In front of a mansion, a circle with intricate designs could be seen. In front of the mansion, there were three men in suits standing outside in expectation of a special somebody.
While a few people could be seen staring through the windows of the mansion, everybody had their expectations.
When it was getting to a while and the person hadn't come, most of them at the window lost hope. But the three men standing there still waited.
"Tsk—obviously no one is—"
Before the frustrated man could speak further, the once clear sky began to darken, and the circle in front started glowing purple.
Then, as if a beam descended from the black clouds, a large purple beam shot into the glowing circle, illuminating the mansion with a new color of light.
The ones standing in the area of the circle had to block the light because it was so bright and accompanied by a gush of wind. This lasted for nearly a minute, and then someone walked out of this beam.
Standing majestically tall, it was Xuan, who had not expected his coming here to be anticipated by three unknown individuals.
As transport was completed, the sky went back to normal, and the beam slowly faded, as the circle also stopped glowing. Xuan didn't expect to see people dressed in a way he didn't understand.
But he could tell that they were expecting him because he could see them smiling as if an experiment had just been successful.
Then the most unexpected happened. These people were on their knees with their heads bowed to Xuan. Still yet, Xuan hadn't asked where he was or what was happening.
At least he knew for himself that this was another world where he wasn't crippled. He was savoring the legs he now had.
"Great warrior, you've arrived. You must be tired after that journey. Please, let us go inside."
One of the men spoke. He was a middle-aged man with a brown beard and an eye patch. The other two behind him seemed like bodyguards.
It was time to take his first step in decades. Xuan closed his eyes and attempted a step forward. The moment his feet moved and touched the ground—
Xuan opened his eyes with a little tear and a smile etched across his face.
'Whoever these people were, they were expecting someone, and I'm definitely not that someone. Will they kill me if they know I'm not a great warrior?' thought Xuan.
He hadn't done anything great in his life for someone to call him that. These people were definitely expecting someone else, but Xuan followed them inside the mansion.
"Great warrior, we've been expecting your arrival. Was it Mr. Han that sent you?"
Having heard his uncle's name, Xuan hesitantly said yes. Who knows, maybe he could be some sort of human sent to pay his uncle's debt, but the man wouldn't have referred to him as "great warrior" if that was the case.
"We really appreciate the dual cultivation technique Mr. Han had shown us," the man continued as they walked inside the mansion. "I was able to make two breakthroughs, and now I'm at stage 3 spirit combustion."
When Xuan heard the man's cultivation level, he screamed inside his head. After meridian breakthrough, there were the seven stages of body refinement, then five stages of spirit combustion.
So why would someone that strong be calling Xuan a great warrior? Which meant he must be expecting someone far stronger, and by the next question, Xuan confirmed he was right.
"Great warrior, you must have reached stage 2 martial realm. Is your total strength above 25?" asked the man. Xuan agreed to everything calmly, now knowing he was cooking his death if these people found out how weak he was.
He hadn't even made it past his meridian breakthrough, let alone reached stage 2 martial realm. Even if he wasn't crippled, it would take decades to reach a level like that.
The man then showed Xuan his lovely family, especially his daughters and wife, with a few step-relatives living with them.
He came to find out the man's wife, Zhao Lan, had a reputation as the most beautiful woman in this world. It must be thanks to the dual cultivation technique Han had shown them.
All through the introduction, Zhao Lan couldn't keep her eyes off Xuan. Of course, Xuan was very handsome. It was the same face in both worlds; nothing had changed.
Xuan was still trying to understand his purpose here for this family. Was it to show them new techniques like his uncle or what?
After the little tour, the man showed Xuan his room. Xuan needed to freshen up, and someone would get new clothes for him.
Now finally alone in his room, Xuan collapsed on the bed, bouncing a few times before he sighed.
"So does this mean the cube wasn't there by accident? Shit, Uncle Han must be looking for it right now."
Xuan sighed. He pulled off his wuxia art clothing and hit the shower to freshen up. He was already here, and what brought him here was the first thing to do.
Xuan stared at his face in the mirror—black-haired with red eyes and a well-sculpted face. After the shower, he was going to meet with Mr. Lan.
As Xuan came out with a small towel, he lay on the bed naked, waiting patiently for the new clothes, as if done on purpose.
The door opened without Xuan's permission, and it was Zhao Lan. Xuan couldn't react, as what he was seeing kept him frozen.
'Isnt this the man's wife? She's very beautiful', thought Xuan.
The beautiful, silky-skinned woman was wearing red panties and a bra. Her thick thighs and amazing breast melons gave Xuan unhidden desires.
His rod was already anticipating the intentions in the air, because when a man and a woman are alone in one room in a world of dual cultivation, indulging themselves was the next.
Making Xuan's rod even harder, Zhao Lan walked closer and squatted beside Xuan's leg. Dipping her hand in her mouth, she brought it out and started rubbing it around Xuan's enlarging veined rod.
Playing with his balls with her wet tongue, Xuan was forced to grab hold of her hair. Up till now, none of them had exchanged words. Her soft lips gradually found their way around Xuan's dick; he could feel it twitching with every stroke.
She even made it worse by clapping Xuan's dick with her teeth, taking it down and up. Xuan was feeling it—her beautiful face smiling at him in a seductive way.
Zhao Lan stood up and turned around, squatted down, and pulled off her red panties. Holy mother—her expensive, big, fat bum bum was now between Xuan's legs.
She grabbed hold of his dick and plup... uuuh, the entering made her briefly moan. Zhao Lan started going up and down, slowly, in the best possible way.
Plulp' Plulp' Pulp'
Xuan could feel the warmth inside her cunt, the gate of pleasure tightening its hold on his dick. He grabbed her breast, then started twisting her nipples. As it intensified, she began to bounce faster and moan.
"Uuuuh... Xua... Uh ....xuan...uh...too sweet"
While biting the bottom of her red lips, Xuan could see her eyes going back inside her head. She was enjoying it, and so was he.
It was time to use a taboo technique. Heaven's taboo technique: 50 naked sword art!