Chapter 56: Secretly Heading Into Xia Bingling's Chamber

Without further preamble, Qingwu pulled him into a heated kiss. His lips met hers in a fiery collision, fueled by the suppressed tension of the previous encounter. Her kiss ignited a dormant desire within him, a hunger that he mirrored with equal fervor.

Their clothes became an obstacle, discarded with desperate haste. Qingwu, her body revealed in all its glory, stood before him, a vision of captivating beauty. Her voluptuous curves, emphasized by the moonlight filtering through the window, sent a thrill through Wang Li.

He wasted no time. He scooped her up in his arms, carrying her to the plush bed in the center of the room. They landed in a tangle of limbs, their bodies a perfect fit. Wang Li explored her form with a practiced touch, his fingers trailing along the smooth expanse of her back, sending shivers cascading down her spine.

Qingwu gasped as he placed a kiss on the sensitive hollow of her throat, his lips trailing lower, creating a trail of fire across her skin. She reveled in his touch, her own hands roaming freely across his toned physique.

Their movements grew more urgent, a wordless conversation of desire unfolding. He explored her with a masterful touch, his kisses igniting flames within her. She responded in kind, her moans echoing through the silent chamber as she succumbed to the rising tide of pleasure.

They moved in sync, a dance of passionate abandon.

They experimented a lot as they shifted from one position to another - the classic lotus position, the passionate entanglement of the entwined vines, the playful inversion where Qingwu straddled him, her fiery breath fanning his own flames.

Hours melted away as they reveled in each other's touch, their dual cultivation techniques amplifying their pleasure to intoxicating heights.

Wang Li, his senses overwhelmed by the intoxicating mixture of Qingwu's curvaceous body and her alluring scent, felt himself pushed to the very edge. When he reached his climax, a powerful surge of energy erupted from him, flooding them both in a wave of warmth.

Their cries of pleasure had echoed through the chamber as though it was a symphony of primal desires being fulfilled. They had reached climax after climax, each one more intense than the last, leaving them breathless and spent.

They collapsed onto the silken bed, intertwined and breathless. The heat of their passion had cooled, replaced by a deep sense of contentment.

Qingwu, nestled in the crook of his arm, her eyes sparkling with a satisfied contentment, murmured against his chest.

"That," she sighed, "was incredible."

Wang Li chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound. "You were amazing, Qingwu," he replied, his voice husky with desire. "Absolutely breathtaking."

He reveled in the feeling of her lithe body pressed against his.

The outside world, with its worries and threats, faded into the background.

"Just reminding you of your place, Matriarch," he purred, his voice dripping with a dark amusement.

The words were a slap in the face. She had swallowed her pride, followed his plan to the letter, and this was his reward? Hatred bubbled within her, threatening to boil over.

"I've done what you asked," she spat, her voice tight with barely controlled fury. "The announcement is out there. I've played my part. Isn't that enough?"

Wang Li moved closer, his body brushing against hers. The feel of his heated form sent a primal shiver down her spine. He trailed a finger down her neck, the touch sending goosebumps erupting across her skin.

"Think of this as a bonus," he said, his voice a seductive rasp. "A reward for your obedience." He leaned back, a glint of something dangerous in his eyes. "The longer you cooperate, the greater the reward."

A flicker of curiosity pierced through her anger. "What... reward?" she managed, her voice barely a whisper.

He leaned in again, his lips brushing her ear. "Let's just say your little... limitations might not be so permanent." He squeezed her breast again, his touch firm yet undeniably enticing. "With prolonged... contact, your spiritual roots could potentially evolve."

Confusion clouded Xia Bingling's mind. "Evolve?" she echoed, barely above a gasp. The possibility, the sheer audacity of it, left her speechless. Could it be true? Could he actually...

"From Tier 5 to Tier 6," Wang Li confirmed, a cruel smile playing on his lips. "A Sovereign Elemental Root. Imagine the possibilities, Matriarch."

He was right. The thought of her current limitations dissolving, of reaching a whole new level of power, was intoxicating. But the price... the sheer humiliation of it all...

She felt torn, a battle raging within her. His touch, though unwelcome, sent a confusing warmth spreading through her body. She hated him, loathed him for what he had done to her, to Qingwu. But the power...

A soft moan escaped her lips as his hand dipped lower, exploring the soft curves beneath her nightgown. Her body betrayed her, responding instinctively to his touch.

Wang Li smirked. "See?" he murmured. "Your body already understands the benefits." His hand moved further, sending a jolt of raw desire through her. "So, shall we continue this little... negotiation?"

Tears welled up in Xia Bingling's eyes, a mix of anger and a strange sense of yearning burning within her. She knew the answer. For now, at least, her ambition would have to take precedence. She gritted her teeth, a silent concession escaping her lips.

Wang Li's lips curved into a predatory grin. He wasted no time, his touch growing more insistent as he explored her body with a practiced ease.

Xia Bingling closed her eyes, her moans turning into a low, guttural sound as she surrendered to the conflicting sensations that overwhelmed her. Hatred, desire, and the tantalizing promise of power – she was caught in a whirlwind of her own making, a dance with a demon who held the key to her deepest desires.