Chapter 252: Chapter 252: Training Room

He led her toward the side chamber he had carved the previous night during a break from his indulgence with Ling Lin and Jing Lu.

It wasn’t large… just a bit bigger than the bed area, where he could only fit the bed with barely any extra space to move around.

At the sight of the crude wooden door, Ning Jianli lowered her head slightly and silently stepped inside.

Watching this obedient woman sway her seductive hips unintentionally, Li Feng grinned and followed her in.

Soon, they were alone in the small space as Ning Jianli stood there and wait for his instructions.

His gaze swept over her beautiful face

Her sharp eyes and serious expression, then down to her large breasts barely contained beneath her robe.

Her slender waist and the full plump curves of her peach-like rear.

Li Feng couldn’t help but smirk.

He had never imagined such an extraordinary woman would become his sword maid.

Now that she was his sword maid…there was no need to pretend or go through many complicated processes.

He only needed to give the command, and she would… obediently part her thighs for him.

It was, after all, now one of her duties as his sword maid.

Once inside,

Spiritual stones could be seen embedded in the tone walls as it emitted a faint glow, bathing the small chamber in soft dimly lit light.

There was no bed here, only a large sturdy wooden chair positioned at the far end of the space.

Yet strangely enough, the room felt a little more spacious than expected.

It was at least bigger than the bed room.

Ning Jianli could felt even she could even run around in here if she wanted.

Li Feng closed the crude wooden door behind them, then turned to survey the area with a satisfied smile.

This was his… training area.

A place he had planned to personally… train that group of female disciples.

It was still unfinished as he had only manage to craft a few equipment for…training purpose.

But it seemed Ning Jianli would be the first guest today and those few equipment should be enough for now.

Ning Jianli glanced back at him and slowly began to undo the sash of her robe.

Before she could go further, Li Feng gently caught her hands, stopping her.

He stepped closer and wrapped his arms around her in a slow, possessive hug.

“Keep it on,” he murmured against her ear. “I want to do it while you remain clothed.”

He whispered the words against her ear as he inhaled her intoxicating fragrance.

His hands slid down to claim both of her soft, plump peaches, molding them firmly before spreading them apart and playing with the supple flesh as though it were his personal toy.

Ning Jianli nodded silently, accepting his advance without resistance.

A quiet relief also bloomed in her heart…simply because she had managed to fulfill her duty as his sword maid.

Feeling his hands knead and shape her rear, she parted her lips.

“Senior Brother… do you want to start with my mouth?” she asked, her tone completely serious as though the question carried no shame at all.

She was simply offering what he might prefer.

Li Feng shook his head.

His hands slipped inside the folds of her robe, finding bare skin at last and squeezing the plump flesh directly.

“No,” he murmured, voice thick with desire.

“I want to insert it now.”

Jing Lu had already serviced him with her mouth not long ago so right now, he craved the tight wet and warmth inside Ning Jianli instead.

Ning Jianli gave another small nod.

She shifted her stance slightly and parting her thighs just enough to grant him easier access below.

Suddenly,

squelch…

Her serious expression faltered.

A faint blush crept across her cheeks as she felt a finger slide smoothly into her most precious place and begin to explore, stirring her inside into wetness.

At that moment, Li Feng leaned in and captured her lips in a kiss.

Slurp…

There was no gentleness in the way he claimed her mouth… only raw, impatient desire for her body.

But Ning Jianli’s eyes curved into crescent moon as she inwardly smile.

She didn’t mind at all.

Because this hunger simply meant he craved her mortal body.

As a sword maid, being desired so fiercely by her master was something to be proud of.

It meant she was performing her duty well.

After working her inside until she was slick and ready, Li Feng finally withdrew his finger and released her mouth.

A glistening string of saliva connected his lips to hers for a moment before snapping.

The same wetness coated his finger, shining faintly in the dim spiritual glow.

His breathing grew rough and heavy as he stared at Ning Jianli’s flushed face….her serious composure now softened by desire, cheeks pink, lips parted and swollen from his kiss.

With a low, animalistic growl, he seized her wrist and dragged her toward the large wooden chair at the far end of the chamber.

He pushed her hands down onto the seat, forcing her to bend forward in a deeply seductive arc with her back curved, hips presented like a fine feast.

Impatiently, Li Feng took off his own robe, letting it fall to the floor.

His already hardening length sprang free, thick and veined, throbbing with desire for battle.

Ning Jianli could feel the scorching heat of it radiating behind her.

Without hesitation, she cooperated fully as she began bracing her palms against the chair seat, spreading her legs wider to offer herself completely.

Even though she had taken him many times before.

A faint flutter of nervousness and small anticipation still stirred in her chest at the thought of that thick thing stretching her inside open once more.

Li Feng rolled the hem of her robe upward, bunching the fabric around her waist to reveal the pale, plump perfection of her peach-like rear.

Smack.

A sharp, playful slap landed on one cheek, making the white flesh jiggle enticingly.

Then,

He spread her glistening petals with one hand while guiding his swollen tip with the other, aligning himself perfectly.

Squelch…

“…Ah~”

Ning Jianli let out a soft, involuntary moan as the hot, thick, veined flesh slowly pushed inside, stretching her tight walls inch by inch.

“Ohh~… this feels great.”

Li Feng groaned, voice thick with raw satisfaction as he savored the tight and wet wriggling flesh enveloping his little brother.

He continue to pushed deeper as his thick length sinking into that slick, clinging petal.

The wriggling inner walls massaged him greedily, fluttering and squeezing around every veiny length as if trying to pull him in further.

Plap…

With one final thrust, his hips slammed against her pale and flush cheek as it ripple beautifully.

Now,

His entire length disappeared inside her until his pelvis pressed firmly against the soft cushion of her peach-like rear.

Ning Jianli bit down on her lower lip, stifling the overwhelming sensation of being so completely filled.

A faint suffocating sense of fullness filled her stomach, yet she held her posture perfectly steady…as her hands remain on the chair with her back arched, legs spread wide.

After lingering for a long moment to relish the exquisite tightness gripping his little brother, Li Feng finally began to move.

His large hands clamped around her slender, delicate waist.

His fingers possessively digging into the soft flesh as he started thrusting in earnest.

Plap…

Plap…

Plap…

“Uh~… Mhm~… Ha~…”

Suppressed moans slipped from Ning Jianli’s lips with every powerful thrust.

The blunt head of his little brother kept nudging insistently against the entrance to her womb, sending jolts of pleasure through her body.

Li Feng paid no attention to her efforts to restrain her voice.

He simply picked up the pace, hips snapping forward harder and faster until the resounding wet slap of flesh meeting flesh echoed through the dim, glowing chamber.

In this hidden side room carved inside a cave, the scene unfolded like something forbidden yet inevitable…

…A beautiful sword disciple, poised, disciplined, and deadly in battle….now bent over a crude wooden chair.

Her robe hiked up, body rocking rhythmically as she was simply being used for pure mortal indulgence.

Plap!

Plap!

Plap!

“Hah~…?Ahh~…!Ahh~”

“Ugh…damnit, this feels too good.”

Li Feng growled under his breath, feeling that tight and wet flesh enveloping his little brother.

His breathing turn ragged and uneven as he drove into her relentlessly.

Looking down at the obedient woman beneath him…bent over, trembling slightly, yet holding her position perfectly.

Li Feng’s breathing grew even rougher, chest heaving with barely restrained hunger.

After shaking his hips and losing himself in that addictive wet friction for several long minutes.

He felt the familiar rising sensation at the base of his spine.

He paused his thrusts abruptly.

His hips still push against her plush rear.

Suddenly,

Li Feng one hand left the delicate curve of her waist and slid down to hook under the toned, firm muscle of her thigh.

…E-Eh?”

Ning Jianli blinked in surprise at the sudden shift.

In an instant, her posture changed slightly.

She was still bent forward over the chair, but now with one leg lifted high and hooked over his arm.

Right now, she was in a position that could only be described as…

…like a dog doing its business.

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