CHAPTER 213: 213 - SHE LOST TO LUST AGAIN. R18

After separating from Qingyi, Tang Biyue immediately went to her residence, a luxurious apartment that occupied the highest floor of the snake battalion’s palace.

Her clothes slid off her delicate shoulders, revealing her pale, jade-perfect skin.

The thin fabric was momentarily caught on her large twin mountains before a slight movement caused it to fall down her hips, revealing her pink, puffy nipples.

She looked down, her beautiful face a rosy blur.

She was soaking wet down there again, an endless stream of love liquid dripping down the fat, pale outer lips of her pussy.

She moved her hand slowly, a single finger sinking into the moist, soft slit.

"Mghnn~~" Biyue moaned, her whole body seized by an intense tremor.

Not even the sweetest of wines or the tastiest of meals she had ever eaten could compare to that.

All the pleasure she had ever felt in her life was nothing like what she felt doing that.

And that deeply embarrassed her.

She was doing it while thinking about a junior, one who had a lineage so strange that it bordered on profanity.

Why couldn’t she stop?

Gasping moans echoed through Biyue’s residence as she fell backwards onto her bed.

Her huge tits swayed uncontrollably until she grabbed them with one of her hands, squeezing them hard, the other hand sinking between her thick, soft thighs.

Her eyes were misty, the toes of her small, delicate feet arching against the fabric of her mattress as a second finger sank into the fat cleft of her pussy, massaging her swollen, sensitive clitoris.

"Nghnn~~ oghnn~~ ughnn~~ aghnn!~~" Her moans became louder and more obscene, a final movement of her fingers drawing a guttural cry from her plump rosy lips as her pussy squirted non-stop, seized by an intense orgasm.

"Ah..." She gasped heavily as her body relaxed, her pale, creamy skin covered in sweat, glistening in the sunlight coming through the half-open window.

She had lost to lust again.

With a soft grunt, she rolled over in bed, lying on her side, her breasts squeezing obscenely against each other.

Maybe she needed to talk to that young man and sort things out once and for all?

The mere thought of being close to him again was enough to make her whole body shudder.

Raising her long, delicate right arm, she opened her palm.

From the center of that palm, a small serpent with crystalline scales emerged, coiling itself around Biyue’s hand and watching her curiously with its pearly black eyes.

"What do you think I should do, little one?" She asked. "Accept it? Or..." An idea popped into Biyue’s mind. "Send him away."

She stood up, ignoring the little snake’s judgmental look as she got dressed and walked down to the administrative area of the snake battalion’s office.

Qingyi was a talented young man, obviously sending him on a long and dangerous mission would be a great way for her to keep her distance from him.

To her surprise, Qingyi was already in the main hall of the building, waiting for her.

"Junior Long Qingyi greets senior Tang Biyue." The handsome young man bowed, receiving a brief nod in response.

"Follow me, I’ll take you to the council of elders to collect your reward." She walked past Qingyi, leaving her sweet fragrance behind.

The handsome young man just followed her and soon, they were both in the air, flying towards the great palace on the horizon.

Normally, flying was forbidden, but no one would really impose such rules on Tang Biyue or any of the battalion leaders.

They were above that.

Upon arriving at the great central palace, Qingyi soon found himself surrounded by dozens of curious elders.

Only two of the council elders had seen Qingyi fight with their own eyes, but everyone immediately knew of his power.

A young man capable of challenging experts at the peak of the crystalline core realm while only at the first stage of the crystalline core realm was obviously something rare.

Even in their millennia of life, they could probably count on their fingers how many young talents had even come close to such a feat.

With a bit of a struggle, Tang Biyue pulled Qingyi away from the elders, taking him down to the lower floors of the palace and to the vault of the orthodox alliance.

As a battalion leader, she had unrestricted access to the vault, although she could only take items without permission in emergencies.

"Choose what you want, a single item." She spoke coldly, turning her face away and avoiding Qingyi’s fiery, penetrating gaze.

Her situation was already not good and that shameless junior was making it look even worse!

"Right, senior." Qingyi smiled softly as he looked around.

That place was incomparable to the Ascending Dragon Sect’s storage.

Even the cheapest of items ran into tens of thousands of lust points, with some of them running into millions.

Ancestral swords, transcendent materials and even forbidden books. There was absolutely everything there.

But something caught his eye above all else, an item that was strangely out of place.

It was a bed, of ordinary height, but wide enough to fit all his wives, covered by a long veil of fine red silk that rose to its top, falling elegantly over the corners of the bed.

[Item: Imperial dual cultivation bed.

Description: An ancient imperial bed, commissioned by a great emperor of the past so that he could cultivate with all his wives at the same time. Unfortunately for him, his empire fell long before it was delivered and it has remained unused for countless millennia.

Dramatically improves dual cultivation.

Grade: Mortal].

The moment he saw the information on that bed, Qingyi’s eyes lit up.

It was ridiculously large and difficult to move, but he didn’t even think about it.

The central palace in Ruxue’s mind world temple had extremely spacious bedrooms, far more than enough for that bed.

"Senior, I’ve made my decision." Qingyi turned to Biyue, who initially seemed uninterested in him, her mind focused elsewhere.

But that changed the moment she noticed the item Qingyi had chosen. Her face blushed deeply and she shrank back.

Why this particular item? Hasn’t this junior any shame?