Chapter 8: First Taste of the Immortal Courtesans

Majestic and imposing—that was Luo Qingyuan's first impression of Linlang Beauty Pavilion when he saw it for real. It was twelve stories tall. In this world, this was the first time he had seen anything so enormous. Except for the top two floors, which were a little smaller, the rest were all the same size. By rough estimate it covered at least several hundred thousand square meters. Looking up was exhausting, and only after he walked inside did he truly feel the shock of it.

There were far too many people, and a lot of the place felt surprisingly modern, though that was nothing strange anymore.

Luo Qingyuan thought as much. Since it was his first time at Linlang Beauty Pavilion, he ought to look around. Although he had brought Mo Huali and Liu Wenyin with him, they obeyed Luo Qingyuan's request, following his steps and looking around without saying much.

"This guest looks like it's your first time here. Would you like me to explain things for you?" A sweet voice came from behind Luo Qingyuan. He turned and saw a sex slave in a sheer silk dress smiling at him. Her hands were folded over her smooth lower abdomen, her ample breasts were left uncovered, and her erect nipples were bound by a silken ring controlled by reliable spiritual power. Hanging beneath was a strip of cloth with writing on it, reading on both sides: soft tits clamp cocks busy at work, white cum for clothes.

It swayed and spun in the breeze, unmistakably suggestive.

Her pale neck wore a soft jade collar engraved with: Fallen Woman 102.

Each of her snow-white thighs wore a leg ring, and every step made them ring together with the bells at her ankles. Her pretty feet were set in high-heeled sandals, making the lines of her calves especially alluring.

As expected, the higher the cultivation, the better the figure and looks became.

Luo Qingyuan had heard that saying from his master, but he hadn't taken it seriously. After all, back then he had only been in contact with the senior and junior sisters of Moonfall Palace. Where would he have had that many chances to meet women?

"So beautiful..."

Mo Huali tugged Liu Wenyin's little finger and whispered into her ear in a voice only the other could hear.

"Everyone here should be at this level... I need to learn from them!"

"Huh?"

Liu Wenyin studied the sex slaves servicing customers around them, and a fierce hunger to learn, along with an unyielding spirit, flared in her chest.

"Please channel your spiritual power into me."

Fallen Woman 102 bowed slightly. Her black hair cascaded like a waterfall, covering most of her lush breasts. She took one of Luo Qingyuan's hands and guided it to her nipple.

"Then... the spiritual thread is drawn out from the nipple ring. That's the first thing customers do when choosing a sex slave. As long as you hold the thread, we'll follow the customer together." The thread in Luo Qingyuan's hand tugged Fallen Woman 102's breasts upward, and even that slight lift made the heavy weight obvious.

"It seems you really like this feeling. No wonder you're a customer who already has two sex slaves. Let me continue the introduction." Fallen Woman 102 glanced at Mo Huali and Liu Wenyin, then gave Luo Qingyuan a friendly smile.

"Linlang Beauty Pavilion is divided into twelve floors. The first floor is the reception hall, where you can choose the sex slaves you want." Even while being led by the breast, Fallen Woman 102 still naturally guided Luo Qingyuan one step ahead, making him grip and knead her snowy, plump ass.

On the wall, which rose the height of the building like an electronic display board, were hundreds of naked half-body portraits of sex slaves. Beneath each portrait were names and things Luo Qingyuan could not understand, and there were four such walls.

Such high-end portraits. Are they paintings? Doesn't seem like it... not photos either... Then what are they?

Just as Luo Qingyuan was about to ask, Fallen Woman 102 seemed to read his mind and answered.

"There is information on nearly two thousand sex slaves here. The names we had before becoming sex slaves were discarded. The names we use now are our rank plus a number, so calling me Fallen Woman 102 is enough. The words beneath the names are the categories. We are divided into five types according to what we're best at." Fallen Woman 102 pulled Luo Qingyuan's hand down a little, rubbing her plump ass against his palm again, her face red with obvious enjoyment.

"Sweet-lip sucking, breast squeezing, cunt milking, winding passage biting the root, and pretty feet sucking seed. If you choose a sex slave's specialty service, it costs extra."

"I understand, but why are the portraits flashing?"

"Flashing means a customer is talking with her. If she's confirmed as being used, she'll go dark. If she hasn't been used, she stays lit. Whether she's chosen depends on whether the customer has done the nipple-thread pull." Luo Qingyuan nodded and followed her to the signboard.

"The second floor is the restaurant. You can lead a sex slave there to enjoy the food. The meals have an aphrodisiac effect and can make you fight harder and harder." Fallen Woman 102 rubbed her thighs together, looking desperately horny, yet still insisted on explaining things to Luo Qingyuan.

"I can smell her heat from a mile away..."

"Huh? Arousal has a smell?"

"I think it does."

Liu Wenyin nodded with complete conviction. Mo Huali sniffed the air in confusion, then sniffed herself, unable to find any difference.

"The third floor is the sucking arena. Here, the sex slaves offer customers sweet lips and tongue, sucking and licking them. In the center there is also a sex slave's slutty begging-for-seed dance to watch, so please enjoy it. In this arena, customers are not allowed to shove their thick cocks into a sex slave's wet pussy." Fallen Woman 102 made a loose grasping gesture, stuck out her tongue near the web of her thumb, and looked shamelessly alluring.

"Ah... okay."

I kind of want to do it. My erection is getting a little hard to bear.

"The fourth floor is the breast-fucking arena. Here, the sex slaves serve customers with silky titty sex using their soft breasts. There's also a begging-for-seed dance in the center, though it's a little different. Remember, penetration isn't allowed on this floor either. By the way, this slave is of the breast-squeeze type, and customers all speak highly of this slave's full tits~" Fallen Woman 102 let a lewd smile ripple over her lips, then looked down at Luo Qingyuan's lower half, going from amazement to delight.

"Guest, in the brothels of the Hall of Carnal Spring, being naked doesn't matter, so let this slave help you take them off--mmh--guest, you really were born with a mighty, powerful cock~" The instant Luo Qingyuan's pants were stripped off by Fallen Woman 102, his cock, already starved for attention, slapped her across the mouth and pressed against the corner of her lips.

Fallen Woman 102 forced herself to endure the urge to take the glans into her mouth and struggled to stand, using only her little hand to stroke it.

"Sister Huali..."

"Mm... me too..."

The two little sex slaves behind Luo Qingyuan were no surprise at all; they were already getting wet and craving a cock to thrust into their pussies.

"The fifth floor is the footjob arena. Customers can play with the sex slaves' little feet however they want. Socks are your choice, and whatever clothes are available here, you can have the sex slaves change into them. Penetration isn't allowed here either. If you want something deeper with a sex slave, you have to go up another floor, to the sixth--" Fallen Woman 102 took several deep breaths and once again forced the urge down.

"The seventh floor is the creampie arena. You can taste a sex slave's slick, tight twin holes here, and you can also enjoy the fun of a gang bang. Of course, this slave can serve you as well."

"Introduce the others first."

"Mm... the eighth, ninth, and tenth floors are all for customers who book by the day. Buy a sex slave's use rights for a day or a few days, and you can take her anywhere you want. Of course, if you directly buy a sex slave produced by the Hall of Carnal Spring, you can also stay here for at least five days. Only here can you order immortal courtesan service, so that's more like a restriction." Luo Qingyuan listened and glanced at the wall. There really were no immortal courtesans he had been thinking about; at most, there were seductive prostitutes.

"The eleventh and twelfth floors are only for Hall of Carnal Spring staff. Outsiders aren't allowed."

"Understood--"

"So, would you like to consider sleeping with this lowly slave? This slave is still fairly cheap~ I can even give you some bonuses?~" Fallen Woman 102 blew hot breath near Luo Qingyuan's ear, and her mind was already full of that outrageously thick cock. She itched with impatience.

"By the way, one of the Hall of Carnal Spring brothers gave me this and said I just had to bring it." Luo Qingyuan took out the crystal diamond that had begun to glow, and Fallen Woman 102's eyes instantly cleared. She regretfully glanced at Luo Qingyuan's rod.

"This is a credential issued by the Hall of Carnal Spring to special personnel. Please come with me directly to the eleventh floor; the masters will make the decision." Luo Qingyuan looked at the disappointed Fallen Woman 102 and, after thinking it over, gave her a sliver of hope on the stairs.

"Later I'll let you taste my cock. Mouth only."

"Thank you for your grace!"

Fallen Woman 102's hip-swaying as she went upstairs became even sluttier, her mood excellent, her mind full of doing well and getting that big cock to thrust into her sloppy cunt.

"How do I read this price list?"

"Mm, like this~"

Fallen Woman 102 stopped, then turned around and brushed the collar. Points of spiritual light naturally gathered beside her, forming words.

"This is the price for each service--"

"Got it. Let's go up first. Looking at it while walking makes me dizzy."

"This slave understands."

Luo Qingyuan only took a quick look and immediately realized that Linlang Beauty Pavilion's prices were much higher than their Spring Encounter Tower's. Maybe it was because the gap in development was so huge that it felt this shocking.

The entrance to each floor's arena had its doors tightly shut. Two sex slaves lay obediently at the door like dogs, while Hall of Carnal Spring disciples behind them thrust their cocks into them. Whenever a customer wanted to enter, they would shove hard, making the sex slave smack the button beneath her, and the doors would automatically open.

Luo Qingyuan only glanced back once at Mo Huali and the others' situation, but he was shocked by Fallen Woman 102. Along the way up, she seemed to have been dripping wet the whole time, her depravity absurdly excessive.

She really wants to fuck that badly?

Mo Huali swallowed hard. Such a sex slave really was eye-opening.

"We're here. Please go in."

Fallen Woman 102 bowed to the Hall of Carnal Spring disciple at the door, leaned in to explain Luo Qingyuan's situation, and immediately saw the world beyond the door.

"Go in and look for the Fifth Pavilion Master. He should be here."

"All right."

Fallen Woman 102 knelt before the guard disciple and sucked his glans for ten seconds before getting up and leading the three of them inside.

"What was that just now...?"

"When they ask something of the masters, sex slaves must offer loyal mouth service to the master's hard cock. That's the rule of the Hall of Carnal Spring." Smiling, Fallen Woman 102 led Luo Qingyuan forward. They took several turns and still didn't see many people.

"Is the Fifth Pavilion Master here?"

"How... oh! You are?"

"Ah-- this--"

"Oh... oh! My disciple gave this to you, I see. Understood, you're the little brother from Moonfall Palace, right? Fine, fine, you've really helped us out a lot!" The Fifth Pavilion Master wore a tired smile, looking listless, as if he had been emptied out.

"How do you mean?"

Luo Qingyuan looked at the man in the gold-embroidered robe before him and sat down where the other gestured.

"Sigh..."

The Fifth Pavilion Master tapped his fingers on the table. Luo Qingyuan felt as though he had seen that expression before on the man in white robes.

"Our Hall of Carnal Spring has always worked closely with Moonfall Palace. The disciples have always obeyed the women of Moonfall Palace to the letter. That means once those ladies' desire grows too strong, the disciples' pleasure turns into torment. Your second senior sister, like your master, has already been put on our warning list. She's too fierce... don't tell me..." The Fifth Pavilion Master nodded bitterly and went on slowly.

"My senior brothers and I were tormented by your master during dual cultivation; my disciples were tormented by your senior sister during dual cultivation. You know how it is: dual cultivation usually doesn't allow climax, and your senior sister and master don't let us spurt whenever we want either, so... it's exhausting. One release a day is enough to leave you limp with fatigue. We can't beat them... so we can only suffer and enjoy it. After all, our grandmasters went through the same thing too... and back when the former Palace Master of Moonfall Palace still lived, she even owed us a favor... sigh, being able to keep them from coming around at all is already a huge blessing."

"So that's how it is... but I only told my second senior sister. I didn't even agree to let Master out..." Luo Qingyuan felt like laughing, but he really hadn't told his master not to come out--"Master... Master said she'd wait for you to go back and spar with you, so she's enduring it."

Pfft--

Hearing Liu Wenyin's words, the Fifth Pavilion Master burst out laughing and looked pityingly at Luo Qingyuan, whose face had turned into a bitter gourd in an instant.

"Hang in there..."

"I'm doomed..."

"By the way, these two are your sex slaves too, right? This one is obviously not from Moonfall Palace, but she's still stunningly beautiful. You've got some real skill."

"Ahhh... ah! Thank you!"

Mo Huali awkwardly bowed in acknowledgment. Her long hair, not properly tied up, hung down in a messy spill, and she fumbled to fix it.

"This one should be your junior sister, right? If I remember correctly."

"How do you know?"

Liu Wenyin stared coldly into the Fifth Pavilion Master's eyes, trying to get the answer directly.

"Your master told us ages ago that she had a little disciple who never smiled, and she even showed us a portrait. If we accidentally captured and refined you into a sex slave, wouldn't she come knocking on our door for revenge?" The Fifth Pavilion Master took a sip of tea and continued.

"We used to grab the wrong people all the time. After all, the women of Moonfall Palace are all incomparable beauties. Later we made a rule that the women of Moonfall Palace have to wear clothes whenever they go out, so this kind of mistake wouldn't happen again. The little disciples can't possibly remember that many faces. Clothes are easier to recognize."

"I see..."

Luo Qingyuan nodded. This was the first he'd heard of any of this, and even the first time he'd learned just how much power Moonfall Palace actually had. When he had first joined, he had thought it was just an ordinary small sect. As time went on, the surprises only kept piling up.

"You've turned your junior sister into a sex slave, but you don't even think about the senior sisters?"

"I... that's deadly... The senior sisters don't seem to run out of stamina. The one who collapses on the bed and can't get back up is me." Looking at Luo Qingyuan's bitter face, the Fifth Pavilion Master, having suffered the same thing himself, couldn't help wanting to laugh too.

"How about this? Over the past month or two, the hall master and the other senior brothers have all gone out to capture new beauties and refine them into sex slaves. If you want, you can pick one or two from the beauties they just brought back, as an elder's New Year gift to you. Of course, their cultivation is definitely not low; they're all being raised as reserve immortal courtesans."

"Don't tell me it's because New Year is coming..."

"A new year needs a new look. There ought to be new sex slaves."

"And that thing about giving one away for free if you get her pregnant, that wouldn't be because..."

"We got tired of it."

Luo Qingyuan clicked his tongue. That really was the most plainspoken reason.

"Strip away the last bit of value and then send them off. Pretty good, though immortal courtesans are a little harder."

"Why?"

Luo Qingyuan had thought the Hall of Carnal Spring was just talking, but they actually gave them away.

"The higher the cultivation, the older the age. The lowest age in this batch of immortal courtesans is a hundred; the oldest is around three hundred. They've already been gang-banged in the Hall of Carnal Spring for more than two hundred years. Getting them pregnant is just too hard."

"So long... and none of them have conceived?"

"Not a single one... Their bodies and sex organs are exactly as perfect as they were in their prime, but... they just won't get pregnant..." The Fifth Pavilion Master looked at Luo Qingyuan, thought for a moment, and came up with an idea.

"Why don't you try one? The oldest one--"

"It's a little hard to get over that hurdle..."

"The age gap? Doesn't matter! They're nothing but bitches living for a man's cock. What do you care how old they are? Every one of them has a top-grade cunt. They'll definitely feel great!" The Fifth Pavilion Master made a strong promise, and Luo Qingyuan had seen the exact same expression on sales managers back in his previous life.

"Why not just give them away directly?"

"Because we have principles! If you just hand them out, it makes the customers' business hard to do."

"Fine..."

"Just so happens that Linlang Beauty Pavilion still has one immortal courtesan that was sent over recently. I'll call her over. The others are still receiving customers, and after this round I'll have them all serve you. Stay here with us for half a month! We'll get them all pregnant!" The more the Fifth Pavilion Master spoke, the more excited he got, and he directly called Fallen Woman 102 over.

"Go! Take them to the tenth floor's private area."

"All right."

"Don't lick. Just go."

The Fifth Pavilion Master refused Fallen Woman 102's oral service and went out first to look for the immortal courtesan.

"This feels kind of weird..."

Luo Qingyuan thought as much, but he still followed her to the tenth floor.

"Is there no one here?"

Luo Qingyuan looked around and didn't see a single person, but the interior design made him feel a little dazed.

The spacious floor was divided by walls into many private compartments. Apart from a few resting rooms, each compartment held different tools for training.

The zone Luo Qingyuan stood in could see the other zones, but transparent walls kept them separate and unreachable.

"This is where the masters train the sex slaves. Ordinary people can only play with sex slaves outside this private area, but this time, guest, you should be special, so we've arranged you here--if you open this, you can see the situation in the other areas on this floor." Fallen Woman 102 searched the transparent wall for a while, and then more than ten compartments appeared on the wall as live images, making Luo Qingyuan feel as if he were in a monitoring room.

"Mm-- guest, about what we agreed on before..."

Fallen Woman 102 fidgeted, swaying her hips beside Luo Qingyuan, her eyes fixed tightly on that proud giant dragon.

"Then lick for a bit."

Fallen Woman 102's eyes lit up at once. Excited, she dropped straight to her knees in front of Luo Qingyuan's rod, reverently taking it in hand. She licked upward from the scrotum, her soft, nimble little tongue exploring through the dense undergrowth, sliding along to the glans, then sweeping down from the side as her lips gathered around it. She repeated it left and right, and only after a minute or two did she take the glans into her mouth, circling the tip with her tongue and brushing it again and again for stimulation.

"Grrr..."

Fallen Woman 102 looked utterly intoxicated. She didn't forget to keep her eyes on Luo Qingyuan's either. Every time she let go, he could see her tongue curling around the glans.

"Do you like swallowing cum?"

"Mm--"

Fallen Woman 102 licked for a full five minutes, shifting from sucking to massaging with her tongue, getting hotter and hotter. When she heard Luo Qingyuan's question, she worked even harder.

"Then you have to drink it all down."

"Mm-hmm--"

Luo Qingyuan just wanted to send her off as soon as possible and conserve his strength, so he shot a little early for her. Even so, it filled half her mouth, and thick white cum dribbled from the corner of her lips. She hurriedly licked it back into her mouth, opened up to show Luo Qingyuan, then swallowed it with obvious delight.

"Let's go."

"All right."

Fallen Woman 102 kept looking back every few steps, but she still couldn't win Luo Qingyuan's favor. Head hanging, she shut the door and left.

"I can't fuck you two today, so you'll have to bear with it."

"Okay..."

Only Mo Huali answered weakly. She was lying on the sofa nearby, while Liu Wenyin had already taken out the jade shaft she never left behind and began practicing oral sex.

"I've brought your little brother over!"

The Fifth Pavilion Master pushed open the private-room door in a rush, looking so radiant that he seemed as if he might die at any moment.

"Hall master... aren't you a little too excited?"

"That’s right! There’s no telling, it might actually work - ah, no - you little bastard!" The Fifth Pavilion Master glared at Luo Qingyuan, then dragged over a peerless sex slave with long blue-green hair and hauled her straight to Luo Qingyuan’s side, never once letting his hands linger on her body.

"Jade Milk, for the next two weeks you’re going to let this little brother fuck you properly. If you’re not pregnant, don’t come looking for us."

"Yes..."

Luo Qingyuan only gave her a sideways glance. The cock that had just blown its load immediately surged back to life, and the fairy courtesan before him was no less stunning in face or figure than his own master, carrying herself with an elegant, otherworldly freshness.

"What do you think, little brother? Jade Milk Courtesan. Like her?"

Luo Qingyuan nodded so fast his head nearly jerked off. He had always loved this sort of scene, where a pure, immaculate fairy became a toy, and he enjoyed the feeling of conquest.

"But why give away a sex slave at this level?"

Luo Qingyuan circled around Jade Milk Courtesan. Beneath the white silk robe, her body was all curves in all the right places. Her small white feet in high heels were delicate and lovely, making people want to protect them.

"Well... how should I put it? She’s frigid. No matter how beautiful she is, no matter how tempting she looks, we don’t really like sex slaves like that. There’s no feedback at all, nothing like we expected, so ever since she became a fairy courtesan more than fifty years ago, we’ve only ever shoved her out to receive clients."

"I see..."

Seeing Luo Qingyuan fold his arms in thought, the Fifth Pavilion Master stepped forward and tore Jade Milk Courtesan’s silk robe clean open, revealing her snow-white, full, tempting body.

"Use whatever wardrobe is here however you like. I’m leaving first to see whether I can get some other fairy courtesans over here."

"Ah... all right."

"By the way, do your two sex slaves need to learn how to satisfy men? Our Hall of Carnal Spring has a huge collection of works they can study -" Before the Fifth Pavilion Master could even finish, Liu Wenyin answered first.

"Yes! We want to read all of them!"

"Then... I do too..."

Mo Huali flushed red and answered timidly.

"Then I’ll tell the disciples not to come here today. You two play first. As for the works, just tap that milky-white wall and it’ll automatically bring up the options for you to choose from. You can read all of them." After the Fifth Pavilion Master said that and left, Liu Wenyin slapped the wall in eager impatience, and Luo Qingyuan couldn’t help clicking his tongue when he saw it.

Huh? Wait, isn’t that a little too modern? This is basically a touch screen.

Generations of fairy courtesans begging for seed dance

Sex slave training manual

Fuck-pussy hymns

Cock-sucking special collection

...

Luo Qingyuan only skimmed the titles before once again doubting the history of this Hall of Carnal Spring. Could it be... His light screen suddenly lit up, and for a fleeting moment he seemed to see a line of text flash by - a product of world fusion.

Then it vanished. Liu Wenyin and Mo Huali didn’t care about any of that. They were already sitting with full concentration on the round sofa in front of the white wall, reading the contents of the generations-old fairy courtesans begging for seed dance, the images so clear it felt like they were right there in person.

"Come here."

Luo Qingyuan beckoned to Jade Milk Courtesan. She twisted her slender waist and full hips as she walked up to him.

Let me check her info first...

Luo Qingyuan narrowed his eyes and carefully inspected Jade Milk Courtesan’s profile. He wanted to see exactly what the reason was.

Jade Milk Courtesan. Former name: Xia Xiaoxun. Former saintess of the Seven Stars Sect. Current cultivation: Hidden Moon Fourth Heaven. Talent age: 141.

Innate lust slave. Anyone can ride her. Pure heart, untainted by the dust of the mortal world. Bears a famed sex feature - Pink Peach Beads. Extraordinary stamina... You’ve got a famed asset too...

Luo Qingyuan wrapped an arm around Jade Milk Courtesan’s slender waist and led her down onto the sofa, pressing her snow-white, full hips against his crotch. His dragon was trapped between her soft thighs, and the moment his fingers touched that famed pair of jade breasts, he felt astonishing elasticity and softness. He lifted one from below, sinking his fingers into the flesh, and used his thumb to flick the already perked-up pink nipple. The areola and nipple were both a tender pink, but compared with Mo Huali and the others, they were a size larger.

Bad status: extremely low libido, mental disorder.

Danger status: dollification continuing.

Luo Qingyuan, unable to make sense of the screen, immediately asked what the status meant. He got an answer at once.

Because of the soul-seizing, mind-binding spell, Jade Milk Courtesan would, in an irreversible trend, become a puppet that only obeyed orders, until she rapidly died.

Soul-seizing, mind-binding?

One of the secret slave-training arts of the Hall of Carnal Spring. If successfully used on a woman, she would become a conscious sex slave; if it failed, all kinds of negative effects could appear, and dollification was only one of them.

Dollification meant gradually becoming an inanimate thing, acting only on instinct and subconscious impulse, while her lifespan sharply declined. At present, Jade Milk Courtesan still had one year left before fully becoming a puppet, and three years left before death.

"What?"

Luo Qingyuan couldn’t help blurting out in surprise. The Jade Milk Courtesan sitting on him didn’t react at all, and Mo Huali and the other woman were still fully immersed in the obscene seed-begging dance.

Is there a way to fix it?

The flicker on the screen paused for a moment, then gave a definite answer. A line of text appeared instantly.

Yes.

Make her pregnant, then abort the child, and death can be avoided, restoring her original lifespan ceiling.

But dollification cannot be avoided. The only option is to preserve a wisp of her old soul, and let her act on subconscious instinct and the master’s commands.

"I’m going to get you pregnant!"

Luo Qingyuan parted Jade Milk Courtesan’s full lips with two fingers and gripped his dragon with one hand, thrusting it straight into her. Her cunt contracted with a virgin-like crushing tightness. Before Luo Qingyuan even gave an order, she was already automatically twisting her waist.

"Glupp, glupp..."

There was no reaction on Jade Milk Courtesan’s face, but her cunt was filthy as hell, every squeeze matching the downward kiss of the womb’s base. Even her slow hip swaying left Luo Qingyuan feeling more than satisfied.

Your sexual compatibility with Jade Milk Courtesan - 100%

The screen suddenly popped up, and before Luo Qingyuan finished reading it, two more lines flashed by.

Sexual compatibility with Mo Huali - 99%

Sexual compatibility with Liu Wenyin - 90%

Why do you seem smarter now? You’re reacting pretty quickly.

The screen gave no response. After a short while, it began listing the information on its own.

Jade Milk Courtesan

Mouth use count: 12,580

Breast use count: 48,907

Pussy use count: 46,120

Ass use count: 30,069

Tender feet use count: 26,904

Times gang-fucked: 9,604

Semen dependence: low

Cock dependence: medium

"You’ve been fucked this many times and you’re still this tight? Fairy courtesans really are something." Luo Qingyuan sighed in admiration, but his hips never stopped. His upward thrusts grew even harder. Slapping sounds mixed with wet squelches as he kissed Jade Milk Courtesan’s soft lips while kneading that pair of plump, springy famed breasts. He kneaded the areolas for a long time before finally hearing a soft moan.

If the Fifth Pavilion Master were here, he would definitely be shocked. Jade Milk Courtesan, who had always acted only according to orders, was now occasionally showing a feminine, seductive expression, deliberately pressing her lust-heavy breasts into Luo Qingyuan’s palm.

"Looks like you want my cock too. I’ll make sure this filthy body is used to its fullest." The semen Luo Qingyuan had saved inside Fallen Woman 102’s mouth was now all poured into Jade Milk Courtesan’s womanly, seductive cunt. Her womb entrance kept sucking, while her tight flesh greedily milked out thick white seed.

"What a greedy bitch."

Luo Qingyuan was very satisfied with Jade Milk Courtesan’s performance. He wrapped an arm around her slender waist and stroked her lower belly, moving his palm little by little, while the other hand brutally tore through the thin white stockings and roughly squeezed those beautiful legs.

Not enough.

It was as if Luo Qingyuan had flipped a switch, and his actions grew rougher too.

"Stand up!"

Jade Milk Courtesan staggered to her feet. Her soft, bouncy breasts trembled as she straightened up, only to be ordered by Luo Qingyuan to hook open her own cunt with both hands and bend her knees to spread her legs.

"Hold that pose."

The moment Jade Milk Courtesan spread her pussy lips, thick ropes of cum began pouring out, for several seconds straight.

Luo Qingyuan admired Jade Milk Courtesan’s naked body, completely unable to tell her age at all. No matter how he looked at her, she seemed no older than her twenties. Her sex-slave emblem was a ruler etched on her lower abdomen, reading from bottom to top: short, comfortable, master?

, cock addict?

, semen-storage slave?

I wonder how high I can get...

Luo Qingyuan glanced at the two women who were still studying, then began to explore the training devices in the compartment. Finally he stopped in front of a box. Just looking at it made his heart start racing, as if he had a premonition that once he opened it, there would be no going back.

"Ohhh~"

Luo Qingyuan accidentally touched a pillar-shaped object. He had thought it was a fake cock, but it suddenly spat out a sheet of soft paper printed with an image from the top.

The screen lit up all at once, and Luo Qingyuan couldn’t help admiring how intelligent it was.

World-Imprint Flag - by constructing spirit-silk paper from spiritual threads, every scene aligned with the opening of the World-Imprint Flag is copied onto it, and after three seconds it automatically slips out from the tail end of the flag.

Holy shit, a Polaroid!

Luo Qingyuan immediately started thinking about how to squeeze some useful stuff out of the Fifth Pavilion Master and take it home with him.

"Master - this - I can learn it -"

Mo Huali shouted in Luo Qingyuan’s direction, pointing at the image on the wall and then at her own face.

Luo Qingyuan looked at the obscene, lewd dancing on the wall, gave Mo Huali a thumbs-up, and then kept fiddling with other unseen training tools.

Oh? There’s a pen?

"Can this be washed off if I write on the body?"

Still maintaining the position with her legs spread and her pussy open, Jade Milk Courtesan glanced at the pen in Luo Qingyuan’s hand and replied,

"It fades automatically after three days."

"Good, good."

Luo Qingyuan held the pen and started considering what kind of marks he could leave on Jade Milk Courtesan.

"Mm..."

Jade Milk Courtesan’s peachy ass took a hard slap from Luo Qingyuan, and the bright red handprint stood out vividly against her snow-white cheeks. The sting made her cunt clamp down, forcing out the last bit of semen it could squeeze out.

The screen suddenly jumped up and displayed Jade Milk Courtesan’s status.

Fertilization failed, please try again.

"Then I’ll cum again. I’m definitely going to get you pregnant."

Luo Qingyuan bent down and pressed his face against Jade Milk Courtesan’s full breasts, using his tongue to suck hard on one nipple while also grabbing and kneading the other free breast.

"Come here."

Luo Qingyuan hooked Jade Milk Courtesan by the nipple and led her onto the round bed. From this angle, they could fully see the scenery of every level within the "monitor."

"You know the seed-begging dance, right? Dance it right here."

Leaning against a pile of pillows, Luo Qingyuan urged Jade Milk Courtesan on expectantly, while aiming the World-Imprint Flag at her, intending to record her dance.

"Understood."

Jade Milk Courtesan climbed off the bed, skillfully opened the bedside cabinet, and took out one decorative piece after another to put on her body.

One silver ornament after another radiated spiritual energy. Luo Qingyuan vaguely felt that these ornaments were the very magical implements Jade Milk Courtesan had been wearing at the start. The floral jewel earrings and snowflake head chain were made from the same material, gleaming with costly brilliance. The jade necklace wrapped itself in milky-white spiritual energy and settled precisely into the deep valley of her cleavage. The bracelets, leg rings, and ankle bells were all carved from the same blue-green gold jade stone and strung together with spirit-silk thread, making her skin look even more tender. She did not remove the white stockings, which could be considered respect for Luo Qingyuan’s preference.

Finally, she took out three silver flower pendants and handed them to Luo Qingyuan.

"Please put them on Jade Milk."

When Jade Milk Courtesan spoke, her voice was very gentle, soft and warm, but there was little spirit in her blue-green eyes. Her body was a toy acting according to past commands.

"How do I put these on?"

Luo Qingyuan looked at the three pendants in his hand. They felt cool to the touch, and he had no idea what to do.

"Please use spiritual power to activate them, then place them on Jade Milk’s nipples and clitoris." Luo Qingyuan did as told. The flower pendants changed instantly, binding themselves to Jade Milk Courtesan’s nipples and clitoris respectively, and only then was the outfit complete.

"Very pretty. So slutty it makes me want to cum inside you right now."

"Thank you for your praise, customer. Jade Milk exists only as filthy flesh made for your semen." Jade Milk Courtesan silently stepped back, her jade-white feet rising onto their toes as she stood on the bed. Luo Qingyuan rubbed her tits, reluctantly withdrew his hand, and quickly leaned back against the pillow at the head of the bed, intending to admire the seed-begging dance performed by this courtesan he had trained for so long.

The round orb on the bedside cabinet automatically began playing music, the drumbeat dense and rapid. Jade Milk Courtesan’s movements matched the beat perfectly, and her heavy breasts and full ass trembled violently every second. Her toes stayed lightly pointed, her arms drew graceful curves, and her jade hands formed different elegant poses.

She’s pretty skilled, huh?

From the smoothness and control of every move, Luo Qingyuan could feel that her current dancing must be the result of long, grueling practice - seductive and tempting, yet keeping a certain distance.

"Ohhh -"

A change in the music sent Jade Milk Courtesan’s dance in another direction, blatant and shameless.

Slowly, Jade Milk Courtesan used both hands to lift her breasts from below. With her legs slightly O-shaped, she swayed her juicy, full ass left and right, and the flower pendants swayed along with her. Her vividly obscene posture even made Jade Milk Courtesan’s clitoris stand even harder.

"Good, very good. I like it." Luo Qingyuan kept praising her, and his cock was gradually regaining its strength as well.

"Ah!"

Jade Milk Courtesan stood right in front of Luo Qingyuan and twisted her body, slowly turning into a hip-swaying motion. Bit by bit she bent backward, parted her lips, and stuck out her little tongue to tease his glans. When she sank fully into a squat, her warm mouth wrapped around Luo Qingyuan’s entire cock, then she tilted her head up, spitting out the proudly erect shaft.

Luo Qingyuan without hesitation aimed the World-Imprint Flag at Jade Milk Courtesan, and almost at the same time she turned around. Her swaying ass naturally rubbed against Luo Qingyuan’s cock, using both cheeks to clamp and jiggle it while her soft little hand pressed against his thigh. Everything flowed so smoothly it felt effortless.

"I want to fuck your cunt apart more and more."

Luo Qingyuan slapped her peachy ass hard with a great, whooshing smack, sending white ripples through her hips and making his cock bounce twice.

Jade Milk Courtesan turned again, gripped that thick cock, and aimed it at her cunt. Every time she rocked and lowered her hips, only the glans slipped in at first. After more than ten thrusts, she gradually took it deeper, accepting it into her warm embrace.

Luo Qingyuan contentedly arched his waist, matching Jade Milk Courtesan’s rhythm as he stabbed into her core again and again. Her tight flesh-bag greedily sucked at the source of pleasure, her hips and ass rising and falling with slapping force. Watching the flying sway of her breast pendants, Luo Qingyuan’s lust only climbed higher.

"Whoa... Jade Milk Courtesan’s seed-begging dance is so intense. It feels really hard to learn."

"If you practice more, you should be able to get it."

Liu Wenyin patted her own breasts and replied with great confidence to Mo Huali.

"Hiss -"

Mo Huali watched Luo Qingyuan brutally tugging Jade Milk Courtesan’s nipples while slapping her plump ass, and swallowed hard.

"Is that how a master is...?"

"Hm? Isn’t a sex slave just the master’s sex toy? Being treated roughly is perfectly normal." Liu Wenyin blinked and told Mo Huali very seriously.

"Oh..."

Luo Qingyuan’s full-force thrusting continued. Gradually, one could see drops of slick appearing at the point of sex. Jade Milk Courtesan’s movements became more and more chaotic, driven only by the urge to squeeze out seed.

"Ho -"

Luo Qingyuan wrapped both hands around Jade Milk Courtesan’s whole ass and pressed her hard onto his cock. Even thicker semen flooded into her flesh-wrapped sex, filling her womb.

Jade Milk Courtesan was fucked so hard she lost herself, her slender waist twitching helplessly as she squeezed down on the cock still buried deep and full at her womb entrance.

"Not bad at all."

Luo Qingyuan stroked Jade Milk Courtesan’s silk-soft feet and kissed her neck in satisfaction. The cock that had just finished cumming showed no sign of going limp.

"Get up! You haven’t satisfied the customer yet, how can you slack off first? Keep moving!"

"Sii..."

Jade Milk Courtesan, tongue thick and dazed, lifted her big ass and sat back down again. Her perfunctory response made Luo Qingyuan want to bully her even more.

"Faster!"

Bright red finger marks appeared on her snow-white breast peaks, and the flower pendants flew wildly as he slapped them.

"Feels good."

Luo Qingyuan watched the cum overflowing around their joined sex and kept hitting Jade Milk Courtesan’s tits. Every slap made her cunt clamp again.

The screen lit up again, this time bringing good news.

Jade Milk Courtesan, fertilized!

"That’s weird."

Luo Qingyuan had already thought it was weird. Why had the fertilization process only taken a few short minutes? Normally, no matter what, it should take at least a day.

"Little brother, how was it? Good fuck?"

The Fifth Pavilion Master brought over a fresh batch of sex slaves and glanced at Jade Milk Courtesan, who had been fucked half unconscious, clearly very satisfied.

"Good. I feel like Jade Milk Courtesan is definitely going to get pregnant -"

"Then that’s great! I brought you two more fairy courtesans. See whether you can fuck them pregnant too. This one is the Cock-Licking Courtesan, and this one is the Tender-Foot Courtesan." The Fifth Pavilion Master shoved the two freshly washed women toward Luo Qingyuan and continued talking.

"Fuck them first. Food and the rest, go get it from the eighth floor later. Tomorrow when we train new sex slaves, you can come watch, pick the ones you like, and fuck them with us."

"Fine. These two aren’t going to have any age issues or anything, are they..."

"Ha - with faces and bodies this good, age doesn’t matter." The Fifth Pavilion Master walked up to Luo Qingyuan, grabbed one of Jade Milk Courtesan’s breasts, and suddenly looked overjoyed.

"Good, good. I’m going to go report the good news to the brothers - ah, no, I’m leaving first, okay? Take good care of them!" The Fifth Pavilion Master’s palm came down heavily on the two courtesans’ asses as he gave his fierce instructions.

"How can they be such brats..."

The Cock-Licking Courtesan pouted in disgust, and the contempt in her tone made Luo Qingyuan decide he would make her weak womb beg for mercy today.

The Cock-Licking Courtesan was also a sex slave refined by the Soul-Seizing, Mind-Binding art. Unlike Jade Milk Courtesan, she was a successful masterpiece, and therefore still had her own thoughts and plans.

"Little brother, play with them however you want. They can’t resist you anyway." The Fifth Pavilion Master gave his word with complete confidence, and even his steps out the door seemed lighter.

"Let me take a look."

Luo Qingyuan circled around the Cock-Licking Courtesan and the Tender-Foot Courtesan. He was going to inspect their information properly.

Cock-Licking Courtesan

Ling Qinghuan. Former deputy sect master of the Abyss of Parting. Current cultivation: Hidden Moon Sixth Heaven. Talent age: 190.

Peerless beauty. Innate lust furnace. Once-in-a-lifetime genius. Overflowing stamina.

Carries a famed sex feature - Lingering Sandalwood.

Mouth use count: 24,582

Breast use count: 12,450

Pussy use count: 33,963

Ass use count: 20,047

Tender feet use count: 10,489

Times gang-fucked: 15,891

Semen dependence: medium

Cock dependence: medium

Tender-Foot Courtesan

Ji Lingluo. Former deputy sect master of the World Trace. Current cultivation: Hidden Moon Sixth Heaven. Talent age: 230.

Dual-cultivation erotic weapon. Innate slut doll. Photographic memory. Stable figure.

Carries a famed sex feature - Sky-Peeping Passage.

Mouth use count: 19,987

Breast use count: 26,874

Pussy use count: 38,672

Ass use count: 11,478

Tender feet use count: 54,782

Times gang-fucked: 22,145

Semen dependence: medium

Cock dependence: medium

"Tender-Foot Courtesan, Cock-Licking Courtesan."

Luo Qingyuan first pointed at the blond-haired, brown-eyed courtesan, then at the tea-haired, tea-eyed courtesan. Even though the Cock-Licking Courtesan was unwilling a hundred times over, she still clicked her tongue and nodded.

"Jade Milk got fucked unconscious?"

The cock-licking courtesan was tossed onto the bed. The breasty courtesan, her pussy still dripping with cum, glanced at Luo Qingyuan.

"Yeah, her cunt is pretty good. I wonder how you two taste. Cock-licker, come clean up that cock."

"I don't want to... ahhh-"

Luo Qingyuan grabbed the cock-licking courtesan by the hair and hauled her straight onto the bed. She was only wearing a black suspender stocking set, and just as she tried to get up and start cursing, Luo Qingyuan cut her off with a warning.

"Hmph."

The cock-licking courtesan pouted, then silently crawled down between his legs and licked little by little at the cock still slick with semen and arousal.

"No way you'd know this woman is over a hundred years old. Not bad, you bitch." Luo Qingyuan approved as he squeezed her tits. Compared with the breasty courtesan, hers were a little smaller and much perkier; a single pinch on her nipple made her shiver and whimper.

"Interesting. Pretty-feet courtesan, come here."

"...As you command."

The pretty-feet courtesan clearly didn't want to either, but she still lowered her head and climbed onto Luo Qingyuan's bed. Her black stockings had a different kind of lace trim, with some sheer cutout sections, and the design was striking.

"Sit behind me and give my chest a massage with your tits."

"Yes..."

The pretty-feet courtesan's long black-stockinged legs were lean and without an ounce of excess flesh. In Luo Qingyuan's eyes, she was a first-rate fuck mount, and those pair of full, heavy tits pressed against his back with especially intense weight.

"Waaah... your foot kicked my chest."

The cock-licking courtesan objected to Luo Qingyuan's idea of using his foot to tease her nipples, and he slapped her across her beautiful cheek.

"Keep licking!"

The cock-licking courtesan sniffled, shot Luo Qingyuan a glare, and resentfully took his cock into her mouth.

They didn't really have that old-woman feel to them at all. Were their mental ages preserved forever in youth?

Luo Qingyuan stroked the silk-clad feet of the pretty-feet courtesan behind him, then turned and looked at her. She understood immediately and leaned in, letting him kiss the corner of her lips.

"Not bad..."

"Looks like Master is really enjoying himself. Then we... are we supposed to..."

"Notes. Everything Master likes has to be written down. I won't lose to any lewd slave." Luo Wenyin's eyes were blazing as she frantically recorded everything in her little notebook, leaving Mo Huali staring at her in a daze.

"Well, no matter what, even if they're courtesans, they're still old women. We're definitely better."

"Huh?"

Luo Wenyin and Mo Huali's whispering went completely unheard by Luo Qingyuan. Right now, his only thought was to fuck these courtesans pregnant, one after another...