Translator: rosesong
Editor: Elanor
WARNINGS: 18+ only!!! Extremely explicit NSFW smut!!! Degradation, physical and mental humiliation, dubcon and more. DL; DR, don’t say I didn’t warn you.
Although the jade sculpture was exquisitely carved, its lines were extremely harsh, and it was practically exploding with boundless sword intent.
That sculpture had been carved by the former xian-zun of the Heavenly Realm, Bai Xiao Sword Immortal, before his body merged with the Heavenly Dao. A wisp of his lingering regrets was sealed within.
Now that Yuan Jixue had drawn out the wisp of Bai Xiao’s lingering regrets in the jade sculpture with his own blood, it gushed out like smoke, gathering into the indistinct form of a person.
Dressed in white, with large sleeves that hung to the ground, the figure was carrying a long sword on its back. The posture of the tall figure was straight and elegant, and he carried an air of natural confidence, like a white crane resting on its perch.
Yuan Jixue said, “Bai Xiao, our karmic retributions will be coming soon.”
Tonight, the power of the Heavenly Dao would be at its zenith, and its eye would hang high in the sky, clearly seeing through all three realms. In contrast, Bai Xiao’s body would be at its weakest. He would be like a lamp that had run out of oil, unable to protect his disciple any longer.
Yuan Jixue raised his head, looking through the canopy of pine needles to see the dreary light of the moon in the ghost domain. In a place as gloomy as the ghost domain, there should be no moonlight shining down mercifully. In actuality, that was the cold gaze of the Heavenly Dao locking onto Yu Ru’e’s location.
The vague sound of a dragon roar reached his ears.
Long ChiLe’s signal had arrived. This meant that the two of them had reached the burial site of the ghost prostitutes, and were currently enduring the Mist Flower Mirror’s retaliation.
Bai Xiao nodded lightly, and pinched his fingers together in a sign. In an instant, dozens of indistinct white shadows appeared, each flying off on their swords.
In front of the ghost prostitute burial site.
Long ChiLe held Yu Ru’e in his arms. The pearl at his jaw was rapidly turning dull, and gradually shrinking to the size of a rice grain.
The sharp pain due to his cultivation dissipating made him bite his lips silently, sweat seeping out from the corners of his forehead.
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From this point onwards, pain would also become one of the sources of his orgasms.
Long ChiLe’s embrace suddenly fell empty – Yu Ru’e had somehow been dragged away by an invisible force, and brought to the remnants of a tombstone. He half-sat on the ground, the white silk-like strands of his hair draped over his bare shoulders. His wrists were bound behind the tombstone, and his snow-white thighs laid open, exposing his moist, flushed pussy, which was wide open.
There was an open rouge box in front of him, just like the rest of the ghost prostitutes. The box was still full of rouge, none of it having been smeared on copper coins yet.
The gaze of practically every single ghost in the area landed directly on those two alluring holes. A couple of bruised, withered ghost hands scrambled for their copper coins, getting ready to throw them in the rouge box.
Long ChiLe half-kneeled down, his forehead pressing against the ground. His back spasmed continuously, and his dragon pupils flickered, like a lantern about to extinguish in the wind.
But his hands had already reached into the pile of ashes that the Ghost Madam had become, and he grabbed the shiny string of copper coins there.
The copper coins flew out like strikes of lightning, landing in the rouge box with a clang.
When he raised his head once more, his eyes were fixed on Yu Ru’e. Waves of desire roiled in that heated gaze, and it was all too clear that his soul had been completely overtaken, making him forget even his own name. The moment that the transaction went through, the person reflected in his eyes was no longer his shizun, but merely a lewd and sordid hole that he could carelessly urinate or cum into.
Yu Ru’e’s pupils shrank as his little disciple’s burning fingers landed on his naked thighs.
He trembled slightly, and a slap landed on his cunt. In an instant, the folds swelled and flipped outwards, sticking to the insides of his thighs.
Long ChiLe pinched Yu Ru’e’s clit between his two fingers, cruelly scraping at the protruding bean with his fingernails. He sneered, “What a slutty whore.” Sticking out the tip of his tongue, he dragged it over the scarlet slit. Yu Ru’e’s thighs immediately trembled, and his pussy convulsed, squirting out a stream of sticky fluids.
Long ChiLe licked the corners of his lips, spreading the petals of his pussy apart with two fingers, and scraping at the dried cum residue left between the folds. He mocked, “There’s other men’s cum left inside of you, and you still dare come out to serve customers?”
He was fully aware that the person in front of him was merely a prostitute who had been ridden by tens of thousands of people, with countless men pouring cum and urine into him. However, he still felt unhappy in his heart somehow, and wanted to properly punish this promiscuous hole.
A pile of crude lewd toys were wrapped in a damaged mat behind the remnants of the tombstone. This was used by the Ghost Madam for training new ghost prostitutes. There were a few loose bamboo clips, their colour having grown dark from use, as well as a section of a hollow bamboo tube, which was glistening wetly, as it had been used to stretch open the pussies of the ghost prostitutes. This made it easier for customers to take turns urinating in the openings. A coarse grass whip laid wearily on the ground, strands of grass scattered all around it.
Long ChiLe picked up a few bamboo clips offhandedly, and attached them on each side of Yu Ru’e’s cunt, pulling the folds wide apart. Then, he tied the thin grass ropes attached to the clips around the pale thighs, stretching the pussy until it resembled an erotic, moist peony that had bloomed open. He placed one of the clips over the bulging clit. When the coarse bamboo clip closed over the round bean, leaving only a little bit of tender red flesh visible, all it took was the slightest touch of a finger, and Yu Ru’e instantaneously whimpered aloud. His clit twitched wildly as he climaxed.
This prostitute’s urethral opening had also been opened before. The small tender red hole was fluttering, leaking out a clear stream of fluids. It was in a constant state of incontinence.
Long ChiLe wiped it with the back of his hand, and sure enough, his hand grew wet with clear urine. He put his hand in front of the prostitute’s bright red lips, ordering coldly, “Lick it clean.”
Yu Ru’e frowned, and a clear hint of distress appeared in his eyes.
However, because his body had been transformed into that of a prostitute, he was completely unable to control his body anymore. Since his role was to serve customers, his body could only obediently follow the commands of his customer. He was helpless but to watch as he lowered his head and stuck out the tender red tip of his tongue, about to obscenely lick up his own urine. But Long ChiLe found his frowning expression unpleasant, and said impatiently, “What’re you feeling wronged for? You can’t even hold in your urine, do you need it blocked up?”
He no longer had any patience to train this prostitute. If it was dirty, so be it – it was no more than a cum basin, after all. He might as well thrust in happily first, and shoot a couple loads of cum inside.
Yu Ru’e was bound to the stone tablet, the coarse grass ropes pressing into his delicate, snow-white skin, leaving behind red lines that marked the abuse. Long ChiLe lifted his hands and tore off the ropes, grabbing Yu Ru’e and holding him at his groin. He supported those snow-white thighs on his elbows and thrust up, plunging into the tender flesh of that pussy in one go.
Having his insides invaded by the little disciple that he had personally raised, the shame Yu Ru’e felt in his heart was even greater than the pleasure he felt from his sexually experienced body. The things that had happened between master and disciple in the past, all shattered into dust with each thrust of the cock. But his greedy cunt continued to clench around his little disciple’s dick like a smooth sheath of flesh, sucking on the length attentively. His eyelashes trembled, and his lips opened and closed over and over again. However, all he could do was gasp in breaths of cold air, unable to utter even a word.
At this time, Long ChiLe was still in the form of a youth. His cock resembled white jade, and could be wrapped around with two fingers. The ball of spikes at the base of his cock was merely covered in a layer of fluffy soft fur. As such, it was effortless for him to pound into the cunt. With a simple thrust of his hips, he could spear open the soft and smooth flesh, pressing straight into the cervix. Slick lewd fluids encased the white jade-like member, and the movements of his cock were fluid as it slid in and out easily like a live animal. Yu Ru’e was practically unable to clamp down around it, and could only endure the rapid pounding.
Even though Yu Ru’e was unwilling in his heart, and humiliated to the extreme, the smooth red ring of his cervix still opened obediently, sucking on the delicate head of the youth’s dick, and taking in half of it all at once.
Long ChiLe said in dissatisfaction, “Clench tight! How can you dare to sell this kind of loose hole? All it deserves to be is a chamber pot.”
Yu Ru’e’s heart jolted at the words “chamber pot”, and he subconsciously tightened his cervix, clamping down tightly around Long ChiLe.
Hugging him, Long ChiLe sat with his back against the stone tablet, one hand kneading at his buttocks. The entire fair ass was glistening from being soaked in lewd fluids, the pale flesh appearing clear and bright. It resembled a fresh lychee that had just had its shell peeled, plump and tender like half-melted mutton fat. One hand was barely enough to grasp the flesh, and it spilled out from the gaps between his fingers.
Who knew just how many men had kneaded this ass and poured their fluids inside, for it to shine so smoothly and enticingly.
Long ChiLe kept massaging that snow-white ass as though possessed, panting hoarsely, “Spread open your hole by yourself, let me see how you fuck yourself on me.”
Sure enough, Yu Ru’e knelt over his crotch involuntarily. Ten long and slender snow-white fingers pried the moist slit apart, as if peeling open the core of a peony, exposing the smooth red organ entirely.
Long ChiLe raised his chin slightly, and Yu Ru’e obediently lifted his waist, pushing in four pale fingers under the fervent gaze of his little disciple. Those fingers felt as though they no longer belonged to him, and had instead transformed into an agile, warm white snake. The four fingers opened and closed from time to time, and lewd fluids dripped from the red flesh around them, resembling scalding hot, half-melted drops of wax. The flesh clenched tightly over each section of the fingers, before being mercilessly stretched apart over and over again.
Unknowingly, the fingers suddenly scraped a sensitive spot somewhere inside, causing the swaying snow-white ass to shudder violently, the pair of thighs jerking non-stop. That rouge-red, bud-like opening, suddenly contracted, and shortly after, the folds of his pussy turned outwards one after another, spasming frantically in mid-air as a long stream of crystal-clear sticky fluids spurted out from within.
Long ChiLe was unable to look away as he stared at the lewd sight of Yu Ru’e playing with himself. His snow-white jaw was splashed with the fluids that Yu Ru’e had squirted out.
“Lick it clean.”
Yu Ru’e’s bright red lips opened slightly, and his red tongue peeked out, the tip so moist that it resembled clam meat. He lapped at the lewd fluids on his disciple’s jaw.
His tongue and lips were thoroughly attentive, the tip of his tongue brushing over the area back and forth. Though his motions were exactly like those of a greedy and seasoned prostitute, beneath those snow-white eyelashes, his pair of eyes were misty, and he looked more like a frightened and helpless cub lapping up water.
“Le-er…….” Yu Ru’e whispered, his usually clear and cold voice carrying a seldomly heard waver.
Long ChiLe smiled slightly, his thin lips parting and revealing two sharp canines.
“Move your slutty ass and serve me.”
As expected, Yu Ru’e spread his moist red cunt open and pressed the opening against his little disciple’s cock. His waist sank down slightly, and he easily took it to the base.
Beads of sweat misted over his pale, bright waist, resembling the shiny lustre of pearls. The two halves of his soft and full ass gyrated as it rose and fell between his disciple’s hips. At times, a section of smooth red flesh would bulge out from the opening, quivering due to the fucking from the white jade-like member. And at times, the moist, bright red peony would contract inwards due to the deep thrusts piercing through his core, squelching sounds echoing loudly.
Long ChiLe said in dissatisfaction, “Why’re you leaking so much? Can’t even bear this little bit of force? Don’t you have any stamina? You’re no fun to fuck.”
A shudder instantly ran through his body, and his snow-white ass lifted up, pulling off his customer’s cock with a sticky wet “pop”.
He wrapped the torn pieces of his black clothing around his fingers, and roughly slammed them into his cunt, hastily wiping around inside. The black clothing was quickly soaked through with lewd fluids, becoming extremely wet and slippery. He had no choice but to roll up the sleeves and push them deep into his pussy bit by bit, before violently pulling them out.
In this manner, the crimson, fertile flesh flower was constantly pushed in and flipped out, the moist red area convulsing uncontrollably as the lips of his pussy twitched. Every inch of the fleshy walls were harshly scrubbed clean, until his insides were dry and warm.
Long ChiLe flicked his fingers, and a copper coin stained with rouge landed on his lower back. “Block up your cervix by yourself.”
Yu Ru’e whimpered, turning his face away. Two fingers pulled apart the folds of his pussy, and he used a small coarse wooden stick to push that copper coin directly against his cervix. The ring of muscle expanded gently, snugly closing around the copper coin. A knot was embedded in the round opening found in the middle of the copper coin, and a thin red string hung down from it, with a small copper bell tied at its other end. This was left outside the hole, like a dripping wet little tail.
Long ChiLe pulled on the end of the string cruelly, listening to the clear and crisp jingle of the copper bell. He said mockingly, “Even though you’re a boring prostitute, it looks like this lewd hole of yours is actually pretty good at singing.”
ah? he lost his memory?? oohh Me is confused 😆
thank you for the chapter!~