Banshee Family Training Record

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"How could you be like this?" She chuckled, trying to sound nonchalant, but the tremor in her voice betrayed her genuine shyness. "Asking such a question, and then saying you're not a lecher..."

Yun Chu'an chuckled softly, his large hand continuing to caress and play with her breasts, while his mouth gently blew into her ear, saying, "How could that be, big sister? I'm just worried about you, afraid that I might accidentally hurt you..."

As he spoke, he slowly moved his buttocks backward.

"Um……"

Ye Jinglan's beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and an expression of enjoyment appeared on her delicate face. Her breathing gradually became heavier, clearly indicating that she was feeling very comfortable.

Yun Chu'an pretended not to understand, gently thrusting in and out of her wet passage while whispering in her ear, "Big sister, how about this? Does it hurt?"

Ye Jinglan felt shy, but still answered softly, "It doesn't hurt..."

"Then..." Yun Chu'an gently stroked her temple, tenderly caressing her, but his question was far from over, "Is it comfortable?"

Ye Jinglan spat, about to curse him, when Yun Chu'an suddenly increased the amplitude of his movements slightly—

"Oh--"

Unable to control herself, the woman let out a pleasant moan, her body tensing slightly, clearly enjoying the sensation.

This blow seemed to strike her heart, completely melting away the angry curse that was about to escape her lips, leaving her unable to utter another word.

She squinted slightly, turned her head to look at his face, and for a moment forgot her shyness, whispering in his ear, "Mmm, it feels good."

She regretted those words as soon as they left her mouth. Although she didn't consider herself the kind of lustful woman who felt incredibly aroused during sex, saying those words seemed to confirm that.

Her face flushed, she tried to explain and salvage her shattered image and dignity, but as soon as she opened her mouth, a melodious moan escaped from her rosy lips: "Ah..."

It's Yun Chuan who's up to his tricks.

His waist continued to exert force, maintaining the sudden increase in rhythm as he thrust, stimulating the woman's sensitive spots.

Waves of pleasurable sensations washed over Ye Jinglan's mind. The woman was utterly unable to resist the overwhelming pleasure, moaning and panting incessantly. Her attempts to explain became fragmented: "Don't misunderstand... ah... I was just... oh... responding to you..."

Her words were cut off by a groan, and with that seductive sound, her explanation seemed to only make things worse. The more she said it, the more she seemed to appear as a lustful and wanton woman who was addicted to sex.

Upon hearing this, Yun Chu'an's lips curled into a wicked smile. He maintained the rhythm of his thrusts, one after another, his waist and abdomen slamming against her pert buttocks, his large hands still kneading her breasts, his fingers pinching and gently rubbing one of her engorged, hard, rosy nipples.

A tingling, itchy sensation rose from above her nipple, traveling all the way to Ye Jinglan's mind, stimulating her nerves and making her even more excited.

At the same time, Yun Chu'an whispered in her ear, his voice like a devil's murmur: "I know, I know, eldest sister..."

"Eldest sister is a pure and upright woman, not lustful at all. Eldest sister only experienced pleasure in dual cultivation..."

He kept chanting, his lower body moving without stopping, continuing to provide Ye Jinglan with pleasure. The wonderful sensations lingered in Ye Jinglan's mind, making her shy, yet even more addicted.

At the same time, Yun Chu'an's words entered her mind, causing her brain to buzz and tremble. Logically speaking, what he said should all be true, and it was what she wanted to hear. She didn't want to be misunderstood as some kind of lewd and lustful woman.

However, her intuition told her that there was something... off about these seemingly normal words that were trying to exonerate her.

what happened?

She was unsure, and just as she was about to ponder it, Yun Chu'an's next thrust, the exquisite pleasure instantly shattering her ability to think, preventing her from investigating further. She simply moaned and groaned, expressing her agreement: "Mmm...yes..."

Yun Chu'an's wicked grin grew even more unrestrained. He continued to fondle his elder sister's breasts, and whispered in Ye Jinglan's ear, "Yes, that's what I think too. Elder sister isn't a little pervert, nor is she a female wolf... Elder sister is even less likely to be a lustful little slut..."

He thrust his hips, gradually increasing the speed of his movements. Pleasure accumulated within him, bringing him closer to the brink of release. As a result, he increased the speed of his thrusts, allowing even more pleasure to accumulate within Ye Jinglan.

Meanwhile, he continued to utter those devilish whispers: "Big sister just... enjoys the pleasure of dual cultivation, that absolutely cannot be used to prove that big sister is a lustful woman..."

He continued speaking, one sentence after another. Ye Jinglan listened, her nerves on edge, her hair standing on end. At this moment, even without carefully analyzing the situation, this woman could already realize that Yun Chu'an was definitely not comforting her; he was deliberately flirting with her!

This man has so many flirting tricks up his sleeve!

Her face flushed crimson, she spat, and hurriedly said, "No...no...don't say it...oh..."

Her moans were continuous, and for a moment even her rebuttals were broken and incoherent, unable to be expressed accurately.

Stimulated by these lewd words, she became increasingly agitated and excited, about to reach another climax—

This time, Yun Chu'an wouldn't listen to her. He put his mouth close to her ear and whispered, "No, I'm going to keep talking."

"Big sister isn't a lecher, big sister isn't a little pervert, not a female wolf, not a little slut..."

He spoke each word in turn, while his movements continued to accelerate, his waist and abdomen repeatedly slamming against her buttocks, causing her buttocks to ripple and her whole body to tremble. Her tender breasts, hanging naturally in front of her chest, swayed back and forth, each one vying to stimulate his nerves, bringing him to the brink of climax.

Ye Jinglan felt her hair stand on end, her lips trembled slightly, and she wanted to scream. However, under the stimulation of pleasure, she didn't know whether what she let out was a shameful scream or a natural moan after being driven to orgasm by pleasure: "Ah ...

Her whole body was tense; she had clearly reached orgasm.

Yun Chu'an could no longer hold back. As the beautiful woman beneath him reached the peak of pleasure, he embraced her sweat-drenched body and released his thick, viscous essence, pouring it all into the deepest part of her body—

Ye Jinglan raised her head slightly, her eyes glazed over by the pleasure, and for a moment she didn't know where she was or what the world was like.

She was simply lost in the immense pleasure, swimming in the ocean of joy of being with the man she loved, and no longer remembered who she was.

Yun Chu'an embraced her sweaty body tightly from behind, kissing her cheek repeatedly and tenderly.

Ye Jinglan snapped out of her daze, turned her head and gently returned his kiss, cuddling tenderly with him.

She slowly turned around, embracing him directly, her naked body pressed against his, her two firm, elastic breasts pressed against his thick chest, as if still yearning to be intimate with him. The love in that gesture moved Yun Chu'an deeply, and he enjoyed it even more.

Chapter 671 Tenderness, and the Morning Afterwards

His hands embraced the woman's waist, caressing her slender waist and pert buttocks, drawing her closer to him.

Even during their tender moments, he didn't forget to check on the woman's condition. He hadn't forgotten to circulate his cultivation techniques to help her recover and heal. So, even though the two of them appeared satisfied and exhausted afterward, their spiritual energy was actually quite abundant. After a short period of seclusion to heal their injuries, they would be able to fully recover.

Realizing this, after a brief moment of tenderness, Yun Chu'an took out a large robe from his storage bag, wrapped it around her naked body, then put away his Nine Meridians Thunderstrike Wood Heart, turned around and went down the mountain to a clear stream.

After a quick wash, the two returned to the mountaintop forest, found a clearing, set up a perimeter, crawled into their tent, and fell asleep in each other's arms.

After a day of ups and downs, and the intense lovemaking that had just taken place, exhaustion had long since filled Ye Jinglan's mind.

Nestled in her lover's warm embrace, she quickly drifted off to sleep, her breathing steady as she drifted into a deep slumber.

While Yun Chu'an was embracing his eldest sister and enjoying a peaceful sleep, at the same time, thousands of miles away, in the rear of the Qin Kingdom.

This is a remote little town, but on the outskirts of this town, there is a terracotta army factory of the Qin army.

This is an open-air work area enclosed by a magic array, where countless cultivators are working: some are digging soil, some are mixing it with yellow sand, some are casting spells to condense it together, and some are shaping these materials into rough prototypes of terracotta warriors.

Their faces were etched with exhaustion, yet none dared to run away. Their faces were covered in horrifying tattoos, meaning that if they dared to escape, the overseers here could take their lives at any moment.

They performed arduous corvée labor here, working day and night, all to forge more weapons for the Qin state, so that the King of Qin could establish his own empire.

The saying goes, "One general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand soldiers." These dead lives are not only those of soldiers on both sides, but also the blood and sweat of countless servicemen who work tirelessly day and night in the rear.

"Hurry up, you bunch of lazybones and good-for-nothings! You've delayed the King of Qin's great cause, and none of you will get away with this!"

The obese overseer brandished his long whip and lashed it across the back of a monk who was a step too slow, eliciting a painful howl from the latter.

However, he was still not satisfied, spitting and cursing, as if only in this way could he satisfy his violent sadistic desires: "The King of Qin's hegemony has only just taken its first step. This is a grand undertaking that can be remembered for thousands of years. If it is delayed because of your laziness, no one will have a good time!"

After venting his anger, the guy finally let out a long breath, then turned to look to the side, where a group of female cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage were meticulously carving several rough terracotta warriors, engraving magic arrays on them to give them at least the strength of the Foundation Establishment stage.

Among the female cultivators, one girl stood out.

She was short and of average build, with her jet-black hair tied in two pretty pigtails. Her face wasn't particularly pretty either, and her left cheek was also etched with a tattoo used to control her.

But for some reason, the fat overseer always felt that she naturally exuded a charming aura that he admired very much, and even had an urgent desire to promote her, recommend her to his superiors, and send her to the capital, to those arsenals with better prospects and more important positions.

Well, perhaps it's because this girl works so efficiently that it aroused my appreciation for her talent.

As the fat supervisor was thinking this, he saw the girl take a carving knife and make a couple of small cuts on the chest of the terracotta warrior, outlining a nearly perfect circular breastplate.

She added a couple more strokes, and the Heart-Protecting Mirror instantly gained a terrifying defensive power capable of blocking a full-force attack from a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Such perfect work only amplified the fat supervisor's admiration. He stood up, walked to the girl's side, and said slowly, "I remember, your name is 'Liu Ying,' right?"

The girl with pigtails was flattered and bowed her head, saying, "Your Excellency, 'Liu Ying' is indeed my name. Thank you so much for remembering me..."

The chubby supervisor said, "My memory is excellent, but my brain never remembers the names of useless people. Keep it up, do a good job, and when you complete ten more terracotta warriors of this caliber, I'll write you a letter of recommendation and send you to Xianyang to personally forge the most elite warriors for His Majesty the King of Qin!"

"When His Majesty conquers the world and is crowned Emperor, you will be a great contributor, enjoying endless wealth and glory!" (You Lin is gone, I'm empty, you Lin is gone...)

He painted the serious illness in this way, and "Liu Ying" was overjoyed, expressing her gratitude profusely and shedding tears of thanks.

She lowered her head, seemingly admiring the man before her immensely, yet a strange light flickered in her eyes.

This small town is far from the front lines, especially from the front lines where the Qin and Zhao states clashed. There is almost no need to worry about Zhao cultivators secretly infiltrating and causing trouble. Therefore, their defenses and inspections are quite lax.

As a result, Ms. Liu Ying easily infiltrated the group and even performed quite well, showing a steady upward trajectory. Soon, it seemed she was about to uncover the core secrets of these terracotta warriors.

Of course, there's also a little bit of magic involved, as an auxiliary tool.

The overweight supervisor turned and left. Behind him, Ms. Liu Ying raised her head, a strange light flashing in her eyes. That light fueled a surge of pride within the overweight supervisor; such a talented person shouldn't be wasting her time in his small factory.

Hmm, I should go and submit her a promotion report right away!

The fat supervisor was ambitious; in his mind, he seemed to have already seen the grand blueprint of the Qin army's iron hooves sweeping across the Central Plains.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

When Yun Chuan woke up from his sleep, he opened his eyes and saw Ye Jinglan sleeping soundly next to him, breathing evenly.

At this moment, Ye Jinglan's elegant high ponytail had been untied, and her long, pale blue-white hair was draped down, making her sleeping face lose its usual dashing look and instead give off a more gentle feeling.

Memories of yesterday flooded his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions. But overall, he was relaxed at the moment, gazing at the older sister beside him without saying much.

Then, under his gaze, Ye Jinglan's eyelashes trembled, and she suddenly opened her eyes.

Her beautiful phoenix eyes still held a hint of confusion, as if she had just woken up from a long sleep. But when she came to her senses and clearly saw Yun Chu'an, her pupils contracted slightly.

She instantly recalled the foolish things she had done in a moment of passion yesterday, and the absurd reasons she had given to defend herself.

These thoughts swirled in her mind, making her heart pound and her face flush. Seeing the change in her expression, Yun Chu'an immediately guessed what she was thinking.

He immediately put his arm around her shoulder and said softly, "Big sister, shall we rest a little longer, or go home now?"

Ye Jinglan's throat bobbed twice. Looking at his body so close to hers, and feeling the familiar heat emanating from him that had captivated her yesterday, her heart seemed to soften again.

She gently bit her lower lip, as if making a decision, then took a deep breath and said, "Yes, let's go home."

As she spoke, she got up. She was completely naked, and as soon as she stood up, her smooth shoulders and full breasts were exposed to Yun Chu'an's gaze again. They trembled slightly with her movements, arousing a burning desire in him.

Yun Chu'an turned and got out of bed, lifting the covers. Ye Jinglan glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and noticed that he was already erect again.

The woman immediately smiled. She wasn't shy at all, unlike Zhu Yunqing who strictly adhered to etiquette. Although Ye Jinglan also came from a prominent family, she had practiced martial arts since childhood and had a forthright personality, so she was quite adaptable to this situation.

She suppressed a slight blush and whispered, "You won't admit you're a pervert..."

As she spoke, she stretched out her finger, as if to lightly flick his enormous member.

Yun Chu'an turned to dodge, saying at the same time, "That's not how it is, big sister! This is a normal physiological reaction; it happens first thing in the morning..."

He tried to explain himself, but the more he talked, the more embarrassed he became, and he hurriedly tried to put on his pants. Ye Jinglan's cheeks flushed slightly. Seeing him about to put on his clothes, a sudden idea flashed in her mind, and she called out to stop him: "Don't rush!"

Yun Chu'an stopped moving, and then saw Ye Jinglan with a curious expression, her fingers slowly approaching his enormous member: "Let me compare... um... oh my god..."

She spread her palm out flat next to his enormous member, gesturing to measure its width and length, then gasped in astonishment: "This is as big as three of my fingers side by side... and it's this long... my God..."

She kept sighing, still unable to believe that such a thick, enormous thing had been inserted into her body yesterday, into such a narrow place.

Aside from the initial pain, what I experienced afterwards was an irresistible pleasure.

Such a memory made her marvel.

Yun Chu'an looked somewhat speechless. The more Ye Jinglan sighed, the more subtly awkward he felt: "I say, big sister, you... you've never eaten pork, and you've never even seen a pig run?"

Ye Jinglan turned her face away and punched his shoulder: "Where have I seen pigs running around? I've barely even seen a man's thing many times. And I remember it should be very small, right? Why is yours... so big?"

Chapter 672 Fourth Sister did it too?

Unable to contain herself any longer, she turned back to look at him and asked, "Have you been secretly practicing some kind of Hehuan Sect technique?"

Yun Chu'an looked at his eldest sister speechlessly and said, "It's currently engorged with blood, which is why it's so big. It will naturally shrink in a while..."

Ye Jinglan stared at it intently: "How long will it take? I can wait a bit..."

She was incredibly curious, but Yun Chu'an was speechless: "If you keep staring at it like that, it will never get smaller."

Just as Ye Jinglan was about to ask what to do, Yun Chuan immediately changed the subject, saying, "Alright, alright, big sister, get up quickly. We need to hurry home and let our families know we're safe!"

He urged her on like this, and Ye Jinglan thought about it and agreed, so she stopped talking.

Next came getting up, changing clothes, and washing up. Ye Jinglan put her loose hair back up, and the lazy, gentle temperament that used to be associated with loose hair vanished without a trace. In its place, the once sharp and dashing Ye Jinglan returned.

The two went about their own business in silence. Just as they were about to finish washing up and prepare to go home, the woman suddenly spoke again, her voice earnest, saying, "Chu'an, when we get home, you don't need to say anything."

"If Qiao'er discovers anything and asks you about it, just push it all onto me, so as not to hurt the relationship between the two of you."

She said this in a heavy voice, as if she had already foreseen the worst possible future.

Upon hearing this, Yun Chu'an immediately said urgently, "Elder sister, you don't need to be like this. The main responsibility for this situation is still mine..."