Ch24.2 - Clouds Born into the Sea (Story Transition)

The tip of Chikui’s tongue was perverse and flexible, it picked apart the sticky fleshy petals, squelched into the folds, swept back and forth, sucked the delicate fleshy pearl from time to time, and passionately make out with the hot lower lips. The tip of the tongue pressed against the little bean and jabbed down, crushing the ball of red flat, sucking heavily from time to time, making obscene wet sounds.

Yu Ru’e felt burned all over by his kiss. The clit between his legs twitched like crazy, the hair-thin hole in it hadn’t healed yet, and the intense ache was like a steel needle repeatedly fucking the bean, uncontrollably arounsing. Yu Ru’e sobbed as he stretched out his hand, clamped the clit between his fingers, and began to pinch and tun at it violently.

He pinched out the small hole with his fingernails and scraped it up and down. The cold and sharp pleasure pierced his brain. He gasped for air with tears in his eyes and erupted.

A large stream of cum splashed on the Shen’s rotten flesh. He was actually buried in a mass of fat and soft flesh, with his fair ass raised, writhing like a white fish.

Chikui held the primordial spirit’s clit in his mouth, and said in surprise, “Your primordial spirit, how come it’s been fucked pregnant?”

What he said was all nonsense, the primordial spirit was not affected by the physical body. The lower abdomen was pale and flat and had never been contaminated by lust, so where was there any sign of conception?

It was just to humiliate Yu Ru’e. His cheeks were flushed and he was shaking with a round pregnant belly. The lotus seeds in his belly were throbbing and his cervix was in pain. On the one hand, there was endless pain, and on the other hand, he was intoxicated with bliss.

The primordial spirit’s hole opened a slit, revealing pale pink tender flesh. Chikui stretched it out with two fingers, and the tip of his tongue easily cut in, touching the slippery flesh wall, bouncing wetly.

“You are sweet inside,” Chikui said, “Do you want to taste it?”

He dug in with his index finger until it was wrapped in sexual fluids and wiped it between the primordial spirit’s tightly closed lips.

A fishy sweetness immediately penetrated between Yu Ru’e’s teeth.

No one can withstand the extreme pleasure of having their primordial spirit molested. Even if he was just touched by a finger lightly, he twitched and whimpered, and his two long legs kick pitifully, clamping down his pussy firmly. Those silver eyes had completely become hazy and his mind was in chaos, only filled with endless flashes and roars.

Chikui grabbed the primordial spirit’s waist, lifted the translucent ass up, stiffened the tip of his tongue, and inserted it straight into the wet, red and slick hole. Lewd juice immediately flowed out from the dilated entrance.

Chikui held his ass and, like sipping the sweet syrup of a peach, took a deep drink. Majestic immortal power gushed out, extremely hydrating.

Yu Ru’e was sucked by him so much that his red tongue poked out, his flesh twitched like mad, and the scarlet and moist fleshy flower opened between his legs. His womb entrance twitched wildly, sucking on a sticky and plump lotus seed, twisting and gurgling.

His whole soul was like a slippery snail, curled up in a hard shell, wrapped in a ball of mucus, being stirred around by the man. He was eventually forced out from the layers of hard shell.

“Chikui!” Yu Ru’e gasped silently, his voice was wet and trembling, full of infinite arousal.

Chikui held the primordial spirit’s sweaty snow-white waist, and fondled it with great interest, from the slender fingers to the slightly concave light pink navel, even the delicate nipples were twirled between his fingers and gently scratched.

“Open your mouth,” Chikui said, holding his cock in one hand and pressing it against the primordial spirit’s slightly pursed lips. A layer of sticky clear liquid was smeared on the light red lips like lip balm.

Yu Ru’e was panting with his mouth open when suddenly his lips felt hot. His wet red tongue was firmly pressed down as if he had been pierced by an invisible giant and a puddle of crystal foamed from his saliva, revealing a mouth full of obscene red. In the shiny insides, one could even see the soft and tight throat cavity shifting and being smashed open inch by inch. The immortal’s snow-white cheeks were stretched out of shape, and a ferocious protruding part of a penis could almost be seen.

Drool dripped down Yu Ru’e’s jaw, and his jade-like skin was covered with an obscene sheen.

“Nng… hn, mm, ha, ah!”

The tender red throat was quickly pierced open, and the delicate uvula that hung like a round agate bead shook wetly.

Yu Ru’e was poked so deeply that he wanted to gag. His soft mouth was also turned into a sex organ as the hot dick pressed into the delicate throat and broke open the soft flesh, making wet sounds. On the soft palate, blue veins twisted, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, and an astonishing numbing ache came in waves. The salty precum mixed with the slippery saliva, coating the snow-white teeth and making them gleam.

Yu Ru’e clutched his throat, tears streaming down his cheeks, completely out of breath. The smooth and round glans throbbed in his throat, raised up suddenly, and his brows furrowed.

A stream of turbid cum splashed out in the depths of the scarlet throat and a puddle of white flowed onto the wet red tongue.

At the same time, a stream of pure cultivation energy poured into Yu Ru’e’s body.

This was a dual cultivation method exclusive to the Demon Lord. Demons choose a mate regardless of their status. Therefore, this secret method could neutralize the power of immortals and demons and integrate it all into one body. It could best nourish the soul and condense the body.

A layer of sweat oozed from Chikui’s lean back muscles, his red hair was wet with sweat, but his complexion was somewhat lively. He lazily leaned on the primordial spirit’s snow-white and tender belly, like leaning on a docile mare, kneading his damp and slick behind again and again.

“You have my aura on you, so it won’t be startled awake for a while,” Chikui held the earlobe of the primordial spirit, whispered breathily, and breathed out a cloud of extremely aggressive hot air, “Did you look at the Shen? Three inches down from the eyelid, stab the sword in, and cut out enough meat that can allow one person to pass through.”

Yu Ru’e covered his throat and coughed a few times, put his elbows on the ground, and sat up on his knees.

“Don’t talk,” he whispered, his body trembling, “…and don’t move around.”

Chikui let out a muffled laugh.

Yu Ru’e was still in post-orgasm bliss and his body was extremely sensitive. Even if he just breathed out a breath of hot air, he could tremble and spit out a stream of slime.

He bit the tip of his tongue and barely composed himself.

This Shen was shaped like a giant clam, with two hard clam shells carrying layer upon layer of heavy soft flesh like the juicy folds in a pussy. Yu Ru’e crawled in the scarlet flesh like a tiny grain of sand, his fingers sinking in and disappearing.

He tried to use the Yu’e sword to cut a mark in the clam meat, but the clam meat was slippery and pliable, without resistance, as if trying to cut a puddle of fat.

Yu Ru’e’s finger touched the sword heavily and Yu’e spat out a burst of white light. He held the hilt of the sword against the clam meat, and he chopped down.

The slimy clam meat caved down and wrapped around the blade of the sword. Yu Ru’e half-kneeled on the ground, and slowly exerted force. Cold light spewed out from the edge of the blade and there was the sound of breaking silk.

The thick clam meat trembled and a shallow slice burst open without any trace of blood. Even a magical artifact such as the Yu’e Sword could only barely break through a layer of oily skin.

Yu Ru’e pried open the gap, calmed down, and was about to make another sword strike. The white light flickered on the sword like a candle blown by the wind. Then extinguished. The crack squirmed twice, and a cloud of inky mucus gushed out.

The celestial power that was so hard-won was exhausted. He frowned and fine sweat beaded from his temples.

“This is…”

“You don’t know?” Chikui laughed, “This is the Heavenly Dao you people speak of.”

He was imprisoned in the Blood Lake for three hundred years and could not move. Every time the moon was full, the Blood Lake would swirl rapidly and dark currents would scurry, stirring up a huge vortex.

Almost the entire Blood Lake’s water would be sucked into the whirlpool, and the water surface dropped rapidly, exposing the criss-crossed shores of the lake. Chikui was hung on the dragon’s tendon, suspended in the air, just in the right posture to see it all from above.

The hideous chunks of meat stuck to the bottom of the lake, the walls of flesh piled up like huge mountain ranges. The Shen’s eye had spat out a white mist like a sea of clouds, faintly revealing the outline of a long sword.

The white-clothed and black-haired immortal turned into an afterimage that hung on the hilt of the sword, with his eyes closed and his head bowed, as if in a deep sleep.

The Shen chewed the blade slowly, making a chilling creaking sound.

Chikui had been puzzled, but fortunately, his five senses were extremely sharp, and with a slight movement of his ears, he caught a few extremely quiet words, which came from the bottom of the lake.

“Bai Xiao… stupid thing… refining…”

The remnant sword was then spat out inch by inch from the Shen. Wrapped in the flesh of the Shen, it slowly spun. In the meat mountain, a huge cavity was exposed, and a beam of bright light shot in.

Caught off guard, Chikui was caught by the light and immediately lost his consciousness. He was captured by a strong suction force, shooting through the orifice.

The world had turned upside down in an instant and the piece of hazy white light was like a sea. He had leaped out lightly. It was a vast and boundless sea of clouds, wrapped in majestic immortal power, rushing out in all directions. In the middle, there is a faint sound of silk strings and flute in the immortal world.

Chikui just flew through the sea of clouds for a while before he was shot back by a strong suction force, passing through the scarlet cavity like lightning, and went still in midair.

His body shook and his consciousness returned to its place.

After the Shen swallowed the round of mist, its huge eyelids had closed, and the broken sword was swallowed back in again. There was a clanking sound, and the scarlet lake water gushed out from the Shen as it slowly sank to the bottom of the lake.

The Nine Heavens, which he could not break through with all his efforts, was actually under the Twelfth Demon Realm?

Two completely different worlds, separated by a layer of meat, were so close together, like two heavy stomach sacs in the belly of a cow, or like two horns touching each other. The smoldering hostility in the Blood Lake was its most nourishing nourishment. It consumed day and night, turning into a Shen.

Chikui spoke slowly with a sense of self-mockery.

Yu Ru’e listened quietly for a while, then clenched the sword in his hand.

What kind of Dao did Bai Xiao meet that day?

At the moment of his contemplation, the clam flesh squirmed, and its folds swelled like a dome, revealing his white body like the light of a pearl.

The Shen turned slightly, trying to see the small sand in its body clearly. The juicy folds were flipping like skirts, and the soft skin was full of upturned fleshy tentacles. After a while, one by one, roots popped out, sweeping every depression in the clam meat. It was just like how a human being used a brush to wash away the mud in the clam shell.

Countless accumulated sand and gravel were dusted out and a cloud of mud was scattered.

Yu Ru’e was slightly startled. A giant python-like tentacles with a scarlet sucker growing on the top swept over, gurgling and spitting mucus.

Holding the slippery soft skin in one hand, he twisted his waist, and his whole body jumped out of the water like a flexible white snake. The folds gradually opened, and some of them were tightly closed, and he fell down in an instant. Flipping up, he slammed into one of the fleshy seams and embedded himself firmly in it.

His cultivation had been completely exhausted and just such a series of tumbling movements made him exhausted and gasping for breath.

But what shocked him even more was the dull sound of gold and iron cracking from the depths of the clam meat.

That rusty sword seemed to be at the end of its strength.

“Be careful, there is a group of iron-toothed fish hidden in the body of the Shen, which is also transformed by the demonic energy and feeds on the residue. You have no self-cultivation now, and there is only one way.” Chikui’s Adam’s apple rolled slightly, and his thin lips parted, showing two sharp canine teeth, and called out in a low and hoarse voice, “Xiao-Yu.”

Yu Ru’e closed his eyes, sat cross-legged on the ground, and moved his divine consciousness.

The little primordial spirit opened his eyes, and its silver pupils were as clear as drops of dew.

He completely immersed his consciousness in the primordial spirit, closing off the perception of the flesh.

Commissioned by Nyanmaru