Wang Yaning smiled and said, "Oh, really? Then Iâll give it a try later."
Suddenly, Wang Yaru asked, "Brother, having fucked so many women, which one do you think was the best?"
"What do you mean by âthe bestâ?" Wang Yue asked.
"It means the most comfortable feeling when fucking," Wang Yaru explained. "Everyoneâs vagina is different, so the feeling after penetration naturally varies. Who do you think was the most comfortable?"
Hearing this, Wang Yalan and Wang Yaning also pricked up their ears. Although they didnât want to compete, they were curious about who their brother thought was the best.
Wang Yue laughed and said, "Of course, theyâre all equally comfortable for me. If you insist on knowing who is the best, then itâs simply whichever vagina my penis feels most comfortable in."
"What?" Wang Yaru wasnât satisfied with this answer.
However, Wang Xinâer already knew her brother would say that. Through telepathy, she even knew that what he desired most was his motherâs vagina, which he hadnât yet fucked. After that came his auntsâ vaginas and her own.
But of course, he wouldnât say that out loud. So, Wang Xinâer smiled and changed the subject, saying, "If you ask him that, he probably wonât be able to compare. Itâs better to ask him about the one who left the deepest impression on him."
Wang Yaru immediately changed her question, asking, "Yes, brother, who left the deepest impression on you?"
"Of course, itâs Mom Yan," Wang Yue replied without hesitation.
"Our mom?!" Wang Yalan and Wang Yaning exclaimed in surprise, then asked curiously, "Why?"
"Because Mom Yan was my first woman. I gave her my virginity," Wang Yue said. "She taught me many sexual techniques."
So, their mother was actually their brotherâs first woman!
Wang Yalan and the others were amazed. Although they were a little envious that their mother had given their brother his virginity, it wasnât too strong because they didnât really care who it was. It didnât matter who he gave it to as long as he loved them after fucking.
But Wang Yaru said, "Iâm sure our mom never imagined that you would use the techniques she taught you to get all three of her daughters."
"No, Mom Yan always said that she didnât want to marry you off and wanted to keep you all by her side. She even said she wanted me to be your man," Wang Yue said.
"So, our mom really thought about us," the three sisters said in admiration.
If they had known about their motherâs plans before falling in love with Wang Yue and giving him their bodies, they would have thought it was ridiculous. But now, they felt only gratitude towards their mother.
"Do you feel like repaying Mom Yan?" Wang Yue asked with a smile.
The three sisters nodded in agreement.
Wang Yue continued, "Then letâs find a time to take care of her together, so she can fully feel our love as her children."
Wang Yueâs proposal was extremely shamelessâhe not only wanted to fuck all four of them, but he also wanted them to fuck him together.
But Wang Yalan and the other two sisters agreed.
"Brother, I also want to help take care of our mom with you," Wang Xinâer said softly.
"Donât worry, that day isnât far away," Wang Yue said confidently. Since their mother was already ready to counterattack him, as long as he cooperated, wouldnât that day come soon?
Although they were talking while fucking, their movements werenât intense. But the sensation of penetrating deep into the uterus was too powerful. Since it was Wang Yalanâs first time, she didnât take long to reach orgasm again.
As her sisterâs uterus and vagina tightly clamped around him, Wang Yue also reached orgasm shortly after.
As soon as the brothersâ orgasms ended, Wang Xinâer and Wang Yaru rushed forward.
Wang Xinâer grabbed the base of her brotherâs penis and pulled it out of her sisterâs vagina. She opened her mouth and took it in, ignoring the mixture of semen and vaginal fluids on it.
Wang Yaru was even more daring. She opened her mouth and kissed her sisterâs vagina, sucking out the semen that her brother had ejaculated into her sisterâs vagina along with her sisterâs vaginal fluids. She ate it all, taking three big sucks before she finished.
Wang Xinâer licked her brotherâs penis clean, then turned to Wang Yaning and said, "Second sister, itâs your turn. Come on."
"But, you and Xiao Ru..." Wang Yaning naturally wanted to take her brotherâs penis into her vagina right away and enjoy the feeling of him penetrating deep into her uterus.
But since she and her sister had already enjoyed themselves, she couldnât compete with her two younger sisters.
Wang Xinâer smiled and said, "Donât worry about us. The night before last, Xiao Ru and I were fucked by this bad guy for most of the night. We still havenât recovered yet. So today, brother belongs to you and your sister."
Wang Yaning was surprised. The feeling of fucking her brother was so good that she wouldnât get tired of it even if he did it for a lifetime. Why would Xinâer say that?
But since Xinâer said so, she naturally wouldnât refuse her sisterâs kindness. So, after her sister made room, she immediately lifted her cheongsam and straddled her brother, allowing his penis to penetrate her empty vagina once again.
...
The three siblings, along with the two sisters who watched from the side, fucked and talked, enjoying the warm family affection and passionate excitement. They played from noon until nearly three in the afternoon.
At this time, Wang Yalan and Wang Yaning finally understood how their sisters felt.
Having been fucked by their brother seven or eight times, although they still wanted it, their bodies were completely satisfied.
Their vaginas were so numb from being fucked that they were even a little swollen. Even if their brother tried to penetrate them again, they wouldnât feel any pleasure.
While their bodies were completely satisfied, they also made significant progress in spiritual cultivation.
Since Wang Yue has now reached the Mortal Shedding Realm, he can make more efficient use of the feminine yin energy.
As a result, although the yin energy of both women has not yet been fully utilized, they have directly advanced from the Qi Refining Realm to the Tianyuan Realm, and they are currently in the middle stage of the Tianyuan Realm.
With continued progress, it is believed that they will soon be able to reach the Gui Zhen Realm, which they never even dared to dream of before.
Wang Yue also gained a lot. After absorbing the yin energy from his two sisters, his cultivation level advanced from the early stage of the first layer of the Mortal Shedding Realm to the middle stage, with not much left before reaching the later stage.
Moreover, since both women are his biological sisters, sharing the same roots, the purity of his true qi further increased, reaching forty-three times the normal level.
After the passionate moments, they did not separate but stayed together, chatting about various topics. The four sisters worked together to satisfy their beloved brotherâs desires, causing him to ejaculate periodically, and they shared the delicious semen among themselves.
Meanwhile, Zhang Hong and Li Gang embarked on a journey of training, accompanied by Li Gangâs childhood friend Wu Li.
In the southern district of Jinling City, where the three major families do not have influence, it is one of the most chaotic areas in the city. The only underground arena in Jinling is located here.
"Uncle Zhang, I really donât want to fight," Li Gang said, looking at the two men fighting on the octagonal arena and listening to the roaring cheers of thousands of spectators.
"This is a hurdle you must overcome!" Zhang Hong said seriously. "Unless you want to remain a superficial expert who can only deal with weak opponents, disappointing the young masterâs expectations of you."
Mentioning the young masterâs expectations, Li Gang became determined and nodded. "Okay, Iâll go."
"Donât worry, Uncle Zhang and I will cheer for you," Wu Li encouraged Li Gang.
After some intensive study, she knew quite a bit about the martial arts world and understood how much Wang Yue had done for Li Gang. So, she sensibly helped persuade him.
Then, the three of them put on masks and went to the registration desk behind them.
Martial artists are people with reputations. Even if they are short on money and need to earn money in the arena, they donât want others to know they have been there.
Here, people can not only watch martial artists fight but also place bets on the outcomes. Many spectators are worried that they might be recognized after winning money.
Therefore, wearing masks is quite common here. At least six out of ten people wear masks.
The arena has its own martial artists, but these fighters only appear when no one registers.
After all, if all the fighters were from the arena, it would be too easy to manipulate the results, and the spectators wouldnât accept the outcomes unless there was a life-and-death struggle.
But martial artists arenât like common vegetables that can be killed after just one fight.
The arena couldnât afford that.
So, most of the fighters are those who register voluntarily.
"Letâs register for a fight," Zhang Hong said in a deeper voice than usual as they approached the registration desk.
"Who fights?" The staff member didnât ask any unnecessary questions. Seeing that there were three of them, he asked directly.
"Him," Zhang Hong pointed to Li Gang behind him. "Code name: Bear Big."
"Bear Big? That code name fits him well." The staff member looked at Li Gang, who was over two meters tall, strong as a small mountain, and wearing a brown bear mask. He didnât ask any more questions and registered him, giving him a number badge. "Wait for your name to be called according to the number badge. Whether you win or lose, youâll get one million credit points as an entry fee. You can also place bets at the betting booth, but you can only bet on your own wins, not your own losses."
Zhang Hong seemed very familiar with this process and didnât have any questions. After receiving the number badge, he took Li Gang and the other person to the contestant lounge corresponding to their number badge.
"Uncle Zhang, is registration really that simple?" Li Gang asked curiously. "Why donât they even ask about oneâs cultivation level?"
"Thatâs how the arena works. They donât ask about the participantsâ cultivation levels. Itâs all about skill. If you encounter someone with much higher cultivation levels than you, you can only accept your fate," Zhang Hong explained.
"But isnât that unfair?" Li Gang asked.
"Where is fairness in this world?" Zhang Hong laughed coldly.
"When a lower-level martial artist encounters a higher-level one, you say itâs unfair. But even lower-level martial artists are still martial artists. When facing ordinary people, do you think itâs unfair? Even among ordinary people, there are differences in wealth and social status. Some people are born into wealth, while others have to work hard to make a living. Is that fair?"
Speaking of this, Zhang Hong seemed deeply moved.
But then again, as a member of the Tianhai Zhang family, Zhang Hong had great talent and worked hard.
But because he was born into a collateral branch of the family, he not only couldnât receive any training from the family but also had to be ordered around by a good-for-nothing like Zhang Lingfeng. How could that be fair?
Li Gang was simple-minded but not stupid. After hearing Zhang Hongâs words, he nodded thoughtfully and said nothing more.
From the contestantsâ dressing room, one can also see the scenes taking place on the arena. Continuously, warriors step onto the stage to engage in duels.
Some battles are quickly decided, while others drag on for a long time.
But no matter how long it takes, the loser doesnât leave the arena in good conditionâusually, they leave seriously injured. One unfortunate warrior was even killed on the spot.
The more severely injured the warriors are, the louder the cheers from the spectators become. Most of them are ordinary people who usually act humbly in front of warriors.
But seeing these seemingly invincible warriors get beaten up like dead dogs fills them with an indescribable sense of pleasure.
This is human natureâs dark side.
Moreover, the existence of gambling only fuels these peopleâs desire to bet. Those who win cheer loudly, while those who lose curse loudly. Here, no one tries to hide their emotions.