Chu Qingyi couldn't help but recall the scene from that day: Huo Ling'er, with her naked, delicate body, skin as smooth as a peeled egg, gracefully walked toward her. Her fiery and enchanting figure made even Chu Qingyi, a woman herself, sigh in admiration and envy.
Her damp, cascading hair fell obediently to her waist, and her slender, delicate waist formed a perfect curve with her full, perky buttocks, like a masterpiece crafted by the heavens, intoxicating to behold.
Her breathtakingly beautiful face naturally exuded charm, captivating with every smile and frown, and her every movement was filled with an irresistible allure.
How could such a celestial beauty prefer women?!
Chu Qingyi's mouth slightly opened in surprise, her expression full of disbelief.
A scene that made her heart race appeared in her mind: the completely naked Huo Ling'er embracing another equally unclothed woman, their jade-like hands wandering over each other's bodies, teasing the desires in their hearts. As they whispered intimately, their four beautiful legs intertwined, their private parts pressed tightly together, rubbing against each other. Transparent fluid moistened their pubic hair, and soon, soft moans filled the air.
She seemed to see Huo Ling'er's delicate face flushed crimson, her eyes hazy, her fragrant tongue slightly protruding, her fair skin tinged with a faint blush, and her entire body radiating the aura of passion.
Would Senior Huo Ling'er be like this too... just as she was when teased by Li Xuan...
She was startled by the sudden thought and quickly pushed the unwarranted idea out of her mind, yet her cheeks had already flushed with two suspicious patches of red, and her entire body felt uncomfortably warm.
The women she had been chatting with earlier had long since disappeared. Floating in the air, Chu Qingyi steadied her mind and continued drifting aimlessly forward.
Suddenly, a familiar fluctuation appeared within the range of her spiritual sense. She hurriedly moved closer to investigate and found it was indeed Li Xuan, whom she hadn't seen for several days.
At this moment, he appeared utterly exhausted and listless, sprawled on the bed in a deep, oblivious sleep. His coarse linen clothes were disheveled and wrinkled, and his hair was even more tangled, perched on his head like a bird's nest.
Deafening snores echoed through the loft. Unaware of anything, Li Xuan lay on the bed in a spread-eagle position, his mouth opening and closing as he breathed heavily.
In his sleep, he occasionally scratched his buttocks or rubbed his face, his lips smacking noisily, completely oblivious to Chu Qingyi secretly observing his every move.
Seeing that Li Xuan was fine, she finally relaxed. Instead of disturbing his sweet dreams, she decided to retrace her steps and return.
Her spiritual sense had been detached from her body for a while now, and there wasn't much of interest in the Xuanji Branch Pavilion. After wandering around, she prepared to withdraw her spiritual sense and set off to visit Huo Linger.
Unfamiliar with the layout of the Xuanji Branch Pavilion to begin with, she hadn't bothered to memorize the path during her outing. Now, faced with two nearly identical small paths, she hesitated.
Forget it, she thought, I'll just go whichever way. After all, winding around will eventually lead me back.
Chu Qingyi raised a jade-like hand to her forehead, feeling a bit embarrassed. After a moment of indecision, she finally chose the left path.
As she leisurely observed the scenery within the pavilion, she heard a strange sound nearby—something like two people conversing, yet also resembling the whimpering of small animals.
Curious, Chu Qingyi "floated" in the direction of the sound. What came into view was an exceptionally ornate two-story pavilion.
Unlike the other grayish-white pavilions, this one was entirely dark red in color, occupying an area several times larger than the other structures. Its construction was exquisite, with carved railings and jade-like masonry, elegant and dignified.
"Mmm… Ah…"
The sounds grew louder, and only then did Chu Qingyi belatedly realize that these noises weren't strange at all—they were the moans of a woman in the throes of passion.
Her face flushed red, and though she intended to leave, her feet seemed rooted to the spot.
The pavilion before her was grand and imposing, clearly different from the other buildings. It was likely Huo Linger's residence.
She had observed the entire branch pavilion and hadn't seen a single man—neither the steward managing the pavilion's affairs nor the kitchen staff responsible for cooking and chores. Everyone was a woman.
So, these sounds…
She couldn't help but recall the conversation she had overheard earlier among the women. Their words were filled with admiration for Huo Linger, and it seemed they had all engaged in "mirror grinding" with her. Judging by the sounds now, it was possible that a scene of intimate pleasure between women was unfolding within this pavilion.
At this thought, even the usually composed Chu Qingyi couldn't help but feel her mind stir.
Recalling how the women in their conversation showed not the slightest aversion to Huo Linger's favor but even seemed to anticipate it, treating her attention as the highest honor, their eyes filled with longing—it seemed that under Huo Linger's influence and guidance, these women had all become part of the "mirror grinding" ranks.
Had she not witnessed this scene with her own eyes, Chu Qingyi would have thought this branch pavilion appeared idyllic on the surface but was in truth a den of debauchery, and these young maidens were merely pets she kept for her pleasure.
The continuous moans echoed in her ears, and standing outside the door, she could hardly imagine the scene of two women teasing each other. Without a man's member, how could they possibly reach the climax of passion?
At this moment, Chu Qingyi, who was "floating" outside the pavilion, wore a complex expression. After a moment of hesitation, she decided to investigate further.
As her thoughts moved, her transparent spiritual consciousness instantly appeared outside the room on the second floor of the pavilion.
She could have passed through the wall as if it were nothing and entered the room directly, but to avoid alerting Huo Ling'er, she had no choice but to stand outside the door and peer inside with her mind.
"Mmm... Pavilion... Pavilion Master...
A disheveled young maiden nestled in Huo Ling'er's embrace, her pink dress slipped down to her waist, exposing two full, round breasts. Huo Ling'er's delicate hands kneaded them gently as the girl squirmed restlessly, her face flushed with shyness, her eyes brimming with deep affection.
"How does that feel, Xia'er? Is sister making you feel good…" Huo Ling'er leaned close to the girl she called Xia'er, her nimble tongue flicking out to lick the already crimson earlobe.
"Mmm… Pavilion Master, you… you make Xia'er feel so good… mmm…" Xia'er's eyes grew hazy, her heightened desire leaving her body weak and pliant. She brought her lips close to Huo Ling'er's face, extending a moist tongue to lightly touch her.
"Does Xia'er want it? Hmm?" Huo Ling'er continued to breathe warm air against Xia'er's ear, stirring her restlessness.
Her two fingers pinched Xia'er's already pert nipples, kneading the two delicate pearls between them. Occasionally, she would flick the tips with her fingers, drawing increasingly wanton moans from the girl in her arms.
"Mmm… Pavilion Master… Xia'er… wants… wants it!" Under Huo Ling'er's deliberate teasing, Xia'er's lower body was already drenched, her honeyed passage contracting uncontrollably, yearning for caresses.
Standing outside the door, Chu Qingyi watched this scene. Her earlier suspicions were confirmed, yet witnessing Huo Ling'er intimately engaged with another woman still stirred considerable turmoil within her.
She couldn't help but recall her own intimate moments with Li Xuan. Just like Senior Huo Ling'er and the woman before her, they too had gradually lost their senses under the devouring tide of desire, their minds consumed by nothing but the intoxicating pleasure.
So, it seemed everyone in this world was governed by desire—not just between men and women, but also between men and men, women and women. In hidden, secluded spaces, scenes that set the blood boiling played out.
Matters of love and desire were merely the most common occurrences in the mortal realm. Perhaps in places she had never seen, her own parents, the people within the Celestial Master's Manor, even her elderly grandmother, all engaged in intimate acts with their beloved partners, riding the waves of passion together.
Only now did she truly understand why Huo Ling'er had spoken those words to her during their first meeting. It seemed that even then, Huo Ling'er had been aware of the ambiguous relationship between her and Li Xuan, hence advising her not to confine herself within a cage but to act according to her own heart, even if it defied convention.
The reason Huo Ling'er held such beliefs was because her own actions were not accepted by society. If the ordinary citizens of Azure Dragon City were to discover that the master of the Xuanji Pavilion branch kept countless women for sapphic pleasures, they would not only scorn her deeply but also tarnish the prestige of the Xuanji Pavilion.
Upon careful reflection, Chu Qingyi realized that her grandmother must have known about Huo Ling'er's activities. Yet, far from stopping her, she had been supportive. Did this not suggest that her grandmother, too, harbored secrets unknown to the outside world?
At this thought, Chu Qingyi dared not delve further, nor would she bring the matter into the open to discuss with her grandmother. All she knew was that everyone in this world, from the leaders of the three great cultivation sects to the street vendors hawking their wares, had hidden facets. In the depths of the night, they too were consumed by desire, indulging in unrestrained pleasure.
In the secluded space hidden from outsiders, the woman giggled as she shed her garments, flaunting her allure to seduce the man into intimacy. The man, driven by insatiable desire, bared his erect member, eagerly yearning for the sweet release of passion. Scenes of humanity's most primal urges unfolded everywhere.
Chu Qingyi suddenly felt a sense of clarity wash over her, an indescribable lightness enveloping her body. It was as if the clouds had parted to reveal the sun, bringing a newfound lucidity. She no longer deliberately avoided the memories of her entanglement with Li Xuan.
Holding her breath and focusing her mind, she continued to peer inside.
While she was lost in thought, Huo Ling'er and Xia'er inside the room were already naked and entwined. Two equally pale bodies were locked together, though one of them possessed a strikingly seductive figure—enough to make any man's member instantly stand at attention in reverence.
The other body paled in comparison. Though the two mounds on her chest were not as full as Huo Ling'er's, they were just the right size to be cupped in one hand. Her waist was slender, free of excess flesh, yet still held a certain charm.
"Xia'er... do you like your sister?" Huo Ling'er's tongue traced along Xia'er's slightly youthful cheek, sometimes lightly licking, sometimes circling, leaving trails of moisture.
Her fingers were buried within a patch of dark curls, exploring and teasing, pinching the delicate clitoris between them and playing with it wantonly.
A steady stream of arousal flowed out, dampening her fingers, and with each movement, thin strands of sticky fluid stretched between them.
Xia'er was utterly unable to withstand such teasing. Her face, flushed like the evening sky, was buried in Huo Ling'er's neck. Her thin lips parted slightly as she gasped for breath, her delicate tongue peeking out. Her lower body trembled faintly, her inner walls contracting, her entire body burning with heat. Her two small hands, with nowhere else to go, tightly gripped the bedsheets.
"Sis... sister, I really like you... sister..." Xia'er moaned with passion. After locking eyes with Huo Ling'er, she offered her own delicate lips, closing her eyes to savor what was to come.
Seeing this, Huo Ling'er leaned down and pressed her red lips firmly against Xia'er's thin ones. As their four tender lips met, both let out satisfied moans.
Huo Ling'er's tongue moved to the corner of Xia'er's mouth, teasing lightly, occasionally brushing over her lips. Like sweet nectar, she took Xia'er's lower lip into her mouth and sucked on it gently.
"Xia... er... mmm... open your mouth..." Huo Ling'er licked along the seam of her lips, her tongue attempting to slip inside.
At this moment, Xia'er could only feel the intense heat of Huo Ling'er's red lips, which seemed to ignite the desire burning within her. Her mind was in disarray, consumed by the tingling sensation in her lower body and the warm, moist touch on her lips.
Obediently, she parted her tender lips, welcoming the intrusion of that slick, fragrant tongue.
The moment their two tongues touched, it was as if an electric current surged through both of their bodies, stirring their hearts and sending waves of tingling pleasure across their skin.
Their tongues sometimes extended to lightly tap against each other, sometimes retreated into their mouths to intertwine, greedily sucking each other's saliva, occasionally emitting soft, wet, and lewd sounds.
Huo Ling'er, experienced with countless women, felt her own desire fully ignited. The flames of lust burned through every part of her body, her breathing growing more rapid, her flushed cheeks blooming like brilliant fireworks. Her stunningly beautiful face grew even more alluring.
Her fingers continued to explore within Xia'er's slick folds, sliding up and down, coating her fingers with the arousal from deep within her honeyed passage, and smearing it all over her outer lips.
"Xia'er... sister, am I beautiful?" Huo Ling'er reluctantly parted from Xia'er's lips, her beautiful eyes growing increasingly dazed under the sway of desire. She exhaled a soft, fragrant breath, gazing affectionately at Xia'er in her arms.
"Sister... is the most beautiful... woman in the world... mmm..." Xia'er's delicate brows furrowed slightly as she squirmed restlessly, her plump buttocks aching for the caress of those fingers.
"Then does Xia'er want... to lick sister's... breasts... ah..." Huo Ling'er pressed against the two folds of her labia, squeezing out all the slick fluid within. She dipped her fingertip into it and smeared a little onto Xia'er's nipple, gently circling around it.
The cool, slippery sensation made Xia'er gasp repeatedly. She leaned her head back, her two nipples standing even more erect, with transparent, lewd fluid clinging to them.
At that moment, Huo Ling'er slightly parted her tender lips and took one of the nipples into her mouth, sucking on it. A salty, fragrant taste swept over her taste buds—the most genuine scent of desire from the depths of Xia'er's body.
"Ah... sister, don't kiss... it's dirty... ah..." Xia'er cried out softly. She never expected that Huo Ling'er, esteemed as the deputy hall master, would actually swallow the fluid from her private parts. Along with her embarrassment, an intense wave of pleasure surged through her heart. The stimulating, licentious scene made her delicate body tremble uncontrollably. Add to that the sensation of her nipple being licked by a tongue, and those two fingers she both loved and hated still kneading her clitoris—the dual waves of pleasure flooded through her limbs like a torrent. After one more soft cry, she actually reached a climax, her vaginal walls convulsing uncontrollably as a large amount of fluid gushed out, soaking the bedding beneath her.
"Hehe, Xia'er... how did you surrender... so quickly..." Huo Ling'er's fingers were unexpectedly drenched by the gushing fluid. She raised her two slick-covered fingers as if displaying a trophy, showing them off to Xia'er.
"It's all because sister is too skilled..." Xia'er's cheeks flushed crimson as the pleasure had yet to subside. The shyness in her lively eyes vanished, replaced by naked desire.
"Now let Xia'er serve sister." Xia'er proactively lifted her neck, extending her fragrant tongue to gently lick Huo Ling'er's breasts.
"Ah... Xia'er, so... so obedient..." Huo Ling'er closed her beautiful eyes, her exquisite face filled with enjoyment. She tenderly stroked Xia'er's hair, fully savoring the pleasure brought by the slippery tongue.
Outside the door, Chu Qingyi, who was peeping, felt her breathing grow rapid. She had never witnessed others in the act of lovemaking before, let alone the intimate affairs between two women.
She couldn't help but recall that rainy night when Li Xuan's thick member thrust fiercely between her buttocks. Under the stimulation of the glans, her little cave had secreted a large amount of honey-like fluid, even soaking her undergarments. The intense pleasure that surged from between her legs straight to her mind nearly overwhelmed her. As her honeyed cave contracted and expanded, an unbearable itchiness took hold. In that moment, she even desperately wished that thick member would fill her honeyed cave, to soothe the restless longing within her.
If Li Xuan were here now, that enormous, thick rod would likely be pointing straight between her legs, like a ferocious beast just freed from its cage, roaring with the desire to pierce into her honeyed cave.
At this thought, two blushes visibly spread across her small face. Combined with the alluring scene before her eyes and the lewd, soft moans, everything stimulated her heart and mind.
A tingling sensation spread from her lower body, and in that moment, she even wished Huo Ling'er's fingers would slip into her honeyed depths, easing that unbearable, mortifying urge.
The intimate scene inside the room continued to unfold. Huo Ling'er actively brought her nipple close to Xia'er's face, cooing sweetly, "Xia'er, come, taste sister's nipple..."
Two full, plump mounds stood pertly, their shape utterly perfect, swaying gently with their owner's movements. The two rosy nipples at their peaks brushed lightly against Xia'er's lips, yearning for her caress.
Xia'er obediently took both nipples into her mouth, licking and sucking. Though her technique was clumsy, it still stirred Huo Ling'er into soft, panting moans. The nipples grew rounder and firmer in Xia'er's mouth, exuding a thick, amorous fragrance.
"Ah... Xia'er, so... so good... licking sister... feels so wonderful..." With her nipples satisfied, Huo Ling'er's face was filled with a bewitching allure. She felt the tongue swirling around her nipples was scorchingly hot, stoking the flames of desire deep within her heart.
Outside the door, Chu Qingyi felt unbearably feverish all over, as if Xia'er's gentle licks were on her own breasts. Waves of tingling numbness also emanated from her chest, unsettling her mind, and a trickle of honeyed moisture seeped from her core.
"Xia'er... loves sister the most..." Xia'er extended her tongue to lightly tap the nipples, gazing with watery, wide eyes at Huo Ling'er's enchanting appearance. Seeing the latter's face flushed with springtime passion under her caresses, she couldn't help but feel a swell of pride and satisfaction.
Though she hadn't been at this branch long, from the first moment she met Huo Ling'er, she had been utterly captivated by her stunning beauty. At nineteen years old, she had never before seen such a beautiful woman—even the beauties painted by artists couldn't compare.
Orphaned since childhood, she had been wandering when she was fortunate enough to meet Gu Yishuang, who was out traveling. Learning that the elder could provide her with a home where she'd never want for food or clothing, she gladly followed her to this branch. Young as she was, she didn't fully understand what the other sisters meant by "the joy of mirror polishing," but from snippets of conversation, she gathered it involved intimate relations with the female branch master.
When the sisters who arrived around the same time learned of this, they found it absurd, loudly cursing the branch master and the silver-haired old woman who brought them there, even wanting to leave the branch to seek other paths.
The branch master didn't make things difficult for them. She announced that anyone unwilling to stay could take enough silver to start a new life outside. Of course, they could also remain in the branch—she wouldn't force anyone to act against their will.
Unlike the initial panic, shame, and indignation of the others, Xia'er didn't find the matter ridiculous. Instead, she saw it as an unparalleled honor—she could actually share intimacy with the branch master, who was as beautiful as a celestial being. Just the thought alone was enough to excite her immensely.
Day after day, she counted on her fingers, yearning for the day the branch master would remember her existence and summon her for such pleasures.
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