Chapter 673 The New Bride Enters the Rotation! May Her Waist Be Strong!

Chapter 673: Chapter 673 The New Bride Enters the Rotation! May Her Waist Be Strong!

Excess seed dripped from Rong Xian’s chin onto the fabric between her thighs.

By the time the last weaker pulses finally faded, her entire upper body was thoroughly drenched.

Strands of white hung from her eyelashes. Her lips were glossy and coated.

The once pristine white dress now clung wetly to her skin, rendered nearly translucent in places by the sheer amount of profound yang essence that had soaked into it.

Yet the sight only made her appear even more sexy and desirable in Lin Feng’s eyes.

After all, what image could possibly beat a beautiful, newly sighted woman kneeling at his feet, completely drenched in cum from head to toe?

"Master... I..." Rong Xian’s voice was soft and hesitant, barely more than a whisper, yet the meaning behind it could not have been clearer.

She wanted to do more. Far more.

In her mind she could already see herself leaning forward, gathering the soft, heavy weight of her full bosom in both hands, and pressing Lin Feng’s thick, still glistening cock deep between those warm, snowy mounds.

She imagined the way the broad head would disappear into the tight valley of her cleavage, the way she would squeeze her breasts together and slide them up and down his length, coating her skin with the leftover essence that still clung to him.

She wanted to do every naughty thing that should happen between a man and a woman without restraint, without shame.

There would be no other man in her life. Only him.

Because of that absolute certainty, she was willing to give him everything she had... and more.

Lin Feng understood at once.

He could read the longing in her newly healed eyes, the restless heat still radiating from her body, the way her fingers twitched as if she longed to reach for him again.

"I know, Rong Xian," he said, his voice calm and steady.

"But be patient. There will always be a time for everything. Tonight... you can move to the master bedroom if you want."

The invitation was quiet, almost casual, yet the implication behind it was unmistakable.

Rong Xian had already heard the soft whispers and the obvious screams of pleasure that circulated among the other women... what took place behind the closed doors of Lin Feng’s private chambers.

There, he was pleased by those who served him. Bodies were offered.

Attention was competed for. Pleasure was given and received without restraint.

Tonight, she would become one of those women.

She would step into that room, claim her place, and offer herself fully.

A fierce blush bloomed across her cheeks and spread down her neck.

Her heart pounded so hard she was certain he could feel it. Still, she did not hesitate.

"I understand, Master," she whispered, lowering her gaze in acceptance even as anticipation and nervous excitement coiled tightly in her stomach.

***

The day passed surprisingly quickly.

After spending so much time talking with Lin Feng, Rong Xian had eventually gathered enough courage to make the request that had been troubling her heart for so long.

Lin Feng, naturally, had not made things difficult for her.

By the time night arrived, Rong Xian had finally made her way to Lin Feng’s room.

She stood outside the door for several moments, gathering her courage.

Even though she had already made her decision, actually taking that final step still made her heart beat faster.

Knock, knock.

She gently knocked on the door.

"Come in," Lin Feng’s voice came from inside.

Rong Xian took a deep breath before pushing the door open.

The moment she stepped inside, however, she immediately realized that this was going to be much more difficult than she had imagined.

Everyone was there.

Lin Feng’s women were gathered inside the spacious room, and almost every single pair of eyes immediately turned toward her.

Rong Xian froze. ℯℯ𝑙.

Her pretty face slowly became red.

She suddenly felt like she had walked into the wrong room.

"Why is everyone looking at me?"

For several seconds, nobody answered.

Then one of the women suddenly covered her mouth and giggled.

"It seems like we have another sister wife joining us in Lin Feng’s bed tonight."

The room immediately erupted in laughter.

Rong Xian’s face became even redder.

"S-Sister wife?!"

She almost turned around and ran away.

Another woman smiled mischievously.

"I knew this would happen sooner or later."

She looked at Lin Feng before glancing back at Rong Xian.

"Any beautiful woman who stays close to Lin Feng eventually ends up becoming one of us."

"That’s right!"

"Think about it. She is beautiful, talented, and has been living in Lin Feng’s private cultivation world. How could she possibly escape?"

"Exactly. We all knew this day would come."

Rong Xian stood there awkwardly, her hands nervously gripping the sleeves of her robes.

"It’s not like that..."

Her voice was so quiet that barely anyone could hear it.

Unfortunately for her, that only made the women laugh harder.

Lin Feng could only shake his head helplessly.

"You people are teasing her too much."

Tang Jingyan smiled.

"We’re only joking."

She then walked over to Rong Xian and gently took her hand.

"Welcome, Rong Xian."

Her voice was warm and sincere.

"Don’t be shy. We’re all family here."

Rong Xian looked at her in surprise.

There was no jealousy in Tang Jingyan’s eyes.

No resentment.

No hostility.

Instead, there was genuine warmth.

One by one, the other women also approached her.

"That’s right. You don’t need to be nervous."

"We need every last drop of your precious nectar."

"Besides, you’ve been Lin Feng’s disciple. You’re practically family already."

"Just relax."

Rong Xian looked around the room.

The nervousness in her heart slowly began to disappear.

She had spent much of her life cultivating alone.

Even after becoming Lin Feng’s disciple, she had always maintained a certain distance from the others because she was unsure of where she belonged.

She was Lin Feng’s disciple. They were his women.

There had always been a distinction in her mind.