Chapter 119: Everyone Has Fainted

“Brother Tian, you’re so bad!” The girl looked at Ling Tian with a coquettish charm in her eyes that could captivate anyone’s soul. It was a stark contrast to her initial shyness and timidity. What Ling Tian had just shared with the little girl had stirred her deeply; she was naturally drawn to men.

“I think you’re quite bad yourself! Today, brother will fully satisfy you!” After being with the little girl, Ling Tian realized that if he wanted to truly enjoy himself, he needed to find a more mature woman—someone at least eighteen years old.

Otherwise, recklessly charging with such young girls made him uneasy. He feared harming them because, as a medical student, he understood that their bodies were too fragile and prone to illness at that age. This was a lingering effect of his medical training. That was why he hadn’t been with Xiao Fang and Xiao Fei the first time they met, waiting instead until their bodies matured.

“Brother Tian, you’re so handsome—the most handsome man I’ve ever seen. Being with you makes my life worthwhile.” The girl said this while tracing circles on Ling Tian’s chest with her finger, her thigh casually rubbing against his leg.

Damn! Ling Tian was already fired up, and now this girl’s teasing was unbearable. He suspected that while she hadn’t been with a man fully before, she had experienced much else and certainly had ample experience with men.

There were such girls nowadays who, except for the final step, had been explored everywhere by men but still pretended to be pure. Could that really be purity? Ling Tian disliked such girls but didn’t mind playing around with them.

With that thought, Ling Tian lifted her legs and pressed forward fiercely, his hands grasping her ample breasts as he vented his passion relentlessly—striking again and again.

“Ah!” The girl cried out repeatedly, despite her wild nature, this was her first time. It felt unfair—why was Brother Tian so gentle with the little girl but so forceful with her?

“Mm! So good!” Soon, the girl tasted the sweetness and became addicted to the pleasure. Her body bloomed seductively like a flower, surrendering fully to Ling Tian’s ravaging touch.

Traces of blood mingled with bodily fluids stained the white sheets crimson, resembling blooming red plum blossoms. Her long hair swayed, her face a blend of pain and pleasure, her breasts bouncing with every movement, her waist swaying to Ling Tian’s rhythm, and her rounded hips trembling under his thrusts.

Unutterable allure, endless charm.

This girl was naturally enchanting, and Ling Tian found he could never get enough. Eventually, he had her kneel as he entered from behind—a pose instinctive like an animal’s but undeniably thrilling.

From his research, this position gave women unique stimulation. Many women actually enjoyed it. The girl could no longer contain herself, screaming loudly, while the other girls watched enviously, hoping Ling Tian would soon favor them too.

Ling Tian seemed like an almighty war god, and they were his devoted slaves, willingly submitting beneath him, accepting his ruthless passion as if it were a blade, ready to die content.

Just as Ling Tian was lost in battle ecstasy, the girl suddenly fainted.

Damn it, Ling Tian thought, was he too overwhelming or were the girls simply unable to handle him? She fainted! Well, no matter—there were still three more. Bring them on!

Ling Tian continued his exploits on the bed and the chair. Finally, while with the last girl in the bathroom, he reached climax. Three hours had passed; he realized he was too intense, likely a side effect of his training, with his energy absorption too great, making release difficult. Fortunately, there were five girls—otherwise, if only one, she might not have been able to get out of bed for three days.

Now, blood stained the bed, chair, and bathroom, but Ling Tian was too exhausted to clean. He gathered the girls onto the bed, covered them with a blanket, quickly washed up, and called Zhang Dazi.

After confirming Song Ziyue’s room, Ling Tian asked Zhang Dazi to come clean up. Wearing a bathrobe, Ling Tian entered Song Ziyue’s room, feeling awkward to find it was right next door.

From what Ling Tian knew, that room was poorly soundproofed. He had heard women’s cries from the adjacent room the night before. So Song Ziyue must have heard everything from earlier! Sweat dripped down his back. And yet, here he was, despite his earlier protests about women. Gritting his teeth, he stepped inside.

When Zhang Dazi and his two men entered the room, they were dumbfounded. Brother Tian was too formidable—five women all at once, and all passed out! Such fighting spirit! The battlefield was painted with blood blossoms—truly impressive!

Spitting disdainfully, Zhang Dazi and his men approached the bed, noting the girls looked beautiful asleep—or rather, unconscious.

“Don’t you think these girls look much prettier? Like fairies, with translucent skin and longer eyelashes,” Zhang Dazi asked his men suspiciously, even touching one girl’s cheek.

“They definitely look better. Could it be that Brother Tian made them more beautiful? Their looks now are worth more than before they lost their virginity,” the two men said, clearly tempted, each touching a girl’s face. Their skin was smooth as jade, utterly irresistible.

“Boss, I wonder if their bodies have improved too. Since Brother Tian’s had them, why don’t we try as well?” The two men rubbed their hands eagerly.

“Good idea. You each take one; I’ll have three—biggest, smallest, and one in between.” Zhang Dazi was losing control. These girls were so alluring and still fragrant from Ling Tian’s touch.

Suddenly, they pulled back the blanket, revealing five naked beauties. Radiant and pale as jade, their breasts had grown a size larger. Still wet from Ling Tian’s attentions, their bodies were irresistibly seductive.

“Go!” Zhang Dazi gasped, struggling to breathe as he dragged the smallest girl toward him, biting and kissing her while stripping off his cumbersome clothes. He had long desired her but held back to preserve her value for sale. Now, he no longer needed to resist.

The other two men quickly stripped and each seized a girl, beginning their own torment. Girls who had only been with one or two men were still quite tender; they preferred such untouched bodies, not yet fully explored.

Poor girls, who had just fainted from Ling Tian’s passion, soon woke, only to be roused by the pain beneath. Moreover, the scent of these men was far less pleasant than Ling Tian’s.

“Zhang, Brother Zhang! Stop, it hurts!” The little girl awoke to find Zhang Dazi on top of her and shuddered. She liked being with Ling Tian, a handsome youth, but Zhang Dazi was the opposite—looking nearly as old as her father.

“Hurt? Haha, it should hurt! Little girl, brother has missed you so much!” Seeing her tearful eyes, Zhang Dazi was elated. He grabbed her small but round breasts, squeezing hard. That girl needed discipline or she wouldn’t be able to serve future clients.

“Brother Zhang! Ah!” The girl felt deeply wronged but helpless. Since her gambling father sold her to this man, being used by men was inevitable. Having given herself to Brother Tian first was the luckiest thing in her life.

Her delicate body bore Zhang Dazi’s storm of lust. He was far less gentle than Ling Tian; her sweet innocence made him lose control.

The two men went wild as well. The girls’ skin was unlike anything they'd ever encountered—prime specimens, the best of the best.

But the girls beneath them struggled to endure. Being with Ling Tian was bliss; this man was just a disgusting brute, not in the same league. Facing a future where all their clients were like this, the girls felt a profound sorrow—the sorrow of their fate.

Meanwhile, Ling Tian felt refreshed and fully restored. His Yin-Yang Technique had advanced another level. He wanted to try it on Song Ziyue, to see if it could make her even more beautiful, perhaps even improve her constitution.

Song Ziyue smiled slyly when Ling Tian entered. “Ling Tian, I never expected you to be this powerful—five women for three hours without stopping!” Though older than Ling Tian, she sometimes liked calling him “little brother,” especially when feeling sisterly.

“What little brother? Call me ‘brother.’ Yue’er, I was just practicing my cultivation. See? I’m even more handsome now,” Ling Tian said, striding to the bed and drawing close to her.

“You! You really have become more handsome! How did you do it?” Song Ziyue was amazed, dazzled by the youthful beauty before her—at least ten times more handsome than before.

“Ha!” Ling Tian beamed with pride. “After absorbing the essence of those five girls, my Yin-Yang Technique became more powerful. I was reborn, becoming this handsome. Even those girls became many times more beautiful. Yue’er, my wife, how about I make you more beautiful too?”

Saying this, Ling Tian pulled back the blanket and nestled Song Ziyue in his arms.