Goddess Fairy Moon NTR Pure Love-Chapter 17

The spiritual currents of the Lingwu Continent surged, not with the usual ebb and flow of cultivation, but with a sudden, violent tempest of gossip. News ripped through the top immortal forces, a wildfire licking across mountain peaks and deep valleys. The Holy Moon Sect, already a beacon of power, now vibrated with a new, astonishing revelation. Fairy Moon, the ethereal goddess revered by millions, possessed a son. And that son, Aukin, a mere Golden Core Realm cultivator, manifested a Divine Spell that only immortals createm

Shockwaves rippled through ancient sects, rattling the foundations of millennia-old traditions. Elders, their faces etched with the wisdom of ages, murmured into their beards. "The younger generation," one rasped, a tremor in his voice, "frightening."

Others, sipping rare teas in secluded pavilions, merely nodded. "What else could one expect?" a matriarch mused, her eyes distant. "He is, after all, the progeny of Fairy Moon. Her blood runs through his veins."

Yet, beneath the awe and grudging respect, a different current stirred. In moonlit gardens, where cultivators once dreamt of ascending to Fairy Moon’s divine grace, a melancholic sigh drifted on the wind. The goddess, their unattainable ideal, now had a son who claimed her, body and soul. The news twisted in their guts, a bitter knot of unrequited devotion.

Even in a boisterous tavern, far from the polished halls of power, the news found its way. Sun Wukong, the Monkey King, perched on a stool far too small for his frame, sloshed potent spirit into a clay cup. Across from him, Zhai Baijie, his snout twitching, grunted approval as Wukong drained the cup. A glowing projection shimmered in the air above a nearby table, displaying Aukin’s Silk Web Domain, a shimmering, intricate lattice of power.

"Ha!" Wukong’s laugh boomed, rattling the wooden beams. He slammed his cup down. "That’s my friend! Look at him, kicking those worthless weaklings around!" His chest puffed out, a primal pride radiating from him. He took another gulp, his eyes unfocused. "Just like me, back in the day. What a show!"

Zhai Baijie snorted, wiping his mouth with the back of a hairy hand. "He’s got a good teacher, clearly."

Wukong’s grin widened, a flash of white teeth. "A good friend, too! Made a promise, he did. Made Baijguang happy. Oh, she won’t be mad at me when I get back now. Not with news like that!" He imagined his spider wife, her sharp tongue softened by pleasure, her purple eyes alight with adoration. A shiver ran down his spine, a mixture of anticipation and lust. He slammed his cup down again. "Maybe I should head back now. Tell her myself." He chuckled, a low rumble. "Show her what a real monkey can do."

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Back within the hallowed grounds of the Holy Moon Sect, Aukin stood before his mother. The air around them thrummed with the lingering echo of his recent triumph, the unveiling of his Divine Spine still a fresh, vibrant memory. Fairy Moon’s eyes, usually a calm, serene blue, now shimmered with an uncharacteristic blend of pride and something akin to apprehension.

"So," she began, her voice a silken whisper, "the Silk Web Domain. A truly magnificent spell, my love. Tell me... how did you acquire such a treasure?" She watched him, her perfect lips curved in a gentle, knowing smile.

Aukin’s gaze dropped, a faint blush creeping up his neck. He shifted his weight, his hands clasped behind his back. "It was... unexpected, Mother." He met her eyes, a flicker of guilt crossing his face. "Sun Wukong and Baijguang. They... helped."

Fairy Moon’s eyebrow arched, a subtle, elegant curve. "Oh? And how, precisely, did they ’help’?" Her tone remained soft, inviting, yet a keen intelligence sharpened her gaze.

He explained about the Enlighten Plums he used to create the divin spell. He also confessed his fling with Baijguang

"Baijguang. We... we had an encounter. A very intimate one.." He waited, bracing himself for an explosion of fury, a cold condemnation from the goddess he adored.

Instead, Fairy Moon stepped closer, her hand reaching out to cup his cheek. Her touch was warm, infinitely tender. "My precious one." Her thumb stroked his skin. "You confess this to me." Her eyes, though still intense, held no anger, only a profound, complex emotion. "You did what was necessary to cultivate. To unlock your potential. I... I feel a strange mix of guilt and pride, Aukin."

His head tilted, confusion clouding his blue eyes. "Guilt? Pride?"

"Guilt," she murmured, her gaze distant for a moment, "because I placed you in a situation where you felt you needed to go to such lengths. Pride, because my son, my treasure, discovered a Divine Spell. A power so profound, it sends ripples across the entire continent." She paused, her eyes returning to his, a deep, unwavering affection shining within them. "You always find a way to surprise me, Aukin. To surpass my expectations."

Aukin blinked, still processing her words. He expected a reprimand, a stern lecture, perhaps even a flash of jealousy. This... this was not what he anticipated. He felt a knot in his chest loosen, a burden he hadn’t realized he was carrying dissolving into the air.

"But... the apprenticeship," he began, remembering the elaborate charade. "The tournament. All those disciples vying for your attention."

Fairy Moon’s lips curved into a playful, almost mischievous smile. "Ah, that." She chuckled, a soft, melodious sound that sent a shiver through him. "A little trick, my love. A necessary deception." She walked past him, her silken robes rustling, and turned to face him again, her back to a window overlooking the sect’s sprawling gardens. "Did you truly believe I intended to take on a personal disciple? To pass on my cultivation insights to some eager, unknown youth?" Her voice dropped, a hint of steel beneath the velvet. "My insights, my unique path... they are for you, Aukin. And you alone."

He stared, his mind reeling. "But... the rumors? The grand pronouncements?"

"All for you," she confirmed, her smile widening. "To stimulate you, to push you. To see how far you would go, what lengths you would reach, to earn my attention, my time." She spread her hands, a gesture of elegant confession. "The Vice Sect Master and the Grand Elder, they are the ones who truly seek personal disciples. I merely provided the stage, the incentive. For you."

Aukin felt a strange mixture of awe and exasperation. His mother, the divine Fairy Moon, had orchestrated an elaborate, continent-wide charade, all for him. All to motivate him. Her devotion, her cunning, her boundless love... it overwhelmed him.

He stepped forward, his arms encircling her waist, pulling her close. His face buried in her glossy, dark hair, inhaling her unique scent of moonlit jasmine and spiritual qi. "Mother," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "You are truly... incredible." He lifted his head, his blue eyes shining with a profound tenderness. "I love you."

Fairy Moon’s face bloomed, a radiant blush spreading across her cheeks, a light entering her eyes that eclipsed even the stars. Her perfect body softened against his, melting into his embrace. She leaned into his touch, her hand coming up to cup his jaw, her fingers tracing the line of his cheekbone. A deep, contented sigh escaped her lips.

Before he could utter another word, before another thought could form in his mind, she pushed him. Not harshly, but with a sudden, irresistible force that sent him stumbling backward. His feet tangled, and he landed on the plush silk rug, his back hitting the yielding surface with a soft thud.

Her eyes, now ablaze with a hungry fire, held his. A predatory glint danced within their blue depths. Her hands moved to the ties of her robe, her fingers deft and quick. The silken fabric whispered as it parted, revealing the flawless expanse of her skin beneath. Her breasts, plump and firm, rose and fell with her quickening breath. Her flat, sexy tummy, her sensual legs and thighs... all of her, laid bare before him.

A wicked smile played on her lips. "Enough talk, my love." Her voice, now husky and laced with primal desire, sent a jolt straight to his core. "You have earned your reward. Now, come here. And fuck me."

She lunged, a graceful, powerful movement, landing on the bed beside him. Her body pressed against his, hot and demanding. His mind, still reeling from her confession, from the sheer depth of her manipulative love, surrendered completely. He met her gaze, his own eyes mirroring her intense hunger. This was their love, their unique, depraved, and utterly consuming bond. And in this moment, nothing else in the vast Lingwu Continent mattered.

At the end Fairy Moon punishment by making him fuck her several times for accepting Baijguang blackmailed. She was very satisfied having his cum insider and cuddle tightly for fear he would run away. She also make a selfish note to try and stimulate her son again.

Because one another female eat him, two those days with interaction were like he’ll for a her a Immortal.