NTR: Choice Based System

Chapter 45: Visiting First elder Eva Angel

The guard hesitated, "I'm afraid you can't meet her right now."

Ye Yang, "What?... But I have to see her before we depart on our journey early in the morning."

Guard, "I apologize, young master, but at this moment, the Elder is unavailable." She apologized, not wanting Ye Yang to linger in the court any longer. "Please leave now, and I'll inform her about you later."

Ye Yan looked at the female guard and thought, "Why is she behaving as if I'll discover some secret about the First Elder?"

That's when Hell interrupted his thoughts, sending a telepathic message: "The woman inside is in a compromising position."

Ye Yang replied, "What do you mean by 'compromising position'?"

Hell replied in a frustrated tone, "You beta virgin, she's naked inside, pleasuring herself."

Ye Yangg's voice echoed through the air as he shouted, "What?!"

The female guard looked at him with a confused expression, thinking he had taken offense to her words.

Ye Yang regained his composure, then said, "If I may request, please notify her of my presence. I have come to speak with her."

The guard nodded and entered the bedchamber, where the First Elder lay naked, her legs raised in the air as she continued to pleasure herself.

The guard kneeled upon entering, "Madam, Ye Yang, the young master, awaits outside. He wishes to discuss your upcoming journey to the Spirit Fairy Sect."

The First Elder's eyes remained closed as she hummed, "Hmmm..." her voice laced with a hint of pleasure. "Why has he come at this hour?" she asked, her hand extending in a languid motion, summoning the guard to approach.

"Use your tongue," the First Elder ordered, her voice husky with desire. The guard obeyed, shedding her face mask and kneeling between the First Elder's legs, her face inches from the elder's moist lips.

Ye Yang waited outside for the guard to emerge, but after 10 minutes, she still hadn't appeared. Knowing what the First Elder was likely doing inside, he turned to Hell and asked, "Hell, tell me, what are they doing in there?"

Hell gazed at Ye Yang, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Why are you so curious?" he asked, trying to tease. "Poor virgin, you can't even see beyond a simple restriction."

In a flash of insight, Ye Yang remembered the Ancient Eye technique he had learned from the enigmatic book peddled by the old man.

With his eyes shut, Ye Yang tapped into the power of the Ancient Eyes, and when he opened them again, his gaze pierced through the barriers, allowing him to see into the First Elder's chamber with uncanny clarity.

He saw that there were some restrictions in place, but they were not as powerful as those at the VIP building. Although he had obtained the Ancient Eye technique, he was still too weak to unlock its full potential.

He then directed his gaze towards the First Elder's bed, where she lay flat on her back, and the previous guard was kneeling between her legs, her head moving in an intimate motion.

The guard's tongue traced slow, deliberate circles around the First Elder's lower lips, her motions betraying a sense of familiarity and comfort in this intimate act, the movement of her tongue suggested that she had been doing this for a considerable amount of time.

Ye Yang's gaze fell upon the First Elder's naked form, her body a masterful blend of curves and contours. Her breasts were ample and firm, their G-cup size accentuated by perky pink nipples.

Her physique was toned and athletic, with well-defined muscles and minimal fat, making her a quintessential example of a beautiful and mature woman, the top class Milf.

As the ninja dressed woman increased the speed of her tongue, the First Elder reached a climax and came on her face.

"aaaaahhhaaaaaaaa"

"sppuullchhhhh"

Ye Yang saw a gush of fluid, like Niagara Falls, emanating from the First Elder's lower lips. Witnessing this, Ye Yang's mouth remained agape, is mouth frozen in a mixture of shock and arousal, as he struggled to process the sheer intensity of the moment.

Hell gazed at Ye Yang with a surprised expression, amazed that he possessed a technique to see through the minor restrictions. However, upon noticing Ye Yang's wide-open, watering mouth, Hell teased him, "Isn't it exhilarating, my eternal Virgin Warrior?"

Ye Yang's eyes flashed with annoyance as he met Hell's gaze, but he prudently decided to disregard the jibe, knowing he couldn't win an argument against the provocative and Horny Hell.

Ye Yang glanced back once more, observing that the First Elder was now dressing, while the guard was preparing to return after serving her master. He quickly regained his composure, feigning nonchalance and acting as if he had been waiting patiently for a long time, unaffected by the scene he had just witnessed.

With a casual air, the guard apologized, "Apologies for the delay, Madam was attending to a matter. You may see her now, please come this way."

Ye Yang said, "The matter looks serious, even you had to stay and help her," his tone neutral, careful not to reveal that he knew everything.

The guard halted her steps and turned to face Ye Yang with a threatening gaze, but when she saw that he wasn't even looking in their direction, she calmed down, realizing she had been worried for nothing.

Ye yang then looked at her, "what?"

The female guard's countenance relaxed, "Nothing, please follow me, Young Master." Initially, she had suspected Ye Yang of spying on her master, but she swiftly reassessed the situation including that such an act would be beyond his capabilities, and thus, she set the matter aside.

Hell warned, "She is far beyond your capabilities. Do you want to die at her hands? Stop provoking her."

Ye Yang laughed, "I'm not provoking her, it was just a slip of the tongue. And aren't you here to protect me?"

Hell sneered, "Not when you do stupid things like this. You'll die soon without even tasting some puss*es if you don't stop provoking the wrong people."

Then he looked towards her fine ass and curves, "I can still subdue her, but not for your sake."

Ye Yang understood the underlying meaning behind Hell's words, and chose to disregard them. However, he found himself equally captivated by her shapely figure, his gaze drawn to the way her tight-fitting clothing accentuated her curves, and how they swayed with each movement she made.

[Note]

First Elder: "Dear readers, I've seen you gifting Golden Tickets to some local Bitc*es. Am I so unworthy that you don't even think of gifting me any?"