Free Web NovelChapter 26: Chapter 26: The Secret Transmission of Merit
Chapter 26: The Secret Transmission of Merit
As night fell, in the dim candlelight, Xiao Qing, dressed in a thin nightgown, had a complicated expression.
Looking at her delicate face in the mirror, Xiao Qing sighed slightly. Even Qin Luo had never seen this body before.
I wonder if his foray into worldly affairs went smoothly...
A white dove landed on the windowsill. Xiao Qing looked up at it, her thoughts a jumble of emotions.
With Uncle Song’s cultivation level, as long as the news is released, even if he wants to engage in dual cultivation, there will probably be many female cultivators flocking to him.
However, Xiao Qing, who had been taught traditional values by her mother since childhood, felt that from the moment the marriage was arranged, her body already belonged to Qin Luo.
If he knew, would he look down on me...? freeωebnovēl.c૦m
Xiao Qing sighed again. Qin Luo would definitely take revenge. At his current cultivation speed, he would probably surpass her within half a year after he finished his cultivation. If she didn’t want to become a burden, she also had to work hard.
Anyway, Uncle Song is about to ascend to heaven, so what if he sees it?
Xiao Qing was startled by the thought that suddenly flashed into her mind.
Her only thought now is that Uncle Song can ascend to heaven later, so that Qin Luo can receive more guidance from him when he finishes his journey to the mortal world.
Xiao Qing could sense the unfathomable true energy of the old sword master from that sword strike in the courtyard.
If it could be a little later, Uncle Song could also help Qin Luo with the investigation, that would be even better.
Xiao Qing leaned against the headboard, one hand supporting her chin. Only when she was alone could she show this girlish demeanor.
...
Three days later, at Guiyi Sect Villa.
Dressed in red, Xiao Qing arrived quietly and gently knocked on the old sword master’s door.
"Have you thought it through?"
The old sword master opened the door and welcomed Xiao Qing into the room, speaking in a low voice.
"Please keep this a secret, Uncle Song." Xiao Qing lowered her head, her pretty face already flushed with embarrassment.
"There’s no time to lose." The old sword master closed the door, and the red candles on the table quietly lit up.
After entering sainthood, no one can say for sure when one will ascend. It may take a hundred years or it may happen in an instant. Xiao Qing naturally understood what the old sword master meant.
Standing up, Xiao Qing finally made up her mind. Looking at the old sword master with his back to her, her face turned so red it was almost bleeding.
With a gentle movement of her jade-like hand, her silk robe slipped silently off. "This is just the transfer of power," Xiao Qing comforted herself, trying her best to clear her mind of distractions.
"I... I’m ready." As her last remaining pair of underwear was untied, Xiao Qing’s voice trembled slightly.
The old sword master slowly turned around, and Xiao Qing lowered her head, not daring to meet his gaze.
The ninth level of the Saintly Realm is a state of perfect tranquility, but even the old sword master was slightly startled. Beneath her long black hair, Xiao Qing’s perfect body was on full display.
His gaze swept down from above, and the old sword master was first drawn to Xiao Qing’s two high mounds. Her snow-white breasts rose and fell with her breath, causing the two rosy nipples to sway gently. Below her slender waist and between her fair and jade-like thighs, the old sword master could clearly see her sparse hair.
She possesses an innate allure that captivates the soul.
The old sword master suddenly recalled the evaluation that the owner of Tianxiang Workshop, who had once compiled the list of most talented people, had given to Xiao Qing. Now it seemed those eight words were far from enough. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓
Seemingly sensing the old sword master’s gaze, Xiao Qing felt a strange sensation in her heart: Was he looking at that part of me...?
Xiao Qing unconsciously squeezed her legs together, her hands nervously unsure of where to put them.
"Meditate," the old sword master said leisurely, his calm tone easing Xiao Qing’s unease considerably.
With a thought, the futon in the room instantly flew to Xiao Qing’s feet.
Xiao Qing was about to bend down when she suddenly realized something. If she meditated, wouldn’t her private parts...?
Sitting cross-legged, Xiao Qing could almost hear her own heartbeat. Wouldn’t Uncle Song be able to see everything?
But now that things had come to this, Xiao Qing knew there was no turning back. So she took a deep breath, and under the old sword master’s gaze slowly spread her legs and quietly sat down on the futon.
However, as soon as Xiao Qing sat down, she immediately noticed something was wrong. The futon was made of cattail grass and naturally had a lot of dry filaments on its surface. She could clearly feel several dry filaments brushing against her labia, like a subtle electric current running through her body. She wanted to adjust her position, but the futon was covered with dry filaments, and with the slightest movement, several more dry filaments would come. After several movements, she even felt as if spring water was seeping from her private parts, which made her even more ashamed and dared not raise her head.
The old sword master slowly sat down and said softly, "Passing on the skill requires Guan Chong to face the Heavenly Pool. I hope my niece Xiao will not mind."
Upon hearing the old sword master’s words, Xiao Qing raised her head slightly, only to see that the old sword master’s eyes were clear and bright.
Guanchong is located on the ring finger, while Tianchi is located on the chest. Guanchong facing Tianchi, doesn’t that mean...?
Before she could think it through, the old sword master’s large hand pressed directly against her breasts, and a wave of heat washed over her, causing Xiao Qing’s delicate body to tremble.
"Guide true energy into the curved bones," the old sword master continued.
Xiao Qing forced herself to regain her composure. The Qu Gu acupoint was located at the very bottom of her abdomen, only a thin line separating it from her private parts.
Each time she guided her inner energy, she felt the scalding energy moving between her chest and her private parts like a pair of invisible large hands. After several attempts, Xiao Qing felt her body getting hotter and hotter, and the strange sensation from the strands of dry hair pressing against her labia became more and more obvious.
"Uncle Song..." Xiao Qing opened her mouth slightly, her delicate red lips exhaling a fragrant breath.
"This method will arouse your desires; do not suppress them, let them flow naturally." The old sword master’s voice seemed to echo in Xiao Qing’s heart.
With a thought, Xiao Qing suddenly felt her hands begin to knead her chest, and a strange feeling of comfort came over her. She gradually realized that her honey hole was even more wet.
"Don’t get distracted," the old sword master reminded her.
Xiao Qing watched as her breasts changed shape in a pair of large hands, and her labia, which had been slightly parted due to meditation, began to move quietly.
The old sword master naturally noticed this subtle change and was slightly startled. He hadn’t expected Xiao Qing to be the legendary Phoenix Vortex Cave.
The true energy circulating around her body made Xiao Qing frown. She suddenly felt that there were several more invisible hands moving from her chest to her lower abdomen, and even touching her slightly twitching honey hole.
"Ah..." Xiao Qing couldn’t help but let out a soft moan.
The jade rabbit on her chest was something even Qin Luo had never seen before, yet now it was being held and played with at will.
Perhaps because she was thinking of Qin Luo, Xiao Qing suddenly felt the fire of desire in her heart growing stronger.
Unbeknownst to her, Xiao Qing began to slowly sway her waist to meet the large hands on her chest. She felt incredibly weak all over, and if it weren’t for the true energy supporting her, she probably would have collapsed long ago.
Xiao Qing slowly closed her eyes, feeling the large hands on her chest gently pinching her nipples.
"Mmm..." Xiao Qing’s body tensed up as the pleasure of her nipples being attacked instantly spread throughout her body.
With a slight movement of her waist, the dry silk threads on the futon occasionally brushed against her honeyed orifice. This faint itching sensation aroused Xiao Qing even more. She felt a void between her legs and even wished for more of those dry silk threads.
As she guided her inner energy again and again, Xiao Qing gradually felt those invisible hands growing hotter and hotter. She could clearly feel one of the hands slowly moving downwards, touching her clitoris above her honey hole.
"Ah..." Xiao Qing let out another soft moan, feeling those large hands slowly kneading her clitoris, her honey hole already incredibly wet.
Another quarter of an hour passed, and the old sword master saw that the spring water seeping from Xiao Qing’s honey hole had already soaked the futon. He couldn’t help but sigh in his heart, "As expected of the Phoenix Vortex, this mere teasing is enough to arouse her so much."
Slowly opening her eyes, Xiao Qing suddenly noticed that a hand that had been on her chest was now rubbing between her legs.
It wasn’t an illusion after all! Xiao Qing was startled, but then she heard the old sword master say softly, "I’m just helping you release your desires, there’s no need to panic."
Xiao Qing’s eyes were gradually becoming hazy, and surprisingly, she didn’t think of refusing at first.
The old sword master felt the time was ripe, and his hand, which had been kneading the clitoris, slowly moved downwards, passing through the lush grass, and quietly parted the two pink labia.
"Uncle Song..." Xiao Qing called out sweetly, her voice trembling as she felt the old sword master’s hot fingertips gently brushing against her labia.
The old sword master didn’t speak, and after another slow kneading, he extended his middle finger and probed inside.
"No... um..." Xiao Qing clearly felt the old sword master’s fingertips enter her honey hole. The rough skin glided across the flesh inside her vaginal cavity, and every inch it went in made her tremble all over.
The old sword master was also surprised that Xiao Qing’s vaginal muscles tightly enveloped his fingertips as if they were alive, and even began to suck them.
However, knowing that Xiao Qing was still a virgin, he stopped moving after penetrating one joint, feeling the tenderness and softness of the Phoenix Vortex acupoint, and let out a long sigh.
With her other hand constantly channeling true energy, Xiao Qing had no time to be distracted. She only felt a burning sensation in her lower abdomen. After the last bit of true energy entered her body, the old sword master turned his fingertip and actually dug around in that tight honey hole.
"Ah..." Xiao Qing’s delicate body suddenly trembled violently. She felt a surge of spring water, and she wanted to control it but couldn’t. The intense pleasure sent her soaring to the sky like a tidal wave.
A few breaths later, Xiao Qing turned around and saw the old sword master’s hands, which were covered in spring water. Her face suddenly became hot.
"It’s only human nature, don’t take it to heart." The old sword master smiled slightly.
Xiao Qing slowly got up and suddenly noticed that the futon was wet, and there were even water stains on the bluestone floor tiles between the two of them.
"I... I..." Xiao Qing didn’t know whether to put on her clothes first or clean up the lustful fluid that was spraying from her honey hole.
"It’s alright." The old sword master waved his hand, and the bluestone floor tiles returned to normal.
"While your true energy is at its peak, hurry up and circulate it," the old sword master said, standing up as he watched Xiao Qing put on her clothes one by one.
"Thank you, Uncle Song." After getting dressed, Xiao Qing, still flushed, gave a slight bow.
After Xiao Qing left, the old sword master in the room looked out the window with a complicated expression.
