Chen Xuan felt Tang Yuechen land on top of him, her lips locking onto his while her legs wrapped tightly around his waist.
As she cupped his cheeks and pulled him into a fierce kiss, Chen Xuan’s mind short-circuited for several moments.
He couldn’t understand the sudden burst of impulsiveness. Even if they were going to do... that, there was no need to rush. They could always take things slowly.
Yet when he looked into Tang Yuechen’s eyes, he saw not only worry but also an intense desire to grow stronger. At that moment, Chen Xuan finally understood.
His earlier words had pushed this woman over the edge. Although he had merely intended to motivate her to cultivate harder, she had clearly taken them to heart.
For Tang Yuechen, falling behind Chen Xuan’s disciples was something she simply could not accept.
Not because of strength alone, but because...
"Mhm~"
Tang Yuechen let out a soft moan as Chen Xuan finally responded, parting her lips and returning the kiss with equal fervor.
Her body softened instantly. Her hands trembled as they slowly left his cheeks, gliding down their intertwined bodies.
One hand reached for the neckline of her dress, grasping the fabric before pulling it downward. In an instant, her giant breasts spilled free, hanging heavily beneath her as they swayed gently with every movement.
They were round and perfect, as though sculpted by the heavens themselves.
Her other hand drifted lower toward Chen Xuan.
After loosening his robe, she slipped her hand beneath his underwear with practiced ease.
Her slender fingers wrapped around his member, drawing it free from its restraints and revealing it to the outside world.
Without any teasing or hesitation, she immediately began stroking him with astonishing force.
Her movements were quick and relentless, as though her life depended on it.
Chen Xuan’s eye twitched. This... was too violent.
However, Tang Yuechen’s next action left him even more speechless.
"Brother Chen... it isn’t right for me to only pleasure you... Please help me too..."
The moment those hushed words left her lips, she gave him no chance to respond. Pressing a hand against the back of his neck, she guided him forward until his face was buried between her soft, hanging breasts.
The warm, supple sensation nearly made Chen Xuan forget himself. It felt as though he had sunk into a sea of bliss.
Still, he couldn’t simply let Tang Yuechen dictate everything.
Turning his head slightly, he captured one of her nipples between his lips.
The moment her breath hitched and another soft moan escaped, his movements became bolder.
His free hand reached up to tease her other nipple, sending a shiver through her body, while his other hand slid beneath the hem of her dress and onto her underwear.
With movements every bit as forceful as hers, two fingers were thrust inside of her.
Tang Yuechen’s back arched instantly.
Yet after only a brief pause, she steadied herself and redoubled her efforts. Her hand’s movements became even more intense, with several strokes every second.
For a brief moment, the two seemed locked in a strange competition.
Tang Yuechen sat on top of him, with both of her hands violently stroking his cock, while Chen Xuan moved his fingers in and out of her pussy as his face remained buried in the softness of her enormous breasts.
Neither was willing to yield. Both gradually lost themselves in the overwhelming tide of pleasure.
Unfortunately, every moment had to come to an end.
Suddenly, Tang Yuechen’s body froze.
Then it began trembling violently, as though a powerful current had surged through every inch of her body.
"Agh! Mhm~"
A helpless moan escaped her lips as her body spasmed.
With two of his fingers still inside her, Chen Xuan immediately understood what had happened.
He felt her walls tighten around them, pulsing and squeezing instinctively as though they wished to keep them there forever.
This didn’t stop him, however. On the contrary, his pace only grew faster.
Each thrust of his fingers seemed to send another jolt racing through Tang Yuechen’s body.
She bounced unconsciously atop him, following his rhythm. Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson while ragged breaths escaped her parted lips.
Several long minutes passed before her climax finally subsided, her soft moans echoing faintly throughout the spacious hall from beginning to end.
Tang Yuechen slumped forward, her face resting against Chen Xuan’s shoulder as her body went limp.
Her warm chest pressed firmly against him, rising and falling with every labored breath.
For several seconds, neither of them spoke.
She quietly caught her breath, thinking the two of them might simply remain like this for a while longer, wrapped in each other’s embrace.
Yet just as she thought they would remain like that for a while, quietly entangled in one another, Chen Xuan took hold of her shoulders and forced her to face him.
"Senior Sister Tang, surely you don’t intend to stop here..." he said with a faint smile.
"Didn’t you ask me to help you practice? How can you cultivate the Primordial Yin Dao Cannon like this?"
He paused before adding,
"Besides..."
"Just look at what you’ve done."
As he spoke, Chen Xuan gestured between their legs.
Following his gaze, Tang Yuechen immediately came face to face with a "beast."
It stood proudly against her lower abdomen, twitching from time to time like a spear eager to pierce its target.
At the same time, a glistening layer of sticky liquid covered its lower half.
Her own juices.
Not only had they soaked his member, but they had spread across the surrounding skin as well, seemingly wishing to dye it in her colors.
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Tang Yuechen’s face. She hadn’t realized she had made such a mess.
Recalling that they were still inside the Sect Leader’s hall—the very place where she met distinguished guests and handled the sect’s most important affairs—she seemed to wake from her daze.
"Brother Chen... how about we move somewhere else? This..."
She never finished. Before another word could leave her lips, Chen Xuan gently parted them and slipped two fingers into her mouth.
Tang Yuechen’s eyes widened.
The faintly sweet yet salty taste lingering on them carried an unmistakably familiar aura.
She instantly understood which fingers those two were.
Instinctively, she tried to pull away. Before she could, however, Chen Xuan leaned close enough for his warm breath to brush against her ear.
"Senior Sister Tang, don’t be so naughty. Come on. Clean them first so we can continue."
"The Primordial Yin Dao Cannon requires the union of Yin and Yang. This much can hardly be considered proper cultivation."
He smiled teasingly.
"If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were simply using cultivation as an excuse to get yourself off."
His words caused the blush on Tang Yuechen’s face to deepen even further. The boldness she had displayed only moments earlier seemed to vanish completely.
Yet the embarrassment lasted for only a heartbeat.
Her gaze slowly swept across the hall.
Scattered documents lay across the floor. The large desk stood only a short distance away.
This was still the Acting Sect Leader’s office.
’No! I’m the Acting Sect Leader!’
Her eyes gradually sharpened.
’This is my office. How can I lose here of all places?’
’Think, Tang Yuechen. Think of all the romance novels you’ve read over the years.’
’A relationship should never be one-sided. If he is trying to dominate me...’
The moment that thought settled in her mind, the crimson tint on her cheeks gradually faded, much to Chen Xuan’s surprise.
She raised her head calmly.
Meeting his gaze without the slightest trace of hesitation, her tongue slowly began to move.
Patiently and deliberately.
It wrapped itself around his fingers, cleaning away every lingering trace of her own juices with slow, practiced motions, as though she had performed the act countless times before.
Plop.
With a soft sound, Chen Xuan was forced to withdraw his fingers.
The sticky liquid coating them had long since been replaced by her saliva, though neither of them paid it any attention.
Tang Yuechen’s expression became indifferent.
Still sitting atop Chen Xuan, she looked down at him with the composed authority expected of the Acting Sect Leader.
"It seems Junior Brother Chen doesn’t take this Acting Sect Leader seriously."
"I’m afraid I’ll have to teach you a proper lesson."
As she spoke, Tang Yuechen reached behind her toward the large desk.
With a casual sweep of her arm, she sent the documents, jade slips, brushes, and everything else scattered across its surface tumbling onto the floor.
The next instant, she grabbed Chen Xuan by his robes and pulled him upward.
The world spun.
Before Chen Xuan had time to react, their positions had completely changed.
He found himself lying atop the wooden table, completely naked.
Tang Yuechen’s clothes had also disappeared.
Her flawless body was revealed in its entirety, every inch of it looking like a perfect sculpture sculpted by the heavens.
Standing with her bare feet planted against the tabletop, she slowly lowered herself until her pussy hovered directly above his raging member.
Only a few inches separated them. Drops of liquid slid down the inside of her thigh before falling onto it.
Under ordinary circumstances, Tang Yuechen would have been too embarrassed to remain in such a position for even a moment.
Now, however, her face remained perfectly composed.
Looking down at Chen Xuan with a cold expression, she spoke up:
"Junior Brother Chen. This Sect Leader ought to discipline you."
The moment the final words left her lips, Tang Yuechen lowered herself onto his cock.