Chapter 135: The Most Beautiful Tech Nerd (2)

Su Quan said, "Wang Yue, why not try with Fangfei and see if that method works. If it does, everything is solved."

It naturally would not work, but the act still had to be put on. Wang Yue taught Yan Fangfei the dual cultivation method and tried it with her on the spot.

He even tried it with Su Quan as well.

The result needed no saying.

"It’s fine. We can try again later. We didn’t succeed the first time either," Su Mengqing said. "If there’s nothing else, let’s go. Don’t keep bothering Sister Fangfei."

"There’s one more thing I need Aunt Fangfei’s help with," Wang Yue said.

Yan Fangfei looked at him and said nothing.

Wang Yue took out the storage ring. "Can Aunt help me change its appearance?"

Yan Fangfei took the ring and still said nothing, only watched him.

Wang Yue paused, then realized she was waiting for the requirement. "Make it look as luxurious as you can. Something that matches my status."

The ring was unremarkable, like an ordinary little iron band. If the new look stayed that low-key, it would clash with him instead.

Yan Fangfei nodded, went to a nearby workbench, took out a pile of liquids and powders Wang Yue did not recognize, and tinkered for a bit.

Moments later the drab black-iron ring had completely changed.

It now looked as if it had been carved from diamond, crystal clear, throwing seven-colored light under the lamps. A tiny skull like white jade was set into it. Luxurious, and with a style of its own.

Fine. Unique was unique. The style suited him anyway.

Wang Yue smiled inwardly and took the ring back. "Thank you, Aunt Fangfei."

After they took leave of Su Quan and Yan Fangfei, Wang Yue and the other five boarded the hovering vehicle Hong Ling and the others had brought.

It was a seven-seater, much larger than the one Wang Yue usually drove. Six people sat in it with room to spare, which also meant Wang Yue lost the pleasure of being wrapped in soft warmth.

"Wang Yue, what do you think of this Aunt Fangfei of yours?" Su Mengqing asked from beside him.

"She’s good. She looks like a machine with no feelings, but she’s decent. She does what you ask," Wang Yue said offhand.

"I’m asking how she looks," Su Mengqing said. "Don’t men have different tastes? Does Aunt Fangfei fit yours?"

"That’s a waste of a question. She’s one of the Four Peerless of Golden Mountain City. She’s already past the range where taste matters. Unless someone likes the weird kind, who would say she isn’t beautiful?" Wang Yue laughed.

Su Mengqing smiled faintly and dropped it. "Where do you want to go in a bit?"

Wang Yue thought. "If there’s nothing else, just take me home."

"Hmph. Pull out and turn cold, is that it?" Su Mengqing said, suddenly unhappy.

Wang Yue blinked. "What do you mean?"

"What do you think I mean? Don’t you know what you just did? If martial artists didn’t have a self-cleaning ability, their cunts and wombs would still have the semen you shot into them. Can’t you stay with them a little longer?"

Then, quieter: "What a clueless blockhead."

"Ah?" Wang Yue had never had any real romance. He had plenty of women, but it was all desire and no feeling. When there was feeling, it was family feeling. He did not know how to deal with women.

Not knowing was fine. He could learn. "All right. These hundred-odd jin of me are yours today. Arrange it however you want."

"That’s more like it," Su Mengqing snorted.

Zi Yun already had feelings for Wang Yue. After her body had been conquered she had fallen for him completely. She could not help speaking up for him. "Sister Qing, we’re fine. If Young Master Wang has something to do, you don’t have to worry about us."

"In broad daylight, what could he have to do?" Su Mengqing said. "And stop calling him Young Master Wang. Just use his name. You’re his women now. No need to be so distant."

That line was less for Hong Ling and the others than for Wang Yue. She was trying to grab her sisters a bit of standing in front of him. This man already had no shortage of women, and every one of them was close to him. If they did not push a little, the sisters might get left cold.

Bai Yan, who was driving, suddenly laughed. "Sister Qing, does that mean we’re on the same level from now on?"

"What same level. You’ll still listen to me," Su Mengqing said, pleased. "I’m the senior here."

"Yes, you really take being the elder seriously. Afraid the juniors will get pent up," Hong Ling said with a laugh, her eyes dropping to Wang Yue’s crotch.

At some point Su Mengqing had already pulled out Wang Yue’s stiff cock and was stroking it up and down.

She had no restraint at all. While she kept pumping him she said, "That’s right. I like his big cock. What about it? Don’t you?"

Remembering how that cock had fucked them until they were dying of pleasure, the four women said nothing. How could they not like it?

"No answer? Just now you only used it for dual cultivation. It has plenty of other tricks you haven’t tasted. Might as well feel it with something else," Su Mengqing said. "Zi Yun, you first this time."

"Ah?" Zi Yun’s hand went to her ass on instinct, her face bitter. "Sister Qing, that’s not good. I’ll die."

"I only told you to suck him. How would you die?" Su Mengqing said, then caught up. "You didn’t think I wanted him to take your back door?"

She turned to look at Wang Yue and silently hoped he did not have that idea.

Wang Yue shook his head. At least for now he did not. He could not even understand it. With a cunt that good right there, what fun was there in the back door?

Zi Yun relaxed, leaned in, and under Su Mengqing’s guidance opened her small mouth and took Wang Yue’s cock.

...

They were in no hurry. The trip out had taken less than an hour. The way back took more than two.

In that time, under Su Mengqing’s coaching, Hong Ling and the other three learned a new skill, serving Wang Yue with hands and mouths.

Wang Yue had a wonderful time through the lesson and came twice each in Su Mengqing’s mouth and in Hong Ling and the others’.

That made Hong Ling and the rest marvel again. Wang Yue’s body was already unlike ordinary people, and this part of him was beyond imagination, as if he could never finish coming.

From last night until now, not counting the earlier round with Su Mengqing, just since the four of them had arrived he had already come more than thirty times, and every load was that much. Who knew how that not-especially-tall body stored it or made it so fast.

Back in the city the six of them first found a civilian restaurant for lunch, then headed straight for the commercial street.

With Su Mengqing leading, Hong Ling and the others, who spent their days tense with cultivation and adventuring, let go completely. They took off the combat outfits that had almost become daily wear, changed into ordinary women’s clothes, and drifted from shop to shop.

Wang Yue suffered and enjoyed it at the same time.

No matter how strong a man was, shopping with women still wore body and mind down. The spending habits were different. Men saw something and bought it. Women picked and compared even when money was no object.