I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! - Chapter 323 Mount Tai is Great, but These Twin Peaks are Better
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Chapter 323: Chapter 323 Mount Tai is Great, but These Twin Peaks are Better
The group soon settled into place, adjusting themselves until everyone found some measure of comfort.
Ning Xi laid languidly on top of Lin Feng, her soft, curvaceous body draped fully over his powerful frame like a blanket of warm silk.
Her full, supple bosom pressed firmly against his broad, muscular chest, rising and falling with every shaky breath she took.
Her long, smooth legs were spread on either side of his hips, straddling him intimately as her weight settled naturally against him.
Between her thighs, Lin Feng’s elder dragon stood proudly erect… hard, thick, and impossibly long.
The massive, veined shaft pulsed with heat, its swollen head and rigid length rubbing teasingly against her delicate pink field.
Every little shift of her body caused the hot, throbbing length to glide slowly along her slick, sensitive folds, parting them gently and coating itself in her fresh, glistening arousal.
The friction was constant, delicious, and maddening, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through her unplowed yin garden with every breath.
A moment later, Ning Xi experienced another round of realization.
“Ahhhhh…”
“Ohhhhh…”
“Ughhhh…”
“Is that…?” Ning Xi asked, her voice soft, filled with curiosity.
“Yes… it’s because of the Li Clan’s spy. She’s here in the room but you just can’t see her,” Lin Feng replied calmly.
He went on to explain everything about Li Ruoxi, his tone steady and matter-of-fact.
As he spoke, understanding gradually dawned on Ning Xi.
A new light appeared in her eyes, and her delicate face reflected both surprise and intrigue.
She instinctively glanced around the room, her gaze shifting from corner to corner, wondering where exactly Li Ruoxi could be hiding at that very moment.
Meanwhile, Li Ruoxi found herself in a difficult situation of her own.
From her hidden vantage point, she had witnessed everything unfold.
Lin Feng’s actions, his demeanor, even the way he interacted and made love with all the women around him and it all felt incredibly real.
The illusion he projected was so lifelike, so detailed, that she never once questioned its authenticity.
Every word he spoke, every minute shift in his expression, carried a naturalness that made it all the more convincing.
Now, however, the situation had grown far more pressing.
She only had two days left.
“What am I supposed to do now…?” Li Ruoxi thought to herself, her mind in disarray.
The task her master had given her suddenly felt far more complicated than she had anticipated.
Up until now, her only real interaction with Lin Feng had been limited and distant.
Aside from those brief moments every weekend where they engaged in his shooter game, she had no real opportunity to get closer to him.
And even during those times, she had remained silent and never speaking, never attempting to match his tone or engage with him beyond the bare minimum.
Now, that decision weighed heavily on her.
Time was running out, and she had no clear path forward.
An hour later, while the faint, muffled sounds of passion continued to drift from his private chambers, Li Ruoxi stood alone in silence, her cheeks burning with a mix of embarrassment and growing determination.
She had been watching and listening intently the entire time, her sharp mind absorbing every detail.
Finally, a bold new idea took shape in her mind… one that made her heart race and her body grow strangely warm.
“Ahhh…” She mouthed the moan silently, her plump lips parting as no sound escaped.
Instead, she mimicked exactly what the women Lin Feng was currently plowing on the bed were doing.
Her expression softened into one of pure ecstasy, brows slightly furrowed, eyes half-lidded in simulated pleasure.
She tilted her head back slightly, exposing the elegant line of her slender neck, just as she imagined Ning Xi or the others must be doing at that very moment.
But Li Ruoxi did far more than simply mimic the sounds.
She shifted her position on the corner of the room, spreading her legs slightly and rolling her hips in slow, deliberate circles.
She copied the way the women moved their hips on the bed… grinding, bouncing, and swaying with sensual rhythm.
Her waist undulated gracefully, mimicking the deep, rhythmic rocking she could faintly hear through the wall.
She even practiced how they arched their backs, how they leaned forward to press their bodies closer, and how they used their hands to caress and please Lin Feng in return.
As a great prodigy of the Li clan, Li Ruoxi had always possessed an extraordinary ability to learn and master complex techniques.
She could memorize and perfectly execute the most difficult martial arts forms after seeing them only once.
These lewd sexual positions and movements on the bed were, to her, elementary in comparison.
Her flexible body twisted effortlessly into each new pose she imagined.
She practiced lowering herself as if mounting him, then rising and falling with controlled, seductive precision.
She experimented with different angles like tilting her hips forward, arching her lower back, and even squeezing her inner muscles in a way she believed would bring maximum pleasure.
Her breathing grew heavier as she continued the private rehearsal, her imagination running wild.
She visualized herself in Ye Jian’s place, straddling Lin Feng’s powerful body, feeling his massive heavenly spear rubbing against her own pink garden.
She practiced the exact way the women moaned, how they gasped his name, and how they surrendered completely to the overwhelming pleasure.
“I can do this,” Li Ruoxi mused to herself, her voice a soft, determined whisper.
A small, confident smile curved her lips as she kept her bright eyes peeled on what was happening before her, absorbing every faint sound and imagining every detail.
“I can make Lin Feng make me a woman also.”
She continued her silent practice for a long while, refining every movement, every expression, every sensual motion until they felt natural and perfect.
As the genius prodigy she was, Li Ruoxi was mentally mapping out every step, every technique, and every possible way to please him.
She was preparing herself both mentally and physically for what was about to happen tomorrow when she would finally step into that room and offer herself to Lin Feng without hesitation.


