When I opened my eyes again, I had already returned to the valley.
My left arm has been reattached, though it remains heavily wrapped. For injuries, I've taken elixirs from Master, they may not resurrect the dead, but they can restore flesh to bones. Thus, I'm unconcerned about becoming a one-armed hero.
Yet the hollow ache in my lower abdomen left me feeling utterly empty.
A decade of cultivation destroyed in an instant, with no certainty of ever practicing again, to say I wasn't upset would be a lie.
"You can blame the master?" She stood by the window, her back to me, showing that same unique coolness.
I chuckled. "How could I blame you? You sent me out to gain experience precisely so I could grow on my own. If I needed your constant guidance and protection for everything, how could I ever improve my cultivation?"
"Ultimately, it was my own carelessness. I fell into that group of monks' trap without realizing it. If I'd sensed something was wrong and immediately led Yun'er and the others away, things wouldn't have escalated to this point..."
Master sighed softly, walking slowly to my side. Moonlight fell upon her flowing white robes, making her appear even more like a fairy descended from the heavens.
"It's good you think this way, but this matter was indeed my oversight..." Master extended her jade-like hand, gently pressing it against my lower abdomen. Her fingertips were slightly cool, and the soft fingers brushed against my skin, causing an involuntary reaction in my lower body.
"Truthfully, after you left the valley, I kept a watchful eye on you. I knew when that old monk's disciple ambushed you. I just never imagined you'd detonate my Qi Sea so decisively. By the time I arrived, it was already too late..."
Her voice grew increasingly quiet, the guilt in her eyes piercing my heart. I placed my still-intact left hand over hers on my abdomen, maintaining my usual carefree attitude: "Ha, I knew you couldn't bear to lose me..."
"Your Qi Sea is destroyed. There is no possibility of rebuilding it..."
Master's quiet words struck me like thunder, sending shivers through my body.
I forced a smile, though the tremor in my voice betrayed me: "If that's the case, I'll simply live as an ordinary mortal. As long as Master doesn't drive me away, I'll settle in the valley with Yun'er and Man'er. Perhaps I'll have them bear me a few children, and live a simple life..."
Master cut me off abruptly, pulling me into her embrace: "Mo Qing, it is I who have failed you..."
Half a month later, my injuries finally healed.
Yet with my Qi Sea hollow and empty, I still felt sad.
Over these past days, I'd constantly pondered and had come to understand why I'd fallen into the trap of those monks at Lingyin Temple the moment I entered Liangzhou.
Their scheme hadn't been specifically designed for me, I was merely the unexpected prize that stumbled into their trap.
When I first entered Liangzhou, the demonic calamity mentioned by that young officer and the Buddha's Light that Monk Kongyan channeled into my body shared a similar essence.
And the old monk's words about inheriting the Buddha's family reminded me of the Buddha's relics.
I showed my master that crystal-clear, jade-like Buddha relic, and she confirmed my suspicions.
"The monks of Lingyin Temple practice the Joyful Path. This path isn't particularly strong, yet it can use mysterious powers to confuse and control minds, ultimately enslaving others' consciousness. Rumor has it that Joyful Path also possesses a forbidden technique capable of absorbing others' flesh, blood, and vital essence for one's own use. However, this method is extremely cruel, and few know of it."
"As for this Buddha bone..." My drunken master casually tossed the jade bone filled with Buddha's essence, smashing it into shards.
"Fake."
Sure enough, it wasn't the real thing. I knew it, if it were truly that important, how could it have fallen into my hands so easily?
"Want to know where the real one is?"
Master glanced back at me, her eyes holding an indescribable meaning.
I nodded.
"Come..." Master summoned the jade phoenix. I stepped onto its back, wrapping my arms around Master's waist from behind as she guided the sword upward into the sky.
The last time I'd held Master like this was years ago, back when I barely reached her chest. But now, I stood half a head taller than her.
Breathing the faint, lingering scent of her skin, my mind wandered. Today, she wore the same flowing, semi-transparent white rope, but beneath it was not the usual emptiness, instead, she wore lingerie I had sewn myself. I remembered it vividly: a set of dark blue, alluring undergarments. The two-piece resemble featured a bra with uplifting padding that highlighted her breasts, making them appear even fuller, while the crotchless panties revealed her snow-white pussy. To add a playful touch, a string of tiny pearls was sewn along the crotch, positioned precisely at her pussy. With every movement, these pearls would rub against her folds, grinding until she was dripping wet.
Was her hairless pussy being teased by those pearls right now?
The mere thought of my master's hairless pussy, dripping with lust between her legs, made the cock between my thighs grow rock-hard. My master's clothing was thin, and mine was much the same. My burning cock pushed through several layers of sheer fabric, thrusting straight into the tender ass wrapped in her skirt.
"Don't get distracted..." Master scolded me softly, yet she didn't pull her jade-like ass away. My excitement only grew. Since I was six, I'd lusted after my master's body. In my mind, she was like a goddess from the heavens, yet she offered herself to me without guard. Day and night, I gazed upon her Fairy form, dreaming of thrusting my cock into her divine, fairy-like pussy.
"Master, my mind is wholly focused on you now. How could I dare be distracted?"
My master was helpless against my shameless advances, allowing me to lewdly press against her plump, peach-like ass.
Seeing she had no intention of stopping me, my excitement surged. Since I couldn't release my cock from my pants while flying on my sword, I pressed it through several layers of fabric into her ass. Her two plump, tender buttocks were round and soft, their slippery flesh surrounding my cockhead. Even through the fabric, the sensation sent me into ecstasy.
After thrusting wildly between her ass, the tip of my cock finally encountered a very tight opening. My heart leapt with joy, this must be her anus. I thrust my hips forward with all my strength, stretching the fabric to its limit. Yet even so, her anus only opened slightly, allowing just the very tip of my cockhead to slip inside.
My master let out a soft moan ahead of me. I glanced sideways to see her brows furrowed and lips pressed together, and my courage faltered. Yet the temptation of defiling my noble, sacred master was too great to resist. Besides, after that soft moan, she made no further move, so my boldness returned.
I buried my thick cock between her ass, pressing against her anus and attempting a few thrusts. She seemed to silently consent to my actions, so I grew bolder. My hands slid up her waist, and soon, through her white robe, I grasped her full, beautiful breasts.
Only then did she softly snap, "Don't be so bold!" But her words carried no real intent to stop me.
"Disciple dares not..." I confessed with my mouth, yet my hands continued their work, kneading her breasts through her clothes into countless shapes. Her breasts were soft and tender, yet remarkably elastic. Still unsatisfied, I reached for her nipples. But no matter how I kneaded and pinched, they refused to swell or harden. This left me rather disheartened. Could it be that my actions stirred not a single flicker of desire in her?
I've never been one to admit defeat. The more she resisted, the more I wanted to challenge her. Precisely because she was as cold and noble as a fairy did I crave to see her soft moans and her eyes narrowed into seductive slits, that utterly beautiful expression!
With this thought, I reached between her legs, hoping to explore her hairless, plump pussy. This time, she finally reacted, grabbing my wrist with a cold tone: "Don't be rude!"
I reluctantly withdrew my hand, but noting she hadn't stopped me from thrusting against her jade-like ass, I began thrusting my hips, repeatedly poking her anus with my cock.
At first, I feared her anger and kept my movements controlled. But after a while, seeing her remain silent, I thrust faster and faster. My thick cock pounded against her ass. Had it not been for the sheer fabric between us, my cock would surely have plunged into her anus, savoring the pleasure of her tight anus!
Even so, I managed to force most of my cockhead into the point of her ass. The tight, tender flesh of her anus surrounded my head, sending waves of pleasure through me. After over a hundred thrusts, even my motionless master began to pant slightly. I was utterly overwhelmed, waves of intense pleasure crashing over me one after another. My cock twitched several times before a sudden surge of ejaculation surged through my mind. Clutching my master's full, beautiful breasts with both hands, I pressed my body tightly against hers!
"Master! Your disciple is about to come!"
I growled. My swollen cock tore through the fabric! The fiery red cockhead broke through like a bamboo spear, piercing through all resistance and plunging deep into my master's tight anus!
So good! So tight!
In that instant, my mind was consumed by those two thoughts alone. Unfortunately, my cock hadn't fully pierced the fabric. The remaining threads stretched, preventing further penetration. I could only bury my cockhead deep within her anus, shoot semen into her noble anus with each thrust.
Never before had I ejaculated so heavily and urgently. Thick, white semen nearly filled her entire anus. When I finally pulled my cock out of her anus, gasping for breath, streams of hot, thick semen dripped from her anus. The sight stirred me deeply, and my cock surged to life once more.
This time, with no fabric obstructing me, I was certain I could thrust my cock fully into my master's anus and fuck her properly!
But my master didn't give me the chance. Before I could make a move, she reached behind her jade-like ass and stroked the torn fabric. Instantly, it mended itself, and the jade phoenix slowed its descent, drifting downward.
Knowing the moment had passed, I reluctantly withdrew my cock.
Just before landing, something occurred to me, and I asked my master.
"Master, why did you wear only the bra and no panties with this lingerie set?"
"Those bottoms are rather inconvenient."
Master didn't look at me, merely walking forward at a leisurely pace.
I scratched my head and followed behind.
I didn't know where we were, but it must still be within the valley.
Beneath a canopy of trees stood a wooden house.
I had never seen this house before.
Before Master and I reached the front, the courtyard gate creaked open.
"Young Master..."
A wave of perfume hit me as two slender figures, one tall, one small, threw themselves into my arms.
Master made no move to stop me. Only after I had properly comforted Yun'er and Man'er did she resume her pace into the courtyard.
The house had two rooms. One was where Yun'er and Man'er lived.
The other...
Yun'er pushed open the door.
Li ying, who claimed to be the eldest daughter of Prince, sat stiffly on the bed, her face as pale as gold paper.
"The sacred relic she gave you is fake."
"The real one is still with her."
"Or rather, inside her body."