Chapter 257: Luring the Dragon Mother (6)

“No!” The long-suppressed feelings of a lifetime made Dragon Mother appear incredibly resolute at this moment, shattering Taiyuan’s final hope. Once the ruler of the Four Seas started speaking, she grew increasingly impassioned.

“Taiyuan, what’s wrong with a woman and a woman? Men are all useless—why must you force yourself to endure?”

Dragon Mother’s words poured forth, her feminine boldness rivaling any man’s. Taiyuan, though prepared mentally, inwardly sighed helplessly and feigned hesitation, saying, “But… but…”

The holy immortal woman hesitated for a long time, unable to continue. Her weak tone only emboldened Dragon Mother further, who couldn’t help but continue passionately, “Taiyuan, without men, we would be happier.”

Her passion now unrestrained, desire like wild horses running rampant, the tall Dragon Mother instinctively embraced Taiyuan’s delicate immortal form. At the moment their bodies touched, both involuntarily trembled.

“Mmm…”

A faint, almost imperceptible moan lingered around the peerless immortal beauty. The glow of the night pearls dimmed under the thickening intimacy, as the two silhouettes on the wall slowly sank downward…

They both fell onto the soft bed, Taiyuan lying beneath. But at this moment, Dragon Mother didn’t quite know how to proceed, clumsily stroking Taiyuan’s body. Her full red lips pressed gently, sometimes more insistently, against Taiyuan’s delicate mouth—but how could such tenderness possibly quench the fire burning in her chest?!

“Giggle, giggle…”

The once pure and chaste Taiyuan transformed into a seductive enchantress. Her tender smile marked the beginning of a new chapter.

The secret dual cultivation technique Qiao San had imprinted into her body finally began to take effect. Taiyuan’s soft arms wrapped around, actively drawing Dragon Mother into a deeper intimacy.

The difference in “skill” determined who led in this encounter. Taiyuan flipped lightly and gracefully, pinning Dragon Mother beneath her. In that moment of delirium, she felt as if she had become a man—become the bold Qiao San, instinctively mimicking the techniques he had often used on her. The result was Dragon Mother writhing uncontrollably, gasping for breath.

Taiyuan slapped and squeezed her ample breasts, pinched her nipples with her fingers, swirled her tongue around her areolas, and even used her sharp teeth to deliver little stinging bites.

The once ruthless and fierce Dragon Mother was now completely at Taiyuan’s mercy. Overwhelmed with ecstasy, she cried out in astonishment, “Ahh… so full, so itchy! Taiyuan… press even harder…”

Indeed, this immortal was no ordinary woman! Taiyuan marveled at her capacity for sensation. With a flicker of desire, she gave Dragon Mother’s nipple a hard tug.

“Ugh… oh…”

Pain and pleasure exploded across every inch of Dragon Mother’s full bosom. As she writhed, she suddenly sensed that Taiyuan’s strength had grown significantly—and something else too… a subtle change. It felt almost as if Taiyuan’s hands had become thicker, more solid—like a man’s!

A man?! Oh… So Taiyuan likes to play the man! Ah…

This unique sensation sent Dragon Mother into a frenzy of excitement. Her eyes glistened with desire, her flushed face glowing red. As she twisted her body in pursuit of the tingling pleasure, she gave herself over to loud cries of passion.

Within the illusory spiritual realm of the Xuan Nu, Qiao San’s figure mysteriously appeared out of thin air. The cunning rogue wrapped his arms around Taiyuan’s soul essence and planted a passionate kiss on her.

“My dear, you’re doing wonderfully! Hehe… I told you so, didn’t I? Dragon Mother is definitely not an ordinary woman. Now, let your husband take over and turn things around!”

Taiyuan’s spiritual form was even more sensitive than her physical body. At the mere touch of the rogue’s hand, her face flushed red with shyness. Her naked, sacred body involuntarily twisted into seductive curves, and even clenching her thighs tightly couldn’t stop the surge of desire between her legs.

The ecstasy of the soul sent shivers through her body. After reducing Taiyuan to a trembling, helpless puddle, Qiao San finally took over her physical form to begin savoring the passionate body of Dragon Mother.

“Oh… oh…”

Dragon Mother’s regal, voluptuous body arched upward. Only now did she realize that the ecstasy of desire could reach such heights.

Taiyuan’s now-firm hands slowly moved downward, and as she nibbled on Dragon Mother’s earlobe, she whispered, “Dragon Mother, just now I was imitating a man. How did it feel?”

“No… oh… I don’t like men! No… Taiyuan, I only want you!”

All her life, Dragon Mother had regarded men as filth, never imagining that she would be played by Taiyuan taking on the role of a man—but strangely, it felt rather good!

At this thought, the fiery Dragon Mother startled herself, quickly banishing the stray idea. Her hands flipped around, and she began mimicking Taiyuan’s movements, exploring her body in return.

“Ahh…” The tingling pleasure Dragon Mother created surged directly into Taiyuan’s very soul. Meanwhile, the cunning Qiao San was enjoying both Dragon Mother’s body and the sight of Taiyuan’s dazed, enraptured beauty.

At moments like this, what more could one ask for in life?!

Caught between Qiao San and Dragon Mother’s advances, Taiyuan suffered even more than Dragon Mother. Seeing the rogue so happily enjoying her body, she felt a mix of shame and frustration. Urged by passion, her desire-laden spiritual form lunged toward Qiao San.

Qiao San couldn’t help but let out a long, deep moan. As he pleasured Dragon Mother’s body through Taiyuan’s hands, he simultaneously drove his spiritual essence deep into Taiyuan’s inner sanctum.

The towering presence of the Four Seas’ ruler brought both pressure and intense stimulation. Her lush, unparalleled beauty was beyond compare. As Qiao San pressed against her, it was like lying on a cloud of soft silk—exquisite beyond words!

Her full curves swayed enticingly, plump and alluring without a hint of heaviness. Combined with the occasional flashes of noble majesty across her beautiful face, Dragon Mother became even more irresistibly conquerable in Qiao San’s eyes.

Taiyuan was a sacred beauty—so pure that a man would long to pull her into his embrace. Dragon Mother was a majestic beauty—so commanding that a man would crave to dominate her.

His eyes flickered, settling between her thighs. To see better, the rogue moved his hand away from the source of stimulation, his throat involuntarily tightening with excitement.

The play grew wilder, the pleasure more intoxicating. Qiao San’s tenderness toward Dragon Mother diminished, replaced by increasing wildness.

“Oh…”

Her full, swollen entrance burst open, a flood of passion erupting forth. At last, the ruler of the Four Seas tasted the peak of desire. After her scream, she collapsed weakly onto the bed, panting heavily, her trembling body completely surrendered.

At the same time, both Qiao San and Taiyuan’s minds exploded in ecstasy, clinging desperately to each other.

Taiyuan melted like water to the floor, sinking blissfully into the depths of her soul. Qiao San, eyes narrowing, turned his burning gaze once more toward the Dragon Mother of the Four Seas.

Even a majestic, dignified immortal woman could fall into such a wanton moment. His desire flared wildly. Though his passion burned so fiercely his eyebrows seemed to rise, his spiritual essence quietly withdrew from Taiyuan’s body, retreating from the fragrant, intoxicating space.

Had the rogue suddenly had a moment of conscience? Of course not!