Hidden Ravishment at the Lotus Conference Hall
Author's note at the start: When I wrote this, I never imagined there'd be a sequel—it's damn hard to top.
The next morning, around nine o'clock at the hour of Si.
In the Lianhua Conference Hall behind the Tianlian Sect's main palace, sunlight streamed through the massive spirit crystals embedded in the ceiling, casting dappled light and shadows across the white jade floor.
The air inside was fresh, infused with a faint lotus fragrance. The surrounding walls were etched with ancient defensive restrictions, emanating a soft spiritual glow.
At the center stood a massive white jade round table, its surface mirror-smooth, clearly reflecting the faces of those around it. Eight intricately carved jade chairs encircled it, each crafted from high-grade spirit jade and pulsing with subtle spiritual energy.
Zhang Ling sat upon the throne at the head of the table.
This throne was originally reserved for the sect leader—grand and ornate, its backrest carved with a nine-petal white lotus motif.
Yet he was completely invisible—Liu Ruolian had personally cast the Void Invisibility Technique after last night's gathering, enveloping him and Liu Qingxue in a exquisite spatial restriction.
To outsiders, the head seat appeared empty, with only Liu Ruolian seated gracefully to the right, her demeanor cold and aloof as always, the late Golden Core White Lotus Fairy and sect leader.
Liu Qingxue knelt between Zhang Ling's legs, her snow-white body bare save for a gossamer-thin transparent veil draped over her.
The veil was so sheer it barely existed, perfectly outlining her sixteen-year-old figure—plump yet youthful: her full, perky breasts already hinting at a mother's allure, pink nipples like cherries faintly visible beneath the fabric; a waist so slender it could be spanned by one hand; round, plump hips raised high in her kneeling pose; and below, her pink white tiger pussy still glistening from last night's repeated creampies by Zhang Ling, slightly parted with honey leaking slowly.
Zhang Ling's peerlessly handsome face bore a lazy, satisfied smile. One hand gently pressed Liu Qingxue's nape, the other kneading her breast through the veil as he murmured praise: "Qingxue, your little mouth is getting so good at sucking... You only learned last night, and this morning you're already so eager... Your tongue wraps so nicely..."
Liu Qingxue's small mouth enveloped his thick, enormous cock, her throat stuffed full, producing faint "glug-glug" wet sounds.
Her eyes shimmered with moisture as she looked up at her master, her voice muffled but adoring: "Mmm... Master... Qingxue loves sucking you... Your cock is so hot... so big... Qingxue will suck clean all the cum you shot into Mommy and Qingxue's wombs last night..."
Liu Ruolian sat to Zhang Ling's right, her expression composed and elegant on the surface.
She wore a snow-white elder's robe, its collar slightly open to reveal delicate collarbones and the alluring curve of her full breasts.
Her body still felt faintly weak from the dozens of orgasms last night, but she endured, her voice clear and cold as ever: "Today's meeting will discuss next month's spirit vein allocation, outer sect disciple recruitment, and maintenance of the sect's defensive arrays. Is everyone here?"
Footsteps echoed from outside. Bai Xuan—the Tianlian Sect Supreme Elder, Liu Ruolian's husband, and Liu Qingxue's birth father—entered first.
His hair and beard neatly groomed, his daoist robe impeccable, his face flushed with the vigor of his recent breakthrough to early Nascent Soul, his aura powerful and steady.
Only he knew his crotch was already soaked.
Bai Xuan took the vice seat to the left of the head, cupping his hands: "Sect Leader, this subordinate has arrived."
Three graceful figures entered one after another.
The first was Mu Qinglan.
She appeared in her early thirties, clad in a pale cyan elder's robe, her features warm and dignified: oval face, willow-leaf brows, and moist almond eyes always carrying a gentle smile, like a spring breeze.
Her mature, voluptuous figure was stunning—her heavy white breasts strained against her robe, easily H-cup scale (who'd have thought I'd write H-cups one day; I was out of ideas, no time to design new characters, damn it), jiggling softly as she walked, forming a deep cleavage; her waist surprisingly slim, creating a dramatic hourglass; her hips wide, round, and plump, the robe hem hinting at their sway with each step.
She moved lightly, her voice soft as spring winds: "Sect Leader, Elder Bai, good morning. Qinglan is late."
The second was Xuefei Xianzi.
She looked in her forties, her skin icy and crystalline, features refined and aloof, phoenix eyes narrow and sharp, thin red lips sensual. She exuded a cold beauty that repelled yet fatally attracted.
Her ice-blue elder's robe wrapped her tall, slender frame: full, firm breasts without excess; a waist so fine it seemed breakable; tight, round hips; long, straight legs, the robe swaying to reveal elegant calves.
She nodded slightly, her voice cool with a magnetic undertone: "Greetings, Sect Leader, Elder Bai."
The third was Yun Shang Furen.
Around thirty-five or six, oval face, peach-blossom eyes naturally seductive at the corners, plump red lips enticing.
Her pink guest elder robe clung to her fiery figure: proud breasts nearly bursting the fabric, soft waist like willow, plump perky ass swaying with natural rhythm as she walked.
She smiled charmingly yet appropriately, her voice soft and glutinous: "Sect Leader, Elder Bai, this concubine Yun Shang offers greetings."
Once seated, all three turned their gazes to Bai Xuan, faces alight with genuine joy.
Mu Qinglan spoke first, smiling warmly: "Elder Bai's seclusion breakthrough to early Nascent Soul is a great fortune for our Tianlian Sect. Qinglan congratulates you—now we have another Nascent Soul powerhouse, strengthening our sect's defenses."
Xuefei Xianzi nodded faintly, a glint of approval in her cold phoenix eyes: "Elder Bai's talent is remarkable; this breakthrough came naturally. Xuefei shares the sect's joy."
Yun Shang Furen covered her lips with a light laugh, her peach-blossom eyes curving like crescents: "Elder Bai looks radiant post-breakthrough—your concubine envies you. We'll rely on you more for sect matters ahead."
Bai Xuan smiled broadly on the surface, cupping hands in thanks, his voice resonant and steady: "Thank you for the excessive praise, ladies. Bai was merely fortunate. The sect's strength today owes to the Sect Leader and everyone's united efforts."
Only Bai Xuan knew the unprecedented torment raging in his heart.
For through his Heavenly Mandate Dao Eye, he saw everything at the head seat clearly, without blind spots:
Zhang Ling's handsome face wore a playful smile as one hand pressed Liu Qingxue's head, forcing the girl's small mouth to deepthroat his thick, astonishing cock; his other hand slipped under Liu Ruolian's robe hem, rubbing her pink white tiger pussy through thin panties, fingertips slick with glistening honey.
Liu Qingxue knelt lower, her cheeks bulging around the shaft, throat contracting with faint "squish-squish" sounds only Bai Xuan could hear.
Her breasts pressed against Zhang Ling's thighs, nipples hard and red, honey trailing down her inner thighs to the jade floor.
Zhang Ling murmured praise to Liu Qingxue, his voice audible only to the mother-daughter pair and Bai Xuan: "Qingxue, your little mouth is so hot... Sucking Master so good... You lost your virginity to Master just last night, and this morning you're so obedient... Tongue tighter... Yes... Good girl... Your little tongue was born to lick Master's cock..."
Liu Qingxue whimpered in response, eyes full of worship: "Master... Qingxue loves it... Your cock is even harder than yesterday... Qingxue wants to suck out more..."
Liu Ruolian sat straight on the surface, her clear voice directing the meeting: "First order of business: next month's spirit vein allocation. East Peak's vein density has dropped thirty percent; we must divert some from West Peak. Qinglan, you handle East Peak—what are your thoughts?"
Mu Qinglan nodded earnestly, her massive breasts jiggling softly, voice gentle: "Precisely as Sect Leader says; East Peak disciples' cultivation has slowed. Qinglan suggests diverting twenty percent from West Peak and bolstering East Peak's spirit-gathering array."
Liu Ruolian nodded, even as Zhang Ling's fingers suddenly plunged into her pussy, her body jolting—but she masked it instantly, voice unwavering: "Approved as Qinglan suggests. Xuefei, you handle outer disciple recruitment; quotas rise to three hundred this year—any issues?"
Xuefei Xianzi's aloof face showed no change, phoenix eyes narrowing slightly: "Recruitment preparations are complete. But the outer sect gates need reinforced arrays—rogue cultivators have been scouting lately..."
Bai Xuan smiled in agreement on the surface: "Xuefei Xianzi speaks wisely. Bai will personally oversee the arrays."
But his gaze locked on the head seat:
Zhang Ling had pulled Liu Ruolian onto his lap, through the invisibility barrier aligning his thick cock with the sect leader's wife's white tiger pussy, the glans slowly parting slick folds, inching in.
"Splurt..."
The wet penetration sound rang only in Bai Xuan's ears.
Liu Ruolian's body tensed sharply, her plump white ass settling on Zhang Ling's lap as the full length buried to the hilt, kissing her womb.
She bit her lower lip, maintaining composure on the surface to continue: "Arrays to Elder Bai. Yun Shang, guest elder affairs—any shortages in mortal tributes?"
Yun Shang Furen smiled coquettishly, hips twisting lightly, breasts swaying alluringly: "Tributes are ample, but..."
Zhang Ling began slow thrusts, each to the depths, stretching her pussy full, honey dripping from their join.
He whispered hotly in Liu Ruolian's ear: "Ruolian, your slutty pussy is so tight today... Clenching after all those fucks... Hosting a meeting up top while leaking below... What a slutty sect leader you make..."
Liu Ruolian's breath quickened faintly, but her voice stayed crisp: "Yun Shang, continue."
Yun Shang Furen, oblivious, went on: "Mortal spirit materials have risen in price; budget increase needed..."
Bai Xuan nodded outwardly: "Yun Shang Furen is right; Bai agrees."
Inwardly, he shattered in frenzy: his wife riding the Heavenly Mandate Master's lap, splattered by a cock ten times his size; his daughter kneeling beside, sucking the master's balls; his wife's lip-biting climaxes, his daughter's bulging throat...
His pants soaked through, cock throbbing painfully, yet he forced smiles and pleasantries.
Zhang Ling grew bolder.
He had Liu Qingxue climb up; mother and daughter faced each other astride his lap, sandwiching his cock front and back.
Liu Ruolian's pussy engulfed the front half; Liu Qingxue's plump ass cheeks clamped the rear. Their breasts squished together, lips meeting in a tongue-twining kiss.
"Master... so deep... Qingxue's ass is burning from Master's cock..." Liu Qingxue moaned softly.
Liu Ruolian, mid-fuck, answered Mu Qinglan: "East Peak array maintenance budget... increase twenty percent... mm..."
Her voice finally carried a faint tremor.
Mu Qinglan nodded warmly: "Wise decision, Sect Leader."
Xuefei Xianzi frowned slightly, sensing something amiss yet indefinable: "Sect Leader's aura today... feels different?"
Yun Shang Furen giggled: "Sect Leader looks radiant—must be cultivation progress."
Bai Xuan's heart pounded wildly, but he smiled: "Sect Leader's talent is peerless; breakthrough imminent."
In truth, he watched Zhang Ling grip Liu Ruolian's plump ass fiercely, cock buried deep, scalding cum erupting into her womb.
Liu Ruolian shuddered violently in orgasm, biting her lip desperately to preserve her dignity.
"Ruolian, taking my load... All into the sect leader's womb... Knock you up with Master's seed..." Zhang Ling growled low.
Liu Ruolian's belly swelled slightly, honey and cum squirting, yet she endured: "Next... disciple recruitment details..."
The meeting dragged a full hour and a half.
Invisibility cloaked, Zhang Ling ravished the mother-daughter pair five or six rounds: first Liu Ruolian to squirting incontinence, honey pooling on jade; then Liu Qingxue lifted face-to-face, breasts bouncing wildly; later both bent over the throne side-by-side, Zhang Ling alternating white tiger pussies with "slap-slap-slap" impacts only Bai Xuan heard.
They climaxed endlessly, moaning softly: "Master... Qingxue's breaking..." "Master... this slave's womb... full of hot cum..."
Bai Xuan discussed array details steadily with the women; inwardly collapsing repeatedly: "My wife... my daughter... fucked by the Heavenly Mandate Master... right before me... before all the sect elders... and only I can see..."
The three women remained poised and dignified.
Mu Qinglan's breasts squished against the table edge while noting, white flesh spilling; Xuefei Xianzi's profile cold and elegant, robe slipping to bare long jade legs crossed; Yun Shang Furen's hips and waist swaying mid-speech, breasts quivering...
Oblivious, they met normally, sincerely congratulating Bai Xuan occasionally.
Finally, the meeting neared end.
Xuefei Xianzi frowned faintly—the highest cultivation among them sensing subtle spatial spirit distortion from Zhang Ling's invisibility clashing with the Heavenly Mandate array.
Her gaze swept the head seat, then Bai Xuan, doubt flickering: "Elder Bai's breakthrough... too sudden... And spatial anomalies in the sect... Could it be... a treasure unearthed? Or has the Heavenly Mandate One truly appeared?"
Mu Qinglan and Yun Shang Furen startled.
Mu Qinglan soothed gently: "Xuefei Xianzi overthinks; likely Elder Bai's breakthrough ripples."
Yun Shang Furen laughed: "Indeed, Elder Bai's advance is joyous."
Bai Xuan's heart raced, but he cupped hands smiling: "Xuefei Xianzi flatters; Bai was lucky."
Then, a sound transmission jade slip lit outside the hall.
Liu Ruolian took it, face shifting briefly before calming: "Word that Xuannu Sect's Saintess sensed the Heavenly Mandate One's descent via secret arts—but veracity unknown... We must prepare early."
Xuefei Xianzi's cold eyes narrowed: "The Heavenly Mandate One... legendary existence... If real, the entire cultivation world shakes."
The meeting ended.
The three women bid polite farewells, congratulating Bai Xuan again with decorum.
"Elder Bai, I'll seek breakthrough insights from you another day."
"Congratulations, Elder Bai."
"Take care, Elder Bai."
Bai Xuan rose to see them off, beaming: "Ladies, safe travels."
Hall doors closed, only the trio remaining.
Liu Ruolian dispelled the invisibility; Zhang Ling appeared, cradling the limp mother-daughter pair.
Liu Ruolian and Liu Qingxue's bellies bulged, faces flushed from afterglow, pussies dripping cum.
Zhang Ling stroked their hair, smiling mildly: "Ruolian, Qingxue—you endured so well... Hosting meetings above while climaxing nonstop below... Such good girls."
Liu Ruolian melted against him, voice sweetly slutty: "Master... this slave is so happy... serving you like this..."
Liu Qingxue tugged Zhang Ling's robe shyly, eyes complex—beyond submission, a girl's attachment to her first man—murmuring: "Master... Qingxue wants to serve you alone tonight..."
Bai Xuan knelt, licking clean the floor's honey and cum, voice trembling excitedly: "Thanks to the Heavenly Mandate Master... this worthless slave's bottleneck... loosens again..."
Outside, Xuefei Xianzi walked to her cave abode, brows furrowed.
"Elder Bai's breakthrough... spatial distortions... Heavenly Mandate One... Even Xuannu Sect's Saintess searches... The cultivation world is about to change."
Hundreds of miles away at Xuannu Sect, a peerless Saintess stood atop a peak, gazing toward Tianlian Sect, red lips parting: "Heavenly Mandate One... Once my Xuannu Sect spies infiltrate Tianlian Sect, this Saintess will confirm with her own eyes..."
Tianlian Sect was poised to welcome more visitors.