Zhì Yuǎn did not slow his pace. His dark gaze met Yù Qíng's eyes over the newcomer's shoulder. He approved of his wife's possessiveness with a silent half-smile and continued hammering into Bái Wǎn's Dantian without mercy.
The girl's sanity shattered.
Being supported in Yù Qíng's cold, firm embrace while being fucked without rest was too much. Bái Wǎn cried from pleasure, her body shaking violently.
"I belong to… ahhn… I am yours… my god…!" she screamed, her voice breaking as her body convulsed.
Her moans came out loud and desperate:
"Ahh! Nghh! Ah ah ah…!"
Yù Qíng smiled against her skin. Satisfied, the priestess began licking the newcomer's ear as a reward.
On the other side of the bed, Yù Méi watched the scene with her arms crossed under her chest. The youngest clicked her tongue, visibly impatient. After a few seconds, she approached Mò Yán from behind.
The snow flower was sitting on her heels, one hand massaging her own breast while the other rubbed her intimacy over her clothes, her scarlet eyes glazed over as she watched Zhì Yuǎn thrusting deep into the newcomer.
Yù Méi raised her hand and gave the sister's large, upturned ass a firm slap.
Plap!
Mò Yán let out a muffled little moan, bringing the hand from her breast to her mouth and biting her index finger hard. Even so, she did not stop touching herself — on the contrary, she rubbed with more vigor while continuing to stare at her husband hammering into Bái Wǎn.
"Finish filling her already, husband," Yù Méi grumbled, giving her sister's ass another firm squeeze. "Look at how wet Yán is just from watching you fuck the newcomer. I want my turn too."
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Zhì Yuǎn's will searched through Bái Wǎn's depths with every thrust.
At the bottom of her lower abdomen, the emptiness was beginning to take shape. The Qi generated by the friction condensed far too quickly. The Law was about to be born, but it needed a much heavier anchor to solidify all at once.
Zhì Yuǎn changed his posture.
He raised his torso, knelt on the bed, and spread his legs. His large hands grabbed Bái Wǎn's slender waist and pulled her upward, seating her on his lap without ever pulling out of her. Behind the newcomer, Yù Qíng followed the movement, raising her own torso and pressing the girl's pale back against her chest. Her arms wrapped around Bái Wǎn's waist, pinning her tightly against her husband's hot, rigid chest.
Bái Wǎn was completely crushed between the two.
Zhì Yuǎn drove his hips upward.
The rhythm doubled. Short, dense, and heavy thrusts lifted her small body with every impact. The Primordial Mill spun in desperation. The limit broke.
Until that moment, Zhì Yuǎn had been releasing Yang in measured amounts, feeding her cultivation without overloading her. Now, with the Law about to be born, he stopped holding back.
The first large discharge of seed and concentrated Yang exploded at the bottom of Bái Wǎn's womb.
The girl threw her head back with a sharp, long scream:
"Ahhhhhh…!"
Zhì Yuǎn leaned forward and captured her mouth in a brutal kiss, muffling the rest of the scream.
Even so, muffled sounds escaped between their joined lips:
"Nhmph…! Mmmh… ahn…"
Zhì Yuǎn continued unloading inside her. The second spurt came right after. The third followed immediately. The volume and dense Qi pushed her newly formed physique beyond its limit.
It was at that exact moment that the Law of Serenity was born.
A silent wave of energy burst from Bái Wǎn's Law Sea, first passing through Zhì Yuǎn's body. For a brief moment, the man felt that absolute peace pass through him — as if something within his own existence had been touched. The wave met no resistance. It continued forward, escaping through the opening of the Secret Realm and spreading across the outside world like an invisible tide.
Tens of thousands of kilometers around, peace descended abruptly and strangely.
A mountain tiger that was hunting prey stopped mid-leap, the killing instinct vanishing from its mind for a few seconds. Two rival sect disciples who were arguing with swords drawn suddenly lost their fire of anger, looking at each other with confused expressions, as if they no longer understood why they had been about to kill each other. An old decades-long grudge between two cultivator families suddenly seemed, for an instant, ridiculous and meaningless. Even distant spiritual beasts raised their heads, sensing a quietude that did not belong to this world.
Inside the tent, Zhì Yuǎn's thrusts slowed for a second.
He felt the wave pass through him and, for a brief moment, his hips lost their strength. But immediately afterward, he resumed driving with even greater intensity, as if he wanted to seal that Law with his own body.
The girl came in a violent convulsion, a long, muffled cry escaping against his lips:
"Mmmphhh…! Nghhhhh…!"
Her small legs shook hysterically around his waist while her inner walls milked him with desperate spasms. Bái Wǎn's consciousness faded in the middle of the kiss.
The newcomer's limp body collapsed against Zhì Yuǎn's chest, head lolling to the side, mouth slightly open, and eyes rolled upward.
Even unconscious, hoarse little moans slipped from her lips with every heavy thrust:
"Ah… ngh… ah…"
Weak, broken, almost automatic sounds, while her body still trembled faintly.
He did not stop.
Plap… plap… plap…
Zhì Yuǎn continued cumming inside the unconscious girl, the heavy and constant rhythm making her body tremble weakly with every impact. He raised his face, his dark eyes meeting Yù Qíng's right behind her. The first wife smiled with malice, licking the sweat and nibbling on Bái Wǎn's neck.
Zhì Yuǎn held her jaw and pulled her into a dirty, dominant kiss. Yù Qíng purred against his mouth, tightening her grip on Bái Wǎn's waist to keep her pinned between them while her husband continued fucking the unconscious newcomer. Their saliva mixed, and the wet sound of the thrusts filled the air.
A few steps from the bed, Yù Méi tossed the pit of another fruit onto the ground. The youngest stood up, cracking her knuckles with impatience. Mò Yán had already begun undressing, her fair skin flushed with a deep reddish hue after rubbing herself so much while watching her husband devour the newest of them.