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Longevity Technique and the Forbidden Feast
At this mont, the Longevity Technique had already circulated several cycles within my body...
The images in my mind burned like a raging fire, scorching my body and soul, leaving hot and restless. Yet, in stark contrast, the green energy continuously pouring into my body from the ring brought an unprecedented sense of comfort and ease.
Just as I had expected, the entire process went smoothly without any mishaps. I followed the thod of the Longevity Technique, focusing all my attention on guiding this mysterious power.
Since my cultivation had already reached the Divine Transformation stage, those thresholds that were once difficult to cross no longer posed any challenge. The green energy, under my precise guidance, gathered at my dantian like countless rushing streams converging into a mighty river. My ridians were filled with this vast and boundless power, and my whole body involuntarily emitted a faint, subtle glow.
This Longevity Technique, which required no consumption of blood or essence, seed tailor-made for . Nourished by the endless green energy, my strength recovered rapidly, and my cultivation advanced at a remarkable pace. I could clearly feel my power increasing with every breath. The already profound Divine Transformation stage was now, under the push of this imnse power, seemingly touching upon a new threshold a mysterious realm leading to even higher cultivation.
The air around seed to tremble under the influence of the surging power inside , emitting a faint buzzing. The leaves rustled under the invisible pressure, as if expressing their awe for this strength.
Who knows how much ti passed...
I stood up, twisting my waist, and heard my joints crackle like firecrackers. Then, driven by the images that had just flashed through my mind, I felt an overwhelming urge to return to the mountain. I couldn’t even explain what I intended to do after returning, but I couldn’t suppress this urgent longing.
I quickened my pace, even activating my cultivation technique, moving through the forest like a specter. In no ti, I reached the mountain gate, where I happened to encounter Second Senior Brother and Daoist Qingxuan.
Upon seeing , Second Senior Brother avoided my gaze. I looked at Daoist Qingxuan and Second Senior Brother and took the initiative to ask, "Uncle Qingxuan, what are you planning to do?"
Daoist Qingxuan replied calmly, "It’s a bit boring staying on the mountain. I’m going down to have a drink with Old Hao." He stroked his beard, a hint of anticipation in his eyes.
Then Second Senior Brother said, "Junior Brother, Mistress asked to go down the mountain to order wedding clothes for Miss Lingxi and you..."
Of course, I knew Second Senior Brother had already taken Lingxi’s asurents on the mountain, but I couldn’t say that out loud. I just smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, Second Senior Brother." He nodded lightly, a trace of awkwardness flashing across his face, as if wanting to say sothing but hesitating. I repeated, "Thank you, Second Senior Brother."
He opened his mouth but ultimately said nothing, only giving a deep look before turning and heading down the mountain. I knew everything Second Senior Brother had done, though he thought I didn’t.
After all, I was his junior brother, whom he had watched grow up. Sotis, he truly had troubles he couldn’t put into words...
That look of wanting to speak but stopping, and the frequent avoidance of my eyes anyone in a normal relationship would find it hard to say certain things outright.
Could Second Senior Brother ever say to , "Your mother and your future wife are both so lewd? They feel so good to fuck"?
Or could I say I hoped he would have more sex with my mother and my wife? That he should fuck their slutty pussies hard?
Just thinking about it made it impossible to say...
After much deliberation, I decided to pretend not to know, to leave things unspoken... This way, everyone could avoid awkwardness, and everything could develop naturally...
Still, the clever Second Senior Brother should understand the deeper aning behind my second "thank you."
When I returned to the sect, I happened to catch Senior Brother finishing the al. The steaming dishes were laid out on the small table, Mother seated at the head, facing the entrance where I ca in. Senior Brother sat opposite Mother, his broad back facing , while Lingxi sat on the right.
Mother saw and quickly said, "Son, co eat. Your Senior Brother’s cooking has improved again." Looking at her now, if not for the images already in my mind, I could never have imagined that the mother I saw after returning was the sa as the one after I left.
Her brows and eyes were full of gentleness, her smile as warm as spring sunshine, making one feel refreshed.
Yet, the images in my mind stood in stark contrast, stirring a complicated feeling in my heart maybe excitent, maybe arousal...
Lingxi, seeing enter, softly called "Husband," then lowered her head, her face blushing like the sunset, not daring to look at .
If one only saw this, anyone would think she was simply shy from calling "husband." But I knew she was embarrassed because, not long after I left, Second Senior Brother had licked her to climax several tis, and even her anus had been forcibly invaded by Mother’s fingers. Senior Brother also turned his head and stamred, "Lit...tle Junior Brother."
His tone caught my attention, and I couldn’t help but glance at him.
As I stood at the table, not yet seated, I noticed a small foot on Senior Brother’s crotch, gently moving and rubbing a distinct round bulge. Clearly, it was Mother’s foot. I pretended not to notice, sat down quietly, and began eating.
Second Senior Brother, who had been tense, visibly relaxed and let out a long, quiet sigh.
Chewing a piece of tender at, I said, "Senior Brother, your cooking is getting better and better!"
Senior Brother smiled awkwardly, "Junior Brother, eat more, eat more."
Mother also served food, saying gently, "Eat more so you can recover faster." She even winked at playfully. I replied, "You should eat more too, that way you’ll have more strength..."
Mother blushed, pinched my thigh coquettishly, and I grinned, not dodging. How could Mother ever pinch hard? Then I looked at Lingxi and, on a whim, asked, "Lingxi, what did you do this afternoon?"
"Ah... nothing, just... just... Second Senior Brother asured for the wedding dress." Her voice grew smaller and smaller, her eyes darting, never daring to et mine.
Seeing her adorable shyness, I liked her even more, though a pang of jealousy also grew.
I noticed a mischievous look flash across Mother’s face. She said, "Qingzhu, co wash my feet tonight, and give a good foot massage. I haven’t enjoyed your massages in a long ti."
Second Senior Brother replied hoarsely, his voice trembling, "Yes... Mistress." I knew it wasn’t nerves but the intense pleasure he was enduring.
Mother then turned to , but spoke to Lingxi: "Lingxi, co to my room later. Let Senior Brother give you a massage his technique is superb, not only relaxing but also good for your health..."
At that mont, I didn’t know how to express my feelings. I just knew I didn’t dare look into Mother’s eyes.
Before Lingxi could answer, Mother "accidentally" dropped a piece of at on the table, which bounced and landed near my crotch. She quickly "hurried" to grab it, muttering, "Oh dear, hope I didn’t dirty your clothes."
Of course, she wasn’t grabbing the at she grabbed my already-erect penis. In that instant, my whole body trembled slightly.
"Oh, this at is a bit hard. Be careful eating it, don’t hurt your teeth." Mother slowly withdrew her hand, her smile growing more mischievous.
"Lingxi, I’m talking to you," Mother said.
Lingxi, timidly, looked at and whispered, "I want to stay with my husband."
I felt gratified, a warm current flowing through my heart, but also a complex emotion. I knew what Mother was thinking she was like soone eager to share a fun toy with a friend, or like a bestie enthusiastically recomnding a handso man.
At that mont, Mother seed like a completely different person. She smiled, took Lingxi’s hand, and said sweetly, "Good daughter-in-law, stay with first. After you’re married, you can spend ti with that boy."
Mother’s tone was coquettish, full of charm, making anyone get goosebumps.
Lingxi’s face turned as red as a ripe apple, her head down, at a loss, her heart pounding like a deer, not knowing how to respond.
She kept sneaking glances at , her eyes full of helplessness and shy appeal, as if asking: What should I do?
"Mm..." A muffled moan broke the silence, like a stone thrown into a calm lake. ’Son, look at your Senior Brother’s face doesn’t it look like a monkey’s butt?’
All because her little foot was still rubbing his crotch...
Senior Brother’s rugged face was now bright red, his Adam’s apple bobbing, trying to act calm while eating.
Mother’s voice sounded in my mind, followed by her triumphant laughter...
I could see Senior Brother’s breathing quicken, sweat beading on his forehead, even his hand holding the chopsticks trembling.
Even after just ejaculating, Mother didn’t intend to let him off her foot kept rubbing him...
Lingxi seed to notice, her cheeks reddening as she quietly ate.
’Oops, Senior Brother, you ca so much it’s hot, and my sole feels sticky.’
’It’s slippery between my toes.’
Every word deeply stimulated my nerves, making flush...
’Do you want to see Lingxi’s little feet, covered in cum?’
That succubus-like voice tempted in my mind, "Reluctance" defeated by "desire."
Before I could say "yes," ’I know, I know, you don’t have to say it I can hear it.’
Mother seed to be considerate, afraid I’d be embarrassed...
I forgot she could hear my thoughts...
I needed to cultivate harder, to escape this feeling of being "monitored." Now I preferred being a "voyeur," a "listener."
"Son, if you have no objections, I’ll let Lingxi stay with ." Mother giggled. "If you don’t answer, I’ll take it as a yes after the wedding, I’ll give Lingxi back to you."
Then I felt Mother’s jade foot brush my calf under the table, and I could still feel the warmth from Senior Brother’s crotch. My heart raced, my voice unsteady: "Uh... tonight I need to practice... Old Hao taught a new technique, I need to study it... Lingxi, stay with Mother for now."
"...Okay... husband." Lingxi blushed, not daring to look at Mother or ...
I sat in the training ground, lost in thought.
Recalling how, under the push of that powerful force this afternoon, I seed to touch a new threshold a feeling vague and elusive, but undeniably real.
After dinner, I sat there, trying to recapture that fleeting sensation. Ti passed unnoticed, and night fell.
Then, Mother’s voice "ca" in my mind: "Son... aren’t you coming to watch?" Maybe she noticed I wasn’t peeking outside her room and got curious.
"Mom, I’m cultivating in the training ground."
"Really not coming?"
"I’m really cultivating," I replied, dodging the question. We both fell silent for a few seconds.
"Hmph..."
After that, there was no more sound.
Was Mother angry?
A woman’s heart is a needle at the bottom of the sea.
Maybe she liked being watched by ... then...
I rembered Mother once said she liked being watched by ... then...
I stood up, stretched, and quickly left the training ground, heading toward Mother’s room...
Through the narrow crack in the window, I saw Second Senior Brother had put down the washbasin and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Inside, Mother and Lingxi sat side by side on the bed, both wearing thin gauze dresses that hugged their curves, their chests faintly visible.
Mother glanced ambiguously in my direction, a happy and excited smile on her lips...
Mother slowly leaned forward, dipping her hand in the water to test the temperature. Her collar naturally opened, revealing a large expanse of snowy breast. From Senior Brother’s angle, he could definitely see those cherry-red nipples. From outside, my view was even clearer, and the images in my mind beca more vivid.
"The water’s just right, co on, Lingxi, let’s soak together..." Mother said softly.
Lingxi’s cheeks instantly flushed, like the evening glow. She carefully dipped her jade-like feet into the warm water, letting out a contented sigh.
Mother smiled, putting her feet in too, then used her jade foot to gently rub Lingxi’s, the gesture full of intimacy.
Lingxi giggled, playfully saying, "Mother-in-law... that tickles..."
"Your feet are much prettier than mine."
Lingxi looked more petite than Mother, not as voluptuous or tall, so her little feet looked even more delicate. "They’re all pretty... all pretty..."
At that mont, Senior Brother’s deep voice sounded, his Adam’s apple bobbing as his gaze wandered between the jade feet and four beautiful legs in the tub. "Mistress... I..." His voice was full of desire. Mother leaned forward, her huge breasts pressing against her knees, much of the flesh spilling out of her collar. Looking at Senior Brother, she breathed warmly: "You child, so impatient..."
Senior Brother’s heavy breathing echoed in the quiet room.
"Mistress... since you left, I’ve thought of you every day..."
"Thought of ? Thought of what?" Mother reached out, gently caressing Senior Brother’s head, a aningful smile on her lips. "Mistress... I..." Senior Brother’s voice was hoarse and full of longing.
He gently cupped Mother’s jade foot, treating it like a precious treasure.
His breathing grew more urgent, his thick tongue licking his lips, Adam’s apple bobbing.
He opened his mouth wide, taking Mother’s jade-like toes into his mouth, his rough tongue skillfully moving between her toes. The sounds of licking and sucking echoed in the room.
Lingxi’s big eyes widened, her mouth slightly open, forgetting to breathe for a mont.
She never expected... Senior Brother would put Mother’s foot in his mouth. She watched as his pink tongue moved nimbly between each toe, sotis sucking them like a baby. Mother was soon moaning softly, her eyes gradually taking on a pink glow...
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