Better To Be A Demon Than Immortal (NPH) - Chapter 1

Chapter 1
Yuan Heng City (h)

Yuan Heng City bears its name after the Yuan Heng Immortal from the Lin Xian Sect was born here five hundred years ago.

The cultivation atmosphere of Yuan Heng City was dense. Every household sent people to the three major sects, Kunlun, Penglai, and Lin Xian, and some even went to the Demon Realm.

In the last few days, all the inns in Yuan Heng City have been filled with people, as it is time for the three great sects to recruit disciples once every hundred years.

Inside Gou Lan Brothel on west street, Wei Zi embraced a handsome young male prostitute while he held her against the rail.

Wei Zi’s face flushed with intoxication, smiled, and touched his face: “Lick me ……”

The man sensibly kneeled to flick open the clam and cupped her meat bead with his flexible tongue. His hot wet tongue kept smacking the cl*t.

“Ah, ah ……” Wei Zi was so comfortable that she couldn’t help but moan and accidentally touched a pot of orchids on the rail.

The orchid’s pot fell from the sky but stopped in mid-air. Cui Yu and Liu Wu looked at the flower pot that fell on them and couldn’t help but look upward.

They saw a woman wearing a goose yellow jacket with her back facing them, with two or three yellow and white camellias in her hair and her head and neck tilted upwards.

Her legs were half-open beneath her skirt, and a man was kneeling with his head buried.

Both men are cultivators who have only entered the inner circle, and the moaning sound of hookers sounded very clear to their ears. Although they have been cultivating for decades, they have never had s*x, and they can’t help but blush.

Flower pot firmly flew up to the rail again. Wei Zi, who was disturbed, could not help but look down, only to see two beautiful men dressed in white robes looking at her.

The two men had a fairy-like appearance and must be cultivators who came here, so she stopped looking at the two men, patted the man underneath her, and walked in.

“Senior brother, she’s so pretty.” Liu Wu regained his senses only after the two people had left. His earlobes were red, blurting out something from his heart.

“Junior brother, we are cultivators. Cultivators abstain from love and desire to reach the heavenly Dao. You shall not say these words in front of Master Teacher.” Cui Yu said, his face as usual at the moment.

Wei Zi returned home earlier today. She lived alone in a large courtyard on East Street. Her maternal grandmother and mother went off to cultivate immortality. Her maternal grandfather and father was the one who raised her. A few years ago, both of them died, leaving her alone. Luckily, they left a lot of money.

Wei Zi returned to her room to feed the emerald-colored kingfisher in the cage with water. She used one of her feathers to press on its wound.

The bird jumped up and down and let out a hoarse cry.

“Told you to behave, or you won’t even get water.”

“Zi’er, where have you been? I’ve been waiting for you here all day.” A male voice grumbled, hugging Wei Zi from behind.

Wei Zi smelled the pungent smell and knew the visitor was Lian Sheng, the actor she had recently kept. The man kissed her neck and said, “Smells like alcohol. You met those bitches!”

“Where did they better than me? Am I uglier than them?” Lian Sheng grimaced and gnashed his teeth in a sultry manner, then looped Wei Zi over to look at his feminine, delicate face.

“Let me serve you.” Lian Sheng said, then hurriedly undid Wei Zi’s short shirt and skirt. Then, carefully placed her on the bed.

Infatuation filled Lian Sheng’s face. His thin lips kissed Wei Zi’s cheeks bit by bit, from her face to her belly. He buried his head between Wei Zi’s legs and licked her cl*t*ris.

Wei Zi gasped and drifted into ecstasy as she grabbed Lian Sheng’s hair with both hands. Lian Sheng sensed that she was in the mood, so he grabbed the softness on her chest, rubbing and twisting them with his lips.

Lian Sheng’s hand continued to press against her pearls, and a puddle was formed underneath Wei Zi, the nectar of her p*ssy gurgling out.

“Ah, ah ……” Wei Zi moaned, biting down on his shoulder.

Lian Sheng felt pain and licked her earlobe, saying, “Zi’er, can I come in?”

Wei Zi nodded in a daze. Lian Sheng’s reddish giant thing had long stood ready. He opened Wei Zi’s honey hole and plunged right in.

Wei Zi’s eyes flashed a trace of evil, and the transparent jade bracelet on her hand bubbled out cold air. She was exceptionally excited, directly sending her body forward to wrap the meat stick in her flesh p*ssy.

“Ah …… Zi’er, you clipped me so tight, you want to clip me to death ……” Lian Sheng only felt that countless small mouths were sucking up his essence.

The bird in the cage jumped up and down in a frenzy.

The thick red rod thrust into the flesh hole, and the tingling pleasure from the swelling with the continuous pounding traveled into Wei Zi’s backbone, stimulating her to ejaculate her water.

After four or five more spurts of nectar, Wei Zi climbed to the top. Lian Sheng kissed her cheek and said, “Zi’er, I’m c*mming ……”

Wei Zi nodded, and Lian Sheng pulled his rod out to shoot outside.

After Lian Sheng scrubbed Wei Zi’s body clean, he covered her with the quilt. His face suddenly started to ache, so he rushed to the bronze mirror to take a look, only to see black spots rising on his face.

He didn’t dare to stay, fearing Wei Zi would discover his secret. After coming to Yuan Heng City, he felt he had lost his yang energy faster. He had squandered his previous yang energy in less than half a month.

In the past few days, many immortal cultivators came and left the city, and if he were not careful enough, they would catch him.