A Week Later…
Ti flew by like a fleeting shadow.
Su Xiaobai took no direct actions, not because he lacked the opportunity—but because he knew.
He was being watched.
Monitored.
And not just by so random sect lackeys—even Zhao Tianxuan himself didn't trust him completely.
So, Su Xiaobai fed them a show.
He trained.
Very, very hard.
The kind of training that required stamina, precision, and an opponent that could handle his "form" for extended periods.
And that opponent?
Zhu Qing.
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Creak… creak… creak…
The wooden bed groaned, a rhythmic song of exhaustion and relentless practice.
Through the open window, the moonlight poured in, illuminating the sweaty battlefield.
A pair of trembling legs rested on broad shoulders.
A pair of fingers clawed at the sheets, tangled in desperation.
And in the center of it all—
Su Xiaobai.
Perfecting his form.
"Ahhhnn… slower!"
"Ahn~! Bastard, that's deep—ahh!"
"S-Su Xiaobai, you reckless little—mmmph!"
Zhu Qing's moans twisted between pleasure and anger, her head tossing back, silver hair fanned out against the ruined sheets.
Her words stumbled, interrupted by every endless stroke, every violent thrust that sent waves through her core.
And Su Xiaobai?
He wasn't listening.
His focus was absolute.
He was "training."
And his "sparring partner" was reaching her limits.
Her breath desperate.
Her body arched.
Her core clenched, as if refusing to let go.
Su Xiaobai felt it happening—
And he did exactly what she told him not to do.
"Ohhh—! L-Little Villain—outside! Outside, damn you!"
"Nnghh—! Don't—!"
"Ahhhhh—!"
Zhu Qing scread, her voice breaking into a helpless moan as her entire body trembled violently.
And just like that—
The training session ended.
Thud.
Su Xiaobai collapsed onto her, chest heaving, heart pounding, his body still entangled with hers.
Zhu Qing lay beneath him, her breath shuddering, eyes fluttering, fingers still clenched into the sheets as if her body hadn't realized it was over.
She was wrecked.
Su Xiaobai knew.
Unlike n, won could be hit with multiple climaxes in rapid succession.
And Zhu Qing?
She had just been hit by all of them like a slap to the soul.
Her core still twitched around him, unwilling to let go, like a spoiled brat refusing to part with her favorite toy.
Su Xiaobai let out a satisfied sigh.
Reaching up, he brushed her damp hair aside, watching as her cheeks glowed with redness.
She groaned softly, eyes still hazy, body still trembling from aftershocks.
And as he caressed her face, tracing his fingers down her flushed skin—
His lips curled into a slow, wicked grin.
Because this wasn't the end.
After all—
A villain's training never stops.
"Mmmghhh…"
Su Xiaobai leaned down, capturing Zhu Qing's cherry-red lips, swallowing her soft moans as his tongue invaded her mouth.
She gasped, but her body reacted instinctively.
Her arms wrapped around his neck, her legs coiling around his waist like a desperate little koala, clinging, refusing to let go.
Their tongues tangled, breath mingling, the kiss deepening—
Until they forgot how to breathe.
By the ti he pulled back, her lips were swollen, her breath ragged, and her eyes dazed.
Su Xiaobai smirked, looking down at the ruined woman beneath him.
Zhu Qing stared up at him, her body still trembling, her breath uneven, chest rising and falling as she tried to recover.
"Haa… ha… ha…"
Only the sound of her breathing echoed through the room.
Her body still ached.
Her mind still swam.
Each night, Su Xiaobai was growing stronger, more powerful, more demanding.
It wouldn't be long before she couldn't handle him alone.
Just as he leaned in again, tilting her chin for another kiss—
She stopped him.
Her hand pressed against his chest, her eyes flashing with frustration, with lingering hatred.
"Little Villain, what did I tell you?"
Her voice was breathy, accusing.
"I told you—don't finish inside !"
Her gaze darkened, her head throbbing as she groaned, fingers clutching at her temples.
"Ugh… you never listen! Why are you like this?!"
No matter how much she begged, no matter how many tis she pleaded—
But he?
He always finished inside.
He never listened.
And from the wicked grin tugging at the corners of his lips—
He never intended to.
"Qingqing, what's the issue? Don't you want us to have a little baby of our own?"
Su Xiaobai's voice was unbothered, lazy—yet filled with arrogant indulgence.
"Think about it—the child of the Great Su Xiaobai and the Peak Lord Zhu! Wouldn't it dominate the world?"
And just like that—his head sank between her soft, heaving breasts.
His cheek pressed against her plush, sweat-slicked mounds, pillowing himself in comfort.
His lips brushed her skin, tongue teasing lazily as if savoring the taste of victory.
anwhile, Zhu Qing, still panting from exhaustion, barely had ti to process his bullshit before her eye twitched violently.
"Little Villain, do I need to remind you? We're relatives now!"
Su Xiaobai grinned, lips still teasingly pressed against her supple skin.
"Oh? You an you being my daughter?"
Before she could even react, his fingers found their way to her already swollen cherry, pinching, rolling, twisting—
Zhu Qing jerked violently, her lips parting in a sharp gasp as her toes curled. Stay updated with My Virtual Library Empire
"Damn you!"
Her voice wavered, but not entirely from anger.
"Who the hell said I was your daughter?! Just because of that little blood transfusion, everything is ssed up!"
She gritted her teeth, but her body betrayed her, trembling under his continued touch.
This absurd situation!
For years, she had been an orphan, no family, no ties—and now because this bastard pumped his blood into her during the Warlord's Palace trial, she suddenly had a 'relative'?!
What the actual fuck?!
anwhile, Su Xiaobai, completely indifferent to her turmoil, let his lips trail even lower.
"Elder, if you don't like it, we can switch places."
Her eyebrow twitched. "Switch places? What do you an?"
Su Xiaobai licked his lips.
"Well… since you don't like being my daughter, how about you be my mother, and I—"
"Shut up."
Before he could finish, Zhu Qing slamd her hand over his mouth, her entire face burning red.
This bastard!
This absolute fucking bastard!
"You—Suck on these, then talk nonsense."
Before he could even react, she grabbed his head and shoved him into her bountiful, sweat-slicked chest.
Su Xiaobai grinned against her flushed skin, his teeth grazing over her hardened bud before latching on.
Zhu Qing's breath hitched, her thighs pressing together instinctively.
A deep, satisfied moan slipped from her lips before she could stop it.
Her fingers curled into his hair, pressing him deeper.
And just like that—
Everything else disappeared.
The blood connection.
The technicalities.
Because the way her body burned, the way her core throbbed and clenched—
None of it felt like family.
It felt like sothing much, much worse.
And it was so fucking exciting.
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Zhu Qing had always felt sothing strange about Su Xiaobai.
A peculiar connection.
The closer she got, the more she wanted him closer.
It was like an itch she couldn't scratch, a hunger she couldn't na.
There was a sense of trust, a sense of belonging—which made it even more twisted.
She truly felt like he was a part of her.
Like he was her blood.
And yet—
As she glanced down, watching him suck greedily at her swollen cherry, a deep, wicked thought crawled into her mind.
If they actually had a child…
Wouldn't that be a ss?
She had originally planned for this to be a one-ti thing.
Just one night of indulgence—helping him breakthrough.
But sohow…
Even when he forced her the second ti, she didn't stop him.
The third ti?
The fourth?
At so point, it didn't even matter anymore.
As long as there was a second ti…
It was too easy to keep going.
Now, she had fallen so deep into the abyss of pleasure she couldn't even see the surface anymore.
Her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer.
Her mind drifted into a strange, perverse fantasy.
If she actually got pregnant…
Wouldn't she be feeding their baby like this?
The warmth, the intimacy, the way her body craved his touch—it felt... so right.
So right.
Yet — So fucking wrong.
She bit her lip, her thighs squeezed together, her hips shifting slightly as she angled herself just right.
Mimicking the exact image in her mind.
Her eyes softened, maternal instincts igniting, but mixed with sothing much darker.
Sothing shaless.
Sothing wrong.
Su Xiaobai, noticing her sudden tenderness, lifted an eyebrow—but didn't say anything.
She looked so foolish, so lost in her own delusions.
And yet…
It was adorable in a fucked-up way.
Then—
"Little Villain…"
Her voice was softer than before.
"Hm?"
Su Xiaobai barely lifted his head, his lips still warm against her swollen peak.
"Don't go to the battle tomorrow."
His eyes flickered with mild surprise.
Zhu Qing was never this gentle with him.
She hesitated for a mont, then sighed.
"I got word… Liu Chenfu t with Liu Zhenhai last night. They're planning sothing."
Her fingers unconsciously tightened around his back.
"That old fox is using the cornered hyena to hunt you down. It's not safe."
Su Xiaobai's gaze darkened slightly.
"Other Peak Lords are also taking action. They want to teach you a lesson. They're sending their best disciples."
She bit her lip, her eyes filled with rare, genuine worry.
"It's not safe…"
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