Starting with a Family System to Become an Immortal Official-Chapter 40: Owning a Beautiful Peak Master

Li Qingmu stared at her for a long moment.

"Eh?"

He scratched the back of his head.

"This still feels way too sudden. One minute you’re the legendary man-hating peak master who’d sooner freeze a disciple’s balls off than look at him, and the next you’re begging me to... teach you how to be a bad woman?"

He gestured vaguely at her flushed face and the milk-stained nightdress clinging to her absurd curves.

"Why me, of all people? I’m flattered, really, but what made you pick the local scoundrel?"

Madam Chen took a deep breath that made her massive chest rise and fall like twin snow-capped mountains. Her green eyes trembled with embarrassment as she straightened her spine and clasped her hands primly in her lap.

"Because I’ve heard the rumors, young man."

She cleared her tender throat.

"Everyone talks about you. The impregnating fiend who took twenty-six women in a single night. A sex-crazed beast who has no regard for marriage vows, who will rut with any beautiful woman who so much as parts her thighs for him. A shameless dog who—"

"Okay, okay, stop!"

Li Qingmu threw up both hands.

"Can you not make me sound like some diseased pervert? Most of that isn’t even true!"

Madam Chen tilted her head innocently as her long silver hair spilled over one shoulder.

"So... you don’t have twenty-six concubines?"

He opened his mouth, closed it, then rubbed the bridge of his nose with a tired sigh.

"...Well, yeah, I do. But I’m not some mindless horny dog! I’m goal-driven, alright?"

She blinked, genuinely curious.

"Goal-driven? How exactly is collecting that many women ’goal-driven’ please?"

He waved her off exhaustedly.

"Long story. You wouldn’t get it."

Madam Chen lowered her gaze and clasped her jade hands between her plush thighs. The motion squeezed her breasts together to deepen the already scandalous valley between them, but she seemed entirely unaware.

"Many believe I hate men..."

She kept her voice small.

"But that isn’t true at all. Since I was born, everything was decided for me... my cultivation path, my marriage, even the man I would spend my life with. I... I never learned how to speak to men properly. I get nervous. My tongue ties itself in knots. So I stay cold and distant which makes them call me a man-hater."

She lifted her sad eyes again.

"After he passed, I wanted to move on. Truly, I did. But something holds me back. I remain devoted to a ghost. Our marriage was arranged so there was no grand love or burning passion... yet even now, I can’t betray him. Every time I even think of another man touching me..."

Her delicate hand drifted downward, hesitating before pressing lightly over the cradle of her hips, right above the hidden flower beneath her modest panties.

"...my body experiences great pain..."

Li Qingmu, who had somehow produced a notebook and pen from his storage ring mid-conversation, was scribbling furiously.

Madam Chen’s eyes narrowed.

"...What are you writing?"

He didn’t even look up.

"Notes. This is gold-grade material."

Her brows drew together in a deep, adorable frown.

"Can you take this seriously!?"

He snapped the notebook shut with a chuckle and tossed it aside.

"Fine, fine. I get why you picked me now."

Madam Chen nodded slowly, cheeks pink.

"But that still doesn’t explain why you’re in such a rush. You don’t exactly strike me as a woman who’s spent years pining for pleasure. You seem... frighteningly innocent."

She exhaled softly, shoulders drooping.

"My constitution demands I bear many children of profound spiritual roots. Nine, to be exact, each stronger than the last. But I’ve found an ancient record... a way to compress all that accumulated yin essence into a single core. If a man of sufficient yang vitality and fertility can... fully claim me and impregnate me just once, the child born would inherit the full compressed power. A golden core at birth."

She smiled solemnly.

"And I... I would finally be free of this curse."

Her slender hand rose, trembling slightly, and rested against his chest.

"Right now, you are my best hope."

Li Qingmu’s eyes gleamed.

He’s a man of opportunity.

In the blink of an eye, his outer robe slid to the floor.

Then the inner.

He stood before her shirtless with both hands planted confidently on his hips.

"Well then..."

He spoke with a crooked, wolfish smile.

"If it’s a child you want... I can give you one."

Madam Chen’s breath caught.

Before she could react, he leaned down as his large hands closed firmly around her delicate ankles.

With effortless strength he lifted, guiding her back until she lay flat against the silken sheets.

Her nightdress climbed up her thighs and her enormous breasts bounced wildly with the motion as they nearly spilled free entirely, jiggling all the way up to her little chin.

"Eek—!"

A tiny, girlish shriek escaped her as her silver hair fanned across the pillow like a halo.

Li Qingmu didn’t even blink.

He knelt between her legs.

"Spread them. I’ll handle the rest."

Madam Chen’s lips parted in protest.

But no sound came.

Her face flushed red.

She bit her plump lower lip hard enough to leave marks.

『I’m a mother... three grown daughters... a peak master revered across the continent... and here I am, legs in the air like some shameless maiden on her wedding night. This is so improper... so lewd... I should stop this at once...』

Yet her thighs trembled, slowly parting on their own.

The modest gray cotton of her high-waisted panties came into view.

They were simple, practical and utterly unsexy.

And yet, on her fertile, ripened body...

It was devastatingly arousing!

She gazed up at him with those luminous green eyes which were far too large and unimaginably innocent for a woman of her age and power.

Li Qingmu’s smile softened.

"I’ll be gentle..."

He reached down to lift the hem of her nightdress higher to admire the view.

That was when his fingers froze.

There was a golden seal glowing faintly on the soft skin just above the waistband of her panties.

Li Qingmu’s brows shot up.

"...A Virgin Seal...?"

Madam Chen gave a tiny, mortified nod.

"You... know of it?"

"Of course. When a woman remains untouched for over a century, her lingering chastity intent can condense into a true Virgin Seal. It rejects any man her heart deems unworthy. Only someone she truly accepts can break it."

Madam Chen lifted the wide sleeve of her nightdress to cover her mouth.

"I’ve tried..."

She turned her face away in burning shame.

"I’ve tried to move on many times but..."

Li Qingmu’s expression cooled.

He released her ankles and started walking away.

"Then I’m out."

"W-, Wait!"

Madam Chen scrambled upright as she hurriedly tugged her nightdress down.

"Where are you going?"

He yawned, stretching lazily.

"Not interested in competing with a dead man for a woman’s body."

He’d taken only three steps when soft arms suddenly wrapped around him from behind.

Two enormous, milk-heavy breasts pressed firmly against his bare back.

So warm and impossibly soft.

It was like being embraced by heated clouds.

"Please... you can’t leave."

Her voice cracked.

"I don’t know if it’s a curse, or my own weakness, but I can’t let him go. I’ve tried everything. I need help. I need you to help me break it. Please..."

The proud, untouchable peak master was trembling against him so helplessly.

Li Qingmu shook his head.

"Fine. But only on one condition."

Madam Chen released him instantly and darted around to stand in front.

Those hopeful green eyes looked up at him.

She clenched both small fists in front of her chest like a disciple awaiting orders.

"Anything!"

"All of you will belong to me until the seal breaks and that child is born. No half-measures."

She nodded obediently.

"Then... you can be my trainer."

"Trainer?"

He arched a brow, amused.

Madam Chen folded her arms beneath her massive breasts and lifted them proudly.

"I have... almost no knowledge of men or what goes on between a man and woman in bed."

Her voice started confident, but grew smaller and smaller as she turned red.

"I need... a powerful young man to properly train an old and inexperienced woman like me..."

Li Qingmu’s grin widened.

"Is that so?"

She turned her face away sharply and twirled a lock of silver hair around her finger.

She still tried to sound like a senior.

After all, she is old enough to be his mother.

"D-, Don’t get too excited! I... I don’t even know how a man relieves himself in the morning, or... or any of those things. I’m very unexposed. And though I’m Nascent Soul, these old bones are still fragile, so..."

Her voice dropped to a whisper.

"...please don’t break me."