Chapter 10: Homecoming

The scenery outside the window streamed past in a blur, sky and earth blending into one, with snowflakes filling the air. The new year was almost here as well. Inside the slave carriage, spring warmth lingered everywhere, thick with life.

"Old woman, move over a little! It's too hot in here!"

"As if I wanted to sit next to you! You little brat! You're driving me crazy!" It had been nearly ten days since they left the Liling Beauty Garden, and they were only half a morning's ride from the Exiled Moon Palace. The Fifth Hall Master and Fan Xian had almost warmly seen Luo Qingyuan off, and after having the two immortal courtesans impregnated in one go, they already considered it the greatest help they could ask for. They even felt that as long as all twelve immortal courtesans yielded beneath Luo Qingyuan's hips, every single one of them could end up pregnant.

In reality, Luo Qingyuan had only impregnated the Breast-Licking Courtesan and the Cock-Licking Courtesan. The Tender Feet Courtesan had only come along because she insisted on leaving with Luo Qingyuan, and the Fifth Hall Master had falsified the report to the palace master, claiming that Luo Qingyuan had impregnated all three immortal courtesans.

When the palace master heard that, he thought that was wonderful and waved a hand to send them all away, which was how the Tender Feet Courtesan got onto the slave carriage.

Just like with the Breast-Licking Courtesan, after Luo Qingyuan became her master, the same appeared on her lower abdomen, while the words beneath their collarbones were different for each of them.

The Cock-Licking Courtesan, formerly the Immortal Maiden Ling Qinghuan, was now nothing more than a "cock-licking bitch." Her mouth was filthy, but Luo Qingyuan liked her that way. She was especially fun to bully.

The Tender Feet Courtesan, formerly known as Lingluo Fan, was skilled at dancing, so Luo Qingyuan didn't change her title. He gave her the name "Tender Feet Bitch." For some reason, her loyalty to him was extremely high, which he found rather strange, but who wouldn't like a blonde, big-breasted bitch?

"Bitches should get along properly," said Liu Wenyin very seriously to Ling Qinghuan and Shui Huanhuan behind her.

"You! Why are you acting like the lady of the house!"

"You're bitches, pets, and Hua Li-jie and I are the master's little sluts. We're different. We're a cut above you."

"This young lady is going to fight you!"

Shui Huanhuan flew into a rage and puckered her lips, ready to rush toward the driver's seat in front, only to be pulled back by Ji Lingluo, who was smiling faintly at the corner of her mouth.

"Mmm~ Get along well, little bitch sister~"

"Hmph! Old woman number two!"

Shui Huanhuan folded her arms and turned back to her seat, only to be immediately pinched hard on the nipples by the pressing assault of Ji Lingluo, who began to rub them fiercely.

"What are you doing! Old woman number two! It hurts!"

"Sister is not even three hundred years older than you! I'm very young!"

"That's basically the same as- ah~ Sister~ Let me go, don't do that there~"

"Qinghuan! Hold her down!"

"I'll definitely make this filthy brat cum fast!"

The three bitches fought into a mess, and all of them were still wearing the special garments used by courtesans. Before long, the only thing left of them were their torn black stockings.

"They're really something, aren't they?"

"They're so energetic every day," Mo Huali said with feeling. She had begged Luo Qingyuan and, before leaving, obtained the courtesan-exclusive clothing: a sheer chest-baring silk dress, transparent black or white stockings, as well as spirit-powered nipple rings and nipple pendants, plus clit ornaments. Mo Huali wanted both colors of stockings, just so Luo Qingyuan wouldn't get bored of her.

"I wonder what the senior sisters would say if they saw this carriage full of slut slaves..." Luo Qingyuan's cock, warming her womb opening, twitched in fright just thinking about it.

"Are the sisters all like Sister Yinmeng?"

"Uh... in a sense, pretty much."

"I see..."

Mo Huali was also a little uneasy. What if they didn't like her?

"Don't worry. They won't dislike you."

"Huh? Can the master read minds?"

"Not at all."

Luo Qingyuan patted Xia Xiaoxun's ass. After boarding the carriage, he had thought of a new way to play. Luo Qingyuan called her the Breasty Bitch, and she immediately obeyed, dropping to all fours and kneeling on the floor, pushing up her full hips to support Luo Qingyuan as a human seat. With her own considerable cultivation, she could carry the two of them without any pressure at all.

"Switch out the jade cock, Breasty Bitch."

"Yes, Master."

Xia Xiaoxun only replied; she didn't do anything else. Luo Qingyuan pulled the jade shaft out of her wet hole and inserted it into Mo Huali's sex, replacing his own root.

"Master isn't going to keep it in the slut's hole?"

"If I don't switch things up, junior sister's going to turn into a pufferfish."

"Mm."

Mo Huali pecked Luo Qingyuan's lips and obediently moved to the empty seat.

"Sister Xiaoxun, you can get up now."

"Breasty Bitch, get up and sit over there."

"Yes, Master."

"She still only listens to the master's orders."

"There's nothing I can do about that."

Luo Qingyuan scratched his head. It seemed that apart from Luo Qingyuan's commands, nothing else had any effect on Xia Xiaoxun.

"Ohhh- mm~"

"You're way too wet, aren't you?"

Luo Qingyuan's thrust went in without the slightest resistance, and Liu Wenyin took the opportunity to squeeze closer into his arms.

"It's because I want Master's cock inside my slut hole so badly. My womb is craving Master."

"Drive properly. We're almost there, right?"

"Mm. About an hour."

"Then fine. I'll keep it inside you until then."

"Can Master bump my womb a few times? It's so itchy..."

"Just a few times."

"Mn~"

Just a few thrusts were enough to draw out Liu Wenyin's lovely gasps. Nourished by his semen, she became even more seductive and alluring. Compared to when they had reunited, her ass was at least one size larger, and the feedback from fucking her was even more satisfying.

"If Master wants babies, I can bear them for you."

"No. At least not you and Huali. It would be too painful. I also got a method from the Spring Sex Hall for impregnating the bitches. Once they're pregnant, they can just abort it. There's no need to have children. I'm only saying it."

"Then I'll listen to Master."

"Does that make it even more motivated?"

"Mm~"

Luo Qingyuan's new lewd technique, the Breast-Stroking Hand, only required him to grasp a woman's breasts, and she would quickly become aroused right up to orgasm. Just using it like that seemed to make the slave carriage move even faster.

"M-Master~~~~ You~~~~ manage them! This young lady doesn't want to cum anymore~~~~~~"

"You filthy slut! Your body is still this sensitive? Sister only pinched you a few times and you already came?"

"Within an hour I'm going to make this filthy brat cum ten times!"

"Qinghuan, aren't you going a little too far?"

"I don't care! Hey! You're pinching me back with your hands now! Thinking of fighting back, are you? Mm~" Shui Huanhuan's fingers happened to slip into Ling Qinghuan's pussy, and she fought back with all her strength, mounting a desperate counterattack.

"Heh~ Old woman mm~ You're sensitive too! Bow down, bow down beneath this young lady's fingers, ahhhhh—"

That didn't seem very proper...

Luo Qingyuan looked at the naked bodies piled up behind him and was momentarily speechless. The three bitches had fingered each other into repeated orgasms until they fainted, and by now they had already reached the edge of the Exiled Moon Palace's illusion barrier. Just ten more meters forward, and they would step into the palace's territory.

"We're getting off. Wake up."

"Ugh... damn... I'm exhausted..."

Shui Huanhuan struggled to her feet, her whole body limp and soft. Even sitting upright took quite a bit of effort.

"That brat's hand skills are way too good..."

Ling Qinghuan clicked her tongue in frustration. Shui Huanhuan's fingers had pressed precisely onto her sensitive spot and fingered her to climax before long.

"Really... Qinghuan, you were messing around and got me soaked too."

"No wonder I said that place wasn't that tight- hey!"

"So this mouth is the one spreading rumors, is it? Huh?"

Ji Lingluo pinched Ling Qinghuan's cheek and dragged it hard to the side, making her cry out in pain.

"Stop, stop, stop! It hurts!"

"You really are full of energy."

Luo Qingyuan urged the bitches to put on their clothes. Just as he turned his head, Liu Wenyin had already driven the carriage straight into the Exiled Moon Palace's territory. No gate disciple stopped them at all, and they came to a halt directly in front of Tingxing Courtyard.

They were back.

Looking at the familiar scenery outside the window, Luo Qingyuan saw flowers, trees, carved railings, and jade steps, everything exactly as it had been when he left. At the gate, the silver-haired girl who had been watering flowers with a kettle saw the carriage, stopped her daily task, and smiled as she waited for the passengers to get down.

"Fourth Senior Sister, we're back."

"We?"

Yun Yiyue tilted her head. A trace of confusion appeared on her dewy, lotus-like face, and when she saw Luo Qingyuan step down after them, her expression blossomed into a warm smile.

"Yiyue-jiejie, what are you doing?"

"I just wanted to hug you."

Yun Yiyue blinked her crimson eyes, smiling. Beneath her thin dress, those snow-white giants that seemed ready to burst forth pressed tightly against Luo Qingyuan's body. If it were any man other than Luo Qingyuan, he would have been completely undone by it, but Luo Qingyuan wasn't.

"Who's behind you?"

Yun Yiyue's gaze changed at once, sweeping over the bitches in turn before stopping on Mo Huali, who was hurriedly bowing.

"The master's new slut slave."

"Ahhh—"

Yun Yiyue looked at Luo Qingyuan with deep meaning. Usually so composed, she now pressed intimately against his ear and cheek.

"Since there are already so many, then~ one more sister shouldn't be a problem, right~"

"Cough! Let's go inside first."

"Mm, let me top up on some long-missed energy first..."

Yun Yiyue ignored everyone else entirely. She rose onto her toes and pressed her pink lips to Luo Qingyuan's, then calmly withdrew a step.

"Please follow me, everyone."

"Why are you so nervous, you brat?"

"Nonsense! This young lady... this young lady is not nervous at all!"

Shui Huanhuan swallowed hard, still unable to shake off the goosebumps on her skin.

That sister was beautiful, but scary too! She needed to stay far away from her! Her eyes felt dangerous!

"Hmph~ Stubborn as ever. Still, this place is done rather well. It's almost as good as the residence I had back in the day." Ling Qinghuan was still wearing her hair loose when she got off the carriage, but once she stepped down, she immediately pinned it up, so fast that Ji Lingluo could only stare in amazement.

"Every time I look, I feel like your movements are absurdly fast."

"Is that so? No matter where you are, you have to maintain appearances. It becomes habit after a while." Mm... the spiritual energy here is too abundant, isn't it?

Ji Lingluo felt spiritual power all around her body, and there was even a faint sense that the cultivation she had lost might be recovered.

"Thud-"

Xia Xiaoxun got off the carriage steadily and quietly followed behind Luo Qingyuan. The sway of the nipple pendants made her especially eye-catching.

"Everyone isn't all here today, right?"

"I've already notified them," Yun Yiyue said, showing Luo Qingyuan the transmission jade slip in her hand, a smile curling at her lips.

"Good..."

Just as Luo Qingyuan stepped into the entrance of the main hall, he felt a chill on his back and instantly sidestepped Tang Yinmeng's embrace.

"Waaah- you don't love me anymore-"

Tang Yinmeng pouted. She couldn't squeeze out even a single tear no matter how hard she tried, and her full breasts looked ready to pop out from the low neckline of her clothes at any moment.

"N-no, no... you... do whatever you want."

"Mm~"

Tang Yinmeng spread her arms and hugged Luo Qingyuan tightly, her little mouth restlessly kissing his all over.

"Ah~"

"Sister Yinmeng..."

When Tang Yinmeng saw Mo Huali, she shifted targets after kissing Luo Qingyuan to satisfaction and hugged Mo Huali, planting several kisses on her cheeks.

"Who's behind you?"

"The master's slut slave."

Liu Wenyin stepped forward first, pointing at Mo Huali, then at herself, and finally sweeping her hand across the bitches behind them.

"Us, the master's little sluts, and them, the master's bitches. We're toys."

"Ah~ one, two, three, four... so many..."

Tang Yinmeng narrowed her eyes, letting her gaze sweep back and forth over the bitches.

Dangerous! This woman was even more dangerous!

Shui Huanhuan shrank straight behind Xia Xiaoxun, trembling.

"Hehe~ They've all got pretty good tits and ass~ Xiao Yuan has good taste~ But why do they all have such a mature-air smell to them?"

"Hey! Who are you calling old?"

Ling Qinghuan flew into a rage, hands on hips as she strode up to Tang Yinmeng, her beautiful breasts trembling.

"You... all of you seem like it, though..."

Tang Yinmeng frowned, saying it with genuine confusion.

"Third Senior Sister... these three are all immortal courtesans from the Spring Sex Hall, so they're all our elders..." Yan Ruoyan approached gracefully carrying a tea set, her mist-blue hair pinned with the silver hair ornament Luo Qingyuan had given her. Beneath the translucent skirt, her slender jade legs were smooth and flawless, with not a trace of excess flesh.

"I'll help you."

Luo Qingyuan stepped forward, took the tray from Yan Ruoyan's hands, and set it down steadily on the table.

"Thank you."

Yan Ruoyan rose onto her toes and kissed Luo Qingyuan, her face instantly turning crimson. She sat down obediently on the chair like a little rabbit.

Oh wow! What a depraved sect!

Shui Huanhuan clicked her tongue inwardly, not daring to show it on her face.

"Hmph- Xiao Yuan is only gentle with Ruoyan..."

"He's always been like that!"

Xing Jian carried a giant food box utterly unlike her coquettish appearance and slammed it heavily onto the table. Her brown hair, draped over her full breasts, bounced from the impact as she stood in front of Luo Qingyuan with a huff, eyes closed while waiting for him to make the first move.

"Uh... ah..."

"Hehe~"

Xing Jian got the kiss she wanted, lips against lips, and then disappeared around the corner while holding her cheek. Her lingering fragrance still drifted through the air.

There are more of them! A den of lust, a true den of lust!

Shui Huanhuan severely condemned this wanton behavior, then, under Yun Yiyue's direction, found a corner seat and sat down.

"Master is in the kitchen. He may be a little late."

A clear voice echoed from inside the house. A woman who was bright and lovely despite wearing no makeup came in from outside. Even the ordinary Exiled Moon Palace uniform looked expensive on her. Compared with the other senior sisters, her giant breasts and plump ass were even more pronounced, and her slender waist made one wonder how such top and bottom curves could exist on the same body.

"Great Senior Sister! You're even prettier now!"

"Pah, you've learned how to flatter girls now? But it's unavoidable." Dongfang Lingyao's golden eyes swept over every unfamiliar face present. Her height was not much different from Luo Qingyuan's, and she gathered her blue side locks before pressing her lips straight to his.

This one was a lustful woman too! A lustful woman!

"Ever since just now, you've been changing expressions a lot, brat."

"What can I do... they're too depraved! And we're talking about the same sect, too!" Shui Huanhuan turned slightly aside and whispered in a voice only Ling Qinghuan could hear, but her eyes still couldn't leave Dongfang Lingyao's face. No matter how many subjective thoughts she had, she couldn't suppress the shock in her heart.

The master's senior sisters are all so beautiful... so this is the Exiled Moon Palace, famous for being the most beautiful in the world...? Shui Huanhuan's pride in her own looks and figure seemed to count for nothing among them, and she instantly deflated.

"Could you introduce them to me?" Dongfang Lingyao said with a smile, folding her hands together. On her wrist, she wore a flower-woven bracelet that seemed a little mismatched with her refined image.

"You're still wearing that, Great Senior Sister."

"The day you give me another one, I'll change it."

"Why wait for another day when today will do? Then let's make it today."

As she spoke, Luo Qingyuan took a crystal bracelet from his ring. It shone brilliantly, as dazzling as Dongfang Lingyao's golden eyes.

"Oh~ You've actually started taking the initiative to give girls jewelry. You've changed."

"Heh heh... people do grow."

Mo Huali narrowed her eyes, hesitating as if she wanted to say something, and Luo Qingyuan quickly pinched her hand.

My good little sister, don't you dare expose me.

Luo Qingyuan was panicking hard, terrified Mo Huali would tell the truth.

"Fine then, I'll change it."

"Didn't you say you'd change it?"

Luo Qingyuan stared blankly as Dongfang Lingyao put the flower-woven bracelet on her other wrist.

"You don't understand at all."

"I want one too!"

Xing Jian tossed aside her food box and, in three steps taken in two, trotted up to Luo Qingyuan in a delighted little run.

"Fine, fine, everyone gets one..."

The style was identical except for the color.

"Huh? This young lady doesn't get one?"

"What do you need a bracelet for? Next time I'll get you some pretty nipple rings and pendants."

"You really! I'm so angry!"

Shui Huanhuan bristled a little, cheeks red as she pointed at Luo Qingyuan's nose in indignation.

"Master... this is the one we bought that day, right... the bracelet that lets you sense distance...?"

"Yes, yes... don't say it out loud..."

"Mm..."

Luo Qingyuan and Mo Huali leaned together in a corner and whispered. This thing was what Luo Qingyuan used to avoid the senior sisters. He did not want to be sore all over every day.

"Do I get one too? Do I get one too?"

"Master, you scared me to death!"

An Yuning silently pressed against Luo Qingyuan's back, making him jump. Her generous chest rubbed hard against his spine, and beneath her plain, semi-transparent dress, a careful look was enough to see that she wasn't wearing any underwear at all. Her snow-white pussy mound was smooth and hairless, beautiful in a way that felt innate.

"Yes..."

"Hehe~ So you know how good Master is now, and you'll give out these little things, huh?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

Luo Qingyuan nodded furiously, not daring to mention that this one was practically just a free bonus. If she found out, the one dead tonight would be him.

"Let's eat while I introduce everyone. Mm... the bitches are all old women, huh-" An Yuning glanced at the bitches and stated her opinion bluntly.

"I'm not! This young lady is only 18!"

"Oh! You're the only one, then."

"Tch- forget it. Old woman it is, then."

Ling Qinghuan gave up on correcting her and found a seat.

How is this younger woman so strong? Back in my day, I didn't have cultivation like this at all.

Ling Qinghuan had only glanced at An Yuning, yet the latter's restrained spiritual power already made her uneasy.

"It's been so long since I've eaten proper food. This is wonderful," Ji Lingluo couldn't help saying with feeling. Ten years? Twenty years? Or maybe a hundred?

"Then what do everyone usually eat? For immortal courtesans, I mean?" Yan Ruoyan fluttered her watery eyes. Her knowledge of the Spring Sex Hall was far too limited.

"Rice mixed with semen. Mixed in all sorts of ways."

"Ah... that's not too bad, I guess."

Xing Jian happily handed out chopsticks.

This woman! She's really secretly slutty! I can smell the depraved aura coming off her!

Shui Huanhuan took the chopsticks and stared fixedly at Xing Jian's breasts, completely unable to look away.

"Then if the mouth upstairs eats normal food and the mouth downstairs eats semen, wouldn't that be fine?" Liu Wenyin had barely finished speaking when several pairs of eyes locked onto her. She immediately realized she had said something wrong and put on a cold face as if nothing had happened.

My good sister! You're trying to get me killed, aren't you?

"Let's eat first, everyone. You've all been busy for so long, you must be hungry." As soon as Luo Qingyuan finished speaking, Yun Yiyue rose before everyone's eyes, lifted her skirt, and sat her soft, smooth buttocks on Luo Qingyuan's thigh. Even through the thin underwear that barely covered anything at all, Luo Qingyuan could clearly feel that the place that shouldn't be wet already carried a glistening dampness.

"Senior sisters, eat more. You've all been the ones working hard today. Bitches, help yourselves. Yiyue wants to catch up with Qingyuan for a while. After all, our relationship is the best, isn't it~" She's going to eat people! She's going to eat people!

Shui Huanhuan kept calling it depraved, but in truth she didn't even blink, terrified she might miss a single exciting moment.

"Anyway, you won. Do whatever you want."

Dongfang Lingyao shook her head in disappointment, her eyes carrying a trace of unwillingness as she looked toward Yun Yiyue.

"What do you mean by that?"

“We drew lots to decide who gets to sit on your lap and eat with you today.” Although Yun Yiyue’s expression didn’t change, the smugness in her tone was impossible to hide.

“And what about my opinion?”

“No need to take it into account.”

Yun Yiyue lifted one thigh, shifted her hips, and pressed her whole body sideways into his arms. Her silk-clad feet, slipped out of her shoes, occasionally teased Luo Qingyuan’s calves, and she did it all in secret.

“Or do you not like having your sister sitting on you?”

Yun Yiyue fed Luo Qingyuan a few dishes, sending him a sultry sidelong glance.

“That’s not it.”

“You don’t like Sister?”

“Uh...”

Sigh... senior sisters were so troublesome.

“I like Senior Sister.”

“Smart answer. Sister would never do this with any man other than Qingyuan.” Yun Yiyue stuffed a piece of meat between Luo Qingyuan’s lips and waited quietly for him to swallow it.

“What is this? It tastes weird.”

It’s a little fishy... am I being too sensitive?

“No way... I already processed it several times...”

An Yuning frowned and tried some herself, but didn’t taste anything strange.

“You don’t need to care what it is. Just know that all of this was hurriedly prepared by Master to make you more energetic.”

Shit. I’m done for.

When Luo Qingyuan met An Yuning’s eyes, that hunter’s gaze made him instantly realize what it was. He tried to find an ally, but Mo Huali was being lavishly fed by Tang Yinmeng and never had a free mouth to help him.

“So jealous~ I want to stick close to Xiaoyuan too~”

Xing Jian’s mouth and hands never stopped moving as she gobbled up food and talked at the same time.

“You should mind your image.”

Dongfang Lingyao reflexively lectured Xing Jian, and Xing Jian obediently nodded, though nothing changed.

“Can Senior Sister even say that? You were clearly jerking off furiously with a jade cock the size of Qingyuan’s last night, and you kept shouting Qingyuan’s name—”

“Cough! I didn’t!”

Dongfang Lingyao’s pretty face flushed red as she tried hard to deny Yun Yiyue’s accusation, but she wasn’t let off.

“Mmm~ Really? You do it every night, don’t you? Only Senior Sister has to wash the bedsheets every morning~”

“You little thing, you look so harmless, but you’re really full of bad intentions.”

“I’m just telling the truth. Though tonight, Senior Sister won’t need the jade cock.”

“Uh... tonight...”

“You’re not allowed to make other plans!”

Four different voices rang out at once, and even Yan Ruoyan blushed as she added, “Tonight... tonight I’ll behave myself!”

“That’s more like it. Let Xiaoyuan see just how good your technique is now.” Xing Jian clenched her fist and pumped it hard upward.

I’m doomed. Tomorrow I’m going to collapse.

“Well, the bitches have to join too. It’s more fun when everybody plays together!” Xing Jian ate very quickly. Once she set down her bowl and chopsticks, she ran excitedly toward the bitch group.

“Huh~ So that’s what courtesan garb looks like. I didn’t notice it the last time I went. It’s really pretty~”

“You don’t think it’s disgusting?”

Shui Huanhuan blurted it out. This outfit was no different from being naked, and in some ways it was even more embarrassing.

“Such pretty nipples and ass, if they’re out, they’re out~” Xing Jian pinched Shui Huanhuan’s nipple, then fondled her perky ass, grinning cheekily.

“You! What are you doing!”

“Does this nipple ring hurt?”

“That’s a spirit-power expandable ring. It’s very small and thin, and it’s only used to hang the nipple ornament. Most of the time you can barely even feel it.” Ji Lingluo explained. Her calmness stood in stark contrast to Shui Huanhuan, who was shyly covering her breasts.

“Oh! That’s great! I’m afraid of pain! If that’s the case, I want one too! Xiaoyuan lets you all dress like this normally, so he must really like it!” Xing Jian turned to look at Luo Qingyuan, and Yun Yiyue appropriately rubbed one side of her breast against his chest.

“You like this kind of thing? You’re not allowed to lie.”

“I do like it...”

“Then...”

Before Yun Yiyue could finish speaking to An Yuning, An Yuning had already picked up the communication jade talisman.

“Hello! Send me some of your courtesan outfits. Have them delivered before tonight. Right! And that nipple ring too... How many? We’ve got one, two, three... six—”

“Seven! I don’t have one either!”

Liu Wenyin got anxious, afraid she’d be left out.

“You don’t have one, Wenyin? Then make it seven sets! What? You can’t deliver them in time? Then I’ll go get them myself? Isn’t that settled? Stop adding all that useless nonsense and hurry up.”

Damn it. Tonight I’m going to be drained dry.

Luo Qingyuan had no appetite at all, and by the time lunch ended he still didn’t even know what he’d eaten.

The bitch group was assigned to the empty room next to Luo Qingyuan’s. There were only two beds, which immediately set Ling Qinghuan and Shui Huanhuan fighting again.

“Master~”

“What is it?”

“Are the senior sisters going to milk you dry tonight?”

“You said that so bluntly... though you’re not wrong.”

Liu Wenyin returned to her room early, and Xia Xiaoxun only listened to Luo Qingyuan’s orders, so she stayed in his room together with Mo Huali.

“Is Master’s relationship with the senior sisters and mistresss a little too good?”

“Well... that’s just normal at Moonfall Palace. You should know every sect is like this. Sex is the most important thing in Moonfall Palace. Once you enter Moonfall Palace, worldly ideas about chastity no longer apply. Intercourse and dual cultivation between disciples, between disciples and masters, and even across sects is very common.”

“Wow...”

Mo Huali was speechless, still digesting what Luo Qingyuan had just said.

“That’s why Moonfall Palace’s strength improves so quickly under the influence of dual cultivation, and why it can stand firm in one place.”

“Then marriage and things like that...”

“Usually there isn’t any. At most, there’s a period of time as dao companions. How could other sects possibly accept such a depraved path from us?”

“So that’s why Master takes in sex slaves?”

“That’s part of it, I guess. After all... sex slaves don’t care about that.”

“Mm...”

Mo Huali gently stroked Luo Qingyuan’s hair. Right now she was giving him a lap pillow, her soft, smooth, fair thighs making the best pillow in the world, while Luo Qingyuan’s hand played with Mo Huali’s silk-clad feet. Everything was peaceful and calm.

“No matter what happens... Huali will always be Master’s sex slave... Master’s slut... Master’s cum bucket... Master’s plaything for life...” A light screen suddenly popped up and clung straight to Mo Huali’s full, rounded breasts.

Mo Huali status: Dependence, Submission, Endless Love

That startled me. It suddenly flashed that up.

After reading it, Luo Qingyuan smiled and turned his head to kiss her lower belly, right where the lust mark he’d left on her was.

“I love you too. Huali will always be the best.”

Xia Xiaoxun stood quietly to the side, her hands folded demurely in front of her camel toe, silently watching the two of them. As if sensing their love, the lust mark faintly shimmered with light.

Damn...

Luo Qingyuan rubbed his stomach. Lunch had already been filling, and after sleeping through the afternoon he still hadn’t burned it off. Dinner piled on even more, and just sitting on the soft couch made his brother stand up rock-hard.

The training grounds they used on ordinary days had been decorated into a fragrant hall full of swaying candlelight, and Luo Qingyuan sat in the very center on the arranged soft couch, swallowing nervously.

Tonight was going to be a matter of life and death...

Click.

The main door was suddenly pushed open. Every single one of them was wearing the same courtesan outfit, with translucent veils covering their faces, forming a circle around Luo Qingyuan.

“Ahem! Let’s go over tonight’s rules first!”

Right in front of Luo Qingyuan was An Yuning. What he hadn’t expected was that even his master had put on a clit pendant; the bright silver flower dangled and spun, making his cock swell up hard.

“First, strip completely naked!”

Without another word, An Yuning stepped forward and pulled Luo Qingyuan’s clothes off, revealing his trained body and clearly defined muscles.

“Mm, not bad.”

“Master, don’t critique me while staring right here!”

“What’s there to be embarrassed about? It’s not like I haven’t seen it before.”

Luo Qingyuan sat uneasily on the couch, looking at the dazzling array of beauties before him, and the power of the medicinal banquet shot straight to his head.

“All right, tonight we’re all your bitches, Xiaoyuan—”

“Master, that really sounds weird—ow!”

“If you keep saying anything more outrageous, I’ll break it off!”

An Yuning angrily grabbed Luo Qingyuan’s little brother and squeezed hard.

“Don’t, don’t! Master was wrong!”

“Except for your slut-breasted bitch not joining in, everyone else is participating. First round, you’re blindfolded and have to take turns sucking the bitches’ nipples. Try not to use your hands, then identify which bitch it is. A wrong answer counts as one point. I’ll blindfold you first.” An Yuning conjured a strip of black cloth and tied it firmly over Luo Qingyuan’s eyes before continuing.

“The bitches will smear liquid on their breasts. If you taste it and guess the ingredients wrong, that bitch also gets a point. So the first round begins now. Smear on the liquid you brought.” An Yuning waved a hand to signal everyone to prepare, and immediately the hall filled with the wet sounds of gurgling liquid.

Mm... I really don’t want to be here... but... ah—under An Yuning’s and the senior sisters’ pressure, how could Shui Huanhuan dare refuse? She glanced at Ling Qinghuan, and that old woman apparently wanted to watch the fun too, so she joined in without hesitation.

Guess wrong! I have to make him guess wrong!

That was all Luo Qingyuan’s senior sisters could think about. Only Mo Huali pitied Luo Qingyuan and chose the simplest thing of all, the extremely low-alcohol orange wine they’d once drunk together at Yuchun Tower.

“The first bitch is here~”

Luo Qingyuan took the nipple pressed against his lips into his mouth. He pressed it lightly with his tongue, twisted it once, and the milk wine coating the erect nipple slid down his throat.

“You’re the first one, right? Isn’t this milk wine? You gave it to me before.”

“No! Why did you figure out it was me so fast?”

An Yuning had deliberately avoided touching Luo Qingyuan’s body, which made her straddling posture look absurdly funny.

“Because I’ve never tasted a nipple bigger than Master’s—ah! It hurts! Master!”

“You little bastard! You’re making me furious!”

An Yuning grabbed Luo Qingyuan’s shoulders, and her generous breasts, bathed in milk wine, kept slamming against his cheeks.

“Big nipples are just big nipples. It’s fine, Master...”

“I’m angry because you recognized me so easily!”

“Well~ Master’s body is so impressive, of course it leaves a deep impression~”

“Hmph~ Next one.”

Saved! Brother, I’m saved! Master is too easy to handle!

Hearing the faintly happy note in An Yuning’s throat, Luo Qingyuan let out a long breath in relief.

An Yuning flicked her silver hair and snorted as she knelt back down in her original spot, and the second real bitch stepped forward.

Please recognize me! Recognize me, please!

Shui Huanhuan anxiously presented her breasts to Luo Qingyuan. Her tender little cherry nipple was pressed straight into his mouth, and just by sliding his tongue upward from below, Shui Huanhuan’s whole body was flooded with waves of electric pleasure.

I’m going to cry out!

Luo Qingyuan’s tongue rubbed over the areola, barely half a finger’s width across, and then he pointed to her with perfect certainty.

“You’re my filthy-cunt bitch, aren’t you? When you came over, your nipples weren’t even standing up yet, all soft. Only you could be like that, and what you smeared on them was just plain milk.”

“Right, right! All correct! Great!”

At this point Shui Huanhuan didn’t care at all that Luo Qingyuan had called her by her filthy nickname. She happily knelt back into her own spot.

“Your nipples with milk on them are pretty tasty too.”

“Hmph! Of course my nipples are good!”

Shui Huanhuan turned her head away and pouted.

“My turn, my turn!”

Luo Qingyuan heard Tang Yinmeng’s voice. Not long after, a nipple was shoved between his lips, the soft skin slightly sticky.

“Did you smear honey on it? I’ll lick it clean for you.”

Luo Qingyuan’s tongue traveled over the whole giant breast, his hands lifting to hold the root of the breast. From sucking the nipple to licking the areola, he slowly expanded his territory outward until he had licked both hemispheres clean.

Weird. I even used my breast-rubbing hands, and she’s still not making a sound. Unlike Third Senior Sister, and by smell she doesn’t seem like her either. Hm? She’s still wearing a bracelet, too. Then... I’d better cheat.

That worked pretty well.

Yun Yiyue smiled in satisfaction, turned her head, and gave Tang Yinmeng a thumbs-up. The next second, her whole body stiffened.

“Senior Sister Four, is that you?”

“How did you know that?”

Yun Yiyue was dumbfounded too, and even the normally composed her blurted out in shock.

“Probably because of love...”

Luo Qingyuan said it with a faint sense of doubt in his heart, but the next moment his lips were blocked by Yun Yiyue’s fragrant mouth, and she murmured softly, “Love you?~”

Perfect!

Luo Qingyuan escaped danger once again and was thrilled.

“Next one, up!”

An Yuning waved her slender arm, signaling them to continue.

As soon as this breast pressed against Luo Qingyuan’s face and he took the nipple into his mouth, the violent thumping of the heartbeat told him exactly who it was.

“You still love strawberry juice this much, Ruoyan.”

“Eek—”

Hearing Luo Qingyuan call her name, and then having her nipple sucked, the pleasure made her unable to stop herself from sitting down on his lap.

“So sweet. Your tits. Let me eat the other one too.”

“Mm... mm!”

Yan Ruoyan turned around, and her erect jade breast was thrust straight into Luo Qingyuan’s open mouth. His tongue flicked against her tender nipple like a little ball bouncing back and forth, and the erected nipple transmitted her happy mood directly to Luo Qingyuan.

“I don’t believe not a single one of you will be guessed wrong.”

An Yuning didn’t believe it at all. After so long, how could Luo Qingyuan possibly remember everyone’s body, especially when he was identifying them just by sucking their nipples.

“You don’t even need to be tested, tongue-lick bitch. Your areolas are the biggest I’ve ever seen. One lick and I know it’s you. You even washed them with rose wine, but the flavor is decent.” Luo Qingyuan guessed Ling Qinghuan in a flash. He had originally wanted to get it right immediately, but hearing that made him feel a little unconvinced instead.

“Hmph—”

Ling Qinghuan flicked her tea-colored hair and sat back in her place with puffed cheeks.

So what if my areolas are big?! Everyone else took forever to be guessed, but for me it took five seconds. Ah! So annoying!

“Mm... this nipple...”

Luo Qingyuan teased it with his tongue a few times, and the nipple stood straight and hard against his tongue.

“Soft and firm at just the right balance, nice and erect and full. I can’t quite taste the areola, mm...” Luo Qingyuan switched to the other breast and kept kissing it as he sucked.

“Hey! That’s enough! Stop playing around!”

An Yuning urged him anxiously. The other courtesans were all getting restless.

“Just water-wet, original-flavor tits. Comfortable? My little Huali?”

“Mm~ Very comfortable, Master~”

Mo Huali smiled and murmured softly, leaning close to Luo Qingyuan’s ear to blow a breath across it before pressing her soft lips to his.

“There’s no way I’d ever mistake my treasure for anyone else.”

As soon as Luo Qingyuan said that, several envious or jealous gazes locked onto Mo Huali as she sat quietly back down.

“Next one!”

An Yuning clenched her teeth. By now she no longer wanted anyone to be mistaken; if they were all identified, then that was fair.

“Mm...”

Luo Qingyuan circled his tongue around the nipple he’d just taken into his mouth, then slowly rubbed the areola, but got no response at all. Still, the texture and elasticity... it seemed like he had touched her not long ago.

“Little junior sister? Your tits are the most elastic, and your nipples are delicious. Osmanthus honey flavor.”

Luo Qingyuan let go, then licked once along the valley between her breasts and came to his conclusion.

“Master~ Mm...”

Liu Wenyin didn’t care about anything else. She wrapped her arms around Luo Qingyuan’s head and kissed him deeply lip to lip, making the other senior sisters nearly lose their minds.

“Wenyin, stop kissing!”

“Junior sister!”

“Junior sister!”

“Master can play with and suck a little bitch’s milk anytime~”

Liu Wenyin expressionlessly returned to her seat, secretly delighted. Her fair hand stroked the breast Luo Qingyuan had just sucked on and slowly kneaded it.

“Next one! No more talking with your mouths! Bitches!”

Huh? This... such a strange, raw feeling.

Luo Qingyuan first kissed the nipple, then slowly took it into his mouth, opening wide to suck on the whole breast. The tea fragrance was rich.

“It smells like tea... but who is it...”

Luo Qingyuan took the breast into his mouth again. This time he sucked slowly, licking from the southern hemisphere to the northern hemisphere, but still couldn’t reach a definite answer.

Cheat!

Luo Qingyuan decisively chose to cheat and quickly arrived at the answer.

“The tea you usually drink, and Senior Sister, did your tits get bigger again?”

“Yes. Since we’ve been dual cultivating and making love so much, they’ve developed again from all the semen nourishment. I didn’t expect you to be able to taste my flavor.”

“I just happened to remember the taste of Senior Sister’s tits. They’re very tasty.”

“Thank you... Senior Sister can let you drink her milk anytime... Tonight I can even be your blanket...” Dongfang Lingyao subtly moved her hips and, very quickly, brushed her cunt against Luo Qingyuan’s glans, then acted as if nothing had happened and returned to her seat.

“Beep beep! Lingyao, you rubbed your pussy against Xiaoyuan’s cock. I saw that! I’m docking you points!”

“Did Master see wrong? Lingyao couldn’t do something like that.” Dongfang Lingyao smiled at An Yuning, showing no trace of guilt.

“So you’ve started already, have you! One after another! You’ve all been corrupted!”

Just as An Yuning finished speaking, Yun Yiyue asked, “Does rubbing against Qingyuan’s glans feel good?”

“It feels good... You tricked me!”

“Aiya~ I didn’t do anything like that to Senior Sister.”

Yun Yiyue showed a satisfied smile and touched her own cheek.

“Lingyao loses one point!”

“Ah... all right.”

Dongfang Lingyao sighed regretfully, her jade finger quietly pressing against her slit as she savored the lingering memory of the contact.

“Next one.”

Hehe~ It’s my turn, it’s my turn~ Wow—Xiaoyuan’s body is so amazing~ Hehe~ Xing Jian’s smile was so lewd that even An Yuning, sitting opposite her, couldn’t stand it and covered her eyes, unable to accept her embarrassing disciple, even though she herself wasn’t much better sometimes.

Hey, hey, hey! I’m about to get crushed by this huge chest! Where’s the nipple!

“Even though I didn’t get to eat your nipple, you must be Second Senior Sister. That smell should be the dehumidifying tea you always drink.”

“Huh? You’re not eating my nipple?”

“I’ve already guessed you, so next.”

“Waaah—”

Xing Jian was dragged straight back to her original place by An Yuning. Kneeling on the floor, Xing Jian pouted and looked like she was about to cry.

“I was really looking forward to Xiaoyuan eating my nipple... I wanted to be licked until I came...”

“Cough! Next one!”

Only two left. There was no way he could get them wrong now.

Luo Qingyuan was full of confidence. He took the nipple thrust toward him into his mouth, sucked hard, teased the areola once, and then let go decisively.

“Light cream, soft-foot bitch. Your nipples with this on them are slippery and really tasty.”

“As long as Master likes it~”

Ji Lingluo smiled and lifted her breasts, letting Luo Qingyuan lick every inch.

"Ah, the last one is Third Senior Sister, so there’s no need to guess."

"Ehh!!! Why? I haven’t even let Xiaoyuan eat my nipple yet!"

"There’s nothing left to guess once it’s the last slut."

An Yuning slapped Tang Yinmeng hard as she hurriedly stood up; the feel of that plump ass was excellent, a jolt of softness rippling through her palm.

"All right, Master..."

Tang Yinmeng was at least obedient, silently sitting back down.

"I know it sounds ridiculous, but you actually can tell every one of these bitches apart just by licking their nipples. That’s honestly terrifying," An Yuning said, folding her arms and shaking her head.

"I haven’t even..."

Tang Yinmeng was still muttering to herself, looking a little pitiful.

"Then round two starts. We’ll blindfold you again, and the bitches will take turns using their cunts to wrap around your cock for fifteen seconds. Body contact is allowed. You have to guess which bitch it is in that short time."

"Eh? Won’t that be too hard?"

Luo Qingyuan said that aloud, but inside he was completely confident.

"That’s exactly why I want you to guess wrong. Blindfold him!"

Luo Qingyuan’s eyes were blindfolded again. After An Yuning confirmed everything, she went back to her spot and started directing.

"First bitch! Up!"

Hehe... I’m first... Xiaoyuan’s cock is even bigger than before... he’s already a grown man now... Senior Sister is going to use my cunt to swallow and squeeze your big cock...

Tang Yinmeng covered her mouth, barely holding back laughter. She deftly parted her slick folds with her hand and sat down in one smooth motion. With a wet pop, Luo Qingyuan’s cock sank in to the hilt, driving straight into her womb.

Aha~ Xiaoyuan used to only reach the cervix... now he can get a little deeper, heh... heh heh... let me see how Senior Sister kisses your glans...

"This... it has to be Third Senior Sister... the suction is too strong, the whole cunt is sucking on my cock... Third Senior Sister really does have a special pussy, Senior Sister, stop lifting your hips..."

"Hehe... hehe..."

Tang Yinmeng didn’t listen at all. She rode Luo Qingyuan wildly for fourteen seconds, every bounce filling her cunt to the core.

Tang Yinmeng had the strongest suction of them all, the famed Flood Dragon Drinks Water pussy. She was recognized almost the instant she took him all the way inside.

"All right, next..."

An Yuning again hauled the undignified disciple off Luo Qingyuan. The instant his cock was pulled free, a flood of slick came spilling out with it.

"Master~ I’m almost climaxing~"

"Already?"

"It’s been so long since I fucked Xiaoyuan~ I’d been fingering myself forever beforehand~"

"That still doesn’t work."

Tang Yinmeng sniffled and returned to her original spot, kneeling there as she kept fingering her pussy.

Come to think of it, hasn’t this brat’s cock gotten thicker than before... No!

An Yuning pinched her slightly plush thigh, forcing down her own urge to get off.

Hah~ My turn, my turn!

Xing Jian in high heels clattered over to Luo Qingyuan and grabbed his shaft directly before slowly lowering herself onto him.

"Hnnng—"

"Second Senior Sister, you exposed yourself right away..."

"No~ I’m not your Second Senior Sister~"

Xing Jian pinched her voice, making it sweeter and cuter.

"But your folds already gave you away..."

Xing Jian’s famed pussy, Frosted Sky Rolling Waves, had intricate folds that could push a cock along, delivering wave after wave of tugging and thrusting pleasure that built like surf.

"Oh, whatever! Xiaoyuan, touch my breasts for me~"

Xing Jian grabbed Luo Qingyuan’s hand and pressed it against her ripe mounds.

"Three seconds left. Three, two, one! Switch!"

An Yuning ground her teeth in frustration. She wanted it badly herself, her thighs rubbing together nonstop, while her disciples had already started getting shameless. She was jealous and angry all at once.

"Xiaoyuan’s cock feels so good~"

Xing Jian covered her bright red face as she stood up, then couldn’t help squatting down to lick the cock drenched in slick.

"Xing Jian loses a point!"

"What the hell, Master! I couldn’t help it!"

Another sneaky little slut got caught by An Yuning, leaving the other senior and junior sisters swallowing hard again and again.

"Switch, switch!"

This one is... hmm? It’s pressed very tightly.

Luo Qingyuan’s cock was swallowed once again by a warm, wet pussy. The woman on top didn’t move her hips or do anything else at all, just waited for the time to run out.

"Huali, you’re way too obedient. You’re not moving at all."

"Mm."

When the time was up, Mo Huali slowly stood. The little mouth below let go, and Luo Qingyuan’s cock slipped out naturally as she quietly returned to her seat.

"You should all be like that, no extra little movements. Next one... can you get one wrong this time?"

"Hiss—"

Luo Qingyuan’s cock met tremendous resistance. This cunt was especially tight and wet; just getting halfway in took nearly ten seconds.

Hehe! Like this, it’ll be harder for you to get in!

"Ah! Eek—"

"Who else but you, you filthy little cunt, would be pulling those petty tricks? Sit down!"

Luo Qingyuan shoved down on Shui Huanhuan’s ass and drove his cock straight into her cervix, drawing a sweet cry from her.

"That hurts!"

"Really hurting?"

Luo Qingyuan pinched Shui Huanhuan’s nipple, teasing her again.

"...Feels good! Feels good! Master is rotten to the core!"

Shui Huanhuan had meant to let it slide, but Luo Qingyuan thrust into her flower core again and she struggled to her feet. He didn’t stop her; her flushed face and stiff nipples already told everyone how much she was enjoying it.

"Your pussy is too tight. Pulling out just now was a pain."

"What’s wrong with being tight? You don’t like me being this tight?"

"I like it a lot."

"Oh..."

Shui Huanhuan sat back down and immediately sprawled on the floor, red all the way to the roots of her ears.

Dammit! Why are you bullying me like this! That sound I made was definitely filthy as hell! Everyone heard it!

"Ahem! Next one."

Everyone stared at the blushing red Shui Huanhuan and found this little sister rather amusing. If An Yuning hadn’t dragged everyone back on track, all the attention would probably have stayed on her.

"This cunt... probably isn’t a famed one. Compared to the others, it’s much looser. Barely—"

"Who are you saying has a loose pussy?!"

Ling Qinghuan forcefully rode Luo Qingyuan’s cock a few times, showing off the skills of the celestial brothel girl she’d been trained to be, working the walls of her cunt with practiced rhythm.

"There is indeed a difference from that filthy bitch. She’s much tighter than you. All right, next. As long as the mouth up top is good at eating cock, that’s enough, isn’t it?"

"Ah! That’s too much!"

"Normally making noise would cost you a point, but since that was funny enough, I won’t deduct it. Any objections?"

The women all lowered their heads, holding back laughter. Who had time to care about that?

"Fine, fine, next."

Ling Qinghuan was so angry she was a little dizzy, and even after sitting down on the floor, her beautiful breasts were still rising and falling hard.

Nice, provocation still works. I thought she was a tender-foot bitch, but the feel of fucking two bitches’ cunts isn’t really that different.

That was all Luo Qingyuan was thinking when the next second a new cunt dropped onto his glans. The pressure was intense, and just getting fully inside took seven or eight seconds.

"Such a small little tunnel, and the moment it goes in, a little warm slick spills onto my cock. Is that Ruoyan?"

"Mm!"

Yan Ruoyan nodded shyly. Whether Luo Qingyuan could see it or not didn’t matter; her famed Jade Vase Spring Rain pussy had a narrow passage and overwhelming pressure. No matter how many times he fucked it, it stayed as tight as the first time, and once he was inside, little spurts of slick would spill onto his cock like gentle spring rain.

"So having a famed pussy really does make you easy to identify, Master!" Xing Jian huffed, deeply upset at being recognized so quickly.

"Uh... there are always some who don’t have one..."

An Yuning touched the ends of her silver hair, her crystal-blue eyes not daring to look at Yun Yiyue at all.

Among this seven-woman master-disciple household, only Liu Wenyin had no famed pussy at all, and Tang Yinmeng even had both breast and pussy specialties. Liu Wenyin didn’t mind, but someone did, and that was Yun Yiyue.

Famed cunts were hard to come by, but with so many of them in this household, they had a huge advantage in their sex with Luo Qingyuan. Yun Yiyue also had a famed pussy, though she didn’t like hers very much: the back hole that still hadn’t been penetrated, Phoenix Stream, a rare and vicious cum-draining tool. As for Luo Qingyuan’s answer, it was this:

Trying to fuck Senior Sister’s back hole is a bit hard for me to accept, so I’m very sorry.

"This feeling... it’s not right... it feels like... hiss!"

"Feels good, Qingyuan? This is big sister’s first time, you know? Hmm? Seems like... you like it too?"

The worry on Yun Yiyue’s face vanished the moment she felt the hot current inside her back hole. White, turbid semen poured out of the newly opened Phoenix Stream, as if it were still erupting.

"Why did you cum inside! And Yiyue! You’re using your back hole!"

"What can I do~ If it weren’t for an opportunity like this, Qingyuan would never agree to fuck my back hole~ What a precious gift~" Yun Yiyue lightly lifted one corner of Luo Qingyuan’s blindfold with her slender fingers so he could confirm her full breasts, then covered it again, giggling.

"There really is nothing to be done. I couldn’t hold back, so I came."

"I can understand that, I can... I was going to eat it first once it looked about ready, but Yiyue swallowed it instead—"

"Master?!"

Tang Yinmeng and Xing Jian widened their eyes, unable to believe An Yuning’s words.

"What... oh! I let that slip out by accident."

"Forget it! We’re done playing! End the game and get to the real thing already!" Xing Jian shouted in frustration, and Tang Yinmeng raised both hands in support.

"Um... I support that too."

"Eldest Senior Sister!"

Dongfang Lingyao’s face was slightly red, and there was already a small puddle of slick beneath where she sat; it wasn’t hard to imagine what she had been up to just now.

"Sigh... uh... fine! Then the game ends! You all remember what you’re supposed to do, right?"

"Yes, yes!"

The bitches cheered and gathered together, then all turned their backs to Luo Qingyuan, dropped to their knees, and stuck up their juicy, round asses.

"Please use your mighty big cock to fuck apart this shameless bitch’s wanton, slutty pussy~"

Luo Qingyuan had never seen such a sight before. Every peachy ass was swaying, every cunt was leaking threads of slick. How could he possibly back down?

Fight!

Luo Qingyuan clenched his teeth and began the real feast.