Chapter 15
Coaxing He Jun

Cui Yu’s p*n*s was hard and accurate. Before long, a layer of sweat covered Wei Zi’s body. The rapid attacks to her sensitive points make Wei Zi’s org*sms gush. Her charming p*ssy contraction strangled Cui Yu’s meat stick.

Cui Yu forced himself to calm down and pulled out his still-stiff rod. His fingers rubbed Wei Zi’s cl*t*ris to keep her org*sm going. Wei Zi, blinded by the pleasure, had her wet p*ssy lips ejecting tidal waves one after another.

Cui Yu had yet to shoot his Yuan Yang to her, and Wei Zi was unwilling to give up.

Wei Zi kissed Cui Yu, ripping his lips apart with hostile ferocity, and the smell of blood spread between their fluids.

Wei Zi’s hands grabbed Cui Yu’s hair, and her legs clamped down on Cui Yu’s big, imposing meat stick, rubbing it directly between her legs.
As she gently clamped it, the s*m*n was about to burst, and Cui Yu’s three souls seemed to be ascending to the heavens.

Wei Zi’s soft hand grabbed his rod, the tip of her thumb pressed on the eye while the other fingers teased up and down the rod.

“Not allowed to c*m.” Wei Zi said. It was a payback for not c*mm*ng onto her just now.

Cui Yu felt his lower body was about to explode, and he could do nothing about the woman riding on top of him.

Wei Zi stabbed Cui Yu’s meat stick into her honey hole when he was about to burst. And all of Cui Yu’s Yuan Yang went to Wei Zi.

At this moment, Wei Zi felt soothed. She was sucking the spiritual energy from Cui Yu’s body.

By the time Cui Yu reacted, she had sucked his spiritual energy of two small realms. Seeing that he was about to fall from the Jindan stage, Cui Yu pulled off the jade hairpin on Wei Zi’s head and stabbed it into his shoulder to wake himself up.

Then he exited Wei Zi’s body. At the moment, he was disheveled, and his face was pale. Wei Zi successfully harvested him. He reached out and held Wei Zi’s hand to take her pulse, but there was no abnormality. She was still within the level where she just built her foundation.

Wei Zi was leaning on top of the stone wall. Her hair was wet with sweat, and her clothes were unkempt.

After Cui Yu used a cleansing technique on her, he disappeared.

Wei Zi remained in the middle of the cave, flipping through the Demon Cultivation Book. At this moment, the wind turned over the pages of the book.

Wei Zi had infused all the aura from her jade bracelet into her body.

Wei Zi constantly climbed from Foundation to Enlightenment and then to Fusion. Last, she reached Heart Movement, breaking through three realms consecutively. She had already reached the peak of the Heart Movement realm.

If she could break through the Heart Movement and pass the Spirit Silence, she would be like Liu Wu and Cui Yu, who had become Jindan Stage Cultivators.

Wei Zi felt a pain in her chest and spat out a mouthful of black blood. She was puzzled and continued to flip through the book.

The book stated that the person who practiced this book must not practice any righteous techniques. Otherwise, they will become possessed.

Wei Zi understood it must be due to the righteous foundation techniques she learned in the past few days. At that time, her demonic power was still shallow. Now, when she arrived at the Heart Movement Stage, it was showing up.

She knew she wouldn’t stay in the Lin Xian Sect for too long, so she didn’t learn these righteous techniques.

“Mother.” He Jun arrived at Wei Zi’s side with anxiety.

Wei Zi hid the Demon Cultivation Book. When He Jun saw her vomiting blood, he skillfully slit and fed his blood to her mouth again. Wei Zi naturally drank it in a big gulp, feeling all the pain disappear.

“I also want ……” He Jun kissed Wei Zi, imitating Cui Yu’s actions.

Wei Zi did not notice, and He Jun pecked her lips.

Wei Zi slapped him hard with her hand. He Jun’s tender face became swollen, whimpering and crying, with teardrops falling in bunches.

“Shut up!” Wei Zi said coldly, disliking him for being noisy. He Jun decisively stopped making noise and only sobbed silently.

Wei Zi looked at his beautiful skin. Without Yuan Yang, Cui Yu would be no different from any other man. She hadn’t tried what it was like to have intercourse with an animal. Unfortunately, not today.

“Alright, don’t cry.” Wei Zi’s tender hand stroked He Jun’s cheek.