The Bitch's Rebirth, Descent into the Abyss
Su Rui laid Yu Wan'ning down on the large couch, parting her slender jade legs as his thick cock plunged once more into that muddy, soaked jade petal single line.
Each thrust hammered straight to her core, making her delicate body quiver and her breasts ripple with every impact.
"Ah... easier... too deep..."
Yu Wan'ning moaned in a haze of lust, her slim waist instinctively arching to meet his pounding.
Her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, her toes curling from the overwhelming pleasure.
Su Rui leaned down to suck on her erect pink nipple, his tongue nimbly teasing the tender bud.
His other hand slipped between their joined bodies, fingertips gently rubbing her sensitive clit.
"No... not there... it's too... aaah..."
Yu Wan'ning's protest shattered into a shrill moan as her pussy clenched violently, her juices gushing out in a flood, carrying her to yet another shattering climax.
Seizing the moment of her aftershocks, Su Rui ramped up his pace, his cock rampaging through her slick depths.
He hoisted her jade legs over his shoulders, the new angle letting him bury himself even deeper, each slam grinding precisely over her most sensitive flesh.
"Ah... it's breaking... really breaking..."
Yu Wan'ning wailed in a daze, her silky hair splayed across the couch like spilled ink.
Her skin flushed pink with arousal, drenched in fragrant sweat, as if she'd just been pulled from water.
Su Rui growled low, the tight warmth of her pussy driving him wild—this exquisite jade petal single line was supreme among supreme, though it fell just short of Mu Xueyi's white tiger steamed bun hole.
Even with his superhuman stamina, he could only hold out two hours against it, and now he teetered on the edge.
"I can't... I really can't anymore..."
Yu Wan'ning cried out, her pussy spasming wildly as a hot gush erupted from her depths, drenching his glans.
The sensation pushed Su Rui over; his cockhead swelled massively, and he could hold back no longer. Thick ropes of semen erupted like a volcano, flooding her womb.
"Aaaah—"
Yu Wan'ning let out a long, anguished wail, her body shuddering violently.
Wave after scorching wave filled her uterus, her flat belly visibly swelling ever so slightly.
Su Rui kept pumping for nearly three full minutes before tapering off.
"Fucking bliss, Yu Wan'ning—your body's so damn slick!"
Su Rui grinned ferociously. As he pulled out, a mix of semen and nectar oozed from her gaping pussy, pooling in a wet stain on the couch.
Yu Wan'ning lay limp and spent, her belly still faintly rounded from their fierce rutting.
Her eyes were glazed, a satisfied smile tugging at her lips, as if she'd fully surrendered to this abyss of carnality.
But the tide of lust always ebbs, and pleasure could numb the guilt for a moment, not forever.
As Yu Wan'ning's mind surfaced from the fog of desire, her body's echoes lingered—the sticky mess between her thighs, the musky-sweet scent in the air—stirring the guilt over killing Lu Ze.
Cold remorse crashed over her like icy water, dousing the lingering heat and plunging her heart into darkness.
She curled up on the couch, tears silently trailing down her cheeks.
Su Rui's fingers gently combed through her long hair, his voice low: "Regretting it?"
"I killed Lu Ze... with my own hands..."
Her words came broken and frail.
"No, you killed a man who deserved to die long ago."
Su Rui scooped her up and carried her to the cave mouth, forcing her gaze toward Lu Ze's corpse. "He swore he revered and loved you, yet the moment he saw your true self, he branded you a slut, a whore. A hypocrite like that doesn't deserve your tears."
Yu Wan'ning trembled. "But he didn't have to die..."
Su Rui patted her back firmly, his tone unyielding: "He chose death! The instant he spat those vile words to trample your dignity, his fate was sealed. He only loved the Yu Wan'ning in his fantasies—a flawless illusion. The real you?"
His finger traced her fucked-swollen lips. "He'd destroy without a second thought."
His words seeped into her like poison.
Yes, Lu Ze's look of contempt had cut deeper than any blade.
"Look at you now..."
Su Rui murmured on, his palm stroking her sensitive waist. "Stripped of all pretense, unleashing your rawest desires—you're more captivating than ever. Why torment yourself over someone too blind to appreciate you?"
Yu Wan'ning's breaths quickened; her body remembered, quivering under his touch.
His lips brushed her ear: "Admit it—letting go in my arms wasn't shame. It was pleasure like you've never known."
The words crumbled her last defenses.
Yes, in those uncontrolled moments, she'd felt a twisted liberation.
Sensing her wavering, Su Rui softened: "Remember, it wasn't your fault. This world betrayed you first—shackling you with morals, caging you with expectations, never letting you be real."
The tears in Yu Wan'ning's eyes dried, replaced by a cold clarity.
She rose slowly, approaching Lu Ze's body, her voice eerily calm: "You're right. It's all his fault. If he hadn't provoked you, hadn't forced my hand..."
She turned to Su Rui, a demonic smile curling her lips. "He and you made me who I am now."
Su Rui grinned in satisfaction, pulling her back into his arms. "Welcome to your new life."
Yu Wan'ning kissed him fiercely, whispering deep within amid their tangled breaths: That's right—the world's the one that's wrong.
In that instant, the righteous Sword Sect fairy died. Baptized in sin and desire, a new Yu Wan'ning emerged from her chrysalis—no longer hiding her cravings behind false virtue, embracing the darkness within.
Su Rui savored the eager kiss, his triumph peaking.
Things had gone even smoother than planned. This once-unattainable immortal beauty now nestled in his arms like the meekest bitch, his to command forever.
Pity such mind games held no sway over Mu Xueyi.
That woman's dao heart was crystalline, her will unshakeable as bedrock, her worldview impervious to outside erosion.
No matter how cunning Su Rui, he couldn't breach her inner sanctum.
But... gazing at the dazed Yu Wan'ning lost in their kiss, his fingers twirling a lock of her hair—even the sturdiest iceberg yields to molten lava eventually.
He had time and methods aplenty.
"Suck laozi off—it's hard again."
Su Rui gripped her chin, ending the kiss and guiding her face to his raging erection.
"...Mm."
Yu Wan'ning nodded obediently. Those once-proud almond eyes now brimmed with tangled emotions—shame, dependence, and an unspoken hunger.
She parted her red lips, taking the monstrous thing she both feared and craved, her tongue delicately lapping the remnants of their fluids.
"This thing of yours..."
She mumbled around it, her tongue tracing the bulging veins along the shaft. "What magic does it hold... why... why does it always make me feel so..."
She trailed off, too ashamed to finish.
"So what?"
Su Rui pressed, twirling a sweat-dampened strand of her hair.
Yu Wan'ning glanced up shyly, whispering like a mosquito: "So... unable to stop..."
Su Rui chuckled. "Like it?"
Yu Wan'ning pouted coquettishly. "Hate it!"
Yet her tongue worked the shaft without mercy.
"Oh yeah!"
Suddenly remembering something, she pulled off with a lewd string of saliva.
"Mu Xueyi formed her Nascent Soul so fast because you helped her, right? I know you were there—lecher like you, it had to be dual cultivation! Am I right?"
Su Rui's eyes flickered, but he didn't deny: "Clever as ever, Ning-slave."
"Don't call me that..."
She shot him a coquettish glare, blending fairy poise with fallen allure. "Not in front of others."
"Don't worry."
Su Rui whispered hotly in her ear, his breath teasing her sensitive lobe. "You're laozi's Ning-slave alone. To the world, you're still the lofty Sword Sect fairy."
Yu Wan'ning bit her lip, a flicker of conflict in her eyes swiftly drowned by desire. "Then... help me cultivate too! You did it for Mu Xueyi—you can for me. I'm your... your bitch now. You can't play favorites."
Su Rui laughed darkly, thumbing her fucked-raw lips.
He wasn't one for fairness, but this flawless body mesmerized him.
"Relax—laozi's generous with his bitches. Want to advance? I'll teach you a killer dual cultivation art. Ass up—laozi'll demonstrate hands-on, and ravish that jade petal single line proper."
Yu Wan'ning paled, pleading: "N-not today... both holes are swollen bad... hurts..."
Her teary, pitiful eyes stirred rare pity in him.
He stroked her hair, softening: "Fine, go heal up, then come back for more fucking."
His tone shifted slyly: "But laozi's rock-hard now—what to do?"
"I'll... suck you off."
She murmured meekly, bending to worship the object of her dread and desire.
Her falling hair veiled a complex glint in her eyes—the shame of her fall woven with newborn craving, a willing plunge with no return.
Yu Wan'ning's red lips worked diligently on the throbbing beast until, after an age, her jaw ached and lips numbed—then Su Rui unleashed a scorching load down her throat.
"Swallow!"
She gagged instinctively but obeyed, gulping it down.
Her throat bobbed; tears welled at her eyes.
Su Rui sighed in relief, patting her flushed cheek. "Good girl—your cocksucking's getting pro. Rest up a couple days; laozi'll ravish you proper then."
"Mm."
Yu Wan'ning rose silently, passion's echoes still thrumming, legs wobbly.
She donned her moon-white gauze gown, bidding Su Rui formal farewell before heading out.
Dawn light filtered in; morning mist clung.
Lu Ze's corpse lay at the entrance, chest wound crusted dark brown, those hate-filled, scornful eyes still wide, staring blankly at the gray sky.
Yu Wan'ning readied her escape light but paused.
She gazed down at the cold body, memories flashing unbidden: his respectful bow as her disciple, his focused sword practice, that final twisted glare of hatred... and her own thrust.
She'd killed him—might as well send his remains peacefully from this world.
Her trembling hand extended, spiritual power gathering into a dancing flame.
The fire lit her pale face, but it hung, unwilling to drop.
Su Rui stepped behind her, voice low: "Leave his corpse? Laozi finds it bad luck. Can't do it? Let me."
Yu Wan'ning snapped back, inhaling deeply and shaking her head: "...No, I'll see him off."
She raised her hand again, but turmoil made the flame flicker, her face alternating light and shadow.
She fought to steady her arm—and failed; chaotic power sparked at the edges.
Then a warm, strong hand covered her cool one.
Su Rui's grip steadied her, pure demonic qi flowing in, merging with her palm's fire.
The orange-red flames edged with eerie black.
"Your sins—I'll share them. You're not alone."
His voice rumbled close, domineering and irresistible.
Yu Wan'ning shivered; the warmth on her back and that wicked power soothed her inner storm.
Eyes shut, lashes fluttering, she whispered: "...Thank you."
Opening them, conflict and doubt yielded to numb calm.
No more hesitation. Her wrist flicked; the black-veined spirit fire drifted down, erupting on contact, spreading hungrily.
Unlike normal flames, this black fire lived—silently devouring flesh, bone, clothes... reducing all to nothing, not even ash.
In breaths, the spot was empty, only faint charred scent lingering as proof of a life ended.
Yu Wan'ning stared at the bare ground long, then slowly lowered her arm.
Beneath her moon-white sleeves, her fingers still quivered faintly—but her spine stood ramrod straight.
Su Rui watched from behind, a faint smirk curling his lips.
At this moment, gazing at her slender, resolute silhouette—he knew she'd never look back.