Chapter 6: Temple of Carnal Spring

A night on the pleasure barge had taught Liu Wenyin, who had only just become a sex slave, little by little, under Mo Huali’s company, what Luo Qingyuan liked. Every time she took his cock into her mouth, she would lift her eyes to meet his and press her twin peaks against his leg. They did it again and again all night long. By dawn, both women’s cunts were still steadily leaking thick semen.

When Luo Qingyuan finally woke up, the sun was already high overhead. Without realizing it, he had dual-cultivated with Liu Wenyin, to the point that her cultivation could break through at any moment. So Luo Qingyuan held the naked girl in his arms and fed her the concentrated medicinal tonic used by disciples of the Exiled Moon Palace. Concentrated is the essence.

The tonic was only there to protect her life; during a breakthrough, spiritual power could still erupt wildly.

Mo Huali was still asleep. Her nipples had been sucked so hard by Luo Qingyuan that they were a little swollen, and last night’s moans had been so seductive and loud that the man next door even came to the door to ask whether he could have a turn with Mo Huali too. Naturally, Luo Qingyuan turned him down.

“Master~”

Liu Wenyin clung to Luo Qingyuan’s arms and acted spoiled. His cum had filled her womb to the brim, and the bliss she had longed for had finally been satisfied. For the time being, she had no desire to fuck again.

“If you’re going to break through, do it after we get back. We’re going home first.”

“Okay~”

Liu Wenyin leaned in and pecked Luo Qingyuan on the lips, then swayed her reddened ass as she stood up to get dressed, arranging the dresses in her ring and searching for the outfit she thought suited a sex slave best.

“Mm...”

Half-dazed, Mo Huali nudged her head into Luo Qingyuan’s crotch, opened her mouth, and naturally took in the not-quite-firm shaft. It was the daily routine, a cute little sex slave’s morning cock-sucking ritual.

Luo Qingyuan kneaded Mo Huali’s full breasts, lightly pinching her nipples as he admired the blush on her pretty face when pleasure spread through her whole body.

“Is this something a sex slave is supposed to do?”

Liu Wenyin pointed at Mo Huali with great seriousness, and the motion of searching through her clothes came to a stop.

“She just likes doing that. You don’t have to copy her. She’s a little addicted to cum. Whether it’s the mouth up top or the mouth down below, she loves drinking my semen.”

“I see. Then... this slut wants to drink it too~”

Luo Qingyuan had already gotten used to his little junior sister, but in his current state he really couldn’t come anymore. He had just shot the last of his semen into Mo Huali’s mouth, and he had no energy left to feed Liu Wenyin.

“I can’t shoot anymore. Take a break, baby.”

“Ah~ Master called this slut baby~”

Liu Wenyin cupped her cheeks, a faint flush blooming across her face like spring thaw.

She was really easy to handle. If it had been the senior sister, he would still have had to keep going this morning.

The thought alone made Luo Qingyuan shiver. Even an iron man couldn’t stand up to a juice-draining slut like that.

“Awake?”

“Mwah~”

Mo Huali swallowed the semen, gave the glans one last suck, and let it slip free from her little mouth.

“Time to get up. We should be getting off the boat.”

“Mm~”

Mo Huali rolled over. Her round ass was covered in red marks, some from slaps, some from kisses, and there were dried streaks of semen between her thighs. Her wanton look nearly made Luo Qingyuan get hard all over again.

On the street, they drew twice as many looks as before, thanks to Liu Wenyin’s addition, a brand-new little slut dressed in something skimpy.

After a night of instruction from Mo Huali, Liu Wenyin’s clothes had gradually gone from conservative to obscene, and the last pure land of the Exiled Moon Palace had finally fallen. Mo Huali at least still wore a semi-sheer silk dress, but Liu Wenyin was outright transparent. She didn’t even need underwear; her full, perky breasts were covered only by tiny blood-drop nipple covers, many of Luo Qingyuan’s kisses marked the pale flesh of her chest, and her camel toe showed through the sheer panties as if she weren’t wearing them at all. Black stockings wrapped her feet, digging grooves into her thighs.

As for why she had these things on, it was because this was everyday wear for women of the Exiled Moon Palace, where everything came second to ease of fucking and looking obscene.

The two girls nestled against Luo Qingyuan’s arms, their pretty asses trembling and squeezing together as they walked. The blurred sway of black-clad hips made passersby wildly envious.

The Harvest Festival celebration was still going strong, and Luo Qingyuan had already harvested the festival’s greatest treasure, so he started wandering the streets aimlessly with the two girls again.

“It’s lively up ahead. Want to take a look?”

As soon as Luo Qingyuan asked, he looked down at their expressions and felt there was really no need to worry about what they wanted.

“Come take a look, have a look! The Temple of Carnal Spring’s sex-slave auction will be held at Diling Academy. All kinds of sex slaves will be on display, with a huge range of styles and prices. Whatever you can think of, we’ve got it. It starts at 1 p.m., and there are hidden specials too. Stay tuned.” In the crowd, a middle-aged man sat in a car that looked like a convertible sports car and shouted himself hoarse. If you lowered your gaze just a little, you could see that he wasn’t wearing anything below the waist, and his cock was buried in the cunt of a pretty woman who was on all fours. The woman’s mouth was gagged with a strip of cloth, turning her into something like a pony, with shackle-like restraints around both her wrists and ankles.

“The Temple of Carnal Spring is the one, right?”

“Yeah. A sect of lust arts on par with our Exiled Moon Palace.”

There weren’t many sects on the continent that specialized in the lust arts. After all, it wasn’t exactly the righteous path. Among the sects that dominated the field, aside from the Exiled Moon Palace, there was the Temple of Carnal Spring.

The Exiled Moon Palace was much gentler than the Temple of Carnal Spring, and its reputation was better.

Developing sex toys that could bring pleasure was the Exiled Moon Palace’s main source of income. There were no lack of business geniuses helping to push it forward, and even dual cultivation only happened after the other party consented, turning it into a happy win-win arrangement. The stronger the Exiled Moon Palace became, the better its products got, so people around the world were actually desperate for it to expand.

A lot of people also wanted to join the Exiled Moon Palace, but its admission standards were strict, and only a very small number got in by other means.

The Temple of Carnal Spring, however, was the exact opposite. It simply followed desire wherever it led. In order to seize beautiful women, it used every possible means, all just to train them into sex slaves. As for men, they could only be trained as battle slaves.

Apart from the Exiled Moon Palace, every major sect had records of women being abducted and trained into sex slaves, and their training was notoriously harsh. In the end, even a powerful fairy at the level of a sect master would become a wanton bitch panting and moaning under a man’s hips. For some men, the Temple of Carnal Spring was their faith.

The Temple of Carnal Spring’s members were unlike those of the Exiled Moon Palace. The Temple of Carnal Spring had only men and sex slaves, while the Exiled Moon Palace had both men and women, and the Exiled Moon Palace was overwhelmingly stronger. So the two sides stayed out of each other’s way and even did business together.

Once a man of the Temple of Carnal Spring took a liking to a woman, he would use every method he could think of to violate her and train her into his own sex slave, then sell her off again once he got tired of playing with her.

That was why the Temple of Carnal Spring held sex-slave auctions in various towns from time to time. That was also their biggest source of income.

With a reputation like that, it was only natural that plenty of sect disciples tried to suppress them. But pleasure was hard currency on this continent too, and the higher-ups in the sects were not eager to crack down. They never truly joined the crusade against the Temple of Carnal Spring; they simply let the Temple handle the dirty work and sat back to enjoy the profits.

Every time a sex-slave auction was held, there would be a small-scale fight.

Very rarely did the suppressing side win. Most of the time, it was a huge harvest day for the Temple of Carnal Spring. After all, any female cultivator delivered right to their doorstep would be trained into a sex slave, becoming a sex toy for men to enjoy beneath their hips.

People had once made a rough estimate that every time the Temple of Carnal Spring held an auction, the number of cultivators they defeated was countless, and the number of female cultivators captured was just as large. It seemed that even if they sold only female cultivators, that alone would be enough to make up the shortage in their sex-slave inventory.

Even so, many female cultivators still fell into the Temple of Carnal Spring’s hands while trying to save their sisters.

“That’s the slave cart. The shackles on a sex slave’s limbs turn desire into power for the cart. If a man fucks her, the converted power gets even stronger. This one... the slut came here riding in that, and it’s about the same size as Master’s cock.” Liu Wenyin pulled out a white jade cock and explained very seriously to Luo Qingyuan.

“How do you know my size?”

“Third Senior Sister said so. She said it was the latest measurement, and then even the senior sisters and Master made one.” Luo Qingyuan, however, didn’t want to hear that at all. His back ached just listening to it.

“Ah, everyone would rather have Master’s cock inside them than this.” Without the slightest concern for where she was, Liu Wenyin’s words drew glances from the people around them.

“Don’t say it so loudly. Put it away already.”

Luo Qingyuan was starting to sweat. He still didn’t have the courage to discuss his size in the middle of the street. It was a little too perverted.

“Master, do you want to go see it?”

Mo Huali tilted her face up. Today she looked especially alluring, every smile and glance overflowing with temptation for men.

“Of course. Why wouldn’t I?”

“If Master wants more sex slaves, why not prioritize the senior sisters instead?”

“You really are a good sister.”

Luo Qingyuan’s whole body was rejecting Liu Wenyin’s suggestion. If that ever became reality, the one who’d become a slave would be him. Besides, a rabbit doesn’t eat the grass next to its own burrow; the fewer bites he had to take, the better.

Diling Academy was a set of ruins on the edge of town. It had a history of a thousand years, and only in the past hundred years had it seen the light of day again. Skilled craftsmen excavated it from underground and repaired it step by step. Twenty years ago, it had already become the largest underground commercial district in the nearby towns.

Come to think of it, this was Luo Qingyuan’s first time at Diling Academy. Even finding the entrance took asking for directions. Rumor had it that the underground passages here were a maze, and if you didn’t know your way or have someone leading you, you could spend days trapped in the branches and forks.

They found a restaurant for lunch in Diling Academy, and for the first time Luo Qingyuan actually worried about the meal bill. The fierce fucking had left the three of them eating far more than usual, and Liu Wenyin was even a little nauseated from how much she’d eaten.

By the time they found the auction’s grand hall, Liu Wenyin could barely walk.

“Excuse me, are you a cultivator?”

“Yes.”

Luo Qingyuan answered the receptionist honestly. The young man looked about the same age as an outer sect disciple of the Temple of Carnal Spring. There were many guests, but only three people handling reception.

“May I ask which sect you’re from?”

“Exiled Moon Palace.”

“Ah, yes. Understood.”

The youth pulled his lustful gaze away from Mo Huali, and his eyes immediately cleared up quite a bit.

“This way, please. The room at the very end.”

“Okay.”

Luo Qingyuan received a small hanging tag. It was dyed with some unknown pigment; a light violet color spread out from the center of the wooden tag, slightly different from the ones in other guests’ hands.

“If this is your first time here, please remember to hang the tag on your wrist and not remove it. It has the function of disrupting other people’s perception.”

“Okay, thank you.”

Luo Qingyuan walked inward without looking back. He wanted to see what the inside of this absurdly modern-looking hall actually looked like.

A lot of the time, Luo Qingyuan felt that this world had a faint sense of wrongness to it, as if some foreign hand were changing the fabric of reality, while ordinary people never noticed the problem at all.

When he drew back the curtain, what came into view was a spacious hall. Seats on three sides curved toward the center, clustered like stars around the moon, though with varying density; the farther outward you went, the more chairs there were.

At the center stood a one-meter-high T-shaped stage extending toward the backstage. Based on the color and number on Luo Qingyuan’s tag, it seemed he could sit on the side directly facing the stage.

Why does this feel a bit like a fashion runway? No, wait... if anything, it should be a theater stage. Forget it.

Luo Qingyuan stopped trying to think about it and led the two girls to sit down on the bed-like wooden chairs. The other bed-like chairs were already occupied by men.

Liu Wenyin didn’t really react. That was her usual style. She was so listless she even yawned, leaning against Luo Qingyuan and growing sleepy.

Mo Huali, on the other hand, fidgeted nervously with her fingers, her face flushed red with unease. One moment she sat ramrod straight, the next she curled up like a shrimp. After thinking for a moment, Luo Qingyuan simply pulled her into his arms.

Liu Wenyin shot an envious glance over at them, then decided not to fight for the chance.

“It’s fine. Don’t be nervous. We’re just here to watch the fun.”

Luo Qingyuan soothed Mo Huali and held her hand. It took her a while before her mood finally settled. She really couldn’t handle crowded places.

As time slowly passed, more and more seats were filled. The lights suddenly went out, leaving only the lamp that lit the T-stage.

The hanging tag on Luo Qingyuan’s wrist suddenly lit up, and a small booklet fell into his lap.

Book of the Lustful Woman.

The words on the cover looked like they’d been stamped in gold. When he turned to the first page, the introduction immediately caught his attention.

All beauties in the world are toys beneath men’s hips. After nearly a thousand years of inheritance, the Temple of Carnal Spring has already built a mature sex-slave system, and no matter what fairy from where, they are confident in training her into a cock-sucking courtesan.

If you want to uncover the secrets of the Temple of Carnal Spring’s finest beauties, visit the following brothels:

Lantern-Filled Jade Garden.

Scarlet Blossom Jade Pavilion.

Mist-and-Rain Peach Haven.

You can taste world-famous beauties from the Eternal Beauty Rankings here. As long as you pay enough, you can even take them home... huh? That’s actually pretty tempting.

Luo Qingyuan grew interested, though he didn’t know where these places were.

Ding—

A light screen suddenly appeared, as if answering Luo Qingyuan, and a map of the entire world popped up at once, with the three brothels of the Temple of Carnal Spring marked on it.

Luo Qingyuan thought the light screen might have a mind of its own. After all, it could answer his questions. Then, in the blink of an eye, the screen flashed, and the Eternal Beauty Rankings naturally popped out.

This list records the world’s most beautiful toys and gorgeous fairies over a span of a thousand years, divided into the Heaven List and the Earth List—then the light screen suddenly vanished. Luo Qingyuan was left puzzled, faintly feeling as if someone was watching from over there, a prickling sensation like needles in his back.

When he flipped to the next page, the Temple of Carnal Spring’s sex-slave ranking unfolded in fine detail before his eyes.

Immortal whores: before being trained into sex slaves, they possessed Biqiong cultivation. These are rare, top-tier treasures. The Temple of Carnal Spring currently has twelve immortal whores, eight available for guests to play with at any time and four available by chance. Praise for them floods the message boards of every brothel.

The twelve immortal whores each possess a unique asset; both their figures and faces are peerless. They have not yet been successfully brainwashed into depravity, so you can enjoy their unwilling, humiliated expressions while raping them and satisfy your desire to conquer!

Enchanting whores: before being trained into sex slaves, they possessed Hidden Moon cultivation. Most are glamorous fairies from various sects. Even if you are an ordinary person!

You can still pin them hard beneath you and fuck them wildly until their wombs are filled!

The Temple of Carnal Spring currently has more than three hundred enchanting whores, eagerly awaiting your visit!

Like the immortal whores, they have also failed to be fully trained and brainwashed into depravity.

Fallen women: before being trained into sex slaves, they possessed Melt-Snow cultivation. Aside from the little fairies from the major sects, there are also some young ladies with slightly lower cultivation but excellent sexual equipment and outstanding figures, and most of them have become slaves to cocks.

As of yesterday, the Temple of Carnal Spring had more than a thousand fallen women. They are the main force of the brothels and are also available for purchase.

Cheap sluts: before being trained into sex slaves, most were women at the Gentle Breeze or Flying Flower realms. Their looks and figures vary widely, but all of them are above average in the world, completely turned into men’s lap bitches, living only to suck a cock.

The Temple of Carnal Spring has more than four thousand cheap sluts. They are inexpensive and especially suitable for men with limited money who still want to buy a cock sheath.

Turning the page again brought him to today’s "slave sale roster." There were eighteen sex slaves in all: seventeen cheap sluts and one fallen woman. It looked like this fallen woman was the main attraction.

“Today’s auction begins here! Please be ready to raise the tag at your side. Only after raising it may you place bids. Let us welcome today’s first cheap slut to the stage.” The voice echoed through the hall. A man wearing the outer robe of the Temple of Carnal Spring and a mask stepped out slowly from the shadows, gripping one end of a rope. The other end was tied to the ribbon on a brown-haired cheap slut’s chest. The thin ribbon bound her naked breasts into a butterfly knot, while the rest of her body was covered by a sheer black gauze dress. Her high heels clicked sharply.

“Number One cheap slut, Gentle Breeze Fourth Layer. She’s currently an excellent cock sheath. Her pair of tits feel amazing, her ass is a little flat, and her cunt has been used more than a thousand times, so it’s a bit loose. Twenty-eight years old, looks decent. Starting bid one hundred spirit stones, minimum raise fifty.”

“Hahh~ Please, everyone, fuck this cheap slut to death~”

The masked man slapped Number One cheap slut hard on the breasts. Her pussy instantly slicked up, and she let out a well-trained, wanton cry. That stirred up thoughts in many of the younger men.

“One hundred!”

“One-fifty!”

“Two hundred!”

Bids rose one after another. Luo Qingyuan looked at the cheap slut onstage, blindfolded and with a needy expression on her face, then turned his head to scan the surroundings. It really was lively.

“Mm, pretty average, though.”

Luo Qingyuan heard Liu Wenyin’s voice by his ear and caught a thread of disdain mixed with strong confidence.

“So men are this desperate for sex slaves?”

“That’s how it is.”

Luo Qingyuan kissed Mo Huali on the lips. Clearly, he also thought these cheap trinkets of flesh and makeup couldn’t compare to his little darlings.

“Seven hundred and fifty spirit stones! No more bids! Sold!”

The buyer excitedly rushed up onto the stage, took the rope from the masked man, and immediately handed over the correct amount of spirit stones. After counting them, the masked man made a clearing-away gesture. The buyer at once dragged the cheap slut off the stage and started fucking her right there in the seat below.

“Ah~ Master’s cock is so big~ Fucking this cheap slut feels so good~ Mm—” The buyer’s low, ragged breathing only added a few more sparks of passion to the auction, and the men all focused their attention on the darkness ahead.

“Next is Number Two cheap slut—”

Luo Qingyuan watched ten cheap sluts in a row and still didn’t see a single one who could even begin to compare with Mo Huali. Each slut’s strengths were laid bare, with no clothes to hide anything, which let Luo Qingyuan judge them especially quickly. His two little sex slaves were already at a level where they drew plenty of greedy looks. How could these compare?

“Number Fifteen cheap slut! Flying Flower First Layer - oh, a new slave source has arrived. Please stay calm, everyone. We will protect you. The auction will continue! Number Fifteen cheap slut! Pretty face...” Was there a fight outside?

Luo Qingyuan closed his eyes. With his exceptional hearing, he clearly caught the clash of blades outside, punctuated by angry shouts.

A small uproar also broke out inside the venue. Some guests nervously tried to find out what was happening outside. Only after the host repeatedly calmed everyone down did the auction return to normal, and the men got their wish by taking Number Fifteen cheap slut. New breathy moans rang through the hall, dragging the guests’ attention back to the auction.

“Numbers Sixteen and Seventeen cheap sluts are sisters, so they’ll be auctioned together. The two sisters are at Gentle Breeze First Layer and Second Layer respectively. Their breasts are springy and smooth, their thighs are tight, and the elder sister’s ass is a bit prettier—” The masked man yanked on the rope of Number Sixteen cheap slut and turned her around. Then he raised a big hand and slapped her naked ass hard. The rippling of her hips ignited the men’s lust, and greedy roars erupted at once. That bright red handprint even made several men stand up straight.

"The younger sister's selling point is these legs: long and straight, a first-rate cock cradle. Clamp them around you like that, tsk tsk, and I'm sure everyone here understands what I mean, right? Both sluts are only eighteen, tight and slick to fuck. The opening bid is two thousand spirit stones, with raises of at least one hundred!"

"Two thousand two!"

"Two thousand three!"

"I'm taking them home today, no matter what! Two thousand five!"

"The one who gets them pregnant is me! Back off! Two thousand six!" The masked man took the tip and pressed the two sluts down on the stage. With a hard yank, he ripped away the clothes on their bodies, instantly exposing their naked flesh. He spread each slut's lips apart with a hand, and the two whores obediently bent over and shook their hips. Slick started dripping from their holes in thin strands.

"I want them! Two thousand eight!"

"Three thousand!"

The hall's atmosphere was pushed to a new peak, and in the end the two sluts were sold for four thousand one.

"Next up is our final sex slave, a fallen woman from the seventh tier of Flying Flower. She was once a prodigy disciple of Orchid Valley. Twenty-one years old, her tits are soft, full, and sweet-looking; her ass has great feel and bounces beautifully when slammed; her cunt is warm and ready to take a cock at any time; her back passage has been fully broken in, and when she's used in group play her cries are even more seductive. She once ranked in the top twenty among the Hall of Carnal Spring's new-star whores. Her thighs have meat on them, her jade feet are smooth and tender, and after a year of being fed cum, even her tits have gone up a size. Blessed with a body made for dual cultivation, she's already been stuck at the ninth tier of Melting Snow for half a year and could break through at any moment. Go on, give us a cry." At the command, the masked man pulled off his pants, exposing the huge cock that had long since turned feral. He wrapped his arms around the red-haired fallen woman, whose eyes were covered, and with practiced ease shoved his cock into the slutty pussy that had been waiting for it for ages. Pressure crawled up the whole length of his dick.

"Aah~ Master, don't fuck your slave anymore~ I just came~ mm~ hah~" The red-haired fallen woman panted that she did not want it, but her pretty ass kept pressing back against the masked man's hips behind her. Her tits were shaking wildly, and the heart-shaped nipple rings on her nipples kept bouncing and swinging.

"Opening bid! Four thousand spirit stones! Raises of no less than two hundred!"

"Four thousand!"

The words had barely fallen when someone bid. The man was already on his feet, desperate to be the one who got to thrust into the fallen woman, his eyes bloodshot.

"Four thousand two!"

Ssh--

A streak of red light flashed across, shooting straight at the masked man onstage, but some invisible force warped it aside and drove it to the floor. The flying dagger snapped in two and clattered on the ground.

"Give me back my senior sister!"

Two figures sprang up from the guests, scaring many of them into fleeing. The rest were guided into other rooms by the Hall of Carnal Spring cultivators. Luo Qingyuan had been about to leave with them when he unexpectedly saw one of the two figures looking familiar: it was the brown-haired girl he'd run into on the road before, the one who had deliberately made things difficult for him. She kept hurling flying knives at the masked man onstage. The other figure also seemed to be female, not much older than the brown-haired girl, with eyes cold as ice beneath gray hair. Both of them had already thrown away their tags, which was why Luo Qingyuan could recognize their faces.

"Senior Sister!"

The brown-haired girl tried to step forward, only to be blocked by an invisible wall of qi and unable to get onto the stage at all. The fallen woman onstage was still lost in the pleasure of being fucked, warm slickness running from where they were joined and dripping down onto the stage.

"Relax. She can't hear you. Right now she's nothing more than a bitch in heat." The masked man mocked the two women, thrusting hard upward. The fallen woman was speared straight into her core, and the pleasure made her stick out her tongue. Her eyes went blank as she stared toward the ceiling, while the masked man's fingers gripped her nipple rings and pulled them forward.

"Go!"

The gray-haired woman curled two fingers and pressed down. A golden tombstone materialized out of thin air and crashed down from above. Facing the Hall of Carnal Spring cultivators who swarmed her, she merely spun away with disdain, sleeves fluttering, sending out bursts of golden light.

"Watch out." Luo Qingyuan reached out to shield Mo Huali. The golden light could not pierce the ice spear in the slightest. Liu Wenyin looked coldly at the gray-haired woman, lifted her hand to her chest, the ring on her finger flashing faintly, then slashed horizontally forward. The golden light shooting toward their corner exploded instantly. If Luo Qingyuan had not pressed a hand on her shoulder, she would probably have gone all-out on the gray-haired woman in response to the full-scale attack.

"Your deployment outside isn't bad. You have some strength."

The voice rang out again in the hall, but its owner could not be found.

"Pah! Our people are strong as hell!" The brown-haired girl sneered, wagging a finger at the ceiling, completely unaware that the composition of the air was quietly changing.

"Your technique is pretty good. I wonder how you are on the bed."

"Once I drag you out, I'll tear your mouth apart."

The gray-haired woman summoned three qi swords and stabbed straight at the stage, only for them to be halted midair by the invisible force.

"You must be the people from Orchid Valley that only takes female disciples. As sex slaves, your stock is pretty good. The twenty-eight of you who came this time all look pretty tasty to me."

Sss--

The veil on the gray-haired woman's face was shredded by an invisible wind blade, revealing the cold, stunning face beneath it.

"Oh? Not bad. I'll personally train you into submission later."

"Tch!"

The gray-haired woman flushed with shame and fury. She drew in a sharp breath, and a powerful golden halo lit up behind her. In that instant it was as if a god had bestowed blessings. Golden light gathered at her fingertips, a dangerous aura swirling there. She closed her eyes, fierce winds whipping around her body, and raised a finger toward a spot in the black curtain.

"Lotus Light in a Flash."

A magnificent golden lotus bloomed at her fingertip. The lotus petals turned into a sudden downpour, slamming toward the curtain. After being stopped by five invisible barriers, they exploded. The entire platform was shattered by the shockwave, yet even in such a situation the fallen woman was actually still being fucked sky-high by the masked man. A huge amount of hot thick cum spurted into her cunt, and the fallen woman trembled helplessly, her last shred of clarity stolen away by pleasure.

"Well now, that's impressive. As expected of Orchid Valley's gifted prodigy. Maybe I should go and turn every woman in Orchid Valley into sex slaves? Tsk tsk tsk. Maybe the elders would even give me a promotion." The gray-haired woman had just tried to condense her spiritual power again when her body began to sway out of control. Heat surged up from her lower abdomen. Her heart lurched, and she glanced at the brown-haired girl, only to see that at some point she'd already been dragged aside by the Hall of Carnal Spring men and gang-fucked. Her clothes had been torn to shreds and scattered across the floor, and from her young pussy it seemed that cum was already leaking out.

In those short ten minutes, Luo Qingyuan watched the gray-haired woman and the person behind the black curtain trade blows, and watched the brown-haired girl apparently inhale a special aphrodisiac incense, her limbs going limp as she was fucked three times over by the Hall of Carnal Spring cultivators. To be fair, her moans were pretty nice to listen to.

"You can probably feel it by now. The Hall of Carnal Spring's specially made aphrodisiac incense is taking effect. The more chaste and innocent a woman is, the better it works. Your junior sister is exactly like that, tsk tsk tsk. She's already been fucked senseless." The white-robed man walked out from under the black shadow with a smile. His robe had been reduced by the clash to little more than a shoulder cape, but his body had not been harmed in the slightest.

"Not bad. Really pretty. Mm, and the tits are good too."

The white-robed man swept a hand across the gray-haired woman's chest, and instantly her whole set of tight clothes shattered to pieces. Her sexy jade body rose and fell with her breathing under his gaze.

"How's that? My rubbing isn't bad, is it?"

"Hmph... mm~"

The gray-haired woman tried to endure it, but her expression changed the moment her nipples were pinched, revealing the look of a female sex slave.

"The drug works well, and the tits feel good too. If her cultivation were at the Melting Snow realm, she'd definitely be a fallen woman." The white-robed man looked toward Luo Qingyuan, whose expression had not changed in the slightest despite the scene before him. His gaze dropped to the tag in Luo Qingyuan's hand, and he suddenly understood.

"No wonder you're not reacting at all. So you're a disciple of the Exiled Moon Palace. The two sex slaves beside you are pretty good too. Looks like they're both excellent sluts, which is why they weren't affected by the aphrodisiac incense." Luo Qingyuan calmly looked past the white-robed man who was toying with the gray-haired woman's body and asked what he wanted to know.

"The ones outside were all caught, right?"

"That's right. They should all be crying and moaning under our Hall of Carnal Spring disciples by now. After all, the sooner they're trained into sex slaves, the sooner we can do other things with them. By the way, you carry yourself quite well. Who did you study under?" After the white-robed man finished, Liu Wenyin even planted her hands on her hips, looking oddly pleased.

"My master is An Yuning."

"Uh..."

Just hearing the name made the white-robed man twitch all over. He immediately let go of the gray-haired woman's tits, and her nipples sprang back to their original shape.

"Could you come with me for a moment?"

"Mm... okay."

Luo Qingyuan didn't sense the slightest trace of hostility from him, so he quickly followed him to the shattered edge of the platform.

"Could I make a deal with you?"

"What kind of deal?"

Now it was Luo Qingyuan's turn to be baffled. Countless possibilities flashed through his mind, none of them half as ridiculous as what the man said next.

"It's simple. Please go beg your second senior sister to stop coming here and ruining our Hall of Carnal Spring. The other disciples are one thing, but last time she sucked me dry for an entire day and I dropped a full two minor levels! She's terrifying! All ten of us are seventh- or eighth-tier Melting Snow cultivators, and between dual cultivation and everything else, she drained us of two, even three, minor realms. We can't train back up at all lately. We're doomed." The more the white-robed man spoke, the worse he felt. Luo Qingyuan had to raise a hand to his face, because he was starting to lose it.

Second Senior Sister Xing Jian had a gentle temperament and an outstanding figure, brown hair and brown eyes. It was hard to imagine that someone with such abundant fruit and a peach-round ass could also have such a slender waist, her proportions so perfect that An Yuning never stopped praising them. At only twenty-four, she was already a peerless beauty.

Whether or not she had sex was one thing, but on ordinary days she was gentle and soft-spoken; once she started fucking, she turned frighteningly wild. Her hardened body let her cunt swallow cock after cock for more than ten hours without drying out, and the more she fought, the fiercer she got.

Thanks to her natural talent for dual cultivation and her sultry body, she'd already been stuck at the ninth tier of Melting Snow for half a year, and could break through at any time.

Her artifact, Lingluo Zhiyuan, was just two ribbons, but she had forcibly turned them into a bondage tool. Men whose cultivation was weaker than hers simply could not escape.

"Really, if it's this fallen woman, we'll just give her to you to play with. You really have to help the brothers out -- this one we'll give to you after we train her too! How about that!" Seeing that Luo Qingyuan still had not reacted, the white-robed man grew anxious. He turned around, scooped up the naked gray-haired woman, and brought her over to Luo Qingyuan to sweeten the deal.

"How about this: you send both of them to Yuchun House in our town, and make sure the people here stay safe. I'll go say something on your behalf. After all, if I help you, I'm probably the one who'll suffer for it." Luo Qingyuan spread his hands helplessly. He wanted to see whether the white-robed man would agree, and in the end the man nodded without even thinking.

"Deal! Good brother! From now on this Yuchun House is under the protection of our Hall of Carnal Spring! Nobody will dare come looking for trouble! And you don't need to worry about the people from Orchid Valley either. Our elders plan to wipe them all out in one sweep and train every last one of them into sex slaves."

"Then send a few more over to Yuchun House later."

"Sure! Why not! As long as you keep your second senior sister from coming back to torment us, these little favors don't count for anything!" Second Senior Sister, just what on earth did you do in their Hall of Carnal Spring? They're terrified out of their minds!

Luo Qingyuan looked at the white-robed man and only felt pity for him. Just thinking about Xing Jian made the man's legs start trembling uncontrollably.

"Wait -- today's auction ends here. Please patiently await notice of the next auction." In truth, the guests who stayed behind were terrified at the sight. The several visitors from nearby towns, whose average cultivation was lower, were even more frightened. They wanted nothing to do with the fallen women from these dangerous sects and fled in no time.

"Hey, why don't you come fuck her for a while? She's still a virgin, tight as hell." The white-robed man said this while his cock was already probing the gray-haired woman's pussy, and a stubborn grin kept surfacing on his face.

"No, no. My sex slaves would get jealous."

Luo Qingyuan waved him off. His little junior sister really would be a pain if she got jealous. Better to avoid extra trouble.

"Sigh. As expected of a disciple of the Exiled Moon Palace, the quality of the sex slaves you pick up is high." The white-robed man reached out and squeezed the gray-haired woman's tits as she crawled on all fours, sighing in admiration.

"Is that so? Thanks for the compliment. I like them very much."

"Women like these, with a bit of training from the Hall of Carnal Spring, would definitely become hot-selling sex slaves. But our two sects have different philosophies. How about I give you this, and you can come over to our Hall of Carnal Spring's brothel to play later, free of charge."

"Wouldn't that be a bit awkward if it's free?"

"How could we possibly charge you? If the other senior brothers and juniors knew you'd helped them out, even the fairy courtesans would line up to let you fuck them for free for a few days."

"Ahaha -- remember to send them to Yuchun House! I'm heading back now, you handle things here."

"Got it!"

The white-robed man resumed his more ferocious plowing, and the gray-haired woman's earlier arrogance had already turned into shy, cooperative hip-wagging. She was starting to smell like a sex slave now.

"Master?"

"Nothing. Let's go back."

Luo Qingyuan inspected the crystal drill in his hand for a moment before putting it away.

"Okay."

Mo Huali didn't ask any more questions. She looped her arm through Luo Qingyuan's, as always squeezing his arm between her breasts.

"By the way, is Second Senior Sister also obsessed with sex?" Liu Wenyin hooked her breasts around Luo Qingyuan's other arm and answered without hesitation.

"Rather than that, except for Fourth Senior Sister and Fifth Senior Sister, everyone is a sex maniac like Master."

"That's terrifying. Let's send her a message when we get back."

"Master, do you think a whorish courtesan suits the brothel?"

"Well, I don't know."

"It feels like Master likes that type quite a bit."

Liu Wenyin tilted her head and looked into Luo Qingyuan's eyes, showing no extra reaction.

"A little, I guess."

"Got it. Sister Huali, change your look a bit after we get back."

"Huh? Do I need to?"

"This slut thinks it's very necessary."

"Then..."

Mo Huali hesitated, met Liu Wenyin's gaze, and still nodded.

"Actually, no need for that, haha."

Luo Qingyuan laughed it off. He didn't want Liu Wenyin turning Mo Huali into a sex-crazed monster too.

After that, the innkeeper was overjoyed. Not only had he gotten two gorgeous sex slaves for free, one fallen woman and one slut, but even the ownership papers still listed him as the master. They both had the strength of the third or fourth tier of Flying Flower, so they could be fucked and also serve as security guards.

He had also formed friendly ties with the Hall of Carnal Spring, purely by piggybacking on Luo Qingyuan's influence.

Once the two sex slaves joined Yuchun House, they became its hottest star courtesans. As for later taking in plenty more sluts sent over from Orchid Valley by the Hall of Carnal Spring and suddenly rising to fame as a brothel in more than a dozen towns, that's a story for later.