The Jade Faced Cuck-Chapter 13: The Name They Gave Him
Chapter 13: The Name They Gave Him
Lin Mu wasn't trying to eavesdrop.
He had been walking the garden path beneath the glass bloom trees, following the curve toward the Spirit Springs. It was quiet—until he heard laughter from the other side of the jade fence. Soft voices, unmistakably female.
He slowed.
"I heard she let him do it twice last week," one said.
"You mean Jin Rui?"
"No, her husband," another giggled. "He sat right there while Jin Rui ruined her. Didn't even try to stop it."
"That's just what he does now. He watches. Cleans. I heard he even licked her the next morning and tasted both of them."
The first voice laughed again. "He's so pretty though. That face... mm."
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"That's why we call him the Jade-Faced Cuck, right? Looks like an immortal, but he can't even make a woman moan."
They all laughed.
The world tilted.
Lin Mu stopped walking. His chest felt tight. Cold.
Jade-Faced... Cuck?
He turned away, heart pounding. He didn't run, but each step felt hollow. Robotic.
In his quarters, he sat in silence. The name echoed in his head.
Not just the name.
Their voices.
Their laughter.
They were the admired ones. Inner sect beauties. Women who once blushed when he passed. Who whispered behind fans, not to mock, but to dream.
Now they used him as a joke.
A handsome failure.
A beautiful cuckold.
His jaw clenched. His chest burned.
And yet...
His cock twitched.
His Qi stirred.
The Devouring Shame Sutra pulsed deep in his dantian. The emotional pain—raw, humiliating, unforgettable—converted to power. Slowly, silently, his cultivation flared.
He gasped.
He felt it.
A breakthrough.
His Core trembled. Expanded.
He wasn't meditating. He wasn't even prepared.
But the shame was enough.
Jade-Faced Cuck.
The words made him want to disappear. But they also made him hard.
And powerful.
He hated it.
Loved it.
He whispered the name to himself once, just to test it.
His cock throbbed.
And the Sutra answered.
