Wang Yue and his aunt, Su Nuanyue, engage in intense intimacy. Su Nuanyue expresses extreme pleasure and satisfaction from Wang Yue's actions, repeatedly begging him to continue and deepen their connection. After a prolonged and passionate encounter, both reach a powerful climax together, their essences mingling.
Trrr-ring...
The insistent ring of a communicator ripped Wang Yue from his slumber. It had been two days since he had taken Su Nuanyue. During this time, he had been engrossed in a peculiar domestic contentment. These two stunning "Mother-Daughter Flowers" – one experiencing a long-awaited release, the other tasting intimacy for the very first time – possessed voracious appetites. Wang Yue had meticulously managed his energy, ensuring he didn't exhaust them entirely, allowing them to regain their "fighting spirit" after mere hours of rest. By now, this captivating pair had been thoroughly reshaped by Wang Yue. They were completely pliable, abandoning all reservations under his guidance, transformed into his personal, unrestrained sirens. The boons they received were equally substantial. Yang Cancan had ascended to the eighth level of the Heaven Yuan Realm, finally realizing her ambition of becoming a martial artist. Su Nuanyue, despite her age and greater reserve of Primordial Yin Qi, had a slightly less advanced cultivation at the fifth level, as a significant portion of her essence had been repurposed by Wang Yue to mend her foundation. Moreover, owing to their shared bloodline with Wang Yue, their True Qi was markedly purer than that of typical martial artists, achieving a potency ten times the usual standard. Carefully disentangling himself from the embrace of alabaster limbs, Wang Yue answered the call. "Brother Wang Yue, my mission was successful. The task you entrusted to me has been resolved," came the voice of Wang Qing, the patriarch of the Wang family in Kaifeng. "Excellent. Thank you, Clan Head Wang. I shall depart immediately," Wang Yue responded. He had not forgotten the primary objective of his journey to Kaifeng. With news of the Yang family surfacing, he needed to go there without delay. After ending the call, Wang Yue prepared to rouse his aunt and cousin to share the update. However, having attained formidable cultivation, the mother and daughter were already awake. Their initial instinct upon waking was to each reach out and grasp Wang Yue's manhood. They cherished this handsome young man and his potent endowment, wishing it could remain within them eternally. "Husband-brother, what has transpired?" Yang Cancan inquired, caressing him tenderly. "Clan Head Wang has sent word. They have discovered the Yang family's whereabouts," Wang Yue disclosed. Over the preceding two days, Wang Yue had detailed his objectives in Kaifeng. The mother and daughter expressed surprise upon learning that the Su family of Jinling had another daughter married into the Yang family of Kaifeng. Su Nuanyue felt a profound empathy for this sister she had never encountered, Su Mengchen, sensing a shared destiny, though she believed her own fortune was somewhat superior. At the very least, she had grown up under her mother's care, whereas Su Mengchen had been dispatched at the tender age of six to a foreign land as a child bride. Consequently, despite her deep affection for Wang Yue and her longing for another intimate encounter, Su Nuanyue promptly declared, "Then depart swiftly. Endeavor to bring Mengchen back with you on this trip." "Precisely! Then you shall gain another aunt to dote upon," Yang Cancan jested. Wang Yue had been forthcoming about the unconventional nature of his family entanglements, even referencing the "Hairless White Tigers" from his grandmother's lineage. It was this very candor that enabled the mother and daughter to be so at ease; after all, pretense would serve no purpose in their integration into the expansive family they were soon to join. Wang Yue chuckled and offered no rebuttal. He playfully spanked their buttocks, bestowed a kiss upon each of them, and then proceeded to dress and depart. "Once you've retrieved Second Aunt, don't forget to return for us! Without Mother here, you'll have no other aunts with hair left to enjoy!" Yang Cancan shouted as he neared the exit, eliciting a flushed glare from Su Nuanyue. Wang Yue smiled. Impelled by urgency, he took to the skies and soared towards the Wang estate at maximum velocity. As for Su Nuanyue and Yang Cancan, they were now experts of the Heaven Yuan Realm. Even without combat experience, their safety was assured. Once he had secured his second aunt, he would return to escort them all back to Jinling. The distance was negligible. At Wang Yue's speed, it took less than a minute to reach the entrance of the Wang manor. Wang Qing awaited them outside the reception hall. Witnessing Wang Yue descend from the heavens, he was filled with profound awe. Previously, he had regarded Wang Yue as an equal, but he now recognized he had significantly underestimated him. The ability to traverse the skies was a definitive mark of the Transcendence Realm! "Mr. Wang... you have arrived." In the martial world, might dictated deference. Upon realizing Wang Yue was a powerhouse of the Transcendence Realm, Wang Qing's demeanor shifted to one of immense respect, dropping the familiar "brother" for formal honorifics."
Irrespective of the shift in demeanor, Wang Yue swiftly moved to the core of the matter: "Clan Head Wang, have you definitively located the Yang family's whereabouts?"
"Indeed. Their location is situated approximately 320 kilometers to the southeast of Kaifeng City," Wang Qing responded without hesitation.
"My thanks. Here is the pre-arranged compensation. I bid you farewell." Wang Yue presented a clandestine manual to Wang Qing and made to depart.
A look of surprise crossed Wang Qing's face. "Mr. Wang, is it not somewhat premature for the reward?"
"The time you took to unearth this intelligence indicates you applied yourself diligently. Your trustworthiness is assured, Clan Head Wang." A smile graced Wang Yue's lips as he took to the skies, accelerating towards the southeast.
Observing Wang Yue's silhouette fade into the distance, Wang Qing experienced a confluence of appreciation and melancholy. It is the way of humanity; a subordinate's trust carries little weight, yet a superior's confidence and a benevolent word can profoundly stir a person's spirit.
His regret stemmed from the foreknowledge that their paths would likely not intersect again, barring an extraordinary twist of fate. He would have readily exchanged the manual for the prospect of Wang Yue's camaraderie, for a young man endowed with such formidable power was poised to become an undisputed titan of the martial world in the future.
Nevertheless, Wang Qing harbored no ill feelings. For the modest exertion of information retrieval, he had acquired a martial technique of the peak Earth-grade tier, significantly reinforcing his family's foundation. It was an unforeseen stroke of fortune.
Meanwhile, having cleared Kaifeng's aerial domain, Wang Yue retrieved his airborne conveyance and set his course southeast.
While he possessed the capability to traverse the distance under his own power at a comparable velocity, he remained uncertain of the environmental conditions he might encounter and thus wished to conserve his True Qi.
Kaifeng, by its nature, was a sprawling plain, but since the cataclysmic 'Great Change,' the terrain had been magnified manifold.
The undulating terrain of the "Eighteen Ridges" had undergone a radical metamorphosis, transforming into colossal mountain ranges that now scraped against the heavens.
