Chapter 674 Her Treasure Box Opens to Welcome His Sacred Key

Chapter 674: Chapter 674 Her Treasure Box Opens to Welcome His Sacred Key

But now, as Rong Xian looked at their welcoming expressions, that invisible wall seemed to disappear.

She lowered her head shyly.

"Thank you... everyone."

Tang Jingyan squeezed her hand.

"There is nothing to thank us for."

She smiled.

"From tonight onward, you’re one of us." Rong Xian’s heart trembled slightly.

She looked toward Lin Feng.

He was watching everything with an amused smile.

Seeing that familiar expression, Rong Xian suddenly felt much calmer.

This was what she had wanted.

She had wanted to see him with her own eyes.

She had wanted to stand beside him rather than merely sensing his presence.

And now, she had finally taken that step.

Of course, there was still a little awkwardness in her heart.

After all, she had once viewed Lin Feng entirely as her master.

But after spending so much time with him, those feelings had gradually become complicated.

The other women seemed to understand that better than anyone.

One of them leaned toward Rong Xian and whispered teasingly, "Don’t worry. The first night is always the most embarrassing."

Rong Xian’s face instantly became crimson.

"First night?!"

The entire room burst into laughter again. Even Lin Feng couldn’t help chuckling.

Rong Xian covered her face with both hands.

She suddenly regretted coming here.

Yet beneath her embarrassment was a warmth she could not deny.

She had finally found a place where she belonged.

Not merely as Lin Feng’s disciple. Not merely as a cultivator seeking the Dao.

But as someone accepted by the people closest to the man she had chosen to remain beside.

And for Rong Xian, that feeling was perhaps more precious than any treasure in the cultivation world.

Not long after stepping into the master bedroom, Rong Xian’s mind was fully opened to what truly took place inside Lin Feng’s private chambers.

Soft light filled the spacious room.

Several women were already present... some reclining on the large bed, others kneeling or lying across silk cushions.

She watched as Lin Feng moved among them with calm, unhurried confidence.

He made love to them in his own way, yet most of them he did not penetrate.

Instead he focused entirely on their bodies with patient, expert attention.

His mouth traveled over soft skin. His tongue explored.

His fingers teased and stroked until the women trembled and cried out in open pleasure.

He seemed to take particular enjoyment in devouring them completely like licking, sucking, and toying with their sensitive clits and glistening pink folds until they could no longer hold back their voices.

Before long, Rong Xian found herself among those women. The ones he did not fuck.

At first she had thought she would receive only the short end of the straw, that she would be left waiting while others claimed more of his attention.

Yet the moment Lin Feng settled between her spread thighs, every such doubt vanished.

His warm breath first ghosted over her virgin pussy, making her hips twitch.

Then his mouth settled over her completely.

The first slow drag of his tongue along her soft folds drew a startled gasp from her lips.

He licked her with greedy, focused hunger, tongue tracing every delicate crease, circling her swollen clit, then dipping lower to taste the fresh wetness already gathering there.

His lips sealed around the sensitive pearl and sucked gently, then more firmly, while two of his skilled fingers stroked and parted her folds, never pushing inside, only teasing and spreading the pleasure wider.

Rong Xian’s hands clenched the sheets. Her newly healed eyes fluttered shut.

Soft, helpless sounds spilled from her throat as the sensations built higher and higher.

He was relentless.

Every time she thought she might catch her breath, his tongue changed rhythm or his fingers found a new angle that made her thighs tremble.

The wet sounds of his mouth working her filled the air.

The other women watched in quiet fascination, some still flushed and breathless from their own turns.

"Ahhhhhh!" She came the first time with a broken cry, hips lifting off the bed.

Lin Feng did not stop.

He continued to lick and drink from her trembling cunt as if determined not to waste a single drop, prolonging the climax until her legs shook uncontrollably.

A second orgasm followed almost immediately, then a third, each one stronger than the last.

Her virgin body had never known such intensity.

Pleasure crashed through her in endless waves until thought itself began to dissolve.

"Ahhhh... Lin Feng!" She screamed her lover’s name as the strongest climax yet tore through her.

Her back arched sharply. Her vision blurred white.

The overwhelming flood of sensation finally became too much to bear.

Her strength left her all at once, and she passed out completely and body still trembling faintly beneath his mouth, thoroughly spent from the ordeal that had proven far more than worth it.

When morning came, Rong Xian woke with a soft, contented smile already curved across her lips.

Sunlight filtered gently through the window, warming her bare shoulders.

Lin Feng may not have taken her precious virginity the night before, yet he had still satisfied her completely and more thoroughly than she had ever imagined possible.

The memory of his mouth, the heat of his tongue, and the relentless skill of his fingers still lingered in her body like a pleasant ache.

"I can’t believe how good it felt," she thought, a faint blush rising to her cheeks even now.

She shifted beneath the sheets and felt the residual sensitivity between her thighs, a quiet reminder of how many times she had come undone for him.

She wanted more of the same. And she was not disappointed in the nights that followed.

Lin Feng repeated the act again and again, and each time he went further.

Whenever her turn arrived in the master bedroom, he devoted himself fully to devouring her.

He would settle between her spread legs with calm focus, part her soft folds with his fingers, and lower his mouth to her virgin pussy as if it were the only thing in the world that mattered.