anwhile, inside the opulent master bedroom adjacent to Roo’s chamber, Aunt Valentina was aggressively poking her deeply sleeping husband for so profound action.
It has been so many dry, desolate years since this supre teasing succubus received any vital Yang energy from her husband.
Now her stupid, newly awakened nephew had completely ignited her sleeping kitty!
She was dripping with so much fragrant spiritual nectar that her sheer silk nightgown was completely soaked between her thick thighs.
She desperately needed so heavy dual cultivation tonight to quench this terrifying internal fire!
Obviously, her mortal husband simply turned around and slept exactly like a fallen spiritual tree trunk.
He imdiately began to snore loudly to the heavens. He was completely useless and barren of any romantic Dao.
"Snork, mimimimi." Uncle Roland was deeply snoring.
Aunt Valentina ground her perfectly white teeth in extre frustration. Her mind involuntarily wandered back to today’s completely shaless public defeat.
She vividly rembered the exact terrifying mont her nephew yanked that thin purple string directly into her plump pussy.
Just thinking about the aggressive, rhythmic friction of that heavenly saw made her sacred valley throb with a demanding, uncontrollable heat.
She had literally collapsed onto the hallway floorboards. Her pussy had leaked shalessly in front of the entire mortal realm!
She had released a torrential flood of Yin nectar right behind her departing husband’s back!
The sheer, unadulterated degeneracy of the act was driving her completely insane with a mixture of profound embarrassnt and overwhelming lust.
Her flawless face beca the color of a ripe spirit tomato. She violently buried her face deep into her silk pillows. She began to kick her thick, snow-white legs in the air exactly like a mortal teenager in the throes of first love.
The defeat was truly that devastating to her proud, arrogant Dao heart!
"Fuck! I actually ca so incredibly hard! I soaked the entire floor like a shaless slut! After so many barren years... Am I truly that hopelessly frustrated?!"
"Snork, mimimimi."
She turned around and ruthlessly poked her husband’s broad back. He did not even grunt. He simply continued sleeping like a dead pig awaiting the supre butcher.
"Useless. Utterly useless. Sigh. How am I ever going to face my cute nephew tomorrow morning? This grandmaster aunt has completely shown him her ultimate, unadulterated shalessness!"
She turned onto her back and placed a delicate arm over her forehead in dramatic, theatrical despair.
"No! I absolutely cannot accept this loss! I must ruthlessly regain my lost credibility. Otherwise, this aunt will never be able to look her nephew in the eye again. That simply cannot be allowed by the heavens!"
"Yes! I must definitely tease him far more aggressively tomorrow."
"Snork, mimimimi."
A thick blue vein violently popped on her smooth temple.
She thought about incredibly evil, demonic stuffs to do to her cute nephew to make him suffer.
She desperately wanted to see his face tremble in ultimate sha. She wanted to reclaim her rightful throne as the Teasing Empress.
He acted like a terrifyingly dominant man today. She will absolutely make him her cute, submissive teasing toy tomorrow!
"Tomorrow morning, I will shalessly touch my cute nephew’s little willy! I am absolutely sure he will instantly leak into a pathetic puddle! He he he!"
"Snork, mimimimi."
"Thinking about playing with his little mortal root is making my kitty-- What I ant is, making my heart beat in excite--"
"Snork, mimimimi."
"..."
"Snork, mimimimi."
"..."
"Snork, mimi... Arghh!!!"
Before Uncle Roland could once more snore deeply and sleep peacefully, he suddenly felt like a demonic beast was violently kicking him squarely in his bum.
He fell completely off the high mattress and landed face first on the hard wooden floorboards.
"Huh? Who? ? No! I want to be the supre king! Wh... what in the nine heavens?!"
He jumped frantically to his feet and looked around wildly to see the unseen nocturnal assailant.
There was only his beautiful wife sleeping perfectly peacefully on the bed without a single care in the mortal world.
"Damn. Next week’s company board eting must be making my tired head see things. Damn it all, I need to sleep quickly."
He quickly dismissed the painful issue and crawled right back into his side of the bed.
Aunt Valentina had to violently bite her own plush lip to completely suppress her demonic laughter inside her pretend sleep!
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The very next day, early in the morning, a quiet eting took place in a secluded, shadowy corner of the ancient Lovecraft castle.
"M-my Young Master! Why are you walking the stone halls so early in the morning? If you had simply sent a sound transmission, this old servant would have rushed to your chamber at once!"
"There is absolutely no need for such formalities. This junior wanted to see you with his own eyes."
Roo stared profoundly at the old man. The elderly servant was actively refusing to et his gaze out of deep mortal sha.
This was the exact loyal head butler who got ruthlessly slapped to the yellow springs yesterday by his venomous, snake-like stepmother with the heaven-shaking bubble peach.
"I-It is far too dangerous, Young Master. I-If the Supre Matriarch saw you speaking with this lowly servant..."
"What is it? Why did you stop your words, Elder Hall? What exactly would that Matriarch do?"
"Y-You know the absolute truth of this household. It is incredibly dangerous for your safety, Young Master."
Elder Hall had resided in this castle for decades. He had served the Lovecraft bloodline with absolute, unyielding loyalty.
"How is your face today, Elder Hall? Did my venomous stepmother make you bleed?"
"N-No, Young Master. It is truly nothing new for my old bones."
The old gentleman in the crisp butler suit was trying his absolute best to not look up at the dear, timid young master.
He was completely unable to quench his profound curiosity.
The person standing right in front of him possessed an entirely different aura. It felt like the young master had been replaced by a completely new, supre entity overnight!
"Yes, I know receiving a public face-slapping is not new for you, Elder Hall. I know the absolute truth.
"When my venomous stepmother and her greedy rchant father took over this Barony, they forced every servant to break their oaths. They promised mountains of profound spirit coins.
"Only you and a tiny handful of loyal retainers completely ignored the bribes. You firmly stood your ground to serve this declining sect. Why was that, Elder Hall?"
Elder Hall’s grey, cloudy eyes shook violently like a disrupted spiritual sea.
"I know the heavens’ absolute truth. If it was not for you personally looking after my bedridden mother, she would have entered the yellow springs a long ti ago. Why did you endure this imnse suffering, Elder Hall?"
Elder Hall’s old heart began to beat wildly against his ribs.
"I also know that for these heroic deeds, you and the remaining loyalists were ruthlessly punished without a single ounce of justification! Why is that, Elder Hall?!"
Elder Hall desperately wanted to cry tears of blood thinking about the imnse tragedies this noble family had endured.
He was standing right here when the last true Baron ruled the lands. He was here when the Baron mysteriously fell ill and perished.
He was here when Lady Jessica contracted a deadly, heaven-defying cold poison and fell into a deep spiritual coma.
He was here when little Young Master Roo was born. He watched the boy withdraw from the mortal realm and beco an isolated, crippled ghost.
He was here when the foolish Baron Consort married that venomous rchant snake and brought their parasitic mining company onto their sacred lands.
He was standing here right now watching the Barony slide directly into the greedy maws of those demonic monsters.
Elder Hall wanted to loudly weep. He wanted to cry to the heavens above. He desperately wanted the family he grew up with to be whole and powerful once again.
He felt it was simply too late now. He was growing incredibly old. He deeply feared that if he entered the yellow springs, the lives of the young master and Lady Jessica would be instantly extinguished.
Roo stepped forward and placed a heavy, reassuring hand firmly upon the old man’s trembling shoulder.
Hot tears finally rolled down the old butler’s wrinkled cheeks.
"What exactly was the supre title of my mother, Elder Hall?"
Elder Hall finally looked up. The young master was profoundly different. A terrifying, majestic crimson glow burned deep within his eyes.
He seed entirely alive and overflowing with primordial Yang energy. Elder Hall’s heart began to pound with sudden, overwhelming anticipation.
"The Supre Baroness." He whispered with trembling, pale lips.
"Then, if the true Baroness is currently out of the picture and cannot rule the sect, who is the absolute next in line to ascend the throne?"
Elder Hall’s eyes shook violently as he gazed at the glowing red eyes of the young man. This was the exact sa boy who was scared and timid just yesterday morning!
"Y-You are, Young Master."
"Young Master? What do you call the absolute ruler of a Barony, Elder Hall? I am completely certain it is not ’Young Master’."
Roo asked with a slight, heaven-defying smile.
Elder Hall’s eyes imdiately stopped shaking. The cloudy fog in his vision beca crystal clear.
He quickly dropped straight to his old knees. He forcefully smashed his forehead against the stone floor in a profound, earth-shattering kowtow.
"This useless old butler asks for your supre forgiveness... Patriarch Baron Roo Lovecraft!"
Roo’s lips curved upward into a brilliant, predatory smirk upon witnessing this glorious scene.
He began to chuckle with a deep, demonic resonance.
The primordial flas of a violent revolution had just begun to spark. He had just fanned a tiny, seemingly insignificant ember.
This tiny spark will soon beco a heaven-burning wildfire! It will completely consu the Velvetthunder rchant Company until absolutely nothing remains but white ashes!
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