Mo Yuan, who was sitting on his teaching platform saw Ye Hua carrying an unconscious Bai Qian in his arms; his body moved in a flash. Within a fraction of a second, Mo Yuan had Bai Qian in his arms, and Ye Hua’s body from Mo Yuan’s impact landed a few feet away. Mo Yuan lifted Bai Qian close to his face and listened intently to her breathing.
Fire raged in his eyes as Mo Yuan turned to Ye Hua and demanded,
“What has happened to Seventeen, Ye Hua? Why is she is this state?” Mo Yuan’s voice saturated with his fury.
Ye Hua struggled to lift his body up. Ye Hua raised himself to his feet and coughed up blood in his hands. Mo Yuan’s mighty blow took Ye Hua’s breath away. Ye Hua knelt before Mo Yuan staring at the ground and replied. “I fed her water from the River of Obvilion.”
Ye Hua explained what happened. He explained SuSu’s reappearance and how he’d fulfilled her only desire which was to forget. Ye Hua paused as tears ran down his face and said,
“High God, Mo Yuan, I know I’m not in any position to ask anything of you, but I must make this one request.” Ye Hua closed his eyes and sighed deeply.
“Please never mention my involvement in Qian Qian’s life. Not a single thing about my past with Qian Qian. I’d like her to forget me completely and live as she desires.”
Ye Hua choked on his words but continued, “A-Li and I will never utter a word, so I’d like to request you grant me this one wish.”
Mo Yuan gazed challengingly at Ye Hua and asked, “Ye Hua, are you sure you’ll be able to keep that promise?”
Ye Hua bowed to Mo Yuan, stood up, looked at Qian Qian and replied, “Yes, I can keep that promise and will never speak a word until my dying day.”
Ye Hua turned around and didn’t glance back even once before cloud jumping back to Celestial Heaven.
Mo Yuan placed Seventeen in her old room. Now being the third time Seventeen’s memories erased, Mo Yuan questioned how much would she remember? Since Seventeen hadn’t regained all her memories after jumping from Zhucian Terrace, would she remember being Mo Yuan’s lover? Would Mo Yuan have to start from the beginning for Seventeen to see him as her love and not just her Shifu?
All Mo Yuan could do was wait for Seventeen to wake up and he would go from there.
Mo Yuan was sitting beside Seventeen’s sleeping body, lightly caressing her hair when Seventeen woke and sat up confused. She looked at Mo Yuan who was sitting on the bed beside her. Seventeen looked around her room; she didn’t recognize anything. Mo Yuan sighed.
Seventeen had forgotten everything.
Seventeen looked at Mo Yuan confused and asked, “What day is today? Why am I here? I was at Ten Miles Of Peach Blossoms. How did I get here?”
Mo Yuan took a deep breath and said heavy hearted, “Seventeen, you’re at Kunlun Mountain. Do you remember Kunlun Mountain?”
Seventeen walked around her room in a state of utter confusion. Mo Yuan dropped his head defeated. He’d been so close to marrying her, and now he was back where he first began 10,300 years ago. Mo Yuan would start from their first step of holding hands and patiently wait hoping she’d fall in love with him again.
While Mo Yuan was thinking about what he should do next, Mo Yuan felt Seventeen’s hand on his slumped shoulder. He looked up slowly to see Seventeen smiling at him. Seventeen straddle him, sat on his lap facing Mo Yuan and wrapped her slender arms around his neck. Seventeen snickered and said seductively,
“Shifu, I understand my appeal, but if you don’t stay in seclusion and get your cultivation back, you’ll never impregnate me.”
Mo Yuan couldn’t believe his ears. Seventeen remembered him. She hadn’t forgotten her love for him. Mo Yuan grabbed her beautiful face and kissed her overjoyed. Seventeen’s kiss deepened instantly.
She pulled away and purred, “I must love you. I know it’s only been a couple of days, but it feels like I haven’t kissed you in years?”
She squinted her eyes suspiciously and asked, “Are you able to cast enchantment spells, Shifu?” Seventeen pulled away, teased Mo Yuan lightly and said, “I must be utterly, and madly enchanted with you.” before kissing Mo Yuan passionately.
Mo Yuan pulled away so he could take in Seventeen’s beauty. He’d missed her terribly and didn’t think she’d ever come back to him. Mo Yuan chuckled softly asked, “Is that so?”
Seventeen was put her arms around Mo Yuan’s neck, pressed her forehead to his, pouting and whispered, “I hate this blue robe, Shifu.”
Seventeen caressed her fingertips on the metallic ornaments on Mo Yuan’s robe and added “The buttons are so uncomfortable and bumpy. I can feel them sticking out everywhere. Especially the big one I’m sitting on.”
Seventeen shifted uncomfortably. Mo Yuan grabbed her by the waist and pressed her deeper onto the button and whispered, “That’s not a button.”
Seventeen’s eyes opened widely and exclaimed, “Shifu!”
She ground herself onto him and asked innocently, “Should I make sure it’s not a button? It’s too massive to be a button… but I’m one of those that need to see for myself,”
Mo Yuan started to reach for her dress when she put her hand between them, placed it on his chest and stopped him. Seventeen pleaded with Mo Yuan, “Shifu, I love this dress, and it’s one of those dresses I can’t replace, so let me take it off.”
Mo Yuan couldn’t help but smile and chuckle at Seventeen’s behavior. Life would truly be like returning back to the realm of nothingness if his Little Seventeen was not by his side.
Mo Yuan watched as Seventeen undid her dress, still sitting on his lap, now only in her undergarments. She playfully bit her bottom lip, looked at Mo Yuan seductively and purred in his ear, “God of War, High God, Mo Yuan, how about showing me some of your unique sword-wielding skills?”
Mo Yuan reached out and grabbed her top undergarment and tore it down the middle with both hands. Seventeen lifted herself on her knees and pressed her breasts into against Mo Yuan’s lips. She expected Mo Yuan to take her breasts in his mouth, but he didn’t. Mo Yuan resisted his urge to consume Seventeen and smiled teasingly. Seventeen being the cheater she was, summoned an enchantment spell and threw it directly at Mo Yuan.
Mo Yuan blinked a couple of times then instantly, Mo Yuan’s expression reflected his hunger. Mo Yuan grabbed her around her waist, quickly undid the ties on his many robes one-handed, while holding Bai Qian with one arm, stood, and swiftly dropped his clothes to the ground. Mo Yuan’s perfect, defined, sculpted, body exposed as he threw her on the bed. Mo Yuan said nothing as he roughly parted her legs with his knees and entered her rapidly in a single rushed stroke.
Bai Qian instantly climaxed the moment she felt Mo Yuan’s thick girth inside her as if her body had been anticipating Mo Yuan for years. Bai Qian dropped her head back and groaned Mo Yuan’s name. Bai Qian’s lower treasure was immediately soaked, but she hungered for more.
Mo Yuan slowed his pace teasingly, gazed deeply into her eyes. Mo Yuan’s face inches from Bai Qian’s and asked between his heavy panting breath, “Seventeen…is this what you needed?”
Seventeen forced the breath from her lungs and replied, “Shifu…More.. more, more. More and harder……I want it all.”
Mo Yuan grabbed Seventeen’s wrists with one steady hand, held them tightly above her head, fondled her tantalizing breasts with his free hand. Mo Yuan kissed Seventeen deeply, moved his lips to her neck, bit Seventeen and slammed his thick manhood inside her repeatedly. She was silky and wet. So hot and moist. Mo Yuan could feel her nectar on his upper thighs. Seventeen partially opened her eyes. Her pupils were dilated and reflected Seventeen’s heightened arousal. She opened her legs wider, lifted her hips to meet Mo Yuan’s pounding strokes and cried, “Like that Shifu. Don’t stop”. She moaned and groaned with every penetrating thrust Mo Yuan gave her.
Seventeen begged in-between her moans, “Shifu, don’t hold back…. Fill me…. I need you to come inside me. Give it to me.”
Mo Yuan released her hands and pulled Seventeen’s body up slightly. She placed her hands behind her, so they were face to face while he was still between her creamy thighs inside her drenched bloom. Mo Yuan put his hand’s palm flat on both sides of Seventeen’s body and quickened his pace. Their faces inches from each other. Bai Qian could feel the heat from Mo Yuan’s heavy breathing on her face. Mo Yuan moaned and said in harsh and uneven words, “I want to see your face when I fill you. I’ll give you what you want. Take it all.”
Seventeen dropped her head back from the indescribable pleasure, but Mo Yuan grabbed the back of her neck firmly and pulled her face back to his. Mo Yuan kissed Seventeen roughly and urgently. He broke their kiss, but their faces were just inches apart. Mo Yuan dark, warm, eyes stared into hers and whispered labored, “Seventeen, I want to see your face when I claim your body with my seed. I love you. I’m coming.”
Seventeen struggled to keep her eyes open. Mo Yuan held his intense gaze but his eyebrows furrowed from his extreme pleasure. Seventeen’s body convulsed as she climaxed. She cried in agonized gasps, “Shifu… you’re too big…..too thick……….it hurts, but I love it. Don’t stop……I love you.”
Mo Yuan fought for his breath as he released his essence deep inside Seventeen’s anticipating inner warmth while feeling her inner walls pulsate rhythmically around his throbbing manhood that was still ejaculating inside her.
Mo Yuan was still fighting his harsh and uneven breath. He placed his forehead against Seventeen’s. She had her eyes closed still basking in her climax when Mo Yuan whispered, “I love you.”
Seventeen opened her eyes and replied gasping for air, ” Of course you do. Why? I’m a nine-tailed white fox, and I’m stunning.”
Seventeen felt Mo Yuan’s erection pressed against her leg, looked at Mo Yuan and said slyly, “They got it wrong. You’re not the God of War but the God of Love, Shifu, but I did use an enchantment spell so…”
Before Seventeen could finish her sentence, Mo Yuan lifted his body off her, rolled so Seventeen was on top and pulled her down on his ready manhood and said, “You want a child? I will give you a child.”
Mo Yuan placed his strong hands on her hips and pulled Seventeen down harder on his ready, hard, shaft so that she gasped from the depth of his sword. Mo Yuan smirked at Seventeen as he pulled her down and proclaimed in his low whispered voice, “Neither of us leaves this room until you’re pregnant.”
Mo Yuan showed Seventeen why he was the ‘God Of War’ and the mastery of his sword skills for days resulting in him successfully impregnating his little Seventeen.
Outside of Seventeen’s room on Kunlun Mountain, the disciples suddenly lifted up their head. Some cringed, others rolled their eyes while others blushed and some even covered their ears. Their Shifu, High God, Mo Yuan, had forgotten to put up the privacy shield…….again.
to be continued….