(R18) Chapter 151: Dragon battles the phoenix harem.
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Beneath the steaming Elysium Spring, six figures entwined, Lan An eagerly stripping the garments from his five wives' bodies.
Soon, five jade-carved forms emerged, the hot water flushing their alabaster skin with a faint rosy glow, glistening and irresistibly alluring.
This wasn't their first grand battle, so none hesitated each burned with fiery passion.
Even Mu Zi Yin, once a paragon of tradition, had been thoroughly corrupted by Lan An and the harem.
Five silken bodies pressed against his skin, Lan An's breath scorching as he devoured each wife's form with his gaze.
Among the five, Yan Hong Lian and Mu Zi Yin were the most voluptuous, their ample breasts nearly identical, ripe as if they could spill milk, with slightly larger, dark crimson nipples—like mature peaches wildly enticing.
Their waists were slender, easily encircled by Lan An's arm.
Below, their full, rounded hips curved like perfect spheres, their plump thighs pressed tightly, veiling the sacred feminine mystery.
Their hourglass figures epitomized perfection.
He glimpsed the mystical forests crowning their secret valleys Mu Zi Yin's jet-black, matching her flowing hair, while Yan Hong Lian's blazed a vivid scarlet, strikingly bold.
These two epitomized mature women in their prime, the dream of countless men.
In contrast, Die Qing Er, Li Zhu Luan, and Bai Su Mei radiated youthful beauty, at the peak of maidenhood, now tinged with the allure of blossoming womanhood.
Under Lan An's tender care, their budding peaks, though not as grand as the others, were firm and perfectly rounded, fitting snugly in his hands, their rosy nipples glistening like sweet candies, utterly tempting.
Every curve, every fragrant scent Lan An noticed a charming detail: all his women bore delicate traces of intimate hair, sparse but present.
Bai Su Mei's was pure white, faintly veiling her rosy petals, irresistibly seductive.
Die Qing Er and Li Zhu Luan's were deep black, mere sprigs like tender grass, pleasing to the eye.
"Mmm, never tire of staring, husband? Kiss me!" Li Zhu Luan pouted, tiptoeing to offer her fragrant ruby lips.
"Could gaze forever, my darling! Stick out your tongue!" Lan An grinned, lowering to claim his wife's lips.
Their mouths melded, Li Zhu Luan boldly plunging her tongue into his, letting him savor her sweetness.
Their saliva spilled at the corners, igniting the other wives' bodies with heat.
Die Qing Er and Bai Su Mei dipped beneath the water, seeking his throbbing, veined shaft. Their soft lips parted, tongues tenderly worshiping him.
Mu Zi Yin embraced Lan An from behind, her milky breasts pressing into his broad back, rubbing sensually. Her lips parted, tongue teasing his ear as she panted, "Husband, you've ruined me! Like it?"
Locked in a kiss with Li Zhu Luan, Lan An heard Mu Zi Yin's sultry purr and intensified his grip, kneading Yan Hong Lian's breasts, drawing sharp gasps from her.
"Love it, my wives! The naughtier you are, the more I crave you!" he transmitted to their minds.
"Hmph, naughty only for you!" they huffed coyly, their secret places dripping with desire.
Lan An's shaft, already iron-hard and searing, pulsed under the delicate tongues of Bai Su Mei and Die Qing Er.
Bai Su Mei lavished attention on his jewels, while Die Qing Er took half his length into her mouth, her tongue spiraling around him, sending shivers of ecstasy through Lan An.
"Ready, my treasures? Aching for me?" Lan An parted from Li Zhu Luan's sweet lips, smirking wickedly.
"Mmm, take me first, husband! Mate with me!" Bai Su Mei, consumed by lust, clung to his chiseled frame.
The others panted, desire swirling in their eyes.
Lan An chuckled, lifting each wife onto a massive boulder in the spring. From his ring, he produced a wide, plush mat, laying their exquisite forms upon it.
"Turn over, loves I want to admire you from behind!" he commanded.
The five understood, casting him sultry glances. They crawled into position, hips raised high, lined up in a row, awaiting his favor.
From behind, Lan An's nose nearly bled at the sight five flawless hips, ten glistening orifices beckoning.
Five flower-like valleys bloomed, brimming with sweet nectar, just above their dainty, secretive caverns, pink folds neatly tucked, gently pulsing.
Driven wild, Lan An dove in, savoring each wife's valley with fervent licks.
"Mmm, husband, stop teasing take me!" Mu Zi Yin writhed fiercely, trembling.
"Enter me, love, I can't bear it stop kissing there!" Yan Hong Lian shook her head, her valley gushing.
Bai Su Mei, Die Qing Er, and Li Zhu Luan, overwhelmed with need, collapsed forward, hips still raised, moaning as he feasted.
"Hmph, let your husband taste each of you first!" Lan An lifted his head, face slick with their essence, plunging his tongue deep into each cavern, exploring ravenously.
Each wife's flavor was unique, like ambrosia drawing him deeper.
The women squirmed, their valleys aching with emptiness, torn between love and frustration for their man.
Finally, Lan An ceased his teasing, his shaft near bursting.
Grasping Bai Su Mei's waist from behind, he parted her slick petals, aligning his tip at her entrance, and thrust powerfully.
Squelch…
The sound of his full penetration echoed. Bai Su Mei's eyes rolled back, her lips curling in blissful satisfaction, her hips swaying to meet his invasion.
Thwap, thwap, thwap…
Lan An spared no gentleness, claiming her fiercely, his shaft pulsing within her, pleasure peaking.
"So good, I love you, husband you're so strong, ruin me!" Bai Su Mei's breasts swayed wildly under his assault.
As he thrust into her, Lan An's hands sought Mu Zi Yin and Li Zhu Luan's valleys, three fingers plunging in and out.
Yan Hong Lian and Die Qing Er embraced, caressing each other's bodies, kissing passionately, pleasuring themselves in turn a mesmerizing tableau.
Lan An, witnessing this, felt ecstasy surge, quickening his thrusts into Bai Su Mei.
"Ugh, so good, I'm dying, I'm coming!" Bai Su Mei trembled violently, her sensitivity to him heightened.
Hearing her, Lan An flipped her onto her back, pressing down on her silken form, kissing her fragrant lips tenderly.
Below, his shaft accelerated, a relentless machine nearing its climax.
"Ah, I'm coming, come with me, fill me, master!" Bai Su Mei moaned through their kiss, transmitting her plea.
Lan An felt her walls clamp fiercely, a sucking force within. He pounded relentlessly.
Finally, with a shudder, he unleashed, flooding her womb with searing essence.
Lan An gently licked the sweat from Bai Su Mei's face, kissing her lovingly, then slowly withdrew.
Bai Su Mei smiled, sated, her body awash in bliss, panting as she gazed at him.
Her swollen petals glistened, a creamy mix seeping out, her inner folds still quivering faintly.
Her secondary cavern, slick and inviting, tempted him, but seeing her exhaustion, Lan An set her aside.
He reclined on the mat, his shaft still towering fiercely.
"Wives, ride me!" Lan An pulled Mu Zi Yin's nude form, grinning.
"Hmph, make me soar, husband Hong Lian and the others await!" Mu Zi Yin panted coyly, straddling him, guiding his rigid shaft to her entrance, and sinking down.
Hngh…
Their twin groans of relief rang out. Mu Zi Yin, ablaze with desire, began rocking atop him.
Slap, slap, slap…
She moved forcefully, each thrust driving him deep into her core, moaning in delight, her majestic breasts bouncing.
Yan Hong Lian, eager, positioned her valley over Lan An's mouth, facing Mu Zi Yin.
Lan An obliged, plunging his tongue into her, stirring vigorously.
"Wives, kiss for your husband!" he transmitted.
Yan Hong Lian and Mu Zi Yin paused, then indulged him, two mature beauties embracing tightly.
Their milky breasts pressed together, lips locking in a fervent dance.
Lan An, electrified by their tangled tongues, thrust harder into Mu Zi Yin, his tongue ravaging Yan Hong Lian's bud, driving both to gasping frenzy.
Die Qing Er and Li Zhu Luan, watching their sisters' intimacy, exchanged glances.
"Hmph!"
Their competitive spirits flared, each huffing and turning away.
Lan An, catching this, hatched a mischievous plan.
His Black Tower Ring glinted, releasing two wisps of pale pink mist into their noses Blazing Passion Incense.
Crafted long ago under the Evil Emperor's guidance, Lan An had awaited the perfect moment to use it.
Die Qing Er and Li Zhu Luan shuddered, consumed by insatiable lust, abandoning their rivalry to embrace fiercely.
Their rosy lips devoured each other, hands seeking each other's valleys, fingers plunging deep.
"Ugh, so good, so sweet!" they moaned, bodies quaking.
"Hmph, your mouth's divine no wonder husband loves kissing you!" Mu Zi Yin parted from Yan Hong Lian, praising her.
"You flatter, sister your lips are soft, fragrant, intoxicating like fine wine. Husband's truly blessed!" Yan Hong Lian kneaded Mu Zi Yin's breasts, smiling radiantly.
"He's the luckiest—let's kiss without him next time!" Mu Zi Yin teased.
"Giggle, yes, let's drive him mad!" Yan Hong Lian laughed.
Lan An, amused, flipped them onto their stomachs, dog-style.
Smack, smack, smack…
He spanked their plump hips, chuckling, "Daring to sideline your husband? Time for family discipline!"
He plunged into Yan Hong Lian's valley, thrusting ferociously.
"Ah, you'll kill me! So good, family law's divine!" Yan Hong Lian wailed in ecstasy.
After dozens of thrusts, he switched, spearing Mu Zi Yin beside her.
"Mmm, so good, harder, husband, ruin me!"
Like twin bitches, they raised their hips, letting him alternate.
He spanked their snowy hips, thrusting until, with three long cries, he flooded both mature wives.
Embracing them, he collapsed onto the mat.
The trio caressed each other, the women beaming, their beauty magnified by satisfaction.
"Take the younger sisters, husband!" Yan Hong Lian, regaining composure, glanced at Die Qing Er and Li Zhu Luan, still entwined.
"No rush let's see if they'll bicker again," Lan An smirked, producing an Image Recording Stone, recently purchased, to capture the scene.
Die Qing Er and Li Zhu Luan, in a sixty-nine, devoured each other's valleys, an enchanting spectacle.
Lan An recorded for a while, satisfied, then approached, pinning them on their backs, parting their jade legs.
His shaft filled them once more.
He alternated, ravishing Li Zhu Luan, then Die Qing Er, their Blazing Passion Incense-fueled cries echoing through the Spirit Realm Pearl.
Above, on the Palace Tree…
Though the second tier loomed high above, Nascent Soul cultivators saw clearly.
At Shi Qin Palace's entrance…
Liu Shi Qin's eyes gleamed with longing, gazing at the lascivious yet love-filled scene below.
Unconsciously, her hand kneaded her breast, her lips whispering "Little An."
Her valley soaked, her inner garments clinging uncomfortably.
"My Little An's so mighty!" she murmured, pride swelling.
At Ice Spirit Palace…
"Mmm, husband's incredible—can Young Miss withstand his favor? Ling Er will aid her in serving him!" Bing Ling Er mused, watching curiously.
At Wenyun Palace…
Thump, thump, thump…
Nangong Wenyun's heart pounded, audible even to herself, her chest heaving.
"Jade Sister, what den have you dragged me into?" she muttered, biting her ruby lips, her tone free of anger, tinged with anticipation for the future.
At Ruo Xue Palace…
"Shameless, how dare he revel in debauchery in broad daylight?" Hua Yu Feng shouted at her sisters.
Su Mei ignored her, her face flushed like a ripe apple, unable to tear her eyes from the scene—her man tirelessly brought each woman to ecstasy, unflagging.
"Husband loving his sisters is perfectly normal!" Yen Ruo Xue smiled gently, fingers tracing her lips.
"Ruo Xue, are you mad? No jealousy? No anger?" Hua Yu Feng gaped.
"What's jealousy or anger worth? He loves me still, and I alone can't handle his favor—my body wouldn't endure!" Yen Ruo Xue giggled.
Hua Yu Feng slapped her forehead, speechless.
"Third Sister, is it really that blissful?" Su Mei asked, curiosity burning.
"Husband truly sends me to the heavens!" Yen Ruo Xue replied, brimming with joy.
Turning to Su Mei, she added, "Why not join him, Sister? He adores you."
Su Mei bit her lip, then shook her head coyly, "I'm not ready."
Yen Ruo Xue smiled, then eagerly said, "Keep watching, Sisters I crave him!"
Before their stunned gazes, Yen Ruo Xue glided down from the Palace Tree like a descending fairy.
In midair, her garments fell away, fluttering like petals.
At last, her breathtaking form was bared.
Lan An looked up at his nude wife before him.
He smiled indulgently, setting the sated Die Qing Er and Li Zhu Luan aside.
"Husband, love me!" Yen Ruo Xue pleaded, eyes misty with desire.
Lan An opened his arms, drawing her bare form into his embrace.
Their lips met.
The battle resumed…
Spring's allure filled the skies…