“Ahh… Da San, you… you dare…?” Bei Gong Zhen’s jade-like face paled instantly. She never expected that at a time like this, the scoundrel could still be in such a mood. What a terrible man—utterly wicked to the core!
“Dare? Why wouldn’t I dare? Hua—” Qiao San rudely tore open the girl’s dress once again.
Their passion flared from desire. Although Poi San didn’t fully understand why the wild and untamed beauty had changed so drastically, he had detected the contradiction hidden deep in her heart—the voice of a woman torn between emotions!
Love had arrived so suddenly; yet hatred still lingered!
Not only Bei Gong Zhen’s soul was immersed in pain, but Qiao San also felt restless and uneasy. Such discomfort was intolerable for the audacious rogue, who was determined to correct it. And so, this domineering love—within this unique moment in time and with this special woman—became the only “magic elixir” available!
Understanding flashed briefly through his mind. In an instant, the man stripped both himself and the woman bare like innocent lambs, then assumed a posture familiar to the girl—embarking on a new journey together!
“No… don’t! Rogue scoundrel, dare you do this?! Beware, I shall execute your entire clan!” A scene from the past seemed to replay itself. As the fiery dragon approached the jade gate, Bei Gong Zhen’s tone was somewhat different, but her resistance remained fierce.
“Princess, you are destined to be my woman! I—want—you—now!” He whispered in her ear, each word deliberate and heavy, like a hammer striking her heart with a thousand pounds of force.
Bei Gong Zhen was stunned, her body trembling at his brazen vow. Amidst the chaos of her swirling thoughts, Poi San seized the moment, thrusting upward powerfully.
“Zi—” The rounded head broke through the jade gate again, plunging into an unparalleled paradise—the most exquisite of all treasures!
The princess’s long legs stiffened, the electric sensation shattering her feigned strength. “Qiao… Qiao Lang… gently, be careful… careful of our—child! Ah…”
Pleasured moans echoed throughout the room, and joy descended from the heavens.
“A child? My—child? Haha…”
Just as Qiao San was about to indulge in endless thrusting, he was overwhelmed with joy, his mind suddenly enlightened.
A child? That explained everything! No wonder Bei Gong Zhen had changed so drastically.
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Passionate storms leave unforgettable memories, while gentle spring rains have their own intoxicating beauty. The man’s affection was as soft as spring drizzle, and the woman’s response as smooth as flowing silk. In this slow and tender union, their hearts gradually, gradually… melted into one.
The sounds of their passion finally merged into a symphony. As the woman passionately changed how she addressed him, endearing words also flowed from the man’s lips. “Zhen’er, you are my woman, and I am your beloved husband. Call me husband… say it for me…”
“Ahh… husband, my dear Qiao Lang… Ah… you wicked rogue, you deadbeat, stinking man…”
Human nature can never be entirely changed. Bei Gong Zhen was still Bei Gong Zhen. The woman who once saw herself as a man was gone, yet she had returned to Qiao San in another form.
The noble Princess Zhen, in bed, was fiercer than a shrew, cursing the wicked man who had impregnated her, clawing at his powerful body, and passionately meeting each of his thrusts…
As the first rays of dawn slipped into the room, Qiao San and Bei Gong Zhen, wrapped in each other’s arms, awoke simultaneously.
The two lovers exchanged smiles—unburdened, unguarded—experiencing only the serenity that true happiness brings.
The taste of spiritual and physical union is always so wonderful. Since sneaking into the palace, last night had been the soundest sleep Qiao San had ever had.
“Qiao Lang, do you still have to return to help that wicked woman?” Bei Gong Zhen’s tone was laced with jealousy, unhidden. The bold and passionate beauty had always been straightforward in her feelings. Except when it came to Qiao San, she was always clear about right and wrong.
“Wife, do you think I can afford not to return now?” Qiao San tightened his one-armed embrace around her and sighed involuntarily, “Right now, I’m already seen by the righteous sects as an unforgivable demon. Not only others, even the Four Seas Dragon Mother and the Purple Mansion Holy Maiden won’t let me go easily. Only by mutually using the Princess of Ten Thousand Demons can I safely leave the capital.”
The opposition between righteousness and evil—this was an intractable knot. Bei Gong Zhen, helpless before it, wore a faintly sorrowful expression as she helped Qiao San dress, reminding him, “Recently, several senior immortals of the cultivation world have arrived in the capital. Even our Chenyuan Mountain has dispatched two immortals. Be extremely cautious.”
“Hehe, dear wife, no wonder they say women always side with their husbands. You’re already thinking for me so soon!”
“Go away, don’t flatter yourself. If you dare to continue your wickedness, I definitely won’t forgive you!” Bei Gong Zhen, reverting to her true nature, pinched the big pervert hard as her hands moved while dressing him.
“Oh, right! I almost forgot the most important thing…” As Qiao San felt the pinch, he suddenly recalled something crucial. His eyes gleamed with a series of deep lights as he whispered secret words into the long-legged beauty’s ear.
“Oh no, speak properly! Don’t bite my ear, you! Hehehe…”
As time passed, Bei Gong Lord strode joyfully into the bamboo forest—the forbidden ground of the Bei Gong Clan.
A small, exquisite cottage nestled within the woods—it was precisely where the Dragon Mother was recuperating.
Bei Gong Ping stopped at a distance upon arrival, bowing deeply toward the cottage in the bamboo grove before excitedly declaring, “Dragon Mother, Holy Maiden, good news! A message from the palace says that Da San, in order to save his life, has agreed to compromise. He’s willing to hand over the other half of the secret map at the Grand Immortal Assembly on the fifteenth day of May.”
“What conditions does that rogue have?”
The Dragon Mother appeared silently on the veranda of the cottage, hitting the nail on the head with one question. Truly worthy of her reputation as the renowned Dragon Mother of the Four Seas.
“Da San said he wants to participate in the Grand Immortal Assembly as a cultivator. Whoever becomes the champion of the assembly will receive the entire scroll. He also said that cultivators above the Immortal Sage level are not allowed to compete, or else he’d rather destroy the map and die himself!”
“Mm, Master Bei Gong, thank you for your efforts. Just agree to his terms.”
A flicker of memory passed through the Dragon Mother’s eyes. Though much time had passed, the humiliation the rogue had inflicted upon her at the Dragon Temple remained vivid, making it difficult even for her millennia-cultivated Dao heart to suppress the flame of hatred.
As Bei Gong Lord’s figure exited the bamboo grove, the Purple Mansion Holy Maiden appeared beside the Dragon Mother. “Dragon Mother, that rogue is cunning and shameless. Will he keep his word?”
“He won’t!” Without hesitation, the Dragon Mother affirmed the rogue’s nature. Her noble and majestic silver moon-like face glimmered with sharpness as she lowly murmured, “Ice girl, whether Da San’s offer is genuine or not, we still need time. Urge the Immortal Sages from various sects to intensify their training of the ‘Thousand Jin Formation.’ Combined with the Wind-Stabilizing Pill, we’ll give that demon girl a ‘surprise’!”
Pausing briefly, the Four Seas Dragon Mother couldn’t help but sigh, “Let’s settle everything on the fifteenth day of May!”
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