Records of Cultivating Immortals [NTR]

Chapter 67: Chapter 67: The Mountain Guardian and the Streamside Passion

Chapter 67: The Mountain Guardian and the Streamside Passion

On the night after Qin Luo left, Luo Feng, dressed in grass clothes, went out into the dim moonlight. When he reached the south coast, he walked directly on the waves and soon arrived at an unnamed island in the middle of a vast ocean.

A woman was already waiting quietly on the shore. Dressed in a light blue gauze dress, she sat cross-legged on a hilltop, resembling a compassionate Guanyin.

"Qin Luo just left today," Luo Feng said respectfully. No one had expected that the renowned physician would use the excuse of seclusion to take on the role of the mountain guardian for the Xuanyuan family.

The term "guardian of the mountain" implies that when a disciple of a sect goes into seclusion, someone will guard the mountain gate and take care of miscellaneous matters for him. The fact that Luo Feng is willing to be the guardian of the mountain speaks volumes about the identity of the woman in front of him: Xuan Yuan Liu Shuang, the top-ranked expert on the Heavenly Talent Ranking and another ninth-level expert besides the old sword master.

Upon hearing Luo Feng’s words, Xuan Yuan Liushuang remained silent, only nodding slightly. Luo Feng seemed to have mustered his courage, bowing his head and asking, "Doesn’t Your Highness intend to lend a hand?"

Xuanyuan Liushuang finally opened her eyes, a hint of a smile flashing in her beautiful eyes. Under the hazy moonlight, it was truly captivating.

Do you think... he needs it?

Luo Feng was taken aback upon hearing this, and suddenly remembered the conversation between Qin Luo and Nangong Youwen in the courtyard earlier that day. He sighed helplessly.

"Besides... he might not necessarily lose."

Xuan Yuan Liushuang smiled as she looked at Luo Feng, who was standing there in a daze.

Luo Feng, regaining his senses, smiled bitterly. With Qin Luo’s current cultivation level, even if he were given another two years, challenging the old sword master would be nothing short of a pipe dream.

"You don’t need to worry, I’ll keep him alive."

Xuanyuan Liushuang stood up, and a flame-shaped mark suddenly appeared between her brows.

"It would be too boring if I took action..."

Luo Feng was startled. Both being at the ninth level, Xuan Yuan Liu Shuang actually looked down on the old sword master so much.

Still barefoot on the beach, Xuan Yuan Liu Shuang’s back was shrouded in a faint, eerie light. Waves crashed against the rocks, and with each step accompanied by the continuous sound of the waves, Luo Feng watched her figure gradually disappear into an old-fashioned house.

...

The dense bamboo forest obscured the moonlight, and Qin Luo opened his eyes inside the tent.

After leaving the fishing village, Nangong Youwen took the initiative to say goodbye. The disciples of Baiyun Palace were still waiting for him to comfort them, but Qin Luo did not try to stop them. He understood that the most important thing at the moment was to seize the time to cultivate.

Hearing a sound, Qin Luo slowly stood up. Amidst the dappled shadows of the trees, he suddenly noticed a steamy scene unfolding by the stream not far away.

Surrounded by the gurgling of water and the chirping of insects, Qin Luo’s heart skipped a beat as he saw Jiang Qingyu, naked, playing in the pool.

But what excited him most was that behind Jiang Qingyu, who was covered in water droplets, was Da Niu, panting heavily, constantly thrusting his waist.

"Hmph, I didn’t expect the Empress to be such a womanizer!"

Da Niu slapped Jiang Qingyu’s pert buttocks, his voice filled with anger as he looked at the swaying hips before him. After Qin Luo stopped him from going to Nangong Muyun, he had been holding back his resentment. Now, it seemed that he had finally found the best way to vent his anger. Each thrust, penetrating to the very root, made Jiang Qingyu’s pretty face flush with an alluring blush.

"I did this... to... help you... help you cultivate..."

While responding to Da Niu’s movements, Jiang Qingyu, supporting herself on a protruding rock, murmured softly, her high-tied hair gradually becoming disheveled under Da Niu’s repeated thrusts.

"Cultivation?" Upon hearing this, Da Niu slapped him again, saying viciously, "While I was peeing, you stuck your butt out and wiggled around like that. Tell me, were you horny?!"

Just as Jiang Qingyu was about to explain, she suddenly noticed a burning gaze coming from afar. She moved her head slightly and found herself staring into Qin Luo’s eyes.

"You... you’re right... I deliberately seduced you..."

Qin Luo and Da Niu were both thrilled upon hearing this. The empress, the ruler of a nation, had actually admitted to seducing a man. Da Niu’s hands were already wrapped around Jiang Qingyu’s high breasts. At this moment, the empress was almost standing upright, and between her slightly parted thighs, one could vaguely see Da Niu’s terrifying penis moving in and out.

Their movements stirred up a lot of water. Jiang Qingyu, who was in the throes of passion, looked at Qin Luo in the shadows and had a vague feeling that she had seen Qin Zheng.

This made her even more ashamed. The thought of being wantonly played with by another man right in front of Qin Zheng gave her an inexplicable thrill, causing her to become increasingly wet. With Da Niu’s continuous thrusting, drops of fluid flowed into the clear stream.

"Tell me, are you a slutty, whore Empress?" Having learned from his previous experience, Da Niu, who was under the control of the Overlord, actually forgot the huge difference in their status and began to verbally humiliate this incomparably noble woman.

Jiang Qingyu’s gaze towards Qin Luo grew increasingly alluring, her expression dazed. She even echoed Da Niu’s words, saying, "Ah... so deep... I am... a whore empress..."

Upon hearing those vulgar words, Jiang Qingyu felt her body grow even hotter. She finally understood why Nangong Muyun had always uttered those lewd words while under Da Niu’s crotch. It turned out that these crude words could actually excite people even more.

With one hand around Da Niu’s head, Jiang Qingyu’s red lips were almost touching Da Niu’s mouth. Da Niu, who was in the mood, naturally did not refuse. He opened his mouth and took Jiang Qingyu’s fragrant tongue into his mouth, tasting the empress’s sweet saliva. Da Niu’s penis unknowingly grew even thicker.

If Qin Zheng saw me like this...

Jiang Qingyu couldn’t help but start fantasizing about Qin Zheng from the past. She remembered how Qin Zheng used to like to press her against the window and play with her. Once, when he was drunk, Qin Zheng even said that he wanted to see what she looked like under another man.

Memories flooded her mind. Looking into Qin Luo’s burning gaze, Jiang Qingyu suddenly wondered if Qin Zheng was also...

"Ah... slow down... I can’t take it anymore..."

The intense pleasure brought by Da Niu’s vigorous thrusting made Jiang Qingyu quickly give up thinking. Especially as Da Niu’s cultivation level increased, Jiang Qingyu vaguely realized that she could no longer completely resist the masculine energy emanating from Da Niu as before.

Although she knew in her heart that this was the special nature of the Overlord’s Manual, Jiang Qingyu thought of Nangong Muyun’s dissolute appearance and suddenly found that deep down she was actually looking forward to it.

Finally, Jiang Qingyu, gradually consumed by lust, began to actively manipulate Da Niu’s penis. Her pert buttocks, pressed tightly against Da Niu’s groin, began to sway gently. Da Niu also sensed this subtle change in her and excitedly said, "Master is right. Any woman I’ve fucked can’t live without my big cock."

Hearing Da Niu compare her to Nangong Muyun, Jiang Qingyu, who had always been overshadowed by Nangong Muyun, suddenly felt a surge of competitive spirit. Looking at Da Niu, whose eyes were bloodshot, Jiang Qingyu asked seductively, "Which is more comfortable, when I fuck you, or when your master fucks you?"

Da Niu laughed loudly and said, "It’s different. Your pussy is deeper than Master’s, but Master’s pussy is tighter than yours."

Jiang Qingyu persisted, asking, "So... do you prefer a slut who gets fucked deeper, or... do you prefer one who gets fucked tighter?"

Hearing that Jiang Qingyu was even jealous over something like this, Qin Luo, who was secretly observing, shook his head helplessly.

"I like any slut, haha, the sluttier the better!" Da Niu surprisingly didn’t say anything wrong.

Jiang Qingyu’s face flushed slightly. Her jade-like hand moved lightly, pressing against the large hand that was playing with her chest. She gasped, "I will definitely... be even more seductive than... Nangong Muyun..."

Da Niu shook his head and said honestly, "You still have a long way to go..."

As waves of tingling sensations swept through her lower body, Jiang Qingyu stubbornly said, "I... can learn anything..."

Da Niu’s lips curled into a wicked smile. He pinched Jiang Qingyu’s chin, looked at her slightly open mouth, and said, "Then first learn how to lick my cock!"

Without immediately withdrawing, Da Niu unleashed another round of frenzied thrusting, his enormous glans pounding against Jiang Qingyu’s soft flower core like raindrops. This overwhelming pleasure quickly overwhelmed Jiang Qingyu, and with a rapid throbbing of her taut body, a large amount of spring water gushed from her tight honeyed passage.

After feeling Jiang Qingyu’s constantly contracting honeyed passage, Da Niu slowly withdrew his penis, habitually slapping it a few times on her upturned buttocks before leaning against a rock on the shore, looking quite content, and said, "Come on!"

At this moment, Da Niu’s upper body had already surfaced, and his erect penis was proudly standing between his legs. Jiang Qingyu, who had finally come to her senses in the afterglow of her orgasm, blushed and quietly approached. Stepping on the babbling stream, she slowly bent down towards Da Niu’s crotch.

Qin Luo’s breathing quickened as he looked at the scene before him. Jiang Qingyu’s legs were tightly closed, and between her high, upturned buttocks, her honey hole, which had just been penetrated by Da Niu, was clearly visible. He couldn’t help but hold his breath. Qin Luo could even see the streams of lustful fluid gushing out from between the slightly open honey hole.

Although it wasn’t her first time performing oral sex on a man, it had been over a decade since Jiang Qingyu last did. With a gentle movement of her jade-like hand, Jiang Qingyu looked at the enormous penis that she could barely grasp, her eyes filled with undisguised lust.

The bulging veins on his palms seemed to still be throbbing. Ignoring the fact that the wet shaft was covered with the semen from their intercourse, Jiang Qingyu’s eyes were glazed over, her head gradually sinking, and her buttocks behind her rose higher and higher. Qin Luo, who was not far away, was enjoying the view, but Da Niu was actually feeling the softness of Jiang Qingyu’s delicate tongue.

Jiang Qingyu carefully and slowly rotated the tip of her tongue, and after a lot of effort, she finally licked the glans from the bottom. The slightly open urethral opening seemed to be radiating some kind of magic. Jiang Qingyu almost did not think, but opened her mouth slightly and somewhat laboriously took the proud glans of the big Niu into her mouth inch by inch.

He gasped, his body tensing up at Jiang Qingyu’s clumsy oral skills. Although Jiang Qingyu’s methods of pleasing men were not as skillful as Nangong Muyun’s, the thought that he, a former woodcutter, could put his dick into the mouth of the empress above all others made his primal desire to conquer even stronger.

"Hmm... yes, like that, take it in deeper, my master can even take the whole thing in..." Da Niu pressed one hand down between Jiang Qingyu’s long black hair, exerted a little force, and slowly pressed it down.

"Ugh..." With the massive object invading her mouth, Jiang Qingyu could only make indistinct sounds. Feeling the glans, the size of an infant’s fist, slowly pressing against her throat, Jiang Qingyu frowned. Finally, after a slight pause, she used Da Niu’s strength to instantly lower her head.

A goose-egg-shaped bulge suddenly appeared in her tight, warm throat, but seeing that Da Niu’s penis was still half a palm’s width away, Jiang Qingyu had no choice but to suppress the discomfort in her abdomen and painstakingly take Da Niu’s huge dragon in inch by inch until the dark pubic hair between Da Niu’s legs pressed against her delicate nose. The strong scent of the man gave her a surge of courage from somewhere, and she pressed down again. Accompanied by Da Niu’s comfortable groans and constant swallowing, Jiang Qingyu, her face flushed, finally took Da Niu’s entire penis into her mouth.

Feeling the pressure coming from all sides at the glans, Jiang Qingyu’s subconscious sucking made Da Niu feel as if he were on a cloud. Especially when he saw that noble and beautiful face being buried between his legs, Da Niu’s resentment from the pressure today finally gradually evolved into lust.