Chapter 583 Who Dared to Defile the Pure Yin Waters?
For a brief moment, Shen Jue felt as though he had ascended to the heavens.
Countless years of pursuing Tang Jingyan had earned him nothing but polite indifference, yet now she had willingly allowed him to touch her.
His heart nearly burst from happiness.
Unfortunately for him, the moment lasted only a few breaths.
Tang Jingyan carefully observed her own reaction. Nothing. No racing heartbeat.
No strange warmth spreading through her body. No weakness in her legs. No inexplicable excitement.
Not a single drop of lewd moisture overflowed her pink petals.
There was simply... nothing at all.
A hint of disappointment appeared in her eyes.
"So that’s how it is."
She slowly shook her head before removing Shen Jue’s hands from her shoulders.
The answer had become crystal clear.
"He really is different," she muttered softly.
Without another word, she turned and walked away. Shen Jue stared blankly at her retreating figure.
"Wait! Miss Tang!" he shouted.
"What is different?"
But Tang Jingyan never answered.
As she walked through the bustling grounds of the Myriad Dao Brush Assembly, the final traces of uncertainty in her heart disappeared.
What Shen Jue did not know was that she had never come to see him out of affection.
She had only wanted to confirm a suspicion.
Ever since her encounter with Lin Feng, every touch from him seemed capable of affecting her emotions in ways she could not understand.
A simple brush of his hand, a casual touch upon her shoulder, or even his proximity was enough to make her heart race and her thoughts become chaotic.
At first, she had wondered if it was merely because she had little experience dealing with men.
Now she knew the truth.
When Shen Jue touched her, she felt absolutely nothing.
The difference between the two was like the difference between the earth and the heavens.
As this realization settled in her heart, all of her remaining doubts vanished.
A faint smile unknowingly appeared on her lips.
Lin Feng was different.
And for the first time in her life, Tang Jingyan no longer wished to deny what her heart was trying to tell her.
She had finally made her decision.
Tang Jingyan approached Lin Feng’s secret courtyard once more, her heart beating with a mix of anticipation and nervousness.
She found him in a pool of water.
As she drew closer, she was not surprised at all to see Lin Feng accompanied by Daoist Falling Snow once again.
The two of them were already deep in the crystalline pool.
Lin Feng lounged against the smooth rock edge, his eyes closed in complete relaxation, powerful arms spread wide along the rim.
His chiseled, battle hardened body glistened with droplets of water that traced the defined lines of his broad chest and rippling abs.
In front of him stood Daoist Falling Snow, her lithe, seductive figure completely bare.
She pressed her soft, voluptuous body against his with slow, deliberate movements... her full breasts rubbing teasingly along his hard, muscular frame.
Her pink nipples were stiff and erect from the friction and the cool morning air, standing out prominently against her flawless, pale skin.
At first glance, Tang Jingyan’s cheeks flushed as she assumed the pair were lost in passionate lovemaking.
Their bodies were so intimately entwined, skin sliding sensually against skin amid the lapping water.
But a moment later, she realized her mistake.
Lin Feng’s enormous, fat Yang spear... thick, veined, and throbbing with raw masculine power protruded boldly upward between their slick bodies.
It stood proudly, the massive head occasionally brushing against Daoist Falling Snow’s smooth belly as she continued her slow, grinding dance.
It’s really so big... Tang Jingyan marveled silently, unable to tear her gaze away.
This was only the second time she had laid eyes on Lin Feng’s legendary family treasure, and once again she was struck by its sheer size and intimidating presence.
The heavy shaft pulsed with vitality, far thicker than her wrist, its length imposing enough to make any woman’s heart race with both desire and a hint of fear.
Heat bloomed between her own thighs as forbidden thoughts flooded her mind.
Daoist Falling Snow let out a soft, breathy moan, her hips rolling languidly as she continued rubbing herself against that massive pillar of flesh.
Her delicate hands roamed over Lin Feng’s chest, tracing his muscles while the warm water swirled around them.
Lin Feng remained in a state of meditative calm, though the occasional twitch of his powerful member betrayed his growing arousal.
Tang Jingyan stood there for a long moment, her body growing warmer despite the gentle breeze.
Her nipples tightened beneath her thin robes, and a slick wetness began to gather between her legs.
She bit her lower lip, weighing her hesitation against the burning curiosity and desire that had been building inside her for days.
Finally, she made up her mind.
With trembling fingers, Tang Jingyan slowly removed her robes, letting each layer slip to the ground until she stood completely naked under the moonlight.
Her own body was curvaceous and alluring... full breasts with rosy peaks, a narrow waist, and shapely hips that swayed as she stepped forward.
The cool air kissed her heated skin, sending pleasant shivers through her.
She slipped into the warm pool, the water embracing her like a lover’s caress.
The gentle ripples announced her arrival as she waded closer to the entwined pair.
Lin Feng’s eyes remained closed, but the corners of his lips curved slightly.
Daoist Falling Snow turned her head, offering a knowing, seductive smile as she continued pressing her body against Lin Feng’s massive Yang spear.
Tang Jingyan’s heart pounded wildly as she drew near enough to feel the heat radiating from both of them.
The air was thick with spiritual energy, desire, and the faint scent of exotic herbs from the pool.
She was ready to join them.
Tang Jingyan waded through the warm, misty water until she was only a single step away from the pair.
The gentle currents lapped at her thighs and waist, heightening every sensation as steam curled around her bare skin.
At that moment, Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes.
His gaze settled on her fully exposed, sexy naked body with calm intensity.
Tang Jingyan felt a rush of shyness wash over her... her cheeks burning hot despite the warm pool.
Yet, having already made her decision, she refused to hesitate any longer.
Instead of covering herself, she straightened her posture and pushed her huge, ripe bosom forward proudly.
Her full, heavy breasts swayed invitingly with the movement, the rosy peaks stiff and sensitive in the cool morning air.
The sight was more than enough to drive any ordinary man wild with lust.
One should know that Lin Feng was the only man who had ever seen her naked body.
This vulnerability made the moment even more intimate and thrilling for her.
Yet Tang Jingyan was surprised to find no raw, animalistic lust burning in Lin Feng’s eyes.
When she looked deeper into them, she saw something far more profound... he beheld her completely... her body, her spirit, her heart, and everything she was without reducing her to mere flesh.
He saw the woman behind the seductive curves, the cultivator, the soul that yearned for connection.
This realization made Tang Jingyan blush even deeper, a warm flutter spreading through her chest.
It made her acutely aware of how incredibly lucky she was to have found such a man.
"Welcome to my life, Miss Tang," Lin Feng said, his voice deep and steady, carrying the quiet confidence that always seemed to surround him.
"I’m happy that you accept me, Senior Feng Lin," Tang Jingyan replied softly, her voice trembling with emotion and growing excitement.
Emboldened by his words and the lack of judgment in his gaze, she grew more daring.
She stepped fully into the space between them, pressing her soft, curvaceous body against Lin Feng’s hard, muscular physique.
Following the example set by Daoist Falling Snow earlier, she began to mimic her movements... rubbing her full breasts sensually against his broad chest, letting her smooth belly glide along the side of his massive, throbbing Yang spear.
The heat and hardness of his enormous member sent electric jolts through her body with every brush.
A few breaths later, two equally stunning and equally naked women were sensually grinding their supple bodies against Lin Feng.
Daoist Falling Snow continued on one side, her lithe form undulating with practiced grace, while Tang Jingyan mirrored her on the other... her larger, riper breasts pressing firmly, her hips rolling in slow, instinctive circles.
Their soft moans mingled with the gentle splashing of water as four beautiful breasts and two seductive bodies worshipped Lin Feng’s powerful frame.
His thick Yang spear stood trapped between them, occasionally sliding against their smooth skin and leaving trails of warmth and desire.
The spiritual energy in the pool seemed to thicken, swirling around the three of them as their shared intimacy deepened.