"Patriarch, please reconsider your decision."
"Patriarch, this marriage is beneficial for both families."
"Patriarch, the Zhou family has a very good reputation."
"Patriarch…"
A series of insistent and shrill voices filled a spacious hall with ancient decor.
At the head of the room, a man with refined features, appearing about thirty years old, calmly observed the unfolding situation.
Liu Chen was not the original owner of that body; he had transmigrated ten years ago and had quickly adapted to his new life. Despite being an orphan without external support, he had managed to become the patriarch of a small family in Zhongshi City, thanks to his ingenuity and natural talent for cultivation.
Of course, he was aware that he could be called a genius in this small city, but out there, on a larger stage, Liu Chen was no different from trash.
It was a real shame that he had arrived in that world without a "golden finger," meaning without any special advantage or miraculous system. In fact, that was his greatest regret.
His innate talent was insufficient, and apparently, there wasn't much hope for progress, at least not in the short term.
"I didn't think I'd reach my limit so soon," he thought with resignation. "Maybe it's my children who are destined to achieve greatness."
Faced with the insistence of the clan elders, his own lack of prospects, and deep down, a certain need for companionship, Liu Chen eventually gave in.
"Elders, you can speak with the Zhou family," he announced finally. "I agree to this marriage."
The Liu family and the Zhou family were part of the second-tier families within the city. They didn't have the influence of the major main families, so their lives were relatively peaceful. There were no major conflicts between them, and in fact, they often formed small alliances to protect each other.
This was possible because their economic interests didn't clash; the Zhou family's main business was selling talismans, while the Liu family dealt in pills and spiritual herbs. Other families in the group traded in artifacts, demonic beasts, or were simply general merchants.
"The patriarch is wise."
"Patriarch, at this moment, I'll arrange a suitable dowry for the bride," said Liu Yiming, the great elder of the clan.
Liu Chen smiled while waving his hand. "Take it easy; we're not desperate to get married. If we seem too excited, it could cause a misunderstanding with the Zhou family."
A few days later, the Liu family mansion was filled with red lanterns and festive decorations. Today was the day the patriarch took a woman from the Zhou clan as his wife, the daughter of one of the clan's elders.
Fortunately, everything went smoothly. Both families gathered to celebrate the union, sharing banquets and toasts in an atmosphere of contained joy.
Now in the bridal chamber, Liu Chen lifted the bride's veil. Although he had seen her before, he couldn't help but be impressed by the woman in front of him. Zhou Xinyi was delicate, with a captivating beauty. She had a small, harmonious face, rosy lips, and perfect skin that seemed to glow with its own light.
After a brief chat, they drank the wine that the Liu family had prepared in the room.
Almost immediately, Liu Chen felt his body warming slightly. The first thing that crossed his mind was that the wine contained some kind of aphrodisiac. Although his cultivation was at the third level of Qi Gathering, the small amount he drank managed to affect him, indicating that the medicine was quite potent.
There was no ill intent behind it; it was simply a tradition to take the medicine as a small stimulus for the newlyweds.
On the other hand, Zhou Xinyi was completely aroused. Her cultivation was lower than Liu Chen's, so the wine's effect on her was even more intense. Her teary eyes and ragged breathing clearly betrayed her state.
Liu Chen let his guard down for just a second, and when he looked back at her, she had already removed all her clothes. Her naked body approached him with clumsy but determined steps.
Despite being a petite woman, measuring about one meter sixty, her breasts were generous, so large that they didn't even fit completely in Liu Chen's large hands.
He, stimulated by the wine and his wife's fiery figure, pulled her into an embrace. While kissing her small lips with increasing intensity, his hands began to roam her body, first her waist, then slowly descending until they reached her buttocks, well-formed and firm to the touch.
Zhou Xinyi responded with naive fierceness, revealing all her inexperience but also her enormous desire for Liu Chen to finally enter her.
Their tongues intertwined in a deep kiss while she, with trembling hands, began to undress him.
When the last garments fell to the floor, Liu Chen lifted her easily, as if holding a feather. Without stopping the kiss, he carried her slowly to the bed and laid her down gently.
"Husband, I want it," she whispered in a halting voice. "Please, hurry."
Liu Chen had thought about going down first, licking her honey and prolonging the moment, but faced with his wife's pleas, he could only obey.
Her little flower was wet enough, so without effort, he aligned the head of his cock against the entrance of her pink pussy.
Little by little, his powerful flesh entered her tight cavity.
A moan of pain appeared on Zhou Xinyi's face at the moment of penetration. But not even that managed to restore her sanity; ignoring the discomfort, she wrapped her legs around Liu Chen and pulled him toward her, seeking more depth.
At that instant, the sound of a bell rang in Liu Chen's mind, followed by the appearance of a floating holographic screen displaying a clear message:
[Welcome, host.]
Liu Chen was startled for a moment but quickly closed the window with a simple thought. At that moment, there were much more important matters to attend to.
Once her wet pussy fully accommodated Liu Chen's cock, Zhou Xinyi felt satisfied. It was like a small release. The initial itch was gnawing at her soul.
Zhou Xinyi wanted to be ravaged by his powerful cock, but it was her first time, and she hadn't yet gotten used to the intruder.
He knew it was a period for her to adapt to his size, so he waited until she felt comfortable before starting to thrust.
Soon, Liu Chen's expert movements made Zhou Xinyi shudder with pleasure; additionally, the wine heightened the feeling of intoxication.
It didn't take long before a scream escaped her mouth, accompanied by a small squirt that completely soaked the bed.
Liu Chen smiled delightedly at seeing all the fluids coming out of his little wife.
Without giving her time to recover, Liu Chen gripped her hips firmly while penetrating her forcefully, making the woman cry out in pleasure.
Her moans began to grow increasingly scandalous as Liu Chen increased the speed of his thrusts.
The aphrodisiac had stripped away her shame. She looked at him like a slut begging to be penetrated harder. Fortunately, a cultivator's body is more resilient than a mortal's. But even knowing that, Liu Chen held back a little to avoid hurting her.
Almost instinctively, Zhou Xinyi sensed that Liu Chen was holding back, so she pushed him and climbed on top of him, only to ride his thick cock like a madwoman.
Although her movements were clumsy, they were full of passion and eroticism. At the same time, her enormous tits slapped against Liu Chen's face—an desperate invitation from her nipples to be bitten.
Finally, Liu Chen couldn't hold back, and his seed shot out forcefully inside her wet cave.
The heat inside her increased, making her think her vagina was about to melt, giving her another dose of pleasure.
"Do you like this?" Liu Chen teased when he saw that Zhou Xinyi was on the verge of losing consciousness.
"Husband, you're too strong," Zhou Xinyi admitted, almost breathless.
In the following hours, Liu Chen gave her a good lesson on how to serve him properly; even her mouth wasn't spared.