Due to Zhe Yan’s vengeful blabbering mouth, Seventeen becoming pregnant wasn’t an issue. Abstinence was the greatest, and most certain form of contraception from pregnancy. Mo Yuan wasn’t allowed to touch his future wife for months. Seventeen’s stubborn, unyielding temper wasn’t just a threat but a fact and reality. She stayed angry and hateful towards Mo Yuan for months. Seventeen’s resolve would have eventually weakened, but Zhe Yan’s snarky comment about her resembling Mo Yuan’s former women was the clincher that settled matters…conclusively.
The verbal kiss of doom. Zhe Yan was the Grim Reaper of Mo Yuan’s intimacy and sex life.
During Seventeen’s time of resentment towards Mo Yuan, she spent most of her free time with Ye Hua. Seventeen and Ye Hua played chess, talked, went into the mortal realm to hear stories at her favorite tea house. When Mo Yuan subtly hinted of his displeasure, Seventeen smiled and said,
“Shifu, Ye Hua and I are good friends. We’ve only met in public, and we’re never alone behind closed doors. Your concerns and paranoia are unnecessary.”
Mo Yuan lightly hinted to Ye Hua, that Seventeen was purposely using Ye Hua to make Mo Yuan jealous. Ye Hua happily replied, “Oh! Yes, I know, and I love it. I adore spending time with Qian Qian regardless of her reasoning. I’m just happy to be with her. High God Mo Yuan, our time together is always around others, and we’re never alone.”
Mo Yuan could say nothing. Both Seventeen and Ye Hua’s activities were innocent, but Mo Yuan’s jealousy was uncontrollable.
After that fateful day when Zhe Yan opened his maliciously, cunning mouth, Seventeen didn’t go to Kunlun Mountain for four months. Mo Yuan went to Qingqiu instead. Bai Zhi, the Fox Queen, Seventeen’s mother, and Seventeen’s brother, Bai Zhen, snickered and laughed at Mo Yuan openly. They were all aware of Zhe Yan’s verbal form of revenge towards Mo Yuan for his past grievances. The Fox Clan found great humor in Mo Yuan’s unfortunate situation.
Seventeen made sure, she and Mo Yuan were never alone. He couldn’t get close enough to her for even a tiny kiss. While Seventeen continued her icy form of cold warfare, their wedding plans continued. She was angry, but not enough to call off the wedding. Mo Yuan took this as a good sign and endured his punishment silently without complaint. Bai Zhi, who’d wordlessly watched his old friend suffer, pulled Mo Yuan privately to the side.
Bai Zhi said, “Mo Yuan, your father said many things that were untrue but the Dragon Tears, he was right. Heavenly Father was 100% correct. It was just like when we first married before we had the children. Four solid days and nights of newlywed-like bliss. You should see the smile on Qian Qian’s mother’s face. Since you helped me, I’ll repay you and send my daughter to Kunlun Mountain on an errand. You’ve known your disciple for a long time so you should also know some of her weaknesses.”
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As Bai Zhi said, Seventeen arrived at Kunlun Mountain to deliver a document for Mo Yuan. The disciples told her that their Shifu was down on the lower level of Kunlun Mountain. Seventeen went below to find Mo Yuan, nude standing under one of the waterfalls. His naked body was spectacular. Mo Yuan’s loose hair, soaking wet and the rapidly flowing water covered his muscular, sturdy body. He dropped his head down which caused his broad shoulders to widen and flex. Mo Yuan’s backside was tanned, defined, and sculpted. Seventeen’s anger, determination, convictions weakened and wavered as she hungrily watched Mo Yuan bathe.
Mo Yuan sensed Seventeen’s presence immediately. He kept his back towards her. Mo Yuan covertly stroked his manhood, so it was fully erect. His sex thick and stood up stiffly from his defined body. Mo Yuan slowly turned to his side so Seventeen could get a view of his profile and his ready swollen sword. He slyly glanced towards where he’d sensed Seventeen, but she was gone.
Shocked, Mo Yuan turned and looked at the location where Seventeen should have been when suddenly, he felt her arms slide around his waist. Her one hand moved down and grabbed his erect rod while the other stroked Mo Yuan’s tight abdomen. She shifted towards the front of his body. Nude, Seventeen wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his. The level of urgency between them was frenzied. Mo Yuan hastily pulled Seventeen into the cave. He lifted her up with his powerful arms as she wrapped her legs around his slender waist.
Mo Yuan held Seventeen’s back up against the cold wall and pressed his yearning lips to hers. Her voracious kisses were excited, rushed, and frantic.
Mo Yuan moaned between the meeting of their lips, “I missed you so much. I love you.”
Seventeen begged desperately, “Please Shifu! I need you inside me now.”
Mo Yuan held and guided himself into Seventeen. Loudly, she groaned when she felt his sword fill her inner walls. Seventeen’s wet body’s surface felt cold to the touch. Her body exuded and radiated heat due to her fast-growing arousal. Seventeen’s skin’s dampness dissipating quickly. Her rich ripened plum-hued nipples erect as the water from her hair dripped in quick secession. Mo Yuan ravenously took Seventeen’s full breasts in his mouth while his thick upward strokes penetrated her tight female sex.
Seventeen’s treasure’s wetness with the moisture from the water made Mo Yuan’s insertion smooth, slippery and effortless. The narrowing of her lower wealth firmly squeezed around his massive pulsating pole. Mo Yuan held Seventeen firmly up by her bubbly bottom. He easily raised her light body up and lowered her down to take the full impact of his ascending stabbing movements. Seventeen’s expression of arousal was exquisite in total rapture drowning in her intense pleasure.
Seventeen moaned, “Oh, yes…harder. I needed this more than you can imagine. Shifu, you’re making me come. Suck my nipples, harder.”
Seventeen cried out and screamed Mo Yuan’s name. He swiftly moved her up and down on his bulging, throbbing shaft while forcefully sucking her nipples with pressure. Suddenly, Seventeen’s sweet honey increased and drenched Mo Yuan’s fat rod.
Seventeen purred, “Shifu, do you want to come inside me?”
Mo Yuan whimpered, “So badly.”
Seventeen purred in her seductive voice, “Do you have a lot of nectar for me?”
Mo Yuan panted and grunted with every stroke. He groped her buttocks tighter, and held her in place while his hips rapidly moved, impaling her soaking sweet sugar walls. Mo Yuan’s penetrations were fast, hard, and rabid.
Mo Yuan said in-between grunts, “I have so much creamy juice for your hot tight blossom.”
Seventeen seductively licked and bit her bottom lip. She closed her eyes from her escalating arousal. Seventeen’s eyes opened and revealed an unfocused gaze of pure ecstasy.
Mo Yuan moved his hands, so his open palms were on top of each other. Seventeen’s bottom placed in the middle seated similar to sitting on a swing. Her legs wrapped tightly around Mo Yuan’s waist with her arms around his neck. He dropped and rolled his head back. A lengthy long, deep, raspy groan came from his lips.
Mo Yuan said in a hoarse voice, “Seventeen, wrap your legs around me tighter. I’m going to fill you with so much of my seeds. I want to kiss you when I explode inside you.”
Seventeen moaned, “I can’t believe it, but I’m ready again…Shifu, fill me and come with me.”
Mo Yuan quickened his frenzied pace even more. His sword stabbed and prodded up into Seventeen with unleashed savage fury. Mo Yuan pressed his lips to her full luscious mouth. Their kiss was fiery, scorching and ardent. Their wet, greedy tongues made love wildly, while their bodies hit their sexual peaks together. The veins on Mo Yuan’s forehead and neck protruded from his powerful release. Spent, he rested his head against Seventeen’s chest and caught his winded, broken breath.
Mo Yuan still held Seventeen up and vigorously licked and sucked her full breasts and nipples. Her delectable nipples hardened in his mouth. Mo Yuan slowly looked up at Seventeen with his sad puppy eyes. She glared at him before a little smile came to her lips. Seventeen puckered her mouth for Mo Yuan to kiss.
Mo Yuan whispered, “I love you. I’m sorry. I’ve missed you more than you realize.”
Seventeen suck out her bottom lip and pouted. “I’m still angry, but not as much as before, and I know Zhe Yan purposely said those things to make me angry. I got even with him, Shifu. I told Bai Zhen about Jīnlóng being one of Zhe Yan’s secret alias when he goes out searching for men. Bai Zhen is furious. He hasn’t spoken to Zhe Yan for weeks. That will teach Zhe Yan for messing with me!”
Mo Yuan smiled and asked, “Seventeen, are you going to stay with me tonight? Please! I want to kiss, hold, and be inside you all night.”
Seventeen hesitantly nodded her head that she would and said, “I’m still furious about resembling some of the women you’ve bedded. Do you ever think about them when you’re with me?”
“No! Never. Seventeen, you’re the most beautiful and desirable woman that I’ve ever met. The passion, and intimacy with you are the best I’ve ever experienced. Everything about you makes me stiff, fully erect and I’ve never had such intense climaxes, ever. Why did you let me come inside you? Does that mean I can start doing that again?” Asked Mo Yuan.
Seventeen teased, “Did you miss it that much?”
Mo Yuan nodded ‘yes’ enthusiastically and said, “More than you’ll ever know. Coming inside you is one of my most favorite activities in the whole wide world.”
Seventeen replied, “Yes, you can start doing it again. I’ve been faithful with my peaches and Zhe Yan said, I wouldn’t get pregnant anymore. Enough time has passed since you drank Dragon’s Tears.”
Mo Yuan smiled and said, “Let’s go back to Kunlun Mountain and turn every wall into reflective mirrors! Even the ceiling and floor. You’ll be able to see EVERYTHING from every angle!”
Seventeen snickered and purred, “Oh, but Shifu. I’ve been mischievous and naughty lately.”
Mo Yuan’s expression became serious and stern as he asked, “Seventeen, do I need to spank you for your bad behavior? As your Shifu, it’s my role and responsibility to discipline you.”
Seventeen wrinkled her nose and replied, “Shifu, I’ve been a real disobedient fox. Very naughty. I think, I need to be punished a couple of times.”
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Two months later…..
Mo Yuan still had moments when he wondered if he was dreaming. Waking up next to his new beautiful wife, Seventeen, every morning was heavenly and unreal like a fantasy.
Unbelievable.
Mo Yuan watched Seventeen sleep many countless nights still unable to believe she was his wife forever. Her beautiful and tantalizing naked body in his bed. Her sweet laughter sounded like a melody to Mo Yuan’s ears. Seventeen’s kisses and touch caused him to melt…every time. Her presence gave Mo Yuan’s life a new purpose and worth. Seventeen and her love was something he never took for granted.
Even 70,000 years after their first meeting, a glance from Seventeen with her big dark sable-colored eyes still made Mo Yuan hold his breath, and his heart ceased to beat. Seventeen’s beautiful, radiant smile restarted his heart.
Every morning, afternoon, and a couple of times before bed, Mo Yuan made love to Seventeen. Sometimes, he took her in the middle of the night while she slept.
Mo Yuan spent many mornings slowly licking Seventeen’s juicy bloom before starting his lessons. His tongue deliberately, leisurely washed and swept over her lower treasure. Mo Yuan penetrated Seventeen’s honeypot with his fingers, and he consumed her entrance with his tongue. Mo Yuan sucked on her lower folds, and pink outer pearl. The sweet taste of Seventeen’s sugar in his mouth was the best way to launch the day, at least in Mo Yuan’s mind.
Afternoons when Seventeen napped, Mo Yuan silently took her from behind. Conveniently, she started napping nude because she knew her Shifu, Mo Yuan, would soon appear.
Mo Yuan concerned himself with furthering Seventeen’s education in the ways of Taoism. As her Shifu, he focused on the teaching of becoming ‘The One.’ Mo Yuan gave Seventeen private lessons…in his lap. Naked and with his manhood buried deep inside her inner core, hence becoming one.
Mo Yuan felt as if he were a young immortal due to his new discovery of consuming love, sizzling passion, and insatiable sexual appetite. Everything about Seventeen was lovable, endearing, arousing and exciting. Even the disciples noticed their Shifu was always in a good mood, since his marriage to Seventeen. Occasionally, they’d catch Mo Yuan smiling when he saw her. The disciples also noticed he was the last to appear for lessons and the first to leave.
Contrary and polar to Mo Yuan’s calm, stoic outer appearance, and behavior as the Master of Kunlun Mountain during the days. When he was alone with his new wife, Seventeen, he chased after and took his little Seventeen like a wild animal during mating season…. Constantly. Seventeen, the catalyst, that turned Mo Yuan an extremely lusty man.
For Mo Yuan, Seventeen had the same effect on his brain and body like a drug. Similar to an addict, he found himself needing a fix of his drug of choice, Seventeen. Often and frequently.
Seventeen continued to eat contraceptive peaches daily. Often, more than one a day due to Mo Yuan’s numerous and repeated internal deposits of his seeds. Mo Yuan, Seventeen’s Shifu, still begged for a baby almost daily. He was sneaky and sly in his quest for a baby. Mo Yuan hid Seventeen’s peaches. She always found them. Mo Yuan switched the peaches for ordinary ones. Seventeen knew the difference just by taste. Mo Yuan’s attempts to impregnate her were relentless and unending.
Occasionally, Zhe Yan personally dropped off, which Mo Yuan referred to as ‘The Evil Anti-Baby Making Fruit’ for Seventeen. Mo Yuan watched Zhe Yan diligently, to ensure Zhe Yan would keep his big fat mouth shut. One day Zhe Yan quietly waited until Mo Yuan’s lessons were through. Zhe Yan lounged leisurely beside Mo Yuan on his teaching platform.
Zhe Yan said, “Mo Yuan, I’m sorry. I’ve been too rough on you. I need to get over the past and move on. Just to show you how sorry I am, the last batch of peaches I brought for Xiao Wu isn’t as efficient as usual. I’d suggest going into seclusion for two-three days to rebalance and up your cultivation then do your thing. Xiao Wu will become pregnant by the end of the month. I guarantee as Medicine God.”
Mo Yuan looked at Zhe Yan suspiciously and doubtfully. Zhe Yan added, “I swear on my title as Medicine God, I’m telling you the truth. I’d like to see a mini Mo Yuan running around giving you grief.”
Silently, Mo Yuan covertly looked around to make sure nobody else was around. Mo Yuan lightly hugged Zhe Yan, then quickly resumed to his stiff posture and gently cleared his throat. Mo Yuan’s expression remained unchanged and reserved, but internally and secretly, Mo Yuan was ecstatic and excited.
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Seventeen swiftly sat up in bed. They’d just finished making love when Mo Yuan told her, he was going into seclusion. Seventeen’s expression instantly clouded with concern.
Seventeen’s arched eyebrows furrowed and her full lips flattened as she asked, “Why are you going into seclusion, Shifu? Are you feeling alright? Is there something you’re not telling me?”
Mo Yuan pulled Seventeen back down into his arms and kissed her lips. He lied. He couldn’t tell Seventeen the real reason behind his seclusion, because it was to impregnate her.
Mo Yuan soothed, “It’s only for two or three days. I’m all right.”
Seventeen looked Mo Yuan’s nude body up and down intently. She touched and examined his body looking for injury. Seventeen’s expression remained unsure.
Seventeen asked, “You wouldn’t hide anything from me? If you’re unwell, you’d tell me, right? I’m your wife. Shifu, you wouldn’t keep any secrets from me?”
Mo Yuan nodded ‘yes’ and said, “Seventeen, I think you love me too much. I’m the God of War. What could be wrong with me? It’s only for personal rebalance. You have nothing to worry about, my love.”
Mo Yuan rolled, so he was on top of Seventeen. He moved between her silky legs. Mo Yuan lazily sucked her nipples and began stroking Seventeen’s bare skin. He leaned up and kissed her lips, but she still looked worried.
Seventeen whispered as tears filled her eyes, “Shifu, I can’t live without you. You know that, right? You mustn’t do anything dangerous. Promise me?”
Mo Yuan touched Seventeen’s cheek and said, “I promise. I won’t ever do anything to endanger myself. I’m going to be with you forever. I love you.”
Seventeen nodded that she believed Mo Yuan but her tears ran down her face. She held on to his body tightly and slightly shook when he made love to her again. Seventeen said nothing but an unexplainable foreboding fear inside her began to grow.
Early, before Seventeen awoke, Mo Yuan went into seclusion without waking his wife. He worried, he wouldn’t be able to leave her if she started to cry. Mo Yuan felt guilty for keeping his reason for seclusion a secret. He knew, if Seventeen became aware of the real reason behind his seclusion, his plans to impregnate her would fail.
Seventeen read the note Mo Yuan left behind over and over. Without cause or reason, she felt afraid and anxious, being apart from him. Seventeen nervously paced Kunlun Mountain all day during Mo Yuan’s first day in seclusion. The second day was much like the first, she couldn’t settle her nerves. Seventeen tensely walked around the school for hours. On the third day, she finally felt a light tap on her shoulder. Seventeen excitedly believed it to be Mo Yuan, and swiftly turned around, but instead saw Donghua Dijun.
Seventeen rounded her arms and bowed to Donghua Dijun. He asked, “Bai Qian, where is your husband, Mo Yuan?”
“Shifu is in seclusion.” Seventeen replied and asked, “Is there something the matter?”
Donghua Dijun’s expression remained the same when he said, “There have been sudden major disturbances from the Bell of the East Emperor.”
“That’s odd. There are still 20,000 years before the Bell must be resealed. Are you sure it’s coming from Qing Cang?” Seventeen asked.
“I think it has something to do with his son’s deaths. The unusual activity has been intense and disturbing.” Donghua Dijun replied.
Seventeen asked astonished, “Ghost Lord Li Jing is dead? Was he ill?”
“Ghost Lord Li Jing’s death is a mystery. Li Yuan, Qing Cang’s eldest son also died recently.” Replied Donghua Dijun.
Donghua Dijun added, “Mo Yuan might need to perform the spell sooner than expected. Bai Qian, tell Mo Yuan about the Bell of the East Emperor, and our conversation when he comes out of seclusion. I think it’s prudent if he seals the bell now. Better to be proactive than reactive. Qing Cang must remain sealed in the Bell for the sake of world peace.”
Seventeen softly replied, “I’ll tell Shifu, the moment he returns.”
Seventeen bowed to Donghua Dijun and watched him leave. She returned into her chamber. Seventeen closed her eyes and sighed deeply. If Donghua Dijun was correct and the Bell was active again, it was a hazard. Too dangerous. Seventeen couldn’t allow Mo Yuan to become hurt. She would die without Mo Yuan. Seventeen picked up her new husband, Mo Yuan’s pillow and inhaled his scent. She slowly looked around her newlywed’s bedroom. The place of pure love and boundless happiness. Seventeen had accomplished everything she’d wanted in life. She was married to the only man she’d ever loved. She’d experienced the joy and bliss of being Mo Yuan’s lover, wife and his everything. Seventeen smiled as she suddenly thought of Mo Yuan’s tiny beauty mark. Tears ran down her face as she summoned the Jade Purity Fan.
Silently, Seventeen rose, with the Jade Purity fan in hand and left Kunlun Mountain. Her reason for her sudden departure, to seal the Bell of the East Emperor, at the place of her death. The Roushui Riverbank to perform the spell Mo Yuan taught her 50,000 years ago.
To be continued…..