Playboy in the City-Chapter 39: The Mysterious Power of Life and Death
A check for one million and the benefits brought by Xiao Huiyun elevated the atmosphere at the dining table to its peak.
In her delight, Lin Jingyi opened another bottle of wine. Lin Ruixin drank a little more than the previous night and returned to her room, her pretty face flushed.
Slightly tipsy, Lin Jingyi reclined on the sofa. Her lazy demeanor was incredibly alluring, like a fiery spring blossom in full bloom.
"Xiao Yang, wait for me in your room after your shower."
Lin Jingyi lightly teased Chen Yang with her beautiful foot, her mesmerizing eyes locked on his. "Once I’ve cleaned up and Xin Xin is asleep, I’ll come over to find you."
"Tonight, Auntie will give you an unforgettable night."
As she spoke, Lin Jingyi’s gaze grew increasingly fiery.
He had no doubt that if Lin Ruixin weren’t home, Lin Jingyi would have already pounced on him.
He smiled and nodded. "Auntie, I’m so looking forward to it."
Glancing at Lin Ruixin’s tightly closed door, he reached out, lifted Lin Jingyi’s other exquisite foot, and brought it to his lips for a kiss.
"You little rascal, hmph. And you don’t even mind if they’re dirty."
Lin Jingyi rested her cheek on her hand, watching Chen Yang kiss her foot. She put on a charmingly pouty expression and extended her fragrant tongue to lick her red lips, exuding a mature woman’s allure. She looked as if she was begging to be pressed down and thoroughly ravished.
"Alright, Xiao Yang, stop kissing. If you keep going, I won’t be able to hold back."
Lin Jingyi took a deep breath, withdrawing her foot from Chen Yang’s hand. She also pulled back the other foot that had been resting on his leg.
She knew that if she didn’t retract them, this greedy boy would end up sucking on her little toes. That couldn’t happen; she couldn’t bear to let Chen Yang do such a thing.
"Auntie, you smell so good," Chen Yang chuckled, his gaze reluctant to let go.
「...」
When Chen Yang came out of the shower, he didn’t see Lin Jingyi. He had no idea what she had gone off to do after cleaning up.
Returning to his room, he felt the abundant Yin Yuan Power within his Dantian. Without hesitation, he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate and refine it, fusing it with his Yang Yuan to transform it into his own strength.
Through the Green Jade transmission, he had come to understand the nature of the Yin Yang Power created by fusing Yin Yuan with Yang Yuan. It was the Profound Breath of Life and Death.
It was a sacred art of healing: Yang for life, Yin for death. His right hand would command life, and his left, death. With the Profound Breath of Life and Death, not even the King of Hell could take away someone he wished to save. Of course, he was nowhere near that level yet. He needed to dual-cultivate with more women to accumulate more Yin Yuan for refinement, fusing it with his Yang energy to increase his strength and eventually reach that realm.
Chen Yang was filled with anticipation.
BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ.
However, just as he sat on the bed, hands forming a Hand Seal to enter a state of cultivation, his phone suddenly vibrated, interrupting him.
"Who would be sending me a message at this hour?"
With a sigh, Chen Yang picked up his phone.
"This... Holy fuck..."
He opened the phone, and upon seeing the messages in the chat app, his blood began to boil. The Black Dragon below him immediately reared its head.
On his screen, a completely naked, petite beauty was striking various enticing poses on a bed with wedding photos hanging on the wall above it. The picture that overwhelmed Chen Yang the most was one of her in an ’M’ pose, her hands fiercely spreading open her lovely, hidden valley. The photo was so well-lit that it clearly captured the shimmering, moist movements within.
"Aunt Xiao Rong, you’re so damn wild."
The petite beauty in the photos was none other than Ma Xiaorong. Looking at the wedding photos hanging above her made Chen Yang’s heart pound with a forbidden thrill. The sight stirred a primal fire within him, making him wish he could teleport through the phone, gaze at her wedding photo, and conquer this sexy, petite enchantress.
DING.
Just then, a voice message arrived. Chen Yang eagerly played it.
"Xiao Yang, did you see? It’s all stretched out from you, it won’t even close... If my husband tried to enter me now, he’d get lost inside. Even two of him, or three, couldn’t fill me up. You invaded and bullied me until I’m all loose, you bad boy."
"Little rascal, no one’s home. Don’t you want to come over?"
"If you come, I’ll wear my wedding ring and my wedding dress. You can ravage me on my wedding bed while looking at our wedding photos hanging above me, okay?"
Chen Yang felt a wave of heat wash over him as he listened. Ma Xiaorong, this petite and exquisite woman, was an incredible seductress. He truly hadn’t expected her to pull a stunt like this so late at night.
"What? Missing my big treasure already?" Chen Yang replied, fighting back the searing lust.
"Mmhmm, I miss it. I miss it so, so much, you little rascal. Without your big treasure filling me up, how am I supposed to get through the night? It’s torture."
Ma Xiaorong’s reply was instantaneous.
"Aunt Xiao Rong, if I really go over there, you won’t be able to get out of bed for work tomorrow."
"I don’t care. For your big treasure, I’d gladly skip work."
"..."
He had to admit, this kind of teasing through the screen gave him a strange kind of psychological thrill. He had never experienced anything like it before.
"Xiao Yang, look, I’m already getting wet. It’s so slippery and slick, and there’s so much of it. My fingers make a sound when I move them. Listen..."
SQUELCH, SQUELCH, SQUELCH...
Ma Xiaorong was truly feeling empty. She sent Chen Yang a video of herself. The tempting scene—spread open, rosy, and glistening, her fingers a blur—made him want to fly over there and fiercely satisfy her.
Unfortunately, with a more alluring aunt and a heart-meltingly sweet cousin at home, he couldn’t possibly go.
They chatted for a while longer. Spurred on by Chen Yang’s suggestive words, Ma Xiaorong reached the climax she desired, and they ended their conversation. Honestly, Chen Yang was starting to really enjoy this way of chatting and teasing. There were no barriers; he could say whatever he wanted. The feeling was incredible. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
"She’s satisfied, but I’m left agonizingly aroused."
Looking at the twitching Black Dragon, stirred by his surging Yang Yuan, Chen Yang gave a bitter smile and shook his head. "I hope Xin Xin falls asleep quickly so Auntie can come and put out this fire."
He pushed the thought away, tossed his phone aside, and sat cross-legged once more. He pressed down on his Black Dragon with both hands, formed a Hand Seal, and began circulating his Cultivation Technique.
Instantly, the abundant Yin Yuan in his Dantian was mobilized, merging with his Yang Yuan and slowly transforming into a thin wisp of the Profound Breath of Life and Death.
BUZZ.
Gradually, a faint, unique Spiritual Light began to ripple around Chen Yang. Dots of Spiritual Light swirled around him like fireflies, making him look like a transcendent Immortal.
Time passed.
CLICK.
The door to Chen Yang’s room creaked open.
A graceful figure slipped into the room like a thief. Without pausing, she climbed onto the bed and reached out to grasp the Black Dragon nestled in the valley...
