Under the zenith of the sun, its resplendent glow illuminating the lofty peaks of the Qing Mao Mountain range, a serene zephyr of spring wind danced through the expansive landscape, whispering its secrets among the verdant woods.

In the Gu Yue Clan's esteemed Gu House, Fang Zheng departed with a melodious whistle escaping his lips, buoyed by the enchanting events that had unfolded throughout the day. In the morning, Shen Cui herself had taken on the role of his caretaker, personally attending to his needs and lavishing him with her dedicated service.

Although it bore no extraordinary incidents, the mere thought of Shen Cui wove an indelible tapestry within Fang Zheng's consciousness. The graceful image of her dexterous hands meticulously tending to him manifested vividly in his mind's eye. The delicate allure of her scarlet lips held an irresistible charm, causing his heart to flutter with an impassioned and unrestrained exhilaration.

And now, he had at long last acquired a gu, a prized possession of a gu master. He had chosen the Moonlight Gu as his vital gu, an exclusive gu to his clan. Being aware of the gu's uniqueness to the Gu Yue Clan, Fang Zheng knew that the majority of his fellow clansmen also deemed it their vital gu. Therefore, he harbored the hope that valuable upgrade recipes for the Moonlight Gu would be readily available within the clan's knowledge repository.

Fang Zheng arrived at the grand Fang Mansion and made his way to the opulent living room, where he discovered his new adoptive parents engaged in a tranquil tea session.

"Fang Zheng, my dear child! You have returned at last. Congratulations on obtaining your first gu. It marks the initial step on your path to becoming a gu master. Where is your elder brother?" his adoptive father warmly inquired.

"We had a disagreement yesterday. After leaving the gu house, I am unsure of his whereabouts," Fang Zheng responded.

"What? You had a fight and no one informed me?" his adoptive father exclaimed in surprise.

"Indeed, my older brother has grown increasingly arrogant. He even struck me and made a rather unsettling statement..." Fang Zheng explained, his voice trailing off.

"What! Your older brother actually said that?", His adoptive father's tone turned stern, his expression growing cold. Beside him, his adoptive mother sat silently, listening to their conversation.

"Yes, when I entered his room, he was gazing out of the window. The entire incident unfolded as follows," Fang Zheng recounted with utmost politeness.

His adoptive father's frown deepened, forming three distinct lines etched upon his forehead. After a few moments, he let out a sigh and spoke in a solemn voice, "Fang Zheng, my child, you must remember this. The maidservant Shen Cui is not Fang Yuan's personal possession; we assigned her to him. How could he use her as a bargaining chip? If you had desired her, you should have expressed your wishes earlier. We would have simply reassigned her to you."

Fang Zheng stood there, stunned by his adoptive father's words.

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His adoptive father waved his hand dismissively. "You may go now. Since you had given all your primeval stones to Fang Yuan, I shall provide you with another thirty-six. Remember, use them wisely in refining your Gu and strive to claim the top position. We will be immensely proud of you when you achieve that."

"Father, I am deeply ashamed..." Fang Zheng's voice quivered with emotion, tears welling in his eyes. His adoptive father sighed and replied, "Just go now, hasten back to your room and refine your Gu. Time is of the essence."

As Fang Zheng took his leave, his adoptive father's face contorted into an expression of fury and rage.

Bang!

He forcefully struck the table with his palm, his voice hissing, "Hmph, that wretched bastard! He actually used our servants as bargaining chips. How cunning he has become!"

Aunt intervened, offering her advice, "Husband, calm your anger. It is merely thirty-six primeval stones."

"Can't you see, woman? This Fang Yuan is truly cunning. He easily saw through our scheme. Since we cannot establish a favorable relationship with him, we must ensure that Fang Zheng remains on our side. As time passes, the rift between the brothers will naturally widen, and it is better for us this way," Uncle seethed with anger, his teeth clenched in frustration.

He continued, "With Fang Yuan's A-grade talent and the abundant resources provided by the clan, his cultivation speed will be remarkably fast. It is imperative that we maintain Fang Zheng's cultivation level above his brother's, allowing him to access a greater share of the clan's resources. And when the crucial moment of the inheritance test arrives, we must ensure that Fang Zheng stands firmly by our side, advocating for our cause."

Aunt, unable to grasp the full picture, voiced her confusion. "Even if we don't hinder Fang Yuan, he would only reach the Rank Two middle stage within a year. Husband, your cultivation has already reached the peak of Rank Two. Why should you fear him?"

Uncle's anger intensified, and he stomped his foot in frustration. "Woman, your insight is truly limited! As a senior, should I stoop so low as to suppress the younger generation? If he wishes to reclaim the inheritance, it is a reasonable desire that cannot be directly obstructed. I can only employ the clan's rules to counter his actions. According to the clan rules, to become the head of the household at sixteen years old, one must possess at least Rank One middle stage cultivation."

Aunt finally grasped the underlying strategy.

Uncle narrowed his eyes, a glimmer of determination in his gaze. He shook his head slightly, sighing as he remarked, "Fang Yuan is excessively shrewd, too cunning for his age. What kind of intellect does he possess? To scheme and calculate at such a tender age is truly alarming. Initially, I had intended to continue plotting against him, but but he proved to be one step ahead. I had hoped to leverage Shen Cui to keep an eye on him and cause him trouble, but instead, he turned the tables on us, even managing to acquire thirty-six primeval stones."

Fang Zheng strolled through the corridors of Fang Mansion, his footsteps resonating through the grand halls. Purposefully, he made his way to his personal chamber and entered the room.

Inside, Shen Cui was seated on his bed, exuding captivating elegance. Adorned in flowing, modest robes, her attire tastefully accentuated her graceful figure, exuding an air of allure. The translucent fabric granted subtle glimpses, inviting one to explore the enigmatic depths that lay beyond.

"Ah, young master," Shen Cui whispered, her voice carrying an intriguing charm, "I have longed for your arrival, eager to fulfill your desires." Her words were filled with enchantment, hinting at the promise of pleasure and discovery.

He approached slowly, drawn by her irresistible voice. When he reached her, she pulled him onto the bed. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, a dance of desire and longing. Their tongues intertwined, exploring each other's mouths with equal fervor. As their connection deepened, his hands caressed her backside, igniting a primal fire within him. With a deliberate touch, he gently unveiled her alluring form, exposing the secrets that lay beneath, an invitation to embrace their carnal desires.

He guided her onto the bed, appreciating her naked beauty. Stripping himself bare, he positioned himself between her thighs, ready to embark on a journey of pleasure.

"Young master, please be gentle," she pleaded, her voice filled with desire.

"Cui, I'll make you mine," he whispered.

Slowly, he entered her, feeling the resistance give way to a mixture of pleasure and pain. Their moans echoed in the room as they moved together, their bodies synchronizing in a passionate symphony. Their union intensified, culminating in a moment of shared ecstasy as he climaxed, releasing his essence deep within her.

In an act of mutual desire, she shifted their positions, taking control and granting herself the reins of pleasure. They surrendered to the intoxicating rhythm they had established, succumbing to waves of ecstasy as they moved in unison. Their bodies melded in a display of raw passion, reaching the pinnacle of pleasure as she climaxed.

Unyielding in their fervor, they continued their passionate exchange until she was consumed by her own pleasure, left breathless in the aftermath of their relentless ardor.