Fairy, help me cultivate.

"Will it hurt a lot?"

Jiang Bailian shifted her hips, trying to adjust her position, but found that no matter how she changed her posture, she couldn't feel at ease.

Chen Yao played with her little feet while kissing her, saying, "It won't hurt much, and I'll be very gentle."

Jiang Bailian glanced at him, pursed her lips, and said, "Then you have to be gentle~~ Ahhh~"

"You bad guy~ You attacked me from behind~ Aaaaaah~"

Chen Yao laughed heartily, wiping away Jiang Bailian's tears as he thrust deeply inside her.

Chapter 111 Spring Tide Brings Rain

Jiang Bailian was in pain and scared, and she started to cry.

"Waaaaah—you ambushed me! I won't stand for it! I won't stand for it! Waaaaah—it hurts so much—"

Chen Yao reached the deepest part, and the warm, sticky embrace almost made him forget to breathe.

However, seeing Jiang Bailian's pitiful little face, his originally high desire subsided considerably.

"Senior sister, don't cry, don't cry... I'm not moving anymore..."

He obeyed and stopped fidgeting, gently kissing Jiang Bailian's fair face and wiping away her tears with his lips.

Jiang Bailian glared at him, her beautiful face furrowed tightly. She was still being sarcastic towards Chen Yao, but she was deeply moved by his thoughtfulness.

After being kissed a few times on the cheek by his hot lips, she couldn't resist and made a few soft moans before pressing her fragrant lips against his.

The two sat facing each other, their postures like intertwined tree roots, embracing and kissing, their soft, sweet voices drowning out the rustling of the wind through the flowers and grass.

Chen Yao put his little tongue in his mouth, his mouth full of sweet and smooth flavor, and sipped it with relish, his desire surging.

Jiang Bailian's breathing quickened under the teasing and sucking of his tongue, and she began to suck tightly on the jade pot that was wrapped around the peak.

Chen Yao's hand, which was pinching her small feet, moved up her jade-like legs and climbed up to her soft, trembling buttocks, kneading them vigorously until they were covered in her smooth, jade-like skin.

"Mmm~"

Jiang Bailian slightly opened her eyes, opened her small mouth, and pressed her tongue against Chen Yao's tongue in the air, saliva dripping down and landing on the place where the two were closely joined.

Chen Yao shrugged.

The sounds of chirping, slapping, and popping were incessant.

Jiang Bailian's cheeks flushed red, and she couldn't help but groan.

The heat from her throat, along with the tip of Tiemo's tongue, sprayed into Chen Yao's throat, no less potent than the most potent aphrodisiac.

Chen Yao used both hands to forcefully grab her buttocks and shoved her vulva hard onto the ridge.

Jiang Bailian was caught off guard and let out a long, delicate moan. She pulled her tongue out of his mouth, saliva flying everywhere, shimmering silver in the sunlight in the forest.

"Ugh, you scared me to death, senior sister! Ahhh! Haaah! Uhhh!"

She lightly clenched her small fist and punched Chen Yao's chest, but her face remained flushed with spring. Furthermore, she used her high heels to push off the ground, and her buttocks began to sway violently under the ravages of Chen Yao's large hands, unconsciously moving in response.

Where the two were making love, the water was overflowing and incredibly sticky.

She looked down curiously, trying her best to see even though she couldn't see clearly.

"Does it sound good?"

Chen Yao kissed her earlobe and whispered.

The hot breath made her shrink her neck and her throat.

Chen Yao took a deep, satisfying breath and thrust hard a few times.

Jiang Bailian, flustered by his forceful thrusts, placed her delicate hand on his chest and after a while said, "Ugh... ahh... it sounds awful... what a weird sound!"

Chen Yao loved her insincere manner, her complete focus on the act of lovemaking. He kissed her cheek hard and said, "The strange sound is coming from the strange thing. This strange thing has more water than the Jiujiang River."

As soon as he said this, Jiang Bailian let out a shy "hmm," her white, undulating buttocks trembled violently, and a surge of water burst forth from the pot, washing out Chen Yao's nipples.

The blanket beneath them was completely soaked.

Jiang Bailian stared blankly at the water gushing from her, the sound of rushing water in her ears. After a moment of daze, she buried her pretty face in Chen Yao's chest, too ashamed to look up again.

Chen Yao lovingly stroked her hair, his penis seeking a spot, breaking through the water and making a "squeaking" sound, and began to thrust again.

Jiang Bailian moaned softly.

"You've ruined me~ Ahhh~ Uhh~ You're going to shove it in again~ So much water~"

Chen Yao pinched her chin, teasing her while kissing her lips.

"More water makes things more comfortable."

Jiang Bailian blushed deeply upon hearing this: "You only care about your own comfort~ Ahhh~"

Chen Yao slapped it hard a few times, and pulled out a gush of white, sticky pulp.

Jiang Bailian immediately begged for mercy.

"Are you uncomfortable?" He went in deeply and then pulled out slightly.

Jiang Bailian was afraid he would suddenly speed up again, otherwise she would be sore and numb, so she quickly nodded: "Comfortable~ Ah~ Uh uh~ It's just, too numb~"

Chen Yao grabbed her buttocks with both hands, laid her on her back on the carpet, and then bent down to pound her.

With this position going even deeper, Jiang Bailian, still not used to it, immediately started moaning incoherently.

Chen Yao lifted her white-stockinged leg from her pants and kissed it down her calf.

When he reached the small, pink feet clad in silver-threaded high heels and white stockings, he slipped his tongue under the delicate pink toes, teasing each one.

Jiang Bailian had never had her jade feet defiled like this before, and she immediately became extremely sensitive, crying as she ejaculated again, almost losing control of her bladder.

She complained in a tearful voice, "I hate it! You made me feel like a bedwetting doll! I hate it so much!"

Before she could finish speaking, her white stockings made a ripping sound as Chen Yao ripped them open at her pink toes.

The white silk threads came undone, flipped up, and revealed five round little toes.

Chen Yao loved it so much that, ignoring the soles of her silver-threaded high heels digging into her chin, she took it in and began to suck on it with relish.

Jiang Bailian practically rolled her eyes, her grip on the pot tightening to the extreme.

Even with the water overflowing, Chen Yao felt a great deal of resistance during his advance, and the sucking sensation was intense.

The two quickly reached ecstasy in their respective immersion.

[The Demon Soul attribute is active; randomly grant the female cultivator 900 cultivation points]

[Second Floor of Foundation Building (40016/50000)]

Chen Yao successfully advanced to the second level of Foundation Establishment.

The mountains returned to silence.

Only birds that slowly regain their courage sing.

A gentle breeze rustled through the trees.

Chen Yao lay sprawled on Jiang Bailian's chest, his mouth filled with tender, fragrant flesh.

Jiang Bailian held him tightly at the back of the head, as if she wanted to completely absorb him into her body.

The two were just panting.

With a "squeak," Chen Yao pulled it out, bringing with it a gush of slippery pulp.

Jiang Bailian groaned as if she had been stabbed, feeling a sense of emptiness in her heart.

She protested with a "humph," "Why did you pull it out?"

Chen Yao looked at her with a half-smile.

Jiang Bailian then realized her lapse in composure, blushing and biting her lip: "You bad person~"

Chen Yao rolled over and lay down next to her, embracing the beautiful woman covered in fragrant sweat: "Senior sister, you are so beautiful."

Jiang Bailian curled her lips and gave him a reproachful look: "You smooth talker, why didn't you show any pity for her just now? What was so beautiful about her?"

Chen Yao reached out and brushed aside the long, wet patch of grass on her abdomen: "Isn't this beautiful?"

Jiang Bailian gasped in embarrassment, glaring at him: "I never expected you to be this kind of junior brother. Be careful, or I'll never speak to you again after I return to the mountain!"

Chen Yao, however, paid no attention to her threat. He cupped her pretty face in his arms, hugged her tightly, and let out a long sigh: "That's so nice..."

Jiang Bailian closed her beautiful eyes, her eyelashes trembling, and softly murmured "Mmm".

A gentle breeze wafted by, dispelling the intense spring atmosphere here.

The two quietly enjoyed the afterglow of the tide, experiencing the ultimate peace and tranquility.

But this peace did not last long.

A mournful cry from a monkey in the nearby pine forest shattered their tender moment.

Jiang Bailian was the first to raise her face, her delicate features furrowing.

"This is Uncle's white ape, what's going on?"

Chapter 112 The Old Ape in the Ancient Forest, the Sutra Under the Pine Tree

The mountain wind stirs up the mist, and the pines ripple like waves.

Below the mountains lies a deep ravine, from which the cries of monkeys emanate.

After cleaning up, Chen Yao and Jiang Bailian set off hand in hand towards the secluded ravine.

"After all, it's a spirit ape that my second uncle raised, and I don't want it to be forgotten here."

Jiang Bailian walked along the mountain path, nestled beside Chen Yao.

Chen Yao was indifferent: "Then we'll take it back to our sect."

The two soon entered a secluded ravine forest where the pines rustled, but the cries of monkeys were no longer heard.

Jiang Bailian's face darkened: "When my second uncle was here, when we came here, this spirit ape would play hide-and-seek with us like this."

Chen Yao sighed and gently kissed her forehead.