Starting with a Family System to Become an Immortal Official Chapter 54
Over the next few weeks, Li Qingmu kept his word.
Every two days, Gao Yue would first sweep the halls with her divine senses to ensure no prying eyes or wandering disciples lingered near the Peak Master’s abode.
Only then would she quietly escort the young man inside.
She never asked questions.
Only bowed slightly and retreated to leave the heavy doors to seal behind him.
Inside Madam Chen’s private chambers, the routine had become strangely familiar.
The elegant widow would be waiting on her knees with her nightdress already loosened at the collar and a lotion applied on her body to make her curves pop out. Her proud lips would part with a soft, reluctant sigh the moment Li Qingmu freed his pole of meat from his pants.
"Again?"
Every time she asked the same thing.
"Must you truly visit so often, child?"
But she clearly loved seeing him each session.
"Three days was the original plan."
He would remind her with a teasing smile, already guiding her small head forward.
"But your constitution is more than expected. Better safe than sorry, Senior Yuxuan."
She never argued further.
The fear of not licking his sweaty manhood clean would not allow it.
Her delicate mouth would stretch wide, cheeks hollowing as she took him in with grace—slow at first, then deeper and much more devoted.
The wet sounds of her service is always shameless.
Schlop... schlop... juru... jurururu...
She could never not make naughty sounds.
Chen Yuxuan is an inexperienced mother.
But she is naughty by nature.
Sometimes she complained through the fullness.
"Mmmph—! Can you not... twitch so violently?"
"Eh?"
"Hnnngh... it scrapes my throat raw!"
Li Qingmu would chuckle and affectionately comb her hair with his fingers.
"That’s the yang pulse. Means it’s potent."
Another time, he taught her a new rhythm.
Slow, teasing circles with her tongue around the swollen cap before plunging deep.
"Degrading..."
She gasped when he finally let her breathe as saliva strung from her chin to his glistening shaft.
"Ordering a master like some... some brothel girl."
"Yet you learn quickly."
He praised, thumb brushing her puffed lower lip.
"Your mouth remembers better than your pride allows."
She would hmph, cheeks flushing red, and dive back in with renewed much more hunger.
As though to prove she needed no instruction at all.
And each time he would release.
Thick, hot ropes that flooded her mouth until her cheeks bulged like a chipmunk’s.
She still wasn’t used to the smell or taste.
The strong odor always wanted to make her spit out.
And the taste always made her gag bitterly.
"Supreme tonic."
He always reminded her softly.
"Supreme filth!"
She would counter and wipe her plump, rosy lips with the back of a trembling hand.
He taught her more techniques each visit.
One night he had her lie on her back at the edge of the bed as her head hung off, so he could feed his dragon straight down her elegant throat.
"Open wider, Yuxuan. Let it slide..."
"This is insulting! I am not your sword sheath!"
Yet she never refused the next visit.
Another night he instructed her to use only her tongue.
No lips or hands.
Just the flat of it lapping along the underside while she gazed up at him with those proud, half-lidded eyes.
"Like tasting fine spirit wine."
"Hmph. More like bitter medicine!"
She retorted, but her tongue obeyed and swirled obediently around the swollen cap until he rewarded her with thick sprays that painted her tongue white.
Then came the inspection.
Li Qingmu never rushed this part.
First, her breasts.
"Remove the tapes and bra, Senior."
With a quiet sigh, Madam Chen would unfasten the tapes on her nipples and slide the silk bra away.
Her massive, heavenly melons spilled free.
In the early days, milk still beaded at the rosy tips.
He would cup them firmly to weigh them in his palms.
"No further growth."
He noted with satisfaction.
"Good. Your curves have stabilized at perfection."
Then he squeezed to draw forth thin streams of milk that pattered into waiting porcelain bowls.
Plink... plink...
Day by day, the flow lessened.
She is not lactating like a cow anymore.
By the tenth session.
Only a few reluctant drops remained.
On the fifteenth, he knelt before her to pinch and tug her swollen nipples for nearly half an hour as he twisted gently and rolled them between fingers.
Nothing came.
"Enough!"
Madam Chen finally snapped and slapped his hands away with a sharp crack.
"I am not a cow to be milked dry, boy!"
Li Qingmu laughed low.
"Apologies, Senior. Merely thorough."
Next, the rear inspection.
"On all fours, Yuxuan. Face away."
She obeyed with stiff dignity then lowered herself to hands and knees.
Her heart-shaped butt was on full display.
Then he’d part them wide until he saw something pink.
There was only dry love juice.
If it wasn’t for the virgin seal then he’d stick his fingers deep inside her to be sure.
"Still only moderate leakage."
He murmured approvingly.
"Your arousal is controlled. Excellent progress."
Madam Chen buried her burning face in the sheets.
She is ashamed.
"Glad it pleases you. Now finish your childish prodding and leave me be."
But as weeks passed, something changed.
One night.
After swallowing and enduring the usual inspection.
Madam Chen lingered on the bed as her fingers idly traced the edge of her nightdress.
"My body... feels strange lately..."
She spoke softly.
"Perhaps you should examine more closely."
Li Qingmu arched a brow.
"You appear perfectly healthy, senior."
She unbuttoned the front of her gown with grace and let it fall open.
Her humongous breasts bounced out.
"Here."
She cupped them from beneath and lifted them toward him like an offering.
"Perhaps... if you used your mouth. It might trigger the lactation again. For thoroughness."
He leaned back slightly.
"That’s not necessary."
Her eyes flashed.
"Just check."
He made a smug face.
"Could it be... the lofty Madam Chen has begun enjoying our little sessions?"
She snapped her eyes shut and let out a sharp hmph!
"Do not flatter yourself, brat."
She tucked her breasts back into her dress.
"I have an important meeting next week. I merely wish to be careful. That is all."
Li Qingmu chuckled.
"I do admire a prideful woman. But I dislike one who cannot speak her desires plainly. If you wish to be spoiled further in bed, simply ask."
Her tiny palm slammed the mattress.
"Silence! Out!"
He left with a warm smile.
The moment the doors closed, Madam Chen pressed both hands to her flushed face.
"A mother... acting like some lovesick girl."
She groaned miserably.
Several days later... another visit.
Li Qingmu had just completed a cycle of his divine sword organ cultivation.
Gao Yue met him at the side entrance and nodded that the halls were clear.
As they walked, he surprised her with small talk.
"How have you been faring, Auntie Gao?"
The tall beauty blinked and paused mid-step.
『Since when does he speak so familiarly?』
But she smiled politely.
"Well enough, young master. And yourself?"
He shrugged.
"I informed Yuxuan there’s no need for a session today as her constitution is well suppressed."
Gao Yue’s lips curved faintly.
"Perhaps the madam enjoys it. She’s heard many claim you are quite the vigorous man."
He grinned sideways.
"Care to discover the truth of that rumor?"
She laughed softly.
"No, thank you. This one has a fiancé—an immortal official in the Lower Heaven Realms."
"Uh-huh."
Li Qingmu nodded disappointedly.
At that very moment.
Chen Yuling approached from the opposite corridor with a scroll tucked under her arm.
"This should be the letter confirming Mother’s meeting date. I’ll leave it and go visit my darling..."
She rounded the corner and froze.
Li Qingmu stood chatting easily with Auntie Gao.
Yuling ducked behind a pillar with narrowed eyes.
"What is he doing here again!?"
She watched him disappear into her mother’s private chambers.
Shock widened her eyes.
『He enters Mother’s rooms so casually? Why isn’t Auntie Gao stopping him!?』