“Oh…”
A long, pleasured moan escaped her throat. The female immortal’s whimper dispelled Taiyuan’s final hesitation. “It’s you, audacious San, it really is you! Ah…”
A satisfied groan slipped through the man’s clenched teeth. His spine tingled, and the volcano of desire erupted once more, its vulgar essence now claiming the last pure inch of the goddess’s sacred being.
Feeling triumphant, the rogue withdrew from Taiyuan. Observing the flow of her passionate nectar between her once-pure thighs, he let out a delighted laugh toward the sky. He then released his hold on her, ready to indulge in the final thrill of conquest.
Unexpectedly, Taiyuan—who appeared resigned—suddenly chanted an incantation. Her true form, her immortal sword, slipped into her hand, unleashing a deadly blade aimed directly at the rogue’s vital spot. She had endured endless humiliation for this moment; the power behind this strike was unimaginable.
“Aa!” The cry was abruptly cut short. The rogue’s spiritual power clearly surpassed Taiyuan’s expectations, and his cunning far exceeded that of the goddess. With a casual wave of his hand, another seal bound her body. It turned out that Qiao San, while undoing the previous seal, had secretly kept another one hidden.
—Truly, he was the rogue San, never forgetting the golden rule of the rogues: always be cautious!
Rather than anger, the goddess’s resistance only delighted the scoundrel further. He chuckled and threw himself once more onto Taiyuan’s tall, tender frame, now marked with signs of their passion.
Another storm was upon them. The goddess’s moans once again filled the Zifu Immortal Mountain.
Above the Earth Sea, gods and demons intermittently battled for seven days and seven nights. At the foot of Zifu Mountain, Xuannü sat like a statue of ice, silently enduring seven cycles of light and darkness. Inside the elixir chamber, as seven suns rose and seven moons set, Qiao San and Taiyuan continued their passionate entanglement.
Moans of submission, cries of instinct, and shouts of desire had long since lost count. After each scream, the goddess’s gaze toward the rogue changed ever so slightly.
After the seventh sunset, when Qiao San finally released his control over Taiyuan, she did not strike him with the sword of vengeance again. She simply glared fiercely at the rogue and said, “Get out. Leave Zifu Mountain. I never want to see you again, for all of eternity.”
Though her sacred purity had been ravaged, her Daoist heart remained firm. Without the Ten-Yang demonic energy wreaking havoc inside her, she was still the incomparably graceful Jade Maiden of Taiyuan.
“My dear wife, I’ve grown fond of this place. Heh, heh… I have no intention of leaving.”
Qiao San lazily sprawled on the cloudstone floor of the elixir chamber. He casually grabbed Taiyuan’s delicate hand and gently pulled.
The moment his hand touched her skin, the goddess’s anger strangely dissipated like mist. Her body and soul moved in opposite directions—her limbs weakened, her fragrant tongue slightly revealed, and she leaned tenderly into the man’s arms like a little bird.
“Villainous scoundrel, don’t you dare bully me…”
It sounded less like a scolding and more like flirtation. Seven days of intimacy had made Taiyuan’s immortal body exquisitely sensitive to Qiao San. Now, it wasn’t just physical contact that stirred her; even a heated gaze from him could instantly bring a springtime flow to her once-chaste paradise.
Qiao San smiled in satisfaction. After a brief moment of affection with Taiyuan, he finally released her. Without blinking, he watched the beautiful goddess slowly redress, regaining her sacred and ethereal aura. Then, he transformed himself into the image of Yuanshi Tianzun.
“My dear wife, come with me. Let’s go visit the Dragon Mother together.”
“Daring San, what… what are you planning to do?!”
Taiyuan’s deep mistrust of the rogue’s character gave her a strong sense of foreboding. She warily scanned the sly villain while instinctively frowning. “Please stop impersonating Yuanshi. It makes me uncomfortable!”
Qiao San shrugged and reverted to his original appearance. He then chuckled, “My dear wife, you still miss the Celestial Realm, don’t you? Be smart. Stop associating with those hypocrites. Come with me and be a rogue. There’s a bright future in it—eat when you want, sleep when you want!”
“Hmph!”
Taiyuan’s first laugh at Qiao San finally broke through. The wounds in her heart had been forcibly erased. The beautiful goddess couldn’t help but glare fiercely at him and said, “You’re like a pig, only caring about food and sleep.”
Qiao San happily accepted the teasing, then shifted the topic. “Later when we go out, let’s announce that Zifu Mountain is joining the Earth Realm. I believe with you by my side, the Dragon Mother will be more than willing to fight against the Queen Mother—the wicked woman. We’ll stage an inside-out attack and crush the Four Guardians completely!”
“Sigh…”
Taiyuan wanted to object, but she couldn’t withstand the rogue’s intense gaze, nor could she stop Qiao San’s decision. Lowering her eyelids slightly, she sighed helplessly.
Since life had already taken this turn, she might as well walk a new path. Forgive me, Yuanshi.
Qiao San proudly pulled the conflicted Taiyuan into his arms, feeling immense satisfaction with his plan. However, before he could even step out of the elixir chamber, a sudden metallic clang changed his expression drastically.
“Huh? Why is the Earth Realm withdrawing its troops?”
Plans always fall short of changes, and even the most perfect scheme can collapse due to unforeseen shifts. When Qiao San and Taiyuan arrived at the Earth Sea, they saw only empty tents left behind—the ten thousand demonic soldiers had vanished without a trace.
“M-Master…” Taiyuan struggled to address him with the new title, then continued with a faint sense of relief in her voice, “Demons are just demons. How can they value loyalty? Still planning to defeat the Celestial Army now? Haha…”
Taiyuan had changed. She would never have teased someone like this before, but now, she found it natural and genuine.
Xuannü followed joyfully behind her master, who had peacefully returned to life. The quiet inheritor of the Suyu sect silently observed the transformation in both masters, her delicate hand involuntarily trembling as a flash of confusion passed through her eyes.
In the void above, clouds churned and fog rolled, as the elite ten thousand demonic troops rushed back toward Jiuyou City.
“Madam, could it be dangerous leaving the Third Young Master alone at Zifu Mountain?” Twelve flew closely behind Shuling, keeping pace surprisingly well despite the wind, (Qisuu.net). Xuanhu’s flowing hair danced in the gusts.
Shuling glanced at Yushan ahead and confidently replied, “With Sheng’er’s current spiritual power, there are few rivals left in the Three Realms. Even if he can’t win, no formation can trap him anymore.”
Pausing slightly, she continued solemnly, “The urgent crisis in the Earth Realm is critical. We are not only helping Yushan, but ourselves. If she truly loses the throne of the Ten Thousand Demons, we will be powerless against the Celestial Realm in the future.”
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