Chapter 285: The Sacred Spring’s Burning Desire

“Oh… Since we are destined to be apart, we won’t force anything. Farewell!”

Xing Zunzhe’s sigh echoed in place, and the three great Zunzhe simultaneously flew into the ethereal and mysterious fairyland.

Qiao San cast a lingering glance at the condensed starry sky before resolutely turning around. Just as he was about to fly out of the “Dou Zhuan Xing Yi Plate,” a wondrous celestial zither melody suddenly echoed through the air.

“Tai Yuan!”

The moment Qiao San sensed the mood of the melody, with a whoosh, his unruly hair left a string of afterimages and vanished from the fairyland.

Within the real space, the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi Plate suddenly radiated brilliant light before vanishing into thin air. Qiao San’s vision blurred, then brightened. In the blink of an eye, a unique magical treasure had transported him to a special place.

A waterfall curtain misted the air, and a tranquil deep pool lay serene. Beneath the cascading veil, beside the pool, an elegant figure sat cross-legged. Between her dancing fingers, celestial zither notes made her saintly face appear enraptured.

Space abruptly trembled, all tranquility shattered by a fiery figure. Qiao San had barely set foot on the land of San Sheng Tian when he immediately lunged toward the sacred maiden Tai Yuan, utterly oblivious to the artistic mood of the music.

Such perfection could not be easily disturbed. A graceful, dignified figure flashed into view, her movements swift yet completely silent. Her heavy palm strike landed soundlessly while she glared fiercely at the rascal.

The displeasure in the Dragon Mother caused Qiao San to cautiously halt, but the rascal had never understood the meaning of silence. Although he dared not breathe loudly, his hands wrapped around the Dragon Mother’s full, tender body.

Tai Yuan’s beautiful eyelashes quivered, her slender fingers slightly jumping. The melodious zither notes suddenly shifted, transforming from ethereal elegance to passionate intensity!

In a daze, thick mist rose, and Qiao San could no longer see objects within three feet of himself. Although Tai Yuan had vanished into the fog, the rascal was not disappointed because the Dragon Mother was in his arms, emitting enchanting moans!

The fog thickened, the zither melody still lingering. At some unknown moment, the dense mist had turned a strange pure white, and peculiar gentle breezes drifted through the vapor.

Qiao San’s captivated gaze was completely drawn to the Dragon Mother’s voluptuous body as she removed her garments. Though he had always been lustful, this time desire surged forth fiercely and without warning!

Unconsciously inhaling deeply of the white mist, an indescribable tingling spread throughout his body. Every pore opened involuntarily.

Several mountains away, near the deep pool and waterfall, within a bamboo forest retreat, the three great Zunzhe were again sipping tea and playing chess on the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi Plate.

Xing Zunzhe observed the chessboard while asking, “Do you think Qing Quan can restore the Ten Yang Pearl’s sacred purity?”

The steady Ri Zunzhe solemnly placed a piece and replied, “We can only do our part and leave the rest to fate. The balance has been disrupted by Tian Yao and the bold San. It’s time for the Primordial God to turn the tide!”

“Sigh…” Yue Zunzhe had the most relaxed posture, sighing helplessly, “I actually quite like this kid, but unfortunately, there’s no other way. Sigh, let’s play chess and have a few drinks later.”

As the three Zunzhe, Xing, Ri, and Yue, sighed briefly, the rascal suddenly thrust forward, powerfully entering the Dragon Mother’s incomparable, full, and exquisite sacred orifice.

Man and woman stood face to face, bodies pressed together, hips entwined. This posture suited the tall Dragon Mother perfectly. In an instant, the rascal and the Dragon Mother had become one, producing continuous, rhythmic sounds.

The Dragon Mother’s delicate legs slightly parted, and Qiao San freely moved in and out of the sovereign’s plump body. Each thrust caused the man’s broad chest to press her breasts into rippling waves. Each withdrawal created a loud sound as flesh met flesh.

“Ahh… you rogue! You lout! Harder…”

Today, the national beauty, the Dragon Mother, was unusually proactive. In a moment of passion, she had even left ten deep scratches on Qiao San’s back. At the moment her nails pierced his flesh, the man’s raging member roared into the female immortal’s core, followed by a storm of fierce thrusts…

Bruises, blood, nectar, fragrant sweat, and curses filled every corner of the space. This was a wild lovemaking session, a brutal war.

After the frenzied ride, the Dragon Mother let out a soul-piercing cry from her very being, her full body tightly pressed against the rascal.

At this moment, the zither melody paused gracefully. A tall, elegant figure floated into the white mist. As Tai Yuan and Qiao San became one, the zither melody resumed accurately. Although it was no longer peerless, it was still melodious and touching.

The rascal had no time to wonder who had replaced Tai Yuan to play the zither. With a long arm, he embraced the sacred immortal maiden into his arms. Then came a passionate hundred thrusts. Each thrust made the saintly Tai Yuan’s body tremble. After a hundred thrusts, Tai Yuan’s moans connected from her heart to the void, her exquisite face turning into a rosy cloud.

“Tai Yuan, I missed you so much! Did you miss me?”

After a brief rest, the rascal’s ferocity turned into tenderness. His big hand held the saintly immortal’s shoulders, slowly and firmly pressing her down onto his towering member.

“Umm…”

Her delicate nostrils gently quivered, and an unrestrained moan lingered on Tai Yuan’s lips, suddenly bringing an inexplicable sadness into her heart.

Qiao San’s hands gently supported the mature, graceful body as it moved up and down. His careful manner made the Dragon Mother, watching nearby, feel a hint of jealousy.

“Wu…”

Such exquisite pleasure, yet Tai Yuan emitted a sorrowful moan. Infinite contradictions made her lips tremble continuously.

The connected bodies were highly sensitive. Qiao San sensed a thread of near-desperate grievance. Startled, the rascal paused his movements, puzzled as he looked into Tai Yuan’s tear-filled beautiful eyes.

At that moment, the zither melody suddenly changed. The pure white mist accelerated into Qiao San’s body. The Dragon Mother, inspired by the zither melody, regained her vigor, timely pouncing and merging with Qiao San and Tai Yuan into a single tangle.

“Eh—”

As the two women united, the extraordinary treasure “Heaven and Earth Yin Yang Orifice” immediately revealed itself. The ultimate pleasure instantly erased Qiao San’s doubts. With a roar from his heart, the man threw himself like a moth into the flames of passion.

Who cares? At a moment like this, anyone still thinking isn’t a real man!

The tension hidden within the zither melody finally disappeared. By the edge of the deep pool, Zi Fu Holy Maiden quietly exhaled a long breath. She then forcefully closed her eyes and ears, focusing on playing the zither once more.