The Time Stone Crystal

Chapter 49 - The Fifth of the seven Portals

A beautiful morning greeted them and ended their seven-day stay on Wudang Mountain with Master Zhang Sanfeng's staff. They have also built its temple and she is also happy that she learned Tai Chi which she is proud of even for the next generation. She may have many memories left in the place but they will remain in her heart and mind.

“Thank you very much, Master Zhang Sanfeng. We are lucky because you welcomed us here in your place,” said Weng.

"And the delicious food," Thiara added.

"Included what we have learned from you," Jigger added.

“Why? Did Master Zhang teach you something too?”

“Do you think you are the only one taught by Master Zhang, Lady Weng? We also learned what Master Zhang taught you, but not everything,” Kristoff replied.

“Oh, I see. That’s better,” she said.

"That's enough and you'll be late for your journey," said Master Zhang.

They just smiled at each other—they got on their horses. Her husband, Kairo, stay for a moment and Master Zhang talked to him for a while and then he got on their horse after. Kairo maneuvered their horse until they were able to get out of the temple and as before their horse was running slowly, they are in the rear and the others are ahead.

"What did you and Master Zhang talk about, my love?" she asked.

"I just thanked him and said to him be careful."

"Ah, Master Zhang is old too but he will last even longer, right?"

“Yes. He still has much to contribute to his cause and the creator will guide him in that matter.”

“The creator will guide the people with aspirations but how can those who sacrifice for the lives of others? Hopefully, something good awaits them in their next life.”

“The creator never forgets people like them. Although their life is not successful right now there is a better life waiting for their next life. They will remember nothing but a feeling of being a warrior will remain in their hearts. Don't worry and it all comes with a price.”

“I'm still sad, my love. I can hardly sleep because of that thought and the rest of the moment is near.”

Kairo gripped her waist tightly. “As I told you, don't think about it too much. Control your emotions and don't let them swallow you. It affects the ability of the stone crystal because you are connected to it.”

“I understand that thing, my love. I'm a woman and I can't help but think that.” At once, she sighed.

“I have a story about a woman who is very beautiful, very intelligent, and very kind. She had a son who was blessed because the creator blessed him. This woman loved a warrior. Their marriage was happy in the beginning. But it changed because her husband had to fight for the peace of mankind. But this beautiful woman knew that her husband would die in battle but she had already prepared herself. Until the moment came when her husband did not return alive and the corpse was brought home to her. Because the creator had a plan for this warrior, the creator revived it but they could never reunite. One of them has to make a sacrifice to keep their goal going.”

"Whose story is this, my love?"

"My mother and my father."

“It is very sad. Your father is alive but you can't be with him.”

"He is the right hand of the creator now and they can no longer be together because of my father's sworn duty."

"And you are the fruit of their pure love."

Kairo nodded. "The child was blessed by the creator of a unique ability and now has the destiny to face with the woman he loves."

"I'm going to make our own story, my love."

"What's the title?"

"The last mortal in the past?"

"That's weird."

She laughed. "The weird one, my love."

They stopped in the middle of the woods then resumed the process of their journey. Her husband also stopped the horse they were riding at the same time as the others stopped. They had earlier opened the portal to another dimensional era as what her husband did before. Kairo still needs the substantial power that comes from the stone crystal, so it always holds her hand, connecting them to Kairo's magical stone power. They also entered the portal first, followed by the others. They once again traveled towards the fifth portal as she rode a horse with her husband and faced danger again. It never left her mind to worry anyway because every time they go, their world gets more congested in search of Hyperion, or better to say, searching for Kairo's half-stone.

IT WAS a heavy rain when they arrived at the place with dusky clouds, a dark atmosphere, and the wind swirled around. Kairo and the others quickly ran their horses forward with the house nearby.

"Hiya!" Kairo shouted.

She was also almost closing her eyes because she was in the front row and the rain was dropping over her face. Their journey did not take long and they came to a house that almost resembled houses in China. She had not yet asked her husband which era they had been to until they had finally entered the wide yard of the old ancestral house. Immediately their horses took shelter as she descended together with the others.

“Master Kairo! Welcome to Kyoto,” said the elderly man.

"Thank you, Master Yu."

Kyoto? Are we in Japan? In her mind. Perhaps that’s because there is no other Kyoto that she knows but only in Japan.

They were brought inside his house and it was only then that she realized that was an ancestral Japanese house. The staff of an elderly man they identified as Master Yu immediately took care of them. They were also taken to their respective rooms to rest and change their clothes. Because she was able to maintain her body temperature with the ability of the stone crystal, she was almost in two pieces in their room while arranging the hanging of her clothes in the bathroom. Later, her husband, Kairo, approached her. He kissed her on the shoulder up to her neck.

“My love…”

"It’s cold weather. Do you want to warm up?” he whispered to her.

She turned to her husband and kissed her on the lips. She put her hands on its neck and held on tightly. She and Kairo shared a warm moment again until he was sitting on the wooden stool in the bathroom.

He kisses her paunch, and his hands started to touches her body down to her butt. She feels that she wanted him again, and fire combustion is fueling within. His tongue traveled down to her lower part until he found what he's looking for.

"Kairo!"

His right-hand holds her left leg and slowly lifts it. She tweaks his hair and moaned again! Now, Kairo was playing her cunt with his tongue. She was almost consumed by the intensity of the fire between the two of them. It was another experience in her life and in many cases, she seemed to be obsessed with madness again.

Kairo stopped what he was doing to her lower part and let her seated on his lap. She was worried that they might fall, but she knew that her husband was careful about everything.

"Kairo, is it okay?"

"No worries. If we fell, we do it on the floor, my love." His sweet voice endearment. "Remove my robe." He ordered.

She instantly removes it, and his manhood was in huge form. Kairo ordered her again to put it inside her cunt. She wanted to dispute it because it is they had s*x for how many times. But she tried to get in.

"That's right, my love. Make it slowly. It won't hurt; instead, you will enjoy it later."

"I don't know to be in your top, Kairo. But I am trying to satisfy you."

"Why are you so innocent? Damn. I love the way you are, Weng. Your greenhorn moves make me feel insane. Just move up, down, and squeeze it with your femininity."

She tightened her grip on the young man's backside as she began to point it out. She didn't even know if that was right but she slowly moved up and down as his manhood seemed in raging.

"Uhm .. Weng ..Shit!"

"Kairo ..." She still felt the pain in that part but she was starting to enjoy it.

"Weng, make it fast, my love."

His lips covered one of her breasts as one of her husband's hands supported her body so that she would not fall. She was almost exhausted again by the sensation that shattered her innocence. Until she moved faster and faster over it. Until Kairo whispers, he was coming inside her.

"Uhm ..." How deep he said when he was in the triumph.

"Kairo!" She gasps as she hugged her husband.

He kisses her lips again. "Let's take a bath together."

She smiled. "Yes, my love."

Their intimate moments were not over yet but they followed again as the two of them bathed together. They were almost equally insane due to their intimate insanity. Even if Kairo repeatedly did that to her, she would never tire of expressing her love for him. Each touch of his palms on her body intensified that sensation between the two of them. Her husband carried her in the deep lunacy of being together again. It propped him against the wall at the same time as the rushing water in the shower, the thunder accompanied by lightning, and the constant pouring of heavy rain into the atmosphere.

A moment later, they rested first after their i*********e and while it rained around. They lie on the bed just like the ancient Japanese traditional bed on the floor.

"My love, what era have we been to?"

“We are in Kyoto. In the land of Master Yu that I met when he was only ten years old.”

"Like Master Zhang Sanfeng?"

“Yes, my love. Master Yu had previously taught me to hold samurai swords.”

Samurai were the hereditary military nobility and officer caste of medieval and early-modern Japan from the 12th century to their abolition in the 1870s. They were the well-paid retainers of the daimyo. They had high prestige and special privileges such as wearing two swords. They cultivated the bushido codes of martial virtues, indifference to pain, and unflinching loyalty, engaging in many local battles. During the peaceful Edo era, they became the stewards and chamberlains of the daimyo estates, gaining managerial experience and education. In the 1870s samurai families comprised five percent of the population. The Meiji Revolution ended their feudal roles, and they moved into professional and entrepreneurial roles. Their memory and weaponry remain prominent in Japanese popular culture.

“I also want to learn samurai swords, my love? Can Master Yu teach me?”

“That depends, my love. Master Yu is strict with what he teaches and unlike Master Zhang, you can’t easily talk to him. Don't worry and you know things well.”

“Take me anywhere again, my love. I have wanted to go to Japan for a long time. It's just that it didn't work out because my priorities in life prevailed.”

“It is beautiful here in Kyoto and there are many ancient temples like in China. You will especially enjoy the cold climate.”

"That's why it's raining so hard, my love."

"There will be a storm but it will subside as well."

"Can we stop the storm?"

"Sometimes nature needs it too."

"It's destroying nature."

"Go to sleep, my love."

"Aren't we going to eat?"

"Later, my love."

"I'm hungry."

"Later… I said."

She embraces her husband as they sleep for the rest of the night.