Chapter 18
Chapter 18: Taken to the Gutter
Wang Xiner was stunned by her aunt’s bold and lewd moans, and couldn’t help but say, “Auntie, you’re so slutty!”
“It’s just… your brother’s… ah… big cock… is making me feel… so good… oh… I just don’t believe… that when he fucks you… you won’t… be just as lewd…” As Wang Yue thrust into her again and again, Su Mengqing’s conversation with Wang Xiner became broken and disjointed, interspersed with uncontrollable moans.
Wang Yue’s massive cock was wrapped tightly by his own aunt’s tight, wet pussy, sending waves of tingling pleasure through his glans.
The intense pleasure drove him to fuck his aunt’s pussy even harder, hitting her G-spot with every thrust, His massive cock thrust in and out of her vagina with forceful, deep strokes, mercilessly pulling back to the entrance before plunging deep into her core. His egg-sized glans would then grind and rotate against her cervix, driving her body into a fit of tingling ecstasy as her lower abdomen arched upward repeatedly.
Wang Xiner was also very attentive; she leaned down again, licking back and forth along her aunt’s slit and clitoris, working in sync with her brother to give her aunt even greater pleasure.
Su Mengqing was being fucked by her own nephew until she was nearly out of her mind, her thighs spread wide, the folds of her pussy contracting ceaselessly to tightly wrap around her nephew’s massive cock. She wriggled her big white ass in perfect rhythm with his thrusts, thrusting her pussy upward with all her might to let her nephew’s huge cock penetrate even deeper into her wet pussy, moaning incessantly from her little mouth: “Ah… my dear husband… ah… your big cock… so long… so thick… ah… your auntie loves your… big cock so much… ah… harder… fuck me… ah… your auntie’s dear husband… oh… big-cocked husband… ah… your auntie feels so good… It feels so good... Hurry... Fuck me hard... Fuck me to death... Fuck me to death... Ah... Fuck your lewd aunt hard... Ah... Hurry... Fuck your aunt hard... Just fuck me to death... With that big cock... born from my sister’s cunt... Fuck this aunt of yours to death... Oh... Good boy... My dear nephew... You really know how to… fuck your auntie’s pussy… Auntie’s going to… be fucked… to heaven by you…”
Wang Yue was fucking her beautifully, Su Mengqing was moaning with pleasure, but Wang Xiner had had enough. She puckered her lips, which were covered in the juices flowing from her auntie’s pussy: “Hmph, Auntie, you’re biased. I’m licking your pussy so hard, yet you only praise my brother.”
But Su Mengqing had no mind to pay attention to her niece at that moment, because her nephew’s relentless thrusting had already sent her soaring to the very peak.
“...Ah... It feels so good... Ah... Harder... Ah... Faster... Ah... Auntie’s going to come... Ah... Faster… faster… mmm… I can’t hold it anymore… ah… here it comes… I’m flying… ah… ah…” With a moan so intense it seemed she might lose her breath, Su Mengqing’s whole body trembled. Her hands clutched the sheets tightly, and her thighs wrapped firmly around Wang Yue’s waist, leaving Wang Xin’er unable to find a spot to continue licking her pussy. Immediately afterward, her mound trembled as it thrust forward, and a stream of scalding vaginal fluid shot out from her womb, the heat of it sending waves of pleasure through Wang Yue’s swollen glans.
Wang Yue’s thick cock was constantly sucked and wrapped around by the soft flesh of his aunt’s orgasmic vagina, sending shivers of pleasure through his entire body. He let out a low growl, pressing his swollen glans firmly against her tender G-spot, forcing the tip into her trembling, contracting cervix, as thick streams of thick semen erupted, spraying deep into her womb.
After the climax, the two paused, Wang Yue’s cock still deeply embedded in his aunt’s pussy, both of them savoring the lingering afterglow.
Wang Xiner wasn’t having any of it. She nudged Wang Yue and said pitifully, “Brother, I want some too. You can’t just fuck Auntie. Xiner’s pussy is itching too.”
Wang Yue patted Su Mengqing’s big butt and said, “Auntie, you rest for a bit first.”
Su Mengqing nodded, releasing the long legs that had been tightly wrapped around Wang Yue’s waist, allowing his cock to slide out of her pussy. She said, “Go on, fuck her hard. Fuck that little slut to death!”
“I’m not a little slut—Auntie is! She’s the one moaning so lewdly while getting fucked.” Wang Xin’er stuck out her tongue and mimicked Su Mengqing’s tone, crying out, “My good husband… harder… fuck Auntie’s slutty cunt…”
Having been thoroughly satisfied by Wang Yue right in front of Wang Xin’er, Su Mengqing had completely let her guard down. She laughed and said, “What’s the big deal, Xin’er? Auntie says that when your brother fucks you later, you have to scream out all your feelings and desires. I guarantee your brother will fuck you even harder.”
“Really?” Wang Xiner was instantly eager to try it out. She quickly stripped naked, lay down next to her aunt, spread her slender legs, and exposed her pussy—already drenched in her own juices—to her brother: “Brother, come fuck me!”
Su Mengqing sat up, looked at Wang Xiner’s crotch, and exclaimed admiringly, “Xiner has certainly inherited all of your mother’s best qualities.”
“What kind of qualities?” Wang Xiner asked curiously.
“To put it simply, just this little bun-shaped pussy is enough to make your brother linger here endlessly,” Su Mengqing said with a smile. “You might not know this, but your brother loves bun-shaped pussies the most. I wonder if it’s because he was born from your mom’s bun-shaped pussy.”
“Does my mom have a bun-shaped pussy too?” Wang Xin’er asked with keen interest.
“Yes, your aunt saw it when they were bathing together. Your mom’s pussy is even plumper than mine,” Su Mengqing described. “And it’s hairless, white and tender, just like a freshly steamed white bun.”
Wang Xiner snorted with laughter. “What do you mean, ‘my mom’s cunt’? That sounds like an insult.”
Su Mengqing laughed too. “‘My mom’s cunt’ isn’t an insult—it’s just describing something. ‘Fuck your mom’s cunt’—that’s the insult.”
“My mom’s pussy hasn’t been fucked yet. My brother and I are both test-tube babies,” Wang Xiner said.
“So your mom is really pitiful,” Su Mengqing sighed. “She’s lived thirty-six years and hasn’t even experienced the pleasure of getting fucked. It’s nothing like how lucky you are, Xiner. You’re only fifteen and already get to enjoy your brother’s big cock.”
Hearing the two of them discuss his mother’s cunt, Wang Yue felt an indescribable urge welling up inside him for some reason. Unable to hold back any longer, he grabbed his sister’s slender legs, thrust his big cock forward, and with a wet sound, shoved more than half of it into her cunt.
“Ouch!” Wang Xin’er gasped, pouting, “Brother, you’re so mean. You thrust in so suddenly—aren’t you afraid you’ll hurt me?”
“Does it hurt? Then I won’t move,” Wang Yue said with a smile, savoring the sensation of his cock being tightly gripped and wrapped by his sister’s tight, tender pussy.
“No, Brother, Xin’er begs you, please fuck me now.” Having watched her brother and aunt’s live sex show for so long, Wang Xin’er’s pussy was already itching unbearably. Now that it was filled by her brother’s massive cock, her lust had reached its peak. If her brother didn’t fuck her right away, she feared she might go mad.
Wang Yue wasn’t that cruel, of course. He immediately began thrusting, his massive cock making her tender little pussy squelch with every stroke.
Seeing that the siblings had already started fucking, Su Mengqing stopped talking to Wang Xin’er, so as not to distract her and prevent her from fully immersing herself in the pleasure of being fucked.
But she wasn’t idle either. With one hand, she gently probed the slit of her niece’s pussy—which had been stretched wide by her nephew’s thrusts—while offering her own pair of snow-white, full, perky breasts to her nephew’s mouth.
Wang Yue immediately reached out with both hands, grabbing his aunt’s large breasts—one in each hand—and kneading them while licking and sucking on her two small nipples.
Below, he didn’t stop for a moment, thrusting faster and faster into his sister’s tender little pussy.
Wang Xin’er was being fucked to ecstasy. Recalling her aunt’s earlier words, she tried to voice her own feelings and desires: “Ah… It feels so good… Oh… My dear brother… Mmm… You’re fucking me… It feels so damn good… Ah… My dear brother… Mmm… You’re hitting my G-spot again… Ah… It feels so good… Ah… Fuck me… Brother… Oh… Xiner’s good husband… Fuck me hard… Ah… Fuck me hard… Xiner’s pussy… Let me die… Under your cock… Fuck me to death…”
Sure enough, after letting it out, Wang Xin’er immediately felt her brother fucking her even harder.
And shouting out all her inner desires like this made her feel exceptionally exhilarated.
Once she started moaning, she couldn’t stop: “Brother… Husband… Mmm… It’s so beautiful… Mmm… It’s too beautiful… Oh… mmm… so big… your cock… so good… it’s killing me with pleasure… mmm… ah… so good… so good… oh… so damn good… mmm… Brother… mmm… your cock… mmm… you’re fucking me… so good… mmm… so amazing… mmm… so wonderful… mmm… Big-dicked brother… you’re fucking me so good… mmm…”
Playing with his aunt’s big tits in his hands, sucking on them with his mouth, his cock thrusting in and out of his sister’s tender little pussy, and listening to her unashamed moans of lust, Wang Yue felt immense satisfaction in both body and mind at that moment, which only made him fuck her even harder.
After all, Wang Xin’er was still young; her body and pussy were both tender, so naturally she couldn’t take as much as her aunt’s mature body. After being fucked by her brother’s big cock for just over two hundred strokes, she reached her first orgasm of the night.
Wang Yue then released a huge gush of thick semen deep inside his younger sister’s tender womb.
“It’s my turn, it’s my turn!” Su Mengqing had been watching the brother and sister fuck for a while, and with her breasts being fondled and licked by her nephew, her lust flared up again. She couldn’t help but urge them on.
Wang Xiner, however, didn’t want her brother’s cock to leave her pussy. She clamped her slender legs tightly around his waist to keep him there: “I want more.”
“Then let’s do it together.” Wang Yue had brought his sister to visit their aunt tonight not to take turns fucking them, but to fuck both pussies at once. Not only would that feel even better, but it would also significantly enhance the benefits of dual cultivation.
So he had his aunt bend over and rest her big buttocks on top of his sister, the two alluring pussies—one large, one small—pressed together. He thrust his cock deep into his sister’s pussy for dozens, even hundreds of strokes, then pulled out and immediately shoved his cock, now coated in her sister’s juices, into his aunt’s pussy.
He repeated this cycle until both the older and younger beauties were moaning in unison…
…
It wasn’t until late into the night, when the two women could no longer endure it, that this three-way orgy finally came to a halt.
The combined effects of dual cultivation and a threesome had significantly boosted all three of their cultivation levels.
However, the higher one’s cultivation level, the slower the progress becomes.
After being fucked by her own nephew’s massive cock for half the night—and with the help of her niece—Su Mengqing’s cultivation had risen by only one level, from the second to the third layer of the Tianyuan Realm.
Still, that was impressive enough.
Take Wang Yue’s grandmother, Liu Ruoshi, for example. She had excellent innate talent and trained with great diligence, yet it took her a full fifteen years to progress from the initial Tianyuan Realm to her current fifth level—an average of one level every three years.
Moreover, years of continuous cultivation is an incredibly tedious and monotonous task—unlike her situation, where not only does she advance a level every few days, but the process itself is punctuated by her nephew bringing her to one climax after another.
Since Wang Xiner’s cultivation was one major realm lower than her brother’s, her advancement this time was even greater: she leaped directly from the second layer of the Earth Gate Realm to the peak of the sixth layer, coming within a hair’s breadth of reaching the late stage of the Earth Gate Realm.
Wang Yue’s advancement was the most significant; he leaped two levels from the first layer of the Tianyuan Realm to the third layer, matching his aunt’s level.
Moreover, since all three shared a close bloodline, they made substantial gains in the purity of their true qi.
Su Mengqing and Wang Xin’er both achieved a purity fifteen times that of an ordinary martial artist. Not only was their True Qi more powerful, but when executing that technique, they could now easily complete four rotations of True Qi, unleashing sixteen times the original power.
Wang Yue, meanwhile, had increased from thirty times to thirty-two times. While he was still far from achieving six rotations of True Qi, this was merely the result of a single night of dual cultivation. At this rate, it would likely take less than a month for his True Qi purity to reach the level required for six rotations.
Unfortunately, he still didn’t have enough partners for dual cultivation. His aunt, younger sister, Yan’s mother, and his mother-in-law—that was only four people. Even if he spent one night with each of them, without engaging in double or multiple partners, Wang Yue still couldn’t ensure he wouldn’t be left empty-handed every night.
Unless Wang Yue disregarded their well-being and forced himself upon them, but he would never do such a thing.
The next day, they spent another full day grinding monsters, and by evening, the group began their return journey.
After all, the borders between human and beast territories are clearly defined. The human internet network struggles to penetrate deep into beast territory; beyond a hundred li, the signal drops almost entirely, barely sustaining phone calls, and after five hundred li, even making calls becomes impossible.
They’d been out for several days in a row now; if they didn’t return soon, their families would start to worry.
By the time they got back to Jinling, it was already past eight in the evening. The group first stopped by the Adventurers’ Guild, where they told Hongling and the others to go home and rest, while Su Mengqing personally drove Wang Yue and his sister home.
Fate is truly a mysterious thing. Su Mengqing had originally intended to satisfy her own desires while also trying to bring Wang Yue and Hong Ling together.
Unexpectedly, however, she ended up bringing Wang Yue and his biological sister, Wang Xiner, together, while making almost no progress with Hong Ling and the other three women.
However, such matters cannot be rushed. Forcing things would rob the process of much of its charm. Although the goal of dual cultivation might still be achieved, it would feel as though they were doing it solely for the sake of dual cultivation.
Now that Wang Yue and his group had killed Li Yuan Kui and his party, they had unwittingly drawn the ire of Li Yuan Kui’s father, a cultivator at the Return to Truth Realm. Time seemed to be running out.
Before the revival of spiritual energy, the distance between Jinling and Tianhai was not great, but now it was a full ten thousand li.
Li Yuan Kui’s group had traveled in the fastest flying vessels to arrive in the shortest possible time.
Furthermore, since they were acting in secret, it would take considerable time just to confirm they were missing. Add to that the investigation, and the time required to eventually suspect or confirm a connection to Su Mengqing would be at least a month.
By then, even if Wang Yue didn’t practice dual cultivation with anyone else along the way, it would still be enough to raise both his and Su Mengqing’s cultivation levels to the Return to Truth Realm.
So, when she thought about it carefully, time wasn’t that tight after all.
“Auntie, don’t go home today. Stay at my place,” Wang Xiner said to Su Mengqing in the car. The two had always been close, and after last night’s “battle side by side,” they were now so intimate that they no longer seemed like aunt and niece, but rather like best friends who shared everything.
“Your brother’s already fucked my pussy so swollen—what’s the point of staying? Just to stare longingly at his cock? I’d rather go back and practice a bit to speed up my recovery.” Since last night’s intense battle, Su Mengqing had completely let her guard down and felt comfortable saying anything in front of the siblings.
Wang Xiner immediately pouted: “Me too. I’ll probably need a few days’ rest before my brother can fuck me again.”
Actually, for them, having their pussies fucked until they were swollen was a minor issue. After all, as long as they put in the effort to nourish them with true qi and used a little medicine, they could recover completely in less than half a day.
What truly affected them was their physical desire. Having been fucked until they came seven or eight times in a single night, their bodies were completely satisfied—even to the point of excess.
At this point, although their minds were still savoring that ecstatic, mind-blowing pleasure, their bodies no longer had any desire.
While they could force themselves to continue, it would only provide some localized stimulation—it would be impossible to achieve the kind of bliss that satisfies both body and mind. Moreover, doing so would harm their bodies and even damage a martial artist’s foundational energy, greatly hindering their cultivation.
This is the same principle as the saying for men: “Light masturbation is pleasurable, heavy masturbation is harmful, and forced masturbation leads to total ruin” (so Old Fat offers the kids here a piece of advice: in all things, know when to stop; never force it. And you kids can try this out—whether it’s masturbation or sex—doing it a few times a day versus taking a few days to rest and recover, then coming back when you truly have the need—the feeling is absolutely different).
The car continued on its way, and the two girls carried on with their conversation.
“Auntie, when I grow up, will my breasts really be as big as yours?” Wang Xiner asked enviously. “I heard that if you massage them a lot, they’ll get bigger. I don’t know if that’s true.”
“I don’t know about that, but I don’t think it makes much difference. It’s all about genetics. Take me and your mom, for example—we’ve never been touched by a man. Well, I mean, before that bastard raped us. But our boobs aren’t any smaller than your aunt’s.” ” Su Mengqing said, though it was unclear if she was trying to preserve the last shred of dignity she had as an aunt. No matter how much Wang Yue protested, she insisted she had been raped by him.
Wang Xiner looked up at her longingly. “If that’s really true, that would be great. Mine are too small right now—even my brother doesn’t want to touch them.”
“They’ll grow, and not just your tits—your little bun-shaped pussy will get fuller and fuller too. I guarantee your brother will want to touch it more and more, and he’ll want to fuck it more and more,” Su Mengqing reassured her.
Wang Xin’er’s eyes lit up. “Really? Will my pussy be as full as Auntie’s someday?”
“Of course it will, and it might even be more than that. By then, you’ll surpass your aunt in one fell swoop and become just like your mom. Your brother will definitely enjoy fucking you even more!” Su Mengqing suddenly sighed, “What a pity. Your mom has such a top-notch pussy, yet no one fucks her. It’s truly a great loss to the world.”
“Yeah, if only Mom could let my brother fuck her too. I really want her to experience the pleasure of being fucked.” Wang Xin’er had been led down a rabbit hole by Su Mengqing; her filial piety had somehow manifested in this bizarre way.
Su Mengqing chuckled. “Xin’er, you really are a dutiful daughter. I just wonder if your brother would be willing to use his big cock to show his filial piety to your mom.”
“By the way, Auntie, I feel like you’re deliberately trying to set me up with Xin’er. What’s the reason behind this?” As their conversation grew increasingly risqué, Wang Yue hurriedly changed the subject.
Besides, this question had been on his mind for over two days. He’d forgotten to ask last night, so today was the perfect time.
“It’s all because you’re too powerful, you little bastard. You fuck her to death every time—how could I manage without a helper?” Su Mengqing retorted irritably, successfully turning the tables on him.
Wang Yue knew this wasn’t the real answer. Even if his aunt truly felt she couldn’t handle him alone, she could have easily turned to Hongling and the others—in fact, that was her original plan when this incident happened, though she later shifted her focus to her younger sister.
Moreover, whether last night or now, there was always an underlying implication in her words that she was dragging his mother into this as well, which made the whole thing even more suspicious.
However, Wang Yue also knew that if he pressed her further, his aunt wouldn’t tell the truth. It seemed he’d have to find another opportunity—like in the middle of having sex with her, when she was lost in passion—to ask her. Maybe then he could coax the truth out of her.
Fortunately, thanks to his interruption, my aunt and sister finally dropped the previous topic; otherwise, if they’d kept going, there could have been only two possible outcomes: either Wang Yue’s cock would have swollen so much it would have burst, or he would have disregarded their physical condition and fucked them hard one more time in the car.
Su Mengqing didn’t stay at the Wang residence after all. She dropped the siblings off at the front gate and left, but before she went, she made plans with Wang Xin’er to join Wang Yue for a threesome again next time, and specifically told Wang Xin’er to call her as soon as she’d rested up.
Although the Wang family had only risen to prominence in the last few decades, their family discipline was still strict, and they had quite a few rules.
For instance, whenever the children returned home from an outing, the first thing they had to do was greet their parents and elders and report on their general itinerary.
Although it was already past nine o’clock in the evening, Wang Yue and Wang Xin’er still went straight to their mother, Su Mengyan, as soon as they got home.
Su Mengyan appeared to have just finished her bath; she was wearing a light blue long dress and sat there quietly, like a stunning yet delicate orchid blooming in a secluded valley—she seemed to have a particular fondness for light blue, as both her dresses and her martial arts training attire were of this color.
“Mom, we’re back!” As soon as they entered the door, Wang Xiner exclaimed excitedly, rushing over to Su Mengyan and wrapping her arms around one of her shoulders.
Wang Yue called out as well and sat down across from Su Mengyan.
Seeing her two children, Su Mengyan’s ethereal, orchid-like demeanor instantly transformed. She became just like any loving mother—warm and accepting—and a gentle smile touched her flawlessly beautiful face.
“So, did you have fun this time?” Su Mengyan gazed tenderly at the two treasures who had left her womb fifteen years ago, asking in her exquisitely beautiful voice.
Su Mengyan’s voice was no less melodious than that of Xue Yan, a former singing diva. Yet it differed from Xue Yan’s sweetness and Wang Xiner’s crispness; instead, it carried a sense of tenderness and magnetism.
Of course, she reserved this tenderness only for her two children and a select few, such as Su Mengqing; at other times, she was usually a bit more aloof.
“We weren’t just playing around—we were practicing real combat,” Wang Xin’er corrected her with a pout. “But it was actually pretty fun. We ran into quite a few things, and besides…”
She almost blurted out: “And I fucked my brother—it felt absolutely amazing.”
Fortunately, she managed to stop herself just in time, averting a major disaster.
After that, the three of them chatted for a while longer, though it was mostly Wang Xiner talking to her mother. As for Wang Yue, the son, his mind had already wandered off elsewhere.
Before his rebirth, he had never looked at his mother through the lens of a man observing a woman. After his rebirth, he had learned to appreciate women, yet he rarely saw her, so this was the first time he was truly looking at her.
Although his mother was three centimeters shorter than his aunt, she was just as tall and sexy.
Her long black hair was tied up at the nape of her neck; that mature, married woman’s hairstyle made her look both sophisticated and composed. Yet Wang Yue couldn’t help but think that if she let her hair down, cascading like a waterfall over her shoulders, she would surely be even more beautiful.
As for her face—needless to say, it was undoubtedly the most beautiful face Wang Yue had ever seen in his life. In fact, everyone who had ever laid eyes on her agreed; otherwise, she wouldn’t be hailed as the most beautiful woman of all time.
Moreover, Wang Yue realized his aunt was absolutely right—the pair of breasts on his mother’s chest were certainly no smaller than his aunt’s.
It was just that she usually wore either her martial arts training uniform or a floor-length skirt like this one, both of which were very loose-fitting, so they didn’t stand out as much as his aunt’s form-fitting battle suit.
Her jade-like buttocks and pink legs were hidden beneath the long skirt, making it hard to see clearly, but just from the little that was visible, one could guess how exquisite those curves must be.
The only part exposed was her dainty foot, wearing a pair of flat slippers in size 36. The ten toes at the tip looked like ten pearls of varying sizes—round and alluring.
Wang Yue wasn’t a foot fetishist, but at that moment, he desperately wanted to cradle his mother’s delicate feet in his hands, caressing and kissing them, or even using them to grip his cock for a footjob.
A sense of regret washed over Wang Yue. If only his mother weren’t dressed so conservatively, but instead wore a form-fitting outfit like his aunt’s, just how beautiful and sexy would she be?
Come to think of it, he’d never seen his mother wear pants or shorts before. Wang Yue had simply assumed she preferred loose-fitting clothes, but now he understood—according to his aunt, his mother’s plump pussy was even fuller than hers. If she wore pants or shorts, even loose ones, people would likely be able to see its outline at a glance.
My aunt’s plump pussy is already beautiful enough, but my mom’s is even fuller than hers. I really want to see with my own eyes just how beautiful it is!
Stop, stop!
Wang Yue’s heart skipped a beat. How had his aunt led him down this path? He’d actually started fantasizing about his own mother—what a sin, what a sin!
Although Mom hadn’t noticed anything, Wang Yue still felt incredibly guilty at that moment and desperately wanted to escape right away.
Fortunately, Su Mengyan had finished talking with Wang Xin’er, so the brother and sister said goodbye to their mother and left her small courtyard together.
“Good night, bro.” Wang Xin’er lived not far from Su Mengyan’s place, and as soon as she stepped out the door, she waved to bid Wang Yue farewell.
Wang Yue grabbed his little sister’s hand and asked, “Aren’t you coming with me?”
“I’d love to, but I just can’t. It’s all your fault for going at it so hard last night.” Wang Xiner snorted, as if she hadn’t been the one clinging to her brother all night long, then added with a mischievous laugh, “You’ll just have to pitch a tent and go back on your own!”
With that, she dashed back to her own quarters.
Pitch a tent? No way!
Wang Yue shook his head with a smile and turned toward Yán’s mother’s quarters—as soon as he returned to Jinling, he had made plans with her and his aunt Chen Rong to gather at Yán’s mother’s place tonight.
Tonight, naturally, would be another sleepless night.
Since Wang Yue’s cultivation had reached the Tianyuan Realm, Xue Yan and Chen Rong both reaped immense benefits that night. Not only did each of them experience six mind-blowing orgasms, but their cultivation also simultaneously advanced to the seventh layer of the Dique Realm, and even the purity of their true qi improved significantly.
In contrast, aside from the immense physical satisfaction Wang Yue derived from ejaculating over a dozen times inside Yan’s mother’s and his aunt’s mouths, tender vaginas, and even onto their breasts, buttocks, and shapely legs, his cultivation progress was quite limited. He hadn’t advanced a single level, remaining at the third layer of the Tianyuan Realm, and his gains in the purity of his true qi were similarly minimal.
However, Wang Yue wasn’t disappointed. He knew this was because Yán’s mother and his aunt were a full cultivation realm below him. As long as he practiced dual cultivation with them a few more times and helped them advance to the Tianyuan Realm, the assistance they could provide him would grow significantly once again.
Early the next morning, Wang Yue arrived at the training ground feeling refreshed and energetic.
At that moment, the other women had just arrived as well, especially his younger sister, Wang Xin’er, who followed right behind him.
Upon seeing the siblings, the women immediately gathered around them, chattering excitedly, “Yue’er, Xin’er, how was it? Was the Beast Clan’s territory fun?”
“Why do you all think we went there just to have fun?” Wang Xin’er shot a disapproving glance at her older sisters and sisters-in-law.
“Huh?” Second Sister-in-Law Tang Yuerou looked closely at Wang Xiner and said, “Xiner seems a little different. Have you noticed?”
The women scrutinized Wang Xiner and realized she was right. Though Wang Xiner still had her usual petite and delicate appearance, there was an indescribable change about her.
Alluring!
Indeed, she had suddenly developed a very alluring aura. To put it plainly, the little girl had suddenly acquired a certain womanly charm. Before, she had merely seemed cute, but now she exuded a seductive allure.
Fortunately, since they were all women, this sensation wasn’t overwhelming; they simply assumed her demeanor had shifted after facing a ferocious beast in combat.
Only Liu Xinru and Tang Yuerou, who’d been through similar experiences, sensed something was off: Why did Xin’er now give off the impression of having been “nurtured” by a man?
But upon further reflection, they dismissed the idea as impossible. After all, she’d gone out with her aunt—not off on her own wild adventure. How could that be?
“Xin’er, after being tested in real combat, have your martial arts skills really improved? Why don’t we give it a try? If it really works, I’ll ask Auntie to take me next time.” Wang Yue said eagerly. Although she wasn’t Su Mengyan’s biological daughter, she followed Wang Yue and his sister in addressing Su Mengqing as “Auntie.”
In fact, one could say that Wang Yue’s idol was Su Mengqing. Not only was Su Mengqing self-reliant and independent, but she had also risen to the position of President of the Jinling Adventurers’ Association through her own merits—she was truly a role model for all female martial artists in Jinling.
“Sure.” Wang Xin’er had been worried her sisters and sisters-in-law would grill her and make her slip up, so she gladly agreed.
The two women stepped onto the stage. Wang Yue suppressed her cultivation to the fifth level of the Qi Refining Realm, unaware that Wang Xin’er had suppressed hers even further—after all, the purity of their true qi was in a completely different league.
The two women then began to display the various martial arts techniques of the Wang family, engaging in a back-and-forth battle.
Wang Xiner did not use true qi beyond the fifth level of the Qi Refining Realm, but her training was rigorous and genuine. Coupled with the fact that her actual cultivation level far surpassed Wang Yue’s, Wang Yue—who had always been the strongest in combat among the sisters—was easily overwhelmed and forced into a disadvantage.
After fewer than a hundred exchanges, Wang Yue was defeated.
But she didn’t feel dejected, nor did she envy Wang Xiner; instead, her eyes sparkled as she said, “Alright, I’ll ask Auntie later when we’re going back to the Beast Clan—I want to go with you!”
It wasn’t just Wang Yue; the other girls felt the same way. Now that the Wang family—and indeed all three major clans—were in far worse shape than before, whether for the sake of their families or themselves, they had to grow stronger.
In an instant, the girls began asking Wang Xiner all sorts of questions about the details of their adventures in the Beast Clan’s territory, while Wang Yue was left standing on the sidelines.
This wasn’t because they were intentionally keeping him at a distance; rather, after taking a life with his own hands, Wang Yue’s demeanor had unconsciously shifted, as if he had matured significantly overnight.
Su Mengqing and Wang Xiner, who had been with Wang Yue all along, hadn’t noticed these changes, but the women at home had sensed them.
This made them suddenly realize that Wang Yue had grown up, and many matters had reached a stage where they needed to be kept at a distance.
In truth, Wang Yue didn’t want to get too close to them either. This wasn’t because he disliked them, but because although his self-control had improved significantly, he could still easily get aroused if he wasn’t careful.
His sisters and sisters-in-law were all stunning beauties, and he truly feared he might lose control and embarrass himself in public.
Now that they were all gathered around Wang Xin’er, Wang Yue was happy to have some peace and quiet, spending his time alone on the sidelines studying the family’s martial arts techniques.
His Level 8 Great Gale technique was highly versatile; aside from using a blade, he could freely employ his fists and feet without restriction.
However, this technique consumed far too much true qi. Even with his current cultivation at the third level of the Tianyuan Realm, using it at full power five times in a row would drain his true qi completely.
Although greater true qi consumption increased the technique’s power, and he could extend its usage by reducing the output of true qi, this move wasn’t an instant-cast ability. Against a powerful opponent, it was easily dodged.
Therefore, for now, he could only use this as a trump card and a last resort.
For regular combat, he still had to rely on the family’s traditional martial arts.
Unfortunately, the Wang family’s traditional martial arts weren’t particularly advanced; the strongest was merely Upper-Rank Xuan-tier, and they were already beginning to lag behind his cultivation progress.
It seemed it was time to acquire some higher-level martial arts.
Wang Yue pondered this silently, but as for how to go about it, he had no immediate ideas.
He certainly couldn’t risk entering a gambling duel with another faction. After all, he was still far from invincible, and if word got out that a fifteen-year-old had already reached the Tianyuan Realm, it would surely cause no small amount of trouble.
After pondering for a long time without coming up with a solution, Wang Yue decided to ask his aunt the next time they met. As the head of the Jinling Adventurers’ Guild, she had far more experience than he did and might have a way to handle this.
Another boring day passed, and when he returned to his lodgings that evening, Wang Yue felt even more bored.
His aunt and younger sister hadn’t regained the strength to fight again, and as for Yan’s mother and his aunt—he’d worn them out so badly last night that there was no way they’d be up for it tonight.
It looked like he’d really have to pitch a tent for himself tonight.
Wang Yue sighed in resignation, lay down on the bed, turned on his communicator, connected to the internet, and began aimlessly searching for anything related to martial arts.
Although he knew the chances of finding useful information online were practically nil, it was still a way to kill some time, wasn’t it?
But just as Wang Yue was bored, someone had already quietly set out.
That person was none other than his eldest sister-in-law, Liu Xinru.
After noticing something off about Wang Xiner earlier that day, Liu Xinru had quietly kept a close eye on her.
After a day of observation and some research, she was now almost certain that Wang Xiner was no longer a virgin.
As the eldest daughter-in-law of the Wang family—with a frail mother-in-law and her only husband, Wang Yue, still just a child—the weight of the family’s responsibilities had already fallen largely on her shoulders.