Aromatic Flesh

Chapter 113.2: Demon Sect Leader’s Holy Maiden Concubine (5)

Dong Qian, Xi Yong and Nan Qiu¹ emerged successively from the inner room. Similar to the Sect Master – Jia Ling, the appellations of the four Hall Masters have been passed down through generations for centuries.

This generation’s East Hall Master – Dong Qian, possessed a mixed heritage, with half-Hu ancestry². He sported chestnut-coloured long curly hair, tied low at the back of his head with a leather cord adorned with red agate beads. Rather than a crisp and tidy hairstyle, his look exudes a sense of relaxed charm and exotic allure.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Compared to the people from the Central Plains, he had features that were deeper but not as sharply defined as those of the Hu people. His grey-blue eyes had been as gentle as a midsummer night’s breeze over the sea, and his fair skin had been intentionally tanned to a wheat-like hue. A broad, well-defined chest had peeked out from the deep neckline of his clothes, its alluring colour resembling the amber of the Western Regions.

In contrast to Dong Qian, the West Hall Master – Xi Yong, lacked the wild yet gentle demeanour. He presented himself as a rugged man with a meticulously groomed appearance. His hair was neatly tied back with a jade hairpin, stray hairs tamed with hair oil and combed neatly with a comb. His square-shaped face featured thick eyebrows, large eyes, a prominent nose, moderately thick lips, and a subtle dimple on his chin. Along with his robust physique, he consistently radiated a strong sense of masculine appeal.

Meanwhile, the South Hall Master – Nan Qiu was a unique figure among the four. Unlike Bei Hua’s intriguing charm, Dong Qian’s exotic allure, or Xi Yong’s rugged strength, Nan Qiu embodied the qualities of a cultured scholar from the Jiangnan region. He carried himself with a refined and subtle grace, nurtured by a love for literature. His slender physique, fair complexion, rosy lips, and flawless features were pleasing to the eye, exuding an air of elegance and sophistication that set him apart from the martial world.

The four Hall Masters were outstanding in appearance and possessed strong martial skills. Nan Qiu and Dong Qian had inherited their positions from the previous sect leader when the sect was founded. Bei Hua and Xi Yong, on the other hand, had grown up alongside Jia Ning and served him from a young age.

“You can’t even allow us to enjoy the pleasures of a woman in peace, how disappointing.” Dong Qian complained, scratching his neck and shooting a meaningful look at Jia Ning, who was casually fanning himself. His tone and expression clearly conveyed his disappointment.

Jia Ning responded with a knowing look, suggesting that there might be more enjoyable experiences yet to come. “If my calculations are correct, the real enjoyment lies ahead. Hall Masters, it might be wise to conserve your energy and await the Sect Master’s summons.” He remarked cryptically.

Nan Qiu tapped his chin with the fan, looking pensive. After a moment, he spoke with uncertainty and a hint of disbelief, “Could it be that we’re being urgently called back to the valley for that particular matter?”

Jia Ning nodded while casually waving his fan. As he noticed the four Hall Masters lost in thought, he began to feel their presence was bothersome. He gestured as if to politely send them on their way.

The group needed some time to process the recently confirmed information. Even Bei Hua, who typically enjoyed banter, remained silent. They all left the Mirage Pavilion together and headed back to the front hall for some well-deserved rest.

“Ning……” A tender and seductive voice called out from the inner room, with a husky charm that hinted at the satisfaction after certain physical activities.

“Ah Luo.” Upon hearing the voice, Jia Ning quickly entered the inner room, where he found a messy bed with a naked person lying on it. Thick, white liquid was visibly seeping out between her long and slender legs.

Jia Ning hurried to her side, gently lifting her head onto his lap. A thin, musky-scented white fluid trickled from her rosy, petite mouth. The woman, known as Jia Luo, extended her fragrant tongue to lick her lips, savouring the thick liquid in her mouth. Then, she reached out with her soft, pale arms, using both hands to caress Jia Ning’s cheeks. Slowly, she raised her upper body, and they shifted into a face-to-face position, locking eyes with each other.

Two faces, mirror images of each other, their noses nearly touching, and their breaths mingling in the tight space between them. Their scents even seemed alike.

They were twins, being the older brother – Jia Ning served as the Left Guardian, while Jia Luo, the younger sister served as the Right Guardian to Jia Ling, and had been the only woman who had risen above the four great Hall Masters ever since the inception of the Shen Dai Sect.

“Did they hurt you?” Jia Ning gently asked his sister with a soft expression.

Jia Luo shook her head and wrapped her arms around Jia Ning’s neck, hugging him tightly.

Despite her higher rank compared to the four great hallmasters, she lacked the power to take on all of them at once. Therefore, she had become a tool for them, used for detoxification and dual cultivation. In fact, performing dual cultivation with a woman who shared the same martial arts lineage, and inner power techniques that matched their strength was undeniably satisfying.

“Jia Luo, it won’t be long now.” Jia Ning softly reassured her while gently patting her back.

What’s going on 👀 Are they plotting something?! 🤯

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