This was something only Sister Zhiran could accomplish. She meticulously pieced together his memories, separating them to allow a previous period to surface and become the dominant one, including his understanding of martial arts from that time.
It was practically a reset of his cultivation level, returning him to his weaker period, while the instincts of his strongest era were suppressed deep within his mind, unable to play a dominant role.
Furthermore, his dantian was injured, leaving him with almost no true qi. The memories of his weaker period lacked the instinct to mobilize cellular energy, so to everyone else, he was merely a "Transformation Realm" martial artist.
Once that part of his memory awakened, it meant he would directly return to his peak state, like a broken torch being turned on at maximum power. While no less powerful than before, it wouldn't last long.
Last time, when Arrogance attacked, it was precisely thanks to the stimulation device left by Sister Zhiran that he was able to recover to his former state and defeat Arrogance.
However, the price paid was not small. Besides the complete depletion of the replenishment he and the Xue Tang and Yu Tang sisters had gained during their spring breeze, and even a slight worsening of his injuries, the increased amnesia upon waking was also an indirect consequence.
"Yu Tang…"
I could feel a warm sensation filling my body; it was Yu Tang's… If quantified, it would probably only be enough for a minute or two of full-power release.
But that was probably enough. Aside from that enemy I had encountered before, who could withstand "Perfect Transcendence" for even a minute or two?
"By the way, you just said there were many people?"
The woman lowered her head and said, "Because not long ago, a pair of beautiful sisters arrived…"
Before she finished speaking, the woman shut her mouth, because she could sense that the man before her was like a volcano about to erupt.
Li Dong walked out without a word, closing the door behind him. He walked along the street, flanked by ancient Yoshiwara buildings, many of which had collapsed, but groans and panting could be heard from the remaining structures.
A door swung open, and a man naked from the waist down stepped out. His engorged penis, like the previous man's, was somewhat peculiar—veins bulging, large and crimson, yet disproportionate to the man's body, as if forcibly reconstructed.
Upon seeing him, the man first showed an incredulous expression, then grinned maliciously and pounced.
"Thud!"
A muffled thud resounded. With each step Li Dong took, the ground trembled, dust billowed, and a sound like a dragon's roar filled the air.
The man in black felt a numbness rise from the soles of his feet, as if his heart had been seized by a giant hand. He collapsed to his knees, clutching his chest, trying to speak, but a metallic taste rose in his throat. Only when he fell, blood filling his vision, did he realize what had happened.
It was blood—
Li Dong walked past him, opening each door one by one. The sounds of debauchery quickly ceased, replaced by angry roars that lasted a second or two, then abruptly stopped, like a duck being strangled.
He didn't have time to comfort the women inside; he continued his search.
Finally, upon entering a remaining hall of the "Great World," he saw a group of men surrounding a fair, exquisite, naked body. Her delicate, snow-white buttocks were sandwiched between two men, two thick, erect penises filling her anus and vagina.
Her snow-white, pert breasts were being wantonly kneaded by large hands, already marked with red welts; her pink nipples were being sucked until they were swollen and erect, a deep crimson like blood.
Two small hands, guided by the man, were placed on his dark penis, stroking it idly. Her shapely, slender legs peeked out from between his legs, dazzlingly white, her two swaying feet seemingly covered in a thick, cloudy fluid, seeping from between her toes and down her delicate, pink arches.
A penis had just been withdrawn from the girl's tilted chin, her red lips still slightly swollen… a few drops of urine still dripped from the purplish-red glans, clearly having just "released" itself in her mouth.
Her pretty face was revealed, a delicate oval face with a hint of baby fat, a small, exquisite nose, and soft, red lips… it was Ling Xuan.
The girl coughed, slightly choked, her large, dark eyes glistening with tears.
But the girl didn't cry; perhaps it was the last vestige of her stubbornness.
Another impatient girl, pushing aside her engorged penis, sat down directly in front of her face. The foul-smelling penis, already faintly carrying the stench of urine, was about to knock on her door. Knowing what he was about to do, the strong-willed girl finally broke down.
Tears welled up in her eyes, then suddenly burst forth, her small mouth opening involuntarily as she cried loudly.
The girl knew it was all in vain. Soon, that huge penis would mercilessly plunge in, until her eyes rolled back, and then either it would gush in her foul-smelling, sticky fluid, or release something even more disgusting…
But, the next second, several "thumps" were heard. The expected penis filling her mouth didn't arrive; instead, she heard an unusually gentle voice.
"I'm sorry, Xuanxuan, I'm here."
Exhausted, the girl quickly fell asleep.
This was also because Li used his internal energy to soothe her. This place was dangerous; AM combined with kidnapping… there was probably only one other way. Charles, the Lustful One.
Perhaps his name is Xu Pengxuan.
Seeing Lingxuan's miserable state, and remembering that the man in black was still stalking Xuetang, seemingly targeting her…
What if Lingxuan were replaced by Xuetang?
A boiling murderous intent surged within him. This time, he would absolutely not let Charles be so lucky again.
......
Shikishima.
In a villa, Xu Pengxuan, wearing a bathrobe, walked to the window and looked at the scenery outside.
Here, Kyoto was overlooked, and below the mountain stood rows of red torii gates, belonging to only one place: Inari Shrine.
Two women lay on the damp bed. One had a cascade of silky pink hair, completely naked, with a voluptuous and alluring figure, her waist and hips curving precariously, her skin white and smooth—a breathtaking sight.
Although completely naked, she did not remove the golden crown on her head, a symbol of her status as a "shrine maiden" at the Inari Shrine.
Another slender, graceful figure, with undulating curves, possessed beautiful purple hair, each strand glossy and translucent, without a single clump, its flowing elegance like lightning piercing the sky.
Even more striking were her pair of full, round breasts. Even lying on her back, the swollen orbs did not spread out, remaining proudly erect; at most, the lower contours of the nipples appeared even fuller, the firm muscles of her breasts taut against her armpits, forming a near-perfect teardrop shape.
Round and upturned, indeed a perfect teardrop shape, the "bell" shape was due to the sheer fullness of her two large, snow-white breasts; from the front, they resembled two full moons, and the delicate pink areolas and bud-like nipples added to their proud and majestic presence.
It's hard to imagine what would happen if, when such a pair of enormous breasts, rippling with light, drew a divine sword… the people of this island nation who witnessed this scene felt any sense of blasphemy.
The answer… well, even though it's forbidden, the fact that the General's "little yellow book" is still traded underground, rightfully ranking first in the country, speaks volumes.
However, the astonishing sway of those breasts, fantasized about by countless people, is no secret to Xu Pengxuan.