist Temple, a paragon of the Daoist school, the foremost female sword immortal, revered by all, and adored with the highest respect. But since you, Master, appeared, everything changed. Back then, I feared your background. To protect my disciples, I had no choice but to submit to you. My son indirectly lost his life because of this, and my eldest disciple also became your sex slave along with me."
She paused here, a bitter smile playing on her lips. She looked up at Qin Tian, her eyes showing no resentment, but rather a complex mix of emotions. "Master is truly a tyrant," she said, her voice low and seductive. A flush rose to her cheeks, and her eyes gleamed with lust. "However," she continued, "after being manipulated by you time and time again, after being brought to orgasm by your thick, powerful cock, and then brutally ejaculated inside me, I've realized I can't live without you. This body has completely become your cock's slave. Just seeing you makes my pussy involuntarily aroused, my juices flowing uncontrollably, turning me into a slutty, lowly breeding bitch."
As she spoke, she slowly rose, her long white dress slipping down to reveal her mature and alluring body.
She walked to Qin Tian, her knees buckling as she knelt before him, gazing at him intently. Her cherry lips parted slightly, her breath sweet as orchids. "Master," she said, "Su Xue now only wants to serve you, only wants to be fucked to the point of death by your big cock."
Qin Tian, seeing her noble yet wanton appearance, felt a burning lust within him.
He chuckled softly, reaching out to pinch her firm, large breasts, kneading them forcefully, his fingertips flicking at the erect nipples. He whispered, "You slutty bitch, since you want it so badly, I'll grant your wish!"
Su Xue gasped softly as he kneaded her, her body trembling slightly. Her vulva was already soaking wet, her juices flowing down her thighs. Her eyes grew increasingly hazy, filled with submission and longing.
Su Xue knelt between Qin Tian's legs, her silver hair cascading loosely over her shoulders, shimmering in the sunlight.
Her beautiful, noble face was now filled with lust, her eyes shifting with a mixture of submission and infatuation.
She looked up at Qin Tian, her cherry lips slightly parted, exhaling a breath of hot air, and whispered, "Master, let Su Xue serve you..." Her voice was soft and seductive, trembling slightly, as if even her words revealed her desire for that enormous member.
She reached out her slender, fair hands and gently unbuckled Qin Tian's belt, her movements soft yet urgent.
As his pants slid down, his already hard and throbbing penis sprang out, thick and menacing, veins bulging, slapping directly against Su Xue's face.
She let out a soft moan, her cheeks flushing slightly from the slap, but she didn't flinch. Instead, she leaned forward, pressing her nose against his penis and inhaling deeply, as if she had inhaled the most intoxicating fragrance, her eyes growing increasingly hazy.
Su Xue opened her cherry-like mouth, her pink tongue tentatively licking the full glans, then gently curling it into her mouth.
Her throat bobbed as she swallowed the sweet, metallic taste, letting out a satisfied moan: "Mmm... Master's taste is so good..."
As she spoke, she began to lick the shaft with her tongue, from tip to base, her tongue skillfully teasing each bulging vein, producing a series of wet, slippery sounds.
Her movements were slow and delicate, as if savoring a delicacy. Her tongue sometimes lay flat, licking, sometimes curled, teasing, even gently scraping the sensitive edges with her teeth, stimulating Qin Tian to let out a low gasp, his lower abdomen tightening.
After licking for a while, Su Xue finally took the entire penis into her mouth.
Her small mouth was stretched to its limit, her lips almost splitting open, a trickle of saliva overflowing from the corner of her mouth, running down her chin and dripping onto her firm, large breasts.
She began to move her head back and forth, gurgling sounds coming from deep in her throat. Her warm, tight mouth enveloped his penis, her tongue swirling and circling incessantly, even trying to penetrate the small opening at the tip, teasing Qin Tian until his scalp tingled with pleasure.
Her noble, aloof eyes were slightly upturned, looking at Qin Tian through her disheveled silver hair, tears welling in her eyes, yet filled with lust and submission.
Su Xue's hands were not idle either. One hand grasped the base of his penis, her slender fingers circling the thick shaft, stroking it up and down. Her other hand's fingertips occasionally kneaded the scrotum, the pressure just right, both gentle and provocative.
While performing oral sex, she rubbed her nipples against Qin Tian's inner thigh, leaving slippery marks, her posture so lewd it was arousing.
She swallowed deeper and deeper, her throat slightly bulging from the force of his penis, the thick outline of which was faintly visible against her snow-white neck.
Low moans escaped her throat, sounding like both pain and intense pleasure.
With each deep throat thrust, she tried her best to take the penis as far as possible, her nose almost touching Qin Tian's lower abdomen. Her silver hair clung messily to her face, soaked with sweat and saliva, making her look disheveled yet incomparably beautiful.
Qin Tian let out a low growl of pleasure, pressing her head down with his large hand, thrusting his hips forcefully, pounding into her mouth. His penis slammed in and out of her mouth, causing saliva to splatter from the corners of her mouth, dripping onto the floor.
Su Xue's eyes were filled with tears from the intense pleasure, her throat gurgling, yet she continued to respond with all her might.
She would sometimes look up, gazing at Qin Tian with hazy eyes, as if begging for his affection; other times, she would lower her head, her tongue licking even more vigorously. Her once noble, fairy-like face was now contorted with pleasure, white strands of fluid clinging to her lips, her cheeks flushed, her breathing heavy—a picture of wanton slut.
"You slut, you really know how to suck!" Qin Tian growled through gritted teeth, his thrusts becoming increasingly violent, his penis moving in and out of her mouth like the wind, the pleasure almost driving him to climax.
Su Xue whimpered repeatedly as he fucked her, yet still managed muffled moans with his penis still inside her: "Master… Xue Nu feels so good… Cum inside me…" Her voice trembled, tinged with tears, her face filled with submission and longing. Her body leaned slightly forward, her large breasts swaying, her juices already flowing between her legs, leaving a wet patch on the ground.
Qin Tian was driven to ecstasy by Su Xue's wet, tight mouth. Su Xue's tongue danced nimbly around his lips, and the suction from deep within her throat finally pushed him to his limit.
He let out a low growl, his large hand pressing down hard on Su Xue's head. With a sudden thrust, his hot, thick semen erupted like a volcanic eruption, flooding deep into her throat.
"Glug...glug..." Su Xue's throat bobbed, making clear swallowing sounds. The sweet, viscous liquid gushed in, tears welling in her eyes, but she offered no resistance. Instead, she swallowed skillfully, not wasting a single drop, greedily gulping it all down.
Her throat moved slightly, and the faint traces of swallowing were visible on her snow-white neck, her appearance both lewd and alluring.
A moment later, Qin Tian, panting heavily, slowly withdrew his penis from Su Xue's mouth.
With a soft "pop," the thick, massive member slid out of her wet mouth, leaving behind a trail of thick, white saliva that stretched from the corner of her mouth to the tip, glistening lasciviously in the sunlight.
The penis, still coated with her saliva and remnants of semen, glistened wetly, its tip throbbing slightly, still stubbornly hard.
Su Xue coughed lightly, a trace of white fluid clinging to the corner of her mouth, her silver hair plastered messily to her face, her cheeks flushed, her eyes glazed—a picture of wanton debauchery after being ravaged.
She looked up at Qin Tian, her cherry lips slightly parted, deliberately displaying an empty mouth, her tongue gently curling inside to prove she had swallowed her master's semen clean.
She licked her lips, whispering seductively, "Thank you for your hospitality, Master. Your semen is so rich and intoxicating, Xuenu is so satisfied..." Her voice was soft and alluring, with a hint of coquetry, but her jade-like hands didn't stop, still gently holding the still-erect penis, slowly stroking it up and down.
Her fingers were slender and long, her fingertips gently caressing the bulging veins of the shaft, sometimes kneading the tip, sometimes sliding to the base, the movements gentle yet provocative, as if unwilling to let go of this enormous thing that had driven her to such ecstasy.
As Su Xue stroked his penis, she raised her eyes, gazing at Qin Tian with seductive eyes, and continued, "Master, my physique isn't that of an ordinary sword cultivator. It's a special Great Dao Physique, capable of absorbing countless Great Daos for my own use. Unfortunately, my aptitude is limited; so far, I've only been able to absorb one Great Dao—the Sword Dao."
As she spoke, a hint of self-deprecation lingered in her tone, but her hands didn't stop, gently stroking his penis. As her fingertips traced the tip, she even squeezed out a drop of residual semen, smearing it on the shaft, making it appear even more lewd.
Qin Tian frowned slightly upon hearing this, his gaze lingering on her, seemingly sensing the hidden meaning in her words.
A name for a physique flashed through his mind—a physique he knew better than anyone else.
Noticing his reaction, Su Xue smiled knowingly and continued, "Master, I feel my mission now. Jingchen is more insightful than I am; she sees things more clearly, while I only understand now..."
She paused, her gaze growing increasingly intense as she stared intently at Qin Tian. Her hands moved faster, the penis throbbing more noticeably in her palm.
She whispered, "Master, let me become one with you. This body of mine was born for you."
Su Xue slowly rose, her silver hair flowing freely, her eyes filled with fervor and determination.
She straddled Qin Tian's lap, legs spread, his erect penis pressed against her flat stomach, its burning heat penetrating her skin, the tip even pressing against her soft navel.
She cupped Qin Tian's face in her hands, leaning closer. Her large, round, firm breasts pressed against his muscular chest, the soft, elastic flesh flattened by the pressure. Her rosy nipples pressed hard against his pectoral muscles, forming a sensual bridge connecting their bodies.
Her breathing was heavy, her warm breath washing over Qin Tian's face, carrying the alluring scent of a mature woman.
Su Xue gazed at Qin Tian, her eyes deep and complex, and whispered, "I wanted to bear children for my master, to continue the bloodline, but now it seems there's no chance. Master, love me fiercely, possess me fiercely..." Before she finished speaking, a resolute glint flashed in her eyes. She then lifted her hips, her slender hand grasping his thick, erect penis, aiming it at her already soaking wet vulva, and slowly sat down.
At the moment of penetration, Su Xue let out a soft moan, her delicate body trembling slightly.
The full glans first parted her pink labia, slippery vaginal fluid flowing down them, lubricating the entry of the penis.
The glans slowly stretched open the tight opening, the tender flesh being squeezed apart with a soft "plop," like a thin membrane being torn.
Su Xue bit her lower lip, her brows furrowed slightly, a mixture of pain and pleasure on her face. As her hips sank, the penis slowly slid into the thick, dark pubic hair, its thick shaft gradually swallowed by the warm, wet opening.
Her lower abdomen swelled slightly, the outline of the penis clearly visible as it stretched open, finally penetrating completely, reaching the deepest point, causing her clitoris to tremble, and vaginal fluid gushed out, flowing down Qin Tian's thighs.
"Ah... Master... so deep..." Su Xue cried out, her arms tightening around Qin Tian's neck, and she began to actively twist her hips.
Her hips rose and fell, her vagina tightly gripping his penis, the tender flesh undulating and sucking. Each lift brought forth a glistening stream of lustful fluid, each slam of her hips echoing with the slapping sound of flesh against flesh.
Her large breasts swayed violently with each movement, their waves rolling, the erect nipples rubbing against Qin Tian's chest, leaving red marks.
Her silver hair flew wildly, sweat trickling down her forehead, dripping onto their joined bodies, mingling with the lustful fluid and making a sticky, wet sound.
She rode faster and faster, her hips twisting more and more exaggeratedly, the pleasure deep within her vagina causing her to scream repeatedly: "Master's penis...it's so thick...it's killing me..."
Qin Tian, aroused by her proactive lust, breathed heavily and said, "Su Xue, let's abandon everything, this is the last time."
Su Xue's eyes were filled with tears. She leaned forward, her cherry lips meeting Qin Tian's, her tongue skillfully slipping inside to entwine.
She kissed him while thrusting her hips faster, his penis plunging in and out of her vagina like the wind, leaving her lower body a mess, her juices splattering, leaving a wet patch on the floor.
After dozens of thrusts, Su Xue was panting heavily, her body limp, her face flushed, her eyes glazed.
Qin Tian, however, was not yet satisfied. He suddenly stood up, cupped her plump, round buttocks with both hands, and lifted her up.
Su Xue gasped, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist, clinging to him like a koala ravaged by sex.
Her wet vagina still clung tightly to his penis, her juices dripping from their point of contact onto the floor.
Qin Tian gripped her buttocks firmly with both hands, his fingertips digging deep into the soft flesh, and with a low growl, began to thrust violently while standing.
With each thrust, he slammed his hips to the deepest point, his penis pounding in and out of her vagina like a storm, the sounds of their impact echoing through the courtyard. Su Xue screamed repeatedly, her large breasts heaving, her silver hair flying wildly.
She clung tightly to Qin Tian's neck, her cries broken and fragmented: "Master...it's too strong...Xue Nu is going to die...fuck me...fuck me harder...ah..." Her vagina was swollen and red from the intense fucking, her juices mixed with sweat, soaking the floor. Her body trembled violently under Qin Tian's fierce thrusts, on the verge of collapse.
Qin Tian fucked her harder and harder, his massive member as hard as an iron pillar, each penetration hitting Su Xue's G-spot, bringing tears to her eyes, saliva dripping from her mouth. She had completely lost her noble, sword-wielding demeanor, becoming a wanton, lustful bitch.
Qin Tian, holding Su Xue upright, thrust into her violently. His thick, hard penis pumped in and out of her wet, hot vagina like a storm, each thrust sending her hips rippled and her juices splashing everywhere.
Su Xue clung to him, her legs wrapped around his waist, already dazed from the intense pleasure. Her moans echoed through the courtyard: "Master...it's too deep...it's going to penetrate me...my uterus is going to be ripped open...I'm going to die..." Her vagina was tight and slippery, the tender flesh frantically sucking at his penis. With each of Qin Tian's violent thrusts, the glans slammed against her soft cervix.
The full, hot glans pounded against her cervix like a hammer, each impact producing a muffled "smack." Su Xue's body trembled violently, her lower abdomen slightly swollen, the relentless assault of his penis clearly visible.
She screamed and twisted her hips, her cervix slightly reddened from the impact, her juices mingling with sweat, dripping onto the ground.
Qin Tian growled, pressing down hard on her plump buttocks with both hands, his hips thrusting forward, his glans squeezing fiercely against her tightly closed cervix.
Su Xue gasped, her legs tensing, the tender flesh inside her vagina spasming and squeezing his penis, as if resisting this extreme invasion.
"Open!" Qin Tian gritted his teeth and growled, the tip of his glans grinding against the cervix. Lubricated by the slippery vaginal fluid, the tight entrance was finally stretched open little by little.
The moment his glans squeezed into the cervix, Su Xue screamed, "Ah!! Master…it's in…the uterus…" Her voice trembled, tinged with tears. The cervix was stretched full, the tender flesh forced apart, making a soft, lewd "plop" sound.
Taking advantage of the momentum, Qin Tian thrust forward again, his entire glans breaking through the resistance, plunging deep into the uterus, the shaft following closely behind, disappearing into the warm, moist cavity.
Su Xue's lower abdomen was visibly swollen. Tears welled in her eyes, saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth, and she was utterly broken.
Qin Tian thrust wildly inside her uterus, each stroke reaching its deepest point, causing Su Xue's uterine walls to contract violently, and her vaginal fluids gushed out.
Her large breasts swayed even more violently, her nipples hard like two red cherries, sweat mixed with her vaginal fluids covering her entire body.
Qin Tian, panting heavily, growled, "Didn't you say you wanted to have my child? Then I'll fill your uterus!"
Su Xue was driven mad by the fucking, only able to utter broken moans: "Master... cum... fill me... let me have my child..."
Qin Tian suddenly accelerated, his glans slamming into her uterus, a stream of hot, thick semen gushing out, pouring deep into her womb.
Su Xue screamed, her body trembling violently. Her vagina and uterus spasmed simultaneously, and she reached orgasm in the ultimate pleasure. Her juices gushed out like a tidal wave, mingling with semen as they flowed down her legs and soaked the ground.
Just as they reached their climax, the surrounding scenery abruptly changed.
The courtyard vanished, replaced by a vast expanse of water where sky and water merged into one. The water beneath their feet was like a mirror, reflecting the heavens and earth, shimmering with light.
Su Xue stood barefoot on the water, her silver hair flowing in the wind, her body radiating a soft glow, like a fairy descending to earth.
Her wanton body was now enveloped in a halo of light, her large breasts firm, her waist slender, the wet marks between her legs still damp, yet possessing an air of sanctity.
Qin Tian stood on the water, gazing at her.
Su Xue slowly approached, gently stroking his cheek with her slender hand, and said softly, "Su Xue is very happy to be loved by Master in her final moments. I will always be with you inside you. May Master have a smooth future and never forget me."
Her eyes, no longer consumed by lust, were clear as water, brimming with deep affection and love.
She tiptoed, her cherry lips meeting Qin Tian's, a touch of reluctance and longing in her gaze.
Qin Tian's heart skipped a beat. He wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her tightly, as if wanting to keep her forever.
The two embraced tightly, their lips and teeth mingling, their breaths mingling, while Su Xue's body slowly transformed into light.
Her figure gradually became transparent, countless points of light scattering from her body like falling stars, ultimately transforming into streams of light that merged into Qin Tian's dantian.
Qin Tian's arms were now empty, leaving him alone on the water's surface.
He looked down inward, and in his dantian appeared a statue of a female immortal, sitting cross-legged with eyes closed, her silver hair flowing, holding a long sword, her face unmistakably Su Xue.
She floated there silently, existing alongside the pure Buddha statue, radiating a soft light.
The reflection on the water receded, and Qin Tian returned to the courtyard. The stone chair beneath the ancient tree stood empty.
"The Source of the Great Dao flows…"
"Haha, my two physiques are actually Jingchen and Su Xue, how interesting… hahaha…"
He chuckled self-deprecatingly, looked up at the sky, and whispered, "Did you arrange all of this?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle breeze swept by, and a figure silently appeared behind him.
It was a woman of indescribable beauty. Her beauty transcended the mortal world; all words of praise seemed to pale in comparison, and language appeared powerless before her.
She was the Dao Mother who nurtured the Great Dao, the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao, the supreme goddess, Gong Xiaoyue.
Gong Xiaoyue wore a semi-transparent white gauze robe, its flowing sleeves like swirling clouds, vaguely outlining her flawless figure.
Her face was exactly like Qin Tian's mother's, yet she possessed an ethereal quality; her eyes were as deep as a galaxy, and a smile played on her lips, radiating boundless love and authority.
She parted her lips slightly, her voice as melodious as heavenly music, yet carrying a heavy, fateful weight: "These are all the workings of destiny. The causes of today will inevitably bear fruit in the future. Perhaps, this is the truth of what happened back then."
"I merely showed them the future. It was all their own choice. But that Buddhist nun was different; she foresaw it from the very beginning."
Qin Tian turned to look at her, his gaze falling on her familiar yet unfamiliar face. He said in a deep voice, "How much longer?"
Gong Xiaoyue lowered her eyes, her tone calm yet tinged with gravity: "Darkness has already begun to gnaw at my authority. Many places have already fallen. I think the Qin clan members have probably noticed as well."
Qin Tian nodded upon hearing this. His grandfather's lifespan, or rather, the Qin Lord who had never appeared, was a factor. Initially, Qin Tian had assumed the Qin Lord was in seclusion, but he considered that with Darkness brewing, someone like the Qin Lord shouldn't be unaware. Perhaps, without his knowledge, the Qin clan had already clashed with Darkness.
His expression was complex. He said softly, "Give me a little more time. I'll set off after I marry Wuhun."
Gong Xiaoyue smiled slightly, her eyes gentle as water. She said softly, "Alright, then so be it."
She paused, a deeper meaning creeping into her smile, then said, "Let's begin today's cultivation."
As she finished speaking, she slowly walked to Qin Tian, her slender hand gently lifting and unbuttoning her semi-transparent white gauze top.
The top slipped down, revealing a pair of flawless, snow-white breasts, breathtakingly perfect.
Gong Xiaoyue's breasts were a masterpiece of creation—no, she herself was the creator, naturally perfect.
Large and firm, like two towering snow-capped peaks, they stood proudly on her chest, yet showed no signs of sagging.
The flesh was full and round, the skin smoother than snow, almost translucent, with the delicate blue veins visible beneath.
Her areolas were a pale pink, perfectly shaped like a full moon, with soft edges. Two erect, bright red nipples, like ripe cherries, exuded a faint, sweet fragrance.
Her large breasts trembled slightly with her breath, the waves of milk swaying gently, radiating endless allure and maternal glow. Perfectly flawless, they ignited desire in anyone who looked at them, yet also inspired boundless awe.
Qin Tian's gaze lingered on her breasts for a moment, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. Then he leaned closer and bit down on one of her erect nipples.
His lips enveloped the nipple, sucking hard, his tongue nimbly circling the areola, his teeth gently nibbling, producing a soft "tsk tsk" sound.
Gong Xiaoyue let out a soft moan, her delicate body trembling slightly, but she did not resist. Instead, she looked down at Qin Tian, her eyes filled with love and doting affection.
She reached out her slender hand and gently stroked his hair, her fingertips softly combing through the strands, like a mother soothing a child in her arms.
Her movements were gentle, her body swaying slightly, and she began to hum an ancient nursery rhyme, her voice melodious and gentle, carrying endless peace and warmth.
Qin Tian felt as if he had returned to reality, back to the Fallen Immortal Dynasty, to his mother, who, when he was a child, had done the same, breastfeeding him and softly humming lullabies.
For a moment, Qin Tian couldn't distinguish which was reality.
Soon, Qin Tian's suckling paid off.
A stream of sweet, rich milk gushed from his nipple and flowed into his mouth.
The milk was crystal clear, carrying an endless, pure, primal aura, containing countless mysteries of the Great Dao, as if the very Dao itself was nourishing him.
Qin Tian's throat bobbed as he swallowed the milk greedily. With each sip, a surge of immense power welled up within him, his blood boiled, and the Great Dao resonated within him.
As he suckled, he reached out and caressed Gong Xiaoyue's long, slender, white thighs.
His palms rubbed against her smooth, jade-like flesh, gradually moving upwards to her full, plump buttocks. He squeezed hard, his fingertips digging into the soft flesh, kneading its astonishing elasticity.
Gong Xiaoyue didn't stop him; instead, her eyes showed even more tenderness.
She continued to hum a lullaby, her body swaying gently with Qin Tian's caresses. Her perfect, large breasts trembled before him, milk trickling down her cleavage to her flat stomach, dampening the hem of her white gauze dress.
She looked down at him, whispering, "Drink, my child...grow up quickly...drink more." Her voice was gentle as water, yet carried a strange, profound meaning.
Qin Tian raised his head, his lips still glistening with milk, his gaze complex and intense.
He released the nipple, whispering, "Mother..." His tone held both desire and some indescribable emotion. He then buried his face in the breast again, continuing to suckle the sweet milk of the Heavenly Dao, greedily absorbing its power and warmth.
Qin Tian buried his face between Gong Xiaoyue's flawless breasts, alternating between the two. Sometimes he would suckle the firm, red nipple of the left breast forcefully, sometimes he would move to the right, his tongue circling the areola, his teeth gently biting the tip, making a "tsk tsk" sound as he sucked.
The milk gushed out like a spring of sweet water, rich and sweet, carrying the power of the Heavenly Dao's origin into his body. He swallowed deeply, his throat bobbing, each gulp filling his body with the power of the Great Dao, until the power became overwhelming, his dantian throbbing with a dull ache, unable to hold any more. Only then did he reluctantly release his mouth.
He looked up, a trace of creamy milk stain lingering at the corner of his mouth. His hands still clung to Gong Xiaoyue's perfect body, his fingertips tracing the smoothness of her waist and full hips, indulging in the amazing and familiar sensation.
Gong Xiaoyue looked down at him, sitting on his lap, her large breasts swaying slightly, her nipples still dripping with glistening milk, droplets falling onto Qin Tian's legs.
She extended her pink tongue, gently licking the milk stain from the corner of Qin Tian's mouth, her tongue lightly sweeping across his lips, wiping away the sweet trace, her movements filled with maternal tenderness.
After she finished licking, she stood up, her large breasts trembling and erect, milk flowing down her cleavage, dampening the hem of her white gauze dress, exuding an aura of both allure and purity.
Qin Tian's gaze lingered on her, a surge of desire and longing welling up within him.
Not only did the Dao Mother resemble his mother exactly, but her graceful figure was also identical. Every time he was with her, he couldn't help but recall his mother's warm embrace.
He murmured to himself, "Aren't you really my mother?" His tone carried a complex emotion.
Gong Xiaoyue smiled gently, her still-milking breasts prominent, and tenderly bent down to stroke his head, saying softly, "My good baby can't drink anymore, okay? You need to digest first. After you've digested, Mother will feed you again, okay?"
Her voice was as gentle as water, full of love, as if she were truly a mother coaxing a greedy child.
She was the Mother of the Great Dao, the supreme mother of all under heaven, and naturally regarded Qin Tian as her own child.
Qin Tian took a deep breath, suppressing his emotions, and said in a deep voice, "Jingchen and Su Xue have already completed their missions, but what about Chu Qingzhu?"
Chu Qingzhu was Su Xue's eldest disciple, and also one of his sex slaves.
Gong Xiaoyue lowered her eyes and calmly said, "She has completed her mission."
Just moments before, during Qin Tian and Su Xue's intense union.
In an unknown place, a bottomless abyss, at the bottom of which lay a river that flowed through time, its shimmering surface exuding a mysterious aura—a corner of the river of time.
Chu Qingzhu, dressed in green, stood by the riverbank, her tall, voluptuous figure swaying in the wind. Her beautiful eyes held a hint of reluctance and resolve.
She had once been Su Xue's prized disciple, the senior disciple of Yunshan Taoist Temple, possessing unparalleled swordsmanship and peerless beauty. She had also been Lin Jing's girlfriend, but since Qin Tian's appearance, before Lin Jing could even touch her, she had been turned into a complete slut by Qin Tian.
She had struggled, she had been terrified, but after Lin Jing's death, she completely submitted, becoming Qin Tian's sex slave along with her master, Su Xue.
Through repeated manipulation, she had long forgotten Lin Jing and fallen in love with Qin Tian. Even as a sex slave, even as lowly as dust, she was willing to use her body to please her master.
However, after glimpsing a corner of the future, she understood that merely using her body could not truly help her master.
She looked down at the River of Time and asked, "Will this help my master?"
At that moment, a figure appeared beside her—it was Dao Mother Gong Xiaoyue.
She whispered, "Yes, you saw it too. He in the future needs help."
"That's enough." Chu Qingzhu finished speaking and stepped into the River of Time without hesitation.
The river water was icy cold, slowly submerging her ankles and calves, gradually rising to her full thighs.
Her delicate body trembled slightly, but she did not stop.
Gong Xiaoyue looked at her retreating figure and asked, "Do you know that once you enter the River of Time, you will face endless time, be trapped within it, and endure countless years alone, suffering unimaginable loneliness?"
Chu Qingzhu paused, not turning back, her voice calm yet firm: "Will I meet my master in the future?"
Gong Xiaoyue nodded: "The moment he issues the summons, the mark I left within you will guide you back to his side."
"That's enough." Chu Qingzhu continued forward, the river water already reaching her waist, covering her firm breasts.
Her blue robes were soaked, clinging to her skin, outlining her graceful figure.
Gong Xiaoyue asked one last time, "Is there anything I can tell him?"
Chu Qingzhu stopped, the river water already up to her neck. Her voice was soft yet full of deep affection: "Just tell him for me that Chu Qingzhu can no longer serve him. In the future, let Master punish Qingzhu's cunt. I no longer hate him. I wish Master a smooth future."
With the last word, she completely disappeared into the river of time. Ripples appeared on the surface, then returned to calm.
She sank into the silence of time, awaiting the call of the future.
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