Bitches Fetch Scriptures for Master's Ravishment
That evening, the sunset's afterglow bathed the main peak of the Tianlian Sect in warm light, the air still lingering with the faint, icy fragrance left by Xuefei and her daughter's climaxes.
In the grand hall of the Ice Snow Cave Mansion, Zhang Ling lounged in the seat of honor, his peerlessly handsome face wearing a lazy, satisfied smile.
Xuefei Xianzi and her daughter Xue Qing'er remained on their knees at his feet, tenderly licking the remnants of semen and nectar from his massive cock with their soft tongues.
Zhang Ling's large hand casually stroked Xuefei's long legs before he suddenly spoke. "This master's spiritual root has awakened. It's time to head to the Scripture Pavilion and pick out a few suitable techniques to cultivate. Ruolian, Qingxue, Qinglan—you three, come with me."
"Xuefei, you stay here and properly teach your precious daughter!" With a wave of his hand, Zhang Ling strode out of the cave mansion without waiting for Xuefei Xianzi or Xue Qing'er to respond.
Liu Ruolian and Mu Qinglan immediately obeyed. Together, they cast the Void Invisibility Technique and the Phantom Concealment Array.
The four vanished completely from sight. To outsiders, it appeared as if the sect leader and elder were simply walking normally, oblivious to their true actions.
Liu Qingxue excitedly threw herself into Zhang Ling's arms, her little mouth coquettishly whining at his ear. "Master... Qingxue wants to serve you too..."
Before setting off, Zhang Ling gave a low command. "No stopping on the road. Serve your master while we walk. Qingxue, you ride first; Ruolian and Qinglan, assist with your mouths and tits."
Liu Qingxue swiftly straddled Zhang Ling's waist, her pink white tiger pussy aligning with that thick, astonishingly long cock. With a wet squelch, she swallowed it whole.
The girl's snow-white legs wrapped around her master's waist as she rocked in small motions with each step, the massive shaft plunging deep into her womb's entrance, fucking her until she bit Zhang Ling's shoulder to stifle her muffled "mmph mmph" moans.
Liu Ruolian and Mu Qinglan wore only sheer white aprons, their voluptuous breasts bound above while their lower halves were utterly exposed. Crawling on all fours like true bitches at Zhang Ling's sides, their snowy asses raised high, they licked at the base of his cock and balls from left and right, producing faint slurp slurp sounds.
The four proceeded invisibly along the evening mountain path of the main peak, the surface appearing utterly serene.
The first group of outer sect female disciples approached, bowing in unison.
"This disciple pays respects to the Sect Leader! Pays respects to Elder Mu!"
Their voices were respectful and normal.
No one knew that Sect Leader Liu Ruolian was crawling like a bitch, her tongue curling around her master's balls; Mu Qinglan was rubbing her massive tits against his thigh; and Liu Qingxue's belly bulged slightly from the relentless pounding, forcing her to bite her lip to suppress her moans.
Zhang Ling held Liu Qingxue as he continued forward, each step slamming the cock brutally into the girl's womb.
Liu Qingxue's eyes watered as she whimpered softly in his ear. "Master... so deep... Qingxue's gonna break..."
As the second wave of inner sect disciples passed, Zhang Ling suddenly gripped Liu Qingxue's snowy ass tight and thrust upward a dozen times ferociously.
Liu Qingxue climaxed instantly, her icy nectar gushing out in a flood, trickling down Zhang Ling's leg to the ground with a faint splash.
Yet the disciples bowed respectfully all the same.
"Pays respects to the Sect Leader! Pays respects to Elder Mu!"
Utterly oblivious.
Liu Ruolian and Mu Qinglan crawled even more fervently, their tongues lapping with louder slurp slurp sounds, their plump asses under the white aprons twisting lewdly.
As the third wave passed, Zhang Ling growled low and unleashed a small burst of thick semen inside Liu Qingxue.
Her belly swelled another notch from the creampie, nearly drawing a cry from her lips.
Zhang Ling leaned to her ear, his voice gentle yet domineering as he whispered a promise. "Qingxue, once we reach the Scripture Pavilion, if your mother's books catch this master's eye, I'll fuck you both together later... make you mother and daughter kneel side by side, pounding you both until you squirt."
Liu Qingxue's eyes lit up instantly, her possessiveness and lust exploding.
Her little face flushed red with urgency as she hissed at her crawling mother ahead, her voice low but laced with whiny fury. "Mom! You slutty bitch! Hurry and find some! Find good ones! Don't dawdle! Master said if you fetch a winner, he'll fuck Qingxue too! If you're slow, Qingxue'll... stomp you dead, you whore!"
Liu Ruolian shuddered at her daughter's public scolding, fresh nectar leaking from her white tiger pussy beneath the apron as she crawled faster, her ass wagging like a bitch in heat.
Mu Qinglan chuckled darkly beside her, crawling even harder.
By dusk, the four finally reached the Scripture Pavilion gates.
Liu Ruolian partially materialized her upper body and coldly ordered the two guarding elders to leave immediately under the pretext of the sect leader reviewing confidential techniques—no one was to approach.
The guarding elders bowed respectfully and withdrew, leaving the entire Scripture Pavilion deserted.
The invisibility fully dispelled.
Liu Ruolian and Mu Qinglan stripped to their white aprons, crawling on all fours with asses raised high like true bitches, positioning themselves at Zhang Ling's feet with sweet, submissive voices. "Master... please let your slaves guide you..."
Zhang Ling carried Liu Qingxue, his massive cock still buried to the hilt in her tender pussy, thrusting slowly with each step to her deepest depths, making her snowy breasts jiggle wildly as she bit his shoulder to muffle her moans.
Liu Ruolian and Mu Qinglan, clad only in aprons, their massive white tits dangling and swaying into lewd flesh waves, crawled ahead like bitches to lead the way.
Reaching the towering bookshelves, they used their pink mouths to fetch jade slips and ancient tomes one by one, teeth gripping the slips with drool trailing, asses twisting as they crawled back to Zhang Ling's feet and presented them like offerings, heads raised low. "Master... please inspect... your slave fetched this..."
Zhang Ling pounded Liu Qingxue vigorously in his arms, the slap slap slap of flesh echoing through the empty pavilion as he glanced down at the books, commenting offhandedly.
The Scripture Pavilion was deathly silent, filled only with the faint scent of books and flickering spiritual lights from ancient tomes—the profound quiet contrasting sharply with the quartet's depravity.
Liu Ruolian and Mu Qinglan grew increasingly competitive.
They scrambled to different shelves, mouths frantically flipping for jade slips, asses raised high as nectar dripped trails on the floor.
Whichever bitch fetched a book Zhang Ling praised, he set Liu Qingxue down and rewarded that one with dozens of brutal doggy-style thrusts before switching back.
Zhang Ling whispered to Liu Qingxue's ear once more. "Qingxue, your mother's picks aren't impressing so far... Don't you want to kneel side by side with her, both of you getting your wombs filled by master?"
Liu Qingxue panicked completely, her face beet red as she snarled whinily at her crawling mother. "Mom! You whore bitch! Hurry! Find good ones! Don't just enjoy yourself! Master said if you fetch a winner, he'll fuck Qingxue too! If you're slow, Qingxue'll... never let you touch master's cock again! Faster! Faster!"
Liu Ruolian quivered from the scolding, her nectar spraying wildly in excitement as she crawled quicker, ass spinning like a propeller while snatching books in her mouth.
When Liu Ruolian returned with the Tianlian Double Cultivation Chapter in her teeth, Liu Qingxue lifted her snowy little foot and stomped hard on her mother's plump white ass, toes deliberately grinding her mother's dripping pussy in reprimand. "Slut mom! So slow! Qingxue's foot'll stomp you dead, you lewd bitch! Go find more! Master wants to fuck Qingxue too!"
Liu Ruolian moaned sluttily from the stomp but obediently presented the jade slip to Zhang Ling, rubbing her ass back against her daughter's foot. "Master... your slave fetched it... please reward..."
Zhang Ling laughed heartily. "This one's good." He set Liu Qingxue down, yanked Liu Ruolian over, and hammered her doggy-style for dozens of thrusts, fucking moans from her lips. "Master... Qingxue's right... your slave's a lewd bitch... hurry and fuck us mother and daughter together..."
Mu Qinglan refused to yield, crawling at top speed to fetch the Xuan Ice Art and Nine Suns Tyrant Body in her mouth. Zhang Ling fucked whichever he chose.
The two bitches competed viciously, tits colliding, tongues wrestling over the same slip, emitting "woof woof" bitchy rivalry growls.
The pavilion's hush held only bookish whispers and page turns, drowned by Zhang Ling's slap slap slap, Liu Qingxue's stifled "ahh... master... so deep..." moans, the bitches' muffled coquetry around jade slips, and the crisp smack smack of Liu Qingxue's feet disciplining her mother's ass.
As evening turned to night, Zhang Ling finally selected three techniques: the Tianlian Double Cultivation Chapter, Xuan Ice Art, and Nine Suns Tyrant Body.
For each pick, he dragged Liu Ruolian or Mu Qinglan over for a round of savage doggy pounding to squirting climax before returning to princess-carry fuck Liu Qingxue.
Liu Qingxue, utterly limp from fucking, still stomped her mother's fat ass and Mu Qinglan's massive tits whinily. "Mom! Aunt Qinglan! Find more! Find more! Master wants to fuck Qingxue too! You slut bitches, hurry!"
Zhang Ling cradled Liu Qingxue, cock still deep in her pink white tiger pussy, each step bulging her belly slightly.
His peerlessly handsome face smiled as he glanced at the three faintly glowing ancient jade slips in hand, about to tuck them away.
Suddenly, Mu Qinglan's plump bitch ass under her white apron crawled faster, twisting high as she reached his feet.
Her gentle oval face beamed with flattery, H-cup tits dragging the floor in lewd waves. From her storage ring, a crystalline jade box flew out; she raised it high overhead with both hands, a soft, smug voice. "Master... to celebrate your entry into the immortal path, this slave prepared a humble gift... please accept it, master..."
Zhang Ling paused slightly, taking the box casually.
Carved from premium frost jade with intricate nine-grade white lotus patterns, it screamed luxury.
A flick of his finger popped it open with a click, revealing three essential treasures for cultivators, each exquisitely crafted and radiating spiritual light—top-tier items:
The first was an ancient storage ring pulsing with vast spatial fluctuations, forged from ten-thousand-year black iron mixed with star sand, boasting a hundred-zhang cubic interior space for mountains and rivers.
The second, a miniature flying sword artifact named Azure Lotus Cloud-Chaser Shuttle, crystal-carved like ice; when wielded, it became a streak of azure light, traveling ten thousand li daily without taxing spirit energy.
The third, a protective jade pendant of nephrite warmth engraved with "Tianlian Bodyguard." Activated, it summoned a late Golden Core defensive barrier, withstanding an early Nascent Soul strike unscathed.
Each brimmed with aura, fit for sky-high auction prices.
Mu Qinglan crawled with head raised, her gentle almond eyes watery as she gazed at Zhang Ling, voice soft and slutty. "Master... these are all this slave's secret savings over the years... the storage ring for your treasures, the flight artifact for your journeys, the pendant for your safety... this slave just wants you to found your base and ascend swiftly, so she can bear more little masters for you soon..."
Zhang Ling eyed the three treasures and burst into booming laughter echoing through the empty pavilion.
He slipped on the storage ring, waved to stow the remaining artifacts inside, then hooked Mu Qinglan's chin with a finger, voice mild yet commanding. "Good! Qinglan knows how to please. This master likes it! Come... let master fuck you proper as reward!"
Mu Qinglan trembled in excitement, crawling to his feet like a bitch in heat, ass raised high, pussy dripping. "Thank you, master... this slave's slutty cunt... can't wait for master's big cock..."
The sight enraged Liu Ruolian and her daughter. Liu Qingxue, just set down with her belly still semen-swollen, fumed red-faced.
She whipped around, stomping her snowy little foot hard on her kneeling mother's fat white ass, toes grinding the dripping pussy, raging whinily. "Mom! Useless slut bitch! Why no gift?! Master's so happy, but you prepared nothing! Qingxue stomped you to hurry with books, and you just crawled fetching?! First woman to serve master, and you're this useless?! Qingxue's furious!"
While scolding, she lifted her other foot, smack smack smack stomping her mother's massive tits, deforming the flesh spilling from the apron, nipples swelling red.
Liu Ruolian moaned sluttily under the assault but bowed her head in shame, a weeping voice yet thrilled. "Good daughter... easier... mom's tits'll swell... mom didn't expect that slut Qinglan to surprise-gift... mom'll prepare better next time... ah... lighter... mom knows she erred..."
Liu Ruolian begged while glaring venomously at Mu Qinglan, snarling. "Mu Qinglan! Sneaky whore! Secretly prepping gifts to curry favor! I'm the sect leader, master's first woman! What are you?! Daring to offer first?!"
Mu Qinglan smirked, twisting her fat ass toward Zhang Ling smugly, voice brimming with allure and the joy of victory. "Who made this slave better at pleasing master? Unlike some who leverage being first to act spoiled... end result? Can't even offer a decent gift, just gets stomped and cursed by her own daughter... hehe..."
The barb cut deep, leaving Liu Ruolian and daughter shaking in fury.
Liu Qingxue's face burned crimson; she lunged, stomping and slapping, her snowy feet smack smack smack on her mother's face and tits, demanding angrily. "Mom! Hear that?! Useless bitch! Qingxue's dying of anger! Master wants to fuck Aunt Qinglan now, and you got nothing! Qingxue won't call you mom anymore! Spoiled whore!"
Liu Ruolian, beaten and berated, flushed with shame and rage but cried out submissively. "Good daughter... mom erred... mom'll prepare ten gifts next time... lighter hits... mom's tits... ah..."
Zhang Ling's cock hardened further at the jealous rivalry.
He laughed heartily, yanking Mu Qinglan back for a savage doggy thrust, burying whole with a squelch, pounding moans from her. "Master... so thick... slave's slut cunt... master's gonna fuck it through..."
To soothe the fuming mother-daughter, he hammered Mu Qinglan's fat ass while murmuring reassuringly. "Quiet down... master'll fuck all three of you senseless today! None left out!"
The Scripture Pavilion fell utterly silent once more.
Ten thousand ancient tomes lined the towering shelves, faint bookish aroma mingling with spiritual energy, the pin-drop quiet ideal for instant meditation.
This was the Tianlian Sect's holiest, most solemn sanctum, where generations of sect leaders had contemplated the Dao—disciples dared not even speak loudly.
Yet now, the third floor echoed with peak depravity: flesh smacks, moans, slaps, and the bitches' petulant squabbles.
Zhang Ling first fucked Mu Qinglan to repeated climaxes, shaft plunging her plump pussy hundreds of times, tits flailing, nectar flooding the floor.
Mu Qinglan shrieked in squirting bliss. "Master... slave's gift... worth it... ah... womb's getting filled..."
Zhang Ling growled, blasting scalding semen into her womb, bloating her belly further.
He withdrew instantly, scooped up Liu Qingxue for renewed princess-carry pounding, soothing her. "Good Qingxue... master dotes on you most... that gift's nothing... master'll fuck you to ecstasy now..."
Liu Qingxue, refilled, anger half-melted, still pettily stomped her mother's head while coquettishly whining. "Master... Qingxue wants mom fucked with her... show this giftless slut bitch who's master's favorite!"
Zhang Ling grinned, pulling Liu Ruolian over too. He made mother and daughter kneel side by side on the jade floor before the shelves, asses raised like bitches in a row.
He slammed first into Liu Qingxue's pussy, ravaging her to moans. "Master... so deep... Qingxue's slut cunt... only for master... mom, you useless... ah... watch... master loves fucking Qingxue most..."
After a hundred thrusts, he switched to Liu Ruolian, battering her sect leader pussy to the womb. "Ruolian... don't be mad... master likes you best... remembers first serving me most... shooting it all in now..."
Liu Ruolian moaned wildly but glared at Mu Qinglan. "Slut... watch... master still loves my cunt most... ah... master... creampie the sect leader's womb..."
Zhang Ling rotated among the three, dozens of thrusts per bitch before swapping, cock shuttling their pussies, nectar splattering, moans overlapping.
The pavilion's sanctity shattered; shelves quivered from impacts, book scent laced with thick semen and pussy musk—the ultimate desecration of a Dao-contemplation holy site turned into a three-hole fuck arena.
On Mu Qinglan's third climax, she crawled to his feet, titfucking his cock with her massive breasts, cooing gently. "Master... slave's gift pleased you, right... slave's tits... forever master's flesh sleeve..."
Liu Qingxue lunged jealously, sucking the head while tongue-kissing Mu Qinglan over the shaft, competing to deepthroat.
Liu Ruolian hugged Zhang Ling from behind, tits mashed to his back, voice charm and sour. "Master... Ruolian was first... you love fucking Ruolian's slut cunt most... don't just spoil that whore Qinglan..."
Zhang Ling, pleasured to the brink by their rivalry, pinned the three side by side under the shelves, asses queued high for rotational doggy ravaging.
The pavilion rang only with slap slap slap flesh waves, their stifled-yet-unleashed moans, and his husky praises. "Ruolian's cunt clamps best... Qingxue's mouth sucks hardest... Qinglan's tits softest bounciest... master'll breed all three today... bear my heirs!"
He creampied Liu Ruolian to squirting, Liu Qingxue to incontinence shrieks, Mu Qinglan to total collapse.
Bellies bloated, the three knelt in a row cleaning his cock, tongues tangling to swap semen, mouths still bickering coquettishly. "Master... next time slave preps ten gifts..." "Mom... useless... Qingxue'll prep herself next..." "Hehe... neither of you pleases master like slave..."
Zhang Ling stroked their hair, cock hardening anew. He carried them to the pavilion's depths for continued threesome debauchery.
The night-lit Scripture Pavilion dimmed ghostly, tomes silent witnesses as book aroma wove with lewd musk, their moans swelling then forcibly hushed to avoid alerting outsiders—the exquisite contrast fueling Zhang Ling's frenzy.
He had Liu Qingxue ride his face, grinding her pussy on his tongue; Liu Ruolian and Mu Qinglan knelt astride, tits and cunts double-clamping his shaft for titfuck and ride; they cycled orgasms, drenching him in nectar, but he pounded fiercer until their eyes glazed in utter submission. Only then did he roar, dumping his final load into Liu Qingxue's womb.
Outside the Scripture Pavilion, night had deepened.
A Xuannu Sect spy crept close, faintly hearing the muffled moans within, face paling ashen.