Chapter 1: First Steps onto the Lust Path

Where am I?

The young man shook his head and pushed himself upright. A fierce wave of dizziness flooded his mind, and everything before his eyes felt unfamiliar, from the scenery to himself.

His body was too heavy. The reflection in the stream showed a face that felt strangely alien, black hair and black eyes aside. Instinct told him everything here was brand-new to him.

I am...

Ding—

A light panel suddenly appeared before his eyes, yet there was no reflection in the water. It seemed only he could see it.

I am... Luo Qingyuan... Flying Blossoms, third tier—hiss—

Spirit Power Cultivation Stages

Breeze

A beginner at spirit power cultivation can only absorb spiritual energy in simple ways to strengthen the body.

Flying Blossoms

Can circulate spiritual power through the body and release it outward.

Snowmelt

Can rise into the air and ride the wind.

Hidden Moon

Can initially resonate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, draw it in, and use it to cast techniques.

Azure Vault

Born alongside heaven and earth, one with all things, already able to shake a small corner of nature.

Flowing Light

A divine immortal realm beyond all reach.

Uh... each realm has nine heavenly layers, and breaking through a major realm requires heavenly treasures as support.

"I don't know how to use this..."

Luo Qingyuan, like a newborn just taking control of his body, failed to stand steady and stumbled hard.

"Sigh."

Luo Qingyuan sat down on a large rock nearby and looked at the mud pit on the ground, brushing the dirt off his trouser leg.

What else?

Luo Qingyuan kept reading the panel. Beneath his sex and age, nineteen, were his aptitudes.

A stranger in a foreign land: luck greatly increased.

Heaven-Sent Genius: cultivation efficiency greatly increased.

Martial Shortcoming: martial arts difficulty greatly increased.

Prodigy of the Lust Path: study of depraved arts is extremely easy.

Dual-Cultivation Sacred Body: cultivation rises sharply during dual cultivation.

Dragon Body: no matter how many times he has sex, he stays rock hard.

Flower-Wrecker: easier to turn women into sex slaves, but much harder for them to truly fall for you.

"Huh?"

In that instant, Luo Qingyuan's mind flashed with the image of himself being cheated on because his sex life was pathetic, and his head started pounding again.

A powerful surge of grief and resentment filled his chest, making it feel tight. The spiritual power he let slip by accident even burst from the mud at his feet, splashing him all over.

"Sigh... I should wash up."

Only then did Luo Qingyuan notice that the ring on his finger would not come off no matter what. He was just about to swear when it vanished on its own.

"Amazing."

Since he was already here, he might as well settle down and think about how to live from now on. Finding a place to work and get by came first. As for cultivation... if the aptitudes were real, then training martial arts wouldn't improve his cultivation as efficiently as dual cultivation, would it?

Then dual-cultivate!

All month long, from the first day to the last!

But where the hell was he supposed to get an opportunity that good... Luo Qingyuan stared at the pair of shorts he had left and felt something strange, as if this place shouldn't have that on him at all.

"This is getting uncomfortable."

Luo Qingyuan looked at the bulging shorts. The old him had never had such a sturdy cock. The shorts didn't fit very well, and that thing had already started peeking out.

"Hiss—seems okay enough."

Luo Qingyuan was pretty satisfied with his cock, so he simply stripped off the shorts, dried them with spiritual power, and daydreamed about a bright future.

"Damn, why is the town so far away?"

By the time Luo Qingyuan's legs hurt from walking, he had run into all kinds of little demon beasts along the way. He had, at least, become quite skilled with his two only combat arts.

Sword Finger and Ice Spear were the weakest arts of the Flying Blossoms tier. Thanks to how little spiritual power they consumed, he might not have made it to the town gate otherwise.

During that stretch, Luo Qingyuan figured out who he was. Before arriving in this world, he had drowned himself in online games after a breakup, and somehow ended up here.

"There's a toll, huh..."

Luo Qingyuan was surprised that the ring had money inside it. This world used square coins called ling squares. The denomination was printed in the center, and the values were 1, 10, 30, 50, 100, 1,000, and 10,000.

He had paid a 1-ling-square toll and still had 1,032 left. He really needed to find a way to make money fast.

"This town is huge."

Luo Qingyuan looked around. There were people everywhere, but it didn't feel crowded.

Uh... hmm? Something's off, isn't it?

Luo Qingyuan instinctively felt this world had some very unreasonable things in it.

Built mostly from wood and stone, the buildings lined both sides of the neat stone roads. Every one of them was surprisingly tall. The signs hanging in front of the shops gave off a faint glow from each character, yet they were strangely eye-catching. The windows were made of a transparent material much like glass, and Luo Qingyuan could see the furnishings inside the shops.

The male cultivators on the road wore either fitted clothes or protective gear, but most of the female cultivators were dressed outrageously lightly. Their clothes were mostly silk and gauze, and their lower halves were almost completely uncovered. The one with a slit cut all the way up past her waist was especially outrageous; Luo Qingyuan could even see the black pubic hair beyond her sheer panties.

I can't handle this.

Luo Qingyuan swallowed hard, his hand unconsciously moving to cover his crotch. He had just taken off his underwear, and now that he was getting hard, his trousers were practically being propped up by it. It was so damn uncomfortable. Luckily no one was paying him any mind, so he just wandered stiffly through the city like that.

Luo Qingyuan walked for who knew how long before finally finding an inn and deciding to go in and rest for a while. Maybe he could even get something to eat.

"Ah—lodging... three days, then."

After all, meals were included too. This would do.

"Sixty-two."

"Okay."

"The restaurant is on the left."

The clerk took the money and pointed in a direction. Loud noises drifted out from the space beyond the curtain.

Eat first.

As soon as Luo Qingyuan entered the restaurant, he was shocked by the food on the tables. Everyone was eating huge amounts, far more than he thought he could manage.

"Your meal is ready. Enjoy."

The runner set Luo Qingyuan's food on the table the moment he sat down, then rushed right back out of the restaurant.

"Uh—"

Five steamed buns the size of fists, a dish of stir-fried vegetables, a dish of braised meat, a dish of roasted meat, and a bowl of hot wine. The plates seemed even bigger than his face.

Luo Qingyuan looked troubled. For him, that amount of food was enough for two full meals. But seeing everyone around him eating the same way, he could only steel himself and dig in.

"Sigh—still no breakthrough lately. I’ve hit a bottleneck."

"Same here. I’ve been stuck at Breeze, third tier, for a year now, and nothing is moving." The two young men at the next table looked downhearted, even their meal tasting bland.

"What about your little wife? Isn't she at Breeze, seventh tier?"

"Don’t even start. She really does have talent. She’s already at eighth tier now, and she’s only fifteen. She’s rare talent around here. I’m five years older than her and only at fifth tier. How am I supposed to hold my head up?"

"Then... why not dual-cultivate with her? You’re husband and wife as well as dao companions, aren't you? That should help your relationship too."

"You think I’m not dual-cultivating every single day? My cultivation just won’t go up..."

"I’m jealous of you, having such a cute little wife. Tsk, tsk, tsk." The younger-looking youth shook his head, bit into a steamed bun, then after a moment looked around conspiratorially before finally blurting out what he'd been holding in.

"I've got money now. Come with me to look at battle thralls. Maybe we can find a decent girl."

"You’re not looking for a battle thrall. You want a sex slave, right?"

"Cough! Keep your voice down!"

What the hell was all that?

Luo Qingyuan had barely asked himself that in his head when the panel automatically appeared before him.

Battle thralls are the combat servants of cultivators. Almost everyone contracts at least one battle thrall to strengthen their power. A battle thrall can be human, a demon beast, or even a spirit beast. For some cultivators, the bond with a battle thrall is even closer than with a dao companion.

Sex slaves, after casting a promiscuous lust art on a temporarily unconscious woman, have a very small chance of being turned into the user's sexual plaything.

It is a type of slave art, but even more restrictive: it cannot harm the master, and a sex-slave mark will form somewhere on the body depending on the master's tastes, allowing ownership to be changed.

Because the Chaotic Lust Secret Art is forbidden, very few people know about it, which makes sex slaves extremely expensive on the ordinary black market.

So he should go looking for a black market? But he had no money...

Thinking it over, Luo Qingyuan finished his meal and went upstairs to his room, where he started sorting through what he'd just heard.

The city had all kinds of job boards. He could first see which work was suitable, and prioritize solving food and shelter. After that, he really didn't want to give up on martial arts. He had to see whether he truly had no talent there. And finally, dao companions, battle thralls, and sex slaves all had to be obtained somehow. As long as he could dual-cultivate, he wouldn't need to worry about his cultivation stagnating.

But then again, ever since just now, this panel had been awfully lively. Could it really talk back?

Luo Qingyuan thought that, but the panel didn't pop up automatically. Only when he thought about the difference between the martial path and the lust path did it appear.

"Oh, so it’s like a programmed system."

The martial path is the road cultivators walk, with the goal of becoming immortal. The lust path, on the other hand, does not value martial arts at all. Lust arts are what lust-path cultivators rely on to travel the world, but their effects are halved on men and doubled on women...

"What, you can use it on men too?"

Luo Qingyuan couldn't help blurting out. Wasn't that a little perverted?

Lust arts unlocked.

Chaotic Lust Secret Art.

Words of Humiliation.

Three-Finger Peak Tease.

Pussy Peak Caress.

Jade-Hand Gather.

"No target means I can’t use it. Fine, let’s see this one." Luo Qingyuan asked for the details of the Chaotic Lust Secret Art, and a long block of text appeared at once.

Chaotic Lust Secret Art

Can't be used on opposite-sex targets whose cultivation gap is too large. The difference can be at most five tiers. If a woman's aptitudes include any of the following, the success rate rises sharply.

Fallen Lust Woman: unable to resist sex.

Seductive Bone, Lingering Fragrance: superior looks and figure, every movement like she's inviting men to pin her down, and she gives off an intense seductive scent.

Peerless Beauty: top-tier looks and an outstanding body, capable of subduing most princes and noble heirs.

Ice Skin, Jade Bones: skin white as snow, a cold and stunning face, with an otherworldly air.

Innate Lust Furnace: born to be a dual-cultivation cauldron, with a filthy body made for it.

Innate Desire Slave: born to be a man's toy, with excellent looks and body, and can still be refined to perfection under a flood of semen.

Innate Lust Flesh Doll: far more sensitive than normal people and extremely easy to make come.

Anyone can easily rape her.

Lover's Betrayal: easily suffers betrayal from a partner.

Servile Nature: does not resist having a master, and may even enjoy it.

Seed-Bathing Wish: hopes to have her whole body bathed in men's semen.

Dual-Cultivation Lust Vessel: dual-cultivation efficiency doubled.

Possessing Famed Erotic Parts: the body carries one or more of the world's fourteen famed erotic configurations, namely: Mouth - Honeyed Lips of Spring, Lingering Sandalwood Fragrance

Breasts - Snow Peaks and Hidden Valleys, Pink Peaches Beaded with Pearls

Pussy - Dragon Siphon, Layered Peaks and Ridges, Drizzling Pearls in the Rain, Jade Pot Spring Rain, Young Furnace Melting Snow, Morning Dew Wet Sprouts, Frost-Sky Wave Layers Back passage - Phoenix Stream, Winding Path

Feet - Sky-Viewing Path

"Oh... so the prettier she is, the easier she is to take as a sex slave. Fine..." But where would he ever get a beauty like that for himself?

Luo Qingyuan thought about it and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"Then I'll just steal everyone else's partner! Hiss... won't I get hunted down? Hmm... whatever!" Luo Qingyuan decided to find a beauty and try it first, but finding one was far from easy. He wandered out until dark, and all he managed to find was a job: a guard at a brothel.

The brothel owner, hearing that he was at Flying Blossoms, third tier, immediately offered him high pay and lodging, and even gave him free access to the beauties.

What a gift from heaven! Wasn't this giving me a chance to dual-cultivate for free?

Luo Qingyuan changed into a reasonably well-fitting set of fitted clothes and looked at himself in the mirror. His face was fairly handsome, though still a little immature, after all, he was only nineteen.

Outside, night had fallen, and the brothel's busy hours had begun.

Not just the customers, even the prostitutes looked at Luo Qingyuan in surprise. He looked young, yet he had taken a guard's job.

"Little brother, are you really here to work as a guard?"

A refined prostitute who looked only a few years older than Luo Qingyuan walked over gracefully. Through her trailing gauze skirt, one could see her well-proportioned body and a pair of breasts that could almost be cupped in one hand, while the jade shaft beneath her sheer panties was buried in her cunt.

She's so damn slutty...

Luo Qingyuan stared until his eyes went straight. His cock immediately snapped to attention, and he would have given anything for that jade shaft to be his own.

"Aha, little brother, you've got yourself a fine spear there."

"Sister's got a beautiful body too."

"Hehe~ Little brother sure knows how to talk."

"How old are you, little brother?"

Another beauty in a gauzy dress came over. Her snow-white breasts were draped with a pair of blood-red tassels, and they swayed with every step she took. Her toes were blurred by the sheer fabric, making her even more alluring, and the full curve of her thighs left Luo Qingyuan unbearably hard.

"Nineteen."

"What, too scared to look at sister?"

I'm dead, I'm dead!

Luo Qingyuan didn't dare look any more. Even with fragrant breaths brushing his ear and soft flesh pressing against him, he kept telling his little brother to stay calm with all his might.

"Am I really that lacking in charm?"

A slender hand skillfully reached toward Luo Qingyuan's lower half, but he hurriedly dodged it.

Not happening, sister. That was too dangerous.

For some reason, whenever Luo Qingyuan tried to probe the beauty in front of him, a panel would appear with her information, and one line was crystal clear: Active sexually transmitted infection.

"No, no, sister, you're beautiful, but I have principles."

"Is that so? Then if you feel like it, come find sister anytime~ Sister is~ very~ very~ good~ at~ it~" The beauty stuck out her tongue and smiled seductively, twisting her hips as she walked away.

"Hey—"

"Huh?"

Luo Qingyuan felt something tap his back. Turning around, he saw a petite, lively girl with wine-red hair wearing a short qipao, idly hooking one glossy black-stockinged jade foot around her high heel as she looked at him lazily.

"You’re at Flying Blossoms, third tier?"

"How did you know?"

"The owner just told us to treat you well, brat. Don’t look at me like that. I’m different from the other prostitutes; I sell my art, not my body." The girl pouted. Since the other prostitutes nearby had already been wrapped up by clients, she dared to frown so openly in disgust.

"Oh, my name is Luo Qingyuan. Just call me if you need anything."

"Mo Huali."

Mo Huali pointed at herself and yawned.

"By the way, are you really nineteen?"

"Ah, yes. I was born in January."

Luo Qingyuan was honest to a fault, afraid that if he didn't recite exactly what his panel said, something would go wrong later.

"Tsk."

"What is it?"

Mo Huali clicked her tongue and snorted through her nose.

"Born at the end of the year, younger than you!"

"You don't look small either."

Luo Qingyuan frowned at the proud swell of her chest and looked seriously into Mo Huali's dark eyes.

"Pervert!"

"No, this is pretty normal in a brothel, isn't it?"

"Thinking about that kind of thing at your age..."

"You’re not exactly doing too well yourself, are you?"

"You! You’re actually that big... no! Mind your own business!"

Mo Huali puffed up in anger and ran upstairs clattering in her high heels. Her hair brushed past Luo Qingyuan's nose, its fresh scent lingering, and the way that little ass swayed made him even harder.

Even though she was looking at my cock too, geez... but her information is interesting.

Mo Huali’s aptitudes were clearly listed as Seductive Bone, Lingering Fragrance and Innate Desire Slave. That gave Luo Qingyuan a bold idea.

"I ran into one this easily? Then I have to try!"

That was what he thought, but finding the chance was still too hard. He had thought this would be a lazy post, but trouble came that very night.

Just after Luo Qingyuan helped the prostitutes carry clothes in the back courtyard, he heard a burst of angry cursing from upstairs. From the sound of it, the visitors were trouble. The prostitutes crowded around Luo Qingyuan and hurried him upstairs.

The moment Luo Qingyuan saw the richly dressed man standing in the room, the doubts in his heart were answered.

Why was he the only guard in the brothel? Why did the guards keep changing? Why was the owner so attentive to him? So that was it. Nobles kept coming to make trouble, and everyone ran before they could get burned.

What a pain.

Luo Qingyuan steeled himself and walked inside, and when he saw Mo Huali sitting sideways on the floor, with a bright red handprint on her face and the hem of her qipao flipped up to reveal black sheer panties that were practically the same as wearing nothing, he knew roughly what had happened.

"In a brothel, men should be satisfied! Sluts like you who put on airs need to be properly trained!"

"Sir, our Huali doesn’t sell herself. Please understand." Luo Qingyuan slid forward, caught the man's swinging hand, and clamped down on his wrist. To his surprise, the other man couldn't break free from his grip.

"Where did this brat come from? Let go of me, you little punk!"

The man said that, but he couldn't move his hand at all.

What kind of strength was this kid using? He couldn't pull free at all!

"If I let go, won't you just hit people? How could I let go? Please calm down." The prostitutes crowded around the doorway to watch the commotion, and only one hurried over and crouched beside Mo Huali.

"Does it still hurt?"

Mo Huali shook her head and tugged at her qipao to cover her triangle.

"I’m sorry, my little sister doesn’t sell herself. If it’s possible, this humble one would be willing to serve you in her place, young master."

"Sister!"

"Fine, fine. Aren’t you going to let go yet? Even the headliner said that, so I have to give her face." Luo Qingyuan had no choice but to let go and watched that tight-waisted, full-hipped beauty lead the man off to another room.

They do look a bit alike.

Luo Qingyuan thought that to himself. The other prostitutes, seeing the matter settled, returned to their posts.

"Who was that man just now?"

"You don't know?"

Mo Huali widened her eyes, but she couldn't find a shred of pretense on Luo Qingyuan's face.

"I really don't know where you came from, idiot."

"I came from somewhere else."

"No wonder you don't even know Young Master Qiu."

Mo Huali sighed and picked up her high heel, which Young Master Qiu had kicked away, setting it back in place before sitting down on the bed.

"His father is a cultivator at Flying Blossoms, second tier, and in this town he’s already one of the very top people—"

"Flying Blossoms, second tier is top-tier?"

"Yeah. Even all the nearby towns combined don't have many cultivators at the Flying Blossoms level. Of course he can act however he pleases."

"Then I’m actually pretty impressive, huh?"

"That’s why I can't understand at all why you came here to be a little guard. The owner is practically dying to flatter you so he can expand the brothel."

"No wonder..."

The owner really was fawning over him.

"Ah—"

There was more noise outside, and Mo Huali hurriedly pushed Luo Qingyuan out.

"Back to work, back to work."

Luo Qingyuan ran downstairs, and after a full five hours of work, the brothel finally closed for the night.

"This was much easier than the trip here this morning."

Luo Qingyuan sighed at that. When there was nothing to do, he could still chat with the idle courtesans and pass the time.

During that time, he also learned that the sister of the woman who had come to rescue the situation, Mo Huaxuan, was now the brothel's top courtesan. Every day she had to entertain four or five elite patrons. At only eighteen, she had already tasted hundreds of cocks and, in just two years, made her name in several towns. And apparently Mo Huaxuan herself was cultivated to the Breeze Fifth Heaven.

“All right, all right, all you girls, come here.”

The madam called all the courtesans to the brightly lit back courtyard. Whatever was said here would never leak outside. Beyond this was the area where the courtesans slept.

“This one here, Luo Qingyuan, has deigned to come here as a guard. He’s at Flying Flowers Third Heaven. You girls get along with him and serve him well.” The madam said this, patted Luo Qingyuan on the shoulder, and then reminded him.

“If you want to have fun with any girl, just go ahead and make your move. If he wants to cum inside you, none of you are allowed to refuse! Do you hear me?”

“Yes!”

“Hey! And those of you who perform for a living, if the young man wants to enjoy himself with you, you have no right to refuse either. Understood?” Several of the courtesans nodded unwillingly, including Mo Huali.

“Come this way, please.”

The madam took Luo Qingyuan to his quarters, a room that looked richly decorated, and gave him a sheet with the names of all the courtesans written on it.

“Who do you want to have in bed tonight?”

“Uh, ah, Huali is fine.”

“She doesn't know how to do anything, so she won't serve you well. How about changing to someone else?”

“It’s fine, just her.”

The madam rested her chin in her hand and thought for a long while before finally sitting down beside Luo Qingyuan with a serious expression.

“All right. Looks like young men like to train their own woman. I’ll call her over first, and you two can take your time playing.” The madam left with a cheerful laugh and shut the door. Her slender body stretched into a long shadow under the moonlight.

“What a strange kid. Could it be that a master wouldn't look at a courtesan who'd already been bedded by others? I don't really get it.” The madam muttered to herself as she walked to the Mo sisters’ room. She pushed the door open without the slightest hesitation. Mo Huaxuan was applying medicine to Mo Huali. Even though the wound on her face was no longer visible, she was still meticulous down to the last detail.

“Mo Huali, today the young man specifically asked for you to accompany him. Looks like he really likes you, so you had better perform well for me.”

“Madam!”

Mo Huaxuan was about to say something, but the madam raised a hand to stop her, her eyes unfriendly.

“You need to understand that the two of you were sold here. What I say is absolute! We finally got ourselves such a promising young man, and you don't think you're going to curry favor with him? Go!”

“It's okay, sister.”

Mo Huali bit her lip and gave her sister a reassuring look. The door shut again, and Mo Huaxuan collapsed helplessly over the table, her eyes red.

“You were looking for me.”

“Yes. Why are you dressed like that?”

Luo Qingyuan looked up and realized that the Mo Huali walking in was no longer wearing the short qipao she had on before. Her upper body was bare, her snow-white skin faintly flushed red, and two blood-drop seals clung to her full, proud breasts. Her lower body was penetrated by a jade rod, the sheer panties propping it up, while her long, slender legs were still bound in black stockings, the fabric carving tempting hollows at her thighs.

As soon as the door closed, a seductive fragrance rose inside the room, making Luo Qingyuan's cock twitch in urgency.

“Didn't you say you wanted me in bed..."

“No... it's just that we chatted more, so I figured we were kind of familiar. That's why I called for you. The madam insisted I pick someone to sleep with, and I couldn't think of anyone else.” Luo Qingyuan's words were half true and half false. He really did want to call for Mo Huali, but saying he didn't want to was a lie. After all, he was aiming for a perfect dao companion, so he had to say something pretty.

“Then what was all that supposed to mean?”

Mo Huali's eyes grew misty. As if deeply wronged, she covered her breasts and crouched on the floor. At the moment, every step she took made the jade rod rub against her and made her want to let out low, wanton moans.

The jade rod the madam had prepared for her was really a little too big.

“Uh, then... I was just about to take a bath, so why don't you come with me?”

“Oh...”

Luo Qingyuan discovered that this world had a very strange inconsistency. Even though the setting was ancient, there were modern things mixed in everywhere. The bathroom in the back, both in design and in equipment, was full of modern touches, and there were even things he couldn't make sense of.

“What is this?”

Luo Qingyuan pointed at the box behind the squat toilet in the small room and asked Mo Huali about it.

“That's a magic tool. Press this, and all the filth you expel from your body will disappear inside this toilet.”

“That advanced?”

“You've never used one?”

“No.”

Seriously, your world's technology tree has a problem, doesn't it?

Luo Qingyuan pointed at another box, this time the one on the big wooden tub.

“Press this and hot water comes out. Press it again, and the hot water disappears.”

“Then where does the water go?”

“I don't know.”

Mo Huali didn't understand it either, but she knew how to use it.

“Let's bathe.”

“Okay.”

Luo Qingyuan submerged himself in the hot water and let out a long breath. A soothing sensation spread through his limbs.

“You're going to bathe wearing that?”

“The madam said that if I wear this, men will get excited... I forgot to take it off.” Mo Huali stripped off everything she had on and climbed into the tub naked with him, sitting down in front of Luo Qingyuan. Whoever designed this tub had made it just right, with a chair-like section that let a person sit upright.

“And in the end, you're still touching me.”

“No, your tits are so big that not touching them would be a waste.” Luo Qingyuan showed no restraint at all. One hand gripped each breast while he pinched her nipples, and his own cock rested against the crease of her plump ass, occasionally giving it a light pat.

“Men are always like this, all mouth and no action, wanting to fuck the moment they see a woman's full body.”

“So you know your own figure is good?”

“For now, I do have that self-awareness.”

“Then... does it feel good?”

Mo Huali fell silent for a while, almost unable to hold back the joy in her throat.

“It... it feels good...”

“Good. As long as you feel good too.”

Damn, these hands really are something. I feel like this girl is about to start gasping.

“Mm~ haa——”

As it turned out, Luo Qingyuan's lewd technique was extremely effective. Mo Huali was already glassy-eyed, leaning her soft body against Luo Qingyuan's chest.

“If you like, we can bathe together like this every day.”

“Mm——”

I can't take it anymore. I really want to stick it in.

Luo Qingyuan kept teasing her, and it was becoming uncomfortable for him too. So he turned Mo Huali around and made her straddle him, then sealed her lips with his mouth. Every pulse of his cock lightly brushed her cunt, making her lose herself completely.

Luo Qingyuan's hands cupped Mo Huali's rounded ass and kneaded it counterclockwise.

“Mmnh... hn——mm... haa...”

In just two minutes, Luo Qingyuan realized that Mo Huali seemed to have already climaxed once. Her pretty pussy seemed to have pushed out a little moisture.

It was time to put it in!

Luo Qingyuan kept kissing her, and his relentless deep kisses made the inexperienced girl sink helplessly into them. He gripped his own cock, lined it up with that soft little slit, and slowly thrust in.

“Mm——ah~”

A soul-devouring, bone-melting erotic breath sprayed onto Luo Qingyuan's face. As the whole length of his cock vanished into her wet tunnel and pressed against her core, Mo Huali reached the peak of pleasure once again. Her tongue went slack as she weakly draped herself over his shoulder.

Already climaxing twice this fast? No wonder she's a natural-born sex slave. Let's test it. Looks like she doesn't even have the strength to resist.

Rampant Lust Secret Art.

A strange surge of spiritual power flowed out from Luo Qingyuan's palm and spread through every limb and bone of Mo Huali's body from the breasts pressed against her. Luo Qingyuan didn't forget to drive his hips either. His thick cock savored the embrace and kiss of the tight wet slit. The first twenty thrusts were gentle and slow, then gradually sped up after that, each one driving straight into her core. Mo Huali's sweet, breathy cries at this moment were more wanton and seductive than any courtesan Luo Qingyuan had heard that day, and he couldn't help but pound into her harder and harder.

“Ugh, mm-mmm... haa...”

“I'll cum all over you!”

“Eee~ mm-mm-mm oooohhh...”

Thick jets of semen all shot into Mo Huali's virgin pussy, driving her into a full one-and-a-half-minute climax, unable to stop trembling.

Look at that, it worked! Too smoothly!

On Mo Huali's status window, one more identity had appeared - Luo Qingyuan's sex slave. Her cultivation had even risen from Breeze Third Heaven to Breeze Fourth Heaven.

Luo Qingyuan glanced at Mo Huali's lower abdomen. Sure enough, just as he had hoped, there was now a palm-sized imprint there in the shape of the lust mark he remembered, with four words at the top: Master, please use me.

“Not bad at all.”

Satisfied, Luo Qingyuan pushed once more against Mo Huali's core. Hearing her obscene, breathy moans, he couldn't help but sigh.

“Ah, she's passed out. That's going to be a problem.”

Luo Qingyuan was supposed to be the one being served, but now he was the one fucking Mo Huali while carrying her out of the bathtub. He dried the water droplets on her body with a towel, then gathered spiritual energy in his hand and used it to dry her wine-red straight hair. He found her blood-drop seal, pressed it over her dried pussy, and, since he didn't want semen leaking out, tucked her into the blankets.

“What a hassle.”

After tidying everything up, Luo Qingyuan found a brush that looked like a toothbrush, only there was no toothpaste, and beside it was a tissue that was far too modern. For an instant he felt intensely dazed. Only after washing up did he climb into bed with her.

“Good night, my little sex slave.”

Luo Qingyuan kissed her pink lips first, then her two nipple buds, and finally held her close, pressing his steel spear beneath the blood-drop seal and trapping Mo Huali's legs around him. Only then did he recall everything that had happened that day. It had shocked him too much, and he spent another half hour thinking it over before finally falling into a deep sleep.

“Mm... huh?”

When Mo Huali woke, she found herself lying naked in Luo Qingyuan's arms. The cock between her thighs was still rock hard and kept lightly brushing her pretty pussy, as if saying good morning.

“What’s wrong?”

Luo Qingyuan was woken by her voice. He loosened the hand gripping her ass and rubbed his eyes.

“What’s wrong? How am I lying here!”

Mo Huali tried to break free from Luo Qingyuan's arms, only to realize it was completely pointless.

“You were going along with me all the way until last night, and now you've forgotten already?”

“What do you mean, going along! I, I...”

Mo Huali suddenly remembered what had happened, and her cheeks flushed bright red.

“Look at your lower abdomen.”

“W-what is this?”

Mo Huali quickly sat up, and her full breasts bounced in front of Luo Qingyuan's eyes, making him want to press her back down and take his frustration out on her again.

“This is the symbol of a sex slave. You're already my little sex slave.”

“You! I! Ugh...”

“Don't cry. I won't be bad to you. I really like you.” Mo Huali only knew how to cry. She understood what a sex slave was, and she also understood that for the rest of her life she would be gasping and moaning beneath Luo Qingyuan's hips.

Luo Qingyuan turned her body around, kissed her on the lips, and his cock also kissed her pretty pussy.

“How about this: I'll ask the madam whether she can give you to me. I think you were sold here too, right?” Mo Huali gave no response. Luo Qingyuan had no choice but to let her keep sobbing, dazed and hollow-eyed on the bed, while he got up to get dressed. Just then a voice came from outside the door.

“Little Brother Luo, are you satisfied with Huali?”

The madam's ingratiating voice rang out, and Luo Qingyuan heard it and asked in return.

“I like her very much. Could the madam be generous and give her to me?”

“That's wonderful! That money-losing wretch gives me headaches every single day. I can't stand her anymore! If you like her, you can take two more too. We've got a hundred-odd girls here; losing a few won't matter.”

“All right.”

“Come out and eat in a bit, all right? Little brother, we don't start business until after three in the afternoon, so you've still got six hours to rest!”

“Got it, Madam—”

Luo Qingyuan turned around and saw that Mo Huali was crying even harder. He didn't know what to do for a moment and could only rush back to the bed to hold her.

“I... I'm not worthless... I'm not useless...”

“All right, all right, our Huali is the best. You're the best girl in the whole world.” No, how do you even comfort a girl? I really don't know.

Luo Qingyuan's brain raced. The more she cried, the more panicked he got. It took about seven or eight minutes before she finally stopped.

“Master, from now on Huali will be your sex slave, your toy beneath your crotch, mwah~”

Mo Huali knelt down in front of Luo Qingyuan, pressed her forehead to the bed, and after a moment lifted her head to place a light kiss on his cock. Gone was the playful liveliness she had had before.

After the Rampant Lust Secret Art succeeded, once a sex slave understood her own status, if she accepted it, she would offer loyalty to the master's cock. Looking at it now, it had been completely successful.

But I really want her to go back to how she was yesterday. Seeing her like this is just too heartbreaking.

Luo Qingyuan thought that, but he didn't know what to do. His stomach was also growling with hunger.

“I'll go find you a set of clothes first, and then we'll go out to eat.”

“No need, Master. A sex slave should look like a sex slave. I'll go out dressed like this.” Mo Huali said calmly. She naturally pressed the two blood-drop seals back into place. The one that had been stained with semen was just washed and wiped clean before being put back on her chest. She put on the sheer panties that held up the jade rod, and the black stockings once again tightened around her flesh as she stood beside Luo Qingyuan in her high heels.

“Then... let's go.”

As soon as they stepped out of the room, the courtesans who saw them were all stunned.

“Huali, you!”

From a distance, Mo Huaxuan saw her younger sister and hurriedly ran over to her. After stopping in front of them, she looked Mo Huali over with a face that looked ready to cry, then turned to Luo Qingyuan.

“Please, if I can replace my sister, then let me do it!”

“Sister, I'm no longer part of the brothel. From now on, I am also Master's sex slave, and I will stay by his side forever.”

“Ahhh!”

Mo Huaxuan covered her mouth. Only then did she notice the palm-sized lust mark on Mo Huali's lower abdomen, and she nearly fainted from the sight.

“Being chosen by the little brother is her good fortune. You just don't understand!” The madam shook a finger and looked at Mo Huaxuan with disdain, then rather fawningly pulled out a chair for Luo Qingyuan to sit in and had the courtesans bring out the food.

“Little brother, there's still something I'd like to ask of you.”

Luo Qingyuan took the contract of sale from the madam and had a rough idea of what was going on.

“You're afraid their enemies might come looking for them, right?”

“Yes! Yes! These newly arrived girls do have a bit of background, but they came here of their own free will to work. Don't worry, it'll only be a few Breeze Realm cultivators who show up.” The madam patted her chest and promised him.

“Got it. Then we'll wait for them to come.”

“Good! Eat! Haha, eat!”

“Aren't you eating with us?”

Luo Qingyuan looked at how all the courtesans had already taken their seats, while Mo Huali was still standing beside him, and he found it odd.

“You don't understand, little brother. Sex slaves aren't allowed to sit at the table and eat.” The madam had also noticed Mo Huali's change and felt even more admiration for this little brother who could use the Rampant Lust Secret Art.

“Who cares about all that? Hey, eat with us!”

“Ahhh!”

Luo Qingyuan wrapped an arm around the slender waist of the startled Mo Huali and pulled her straight into his lap.

“What do you want to eat? I'll pick it up for you.”

“Isn't that a bit inappropriate?”

The madam was a little dazed at this point too. She asked Luo Qingyuan, who was seated off to the side.

“What’s inappropriate about it? My precious sex slave has to be properly cared for. Want this? I think that one looks tastier.” Luo Qingyuan talked to himself while sharing a set of utensils with Mo Huali and feeding her.

“Mm, everything is tasty...”

Mo Huali wiped at her eyes, as if wavering a little.

“You have to eat until you're full if you want the strength to live. Eat more. You're still growing, so you can't skimp on nutrition.”

“Master, you eat first...”

“Hey, that's only because I was afraid you wouldn't eat if I didn't keep an eye on you...”

The madam watched Luo Qingyuan and Mo Huali and privately sighed that geniuses really were different from everyone else.