477: Chapter 477 In high spirits after drinking

Jade lotus leaves carried jade wine cups, drifting slowly.

The first cup stopped in front of Chi Wanhe.

"Yay!" Chi Wanhe cheered.

Beside her, Shui Liuli muttered, "It looks like it is drifting with the water, but isn't this just up to Revered Master?"

The others naturally saw it, but they tacitly understood.

"Revered Master, Xiao He is not satisfied with just a kiss..."

She carried the wine cup to Ling Hao, took a sip herself, held it in her mouth, then leaned down and passed it to Ling Hao's mouth with her lips.

A little spiritual wine spilled from the corners of their lips; she extended her tongue to lick it away, taking the opportunity to linger on his lips for an extra breath.

"Revered Master, how is it? Is disciple's toast satisfactory?"

She stepped back half a step.

"Not bad, peach blossom flavor." Ling Hao licked his lips.

Chi Wanhe's eyes curved into crescents.

"Then Xiao He will do it again—" Chi Wanhe took another sip. This time, while passing the wine, her body pressed lower; one hand rested on Ling Hao's knee, and the other grabbed his hand and pressed it against her chest.

After passing the wine, Chi Wanhe's breath was already a bit unsteady.

"Revered Master, here."

Chi Wanhe took out a Talisman from her sleeve and stuck it on the back of Ling Hao's hand. The Talisman lit up, and a tingling warmth spread from the back of his hand to his entire body.

"Love Silk Talisman, the effect of this Talisman can last for a day."

Chi Wanhe blinked, "For this hour, Revered Master's perception will be three times more sensitive than usual—when others toast later, Revered Master's reaction should be even more interesting."

"You girl, where do you put your thoughts?"

Ling Hao's voice was slightly hoarse; the effect of the Talisman was already starting to take hold.

"On Revered Master, of course."

Chi Wanhe said righteously, then leaned close to him, kissed him again, then retreated with satisfaction, raising her eyebrows triumphantly when passing by Shui Liuli.

The second cup—Qin Zhaoxue.

She carried the wine cup to Ling Hao, set it aside, and then—untied her belt.

"Yingying, can you do me a favor? Play the music I taught you yesterday."

Qin Zhaoxue said to Xia Yingying.

"Of course, Senior Sister."

Previously, Senior Sister had taught her a song, saying it was one Revered Master liked very much.

Xia Yingying took out the nine heavens ringing jade zither, took a deep breath, and began to play.

And Qin Zhaoxue danced along.

When the music started, Ling Hao's body jolted. Isn't this—'Gokuraku Jodo'? No! It is a traditional Chinese style version!

The smoky green gauze dress slid off Qin Zhaoxue's shoulders, one layer, two layers...

'Gokuraku Jodo' adult version officially performed!

The song ended, and Ling Hao came back to his senses.

"Hey, keep playing, keep dancing."

How could I have forgotten this? In the future, this kind of excellent traditional culture should be greatly promoted in the Moonshadow Sect!

Qin Zhaoxue stepped forward, sat directly on Ling Hao's lap, her legs parted to clamp around his waist, her upper body pressed against him, and she leaned into his ear: "Next time Revered Master comes to my courtyard, I can play something else. Now let's leave the opportunity to the other Junior Sisters."

This girl, teasing me!

The third cup, Du Yuqing!

Du Yuqing was the most direct, pouring wine onto her chest before stepping forward to offer the toast.

"Revered Master, please."

Compared to her assets, none of the women present could compete.

Fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh... Lu Changning, Lin Xiwei, Chi Shuying,...

The ninth cup—stopped in front of Tushan Bailing.

When she stood up with the wine cup, seven purple fox tails swayed slowly behind her. But she did not walk over directly—she stopped at the edge of the pool, set the wine cup aside, and then untied the ribbon of her deep purple thin gauze dress.

The gauze dress slid to the ground.

She was wearing even less; the seven fox tails were her most magnificent garment. She walked to Ling Hao just like this, picked up the wine cup, and first drank half a cup, holding it in her mouth.

Leaning down, she lightly touched his Adam's apple with the tip of her lips.

Ling Hao's body visibly tensed.

Tushan Bailing moved slowly up along his neck. Adam's apple, chin, corners of the mouth—every step deliberately avoided his lips, until finally she pressed against his lips and passed the wine from her mouth.

At the same time, her seven fox tails wrapped around him from all directions: two wrapped around his waist, two wrapped around his thighs, one wrapped around his back to climb onto his shoulders, and one lightly brushed the back of his neck.

The last one, the thinnest and most sensitive tail tip, snaked into his collar and pressed against his chest.

"The touch of fox tails is different from fingers, isn't it?"

"Indeed."

Added to the effect of the Love Silk Talisman, he was now almost...

Tushan Bailing's eyes flickered, her seven fox tails tightly coiled around him, and she transmitted her voice: "My reward—I want Sect Master to touch the base of my tails. That innermost part—it has been uncomfortable ever since we last Cultivated together."

Ling Hao reached into the base of the seven tails behind her and gently massaged the small, sensitive area covered by soft jade fox fur.

"You were blocked for too long. Is it more comfortable now?"

Tushan Bailing's body went limp, her whole person hanging on him, her seven fox tails simultaneously flared and tightened, wrapping even more tightly. She bit her lip to hold back the sound, but her rapid panting still betrayed her state.

"...Much better," she said, her voice trembling, "If you keep going, I will soon have a Breakthrough—I won't be able to stand."

Ling Hao let go, and she stumbled back to the edge of the pool, her fingers trembling as she draped the gauze dress back over herself.

Tushan Baixue supported her from the side and whispered: "Sister, you were wrapping around Revered Master so tightly just now..."

"Don't learn from that." Tushan Bailing closed her eyes.

Yu Lingshuang!

She picked up the cup, walked to Ling Hao, and respectfully offered a glass of wine. Ling Hao smiled but said nothing, nor did he take it.

Yu Lingshuang gave him a reproachful look, and like almost everyone before her, she took a sip herself, then stood on tiptoe, pressed her lips to his, and slowly passed the wine.

Ling Hao took the opportunity to wrap his arm around her waist, his other hand quietly slipping under her skirt, massaging the side of her thigh through the thin silk stockings.

Yu Lingshuang let out a muffled groan, pushed him away, and chided: "Sect Master... mind the occasion."

"Occasion?" Ling Hao laughed loudly, "Here, what occasion is there to speak of?"

Hearing this, the women laughed even more joyfully.

When it was Yue Xinxi's turn, she walked up with the wine cup. She held the wine to Ling Hao's lips, turning her face away so she wouldn't look at him: "Drink."

Ling Hao drained it and reached out to pinch her waist: "Thank you, Xinxi."

"Who, who let you call me Xinxi!"

Yue Xinxi bristled, turning to leave, but was pulled by the wrist by Ling Hao and kissed fiercely.

"It is a pity your sister did not come."

Yue Xinxi was stunned, then looked at him with disdain, "If she came, your image would be completely ruined!"

After saying that, she blushed, broke free, and ran back to Xia Yingying, causing Xia Yingying to cover her mouth and giggle.

The jade cups and wine vessels did not stop, and the people did not stop...

With the previous demonstrations, the ones that followed were a bit bolder.

Jiang Wangqing and her sister each took a sip...

Hua Youyou poured the wine onto her white silk stockings and then reached out towards Ling Hao...

Ruan Qing and her three sisters...

The "Floating Wine Cups on the Winding Water" continued for nearly three hours, and the women were no longer restrained.

Some teased Ling Hao with their jade feet, toes wandering along his thigh through silk stockings; Mo Li and Mo Lan entered the hot spring, their fish tails slapping the water, splashing water onto the clothes of those nearby, the thin gauze clinging to their skin, revealing their curves, a boundless spring scene.

Yun Yanran knelt at the edge of the pool, her feet wrapped in plain white silk stockings, lotus patterns appearing on the soles of her feet, causing ripples when they touched the ground. She lowered her head, her toes tapping the water surface, and amidst the rippling water, those little feet wrapped in white silk were exceptionally alluring.

Ling Hao's gaze fell on those feet; Yun Yanran seemed to sense it, her toes curled slightly, and her cheeks turned bright red.

The sky gradually darkened, wine and merriment were in full swing.

Spiritual lamps were lit one by one, reflecting the shimmering water of the hot spring.

Ling Hao stood up, took off his outer robe, and stepped into the hot spring. The steam was thick, shrouding his figure in mist.

"Everyone come down."