Starting with a Family System to Become an Immortal Official-Chapter 51: This Mother Demands Respect

Chen Yuxuan is a dedicated mother.

She doesn’t know much about a man even though she’s been married to one.

"A penis is for peeing?"

That was what she boldly said.

This is a mother of three.

And also a Nascent Soul elder.

Yet she looked and sounded absolutely clueless.

But all that brought a smile on Li Qingmu’s face.

Any other woman with Chen Yuxuan’s chest and rear would have an ego bigger than a mountain. But she was very much clueless about these things so she was always eager to learn more using her body.

The tempting body of a clueless mother.

It would excite any man.

He began massaging her shoulders in gentle circles.

At the same time, he shifted his hips to press the thick bulge beneath his robes against her cheek in slow rubs that went back and forth across her flawless skin.

The bulge kept smushing against her tender face.

Madam Chen stiffened.

"You can’t... don’t do..."

She wanted to turn away but he followed her and kept the hard length sliding over her face.

"Trainer... what are you doing? You shouldn’t rub that on a woman’s face. It’s... unhygienic."

He leaned down slightly to speak.

"Yuxuan, did you know... that a penis also goes inside a woman’s mouth?"

Her thin, beautiful eyes flew wide.

Color drained from her face.

"Eh?"

She shuffled backward on her knees in panic.

Her arms flailed in panicked little waves as though she could push the very idea away.

"No—no, you’re wrong!"

She cried in a high-pitched voice.

"It does not go in a woman’s mouth! That—that’s a crime against propriety!"

Her face blazed red as chili soup.

The same red that always bloomed whenever lewd words left her lips.

Yet this time it was different.

She looked less like the refined, centuries-old Nascent Soul elder and more like a clueless maiden on the verge of fainting from shock—eyes glassy, lips trembling, cheeks puffed with outrage and shame.

『How is this man considered a great talent?』

Her body trembled from the shock of picturing his dirty thing between her small mouth.

『He’s utterly shameless! To suggest that a man’s... thing... belongs in a woman’s mouth...』

She pressed on aloud in a shaking voice.

"It’s filthy! Unspeakably dirty! My mouth is not a latrine you Pervert Li! This cursed constitution has already stolen every shred of purity and dignity I once possessed in your eyes yet you want to strip away the last scraps too?"

Her snowy head lowered as her white hair spilled forward like a curtain to hide her burning face.

Deep shame coiled in her belly.

After a moment she rose slowly.

Her tantalizing legs were unsteady.

She turned her back to him.

The thin silk was bunched up between the cheeks of her curvy rear that trembled righteously.

"I’m... no longer interested in continuing this."

Her voice was fiercely stern.

It now had the dignity of an elder.

"Please leave."

Li Qingmu arched a brow.

He had never heard her like this before.

"Why?"

She glanced over one snow-white shoulder.

"Be honest, child. Do you truly respect me at all?"

"Of course I do."

"That’s a lie."

Her tone was soft but cutting.

"Just because I’m ignorant in matters of the bed doesn’t mean I’m foolish in every sense. A man who respects a woman would never treat her mouth like a chamber pot. Do you truly expect me to believe your words after trying to make me... do something so... so..."

She let out a low, frustrated grunt and turned fully away again and shook her pretty head.

Her shoulders were rigid with disgust.

Li Qingmu just smirked.

"If I didn’t respect you, I wouldn’t be planning to make you my wife once I’ve freed you from this constitution."

Madam Chen scoffed and elegantly squeezed her eyes at him over her shoulder.

"You think I’d marry you that easily? You’ve done nothing to help my condition thus far and only satisfied your own base desires."

She clicked her tongue and faced the wall once more.

Li Qingmu shook his head inwardly.

『Why do women always insist on being so difficult?』

He brushed a few stray bangs aside with casual grace and smiled.

"If you have anything more to say, Senior Chen, better say it now so I can THEN convince you to be cooperative and get back on your knees."

That struck a nerve.

Madam Chen’s face flushed again.

But this time the red was pure anger, not shame.

She scoffed pridefully and pushed her folded arms higher beneath the weight of her enormous breasts to lift them like the noblewoman she was.

"I am one of the most sought-after women in the entire Eastern Reaches and you believe you can persuade me as though I were some easily swayed child?"

Such a haughty old beauty.

Li Qingmu nodded, utterly unashamed.

"Women of the cultivation world are simple enough to impress when a man has the means. Right now you want me for what I can offer you. You listen to every word I say for that same reason. If I were still the dirt-poor scholar scrubbing latrines for spirit stones, you wouldn’t spare me a second glance."

Her prideful expression softened for a moment.

Then her lower lip jutted out in a stubborn pout as her arms folded even tighter beneath her chest.

"Don’t try to play on my conscience."

He laughed.

"I’m not. I will make you my wife, Yuxuan, and I’ll work hard to earn it. My ambition is to become the greatest immortal official in all the realms, head of the strongest clan. To do that, I must first become the finest family man. I would never desire to marry a woman I do not respect."

He stepped closer and his hands settled on the generous swell of her hips.

They are wide and plush enough that one could truly balance teacups upon them.

She slapped his hands away at once and spun.

Her palm already lashed toward his cheek.

Li Qingmu twisted aside with casual grace and caught her wrist mid-air.

Madam Chen’s eyes widened in genuine shock.

"How—how did you react so fast...?"

He smiled down at the short, curvaceous mother as his thumb stroked the inside of her captured wrist.

"If I succeed in freeing you from all this, will you agree to become my second wife?"

"You dare insult me with second position!?"

She got angrier then yanked free and struck again.

He spun behind her in a flash as his hands clamped onto her hips once more. With a firm thrust, he pressed his hard bulge against the silk-covered cleft of her butt hard enough that she jerked forward with a startled gasp.

"Getting cocky, aren’t you?"

She gritted through gnashed teeth.

"I refuse to let you handle me like some toy..."

Li Qingmu’s warm breath caressed her ear.

"You want to be first wife? How greedy. That spot belongs to my precious Rou’er."

She shoved his hands away, whirled, and launched a full-force palm strike straight at his chest.

This time he didn’t dodge.

The blow landed square on his sternum with a dull thud.

He didn’t budge an inch.

Madam Chen’s beautiful eyes flew wide as her tiny jade hand remained pressed against the firm muscle beneath his open robe.

He glanced down at her palm, then met her gaze.

"A man’s yang essence is richest in his seed. Since your virgin seal remains intact, the next best method is for you to swallow it directly. It will deliver a massive infusion of orderly yang straight into your chaotic yin system... like giving clear spring water to someone dying of thirst. Your physique will be profoundly satisfied."

The tension in her lovely eyes eased.

The hand that had struck him now rested softly.

Now she stylishly felt up his muscular chest.

『It... does make sense...』

Her heart fluttered despite herself.

Li Qingmu cupped her cheek gently.

"I won’t lie—I enjoy touching this sweet body of yours. But I’m not doing this only for my pleasure. I truly wish to see a future where you no longer suffer under this curse. And I wish that future to include your belly round with our child... if you’ll allow it."

Madam Chen’s brows drew together sternly.

"Li Qingmu..."

She sounded like a lecturing parent.

"I am a mother. I am centuries your senior. I have walked the Dao far longer than you have been alive. You should at least treat me with the respect due a senior. You cannot simply toss around talk of marriage whenever you please. I have three beautiful daughters—I am content. I do not see myself taking another man. I am old now, with tastes far different from a young man’s. Perhaps... perhaps I could persuade one of my girls to consider you, but as for myself—"

Li Qingmu’s frowned in disappointment.

Yet in the next breath, her slender yet curvaceous body sank gracefully to her knees once more.

One soft hand settled over the bulge in his robes and began to rub in delicate strokes.

He looked down in pleasant surprise.

Madam Chen gazed up at him with a smug smile.

"But... I’ll think about it, Trainer."

Li Qingmu’s smile widened.

She tilted her head.

"Shall I... put it in my mouth now?"

Her voice was demure.

He placed both hands on his hips.

"Go ahead."

With trembling but determined fingers, Madam Chen tugged his pants downward.

The thick, heavy shaft sprang free.

PAAAAHHHH!

It slapped her squarely across one flushed cheek with a very meaty thwack.

She yelped and recoiled slightly.

Both hands flew to her face to rub the warm, slightly sticky imprint it left behind.

"Aiya! Why is it so sweaty and sticky?!"

She squeezed her face.

"This is filthy—"

Li Qingmu chuckled mildly.

"Focus, Yuxuan. You’re extracting my yang now."

He nodded comfortingly.

"Be a good senior and do it properly."