Chapter 15
Chapter 15: Xin’er Practices Dual Cultivation Too
Wang Yue said helplessly, “But yesterday we were doing it through our clothes.”
“We can do it through our clothes today, too.” Seeing her brother’s helpless expression, Wang Xin’er grew even bolder; she rolled over and straddled Wang Yue, pressing the source of her delight between her legs against his hard, thick member.
Then, before Wang Yue could object, she mimicked the bumpy ride from yesterday in the car, bobbing her little bottom up and down.
Wang Yue hurriedly reached out to grip his sister’s slender waist—so small it could barely be held—to stop her from moving around, saying, “Don’t bounce around like that; you might get hurt.”
“No way, this feels really good,” Wang Xin’er said, pressing her little bottom down hard, forcing her brother’s hard member to press tightly against her.
Seeing that his sister was determined, Wang Yue, wanting to guide her in the right direction, had no choice but to say, “This really won’t work. Never mind, let me show you what real pleasure feels like.”
“What does ‘truly comfortable’ mean?” Wang Xiner asked curiously.
Wang Yue looked at her. “Take off your pants first.”
Wang Xiner was, after all, a fifteen-year-old girl. No matter how innocent she was, she felt too embarrassed to take off her pants in front of a boy.
However, the “real comfort” her brother mentioned made her long for it, so after only a moment’s hesitation, she pulled down the pants of her martial arts uniform.
Once the pants were off, Wang Xiner was left wearing only a pair of white cotton panties with cute cartoon patterns printed on them.
This little-girl style made Wang Yue feel a twinge of guilt.
But when he reminded himself that he was merely educating his younger sister about her body—not trying to take advantage of her—he immediately felt at ease again.
Reaching out, he pulled down her cartoon-patterned panties, then gently parted her slender, fair legs. Wang Yue’s breath caught in his throat.
He hadn’t expected that his little sister was also well-endowed down there. Though nowhere near as full and voluptuous as their aunt’s, it was already taking shape—plump like a small bun, with a deep, narrow slit running down the center. Her entire vulva was pale and tender, and just like their aunt’s, it was completely hairless.
Seeing her brother staring intently at her private parts ever since he’d taken off his underwear, Wang Xiner felt an overwhelming wave of shyness wash over her. She drawled out a coy, reproachful, “Brother—”
Wang Yue snapped back to his senses and offered a sincere compliment: “Xiner, you’re really beautiful down there.”
“Didn’t you say you wanted to make me feel good?” Wang Xiner couldn’t care less about whether her private parts looked nice; she just wanted to experience that euphoric sensation that made her feel like she was floating again.
Wang Yue extended his right middle finger, licked it with his tongue to moisten it with saliva, then pressed it against the slit on his sister’s little bun. He pushed it in gently with a bit of force, then began to move it softly.
Wang Xin’er was just about to say that she’d tried using her own fingers before and it hadn’t been anything special.
But she immediately realized that the sensation of her brother’s finger moving was completely different from when she used her own.
That familiar yet unfamiliar pleasure made her little bottom tremble slightly. She unconsciously tightened her muscles, and deep within her slit, a faint contraction occurred, causing a sticky fluid to seep out immediately.
“Brother, I’m leaking.” Even though she knew this wasn’t pee, Wang Xiner still felt embarrassed.
“It’s okay, it’s a natural reaction.” Wang Yue continued to move his finger inside his sister’s slit as he explained, “This is called love juice, or love fluid. It flows out when girls get excited.”
“So what happens when you guys get excited?” Wang Xiner asked curiously.
Wang Yue pulled back the thin blanket covering him and pointed to the large tent in his boxers. “Like this. When boys get excited, their dicks get hard.”
“Dicks?” Wang Xiner recalled the meager sex education her aunt had taught her and asked curiously, “Isn’t it called a penis?”
“Penis is the technical term. You can call it whatever you want.” Wang Yue explained, “There are lots of ways to refer to a man’s thing—like ‘dick,’ ‘cock,’ ‘meat stick,’ ‘phallus,’ and so on. They all mean the same thing.”
Wang Xiner nodded, not quite understanding, and asked, “So do we girls have lots of different names for it too?”
“Yeah, the scientific name is ‘vagina,’ but you can also call it ‘pussy,’ ‘cunt,’ and so on.” Wang Yue moved his fingers, drawing out more of his sister’s juices, and asked with a smile, “Xin’er, does it feel good when I do this to your pussy?”
“It feels good!” Wang Xin’er said cheerfully, then continued in her naturally curious manner: “Brother, Auntie said that when boys and girls have sex, they make babies. What exactly is sex?”
“Sex is when a boy puts his dick inside a girl’s pussy,” Wang Yue explained. “A boy’s dick gets hard, and a girl’s pussy leaks sticky, slippery juices—all to make it easier to go inside.”
“Go inside?!” Wang Xiner couldn’t help but widen her beautiful eyes in surprise.
“That’s right. After penetration, when a guy keeps thrusting his dick in and out of a girl’s pussy, that’s called ‘fucking,’ and it’s the most pleasurable thing in the world,” Wang Yue said. “But Xin’er, you have to remember: you absolutely mustn’t just fuck any guy. It has to be someone you like.”
“I like you, Brother, but I definitely don’t want to fuck with you!” Wang Xin’er’s face turned a little pale. Although she hadn’t actually seen her brother’s cock yet, just by feeling it with her hand, she knew how thick and long it was. If it were inserted into her body, wouldn’t it stretch her open and go straight into her stomach?
That would be going straight to the stomach.
Just thinking about that scene made her feel terrified.
Wang Yue gave a wry smile. “We’re blood siblings—of course we can’t fuck. I meant with other guys.”
“I don’t want to play with other guys either,” Wang Xiner said immediately, then added with a pleading look, “Brother, you can keep playing with me like this, but please, never fuck me, okay?”
Although Wang Yue had never entertained such thoughts, hearing his sister say this, he couldn’t help but ask, “Why?”
“Your dicks are so big. If you stick them inside my pussy, won’t you stretch me to death?” Wang Xiner said, looking terrified.
“Silly little sister, a girl’s pussy is very adaptable. It can even give birth to a baby, and my dick isn’t as big as a baby.” Wang Yue couldn’t help but laugh. “But I promise you, I’ll definitely never fuck your pussy.”
Wang Xiner finally relaxed and said with a soft gasp, “Brother, you’re making my pussy feel so good, but it still doesn’t feel as good as yesterday. Why don’t you just press your cock against me a little more?”
“Don’t worry, I’ve got other tricks up my sleeve.” Wang Yue said, burying his head between his sister’s legs. He pressed his thumbs against her tender outer labia, spreading them apart to reveal the narrow, deep, pale-pink slit of her pussy. He stuck out his tongue and licked it.
“Ah… Brother…” Wang Xiner couldn’t help but let out a plaintive, whimpering moan. Her slender legs immediately clamped tightly around Wang Yue’s head, her calves pulling inward with force, pressing against his back, as if she wanted to shove his entire head into her unbearably itchy, tender little pussy.
Although Wang Yue, who had already licked the pussies of Xue Yan, Chen Rong, and Su Mengqing, wasn’t exactly an expert, the techniques he’d picked up were more than enough to please his innocent little sister. He immediately took her entire little bun-shaped pussy into his mouth, sucking and licking it, then ran his tongue over her tiny clit, licking and teasing it.
The inexperienced Wang Xin’er couldn’t handle this at all. The intense pleasure made her involuntarily clamp her legs even tighter around her brother’s head, thrusting her little butt up and down, moaning incessantly, “Bro… Bro… Oh… Ah… Bro…”
Before long, Wang Xiner’s petite body shuddered violently. Her tender pussy contracted, and a gush of crystal-clear fluid surged out from her tight, untouched little hole.
Along with it came a wisp of primordial yin energy.
What a waste!
Wang Yue thought with a pang of regret as he caught every drop of the honey-like nectar flowing from his sister’s pussy in his mouth.
Though the amount of primordial yin energy wasted was small, it was the purest virgin yin energy. If he had absorbed it himself, it would certainly have been of some benefit.
At this thought, an idea suddenly struck Wang Yue: perhaps he could establish a true qi connection without actually penetrating her.
Once that thought popped into his head, he couldn’t stop himself—if dual cultivation could be achieved this way, wouldn’t it be much more convenient?
Moreover, without actually committing incest, he could help the women in his household rapidly improve their cultivation levels. That would be simply wonderful.
So Wang Yue immediately lifted his head and asked, “Xin’er, does that feel good?”
“Brother, this feels so good. I’ve never felt this good before,” Wang Xiner said, panting softly. The orgasm she’d just experienced from her brother’s tongue was even more intense than the one she’d had yesterday in the car when he’d thrust into her; the pleasure was so overwhelming that she’d almost lost herself.
“I’m glad you’re enjoying it. Come on, I’ll teach you a set of meditation techniques. Let’s see if we can practice them.”
“What kind of techniques?”
“Don’t ask so many questions—just memorize it.” Wang Yue didn’t explain it in great detail; after giving her a brief instruction, he recited the dual cultivation technique to Wang Xin’er.
The technique wasn’t difficult, and Wang Xin’er was a natural prodigy; she memorized it after hearing it just once.
“Come on, let’s give it a try.” Wang Yue said, sitting cross-legged and holding out both hands to his sister.
He wanted to see if this palm-to-palm method would work. If it did, although it wouldn’t produce sexual pleasure—which would greatly reduce the efficacy of dual cultivation—it would still be much faster than her practicing alone.
Since her lower body had already been seen, touched, kissed, and licked by her brother, Wang Xiner felt no embarrassment in front of him. She sat cross-legged with her lower body bare, extending her hands to meet her brother’s.
However, after trying for quite some time, the two were unable to establish a connection of true qi.
It seemed this method of dual cultivation wouldn’t work.
Wang Xiner quickly grew impatient. She withdrew her palms and said, her pretty face flushing slightly, “Brother, this technique isn’t working. Could you help me one more time? I want to try it again.”
“Sure.” Wang Yue nodded cheerfully, seizing the opportunity to ask, “Xin’er, do you want to feel even better?”
He wasn’t ready to give up and wanted to try a different approach.
Wang Xin’er’s eyes lit up. “Can it get even better?”
“Of course. Come on, lie down first.” Wang Yue said, removing his sister’s training top and the tank top underneath.
By now, Wang Xin’er was completely naked and obediently lay down.
Wang Yue carefully examined his twin sister. The pair of small breasts on her chest had only just begun to bud; they were probably not even an A-cup. The two tiny nipples at the tips were no bigger than soybeans, pink in color, and the areolas beneath them—not even the size of a coin—were so faint they were barely visible.
These two little breasts looked soft and pink. Although they weren’t as full and sexy as their aunt’s large breasts, they still made him want to play with them.
So Wang Yue reached out and gently teased the small nipple on his sister’s left breast.
Wang Xin’er immediately felt a tingling, numbing sensation of pleasure radiate from her nipple. Although the sensation wasn’t as pleasurable as when her brother fingered or licked her pussy, it was still quite enjoyable.
After playing with his sister’s small breasts for a while, until she was writhing all over and her little bun-like pussy was once again oozing crystal-clear juices, Wang Yue made his next move.
He yanked off his boxers, and his cock—already hard as iron—sprang out. Then he lifted his sister’s slender, fair legs and wrapped them around his waist. With his cock thrusting forward, he moved closer to her little pussy.
“Brother, you’re not planning to fuck me, are you?” Wang Xin’er’s face turned pale with fear.
Although she had already felt her brother’s cock with her hand earlier, seeing it with her own eyes now, Wang Xiner was still terrified by its sheer size.
That thing must have been nearly twenty centimeters long, as thick as a child’s arm, with an oval-shaped head at the tip as big as an egg. Veins bulged wildly along the shaft, making it look incredibly menacing.
If such a massive thing were shoved inside her, Wang Xiner feared she might be impaled to death on the spot.
“I’ll just rub against you—I won’t go inside,” Wang Yue whispered reassuringly, then instructed, “Xiner, start channeling the technique.”
“Okay.” Though Wang Xiner was afraid, she trusted her brother more than anything—she knew he wouldn’t hurt her. So, she did as he said and began practicing the meditation technique he’d just taught her.
Wang Yue also began channeling his energy. He leaned forward, pressing the massive head of his penis against his sister’s tender, plump yet petite pussy.
“Mmm…” A man’s penis had evolved specifically to give women pleasure. The sensation of the glans, composed of spongy tissue, was completely different from that of a hand or a mouth. Even just pressing against her, it already made Wang Xin’er feel so good she couldn’t help but let out a soft moan.
Wang Yue gripped his cock, using the tip to part his sister’s narrow slit. Lubricated by her juices, he rubbed up and down inside her slit while testing the technique’s response.
No, no, still no!
Wang Yue tried several different positions, but the technique showed no reaction.
It wasn’t until the tip of his glans pressed against the tiny opening of his sister’s pussy—which was oozing a thin stream of lubricant—that a faint, almost imperceptible connection between their true qi finally formed.
This was quite awkward. Such a tenuous connection wouldn’t be enough to complete dual cultivation, but if he penetrated her—even just a little—the nature of the act would be entirely different.
But to give up now…
If they couldn’t connect their true qi at all, then of course there would be no question of it—Wang Yue would never harm his own younger sister for the sake of dual cultivation.
But now that a connection had clearly been established, giving up just like this was something Wang Yue simply couldn’t bring himself to do.
“Just a tiny bit. As long as I don’t break my sister’s hymen, it should be fine, right? At worst, I’ll just rub a little deeper.”
Wang Yue reassured himself for a long time in his mind, finally making up his mind. He pushed forward slightly, and the glans pressing against his sister’s tender pussy instantly broke through the barrier, sliding in halfway.
“Yaaah…” Wang Xiner was just savoring the exquisite pleasure of her brother’s cock rubbing against her pussy when she was suddenly interrupted by a searing pain, causing her to cry out involuntarily.
“Brother, didn’t you say you wouldn’t fuck me?” Wang Xiner looked down at the large head of his cock that was already half-embedded in her pussy. The pain inside her and the sense of betrayal at being deceived by her brother nearly brought her to tears.
“No, no, I only put in a tiny bit—that doesn’t count as fucking.” Wang Yue hurried to reassure her, though inside he was overjoyed. With half the glans inside, the connection of their true qi was finally complete, and the dual cultivation technique began to circulate on its own without them needing to actively channel their energy.
“It’s okay, Xiner, don’t be afraid. It’s just a momentary pain; you’ll feel really good soon.” ” While comforting his sister, Wang Yue twisted his hips, causing the half-head lodged in her pussy to grind and rotate at the entrance of her tender slit.
Since the dual cultivation technique greatly enhanced both partners’ pleasure, and Wang Yue hadn’t penetrated any deeper—let alone broken through Wang Xin’er’s hymen—it wasn’t long before her pain gave way to ecstasy.
She felt that having her brother’s cock thrust into her pussy and grind against her was more than ten times more intense than when he was merely rubbing against her slit.
Having never experienced the true pleasure of being fucked before, Wang Xiner felt that even this slight friction from her brother’s cock inside her was the most wonderful thing in the world, so she was completely satisfied.
Wang Yue, on the other hand, was in a terrible predicament—stuck in limbo. Although half of his glans was tightly gripped by his sister’s tender pussy, providing some pleasure, it was practically nonexistent.
But in order to practice dual cultivation with his sister, he had no choice but to endure it, continuing to grind his glans rapidly against her tender pussy.
“Brother, it feels so good. Is this what getting fucked feels like?” Wang Xiner was so overwhelmed with pleasure she murmured to herself.
Wang Yue hurried to correct her: “Xiner, you can’t say things like that. I’ve only gone in a tiny bit. We’re doing this for mutual cultivation—this doesn’t count as fucking.”
“I don’t care. Your cock is already inside my pussy anyway.” ” Wang Xiner said defiantly, “Or else, let’s go ask Mom to settle this. Ask her if having your dick in my pussy a little counts as fucking!”
“My little angel, what exactly do you want?” Wang Yue said helplessly.
“Hehe.” Wang Xiner smiled triumphantly, “You have to fuck me like this every day from now on, or else I’ll tell Mom!”
Wang Yue was instantly speechless. If he had to do this every day, wouldn’t he go crazy from pent-up desire?
“We can’t do this every day; we’ll have to find the right opportunity,” Wang Yue argued his case. “Besides, I’ll say it again: we’re just practicing dual cultivation. I didn’t even get the entire head of my cock inside you, let alone break your hymen, so this isn’t fucking at all!”
“I say it is, so it is!” Wang Xiner retorted petulantly, but then softened her tone: “Okay, big brother, I’ll listen to you. You don’t have to come every day—just find a chance. But right now, you have to listen to me. Hurry up and keep fucking me. My pussy feels so good when you fuck it!”
Wang Yue breathed a sigh of relief when his sister agreed to his request. He didn’t bother arguing with her about whether this counted as fucking her pussy; he just swiveled his hips rapidly, making the tip of his cock swirl back and forth inside her pussy.
Before long, Wang Xiner reached another climax. Her tender pussy contracted violently, clamping tightly around her brother’s half-exposed glans, and a gush of vaginal fluid surged from deep within her.
Although Wang Yue possessed only average stamina and was far from capable of enduring a long session without ejaculating, the pleasure derived from his sister’s tight pussy clamping down on his half-exposed glans was not enough to make him come.
However, this did not hinder the exchange of true qi.
Under the powerful dual cultivation technique, Wang Xiner’s cultivation level skyrocketed like a rocket, breaking through the ranks from the fifth layer of the Qi Refining Realm all the way to the second layer of the Spirit Condensation Realm before stopping. The barrier between the Qi Refining Realm and the Spirit Condensation Realm failed to pose any obstacle at all.
As for Wang Yue, due to the lack of pleasure, although he had obtained his sister’s virgin yin essence, his cultivation level only rose from the ninth layer of the Earth Gate Realm to the peak of the Earth Gate Realm; he had not broken through that barrier.
Although Wang Xiner’s cultivation had surged, she was, after all, a novice in this matter. Having experienced two consecutive orgasms, coupled with the constant battles against ferocious beasts during the day, she was mentally and physically exhausted. After this climax, she actually fell into a deep sleep.
Wang Yue had no choice but to withdraw his cock, help his sister get dressed, and quietly escort her back to her own tent.
Back in his own tent, Wang Yue couldn’t help but let out a wry smile as he looked at his cock, which refused to go soft.
Still, he had no regrets. If it meant his sister could rapidly advance her cultivation, what did it matter if he had to hold back a little?
After this experiment with his sister, Wang Yue’s plan to practice dual cultivation with every woman in the family had to be shelved.
Although he had always insisted that what he did with his sister was dual cultivation rather than sexual intercourse, he knew better than anyone that the moment he penetrated her—even if only the tip of his glans entered—the nature of the act was completely different.
So he could only console himself with the self-deceptive notion that since he hadn’t broken her hymen, it didn’t count as fucking her.
To put it bluntly, although Wang Yue had been reborn, his life experience was limited to those previous fifteen years; he wasn’t much more mature than the average fifteen-year-old, so it was only natural for him to have some naive, childish ideas.
In fact, when he thought about it calmly, even if he didn’t penetrate her—even if he could achieve mutual cultivation simply by rubbing his cock against a woman’s slit—he still couldn’t use that method with the women in his household.
After all, in a normal relationship, what man would rub his cock against a woman’s pussy? Even if it wasn’t sex, that would still be a massive overstep.
It seems that training more female bodyguards from outside the clan is the most feasible solution.
Wang Yue thought to himself.
But this wasn’t easy to pull off either. After all, according to the Martial Artists’ Alliance regulations, a martial arts clan couldn’t just pass on martial arts to outsiders unless they made them part of their own family.
And to make an outsider part of the family, not only were there strict limits on the number of people, but the procedures were also extremely cumbersome.
Wang Yue’s stepmother, Xue Yan, was a case in point. Since she and Wang Jing were not legally married, she was considered an outsider who had joined the Wang family. Back then, Wang Jing had spent a full six months running around and pleading with countless people before he finally succeeded.
Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, no clan is willing to undertake such a thankless task. Instead, they prefer to cultivate hidden forces in secret. Once trained, these individuals are either granted the status of independent cultivators, like Hong Ling and her three companions, or they must remain hidden in the shadows, their identities as martial artists forever concealed from the light.
While the former option is ideal, being an independent cultivator means their cultivation techniques cannot overlap with those of any clan. Consequently, the Su family secretly nurtures far more experts than just Hong Ling and her three companions; they are likely the only ones publicly acknowledged. After all, no matter how vast the Su family’s resources, securing four distinct Xuan-tier cultivation techniques is already pushing the limits of what they can manage.
In fact, it wasn’t just the Su family; the Chen and Wang families were also secretly cultivating experts. However, since Wang Yue was only fifteen this year and not yet an adult, his grandmother, Liu Ruoshi, had not yet allowed him to be exposed to these matters.
The next morning, upon waking, Wang Xin’er saw Wang Yue, gave him a sweet smile, called him “Brother,” and then scurried off to the side—by daylight, she had completely lost the boldness she’d shown the night before and had instead become shy.
Su Mengqing, however, grabbed Wang Yue by the collar, dragged him off to a secluded spot, lowered her voice, and demanded fiercely, “What did you and Xin’er do last night?”
“We didn’t do anything,” Wang Yue replied evasively. He knew there was no way to hide last night’s activities from his aunt. After all, although their tent was top-of-the-line—not only sturdy but also exceptionally soundproof—it was unlikely they could completely escape the notice of a Tianyuan Realm expert.
“Don’t tell me you didn’t!” Su Mengqing said sternly. “I saw your little antics in the car the day before yesterday, but I didn’t feel like calling you out on it. I never expected you two to be so bold.”
“We just did a little dual cultivation—that’s all. We really didn’t do anything else,” Wang Yue insisted stubbornly. “Xin’er is still a child. I know my limits.”
“You’re just a kid yourself!” Su Mengqing pouted, then asked, “If you really didn’t do anything, how exactly did you practice dual cultivation?”
“Auntie, why are you so worked up? Are you jealous of Xinyu?” Wang Yue asked in surprise. His aunt shouldn’t be that kind of person—otherwise, she wouldn’t have tried to set him up with Hongling and the others.
“Jealous of you, my foot!” Su Mengqing snapped. “I’m worried you’ll hurt Xinyu. She’s not like me—I’ve made up my mind to stay single for the rest of my life, so even sneaking around with you, my own nephew, doesn’t bother me. But Xinyu will have to get married someday. If you two go too far, what will she do?”
Xinyu will have to get married someday?
At the thought of this possibility, Wang Yue suddenly felt an indescribable pang of bitterness in his heart, a sense of utter despair.
“Auntie, don’t worry. I know what to do. Besides, when we practiced dual cultivation, we didn’t actually do anything—I only entered a tiny bit. Her hymen is still intact,” Wang Yue said dejectedly, suddenly feeling too exhausted to do anything.
“You silly boy, do you really think a girl’s purity depends solely on that membrane?” Su Mengqing said. “Let me put it this way: if it were you, could you accept that your future wife had been penetrated, even just a little?”
“As long as you don’t say anything and I don’t say anything, who would know?” Wang Yue said, his mind in turmoil.
“She’ll know herself,” Su Mengqing said. “ “Your mother suffered greatly from forced arranged marriages, so she would never allow you and Xinyu to marry someone you don’t love. Even with Chen Xi, she only agreed to the engagement after confirming you’d grown up together and shared a deep bond. So here’s the problem: if Xinyu really finds a boy she loves in the future, but she’s been penetrated by her own brother, don’t you think that would become a thorn in her heart?”
“Then just don’t let her get married!” Wang Yue retorted petulantly.
“When it comes to matters of the heart, who can say for sure?” Su Mengqing sighed. “Alright, you’d better think this through yourself.”
With that, she turned and walked toward the camp. Out of Wang Yue’s sight, the corners of her sensual lips suddenly curled upward, revealing a meaningful smile.
The planned expedition deep into the Beast Clan’s territory, originally scheduled for today, was canceled because of Su Mengqing’s single remark.
She did this because she knew that after dual cultivation with Wang Yue, Wang Xin’er’s cultivation would inevitably skyrocket, so she wanted her to get accustomed to her newfound power.
Therefore, today, Hong Ling and the others still herded a large number of ferocious beasts over for Wang Yue and his sister to practice on.
Wang Xin’er was in high spirits today and fought with boundless energy, quickly adapting to the power that had suddenly surged by an entire cultivation realm.
In contrast, Wang Yue was completely distracted.
After hearing his aunt’s words, he sometimes felt that he truly could no longer continue this way with his sister.
But whenever he thought of her one day marrying and leaving with another man, an indescribable pain gripped his heart, as if a piece of his very flesh had been savagely torn away.
At other times, he thought that since things had already come to this, he might as well just continue. He could use dual cultivation to rapidly elevate his sister’s cultivation to a level where she could stand on her own. After all, as long as he didn’t actually penetrate her, he wouldn’t completely destroy her purity.
But he also feared that doing so might create emotional scars in his sister, causing her to harbor resentment about it for the rest of her life.
This profound inner conflict persisted long after dinner, even as they set up camp for the night, and he still could not free himself from it.
That overwhelming sense of oppression made Wang Yue feel as if he were about to explode; all he wanted was to let it all out.
But as a master at the peak of the Earth Gate Realm, he knew that venting his anger right there could easily hurt someone.
So, after everyone had returned to their tents, he quietly slipped away from the camp and ran as fast as he could.
Only after running more than twenty li in one go did Wang Yue stop. Looking at the desolate scenery around him, he found nothing to his liking.
“Die! Die! All of you, just die!” Wang Yue roared, then began punching and kicking everything in sight.
Everything in his path—trees, rocks, mounds of earth—was reduced to dust under his fists and feet.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
……
He didn’t know how long it had been, but Wang Yue, having nearly exhausted all his true qi, finally came to a halt, gasping for breath.
By then, an area spanning nearly a hundred meters in diameter had been completely leveled to the ground.
Although this outburst hadn’t solved any problems, it did at least ease Wang Yue’s mind somewhat. Not wanting anyone to worry about his disappearance, he turned and hurried back toward the camp.
Not long after Wang Yue left, a group of people dressed as adventurers arrived here, following the sound of his outburst.
There were seven of them in total, each exuding an extraordinary presence. They were clearly battle-hardened veterans, and their cultivation levels were no mean feat.
The leader was a young man in his thirties with a crew cut. Tall and burly, he radiated a fierce aura from head to toe.
Yet at this moment, he showed none of his usual rugged demeanor; instead, he was filled with shock.
“This is just the outermost edge of the Beast Clan’s territory. How could such a fierce battle have broken out here?” The rugged young man looked at the ruins spanning a hundred meters in diameter and couldn’t help but whistle in astonishment.
“Boss, do you think a group of ferocious beasts might have been fighting here, causing all this destruction?” asked a teammate standing nearby.
“No,” the burly young man shook his head. “Judging by the extent of the damage to these rocks and trees, whoever or whatever caused this must possess at least Tianyuan Realm strength. If there really were a group of them, the commotion would certainly be much greater than this. Besides, it’s highly unlikely for a Tianyuan Realm beast to appear here. I suspect it was most likely two human experts at the Tianyuan Realm level who were fighting here just now.”
“Tianyuan Realm?!” the burly young man’s teammates exclaimed in unison. One of them said, “That would mean they’re at the same cultivation level as you, Boss. This is just a remote outpost on the outskirts of Jinling—it’s hardly likely.”
The burly young man shook his head. “Nothing is impossible. The world is full of hidden talents and masters. Besides, while Jinling may not be as grand as our Tianhai, it’s still a first-rate metropolis. It wouldn’t be strange at all to have a few Tianyuan Realm experts here.”
“Exactly,” another teammate chimed in. “And even if there were no experts in Jinling, just having our Big Sister here means we can’t underestimate the place.”
“Don’t call her that yet—she’s not there yet,” the burly young man corrected his teammate’s choice of words, though a pleased smile played at the corners of his mouth.
The teammates clearly knew their captain well. Far from holding back, they laughed and joked, “What’s there to be afraid of? It’s bound to happen sooner or later. Our captain’s wife is a real gem. Besides our boss, who else could possibly be worthy of her? If she doesn’t marry our boss, who else would she marry?”
The burly young man’s smile grew even broader. He waved his hand and said, “Enough of that. Their camp shouldn’t be far from here. Let’s stay here tonight and go find them tomorrow.”
“No way. Our boss’s wife is a peak Earth Realm expert. Why would she be camping here?” another teammate asked.
The burly young man replied, “I heard she’s here to lead her nephew and niece through some practical combat training. She definitely won’t have gone too deep into the area.”
The teammate who had spoken first chuckled, “I was wondering why you rushed all the way to Jinling, Boss. So you were planning to visit family after all.”
The burly young man flashed a dismissive smile. “It’s just a small family in a backwater town. What have their kids ever seen of the world? Just throw those two little brats a few perks, and I’m sure they’ll speak up for me—begging me to be their uncle-in-law.”
“Boss, you’re a genius!” His teammates all gave him a thumbs-up. One of them chuckled, “Those four girls around the boss’s wife aren’t half bad either. Boss, once you’ve got her, can you let us in on the action too?”
“No problem, no problem! ” The burly young man roared with laughter, though inside he sneered: “I’ve got my eye on those four girls too—what share do you think you’ll get? You’re probably just dreaming!”
Little did he know that his teammates had already anticipated his own thoughts: The beauty the boss had just claimed certainly wouldn’t be shared with others, but once he’d grown tired of her, the brothers would still get their cut—it wasn’t the first time this had happened.
However, when they thought of the boss’s new conquest—with her celestial beauty and flawless figure—they drooled while secretly sighing: Though the boss has slept with many women, none have been as perfect as this one. Waiting for him to tire of her? That’s unlikely to happen anytime soon.
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As for Wang Yue, he quietly returned to the camp and used his last bit of true qi to fly over the metal fence. Seeing that none of the tents showed any signs of movement, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He didn’t want to expose his negative emotions or his vulnerable side to others, not even to his own aunt and younger sister. Perhaps this was the so-called machismo at work.
He slipped back into his own tent, but the moment he stepped inside, Wang Yue froze in surprise.
There, wrapped in a thin blanket, sat a petite figure, her little head bobbing up and down as she dozed off.
“Xin’er, why are you here again?” Wang Yue asked with a touch of exasperation.
Startled awake, Wang Xin’er asked, her voice a mix of delight and reproach, “Brother, where did you run off to?”
“I couldn’t sleep, so I went out to clear my head,” Wang Yue mumbled in reply, then asked again, “Why are you here again?”
“To get fucked by you.” Perhaps because it was nighttime, Wang Xin’er transformed into a bold little vixen again, speaking with startling bluntness. “Bro, you made me feel so good last night. I want more.”
Wang Yue recalled his conversation with his aunt and instinctively wanted to refuse, but the words on his lips turned into: “Didn’t I tell you? We can’t do this every day. We have to wait for the right opportunity.”
“I think today is a great opportunity,” Wang Xiner said, pulling the thin blanket off her body and revealing her already completely naked, delicate form before her brother’s eyes.
Wang Yue couldn’t help but feel a stir in his heart. Although his sister’s body wasn’t exactly sexy, the delicate innocence unique to a young girl held a special kind of allure.