CHAPTER 151: 151 - MASTER IS MORE RELAXED, ISN’T IT?

"Aghn~~ ohnn~~ nghnn~~" Gasping moans followed by the unmistakable sound of skin hitting skin echoed through Elder Qingxue’s arena.

Her plump, soft ass rhythmically slapped against Qingyi’s waist, each impact drawing a depraved moan from her lips.

Qingyi grabbed her from behind, holding her long silver hair as he fucked her hard, feeling her pussy trying to crush his cock.

"Mnhn~~ shameless disciple nghn~~ how dare you do this to your own aghn~~ master?" Qingxue could barely form words.

Her hands instinctively went up to her violently swaying breasts, controlling them and squeezing them tightly.

"I just want to make master happy..." Qingyi smiled as he moved his hands from her hair to her slender waist, feeling the delicate, sweaty skin tremble between his fingers.

"Isn’t master enjoying it?" he asked teasingly, sinking his lips into her neck.

"Ghnn~~" Qingxue could only moan obscenely in response.

Was she enjoying it? She’d like to say no.

Her purity had been taken, her body corrupted by her own disciple.

But she couldn’t deny that that same body she had guarded all her life was screaming with ecstasy, begging for more.

Her cultivation was higher than enough to push Qingyi away, to crush him like a cockroach.

But every time she even thought about doing so, another moan escaped her lips and she lost her strength.

"Does master want me to go faster?" Qingyi asked, keeping his left hand on her hips while moving his right to her moist pussy, pushing his cock in even deeper while massaging her swollen clit.

"H-just nghnn~ do it!" she gasped, feeling Qingyi’s cock hit the walls of her womb.

Receiving confirmation, Qingyi didn’t hold back any longer.

The movements of his hips became even faster, the pale skin of her large, perfectly round ass reddening slightly, each impact causing shockwaves to spread through the voluptuous flesh of her buttocks.

With one final thrust, he felt her pussy squirm harder than ever around his cock, desperately trying to milk him.

Qingxue’s eyes widened, her body losing all strength as her pussy climaxed, squirting non-stop.

Qingyi himself also reached his limit, his cock throbbing violently before he finally came inside her, huge bursts of hot cum slowly filling her to overflowing.

Qingyi sat down on the bench, Qingxue sinking into his arms, her head resting against his chest.

Her breathing was fast and panting, her eyes squinted as she tried to control herself.

[Xu Qingxue lost the ’Repressed desires’ trait]

[You have fully satisfied the decades-long repressed desires of an expert of much higher cultivation than yours, +5,000 lust points]

Seeing those notifications, Qingyi smiled softly, his hands grabbing his master’s soft breasts and massaging them gently.

"Master is more relaxed, isn’t it? Didn’t you enjoy your disciple’s massage?"

Qingyi’s words made Qingxue shudder, her face as red as a tomato.

It was strange... her body was truly relaxed, despite everything.

It was as if Qingyi had turned on a tap, releasing everything she had been holding in, good or bad.

"W-why?" she asked, her voice slightly shaky. "You already have that priestess, why do you want to have me too?"

"Because I like the master, I want to see her call me husband too."

Qingxue closed her eyes, calming her mind before leaning on Qingyi’s thighs.

The handsome young man’s cock slipped out of her pussy with a wet pop as she stood up, a white, viscous, hot liquid sliding down her thighs and forming a small puddle on the floor.

"The sect leader is probably already waiting to give you your reward, go pay your respects to him." She spoke and, without even giving Qingyi time to reply, jumped up, her body disappearing in a gust of air.

"Ah... women are complicated..." Qingyi shook his head as he felt his master return to her usual coldness, but he didn’t let it affect him.

A gentle smile played on his lips as he opened his status screen.

[Name: Long Qingyi

Age: 19

Cultivation: Seventh stage of the golden core realm (3400 lust points to upgrade)

Affinities: Lightning 98 - Sword: 97 - Charm: 1000 (can be upgraded in the lust store)

Spiritual roots: Mid-level lightning sword root (100,000 lust points to upgrade, new roots can be bought in the lust store).

Bloodline: Blood of the Corruption Dragon God (Epic grade, 500,000 lust points to upgrade.)

Constitution: Body of the primordial dragon (Epic grade, 500,000 lust points to upgrade.)

Lust points: 73.211]

His master was truly a gold mine!

With a soft sigh, he got up and put on the three-bladed monarch’s set before leaving his master’s mansion.

Outside, he saw a middle-aged man waiting anxiously for him. He was at the Iron Body realm, but he didn’t look like an elder.

’So it was because of him that the master knew that the sect leader was already waiting for me...’

"Young master Qingyi," the man bowed. "The sect leader has heard about your deeds and would like to give you your reward personally."

"Lead the way, senior," Qingyi replied respectfully.

He couldn’t help but feel a little anxious as they continued up the mountain.

The sect leader’s palace was viewed as almost mystical by most of the disciples.

Even among the inner disciples, few would be able to see it in their lifetime.

They climbed up silver steps that soon became golden steps.

The moment he reached the top, he found himself in front of a large pavilion that rose more than ten stories high.

Its walls were a deep, vivid red, each piece carved in gold and surrounded by the most powerful spiritual matrices money could buy.

"Go ahead, Young Master Qingyi, the sect leader is already waiting for you."

Hearing those words, Qingyi walked to the entrance of the palace.

He could hardly imagine what reward the sect leader would give him, although he was sure it would be no greater than what he had gotten from his master.

Or at least that’s what he believed.