The Xiao Mansion in Wutan City, home to the legendary Xiao Yan.
The divorced young man who angrily left home to pursue his own destiny has long since risen to the pinnacle of this continent, possessing boundless power and wealth. Yet, this old mansion, the launching pad for the rise of the Flame Emperor Xiao Yan, remains untouched, untouched, and has become a revered pilgrimage site.
Today, the Xiao Mansion's solemnity is long gone. Lanterns and ornaments hang from the quaint eaves and windows, and even the courtyard walls are smeared with the hideous patterns characteristic of the Black Barbarians. Primitive bonfires are built upon the emerald stone slabs, even roasting various animal parts on them!
Such desecration is like dressing a widowed imperial concubine in garish attire, smearing her face with bright, vulgar rouge, and forcing her into a brothel.
Tuku's maliciousness and mockery were unmistakably revealed on the plaque at the Xiao Mansion's gate. Between the characters "Xiao" and "Fu," a grotesquely distorted and grotesquely misshapen "Slave" was glaringly inserted. It was Tuku's own handwriting, transforming the former Xiao Mansion, the hometown of the Yan Emperor, into his own, Tuku's, Xiao Nu Mansion!
That wasn't all. Even the two stone lions at the entrance of the Xiao Mansion were maliciously replaced with servile, kneeling statues of Xiao Yan, prostrating themselves before the Xiao Nu Mansion like servants, greeting their master!
The statues' expressions were so servile that even the now stoic Xiao Lin couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed. As soon as he approached, the pungent, pungent smell of Tuku's urine hit him.
Looking at the urine stains deeply embedded in the stone of his father's kneeling statue, it was clear that Tuku, the vindictive and petty bastard, had urinated on him numerous times!
Xiao Lin calmly shifted his gaze, glanced behind him, then nodded and bowed, guiding the long red silk thread in his hand up the stairs. Twenty brides, each dressed in their lavish wedding attire, grasped the long red silk thread in their delicate hands.
Xiao Lin's job was to grasp one end of the red silk thread and, like a toad slave, lead these women, who were closely connected to his father, Xiao Yan, into the clutches of tonight's protagonist, Tu Ku!
But as for guilt, Xiao Lin felt none at this moment.
It was simply because these stinking bitches had long since betrayed his father and were in cahoots with his new lover. They were so infatuated with each other that they had already sired several bastards!
Now, each of them was perfectly willing to marry Tu Ku. Xiao Lin wished they could all ascend to the Western Heavens along with the culprit, Tu Ku!
As soon as he entered, the powerful sensation of shared blood sent a burning sensation through Xiao Lin's forehead. Instantly, an exquisitely intricate clan crest imprinted almost entirely covered his forehead!
This crest combined the crests of the two ancient Doudi clans, the Gu and Xiao, and surpassed both! Its rank also surpassed the traditional ten-grade bloodline classification, reaching the unprecedented eleventh-grade super-god-level bloodline!
But this existence had now dimmed, almost on the verge of shattering and dissipating. If it weren't for the aura of shared blood, Xiao Lin himself would have been unable to manifest it.
Nodding and bowing, Xiao Lin followed the bloodline's aura, only to be met with complex, hateful, and resentful gazes from the women.
If the Xiao Mansion had now become Tuku's exclusive paradise, a sanctuary of ecstasy, then these women, bearing Xiao blood and possessing close ties to the Xiao clan, were Tuku's very pleasure!
Here, no matter their bloodline, no matter their talent, any woman of the Xiao clan was Tuku's maidservant or concubine!
And the one who had used all sorts of tricks to capture and bring them here was none other than Xiao Lin, the legitimate son of the Xiao clan and the current clan leader!
Whether they were Xiao Lin's aunts, aunts, or nieces... even those bearing the most noble imperial blood of the Xiao clan were now forced to serve him with their beauty and wear revealing clothing!
These garments lacked undergarments and bellybands, and the tops were ostentatiously open, exposing most of their breasts, making it easy for Tuku to reach out and grab, or even pounce on them and suckle!
And their lower bodies were uniformly covered in nearly transparent gauze skirts, so short that they could be easily rolled up around their waists with a simple push.
Only behind their buttocks was a piece of opaque fabric, but if that part was lifted, a bare buttocks would be exposed!
Therefore, whether from the front or the back, Tuku could literally lift them up and scramble in for sex anytime, anywhere he felt the urge!
As for those like Xiao Lin's uncles' daughters, and some of his nieces and grandchildren, Tuku showed no mercy or mercy. He made them all wear crotchless pants, exposing their still-developed, white, tender private parts.
Even more outrageously, Tuku had clearly treated them mercilessly as well, leaving these little girls in their crotchless pants with their genitals swollen like red peaches, their difficult-to-close crevices smothered with his long-dried, stinking, black semen!
The little girls might still be naive, but Xiao Lin felt the gazes from their mothers were all the more scorching!
No matter how much pain he felt inside, how helpless he was, and how much he wanted to kill Tuku more than anyone else, the deed had already happened!
For those who were suffering, or had already suffered, he, Xiao Lin, was truly a heinous criminal! Xiao Lin silently lowered his head, struggling to endure the gaze that could have killed him countless times.
After finally escaping, he passed through a doorway, and the texture beneath his feet suddenly changed: smooth and hard, the sound of his footsteps becoming incredibly crisp.
Xiao Lin looked closely and saw that he was standing on a black stone tablet made of a strange material, stretching like a black carpet all the way to the main hall door.
At the top of the stone tablet's black carpet, Tuku's dwarf-like figure sat calmly on a golden chair.
He had somehow changed into a bright red wedding dress, a large red flower pinned to his chest, and his hat's brim fluttering. His short stature, dark skin, and ugly, gorilla-like face, combined with his bare shoes, his two black, smelly feet resting directly on the black stone tablet beneath him, gave off a ridiculous and awkward impression of a monkey in human form.
Xiao Lin knelt in fear and trepidation almost immediately upon catching sight of the killer. His mind raced, wondering what new tricks he'd devised to humiliate him and satisfy his unparalleled vanity and arrogance.
This...
Kneeling before the stone tablet, Xiao Lin felt a sense of familiarity. Then, a sudden flash of inspiration struck him!
Isn't this the demon-testing stone tablet in the backyard? How...
The "Dou Qi, Stage Three" displayed on that tablet had once heralded the downfall of the genius Xiao Yan, bringing with it endless ridicule and mockery, and ultimately, Nalan Yanran's untimely breaking of their engagement.
But Xiao Yan quickly rebounded. Within three years, he marched to the Yunlan Sect, defeated Nalan Yanran, and, from the summit of the Yunlan Sect, uttered the well-known phrase: "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west; don't despise the young and poor!"
Although the Xiao Clan later rose to prominence, becoming a top-tier imperial clan, the rudimentary magic stone tablet capable of measuring and containing Douzhe-level Dou Qi was not abandoned. Instead, it was engraved with Xiao Yan's famous saying, standing like a totem to this day, a witness to the rise of the Yan Emperor and the spiritual totem of the Xiao Clan.
Combined with Tu Ku's personality, Xiao Lin almost instantly understood the reason and was left speechless.
That bastard had actually brought that magic stone tablet from the backyard, forcing Xiao Yan's confidantes to step on the tablet that had witnessed Xiao Yan's comeback, step by step, and recite the words, "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west. Don't despise the young man for his poverty. Marry him in Xiao Yan's hometown!"
Tu Ku didn't despise the young man for his poverty, but he despised you, Xiao Yan, for your poverty from behind. Let's see how you can handle the same fate!
This guy clearly possesses immense power, but his heart and tolerance are simply unbelievably small!
"Well, to destroy them, you must first make them mad! Tuku, I, Xiao Lin, will remember your humiliation today. When the time comes, I will make you pay double with interest!"
The Tuku on the other side glanced displeasedly at Xiao Lin, who was kneeling on the stone tablet. Xiao Lin, who had long understood Xiao Lin's temper, knew what he meant. He fawningly wiped the stone tablet he had touched with his sleeve, then knelt obediently beside to greet them.
Before Xiao Lin could even kneel firmly, today's heroines eagerly stepped onto the symbolic "black carpet."
Kneeling on one side, Xiao Lin felt a rich, fragrant breeze, a blend of the scents of various female bodies, wash over him. He raised his head humbly and saw twenty radiant brides, clad in red veils, lined up in perfect unison. In perfect unison, they stepped one after another onto the demon-testing stone tablet that had witnessed his father, Xiao Yan's rise to power, and strolled slowly towards the Tuku on the other side.
The mere gathering of so many exquisite women was a breathtaking sight, especially since they were all clad in sexy, hip-hugging, tight-fitting wedding gowns. Their graceful steps swayed their mature, charming, and feminine bodies with a swaying grace.
Furthermore, their exposed, snow-white legs moved in almost unison, their high heels chiseling against the stone tablets with their delicate lotus steps. The resonant, crisp "click-click" sounds echoed in unison, the gleam of their white flesh enough to dazzle any man. It was a truly moving forest of beautiful legs on the march!
As for the beauty of that forest of legs, it was even more outrageous!
These women, Xiao Yan's beloved ones, who had already borne and breastfed Tu Ku's children, not to mention the inherent perfection of Dou Sheng bodies, the constant development of that sexual beast alone had made each of their buttocks and breasts astonishingly round and enormous!
Embracing the sexy wedding gowns that resembled high-slit, hip-hugging cheongsams, their tightly-wrapped buttocks swayed lasciviously as they walked, their large, maternal breasts trembling in unison!
And whether it was the thinness of the fabric or the sheer nakedness underneath, the tightness of the gowns revealed every voluptuous figure, from their areolas and nipples to their navels and buttock grooves to their plump, voluptuous, and steamed-up breasts.
Twenty such voluptuous beauties walked along, their hips and breasts swaying in a riot of color, their beauty vying for attention, their feminine fragrance emanating from them. And all in their wedding gowns, this shocking and erotic spectacle would have given any normal man a nosebleed, his cocks pounding with excitement!
It was a shame there wasn't a single normal man out there witnessing this scene. Aside from the eunuch, Xiao Lin, the only other man left was a naked, black sex beast! "Luckily, no one else saw us. Otherwise, this wedding would have been a shame that my Xiao family will never be able to erase..."
Xiao Lin maintained a fawning expression on his face. While feeling thankful, he sighed quietly for his father. Such an invincible and dazzling figure, he should have been revered by generations. But who would have thought that before he had even left, such a natural enemy, the Dark Star, Tu Ku, would appear!
Not only did he push the towering statue of the Flame Emperor from the pedestal above the Dou Qi Continent, but he also trampled it down with his stinking black feet, repeatedly and thoroughly! Crushing it to pieces! He rudely and barbarically defecated and pissed on it!