Under this barrage of abuse, the Queen Mother's pussy gushed with fluids; a torrent of sexual secretions poured incessantly from her slit, dripping onto the creature's body before sliding down to the floor. "My younger brother... is right! I am nothing but... a total slut—a shameless, filthy whore! In the Celestial Realm, countless immortals have fucked my pussy—and that's not even counting the beasts they keep! Even the animals owned by the gods have fucked me time and time again! The Howling Celestial Dog has fucked me, a lion-demon has ravished me, and even the divine steeds from the Imperial Stables have mounted me and had their way with me! What's more, these beasts have even gotten me pregnant—I've given birth to the Howling Celestial Dog's offspring! Our own 'son' even got me pregnant, forcing me to give birth to my own canine grand-puppy!"
Overcome with the intense, ecstatic pleasure of being fucked, the Queen Mother shouted these lewd, depraved confessions for everyone to hear.
As the "Little Lust-Bug" ravished her, the Queen Mother writhed her hips and thrust her wanton pussy with shameless abandon—a scene of such unbridled lewdness that it sent everyone into a frenzy of excitement.
Beside me, my mother and my wife had thrust their entire hands deep into their own soaking-wet pussies, while my father had jammed four of his fingers into one, pumping them in and out.
Though I didn't have my own hands inside my pussy, Shaoqing—who was right next to me—was kneading and squeezing my sex with great vigor.
Meanwhile, my own hand was wrapped firmly around his thick, heavy cock, stroking it with intense, rhythmic force.
Not far away, the other beautiful women were acting just as shamelessly; even the two virgins, unable to withstand the overwhelming stimulation, began to knead and fondle their own private parts.
Zhuge Lingshuang reached into her own trousers, the motion of her fingers thrusting in and out of her pussy clearly visible through the fabric. Princess Xiangle lifted her skirt, revealing her long, shapely legs; then, with bold abandon, she stripped off her undergarments and began thrusting her fingers—or perhaps other appendages—into her own sex.
Her movements were so violent that one might fear she would accidentally rupture her own hymen.
As the Queen Mother recounted the lewd and depraved acts of the King, many of the men—who were busy stroking their own cocks—ejaculated for the first time; yet, stirred by the pervasive, erotic atmosphere, their members quickly stiffened once again.
Upon hearing the Queen Mother's words, the "Little Lewd-Creature" intensified his thrusting. Meanwhile, the tentacles that had been teasing her nipples now drove forcefully into the openings of her breasts, pumping in and out with great vigor.
Just as the Queen Mother opened her mouth to let out a lustful cry, a cluster of tentacles surged forward, thrusting deep into her throat and stifling the wanton moan before it could escape.
*Squelch, squelch…*
Under the gaze of the onlookers, the rhythmic, wet sounds of penetration echoed incessantly from the Queen Mother's body, accompanied by the muffled, lewd groans that rang in everyone's ears.
Despite possessing immense power, the Queen Mother offered no resistance whatsoever to the creature's depraved abuse, allowing herself to be humiliated and toyed with at his whim.
With each successive thrust, the Queen Mother grew increasingly aroused. After the creature's tentacles had been plunging into her for nearly four hours, she finally reached a climax, her cries of ecstasy filling the air.
"Nnn—"
With a stifled groan, her entire body began to convulse violently. At the same time, an intense, sacred radiance emanated from the Queen Mother. A power of unfathomable magnitude surged from her being, flowing directly into the body of the "Little Lecher."
Before everyone's eyes, both the Queen Mother and the Little Lecher began to shrink in size.
Amidst the brilliant light, I could sense the tender affection stirring within the Queen Mother's heart.
It was not the romantic love between a man and a woman, but rather the guilt, remorse, and deep, protective love of an elder sister for her younger brother.
As the light faded, the Queen Mother—now restored to the stature of an ordinary human—stood face-to-face with a handsome young man. Both were completely naked.
"Sister! I'm sorry! I..."
Overwhelmed by the profound love radiating from the Queen Mother, the Little Lecher was consumed by a sense of deep remorse.
To dissolve the resentment in his heart, the Queen Mother had not only endured his abuse but had also used her immense magical power to restore his true, original form.
In doing so, she sacrificed at least ten thousand years of her own cultivation—a significant loss, even for someone of her stature—which served as a testament to how much she truly valued him.
"My dear brother, say no more! It is I who should be apologizing. Had it not been for my own mistakes, you would never have had to suffer for all these years!"
As she spoke, the Queen Mother pulled the Little Lecher into an embrace.
Witnessing this, we realized that the Queen Mother had succeeded; the Little Lecher was no longer our enemy.
We watched them standing in the center of the clearing, but dared not approach, fearing we might disturb this intimate moment between the sister and her brother.
After rising to their feet, the Queen Mother and the Little Lecher began to ascend slowly into the air. As she began to drift away from us, the Queen Mother looked down at those gathered in the arena and said, "Thank you for giving me the chance to make amends for my past wrongs; I am truly grateful. Let it be known: all those who took part in the battle to free my brother shall be spared the 'Heavenly Tribulation' upon their eventual ascension. Furthermore, so long as your descendants do not commit evil, they shall enjoy lives of happiness and longevity."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhuge and the masters of the Martial Arts Alliance were overcome with excitement. They immediately prostrated themselves before her, crying out, "We thank the Queen Mother!"
"Your Majesty! We also contributed—might we be granted some sort of reward as well?"
Prompted by a signal from Emperor Shengzong, Shen Hong steeled himself and posed this question to the Queen Mother.
The Queen Mother's brows furrowed at his words.
Glancing at Emperor Shengzong with undisguised contempt, she declared, "Lacking both magnanimity and a sense of responsibility, you are utterly unfit to be an emperor! I hereby strip you of your throne and decree that the Crown Prince shall succeed you!"
With a slight wave of her hand, the "dragon aura" surrounding Emperor Shengzong was drawn out and transferred to his younger brother.
Instantly, the younger brother took on an air of noble, regal authority that had not been there before.
The Queen Mother then addressed the assembly: "You must all faithfully support the new emperor; should you fail to do so, you will bring disaster and calamity upon yourselves."
Having said this, she and the "Little Lecherous Bug" vanished from our sight.
Left empty-handed and worse off than before, Emperor Shengzong stood frozen in place. He stared at his younger brother—now the divinely ordained emperor—his eyes burning with intense resentment.
Though he loathed his brother to the very core, the memory of the Queen Mother's final warning kept him from daring to utter a single word. "My son! You have finally become the Emperor!"
Yang Bing said, stroking his younger brother's head with great excitement—not even sparing a glance for Shengzong, who stood nearby.
Upon hearing this, the officials—realizing what had happened—immediately dropped to their knees and began to kowtow to the new Emperor.
Father, Mother, my wife, and I also knelt and kowtowed; as he was now the sovereign, we had to uphold his authority and show him the proper respect in the presence of others.
Even Shaoqing, who had never held a favorable view of emperors, knelt down beside me.
As the cries of "Long live the Emperor!" rang out, this long, arduous night finally came to an end.