"Empress Master, the disciple is here!"
Zhou Chen’s figure flickered as he entered the cave where the Yaochi Empress cultivated.
The cave twisted and turned, with the stone walls intricately engraved with complex and profound Taoist patterns, uneven yet possessing an extre beauty that was enchanting.
Zhou Chen moved forward along the rugged passage.
At first, it was narrow, barely passable, then after walking dozens of steps, it suddenly opened up.
This place was like a paradise on earth.
The peaks were beautiful, waterfalls flew down, the Spiritual Qi was so dense it was almost tangible, and Zhou Chen truly felt the splendor of this sacred land.
Aside from the rare and exotic beasts leaping about and the ancient herbs everywhere, there was also plenty of spirit soil.
He stepped forward and saw patches of sacred ground for cultivation, with auspicious Qi rising, perfect for training.
There were also so lakes, colorful and shrouded in auspicious mist, worthy of being called Spirit Lakes, brimming with energy.
These were all rare divine lands.
Before long.
Zhou Chen arrived at a tranquil place and saw, up ahead, a woman of unrivaled beauty sitting cross-legged in a hundred-zhang-wide pool, surrounded by trails of sacred aura.
The Spirit Pool was not large, but inside it, the energy boiled, dazzling with flowing lights, with spirit grass growing all around and ancient herbs thriving.
The pool’s liquid gushing forth was the essence spewed from the earth’s dragon head vein, a kind of rare and precious liquid nurtured by the earth.
In the center sat the Yaochi Empress, her clothes drenched by the precious liquid, her voluptuous and graceful figure faintly visible, curves alluring, her smooth, soft cloud-like hair hanging down her white neck.
Graceful and noble, divinely majestic.
Like a Fairy Goddess fallen into the mortal world, possessing an aura of unapproachable might.
"Empress Master!"
Zhou Chen’s heart pounded, his throat moved, as he ca before the Yaochi Empress, staring at every inch of her skin that seed crafted by heaven and earth, her figure tailored to perfection, his blood boiling.
"What’s the matter?"
The beautiful eyes of the Yaochi Empress opened, calmly gazing at Zhou Chen, though inside she was already in turmoil; how could she not know Zhou Chen’s little thoughts?
He just wants to defy his master, showing disrespect.
Truly a little rascal.
What should she do?
If Zhou Chen wishes to... later...
Should she slightly resist and let him or...?
"Empress Master, I love you!"
Looking at the Yaochi Empress’s mature and dignified, graceful and noble voluptuous body, exuding endless maternal allure.
Zhou Chen swallowed deeply, passionately enamored.
"Stop talking nonsense!"
The Yaochi Empress glared at him, a mix of reproach and resentnt, raising her hand intending to give Zhou Chen’s head a flick.
However, as she raised her hand, a pair of broad and warm hands suddenly appeared at her waist.
Directly embracing her tightly from behind.
"How bold!"
The Yaochi Empress felt ashad and angry, her cheeks instantly flushed red, rebuking:
"Stop being impertinent!"
She hadn’t expected Zhou Chen to be so bold, to go straight to touching her.
Especially feeling those restless hands caressing her waist.
Her previously calm heart lake felt like a stone had stirred a thousand waves.
Causing ripples upon ripples.
"This little rascal!"
The Yaochi Empress gently bit her red lips, ashad and indignant, about to summon strength to fling Zhou Chen away from behind.
At this point.
Zhou Chen’s gentle voice, filled with fondness and dependence, ca softly from beside her ear:
"Empress Master, I just want to hug you!"
Zhou Chen’s face lightly leaned against the warm, smooth jade-like back, inhaling the intoxicating fragrance emanating from the Empress Master’s body.
Like a child embraced by its mother, feeling imnsely warm and secure.
The Yaochi Empress froze for a mont, forgetting to fling Zhou Chen away.
Suddenly.
Her body trembled, her head lifted, and on that graceful and noble, exceptionally beautiful face, appeared a shy blush like that of a young girl.
"Stop!"
At this mont, the Yaochi Empress clearly sensed it.
Zhou Chen’s hands, extrely restless, were climbing from her flat belly without an ounce of fat to...
"Ah..."
"You rebellious disciple, quickly... quickly let... go of !"
The pressure felt from sowhere, the voluptuous, full emperor body of the Yaochi Empress trembled violently, her beautiful eyes wide open, emitting a crisp, enticing cry.
The Yaochi Empress felt ashad and angry; logically, she should have imdiately flung Zhou Chen away or given him a strong slap.
Yet for so unknown reason, she seed to lose all her strength, becoming like a weak woman...
Especially as Zhou Chen, having understood and researched countless paths, had reached a level of skill close to the Tao even in the most basic and primal skills, transforming the mundane into the extraordinary in his hands.
No matter how deep or well-hidden, Zhou Chen’s Eyes of Golden Fla and Thunder Light Ruyi Hand accurately grasped the opponent’s strengths and weaknesses.
Striking precisely.
Employing different thods targeting their strengths and weaknesses, easily controlling, finding openings, and turning the table.
In this regard, the Yaochi Empress was completely inexperienced, utterly void of effective counter or retaliation power.
"Empress Master, let the disciple perform a piece for you."
Zhou Chen joyfully began playing the Pipa Song.
The Pipa Song moved the Empress Master to tears.
In the next mont.
The chronic poison hidden within the Yaochi Empress’s body for countless years was triggered.
Her emperor body convulsed violently, and the Yaochi Empress felt a series of strange reactions in her flesh.
She hadn’t expected the poison would erupt so fiercely.
Try as she might, she couldn’t suppress it.
At that mont.
She suddenly realized an extrely shaful truth.
She, the dignified supre being of mortals, having lived for hundreds of thousands of years, revered and feared by innurable people, the sacred, inviolable Yaochi Empress, couldn’t control herself.
...
"Empress Master, the Tao is emotionless, but there is love in the mortal realm."
Holding the soft waist of the Yaochi Empress, turning her around, sitting opposite, Zhou Chen gazed at her flushed and captivatingly beautiful face beyond compare.
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