Banshee Family Training Record

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Immediately, Zhu Yunqing turned to look at Ye Jinglan, hoping she would take her side: "Big sister..."

She was too shy to speak, so she simply called out softly. Ye Jinglan understood what she meant, but at this moment, she, who had just felt quite uncomfortable and ashamed because the three sisters had been taken advantage of by Yun Chuan, had a new thought.

Hmm, this seems like it's actually quite fun to play like this...

She showed a hint of interest, her eyes darting around, but she didn't immediately give her answer.

Upon seeing her eldest sister's reaction, Zhu Yunqing's heart sank to the bottom.

it's over...

Could it be that my older sister has also come to like this feeling?

Can……

No, this is too shameful and against all propriety. How can we make this kind of thing a normal occurrence...

Zhu Yunqing was still resisting internally, though her body had already succumbed to it. She parted her lips again and softly called out "Big Sister," but before Ye Jinglan could answer, Hua Caiyan suddenly spoke up: "Oh dear, Fourth Sister, you've had your fun, now it's my turn!"

These words immediately enraged Zhu Yunqing: "What nonsense are you spouting? How can you say such a thing..."

She was overcome with shyness and instinctively didn't want to admit that she had just felt very comfortable. However, Hua Caiyan didn't care about that. She turned over and made Zhu Yunqing turn over as well. They lay on the bed, their two large breasts naturally drooping to the sides, and their two rosy nipples facing the ceiling, naturally exuding an alluring color.

Hua Caiyan then threw herself into her arms, burying her pretty face between her breasts, taking a deep breath, and enjoying the warm and alluring fragrance that naturally emanated from her body after her orgasm, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration.

Then, she whispered to Zhu Yunqing, "Fourth Sister, hold me tight. I want to be in your arms, being held by you, and making love with Chu'an."

Her tone sounded quite obedient, like a well-behaved little sister making a common request to her older sister like "I want a lollipop." However, to Zhu Yunqing, these words made her grit her teeth: "Caiyan, you—"

Perhaps she had been cooped up in the Qin Kingdom for the past six months, because Hua Caiyan seemed unusually unrestrained after returning. Her lewd words made Zhu Yunqing feel extremely ashamed, and every word challenged her psychological limits.

She originally wanted to refuse, but when she thought about how the girl would be leaving again in a couple of days to infiltrate the Qin Kingdom and investigate secrets, and that she didn't know when she would be able to return, her hand went limp, and she couldn't bear to push her away over such a small matter.

Finally, she wrapped her arms around Hua Caiyan's shoulders.

Hua Caiyan excitedly lay on her chest, slightly sticking out her pert little buttocks and swaying them a couple of times, as if deliberately teasing Yun Chuan's desire and enticing him to come over and ravage her body.

Yun Chu'an smiled slightly and leaned forward. He was already extremely familiar with Hua Caiyan's body, and easily found the right angle, slightly arching his back, and thrusting deep inside—

"Oh--"

The vixen let out a melodious moan, followed by a crisp collision sound that echoed once more in the room.

They were immersed in each other's bliss, but at that very moment, on a distant hilltop in the oasis, a solitary figure stood alone.

She is the Holy Maiden of the Joyous Union.

She was still dressed in a simple but form-fitting plain dress that hugged her exquisite and perfectly proportioned body. A semi-transparent veil concealed her stunning face, but the mere glimpse of her chin was enough to ignite endless imagination.

At that moment, she stood there alone, bathed in the afterglow, gazing down at the crystal ball in her hand.

Inside were numerous pieces of "evidence" she had collected over the years, proving that Yun Chuan had maintained improper relationships with multiple women.

He had relationships with Sheng Linglong, You Wensi, Rong Jieyu, and also with Zhu Yunqing, Ye Jinglan, Hua Caiyan…

Images appeared in the crystal ball, showing strange poses, sexy and alluring lingerie, lewd sounds of intimate lovemaking, and girls' wanton moans, which made her, a cultivator from the Hehuan Sect, feel quite ashamed.

Her cheeks flushed slightly; even as a virgin who had never experienced lovemaking and was still keeping her chastity for the sake of the "peerless genius," she was still able to react to this.

Whenever such a reaction occurs, the Holy Maiden of Joy would take out the image she kept hidden away and watch it.

Those were images of Yun Chuan and Yan Shui, their lovemaking intertwined and passionate.

Every time I see my favorite Qingyun Sword Immortal, naked and pinned down, being fucked by him, his hair disheveled, his cheeks flushed, and his mouth emitting those lewd moans...

Whenever she saw such a scene, the lust in her heart would disappear, replaced by an indescribable heartache and anger.

Time is almost up, Yun Chuan.

She murmured softly to herself.

I will expose your true colors, and then your angry wives will all leave you.

Including tobacco and water.

Then, she will come back to my side...

Chapter 683 The Enchanting Morning

The next day, early in the morning.

When Yun Chuan woke up from his sleep, the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was the peaceful sleeping faces of Hua Caiyan, Zhu Yunqing, and Ye Jinglan.

A satisfied smile still lingered on Hua Caiyan's cute face; clearly, the exhilarating threesome last night had left her feeling incredibly comfortable.

Last night, with the half-hearted assistance of Ye Jinglan and Zhu Yunqing, Yun Chuan and Hua Caiyan practiced dual cultivation in different positions, satisfying her time and time again.

The little fox's smooth back was covered in sweat, and she groaned incessantly. After countless times, she finally fell into a deep sleep in his arms with a satisfied smile.

After that, Yun Chuan gave Zhu Yunqing and Ye Jinglan a kiss each, then held the three of them in his arms and fell into a deep sleep together.

And then, there is now.

Although the tent was in a mess, the lingering scent of last night's lovemaking had not completely dissipated and was still present in the air, yet it gave him a strange sense of peace.

He didn't wake them, nor did he think about anything else. He simply gazed quietly at his three beautiful wives, clearing his mind and enjoying this moment of peace.

Then, a few seconds later, Ye Jinglan's delicate eyelashes trembled slightly, and then her beautiful peach blossom eyes suddenly opened, with a hint of confusion in her blue pupils.

But then, upon seeing Yun Chu'an, a smile involuntarily appeared on her face, and instinctively, she whispered, "Good morning."

Yun Chu'an nodded slightly: "Good morning."

The greeting of "Good morning" woke Zhu Yunqing and Hua Caiyan, who were already on the verge of waking up. Hua Caiyan's eyelashes trembled twice, then she opened her eyes, her captivating eyes staring blankly at the top of the tent before she came to her senses and saw Yun Chuan.

A bright smile bloomed on her lips, and Yun Chu'an was also infected by her smile. He smiled and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

So, Zhu Yunqing, who had just woken up from her sleep, opened her eyes to find her man kissing her sister.

She felt no extraneous emotions; her mood was incredibly peaceful. After taking a few deep breaths, she stood up and said softly, "Caiyan, hurry up and get up to wash up."

"We should go."

It was arranged yesterday, and they're going back to Huai Mountain early this morning to do whatever they need to do.

Hearing her fourth sister's discouraging words, Hua Caiyan's face immediately fell. She pouted, somewhat dissatisfied, "Just a little while longer, please..."

Yun Chu'an gently kissed her cheek, his tone as gentle as possible: "It's okay, Caiyan, I know, I understand."

He offered her gentle comfort as much as he could, then looked at Ye Jinglan and said, "Big sister, could you please fetch some water? I'll help Caiyan wash up here."

Ye Jinglan understood his purpose, so she didn't waste any words, got up, changed her clothes, and went outside the room. She quickly brought hot water and towels for him to use.

Yun Chu'an took a towel and carefully helped Hua Caiyan wash up. The latter was also reluctant to part and cherished this last moment of tenderness.

Time ticked by, and finally, after washing up, it was time for their final farewell. The little fox shared a long, reluctant kiss with him before finally taking Zhu Yunqing's hand and galloping away into the distance.

After seeing the two of them off and letting them get away from the battlefield, Yun Chuan finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

From now on, no matter when the King of Qin attacks, I will no longer need to worry or be afraid.

Time slowly moves forward.

Sheng Linglong also returned to the front line from the Chamber of Commerce branch in Zhao. In the past few days, she has been busy in the rear, finishing up the established trade network, ensuring that the things that need to be taken away can be taken away directly at any time, and minimizing losses.

In the past two years, they have made a fortune. But unfortunately, the King of Qin's patience has run out, and the days of profiting from war are finally coming to an end.

The shadow of the decisive battle hangs over everyone's heart, and right now, everyone on the front lines is under immense pressure.

Yellow sand rolled, dark clouds filled the sky, and every day the Qin army's footsteps drew closer, yet no one knew when the King of Qin would launch a full-scale attack.

But the shoe that's been raised must eventually fall. After days of agonizing waiting, the moment of truth has finally arrived.

On this day, endless yellow sand swept across the sky. There were no more unnecessary probing or shouting; the Qin army pressed forward in a mighty, overwhelming force. (The last sentence appears to be a nonsensical string of characters and doesn't translate directly.)

Without further ado, the allied forces formed ranks and engaged the enemy in battle.

Yun Chu'an also harnessed his lightning and stepped forward, wielding his sword. As soon as the battle began, he sensed that this was no ordinary fight.

The Qin army's momentum was exceptionally strong this time, and they were launching a frenzied attack almost without regard for cost or consequences. The terracotta army's trampling made the entire earth rumble, and when the rain of arrows fell from the sky, even Yun Chu'an, who had transformed into an indestructible stone ape, was still shot and felt excruciating pain all over his body, and even suffered a not-so-serious injury.

Such pressure gave him a headache.

Around him, the allied cultivators had learned the working mechanism of these terracotta warriors and the rules governing their spiritual energy. Therefore, they could use minimal force to overcome maximum force and dismantle the enemy's offensive at the lowest cost.

Even if such a clever trick could be used, its impact on such a massive battlefield would be negligible.

The battle line is constantly retreating.

The pressure on the allied soldiers was increasing, and the front line was almost constantly retreating. Although Yun Chu'an was incredibly strong, his ability as the Blade was extremely limited when others were unable to provide cover for him or protect his flanks or back.

Even a cultivator would find it difficult to defend himself when surrounded by multiple attackers at the same time.

Therefore, after destroying more than ten rare and exotic beasts at the Golden Core stage, he had no choice but to retreat along with the battle line. Watching more and more Qin terracotta warriors rushing into the battlefield almost without regard for the cost, a sense of powerlessness inevitably rose in his heart.

Even though his combat power was already considered invincible at the Golden Core stage, he still couldn't play a decisive role on such a massive battlefield.

To truly decide the outcome, we still need to see how well the Nascent Soul stage players perform.

Meanwhile, on the battlefield of the Nascent Soul stage...

While retreating with his comrades, Yun Chu'an did not forget to keep an eye on the battlefield on the Nascent Soul stage side.

Then he saw that Wang Ji, the Nascent Soul leader of the Qin army, had already arrived in the sky above the battlefield, openly putting pressure on the allied cultivators, seemingly not worried at all that Lian Yanzhang would defeat him with a single palm strike.

He flew there, pressing down on the numerous cultivators below, as if playing the role of a live target, waiting for others to come and kill him.

Lian Yanzhang remained calm and showed no hurry to launch an attack. He seemed to simply watch as the battle line retreated step by step, yet he refused to make a move.

As a result, the battle line collapsed for more than a hundred miles. The troops fought and retreated, all the way to the rear of their camp in the oasis, and they still hadn't stopped.

The Qin terracotta warriors stepped onto this ground and continued their advance. In the sky, King Ji, a Nascent Soul cultivator of the Qin state, looked down, a bead of cold sweat trickling down his forehead.

He knew that once this line was crossed, Lian Yanzhang would have to take action himself.

At that time, given his far inferior strength compared to the latter, he would face a life-or-death situation.

However, now, the King of Qin's orders were pressing down on him like a mountain. He could not back down, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth and push forward with all his might.

He stepped forward, taking that first step across the front line.

And then, just as he had predicted, Lian Yanzhang took that step.

Chapter 684 Allied Forces, Defeated

He stepped into the air, his three-foot-long sword unsheathed. This simple movement made Wang Ji tremble uncontrollably.

Inside the allied camp, many cultivators who were engaged in fierce combat couldn't help but look up. Their gazes were drawn to the figure high in the sky.

Although Lian Yanzhang did not make his body grow larger or anything at this moment, the natural fluctuations emitted by a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator rushing into the sky were already astonishing.

Faced with Lian Yanzhang's earth-shattering attack, Wang Ji felt the hairs on his body stand on end. He already had no chance of engaging in a life-or-death battle with Lian Yanzhang, and now he was even more certain that he was no match for him!

Fear gripped his heart, and he could only raise his head to the sky and roar in fury, "Ancestor, help me—"

Before he finished speaking, he himself brandished his sword and charged straight at Lian Yanzhang—

clang--

A piercing metallic clang echoed high in the sky, and then Wang Ji's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

Lian Yanzhang brandished his sword and stepped forward, intending to continue the pursuit. However, at that very moment, some new members of the Qin army began to make a new move.

An elderly man with a similarly resolute face and white hair and beard swooped down from the sky and intercepted Lian Yanzhang on the spot.

The two Nascent Soul cultivators clashed for the first time high in the sky, then quickly distanced themselves, wary of each other, having recognized each other's identities.

"Wang Jian!"

Looking at the newcomer, Lian Yanzhang frowned, his beard bristling: "You've broken through!"

The newcomer was another Grand Pillar of State in the Nascent Soul stage from the Qin state.

He was originally only at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and was quite old. He had been in seclusion for many years, and the cultivation world had lost contact with him for a long time.

Even Lian Yanzhang thought this guy might have already perished. But unexpectedly, not only had he not perished, but he seemed to be...

It has already broken through.

This man was originally a secret weapon that the King of Qin planned to keep hidden until the right moment to deploy on the battlefield. Unfortunately, now that Bai Wu'an has disappeared, he has no choice but to make his appearance immediately.

Lian Yanzhang narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the other man. The latter also gazed at him, his aged eyes lacking the fighting spirit and pride that came with a breakthrough; instead, they held only感慨 (gǎnkǎi, deep feelings) and 相相惜 (xiāngxiāng, mutual respect and appreciation).

“Lian Yanzhang,” he said in a deep voice, “with your wisdom, it shouldn’t be difficult for you to see where destiny lies.”

Lian Yanzhang had little desire to respond: "The outcome of today's battle is still uncertain."

Before he finished speaking, he had already drawn his sword and charged towards Wang Jian. Wang Ji followed behind Wang Jian, looking at this nominal ancestor with a tense expression.