Romantic Medical Immortal

As the True Qi circulated, Yang Cheng took a long breath, the pain eased a bit, but the next second the pain surged like a tide, causing him to let out a muffled groan, sweat steadily dripping from his forehead.

"How could this happen, I clearly tried my best to suppress it."

Feng Jiuge was quite surprised. She had been constantly channeling True Qi without the slightest slack, yet she still couldn’t shake off the control of the witchcraft. It was clear that the spellcaster had already detected their resistance and was suppressing them with all their might.

The Yang Cheng before her was breathing chaotically, unprecedentedly weak, his firm chest heaving, his eyes slightly opening as he trembled and said, "Let Lin Wen come in and Dual Cultivate with me."

He had exhausted too much internal True Qi, and only Dual Cultivation could provide him with an endless supply of it. If one woman wasn’t enough, there was still Cheng Ruonan and Cheng Qiyue, and then it would depend on who could last the longest.

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiuge did not get up, her beautiful eyes deeply gazing at Yang Cheng.

"Senior sister, why aren’t you going yet?"

He spoke, frowning.

"If Dual Cultivation is useful, I should be more suitable than Ms. Kong."

Feng Jiuge finished speaking, a blush appeared on her cheeks.

"No, you’re the senior sister, how could I possibly Dual Cultivate with you."

Yang Cheng immediately refused. Though he was a bit of a philanderer, he couldn’t lay hands on just anyone, and he genuinely regarded Feng Jiuge as his senior sister.

"Life is at stake, why care about those things, you saved my life before, consider this my way of repaying your kindness."

As she spoke, Feng Jiuge began to undress. She moved quickly, pulling off her top in one swift motion, revealing a stretch of fair skin, her soft chest trembling with her motion.

She lowered her head, took off her pants, and lay down beside Yang Cheng, feeling the heat of his body, her heart pounding.

Clearly, this wasn’t the first time, she even had quite a bit of experience in matters between a man and a woman, but this time, she felt a bit flustered.

𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Seeing her shy appearance, Yang Cheng’s pain lessened considerably, and the desire welling up inside him also shifted his attention.

Feng Jiuge’s hand touched his chest, fingertips grazing the skin, sending a shiver through him.

"Senior sister."

Yang Cheng’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his eyes burning.

"What’s wrong?"

"You’re beautiful."

His gaze fell on Feng Jiuge’s chest. Those soft mounds stood tall, accentuating her waist, long years of cultivation making her figure extraordinarily perfect and firm.

Feng Jiuge smiled slightly, reached behind to unfasten her bra, and suddenly, the two bunnies at her chest bounced free.

Very soon, she was completely naked. Knowing Yang Cheng was now weak, she took the initiative to straddle him, grinding against him with her snake-like waist.

Yang Cheng’s breathing quickened, his cheeks flushed, his body responding intensely.

Seeing he was about to explode, Feng Jiuge quickly reached to pull down his underwear, and seeing the spectacle before her, she couldn’t help but gasp, her beautiful eyes widening.

"Good heavens! What did you eat to grow like this? It’s terrifying."

Yang Cheng had heard this many times before, he curled his lips in a smug smile, raising his hand to encircle Feng Jiuge’s waist, his large hand wandering across her skin.

"Weren’t you just saying you wouldn’t Dual Cultivate with me? Why can’t you hold back now?"

Feng Jiuge raised an eyebrow and asked.

Yang Cheng gritted his teeth, suppressing the pain, a somewhat helpless smile: "It’s not because senior sister is too tempting, after all, you’ve aroused my desire, you must be responsible for quelling it."

"Little junior brother, I’m seasoned and experienced, I’m afraid you won’t be able to handle it!"

She exhaled softly, her gaze exceedingly captivating, slowly arching her hips, her upper body drawing close to his.

Yang Cheng immediately clasped the back of her neck, kissed those tender red lips, all the while the other hand gripped the soft, tender chest, vigorously kneading.

"Mmm, mmm..."

Feng Jiuge couldn’t help but moan, twisting her waist restlessly, continually exploring.

After rounds of caressing, Yang Cheng was close to exploding, enduring the pain, taking the initiative to thrust his hips, just as Feng Jiuge was in the right position, he drove straight in.

"Ah! It hurts... why are you so big!"

Feng Jiuge cried out in pain, her Liu Mei furrowing.

While she had seen Yang Cheng’s prowess just now, truly experiencing it was a different story. Though she had been with many men, none matched Yang Cheng, not even half as powerful.

Desire surging, Yang Cheng endured the pain, thrusting forcefully as he attacked, a blend of pain and pleasure.

Feng Jiuge trembled all over, her beautiful eyes squinted in comfort, a tingling pleasure spreading throughout her body, making her feel as if she was floating on clouds.

"Ah, ah, ah... Yang Cheng... you’re amazing!"

She couldn’t help but moan, completely forgetting there were still people outside the door.

"Harder, faster... I’m almost there!"

At this moment, Kong Lingwen was standing outside the door, initially anxiously waiting, then she heard the extremely seductive sounds of a woman from inside the room.

"Damn Yang Cheng, he said he wasn’t interested in Feng Jiuge!"

She was angry, her face sank, She went immediately to find Cheng Ruonan and Cheng Qiyue. The last time the three of them interrogated him harshly, Yang Cheng had verbally assured them there was nothing between him and his senior sister.

Soon, Cheng Qiyue and her sister came out of the building, walked to the doorway, and hearing the man’s roars and women’s screams from inside, all three of them couldn’t help but roll their eyes.

"Damn man! Always flirting around!"

"So intense, that woman must be in heaven!"

Cheng Ruonan angrily said, reaching to push the door, but was stopped by Kong Lingwen.

"They’re at a crucial moment now, we’d better not disturb them. When they come out, we can ask them what happened."

Kong Lingwen persuaded Cheng Ruonan, then explained what had happened to Yang Cheng just a while ago.

The three dared not disturb, only waited at the door, even bringing chairs to sit on, just waiting for Yang Cheng to come out, ready for a round of interrogation.

Inside the room, the two were entangled, oblivious to the world, Feng Jiuge started on top, and after Yang Cheng released once, his internal True Qi was much restored, swiftly flipping over atop her.

He hoisted Feng Jiuge’s beautiful legs onto his shoulders, launching a frenzied attack, Feng Jiuge was rocked senseless, mouth spilling forth coos of delight.

"Uh... little junior brother, slow down... sister can’t take it!"

"Ah, too fast... you’ll be the death of me."

She was elated, trembling all over, tossing her hair, her delicate face full of satisfaction.

Cultivating the "Dragon and Phoenix Dance Scripture" destined her for Dual Cultivation with men, before it was merely a task, but now she truly knew the joy of carnal pleasure.

No wonder women were willing to have affairs with Yang Cheng in the hallway, despite knowing he had a wife. This feeling was so thrilling, she also wanted to try the taste of doing it outside.

"Senior sister, don’t just revel in pleasure, quickly circulate the Cultivation Technique, and Dual Cultivate with me."

Yang Cheng reminded, stirring the True Qi within.