’These are her mories,’ Xiao Fang realized.
Wanting to see more, he prepared himself for the next strike.
[ Naked Sword Thrusting 9 Heavens ]
[ 1st thrust ]
She gripped the sheets tightly as she felt his cock thrusting into her squeezing pussy.
[ 2nd thrust ]
Her legs shook as the feeling of heaven amplified.
[ 3rd thrust ]
The more he broke her, the more vulnerable to inspection her soul sea beca.
[ 4th thrust ]
Before he knew it, he was already at the 4th thrust.
Her body had been broken from ecstasy, he could tell she didn’t have a single coherent thought in her pretty head, but he could also see that she still had so fight left in her.
Eyes rolled back, tongue out, and her hips thrusted up as if to tell him to stop.
"F—Fa—Fang—wait. I—I’m going to break ngghhhh~" Her body shivered violently.
But in response, Xiao Fang spoke a single word that made her whole body shatter.
"Good."
Feeling his cock slide back out, her tight cumming pussy was helpless for what ca next.
[ 5th thrust ]
She pushed and stretched, tensing every fiber in her body as her pussy squirted uncontrollably. In that mont, she felt broken.
’This—’ he thought as he could freely explore her soul and all her mories and comprehension.
Like most people here, Hua Rui was a cultivator of the Core realm. However, instead of attending the Black Paradise sect, she instead trained at a minor sect not far from the Li Family clan.
Xiao Fang shifted through her mories, and even absorbed so of the comprehension she gained from spear wielding techniques. Although he didn’t plan on using it, it was still good to know.
Seeing as she was going to lose consciousness, Xiao Fang finally held her tightly before cumming deep inside of her tightly squeezing pussy. Feeling it, her plump milf ass squished up against him, making Xiao Fang grab it as his cock twitched repeatedly inside of her.
Xiao Fang was cumming deep inside of his wife’s lecherous pregnant mother, and it felt incredible. Even though he pushed her past her limits, she took it well.
Slowly, Hua Rui could feel Xiao Fang’s hot cum nourishing her from within. This regenerative feeling was unexpected, but extrely refreshing.
Her body shivered warmly as her pussy stroked his cock as if to milk it for more.
’That was incredible,’ she thought as she rolled partially to her side.
Seeing Xiao Fang still on top of her, she felt his face before kissing him.
"You’re amazing," she told him.
"Does that an you’ve had enough?" Xiao Fang asked sarcastically.
"Not even close," she smiled as she pulled him back in.
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Later that night, after absorbing Hua Rui’s Yin Qi, Xiao Fang sat alone in silence as he began to sort through what he learned from her mories.
The 3 most important things he learned were:
● Lust City belongs to her Hua family clan, a subsidiary clan to the Li.
● Li Lian’s father and the clan Patriarch were planning to arrange her marriage.
● And... War was coming
The second revelation stirred anger he didn’t bother suppressing—but it was the third that truly caught his attention.
From Hua Rui’s mories, the clan causing the Li Family the most trouble over the past decade was the Song Family clan. Xiao Fang recognized the na imdiately. It was the sa clan that had annihilated Xun Wei’s family when she was still a child.
In barely two decades, the Song Family had risen at an alarming pace—forcing their way into recognition as the fourth major clan of the province, just behind the Li, Zhao, and Gao families. Only the Zhao clan remained uninvolved, choosing neutrality over bloodshed.
To counter this, the Li Family had been negotiating extensively with the Gao clan, seeking a formal alliance. Li Lian—and several other won of the Li Family—had been offered up as political leverage, arranged to marry into the Gao clan to secure military backing.
They were treating her like a bargaining chip.
The problem was timing.
The Song Family had begun stirring conflict far earlier than expected. Their intent was obvious—to annex the Li Family before the Gao alliance could be finalized.
Li Lian’s father was already on the front lines, serving as one of the six generals leading the Li army in the coming conflict.
Though the scale was smaller, it stirred mories Xiao Fang hadn’t thought of in a few years—campaigns he’d accompanied his own father on, lessons in strategy, deception, and the true art of war. He was raised by it.
Whether he would involve himself in this conflict was a question for later.
For now, it was enough to observe, to learn—and to prepare.
...
Returning from the bath house, Yu Qiuyan laid in her bed as a single mory replayed endlessly in her head. Feeling her own lips, she thought about the kiss Xiao Fang gave her.
’I kissed him,’ she thought.
She could still vividly feel Xiao Fang’s lips pressing on hers, making her cheeks red and warm.
Thinking about it, she wondered if she should be more bold next ti around.
’Who’s to say there would be a next ti. Maybe that was just a thing that happened in the mont. I can’t bla him can I? I felt it too. I wanted to feel his lips... and his hands,’ she thought as her imagination got wild.
’What if...’ she thought hesitantly as her hands reached down between her legs.
Gripping her smooth thigh lightly before slowly sliding it to her inner thigh.
’What if...’ she thought again as she felt her sensitive pink pearl.
"Mym~"
The mont the thought crossed her mind, she imagined Xiao Fang’s voice echoing in her mind.
The thought of it turned her on more and more, as the fantasy of him got more vivid and erotic. Her pretty virgin pussy pulsed with an eagerness for sothing that wasn’t there.
"I want it, Fang."
"Mymmm!~"
She bit her lip, shutting her pretty eyes tightly as she rubbed herself harder.
Finally, her lower body jerked lightly. She didn’t cum, she knew she wouldn’t have been able to even if she tried. But thinking of Xiao Fang, brought her the closest she’s ever been.
"Oh god, what am I doing? How could I have fantasies about him? I need to stop it before it gets control," she thought out loud before rolling on her bed. "Maybe I should leave."
After a brief mont of deliberation, Yu Qiuyan gathered her belongings and left a short note for the Li Family Patriarch before departing.
She hadn’t gone far when her steps slowed—then stopped entirely.
"Fang..." she said softly, frozen in place. "You’re... walking just fine now."
He turned toward her, posture steady, movents no longer burdened by weakness.
"It’s thanks to Senior Sister," Xiao Fang replied respectfully. "Without your help, I wouldn’t have recovered so quickly."
His voice was calm and even, yet it carried an unfamiliar weight. The sound of it alone stirred mories Yu Qiuyan would rather not dwell on—especially not now while he was here.
When she t his violet eyes, the sensation only deepened. Heat crept up her cheeks before she could stop it.
"Ah—of course," she said, regaining her composure a heartbeat later. "Since my role here is finished, I’ll return to the sect first. Co back when you’re ready."
Xiao Fang inclined his head. "Safe travels, Senior Sister."
She didn’t look back as she left.
Only after her presence faded did a faint smirk appear at the corner of Xiao Fang’s lips. Blindfolding himself, he made his way toward the Patriarch’s residence, his steps unhurried and assured.
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