There was a subterranean river under Guwei Peak which was several miles long with many twists and turns. It had been surging silently for thousands of years.
It was said that this grotto was the place where Demon Lord Chikui stationed his troops three hundred years ago. At that time, the barrier between the Human Realm and the Demon Realm was pierced. In order to surprise the Heavenly Realm, Chikui led and stationed a large army in this underground river and sealed the surging demonic aura with magical weapons.
The entire subterranean river was infested with demonic energy, turning into crimson magma, boiling and roiling constantly.
Now, a young man with a bare upper body halfway leaned against the stone wall of the cave. Sunlight shone down diagonally, coating his sturdy shoulders and back with a sword-like edge. Wavy red hair scattered across the back of his strong neck, like the roaring flames of a prairie fire.
The past culprit, Demon Lord Chikui, actually appeared here again. However, this time he came alone.
In the battle with Long Chile a few months ago, he was also seriously injured and had to return to the Twelfth Demon Realm.
The blood lake was infused with the evils of the three realms and it was so vicious that it was enough to incinerate metal and bone and melt the soul. No matter gods and demons, they would all turn into blood.
Chikui was trapped in the lake for 300 years and did not die, it was simply because he was born from the blood lake. He was born from the malicious spirit of the lake. He was extremely violent by nature and the blood lake accepted him.
If it wasnāt for Yu Ruāeās blade, which cut off half of his demon heart and attached a pure immortal power to the wound, how could the blood lake possibly trap him?
Now that Yu Ruāeās cultivation had been sealed, the immortal power also became weak as gossamer. Naturally, he could easily remove it, but the demon heart could never be recovered. He dived into the lake of blood, stifled his rage, recovered for nearly half a month, and then hurried to the Human Realm to track Yu Ruāeās whereabouts.
The barriers between the three worlds were formidable and the Heavenly Dao intended to expel all demons from the Human Realm. So even he could only sneak into the underground river to seek the magic treasures left here.
He was walking along the river when suddenly he sensed something and raised his head.
He saw a heavy bronze box falling from the sky and crashing to the ground, the entangled chains all cracked, and the box lid opened.
In the darkness, there was only a pale human figure trapped in chains, faintly emitting a vague glow. Countless translucent filaments were tightly wrapped around him from head to toe, like a soft white silkworm chrysalis, like bindings of spiderweb.
A bright red nipple was exposed from the cocoon like a plump grape. The nipple was slightly open, and a drop of white milk was in the tender red hole.
Chikuiās expression immediately became ambiguous. Although the cocoon wrapped this person from head to toe, the developed fishy and sweet stench infiltrated every thread and spread outwards.
The person enduring an unknown kind of lewd punishment within the cocoon trembled slightly.
āIt really didnāt take much effort.ā The corner of Chikuiās lips twitched, revealing an evil smile.
A small knot was tied around the nipple. Chikui only pulled it gently and the whole cocoon coat split open like the peel of a lychee, and a body that was mesmerizingly fair and pink appeared.
The silky white hair wetly cradled under his neck, with a few strands stuck to his cheeks. Yu Ruāe opened his hazy eyes, the wetness on his eyelashes was like the mist from the depths of Spring Mountain, the corners of his eyes were reddish, and he was obviously still in the midst of passion.
His body was bound by someone like a bitch. His ankles were shackled and his left and right knees were raised and parted. A red and fluffy fox tail was pressed against his waist and abdomen, making his skin appear even fairer and pearl-like.
Upon closer inspection, the root of the foxās tail was actually deeply inserted into the blushing and moist female sex. The fur was fully wet and strands of it adhered to the parted lower lips. Yu Ruāeās lower abdomen twitched from time to time, his red hole open and swallowing as the foxās tail swayed gently, sweeping between the ownerās naked chest and abdomen.
Chikuiās eyes flickered with anger, knowing that his whore had been fucked and drained out again by others. The genitals were much more fertile than before, his mouth was like wet red peony petals, peeling layer by layer, and a well-trained little bean was revealed, as plump as red jujube.
Chikui stretched out his hand, held the fox tail, and pulled it gently.
Chikui frowned and said, āYu Ruāe, who fucked you into this?ā
He stretched out his hand, about to lift Yu Ruāeās chin. Yu Ruāe had already lowered his head meekly, stuck out his red tongue, and licked the manās calloused finger.
Yu Ruāeās body had obviously been tampered with, and he was extremely skilled in licking. First, he sucked the Demon Lordās fingertip a little bit, then wrapped it tightly with the delicate and soft warmth of his mouth. The tip of his tongue brushed up before he took it in deeply straight into his throat. Chikui only felt his fingertip warm before it was wrapped in another hotter and more intense fleshy surrounding.
When that finger was covered with warm saliva, he turned his head again, licked the soft skin between the manās fingers, and swept the tip of his soft red tongue between his fingers, poking and slipping in and out.
His mouth was hot and wet to the extreme, his red tongue trembled and fluttered, and the inside was tight like a soft membrane. It was like another coquettish hole, sucking and swallowing, servicing the hand that was used to holding weapons to ecstasy. As he swallowed the manās fingers lewdly and deeply, his lips plush and swollen, unable to hold in his saliva, he looked up at him quietly through his snow-white eyelashes. His silver pupils were crystal clear and confused, like a child.
Chikui had been his mortal enemy for many years, he had never seen him so confused and docile. For a while, his Adamās apple rolled again and again, and a low rumble came from the base of his throat, like a beast whose itch was scratched.
āYouāve learned some foxy tricks,ā Chikui said with narrowed eyes, one hand in the wet and sticky white hair, and slowly pinching the soft fox ear, āSo good at servicing men, what kind of xianzun would you be? Why donāt you go back with this lord, be a sex slave, and spread your legs for fucking every day, hm?ā
Of course, he wouldnāt give Yu Ruāe a choice. He had already built a golden cage with large and small rings hanging on the cage. It was enough to bind the immortal into various lewd postures, only able to lower his head in tears, enduring endless whipping and fucking.
Now that Yu Ruāe has lost his mind, he seemed to be a lot more obedient. Chikui was so pleased by him that he wanted to shove him down and fuck him on the spot.
Itās just that when his hand grabbed the fox tail, Yu Ruāe immediately stopped licking and looked at him silently, the two red fox ears stood erect uncomfortably as if saying donāt grab my tail.
Chikui raised his eyebrows and said, āNot only do I want to grab your tail, I also want to fuck you fox.ā
He stretched out his hand and made a motion of flattening a scroll in the air. An ancient book slowly emerged. On the cover, peachy buttocks were drawn with a brush, and it was jiggling slightly. Ten fingers clenched the edges of the sexual holes and gently stretched them open. The blushing holes twitched timidly, like a delicate flower opening.
This book was called Vibrant Manual and it was a rather obscene magical weapon. Before a Demon Lord married their Demon Queen, he would give this book to the other party. What emerged in the book were the dreams that the Demon Lord had over the years.
In the book was a list of dreams. The Queen would choose one, and with a little rouge from her lips, she could enter the dream to serve the Demon Lord in person, and explore the preferences of the Lord.
After falling into the dream, the past was forgotten, and they could only act according to the will of Demon Lord, their every move controlled by another.
Chikui had a bit of a vicious habit in love affairs, and the Vibrant Manual contents changed according to his thoughts. It was divided into three columns: kinky slaves, pets, and Demon Queen. The lower the rank, the more violent the prostitution. The dreamer couldnāt choose the dream, and can only suffer from prostitution and thoroughly taste Chikuiās methods.
Chikui had other plans in his heart. Yu Ruāe was now in a chaotic state of mind, forgetting his past, and was like a newborn child. The kind that was the easiest to train. Chikui didnāt know who seized the opportunity and sullied the white paper first. But if he was locked in the pornography, he would simply remain ignorant, and those dreams would be regarded as real memories, and he would be completely reduced to only being his pet.
At that time, the marks left on him by others would also be washed away.
Yu Ruāe held his tail and stared intently at this strange book hanging in the air. He was a man, he had no rouge to apply. So Chikui opened a wound on his finger, wiped the blood on his lips, and pressed the back of his neck against the cover.
Yu Ruāe disappeared immediately.
The pages of the book that hung in the air automatically flipped to the first page.
A white-haired immortal in black clothes with a slim body and a jade sword stood quietly in the sky. He lowered his head, his satin-like white hair fell on his shoulders, and his brows were as calm as a viburnum adorned with branches. There was only a little bit of red on his lips.
He held a sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed diagonally down, blood dripping like red coral beads.
Chikui knelt down in front of him on one knee and looked up at him. His red hair moved without wind as blood trickled from the corners of his lips.
But one of his hands reached into the hem of the dark robes. The bare forearm was covered with a layer of sticky and shiny liquid that became long trickling threads along the elbow.
He was actually molesting the immortal in public, pounding the snow-like xianzun with several fingers so that the slut was flowing.
On the night he saw Yu Ruāe, Chikui had such a dream.
Yu Ruāe floated in a daze for a long time, and suddenly he was on top of a sea of āāclouds.
Behind him, three thousand white-clothed immortals flew with raised swords, their robes fluttering with divine aura, and a flock of white cranes called out in the sea of āāclouds. Only he had white hair and black robes, as if a plum blossom amidst snow.
He vaguely remembered that he was outside the Heavenly Gate, fighting and killing demons.
The red-haired Demon Lord half-knelt before him, his clothes were open, revealing a sturdy chest. Through the honey-colored skin, he could vaguely see a dark glowing demon heart beating in his chest.
A pair of crimson eyes stared at him for a moment, like burning coals, revealing childlike persistence and greed.
Yu Ruāe held the sword in his hand, almost instinctively raising it forward, and spit out a sword-like lightā
Suddenly, everything around him fell into stillness.
Yu Ruāeās hand that held the sword stopped.
He still maintained the posture of drawing out his sword, bowed his head slightly, and a strand of scattered hair floated in the air, motionless.
Behind him, the sound of the crane chirps stopped abruptly, and the immortalās fluttering robes also stopped. Even the expression on his face was frozen, as if it had become a lifeless picture.
Chikuiās hands lifted his black robe and tied it around the immortalās waist, revealing a snowy behind that was gleaming wet, and two long, slender, straight legs.
There was not a thread of clothing beneath the xianzunās dark robes.
Before the multitudes of heavenly immortals, Yu Ruāeās waist softened, and he knelt down at the feet of the demon like a bitch, with his legs open, his waist arched, and his ass raised high. The pose of a tamed bitch slave.
In a daze, he suddenly remembered that he was not an immortal, but a slutty slave raised by Chikui, disguised and lurking among the immortals, waiting for an opportunity to defect.
The Demon Lord refused to fuck him for a long time, but ordered him to use whorish medicine to play with himself all day long, just waiting for him to be opened up in public outside the Heavenly Gate.
The manās rough fingers clasped the two white and smooth cheeks, forcefully parting them to reveal a tender hole immediately. This furled hole was obviously unused, the texture was bright red and delicate, moist like a peony bud, and it implicitly and cowardly hid virgin flesh, only revealing a bit of tender red the size of a fingertip.
Before that tight hole, there was a narrow pale pink ditch, smooth and hairless, tightly closed.
Chikui was slightly startled, his two fingers rudely opened the slit between the mound to reveal a delicate vagina. Large and small flower petals twitched around it, only displaying a thin pink edge. It trembled slightly from being exposed to the public.
Chikui raised his eyebrows, stretched out two fingers, and dug in without pity. His calloused fingers were as rough as sandpaper. He pinched the thin and tender petals, which immediately caused a shudder.
A delicate bean was picked at by his fingertips, dug out abruptly from between those lower lips.
āThereās even a juicy clit,ā Chikui laughed, āA proper Xianzun, why is there a womanās parts down there?ā
The sense of dissonance in Yu Ruāeās heart was getting heavier and heavier, but in the midst of the porn, the Demon Lordās will could not be disobeyed, and he actually shook his snowy hips slightly, catering to the rough fingering.
Between the petals, a strand of shiny slick dripped out of the tender red hole, soaking the Demon Lordās fingers.
Yu Ruāe frowned and softly moaned. His hole opened meekly, encasing those aggressive fingers. Chikui inserted two fingers, pressed against the tender soft flesh, and touched a slippery soft membrane.
Chikuiās fingers mercilessly spread the soft hole, twisting within the wetness, before he held the snow-white and soft waist and pressed down inch by inch against his crotch.
The crystal and soft snowy buttocks were stabbed onto the thick and dark member, mildly twisting. The pale flesh trembled, obviously unable to bear it. The cunt was barely open, but with Chikuiās harsh snap, the tender red petals suddenly turned over, bulging around the glans, and a trickle of blood dripped from the junction, slowly sliding down the fair legs like a violated peony whose juice was forced out.
Chikui drove straight in, buried in the tight sex, enjoying the pained trembling of the virgin pussy. Yu Ruāeās vagina was tight and shallow, barely able to wrap around half of his cock, and it was easy to insert into the end of the unopened womb. Every time it was poked, it tightened uncontrollably. Thick dark and shiny dick drilled in the circle of red flesh, dripped wet with bloody and viscous juice.
Chikuiās waist defiantly slammed in, turning the inexperienced cunt inside out. Blood splattered, some even landing on his balls. Immediately, he wiped it off with his fingers and smeared it on Yu Ruāeās back.
Yu Ruāe knelt on the ground, shaking all over by the insertion. A hot cock punched in and out of his body, the delicate female hole was rubbed raw by the protruding blue veins, and the fleshy cavity was swollen and hot. It was unbearable, he couldnāt stand the pain of this weapon at all.
His clit was still shrunk between the petals, hiding in the center of the hole, and was brutally smashed in and out by Chikui, completely fucked. The extreme aching pleasure was like a sharp electric current, running through his entire lower body, and the cum in the pussy flowed out like a flood, splashing all over his crotch and legs.
Chikui picked him up, forcing him to open his two fair thighs on each of the intruderās strong arms. Only the bright red and delicate female genital was stuck on the dick, bearing the weight of his entire body.
Chikui walked forward, his sturdy waist flexing. The girthy cock was only seen as an afterimage as the mass of red flesh trembled from being stabbed. The petals fluttered wildly and sprayed juices everywhere. He also reached out to grip Yu Ruāeās own dick, his thumb scratching the sensitive slit, occasionally pulling back the sensitive foreskin, using his palm and the webbing between his thumb and hand to twist and grind around the shaft.
Yu Ruāe was played back and forth by him, he didnāt even have the strength to groan. His bright red lips opened and his mouth dripped crystal clear drool like he was incontinent.
Chikui fucked him as they shuttled among the immortals. The cum splashed between the immortalsā snow-white sleeves, and the pain the cunt bore was clearly visible, the smooth red flesh inside churning and dripping. Although these immortals couldnāt move, most of them were wide-eyed, obviously furious to the extreme.
Through the pounding, Chikui pulled out and shot a steaming hot stream of white at the parted hole. The entrance gaped completely open, its petals a messy spread. The shiny and swollen clit trembled as it was watered by the manās cum.
Yu Ruāeās eyes were vacant as his sex parted and squirted out a large amount of cloudy liquid in front of his subordinates. It was mixed with a manās essence and traces of blood.
The Xianzunās ten snow-white slender fingers rested on the blushing vulva, stretched open the cunt that had just been opened, and easily pushed in two fingers, drawing out a mass of slick and blood.
Yu Ruāe lowered his head, his snow-white eyelashes were wet. The tip of his red tongue came out and licked the turbid fluid in his fingers.
The immortals watched helplessly as the Xianzun kneeled on the ground, his cunt opened wide, and cloudy white gurgled out. Yu Ruāe licked the blood and cum on Chikuiās crotch like a bitch. Sticky smacks and wet sounds came from his lips and tongue from time to time. He even licked the folds of the two testicles, opening his lips to hold them while whimpering. āThank you, masterā¦ for breaking open this whore.ā
Chikui slowly walked on top of the magma, the Vibrant Manual in his palm grew slightly hot and hung in the air. The immortal outlined by the ink was naked. There was blood between his thighs and he was holding his head up, tears in his eyes, licking the manās full balls.