The strange noise made Qiao San pause. The teeth biting down on the nipple loosened slightly. He lifted his head and glanced around the room filled with various objects. A peculiar thought immediately sprouted in his mind, and the tantalizing thrill of it took hold, refusing to be shaken off.
“Your Majesty the Empress, you’ve killed quite a few people here, haven’t you? Let’s do something special today!”
“Don’t… don’t kill me! I’ll obey you, just as you wish!” Just like Consort Yu’s reaction, the scheming empress, realizing there was no way to escape, immediately changed her strategy.
“Pa——” Qiao San removed the execution whip and cracked it through the air, then smirked sinisterly, saying, “Don’t worry, as long as Her Majesty the Empress cooperates nicely, I won’t kill you. You can still remain your noble self as the Empress! Hei, hei…”
“Madam, lie face down on the bench, or I can’t guarantee that the whip won’t turn your beautiful face into an ugly mess!”
Seeing the queen hesitate, Qiao San immediately cracked his whip. The royal beauty quickened her steps and reluctantly lay down on the one-foot-wide tiger bench, filled with resentment.
“Raise your ass higher, damn it! It’s your ass, not your back!” Qiao San’s brutal voice relentlessly tormented the beauty’s soul. Before the words had even faded, the whip had already whistled through the air.
“Slap, slap…”
The continuous crackling of the whip echoed. With every strike, a piece of fabric would fly off, and each lash would leave a red mark on the Empress’s body, always landing on the fleshiest parts.
“Wo…” The queen’s endurance was weaker than Qiao San had anticipated. After just dozens of lashes, although the woman was not yet fully undressed, the queen had already begun to cry out in anguished sorrow.
As the crying began, the whip in the ruffian San’s hand involuntarily grew lighter. Although tears could not extinguish the lustful fire within the rogue’s body, they forced him to recall the presence of Beigong Zhen.
Ah… Don’t look at the monk, look at the Buddha. Don’t hurt her too much yourself, just go ahead and—rape her, that’s all!
“Don’t be afraid, my lady. I won’t really hurt you. See, you didn’t even break the skin!”
Qiao San flicked his whip aside, leaned forward, and scooped the queen into his arms as she lay slumped over the tiger bench. His soul-stealing charm melted into soft whispers, while a crimson barrier of lustful blood spread throughout the prison chamber. In an instant, the sinister aura completely vanished, and waves of desire surged intensely within the intimate atmosphere.
“Hmm…” The sobbing gradually weakened as a mystical force soothed the queen’s inner fear. Without realizing it, the beautiful woman’s body began to warm up, and her once searingly painful, exquisite buttocks started to bring her a tingling, pleasurable sensation.
Having seduced royal women before, Qiao San wore a confident smirk as he effortlessly pulled the empress into his arms. He then spread her legs apart, positioning her to straddle him for their intimate encounter.
“Oh… you… what are you going to do?”
Desires were forced to surface, yet Qiao San deliberately left the woman’s modesty intact. He aimed to shatter the empress’s emotional defenses, indulging in the thrill of psychological domination.
“Your Majesty, I haven’t done anything wrong. I would never dare to interfere, but…”
Qiao San solemnly expressed his stance, his eyes lowering to glance at the forbidden area where the Empress’s pendant hung suspended in midair. Then, in a composed and deliberate manner, he said, “But if the Empress herself can’t remain steady and insists on walking straight into it, then there’s nothing I can do to stop her!”
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“Lady, the game has officially begun!”
As Qiao San’s thoughts stirred, the tiger bench beneath the two of them magically began to float upward. Although it only rose by about a foot, the sudden movement startled the empress, causing her face to lose its color in fright.
Ah… those rascals are so annoying!
The carefully designed height allowed the queen’s toes to barely touch the ground, forcing the beautiful royal woman to focus all her strength on the tips of her feet instead of daring to sit on the “stool,” as she fantasized about escaping the aggressive intrusion of the man’s foreign object.
“Hei, hei… My lady, this is really tiring. You have such a noble phoenix body; how can you endure such hardship? Please sit down, it’ll be much easier once you’re seated. Ha, ha…”
Qiao San’s laughter, whether sly or unrestrained, gradually humiliated the queen’s chastity and slowly stripped away the pride of the royal woman.
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In the rise and fall, the man’s rounded head was already glistening with moisture, completing an intimate connection between man and woman in an unspoken moment.
The skilled humiliation came again; the rascal stuck out his finger with a twist, then extended his dripping fingertip in front of the empress’s face. “Long live Her Majesty! You’re all wet! Look, it’s still glistening!”
“Hmm…” her mind resisted, but her body surrendered. The Empress couldn’t help letting out a sorrowful sob. Though she was as ruthless as Consort Yu, when it came to feminine nature, she was far more chaste than Consort Yu; however, precisely because of this, the humiliation she suffered felt even more intense and degrading.
Once again, there was sinking and rising. The rogue sat leisurely, waiting with ease, while the empress could only let out mournful sounds amidst the undulations, watching helplessly as her sweet spot repeatedly brushed lightly against the rogue’s virile member.
Seeing the frequency and speed of the sinking increase, Qiao San’s frustration turned into mockery as he provocatively taunted, “Your Majesty, you truly know how to have fun, huh… This actually feels quite pleasant. Keep it up, go on…”
The rogue’s deliberate distortions struck a heavy blow to the queen’s mind and body. The noble beauty’s heart quivered, and she suddenly realized the situation.
Goodness, how could this be considered resistance? It was clearly provoking the ruffian’s desire. Although she hadn’t actually been penetrated yet, the repeated back-and-forth motion made her feel even more humiliated than actual rape would.
As the thought arose, the disheartened empress could no longer resist the painful notion. Her already overburdened phoenix feet sank downward.
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“Oh!” the voluptuous beauty let out a complex cry; her heart was filled with the sorrow of a soul beyond despair, yet when it burst from her lips, it mingled with an inexpressible moan of pleasure and satisfaction.
The rogue composed the music, and the lady sang joyfully; the song of the prison chamber finally reached its climax.
The humiliating foreplay has extinguished the royal pride; the magical virility has plunged the empress into the depths of desire. The fleshly rod has already been inserted, and all resistance is now in vain.
The man was delighted, the woman was thrown into chaos; the forced rape turned into a seductive act, and eventually became a shameless, unrestrained mutual indulgence!
Qiao San wasted no more time. He grabbed the empress’s beautiful buttocks with both hands and shook them vigorously up and down like a thunderstorm sweeping through a cave. The sounds of flesh colliding echoed continuously, while splashes of liquid flew about in an intensely wanton display.
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“Hey, hey… Then I, your young master, should call you mother-in-law, you know? Princess Zhen has long been my woman, and she’s even given birth to your grandchild!”
The exhilarating sensation down to her bones was overtaken by a sudden shock. The empress’s delicate face paled in alarm, her tender passage instinctively clenching, unintentionally giving Qiao San another moment of pleasure.
“You… what did you say? You despicable… villain, how… how could you…
“Hei, hei… How can you be like this, huh?” Qiao San asked, twisting his fleshy pole inside the queen’s warm cavity, causing her royal belly to swell high as he scraped along her tender walls.
“Ahh… no… I can’t, don’t…” The power of ethics and norms is always a double-edged sword; one side brings indescribable fear, while the other offers boundless excitement. At this very moment, Her Majesty the Empress stood right on the sharpest and most dangerous edge of that blade.
“Phoo!” Qiao San suddenly thrust forward with all his might, plunging his long, thick member fully inside for the first time.
“Ohhh—” the empress felt herself being torn into two halves. Her vision blurred, golden stars danced before her eyes, and in the next moment, an endless sense of fulfillment and tingling numbness completely intoxicated her.
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Taboos pushed desires to the peak. Qiao San, in one breathless surge, delivered hundreds of straightforward thrusts. Despite the empress reaching climax multiple times and fainting in and out of consciousness, he showed not a hint of mercy.
“Empress Mother-in-law, my precious… you’ve got such a tight grip!”
The rascal turned the empress’s body around, positioning her to lie face-down on the ground, then lifted the beautiful woman’s legs. The empress was left with only her hands on the ground for support.
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The fiery tremors of all things in heaven and earth, the howling winds of nature rushing back and forth, could not help but inspire quiet admiration.
What a formidable rascal, what a powerful Yin Blood Mark, what blatant forbidden desires!
“Boom!”
Qiao San’s mind reeled. The first surge of desire erupted from his lower abdomen; then, like an unstoppable flood, his passion roared forth, penetrating deep into the Empress’s core, flowing into the fertile land that had once nurtured Beigong Zhen.
The prison cell fell silent, and the figures vanished, but the springtime charm of Qifeng Palace had not yet ended. Rogue San, with the empress dowager in his arms, suddenly appeared on the phoenix bed, embarking on a second round of desire’s journey!
Time was limited, and he couldn’t afford to waste it. To successfully resolve this crisis, he had to completely win over his mother-in-law—the queen—before Bei Gong Zhen, who had a strong and stubborn personality, returned.
For the next three days, Beigong Zhen did not leave the palace again. The worries of Pili San did not come to pass, and everything remained calm and peaceful.
Before we knew it, May 15th—the long-awaited day—had finally arrived.
At the hour of Mao, when the sky began to brighten, cultivators from various sects had already started gathering at the imperial city’s plaza. The young contestants, eager and ambitious, were especially restless, rolling up their sleeves and itching for a fight, all hoping to achieve instant fame across the land with a single battle.
Qiao San also got up very early today. As he gazed at the gradually brightening horizon, the lazy fellow, stretching his arms, was already lost in thoughts of distant places.
Hei, hei… In another hour, I’ll finally be able to leave this place of trouble. Let these fools fight it out among themselves until they’re all dead!
Qiao San was about to boldly step out of the capital city when someone else was already speeding towards it.
High above the sky, not far from Zunlong City, a mass of clouds was roaring fiercely. The piercing wind blew the twelve heavenly beauties’ hair wildly, but it could not extinguish the fury burning in her heart.
“Princess, please slow down! I can’t keep up!”
After the battle, the tiger demon and the bear spirit, their faces bruised and swollen, collapsed onto a cloud, gasping for breath. These two unfortunate companions had endured a string of misfortunes. First, their cave dwelling had been burned down by the monks of Chenyuan, and then they had nearly been beaten to death by Shi’er. If they hadn’t quickly offered to redeem themselves through service, they would have long since become two piles of bones.
“You two listen well—remember every detail of those murderers’ appearances, or don’t blame me for skinning you alive!” Hu Shier’s enchanting charm vanished completely; her delicate face turned icy cold, radiating a murderous aura, while a flicker of worry occasionally flashed in her eyes.
Ah… How would Third Young Master react if he knew that Eldest Young Master was harmed?
The righteous path of cultivation mistakenly killed Qiao Da. Given Qiao San’s temperament, how could he possibly let Chi Ya and the others go unpunished? He will surely unleash a storm of blood and chaos upon the righteous world.
To all of this, Twelve Niang should have been overjoyed, for this was precisely the reason she had descended the mountain. Yet, the whims of fate are endlessly mysterious, and now the buxom maiden found herself secretly troubled by it all!
Kill, kill, kill—the frenzy of slaughter is about to descend!
Fate has already been decided; the Ten-Yang Body’s descent into darkness is inevitable!
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