Chương 97: Chapter 88: Soaring Sword

Seeing that she took over the role of the chauffeur - jumping down from the coachman seat in order to run around the side & open the door for those who were inside.

Vibrant, like usual, was the one to lead the group in exiting the carriage as she gracefully floated to the side of the steps as if to take Kitty’s hand to help her alight. instead a few swords vacated from her back to function as steps for the princess to walk down. Although she couldn’t guide her down them; Vibrants shoulder remained in place for the kitten to use as a substitute.

At first Kitty looked at those metal (and very sharp) steps with some trepidation. A fairly reasonable response since it wasn’t every day someone was invited to walk down some steps - not to mention that Vibrant somehow managed to gain even more attention than Vivi.

All eyes were currently on their carriage; nobles as well as their servants were all around since they were previously about to enter into the large banquet hall. Each one of them had guards that were at least of the Foundation Formation realm which made them somewhat of a big deal, despite that, a large carriage drawn by powerful beasts showed them all up. What made it worse was that they didn’t recognise the carriage nor the Ascension realmdog-kin that wasn’t even acting as guard but a mere servant.

It only made sense they would be curious.

Yet it was a golden haired oni that exited - a scene that made those who supported the Orthodox Alliances assault quite nervous - with many artefacts forming a pair of wings behind her. Every single one of the swords on her shoulder blades were strong enough to (never mind their own) be an heirloom for one of the {Four Immortal Empires}. What was even more confusing was that even the most knowledgeable among them couldn’t recognise 99% of those swords despite all having an aura of antiquity which spoke to their age.

Just when they were deciding whether or not to greet the oni; an even more shocking sight occurred as the (in)famous 666th princess appeared in front of them all. They could obviously understand someone of yakuza having such powerful servants, having learned their lessons in humility from the prior days, yet they were apparently acting in the capacity of the princess?

Never having this kind of attention on her, it was hardly surprising that Kitty would completely freeze up, especially since the height of the carriage ensured she would notice each pair of eyes on her.

Slate meanwhile just patiently stood behind Kitty (and over Ashue) with their hand resting on their sword handle just on the off chance someone was stupid enough to try something. Strangely it was this moment that the collapsed Ashue came too - taking in a deep breath & jolting her head up in such a manner that she ended up right between a pair of firm cheeks.

Not even questioning things for a single second and instead chosing to grab those cheeks to motor boat them with vigour. An act that made the recipient’s, or rather Slate’s, legs weaken as an unconscious yet heat filled moan left the usually stout oni.

It only took a moment for Slate to break out of her elation to slam her fist down on Ashue’s durable (and far too thick) skull.

“What do you think you’re doing - don’t just play with every ass you stumble into!” <Slate>

“Eh but I knew it was you~!” <Ashue>

By now the crowd obviously had their attention on the sharing couple rather than the timid & trembling kitten however neither of the pair seemed to care. Though it had to be said that Slate didn’t seem quite as mad as you would think she would be; considering Ashue did this in front of hundreds of strangers from a completely different race & culture. She did at least try to push the tortoise away from her butt in a very halfhearted way - quite obvious for those that knew since Slate could obviously Ashue over a building with one hand.

“How the hell would you do that when you can’t even recognise yourself in a mirror!” <Slate>

“I would recognise the scent of your loose donut anywhere~!” <Ashue>

“Eh~!” <Slate>

For once Slate’s mask broke as she quickly grew red at those ‘romantic’ words (at the very least they were romantic to the rather open yakuza) resulting in her hand dropping from Ashue.

Kitty quickly used this option to clamber down the swords and Qin happily clapped like one would when seeing a happy engagement occur. In contrast, Vibrant had the most bitter expression one could see throughout all of time, clenching her teeth while glaring eye-lessly toward the pair. It was a good thing that her eyes were closed - else one would be able to see the deep seated flame of jealousy burning.

“Get a fucking room and stop mocking me with Vivi’s blatant luck.” <Vibrant>

“D-did you say something, nya?” <Kitty>

“No…” <Vibrant>

Of the three heads of Violet: Violent was married, Vivi was… Vivi. And, that left Vibrant to pick up the pieces having only experienced casual flings despite being the most experienced at using a sword among them all! Although it also had to be said she was the only one of the three that refused to even consider lying in bed with men since she naturally had plenty of manhood to share around.

At least, that was how she comforted herself, yet now she had woken up to see that Vivi had stolen her ‘oni sword creation’ art. Not only that but she was having far more success in collecting an endless harem of busty beauties than she was… And Vivi wasn’t even in an adult body!

Her pride also didn’t allow for her to steal so she could only watch Vivi’s harem of lovers flirt in front of her with one of them being the manifestation of the void in the form of intelligence.

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She was meant to be the {Sword Saint} not the blue balled saint - something only made worse by aeons of sleep not exactly doing any favours for her pumped up desire. The pair of hard rain & sneeze didn’t seem to care as Ashue publicly rammed her face back between Slate’s sizable rump. That oni crossing her arms with a pout yet obviously not minding on an account of her actually shaking her butt for the pervert thus making her just as bad.

“Maybe we should give a show to these mortals…” <Slate>

“What mortals~?” <Ashue>

“… You didn’t even bother checking where we were before teasing me?” <Slate>

“We’re not outside the palace?” <Ashue>

Ashue tilting her head innocently to one side; although she was still firmly planting her face betwixt that beautiful bum.

Hearing Ashue basically admit to her own simple mindedness made Slate hold her forehead before letting out a large sigh. A moment later the tortoise found herself caught in surprise as she was forced backward as Slate abruptly slammed that behind into her face; before she could say anything Slate jumped on her & forced their plump lips to intermingle.

Helping herself to the inside as well, tongue slipping through before exploring Ashue’s more than welcoming mouth, Ashue’s tongue soon guides Slate in its task to ravage. Saliva leaked out from the sounds of their mouths yet neither seemed to care about making a little bit of a mess. Slate pulled her partner's dress aside to let the world see those magnificent mammaries that she began to roughly massage.

Despite her reptilian ancestry Ashue must have given live birth; milk beginning to leak from those massive peaks of hers. Both her buttons looked bloated & ready to explode with their white goodness. Something the oni seemed very unwilling to share as she grabbed those fat nipples with her lips finally letting the amphibian come up for air. Although any lipstick & eyeshadow that Ahsue surprisingly wore had now smudged due to the plentiful spit & tears across her fervent face.

“You look cuter down there, with a messy face, like the sow you are.” <Slate>

“I’m your whore of a sow~.” <Ashue>

“I was thirsty.” <Slate>

Even if she didn’t need to breathe, that didn’t stop her passionate breath from making her feel as if her lungs were desperate for even the smallest amount.

Slate didn't care about that as she opened her mouth as wide as it could before devouring both those fat udders and letting the milk enter her mouth. The poor tortoise could only moan as she felt those plump lips take her nipples into that warm wet maw with the onis tongue happily lapping around those sensitive tips.

That was only the start as Slate began to force more of them in her mouth, soon having her head bounce up & down, cheeks wrapping around as she sucked on Ashue like she was a straw. A lewd *schluuu~* became clear to the entire gawking crowd as they were too flabbergasted to even make comment on the debauched scene. Ashue wrapping her legs & arms around Slate as if begging her to suck her tits dry.

“Right, I'm done.” <Vibrant>

“W-what?” <Kitty>

“I’m going inside now; if they do this in front of me again I’m going to make Vivi regret it. Even the studiest oak will bend under the wind!” <Vibrant>

Kitty was obviously quite confused yet before she could ask any questions she found that Vibrant had already begun to walk towards the door.

Due to shock a lot of people stood in the {Sword Saint}’s path however she wasn’t exactly one to politely ask for a mortal to get out of her way. In a matter of moments, similar to dominos, loads of nobles & their servants had fallen over as Vibrant steadily sauntered towards the entrance. Behind them were the constant moans & mewls of Ashue who was getting taught a lesson which ensured she would never change.

When Kitty woke up from shock she quickly followed behind Vibrant who surprisingly stopped as a rather buxom woman, with long flowing red hair, stood in her way. She placed her hands together as she bowed - seemingly at the perfect angle where her massive cleavage managed to meet the eyeline of the saint.

“This little Jian from {Soaring Sword Sect} would like to greet Senior Sword; I came upon receiving information of your descent ~.” <Soaring Sword Disciple>

Fittingly she had a sword on her back that seemed to be easily in the Sky rank; something possible as the famous {Jian Noble Family} naturally possessed a Dharma sword of their own that grew with them. In that aspect each sword had the potential to become a treasure - hence why the {Soaring Sword Saint} had managed to become the top power within the {Mortal Realm}. Many knew of their connection to the phoenix clan yet what they didn’t know…

“Hm~ it’s nice to see that they produced such a… Nice girl like you.” <Vibrant>

They were descendents of Vibrant.

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