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For a hundred years without any worldly experience, he, Ning Xuan, has always longed to find a soulmate to accompany him.
Leaving aside his identity, even with his exceptional talents, his hermaphroditic nature is considered shameful in the upper realm. Despite his potential, he remains stuck in the Yuan Ying stage. Over the past century, he has struggled to move forward, ultimately unable to seek help due to his pride and unwillingness to ask for assistance.
Since the day the master left, he entrusted the entire sect to him alone. He single-handedly supported the entire sect, endured hardships, and suffered pain. He used his own strength to expand the sect, but now...
He is being played with by his own disciple? How can this be...
"Ah..." The person sleeping shook their head, sweat trickling down their face. Suddenly, they opened their eyes to find themselves in a familiar bedroom.
Ning Xuan gasped for breath and looked around, but it was unexpectedly quiet.
I was just about to relax when suddenly there was a knock on the door. "Celestial Master, do you need dinner?" My heart was lifted up again. I took a deep breath, sat up, and anxiously patted my chest. With a furrowed brow, I responded, "Come in."
Just as he finished speaking, servent pushed the door open and caught a whiff of the familiar aroma of food in the air. He thought it must be Disciple Jinzhi who had cooked it, and in his mind, the other person's face flashed by, causing his female orifice to instantly excrete lewd fluid.
In that split second, he paused, but fortunately servent didn't see it, and he left after putting down the food.
When the door closed, Ning Xuan furrowed his brows and was about to stand up, but found that his legs were weak. Suddenly, he remembered the previous events, but he didn't know if they were real or just a dream.
Feeling somewhat puzzled, if it was a dream, why was it specifically about Jinzhi? If it was real... how should he face his disciple?
Although he was conflicted in his heart, it didn't stop him from eating. He got up, sat on the chair, and just picked up the chopsticks when there was a knock on the door outside.
"Knock, knock, knock..." The sound struck a chord in his heart. Suddenly coming to his senses, he quickly responded. He saw the familiar person leaning on the door frame, smiling at him.
"Haha, Master." Duan Jinzhi felt a bit awkward at this moment. He was afraid he couldn't hide it from his master, but he was also prepared for the worst-case scenario.
Ning Xuan nodded, put down his chopsticks, and waved to the servent at the door, "Come here." The voice was very pleasant, and Jinzhi also felt relieved. He walked towards the house with a smile, not hurrying or slowing down. After some thought, he decided to take the initiative, "Master, about that..."
Upon hearing the other party's words, Ning Xuan thought that Jinzhi wanted to discuss the previous matter with him, but instead heard, "Master, disciple has always been unable to reach the Yuan Ying stage. How about, master... teach me..."
Duan Jinzhi's words made Ning Xuan raise his eyebrows. He clearly remembered that Jinzhi's power should be in the Dong Xu. How? Could it be true that it was just a dream?
He was a little curious and somewhat doubtful, but fortunately Jinzhi didn't do anything. If it's just a dream, let it pass.
"Reach out your hand," he had just finished saying when Duan Jinzhi extended his hand. A suppressed force surged out from his body. Ning Xuan carefully probed with his own strength as he held the hand, and finally had to frown and say, "The power is not flowing smoothly, it has been suppressed. How can it be broken through?"
Listening to the words of his master, Duan Jinzhi smiled and said, "Luckily, it wasn't discovered." "Oh, I understand," he said as he rubbed his clothes, only to be glared at by his master. "Alright, let's eat first. Are you hungry?"
"Yes, I'm hungry. I'm here to mooch off your meal," he said without any reservation as he sat down on the chair. Ning Xuan was truly helpless. He had never been so concerned about any of his disciples, but now this servent made him feel so helpless and out of control.
After finishing the meal, Duan Jinzhi said goodbye and walked back to the room alone, rubbing his nose. In his heart, he couldn't help but think, "It seems like Master really didn't notice anything. It looks like Master really has no guard against me."
On the other side, Ning Xuan sat on the edge of the bed with a furrowed brow, one hand propped up on the side. "It doesn't look like it, but it feels so real..." he thought to himself, shifting his legs and feeling a bit sour.
"It's not right, I shouldn't be thinking like this about Jinzhi. He's just a child, and... I shouldn't have those kinds of thoughts about him." He blushed as he thought this, shook his head, sighed, and then turned around to sit cross-legged.
In the gentle night breeze, Duan Jinzhi sat on the rooftop, looking in the direction of Ning Xuan. He looked up at the moon, then suddenly smiled and snapped his fingers. In an instant, the entire sect fell back into the thick barrier. "Master, I'm here."
At that moment, Ning Xuan, who was originally in the house, suddenly opened his eyes. He looked around and thought to himself, "It's exactly the same as before." He was about to get up when the familiar sensation from outside the house hit him again. Before he could react, the familiar servent suppressed and grabbed his hands, but this time it was being held by someone rather than being tied up.
"Master, respected..." Suddenly a voice sounded in his ear. Ning Xuan was stunned. He raised his head awkwardly and looked at his disciple, " Jinzhi."
"Um, it's me." Duan Jinzhi didn't hesitate and directly leaned in to kiss the other person's lips. "Mmm..." Ning Xuan hadn't reacted yet and made a choking sound as the other person's tongue, slippery like a worm, stimulated his palate.
"Mmm..." He anxiously shook his head, and suddenly an unknown liquid was transferred into his mouth, which he inadvertently swallowed.
"Heh..." Duan Jinzhi chuckled, "Master, do you really like it?" He had just finished speaking and released the other's hand, but Ning Xuan just wiped his mouth and glared, "Jinzhi, sit down and chat with Master, why..."
Before Ning Xuan could finish his sentence, he was suddenly embraced by someone and heard the other person say, "Master, why talk about love affairs? Disciple is just grown up and needs a Soulmate. Isn't it good for Master and disciple to be together for a lifetime?" As he spoke, he reached out to rub Ning Xuan's belly, but his hand was slapped away.
" Jinzhi, how can we become soulmates as master and disciple?" "It seems like it's not just a dream anymore. Why is Jinzhi so bold?" He kept thinking to himself, whether it was out of concern for his disciple or for his own sake.
But he ended up seeing that Jinzhi was somewhat unhappy, with a bitter expression on her face. "It's not like we haven't been through master and disciple soulmate before..."
"You..." Ning Xuan suddenly felt that he had been too indulgent towards the other person, "I shouldn't have been like this in the future..." He had just finished speaking when Duan Jinzhi got angry.
Suddenly, he directly pushed the person down onto the bed, smiled at Ning Xuan, and said, "Master, do you actually want it?" As he spoke, he unbuttoned the white clothes, and Ning Xuan seized the opportunity to grab the other's hand, "Jinzhi..."
He had just called out when Duan Jinzhi smiled and directly restrained his hands above his head, pressing his whole body against his master. "Master?"
Ning Xuan tried to move his hands but found himself powerless, just like yesterday. He breathed uneasily, "Disciple, release your master." As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Jinzhi rubbed his large lower body against the other's female orifice.
"Ah..." The gasping sound instantly spread from her mouth. With just one sound, she choked back the urge to scream out loud. Duan Jinzhi smiled and continued to move his lower body against the wet clothes, simulating the motion of intercourse.
"Mmm..." Ning Xuan felt uneasy, her breath becoming more and more prolonged. "Mmm..." Under the friction from the other person, her body honestly released its lewd fluid.
Liquid flowed out along the orifice, clearly outlining the curves of the lower body's clothing, wrapping around two fleshy arcs.
"Hah..." Ning Xuan shook his head, even faster than last night, Duan Jinzhi looked at him and shook his head, "Master, too fast."
Ning Xuan didn't say anything. He just turned his head, panting, and moved his sore thighs. He had intended to push the other person away, but Duan Jinzhi directly pressed his leg on him. "Master has taken care of you, now I have to take care of my disciple."
As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled down his own pants, revealing that huge dick, which made Ning Xuan stunned for a moment. "You don't..." Before he could finish, Duan Jinzhi just shook his head. "When will Master agree to Jinzhi and Soulmate, only then will Jinzhi have relations with Master. Now, Jinzhi is like this because of Master. Shouldn't Master let Jinzhi rub a bit, and then it will be fine."
"I just brushed past it earlier..." He felt a little embarrassed, blushing and unable to look at that thick and sturdy thing.
"No, it's not okay. Just brushing past it isn't enough..." As he spoke, he used his hand to rub Ning Xuan's lower body, and more and more liquid gathered in his hand, until Ning Xuan twisted his waist and he smiled, pressing the dick against the entrance, and then slowly began to rub up and down.
Ning Xuan At first, he just stood there in a daze, his anxious hands gripping the bedsheets tightly. His trembling legs stared at the servent running around on his body.
"Ugh..." The strange sensation in his body made him clench his legs, but Jinzhi forcibly pried them apart. "Master, master... it feels so good, ah... Jinzhi feels so good..."
Ning Xuan did not speak, just looked at his disciple with a sense of unease in his heart, "Don't... don't come in..." He guarded the last line of defense tightly, feeling the pain from the friction in his flesh hole, but the layers of lustful water kept flowing out, and the emptiness in his heart grew heavier.
"Ugh..." He suddenly tightened his legs, and his dick shot out directly. Jinzhi also felt comfortable, moving his flesh stick away from the flesh hole, and suddenly using the glans to press against the clitoris, poking it repeatedly.
"Ah..." Ning Xuan had never experienced such stimulation before. He shook his head, knowing that he was no match for the disciple of Dong Xu. All he could do was sob and say, "Don't shoot inside... Don't... Not allowed..."
"Ah..." Duan Jinzhi breathed uneasily, shaking his head. He pressed his body against Ning Xuan's, one hand stroking his " dick," and the other hand cupping his master's face as he kissed him.
Suddenly, Ning Xuan felt a chill on his stomach, and all the semen was shot onto his stomach.
"Ugh..." The two tongues separated, and he blushed and shook his head uneasily, "Shouldn't have... shouldn't have..."
Duan Jinzhi rubbed the master's face and said, "Actually, Master, it's quite comfortable, isn't it? You also ejaculated quite a bit..."
"Ugh..." Ning Xuan was trying to say something while panting, but then passed out with a heavy head. Duan Jinzhi suddenly hugged the other person and said, "Go to sleep. When you wake up, it will all be just a dream."
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