"Master, hurry and dig around inside my pussy... help me purge the evil... *Kyaa*—"
Old Man Jiang leaned down and thrust deep into her tight, wet slit, saying, "Don't rush; receive a kiss from the Immortal, and your spirit will find peace." Yutang watched as her mother—as if obeying a sacred decree—arched her long, snow-white neck high, extending a pointed, delicate pink tongue from between her luscious red lips.
Old Man Jiang's large, purplish-red tongue—thick with a rough coating—reached down to entwine with her slender, fragrant tongue in mid-air. His tongue swept hotly against the delicate frenulum beneath hers before locking into a deep, passionate kiss.
"*Slurp*... *Mmm*... *Ngh*... *Mwah*... *Squelch*..."
For a moment, nothing could be heard but the wet sounds of their tongues and lips churning together; Old Man Jiang's dark, hairy buttocks began to rotate, shifting the angle as he churned inside her slick, wet hole. After just a few more thrusts, Luo Qingying's waist went limp and her buttocks quivered; the dimples at the small of her back contracted sharply as she writhed and arched upward. "Ah... ahhh...!"
Their locked lips parted; amidst her screams—a mixture of fear, ecstasy, anticipation, and trembling—Old Man Jiang Hua suddenly lifted his hips, withdrawing his thick, dark, and semen-coated shaft.
It made a distinct *pop* sound, like a stopper being pulled from a bottle.
The very next moment, a pale golden stream suddenly spurted from between her trembling, twisting buttocks, arcing diagonally toward the ceiling and scattering into a fine, misty spray.
The young girl outside witnessed the entire scene; the sheer impact of such an unprecedentedly lewd spectacle left her mind a blank, causing her to forget even to stifle the sound of her breathing.
Her legs went weak, and a strange sensation seemed to pool in her lower abdomen; drained of all strength, her fair, smooth legs splayed outward as she collapsed into a "duck-sit" position on the floor.
A warm, viscous fluid seemed to release from between her thighs, and her intimate folds tightened instinctively. A wave of strange pleasure—far more intense and lingering than anything she had experienced through masturbation—washed over her, leaving the inexperienced girl momentarily dazed.
It was only after some time—when she felt a cool, damp sensation against her buttocks, which were as smooth and tender as a peeled hard-boiled egg—that she finally snapped back to reality.
By then, the frenzied sounds from inside had ceased; she could hear only her mother Luo Qingying's heavy, ragged breathing—the sound of someone who had just survived an overwhelming ordeal—which, for some reason, made Yutang think of a female beast in the throes of ecstasy...
With a soft *click*, the door suddenly swung open. A wave of hot, humid air—mingled with the scents of sweat and a musky, floral aroma—washed over her. Yutang looked up to see a naked, virile male body, glistening with beads of sweat, stepping out into view.
Only then did Yutang see Old Man Jiang's appearance clearly from the front; he seemed like a different person compared to when she had first met him, possessing a physique even more robust than that of a middle-aged man who exercised regularly.
His complexion was ruddy, and the wrinkles seemed to have vanished entirely. Yet, that wasn't what shocked Yutang the most—what truly stunned her was the massive, fully exposed member between his legs. It was a dark, reddish-black hue, with bulging blue veins coiling around it like earthworms.
Moments ago, it had been buried deep inside her mother, Luo Qingying. Its thick shaft resembled a massive ginseng root—the kind her father soaked in medicinal liquor—only far more formidable and imposing; one look told her it was rock-hard. It was the first time the young girl had ever seen a human organ engorged to such an extent; it was simply incredible.
As he moved, that huge cock swayed menacingly—the entire length of it swinging back and forth. There was something simultaneously comical and savage about the motion, yet it made the young girl's body tense up intensely.
It was glistening wet, as if freshly pulled from water, but the sheen was a rich, oily luster that made her heart race. White, viscous fluid clung to the bulging veins, the ridge beneath the head, and the base of the shaft.
It exuded an indescribable scent—a mixture of decaying flowers, musky pungency, and a heavy, gamey odor.
Although the smell was somewhat sharp, for some reason, she didn't dislike it. In fact, she felt a growing wetness between her own legs, accompanied by an inexplicable, tingling ache—a sensation akin to the urge to urinate, yet distinct in a way she couldn't quite articulate.
"Young lady, what are you doing here?" Jiang Hua asked, looking at her with a beaming smile. Yutang looked up; that massive cock seemed to be pointed right at her. An ordinary little girl would likely have turned pale with fright.
Yet, Yutang did not retreat. Instead, she summoned her courage and boldly demanded of Jiang Hua, "What are you... doing to my mom?"
Seeing that Yutang wasn't afraid, a look of surprise crossed Jiang Hua's face. His tone shifted to a chuckle as he said, "I am helping your mother clear the energy channels in her body."
"You're still young, so you don't know that a mature woman's body easily accumulates 'evil energy.' If it isn't removed, she'll be listless and unhappy all the time. I've expended quite a bit of my own vital essence to treat her body and make her look radiant."
"Well? Aren't you going to thank me, little girl?"
Yutang wavered slightly. It was true—whenever her mother returned home from the Changsheng Temple, she seemed more vibrant and alluring than usual; she glowed, and her smile was breathtaking. It was as if she were a different person—like a flower that had been deeply nourished.
However, despite her youth and lack of sexual experience, she was far more mature than other girls her age. She instinctively sensed something amiss in Jiang Hua's words.
Surely, treating the body and removing "evil energy" didn't require *that* thick, massive thing?
Moreover, the sight of her mother—pinned down by the thighs with her buttocks raised high as she urinated—was a scene of lewdness beyond the young girl's wildest imagination. It was obvious at a glance that her mother was being violated.
Furthermore, the way the old man's gaze roamed over her body made goosebumps rise on her skin. "Please, Grandpa... let Mom go. I miss home—I want to go back."
Yutang bit her tender, cherry-red lips, putting on the kind of coquettish, pleading expression unique to a little girl. Even though she knew the old man harbored ill intentions, she had no better options; she could only do her utmost to escape this den of wolves. At this moment, all she could think about was rushing home and throwing herself into her older brother's arms.
Jiang Hua suddenly grinned—a smile that made goosebumps rise across the young girl's smooth, delicate skin.
"That simply won't do. After all the trouble it took to stumble upon a 'Pure Yin' constitution again... how could I possibly let it slip away?"