“Oh…”
A long moan escaped her throat. The immortal girl’s whimper swept away Taiyuan’s final hesitation. “It’s you, Qiao San, it’s really you! Ah…”
A sound of satisfaction burst from the man’s teeth. His back tingled, and the volcano of desire erupted once again, its vulgar breath finally conquering the last sacred territory of the immortal girl’s soul.
The rascal smugly withdrew from Taiyuan’s body. Seeing the flow of passion trickling between the pure immortal’s legs, he couldn’t help but throw his head back in triumphant laughter. He then released his hold on Taiyuan, ready to savor the final thrill of conquest.
Unexpectedly, Taiyuan, who seemed resigned to her fate, suddenly chanted a true incantation. Her immortal sword slid from her hand, and a deadly sword beam aimed directly at the rascal’s vital spot came rushing forth. To prepare for this moment, she had endured endless humiliation; thus, the power of this sword strike was beyond imagination.
“Ahhh!” The scream was cut short. The rascal’s spiritual power was clearly beyond Taiyuan’s expectation, and his cunning was far beyond the immortal girl’s comprehension. With a casual wave of his hand, another seal locked Taiyuan’s body once more. As it turned out, while Qiao San had seemingly released the previous seal, he had secretly kept another one hidden.
—Truly worthy of being the notorious Qiao San, always keeping the golden rule of the rascals’ clan in mind: caution is paramount!
Rather than anger, the immortal girl’s resistance only made the rascal even happier. He chuckled and threw himself once more onto Taiyuan’s tall, voluptuous body marked by passion.
Another storm was coming. The immortal girl’s moans once again filled the Purple Mansion Immortal Mountain.
Above the Earth Sea, immortals and demons intermittently fought for seven days and seven nights. At the foot of Purple Mansion Mountain, Xuannü sat like an ice sculpture, silently enduring seven cycles of light and darkness. In the alchemy room, as the sun set and the moon rose seven times, Qiao San and Taiyuan Jade Girl continued to entwine in their passionate embrace.
Moans of passivity, automatic cries of sorrow, and countless cries of desire followed. After each scream, the once-pure immortal girl’s gaze toward the rascal changed just a little more.
After the seventh sunset, when Qiao San finally released his control over Taiyuan, the immortal girl did not strike him with a vengeful sword as before. Instead, she glared at the rascal fiercely and said, “Get out, leave Purple Mansion Mountain, and I never want to see you again for all eternity.”
Her sacred purity had been violated, but her Daoist heart remained unshaken. Without the Ten Yang Devil Qi rampaging inside her body, she was still the incomparably graceful Taiyuan Jade Girl.
“Wife, your husband has grown fond of this place. Heh, heh… I don’t feel like leaving at all!”
Qiao San lazily lay on the cloud stone floor of the alchemy chamber. He casually grabbed Taiyuan’s delicate hand and gently pulled.
The moment the rascal’s palm touched the immortal girl’s skin, Taiyuan’s anger strangely dissipated like smoke. Her body and soul moved in opposite directions. Her body weakened, her fragrant tongue slightly revealed, and she naturally fell into the man’s arms like a little bird.
“Despicable villain, don’t you dare bully me…”
It sounded more like playful teasing than scolding. Seven days of passion had made Taiyuan’s immortal body extremely sensitive to Qiao San. Now, even the slightest physical contact, or even a passionate gaze, could instantly awaken the once-pure immortal’s sacred garden into a flowing spring.
Qiao San smiled in satisfaction. After a brief moment of intimacy with Taiyuan, he finally released his hands and watched intently as the beautiful immortal slowly dressed herself once more, regaining her sacred and graceful aura. He then transformed himself into the appearance of Yuan Shi Tian Wang.
“Wife, come, let’s go visit the Dragon Mother together.”
“Daring San, what… what are you planning to do?!”
Taiyuan had a strong sense of foreboding about the rascal’s character. While warily scanning the cunning rogue, she instinctively frowned and said, “Can’t you stop transforming into Yuan Shi’s image? It makes me uncomfortable!”
Qiao San shrugged and transformed back to his original form. He then happily said, “Wife, you still miss the Heavens, don’t you? Be smart, don’t mingle with those hypocrites anymore. Come with your husband and be a rogue. There’s great potential here—you can eat whenever you want, sleep whenever you wish!”
“Pfft!”
Taiyuan’s first laugh toward Qiao San finally emerged. Her heartache had been forcibly erased, and the beautiful immortal girl couldn’t help but glare fiercely at the rascal. “Are you a pig? All you think about is eating and sleeping!”
Qiao San happily accepted the teasing, then suddenly changed the subject. “When we go out later, let’s announce that Purple Mansion Mountain is joining the Earth Realm. I believe with you by my side, the Dragon Mother will be more than willing to attack that wench Queen Mother. Then we’ll stage a coordinated attack from within and outside, and we’ll definitely crush the Four Directional Lords!”
“Sigh…”
Taiyuan Jade Girl wanted to object, but she couldn’t resist Qiao San’s passionate gaze, nor could she stop his decision. Her eyelids slightly lowered, she sighed helplessly.
Since life has already come to this, she would walk a new path. Yuan Shi, I’m sorry!
Qiao San proudly embraced the emotionally complex Taiyuan, feeling extremely pleased with his plan. However, before he could even step out of the alchemy chamber, a sudden sound of retreating horns changed his expression drastically.
“Huh, why is the Earth Realm withdrawing its troops?”
Plans always fall behind changes, and even the most perfect plans can collapse due to unexpected shifts. When Qiao San and Taiyuan arrived at the Earth Sea, they only saw a field of abandoned tents—the ten thousand demon soldiers had completely vanished.
“Wife… husband,” Taiyuan struggled to address him, then said with a slightly relieved tone, “Demons are just demons; how could they possibly have any sense of loyalty? Do you still want to defeat the heavenly troops now? Hehehe…”
Taiyuan had somewhat changed. In the past, she would never have teased others like this, but now, she found it natural and genuine.
Xuannü, filled with joy, closely followed her master, who had safely been reborn. The quiet inheritor of the Suyu lineage observed the changes in her two masters with silent understanding. Her jade-like hand instinctively trembled, and a flash of confusion rapidly passed through her eyes.
In the void, clouds and mists churned. The ten thousand elite demon soldiers were retreating at full speed toward Jiuyou City.
“Oh…”
A long, joyous cry escaped her throat, and the fairy’s moan dispelled Taiyuan’s last hesitation. “It’s you, Bold Three, it’s you! Ah…”
A sound of satisfaction burst from the man’s clenched teeth, his back tingling as the volcano of desire erupted once more. The rogue’s essence now claimed the last inch of the fairy’s sacred territory, both body and soul.
The rogue, brimming with triumph, withdrew from Taiyuan’s body. Seeing the traces of her love slowly flowing between the pure fairy’s legs, he couldn’t help but laugh heartily to the heavens. Then, releasing his hold on Taiyuan, he prepared to savor the final thrill of his conquest.
Unexpectedly, Taiyuan, who seemed resigned, suddenly chanted a true incantation. Her immortal sword slipped from her hand, and a sword radiance aimed at mutual destruction struck directly at the rogue’s vital point. For this moment, she had endured endless humiliation, and the power of her sword strike was unimaginable.
“Ah!” A half-scream was abruptly cut short. The rogue’s magical power far exceeded Taiyuan’s expectations, and his cunning was beyond the fairy’s match. With a casual wave, another layer of sealing magic restrained Taiyuan’s form. It turned out that while Qiao San had undone the previous seal, he had secretly left a backup.
—Truly worthy of the name Bold Three, always adhering to the golden rule of caution for the rogue clan!
Instead of being angered by the fairy’s resistance, the rogue was immensely pleased. With a sly chuckle, he pounced once more onto Taiyuan’s tall, jade-like body, now marked with traces of his affection.
Another storm of passion ensued, and the fairy’s moans once again filled the sacred mountain of Zifu.
Above the sea of earth, immortals and demons fought intermittently for seven days and seven nights. At the foot of Zifu Mountain, the Mystic Maiden stood like an ice sculpture, silently enduring seven cycles of day and night. Inside the alchemy chamber, the sun and moon rose and fell seven times, yet Qiao San and Taiyuan the Jade Maiden still tumbled in the throes of passion.
Passive moans, automatic sobs, and cries of desire were too numerous to count. After each scream, the pure fairy’s gaze toward the rogue carried a subtle change.
After the seventh sunset, when Qiao San finally released his control over Taiyuan, the fairy no longer thrust her sword of vengeance at him. Instead, she glared fiercely and said, “Get out, leave Zifu Mountain. I never want to see you again for all eternity.”
Though her purity had been defiled, her Daoist heart remained steadfast. With the demonic energy of the Ten Suns no longer ravaging her body, she was still the peerless Taiyuan the Jade Maiden.
“Wife, I’ve grown fond of this place. Heh, heh… I don’t want to leave!”
Qiao San shamelessly lay on the cloud-stone floor of the alchemy chamber, casually grabbing Taiyuan’s jade-like hand and giving it a gentle pull.
The moment the rogue’s hand touched the fairy’s skin, Taiyuan’s anger strangely dissipated into thin air. Her body and mind diverged; her bones softened, her tongue slightly revealed itself, and she nestled into the man’s embrace like a delicate bird.
“You scoundrel, don’t bully me…”
Her words were less of a scolding and more of a flirtatious banter. Seven days of intimacy had made Taiyuan’s immortal body incredibly sensitive to Qiao San. Even a mere touch or a fiery glance could instantly turn her icy purity into a spring of desire.
Qiao San smiled with satisfaction. After a brief moment of intimacy with Taiyuan, he finally released her and watched intently as the stunning fairy slowly dressed herself, restoring her aura of purity and grace. He then transformed into the image of the Primordial Heavenly King.
“Wife, let’s go visit the Dragon Mother together.”
“Bold Three, what… what are you planning?!”
Taiyuan’s assessment of the rogue’s character gave her a strong sense of foreboding. She warily scanned the cunning villain and instinctively frowned, “Can you stop pretending to be the Primordial King? It makes me uncomfortable!”
Qiao San shrugged and reverted to his original form, then said with a grin, “Wife, are you still clinging to the heavens? Be smart, don’t mix with those hypocrites. Come join me as a rogue—it’s a promising path! Eat when you want, sleep when you want!”
“Pfft!”
Taiyuan’s first genuine laugh in the face of Qiao San emerged. Her heartache had been forcibly erased by the rogue, and the peerless fairy couldn’t help but shoot him a fierce glare, “You’re such a pig, always thinking about eating and sleeping.”
Qiao San happily accepted the teasing, then shifted the topic, “When we go out later, we’ll announce that Zifu Mountain is joining the earthly realm. With you by my side, I’m sure the Dragon Mother will be eager to take down that wretched Queen Mother. We’ll coordinate from within and without, and we’ll surely defeat the Four True Lords!”
“Sigh…”
Taiyuan the Jade Maiden wanted to object, but she couldn’t withstand the rogue’s fiery gaze. Knowing she couldn’t stop Qiao San’s decision, she closed her eyes slightly and sighed in resignation.
Since life had come to this, she might as well embark on a completely new path. Primordial King, forgive me!
Qiao San smugly embraced the conflicted Taiyuan, greatly pleased with his own plans. But before he could step out of the alchemy chamber, the sound of retreating bells made his expression change drastically.
“Huh? Why has the earthly realm withdrawn its troops?”
Plans never keep up with changes; even the most perfect plan can fall apart due to unforeseen circumstances. When Qiao San and Taiyuan arrived at the sea of earth, they saw only empty tents left behind—the hundred thousand demon soldiers had vanished without a trace.
“Husband…” Taiyuan struggled to address him, then continued in a somewhat relieved tone, “Demons are just demons—how could they keep their word? Now, do you still want to defeat the heavenly troops? Heh, heh…”
Taiyuan had changed. She would never have teased someone like this before, but now it felt natural and genuine!
The Mystic Maiden, filled with joy, quietly followed her master, who had been safely reborn. The serene disciple observed the changes in both her masters, her jade-like hand trembling slightly as a flash of doubt crossed her eyes.
In the void, clouds churned and mist swirled as the hundred thousand elite demon soldiers retreated at full speed toward the Nine Nether City.
“Madam, will Third Young Master be in danger staying alone at Zifu Mountain?” Twelve closely followed the Book Spirit, his flying speed almost matching that of the Ghost Scripture Spirit. The Black Fox’s hair fluttered in the strong wind.
The Book Spirit glanced at the jade fan at the forefront and confidently replied, “With Sheng’er’s current magical power, few in the three realms can rival him. Even if he can’t win, no formation can trap him anymore.”
After a brief pause, the Book Spirit solemnly added, “The changes in the earthly realm are urgent. We’re not just helping the Jade Fan—we’re helping ourselves. If she truly loses the throne of the Demon King, we’ll be powerless against the heavens.”
Shuling raised her eyes to look at the jade fan at the front and said firmly, “With Sheng’er’s current spiritual power, there are few rivals left in the Three Realms. Even if he can’t win a battle, no formation can possibly trap him anymore.”
Pausing slightly, Shuling continued solemnly, “The urgent changes in the Earth Realm are critical. We’re not only helping Yushan, but ourselves as well. If she truly loses the throne of the Ten Thousand Demon King, we will be powerless against the Heavens in the future.”
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