Records of Cultivating Immortals [NTR]

Chapter 63: Chapter 63: The Whip of Lust

Chapter 63: The Whip of Lust

Guiyi Gate, Sanqi Courtyard.

This place was originally the sect leader’s bedroom, but after the old sword master took over the Guiyi Sect, it became the place where he settled Nangong Muyun.

Although it’s called a villa, its size is comparable to an ordinary family’s mansion. It has everything: bamboo groves, a small pond, and a pavilion. It’s truly a secluded and tranquil place.

As night deepened, the villa was brightly lit. Inside the quiet palace, the sounds of men’s laughter mixed with women’s panting could be heard from time to time, adding a touch of debauchery to the otherwise tranquil Guiyi Gate.

In front of the courtyard gate, Bodhi, holding Buddhist prayer beads, was carrying a wine jar and staggering onto the bluestone path.

The moonlight was alluring, and the shadows of people swayed. As Bodhi stepped into the palace, he heard the warm greetings from the other venerable ones from afar.

"Lord Bodhi has finally arrived."

Putting the wine jar on the table, Bodhi looked at the scene in front of him and laughed heartily. He took three steps at a time and came closer to Nangong Muyun. Bodhi was slightly taken aback, and his drunkenness subsided by more than half.

The once arrogant Fairy Baiyun was now in a miserable state. The naked Nangong Muyun was suspended high by a hemp rope, with two horizontal beams placed side by side under her feet. Her jade feet were bound to the beams on both sides. Rubbing his eyes, Bodhi looked down and saw that there were specks of water glistening on the floor between the beams.

"Hey, isn’t this Qin Jianshen’s wife, Nangong Muyun, the Palace Master of Baiyun Palace!" Bodhi exclaimed loudly, seemingly unaware of the fleeting cold glint in Nangong Muyun’s eyes.

After circling Nangong Muyun once, Bodhi looked at the perfect body before him with undisguised greed in his eyes. He reached out and slapped Nangong Muyun’s round, plump buttocks. A crisp sound rang out. Bodhi looked at the ripples of her buttocks spreading out in circles, put his hand to his nose, and took a deep breath.

Nangong Muyun looked distressed. Although she knew that these men were determined to have fun, she was unable to resist due to her special constitution. Just that one slap had given her an electric-like pleasure.

Not to mention the others standing there were staring at the spring scenery with burning desire. Their gazes, so intense they seemed almost tangible, made it even harder for Nangong Muyun to bear. With her legs restricted, she could only lower her eyes and let the spring water between her legs gush out along her thighs.

Zouma, Guanhua, Decheng, Bufeng, and Bodhi, who was standing behind Nangong Muyun, meant there were five men in the room at that moment.

"Seventeen years ago, at Qingchun Temple." A sinister glint flashed in Bodhi’s eyes as he approached Nangong Muyun and reached out to pinch her chin.

"You and Qin Jianshen were quite impressive." Bodhi narrowed his eyes and looked at Nangong Muyun, who was filled with shame and indignation, and said slowly.

De Cheng was taken aback upon hearing this, a hint of sadness flashing in his eyes.

"The old monk you killed was my master." Bodhi slowly leaned forward, his breath reeking of alcohol as it hit Nangong Muyun’s pretty face.

"Using the guise of saving people to harm the mortal world, they deserve to die!" Nangong Muyun raised his eyelids and said in an icy tone.

"Yes, that’s the look in your eyes." Bodhi smiled instead of getting angry.

"Back then, Fairy Baiyun looked at me like I was an ant." Bodhi pinched the rosy nipple on Nangong Muyun’s chest with one hand.

"Have you ever thought about how you, once an ant, would be so wantonly toyed with like this now?"

With a slight exertion, Bodhi’s hands were already deeply embedded in the high, white mounds of Nangong Muyun’s chest. Feeling the softness and warmth in his palms, Bodhi’s eyes finally revealed a sense of satisfaction at the success of his revenge.

He once knelt at Nangong Muyun’s side, begging for mercy, but was stunned into silence by the blood that his master spat out.

With a slight movement of her feet, Bodhi moved the two crossbeams on the ground slightly, causing Nangong Muyun’s body to involuntarily lean forward, making her buttocks stick out high. Guanhua, standing beside her, made a hand seal, and the soft ropes on Nangong Muyun’s hands slowly fell. In a short while, Nangong Muyun, who had been standing upright, was put into a shameful position.

The torture instruments at Nangong Muyun’s feet had been inflicted with magic by the old sword master, rendering her knees unable to bend. Her upper body was bent forward, but her lower body remained upright. Bodhi looked at the fairy in front of him and laughed, saying, "Everyone, do you think Fairy Baiyun looks like a bitch begging to be fucked?"

"So alike! Haha, so alike!" Bu Feng, who had been scared half to death by Nangong Muyun that day, immediately put on a smug and triumphant attitude and loudly echoed.

"Old man pushing a cart, haha, Bodhi, how about you be the first old man?" Guan Hua also shouted, looking at Bodhi with a fawning expression.

Bodhi shook his head upon hearing this and said, "There’s plenty of time, no rush."

Standing behind Nangong Muyun, Bodhi gazed at the plump crevice between her round, beautiful buttocks, which shimmered with silver light in the bright candlelight. The hairless vulva made Nangong Muyun’s genitals stand out even more, and between her two pink labia, strands of spring water were slowly flowing.

"I never expected that Fairy Baiyun would not only have such an amazing appearance, but also that this is a hairless pink pussy." Bodhi nodded in satisfaction.

"Why is Fairy Baiyun already so impatient before we’ve even made a move? In a little while, the lustful juices from your pussy will probably flood the house."

"Go ahead and fuck me if you want." Nangong Muyun took the initiative, slightly raising his head and looking around at everyone with a seductive gaze, and continued, "Anyway, you don’t have many days left to live."

"Haha." Bodhi burst out laughing upon hearing this, saying, "With Huang Huxiong, or your good-for-nothing son?"

"Based on the six perspectives."

Upon hearing this, the expressions on the faces of the group instantly changed.

"Scared?" Although Nangong Muyun’s limbs were restricted, her brows still exuded an air of disdain.

"Afraid? Qin Luo is only at the sixth level, yet he wants to break through the six realms?" Bodhi laughed a few times, but found that no one echoed him. Looking back, he found that the other Venerables all looked fearful.

"Don’t let this vixen scare you." Bodhi’s drunkenness had completely vanished, and he said to the crowd, "Even the old sword master couldn’t figure out this sword technique, are you really afraid?"

Upon hearing Bodhi mention the old sword master, the group visibly breathed a sigh of relief, forcing out forced smiles. Bu Feng said, "If I was afraid, I wouldn’t have come!"

But when he looked at Nangong Muyun again, he quickly turned his head away, not daring to meet her gaze.

Bodhi sighed slightly, thinking to himself that she was indeed Nangong Muyun, still possessing such pride even in such circumstances.

Standing still, Bodhi stretched out his hand, and Zouma, who had been standing beside him for a long time, immediately understood and handed over a long whip that gleamed with black light.

"So eager to be fucked already?" Bodhi swung his whip a few times in the air, causing a series of cracking sounds.

"Let me see if you can withstand this whip of lust!"

Nangong Muyun’s expression changed slightly. The Desire Whip was made from the tendons of rare beasts, and after it was made, it had to be soaked in various highly potent aphrodisiacs for forty-nine days. Since its appearance, it has been the best tool for training women.

Before Nangong Muyun could figure out how to defend herself, Bodhi lashed out with his whip. The long whip, whistling through the air, struck Nangong Muyun’s round, plump buttocks. After the waves of flesh rippled outwards, a conspicuous red mark appeared.

"Ah!"

Nangong Muyun let out a soft moan, and this instinctive reaction finally made the several Venerables watching realize that the person in front of them was still a woman after all.

This soft moan opened the prelude to the lewd symphony. The eyes of several people were drawn to the conspicuous red mark on Nangong Muyun’s buttocks. Coupled with the aphrodisiac on the whip, Nangong Muyun’s eyebrows were furrowed and her buttocks twisted, revealing the plump crevice between them from the side.

Bodhi gave her no chance to catch her breath, his long whip lashing down like raindrops, each crisp sound mingling with Nangong Muyun’s plaintive moans. Thinking of his master’s unwilling gaze before his death, Bodhi’s movements became even more forceful. After a few more lashes, Nangong Muyun’s crotch was already soaked, and Bodhi could even see the soft flesh inside her pink honey hole moving instinctively.

This caused him to suddenly change his tactics, and the long whip, accompanied by a whooshing sound, struck again. Nangong Muyun was unconsciously raising her round buttocks to receive the blow, but she did not expect that the whip would strike her delicate vulva.

"Smack!"

Bodhi seemed to have used all his strength in this whip, the end striking Nangong Muyun’s wet labia, instantly splashing water everywhere. The onlookers held their breath; they had never seen a woman react so violently before.

Another lash of the whip was lashed out, and Nangong Muyun instinctively tried to clench her legs, but this only made her full vulva stand out even more. A lewd smile flashed across Bodhi’s lips, and the long whip in his hand, like a dragon, once again struck Nangong Muyun’s labia with perfect precision.

"Ah... you..."

Nangong Muyun was rendered speechless by the continuous lashes. He held his head high, and the arrogance and aloofness he had shown earlier were gone from his tightly furrowed brows.

As the autumn wind swept through the hall, the group couldn’t help but move closer, their eyes wide open, unwilling to miss a single detail.

The whip cracks, the spring water recedes.

Bodhi fought with increasing ferocity, and the red marks on Nangong Muyun’s dazzling buttocks were fading at a visible speed. Despite the repeated slaps, her honey hole showed no signs of redness or swelling. Bufeng was dumbfounded until Guanhua next to him poked him and brought him back to his senses.

"The Phoenix Spirit Body lives up to its name. Even with its limited power, it can still withstand Lord Bodhi’s whipping. I’ve truly seen something new today!"

Having seen countless beauties, he looked at Nangong Muyun’s alluring figure curving into a captivating arc and muttered to himself.

Upon hearing this, Zouma chuckled and said, "I’m afraid even if all of us combined, we still couldn’t satisfy this slut Fairy."

De Cheng wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Nangong Muyun’s high-pitched moan. Looking up, he saw that Bodhi’s long whip, which was swung in the air, almost formed afterimages. Nangong Muyun seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. Under the repeated whipping, her entire body was flushed with a bewitching red. After an uncontrollable spasm, clear spring water gushed out from her plump honey hole, soaking Bodhi behind her.

"Good!"

Guan Hua immediately flattered, "Lord Bodhi, what skill you have! In just a short while, you’ve made this slut lose her virility!"

_________________________

Author Note:-

Want to read 25+ Chapters ahead?

Support me on Patreon and unlock early access to 25+ advance Chapters! Your support going to help me continue writing and release more Chapters !!

Patreon:-

patreon.com/Sinful_Immortal