Chapter 99: Teasing the Jade Consort Twice

A moonless, windy night—the perfect time for murder.

After a muffled scream, the street ruffian, playing the role of an assassin, easily erased the old eunuch from the world.

“Jade Consort, my lady, I’ve done quite well, haven’t I?”

Qiao San the rogue grinned as he entered Yufei’s room. How could a tightly closed door keep out a brazen rascal burning with desire?!

“How dare you! Still so bold as to be disrespectful to me? Don’t you want to live anymore?” The woman’s resistance was even fiercer than last night. Just thinking about the man’s terrifying member made Yu Fei feel searing pain in both her front and back; the wounds from last night had not yet healed, how could she possibly endure another violent storm?

Pope San naturally understood the main reasons behind the woman’s resistance, but the desire without affection, along with the urgent need to treat serious injuries, made Qiao San extend his hand without hesitation.

“Swish—” the royal attire once again turned into fragments. With a sweep of the man’s large hand, each piece of torn fabric fluttered like colorful butterflies, scattering to every corner of the room.

“Ahh!” Yu Fei instinctively turned and ran, but before Qiao San could chase after her, a sharp pain caused her legs to buckle and her vision to blur.

“Haha… playing on the ground is fun too!”

The man shook his body as if performing a magic trick, and his clothes instantly flew off, leaving him completely naked. Qiao San’s erect penis pointed straight up toward the sky, nearly pressed tightly against his tightly toned abdomen.

“Don’t… don’t… be reckless, San. My wound hasn’t healed yet… let’s… do it another day!” The woman, who had been ruthless, cold-hearted, and merciless during the day, now became a helpless lamb at night, using the weakest voice to beg the unreasonable ruffian.

“Slap—” Qiao San’s response to Yufei was a fierce backhand. The man, now a demon, placed his foot firmly on the woman’s trembling breast and snapped angrily, “Bitch, do you think you’re someone special to me? How dare you set conditions?!” Slap, slap, slap…

Before the words had even faded, Qiao San raised his hand and began furiously slapping the tender, still-red cheeks of Yufei’s ample buttocks.

“Slap!” The man’s first strike landed on the left buttock. A sharp pain shot through Yufei’s lower back, causing her wound to tear open again. Blood spurted out, pain shot to her brain, and a scream of agony escaped her lips.

“Puh!” The man’s second slap landed hard on the voluptuous woman’s right buttock. Her delicate nether lips trembled and turned pale, her flesh seemingly torn apart once again. The woman’s crimson lips had already been bitten by her own teeth, yet she couldn’t suppress the piercing cry escaping her throat.

“Slap!” The third strike—Qiao San’s third palm strike carried even greater force than the previous two. Yet at the moment the big palm met the buttocks, subtle shifts in strength and angle created a miraculous effect. A strange sensation surged forth, and when it reached Yufei’s lips, it transformed into a long, enchanting moan!

“Heh, heh… You’re such a slut, look at you! Your broken little hole is already so wet!”

Qiao San flicked his fingers inside and outside the Jade Gate, then extended his finger, glistening with liquid, toward the Jade Concubine. “Your Highness,” he said, “look, is this not your own wanton essence?”

They called her the honorable “Imperial Consort,” yet the words spoken were filled with vulgar and degrading insults. At that moment, a flicker of emotion crossed Jade Consort’s heart, and a ruthless murderous intent surged into her eyes.

Qiao San scoffed at the woman’s venomous resentment. He tightened his toes pressed against the jade peak, firmly pinching the mature beauty’s swollen and humiliated nipple.

“Ahh!” Cries of pain and strange pleasure ruled the thrilling space. The cruelty in Jade Consort’s eyes was instantly “pinched” away by the rogue’s toes. Physical pain always transformed into an exhilarating sensation that coursed through the bones, while lewd insults made women tremble between their legs with an entirely different kind of stimulation.

“Heh, heh…” Qiao San was having so much fun that he couldn’t stop laughing. Watching the woman beneath him twist and writhe with increasing intensity, and hearing her moans that sounded both pained and pleasurable, Pizi San finally believed in a rather unbelievable rumor!

——Noble women always have a humble nature deep in their bones; the higher a woman’s status, the more humble (or “lowly”) she actually is!

“Bitch, taste the flavor of your own lust!” Qiao San relentlessly fueled the lewd blood barrier, his slapping hand suddenly halting as his fingers, drenched in her arousal, forcefully pried open the woman’s half-parted lips and thrust inside.

“Mmm…” Consort Yu struggled, shaking her head in defiance, yet the overwhelming wave of lust within her forced her to surrender. With a flick of her tongue, the dignified imperial consort found herself mindlessly sucking on the rogue’s fingers, savoring the taste of her own desire!

“Mm… San, don’t stop… please!” Between the sucking, the woman moaned incoherently, begging the man to continue his ravishment. Her jade-like legs lifted and parted, her eager lower body pressing towards the man’s erect member.

Chaotic, confused, licentious… the chaos was indescribable, the mess was beyond comprehension!

…………………………

…………The vulgar play reached climax after climax, going through several rounds, before finally coming to a slow end. The rogue sat like a meditating monk in the red glow, while the imperial concubine remained dazed and faint for a long time after the storm.

*****

In the southern continent of Jambudvipa, above the South Sea, a cluster of auspicious clouds was leisurely drifting over the vast ocean.

The Dragon Mother, who had been patrolling the four seas, nodded in satisfaction, feeling greatly pleased with the peace and stability across the seas. Yet, as her thoughts shifted, she couldn’t help but silently sigh.

I never expected that Xiao You would suddenly escape from the underworld. Although Tai Yuan promptly captured Xiao You and returned him to Zifu Mountain, it was already too late to seize the best opportunity for Xiao You’s reincarnation.

Sighing deeply in her heart, even the vast and magnificent sea could not cheer up the Dragon Mother of the Four Seas.

The majestic and graceful Dragon Mother instinctively gazed toward the distant horizon of the Earth Sea, unable to stop herself from quietly pondering: Should she find time to visit Zifu Mountain? That girl Xiaoyou was truly too much of a concern!

“Report—” Just at this moment, a magical bird flew to the Dragon Mother. The light dimmed, and the bird transformed back into a letter, gently falling into the Dragon Mother’s hand.

The letter written by Xuan Nü to the Dragon Mother traveled across countless mountains and rivers, finally reaching the Dragon Mother’s hands.

“All sea warriors, heed my command—proceed to the Earth Sea at once!” This was the first time in a thousand years that the aquatic celestial general had left the ocean. Leaving without the heavenly court’s decree was indeed a violation of the heavenly laws. However, as the Dragon Mother of the Four Seas thought of Taiyuan Yünuv in peril, she resolutely issued the order without hesitation.

The voice was still echoing over the sea when the extraordinary and voluptuous fairy figure of Long Mu, taller and more exquisitely beautiful than ordinary women, had already flown toward the Aolai Kingdom in the Dongsheng Shenzhou.

The Zifu Mountain needed rescue, and Xuannü also required assistance. The wise and shrewd Longmu made the best decision without hesitation. She would first help Xuannü obtain the Linghuo Sacred Pill, then carry the pill and fly to Zifu Mountain to aid Taiyuan Yünü, who held a special place in her heart!

By the way, there’s also that demoness Yu Shan. Her white jade fan is not easy to deal with. We need to figure out a strategy first!

*****

An empty heaven and earth, a world of illusory dreams.

A soft red glow filled Qiao San’s spiritual space as he was cultivating. From the center of the light emerged a humanoid elf, bringing him boundless joy.

“Master, the book spirit greets you with a bow!”

“Oh, the Book Spirit!” Qiao San exclaimed, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he couldn’t help but feel a surge of emotion. He blurted out joyfully, “I thought you had been struck by lightning… It’s so great to see you again, ha, ha… Wait a minute?!”

The laughter abruptly shifted in tone, and Qiao San looked up and down in astonishment at the once again transformed magical spirit. At this moment, the book spirit, aside from its face, no longer had the misty aura swirling around its body. Instead, it now wore a simple and elegant long dress in a soft, pale yellow hue.