Tian looked down at the charming Ya Fei in his arms, her red hair cascading over his hands like liquid fire.
Her eyes—those beautiful, calculating eyes that had negotiated with kings and emperors—were now soft with love and desire.
Her full lips, painted a deep crimson, were slightly parted, inviting him.
He kissed her.
Her lips were soft and warm, tasting of the spirit wine she had drunk earlier.
She moaned into the kiss as his tongue slid past her lips and found hers.
His hands roamed her body, groping her breasts through the thin silk of her dress.
She gasped when he squeezed, her back arching, pressing her chest harder into his palms.
“You’re so beautiful,” Tian murmured against her lips.
“Young Master…” Ya Fei breathed, her voice trembling with desire.
“Call me Husband,” Qin Tian said to her.
“Husband…” Ya Fei said shyly.
He stripped off her clothes with practiced efficiency.
The red silk pooled at her feet, revealing her body in all its glory.
Her breasts were full and round, topped with dusky pink nipples that had already hardened in the cool air.
Her waist was narrow, her hips wide, her legs long and shapely.
And between those legs, a neatly trimmed patch of red hair marked her womanhood—already glistening with her arousal.
Tian’s eyes drank her in.
“You’re even more beautiful naked.” Ya Fei blushed, her hands instinctively moving to cover herself.
But Tian caught her wrists and held them at her sides.
“Don’t hide from me.
Not ever,” Qin Tian said to her in a tone that could not be refused.
He leaned down and kissed her neck, sucking gently until a dark red hickey bloomed on her pale skin.
Ya Fei moaned, her head falling back, exposing more of her throat to his lips.
Then, using a cultivation technique he had learned for precisely this purpose, Tian stripped off his own robes in a single fluid motion.
The fabric vanished, and his body was revealed.
Ya Fei’s eyes went wide.
Her gaze traveled down his sculpted chest, his narrow waist, and finally reached his cock.
It was massive—thick as her wrist, long enough to make her heart skip a beat, the head already glistening with golden-pink precum.
It stood erect and proud, pulsing with barely contained power.
‘Will it…
will it break me?’ Ya Fei thought, swallowing hard.
But beneath the fear, there was desire.
So much desire.
Her pussy grew even wetter, her juices beginning to drip down her thighs.
Tian saw the hunger in her eyes and smiled.
“Don’t worry.
I’ll be gentle.
At first,” Qin Tian said to her with a smile.
He sat on the edge of the massive bed and pulled her into his arms.
She straddled his lap, her wet pussy pressing against his cock, her arms wrapping around his neck.
Then he captured her lips in another deep, devouring kiss.
His hands found her breasts.
He kneaded them like dough, feeling the soft flesh yield under his fingers.
His thumbs found her nipples and circled them—slowly at first, then faster.
He pinched them gently, then harder, making her gasp into his mouth.
“Mmph~!” Ya Fei moaned, her tongue dancing with his.
She was addicted to his taste—sweet and addictive, a flavor that made her head spin and her body burn.
His scent was equally intoxicating—a masculine fragrance that made her want to press her nose against his skin and breathe him in forever.
Tian broke the kiss and looked down.
Her pussy was soaked, her juices coating the head of his cock as he rubbed it against her entrance.
“Do you want my thick cock inside your pussy, Ya Fei?” he asked, his voice a low growl.
Ya Fei blushed furiously but nodded.
“Yes…
Young Master…” SMACK.
Tian slapped her ass, making her yelp.
“Call me Husband.” “Yes, Husband!” she gasped, her pussy clenching with need.
And then he thrust his massive cock inside her pussy.
“AHHHHH~!
HUSBAND~!” Ya Fei moaned.
Her virgin pussy was tight—incredibly tight—but she was so wet that he slid in with surprising ease.
Her inner walls clamped down around him like a vice, hot and slick and perfect.
The Maiden Calamity Body pulsed, amplifying her pleasure tenfold, transforming any pain into pure ecstasy.
Ya Fei wrapped her arms around his neck and clung to him like a drowning woman.
Her face was buried in his shoulder, her moans muffled against his skin.
“Husband~!
So deep~!
So big~!” Tian began to move.
His thrusts were slow at first, letting her adjust to his size.
But soon they grew faster.
Harder.
Deeper.
His hands gripped her waist, guiding her movements, pulling her down onto his cock with every thrust.
“You’re so tight,” he growled.
“So wet.
Such a good little wife.” “AHHH~!
HUSBAND~!
FUCK ME~!
FUCK YOUR LEWD WIFE~!” He captured her lips again, swallowing her moans.
His tongue invaded her mouth while his cock continued to pound into her pussy.
His hands roamed her body—groping her breasts, squeezing her ass, slapping her thighs.
SMACK.
“Who’s my slut?” Qin Tian asked as he slapped her plump ass.
“ME~!
I’M HUSBAND’S SLUT~!” She said in a lewd tone.
SMACK.
“Who’s my whore?” Qin Tian said again with a lewd grin.
“I AM~!
I’M HUSBAND’S WHORE~!” She yelled from the pleasure she was now feeling.
Tian felt his climax building.
His cock swelled even larger inside her, and Ya Fei’s eyes rolled back in her head.
He thrust one final time, burying himself to the hilt, and came.
Rope after rope of thick, golden-pink cum flooded her womb.
The heat of it made her scream.
The volume of it made her stomach bulge.
Ya Fei’s face twisted into an ahegao—her eyes rolled back, her tongue lolling out, her expression utterly lewd and slutty.
She collapsed against him, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm.
Tian held her gently, letting her rest.
A few minutes passed.
Ya Fei’s cultivation—she was at the King Realm—allowed her to recover quickly.
When her breathing steadied, Tian smiled and said, “Put your hands behind your head.” Confused but obedient, Ya Fei placed her hands behind her head, her elbows bent, her arms framing her face.
The pose thrust her breasts forward and exposed her armpits—smooth, pale, and utterly tantalizing.
Tian used a silk cloth to tie her hands in place, ensuring she couldn’t lower them.
Then he looked at her body—her jade-white skin, her full breasts, her narrow waist, her exposed armpits—and felt his cock harden again instantly.
He leaned down and licked her armpit.
“Ah~!” Ya Fei squirmed.
“Husband~!
That tickles~!” Ya Fei said with a soft voice that made Qin Tian’s cock even harder.
He continued to lick, his tongue tracing circles over the sensitive skin.
At the same time, his hands found her breasts and began to knead them, squeezing the soft flesh, pinching her nipples.
Ya Fei’s protests faded into moans.
Then he took one of her nipples into his mouth and gently bit down.
“AHHHHH~!” Ya Fei moaned.
Ya Fei’s reaction was immediate and explosive.
Her back arched.
Her pussy clenched around him like a vice.
Her moans became screams of pleasure.
Her eyes—wide and wild—met his beautiful eyes that could make any woman fall for his charm.
“Found it,” Tian murmured, a lewd smile spreading across his face.
He had discovered her G-spot—her most sensitive area, the one place that could drive her completely insane with pleasure.
“Bounce on my cock, you slut,” Qin Tian commanded her like she was a common whore.
Ya Fei obeyed.
With her hands still tied behind her head, she began to bounce on his cock, her breasts jiggling with every movement.
Lewd words spilled from her lips like a prayer.
“YES~!
HUSBAND~!
FUCK ME~!
MAKE ME YOUR WHORE~!
I LOVE YOUR COCK~!
I LOVE YOU~!” Ya Fei screamed from pleasure.
Tian captured her lips in another deep kiss.
Then he wrapped his arms around her waist and thrust upward even more vigorously, pounding into her with relentless force.
Ya Fei screamed into his mouth as she climaxed again—her sixth orgasm of the night.
Tian came with her, flooding her womb with another massive load of cum.
Her stomach bulged even more, and when he finally pulled out, a river of gold and pink gushed from her well-used pussy.
Ya Fei collapsed against him, utterly exhausted.
Tian untied her hands and stroked her red hair gently.
“Did you like that?” Qin Tian asked with a grin.
Ya Fei could only nod weakly, but her face was filled with satisfaction and pleasure she had never felt before.
She looked utterly content, utterly happy, utterly his.
Tian leaned down and whispered in her ear.
“I will also train your asshole, just like I trained your pussy.
I will make you a lewd whore who can only think about my cock.” Ya Fei shuddered.
But it was not a shudder of fear—it was a shudder of pure, unadulterated desire.
She couldn’t wait to see how Tian would train her.
How he would claim every part of her body.
How he would make her completely and utterly his.
She lifted her head and pressed her lips to his.
“I love you, Husband.” She kissed his lips with her soft and beautiful lips.
“I love you too, Ya Fei.” Qin Tian the scumbag said again.
They lay together on the bed, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one.
And Tian thought to himself, ‘The best thing that ever happened to me is being reincarnated into this world.
Otherwise, how would I have ever fucked such beautiful women?
Women who are millions of times more beautiful than those models and actresses back on Earth.’ He smiled and closed his eyes, very content and happy.
— Far away from the Heavenly Spirit Continent, in a spirit boat that floated among the clouds, a handsome young man with black hair and striking blue eyes flew through the air on the spirit boat.
His eyes were unusual—double pupils, the mark of the Supreme Double Pupils, one of the top ten Dao Bodies in existence.
His name was Ye Chen.
He was a King Realm cultivator, which would have made him a top-tier prodigy in any of the forbidden forces.
He looked barely twenty years old, though his true age was closer to twenty-five.
And he was currently flying with a smile on his face, his heart filled with excitement and anticipation.
He had just awakened two of his physiques, and he already had another—the Ancient Sacred Body, another Dao Body.
Inside a secret realm, he had received the inheritance of two powerful Great Emperors.
One had possessed the Pure Yang Dao Body.
The other had possessed the Supreme Double Pupils.
Both had given him their legacies—their techniques, their weapons, their treasures.
And the Great Emperor who had possessed the Pure Yang Dao Body had told him something that made his heart race.
“Ye Chen, the greatest regret of my life was that I could never find a woman who possessed the Ice Moon Holy Body.
If I had, my Pure Yang Body could have evolved into the Immortal Body of Pure Yang.
Perhaps you can succeed where I failed.
Perhaps you can make my dream come true.” And Ye Chen knew exactly who that woman was that possessed that Ice Moon Heavenly Body.
The Yaochi Holy Maiden.
Lin Yueyao.
One of the most beautiful women in the Primordial Realm.
He had seen her once, years ago, at a gathering of the forbidden forces.
Her silver eyes.
Her black hair.
Her cold, aristocratic beauty.
She had looked at him with those icy eyes—just a glance, nothing more—and Ye Chen had fallen completely, utterly, irrevocably in love.
Now, with his three Dao Bodies—Pure Yang, Supreme Double Pupils, and his original Ancient Sacred Body—he was confident.
He was worthy.
He could approach her as an equal.
‘She will agree,’ he thought, his smile widening.
‘Our physiques are perfectly matched.
If we dual cultivate, both of us will benefit.
Her Ice Moon Body will evolve.
My Pure Yang Body will evolve.
We will become the strongest couple in the Primordial Realm.’ He didn’t care about the Yaochi Holy Land’s rule against marriage.
Rules could be bent for someone with his potential.
The Holy Lord would see his talent.
She would have to agree.
note: If Tian were here, he would have crippled Ye Chen on the spot.
“What falling in love?” he would have said, spitting on the ground.
“You’re just lusting after her beautiful body, you hypocrite.
She’s MY fiancée, and if you even look at her again, I’ll gouge out those double pupils and feed them to a dog.” But Tian wasn’t here.
So Ye Chen continued to fly, blissfully unaware that his “destined love” was already engaged to the most terrifying villain in the Primordial Realm.
Ye Chen arrived at the location of the Wang Family’s compound.
His best friend’s family.
But there was nothing there.
He landed on the ground, his brow furrowing in confusion.
The area was barren.
Completely empty.
There were no buildings.
No walls.
No gates.
Just…
emptiness.
As if there had never been anything here at all.
‘What…
what happened?
Did the Wang Family move?’ Ye Chen was very confused as Wang Pang hadn’t told him they were moving.
He flew into the air and looked down from above.
And his blood ran cold from what he saw.
From a hundred kilometers up, he could see it clearly.
A massive, palm-shaped crater—hundreds of kilometers wide—was imprinted into the earth.
The land within the crater was completely flattened.
Destroyed.
Annihilated.
Someone had destroyed the entire Wang Family compound with a single palm strike.
Ye Chen’s pupils—his Supreme Double Pupils—dilated with shock.
He descended quickly and saw an old man walking along the road.
“Old man!
What happened here?
Where is the Wang Family?
Have they moved?” Ye Chen asked anxiously.
The old man looked at him.
Then he sighed.
“Young man, fly up into the air and look down from above.” “I already did!
I saw the crater!
But what does it mean?!” Ye Chen said quickly, fearing he would hear what he didn’t want to hear now.
“It means exactly what you think it means.” The old man’s voice was heavy with sorrow.
“One day, a figure shrouded in black mist appeared above the Wang Family’s ancestral home.
She unleashed a single palm strike that destroyed the entire Wang Family.
Killed almost everyone there.
Only one person survived—a Quasi-Great Emperor.” Ye Chen’s face went pale.
“Who…
who did this?!” “The Quasi-Great Emperor roared at the figure.
He asked why they had destroyed the Wang Family.
And the figure replied in a cold voice…” The old man paused, his eyes distant.
“‘Your family’s young master offended the forbidden family’s young master, Qin Tian.'” Ye Chen’s blood froze and he knew his fears had come true.
“The Quasi-Great Emperor died there,” the old man continued.
“He could only mutter ‘idiot descendant’ before the light left his eyes.
And then he died.” The old man patted Ye Chen’s shoulder.
“Young man, stay away from this place.
Stay away from this continent.
You might get hurt if you linger.” And then he walked away, disappearing into the distance.
The old man thought this young man might be a friend of the Wang Family.
Ye Chen stood alone in the barren wasteland, his mood very bad.
His hands clenched into fists.
His knuckles turned white.
Blood dripped from his palms where his nails had pierced the skin.
His eyes—those Supreme Double Pupils—blazed with fury and grief.
His best friend.
His brother in all but blood, had died and also his whole family was dead with him.
The entire Wang Family.
Annihilated by a single person, and all because Wang Pang offended a young master of a powerful family.
And all because of one man.
The young master of the forbidden Qin family.
That man named Qin Tian.
Ye Chen threw back his head and screamed at the sky.
“QIN TIAN!
I WILL KILL YOU!
DO YOU HEAR ME?!
I WILL KILL YOU!” His voice echoed across the empty wasteland, swallowed by the wind.
— Back on the Harmony of Five, Tian was having a very different kind of night.
Ya Fei lay beside him on the massive bed, her red hair spread across the pillows, her naked body still glistening with sweat.
She was giving him a massage, her slender fingers working the muscles of his shoulders with surprising skill.
“Does Husband feel good?” she asked softly.
“Mmm.
Very good.” Tian’s eyes were closed, his expression one of pure contentment.
“You have talented hands, Ya Fei.” “My mother taught me.
She said a wife should know how to please her husband,” she said with a gentle smile.
“Your mother was a wise woman,” Qin Tian said with a smile.
Ya Fei smiled and continued her massage.
She was completely naked, her body still aching pleasantly from their earlier activities.
The anal plug in her asshole—a gift from Tian—was a constant reminder of what was to come.
Tian, meanwhile, was talking to his system.
‘System, how many points did I get for Ya Fei?’ Qin Tian asked inside his mind.
[DING!
The Host has made Ya Fei completely his.
She is a Purple Luck heroine originally fated to become one of Xiao Ye’s most trusted wives and business partners.
Her destiny has been transferred to the Host.] [Reward: 500,000 Destiny Points.] [Current Luck Points: 500,000.] Tian’s eyes snapped open.
‘Wait.
FIVE HUNDRED THOUSAND?
That’s it?
Why do I have so few points?!
I should have millions!’ [Host, have you forgotten?] The system’s voice was helpless.
[You exchanged points for the artifact that can create clothing of any design.
You also purchased the Immortal Level Teleportation Formation.
And you bought the next three chapters of the Primordial Chaos Creation Sutra—up to the King Realm.
These purchases were not cheap.] Tian coughed in embarrassment.
‘Ah.
Yes.
I…
I had forgotten about those.’ [It is okay, Host.
This system is always here to help you manage your finances.] The system’s voice was warm, almost doting.
[Just try not to spend all your points on lewd artifacts in the future.] ‘No promises.’ Qin Tian said with a smile.
The system sighed, but it was a fond sigh.
[The Host is hopeless.] ‘I prefer “efficient.”‘ Tian paused.
‘System, how many points does that protagonist Xiao Ye have now?’ [Xiao Ye’s current Luck Value: 4,200,000 Destiny Points equivalent.
His Luck Value is still Red, but it has been damaged.
His Protagonist Halo is still suppressed.
Many of his future opportunities have been taken or diminished because of you, Host.] ‘Four point two million.’ Tian nodded slowly.
His own point balance was a fraction of that.
But that was fine.
He would farm Xiao Ye slowly, stripping away his luck piece by piece, until there was nothing left.
‘And the other protagonist?
The one who’s destined for Lin Yueyao?’ [Ye Chen.
His Protagonist Halo has recently activated.
He has awakened the Pure Yang Dao Body and the Supreme Double Pupils.
He is currently at the King Realm.
His Luck Value is Gold, trending toward Red.
He has not yet met Lin Yueyao, but he is actively seeking her.] ‘Let him seek.’ Tian’s smile was cold.
‘When he finds her, he’ll also find me.
And I’ll be very happy to educate him on why coveting another man’s fiancée is bad for your health.’ [The Host is truly a villain now.] The system said with a laugh.
‘I was always a villain, System.
I just finally have the power to act like one.’ He paused.
‘Are there any other protagonists I should know about?’ [There is one more, Host.
His name is Tang Lu.
He is currently on the Heavenly Spirit Continent, in a forest not far from here.
His Blue Silver Grass Spirit Body is beginning to awaken.
He is not yet a threat, but he will become one if left unchecked.] ‘Tang Lu.’ Tian’s eyes gleamed.
‘The Tang San copycat.
I’ll deal with him soon.
But first…’ He looked at Ya Fei, who was still massaging his shoulders.
Her red hair glowed in the soft lantern light.
Her body was warm and soft against his.
‘First, I’m going to enjoy my new wife.’ Qin Tian thought with lustful eyes.
[The Host has his priorities in order.] The system said with a smile.
‘Always.’ Qin Tian said confidently.
— END OF CHAPTER 22