[Fantasy] The Legend of the Eye of Desire (Complete) - 1

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[Synopsis]
Five thousand years ago, the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan led his army to annihilate countless divine and demonic races, unifying the Nine Provinces and establishing the Kingdom of the Divine Dragons.
Five thousand years later, the Eye of Desire, inheriting the soul of the Yellow Emperor, was obtained by a man named Yang Yan, and the power of Xuanyuan reappeared in the world.
Countless beauties became Yang Yan's personal collection, the power of the Earth was shattered because of him, he massacred Japan, bombarded America, and waged war against Japan, India, Greece, and the major gods of Norse mythology...
A dream of unifying the Earth, a game of hunting goddesses. The most exhilarating wish-fulfillment novel, the most insane dragon fantasy.
(The story in this article is purely fantasy and has no political purpose. Please do not associate it with the real world. This article describes many immoral stories. Please leave if you are a morally upright person.)
The main text : It was late at night
, and the vast plains below the small mountain were still covered by a thick fog. Beyond the fog, a million-strong army was eyeing this misty plains with predatory intent. Amidst the vast army, an old man, protected by hundreds of brightly armored guards, was assembling a strangely structured chariot from a pile of scattered, complex parts. At the charioteer's position, a lifelike bronze figure raised its right arm, gazing forward. "You turn the chariot," the old man commanded. As the last part was installed, the bronze figure suddenly shifted to the side, its raised arm pointing precisely in a direction. The old man's face lit up with joy, and he gave the order to his guards. "Yes, Lord Feng Hou!" More than a dozen burly guards immediately began to work together, continuously turning the chariot in place. No matter how the chariot turned, the direction the bronze figure's arm pointed remained unchanged. "Haha, the compass chariot, a success! Your Majesty, your time to unify the world has finally come!" With a joyful shout, the old man suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood… "Lord Feng Hou…" The guards immediately surrounded him. "Lord Feng Hou has passed away..." The army doctor examined the old man, known as Lord Feng Hou, for a moment, then said sadly. "Report to the King, the compass chariot is complete, Lord Feng Hou has passed away." "No need..." A gentle, clear voice softly reached everyone's ears. In the sky, countless pale purple petals suddenly fluttered down, and a golden light, about ten feet in size, appeared out of nowhere, seven or eight feet in mid-air. "Welcome the Holy Arrival of the Goddess Xuan Nu." Amidst the fluttering petals and intoxicating fragrance, everyone knelt on the ground. "Rise, all of you, there is no need for sorrow. Feng Hou died loyal to the King. In the name of the Nine Heavens Goddess, I bestow grace upon her, and Feng Hou's soul will ascend to the Xuanyuan Divine Realm, becoming a new celestial being." The elegant and melodious voice, carrying a faint majesty, reached everyone's ears. The light in mid-air slowly dissipated, and a peerless goddess appeared from the sky, dressed in a white gauze robe, with a lotus-shaped red cloud floating beneath her bare feet. After the goddess finished speaking, she pointed her jade hand at Feng Hou's corpse. A rich, exotic fragrance wafted over, and Feng Hou's slowly stiffening body suddenly emitted a golden luster. The luster quickly spread throughout Feng Hou's body, finally gathering into a golden pill the size of a goose egg between her brows. The golden pill slowly sank into Feng Hou's forehead, and her long-closed eyes opened once more. Her body slowly floated into the air, and a blue crystal-like armor took shape on Feng Hou's body. "Great Goddess Feng Hou..." all the soldiers cheered in unison. "Little Goddess Feng Hou pays respects to the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden." The awakened Feng Hou straightened her armor and then knelt before the white-clad goddess who stood on red clouds. "No need for further discussion, Feng Hou. You created writing, a great service to the world. This time, you poured your heart and soul into creating the compass chariot, sacrificing your life. I, in the name of the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, hereby bestow upon you the title of god, granting you entry into the Xuanyuan Divine Realm. Now the Goddess of Writing, you should be even more loyal to the Great King, to continue the Great King's great achievements for ten thousand generations." The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's elegant voice was filled with boundless majesty. "Long live the Great Emperor Xuanyuan..." Watching the respected Lady Feng Hou become a new deity, all the warriors of the Great Emperor Xuanyuan waved their weapons fervently. They were even more convinced that as long as they were loyal to their great emperor, even if they died on the battlefield, they could be reborn and become gods revered for ten thousand generations. Waves of fervent shouts pierced through the layers of mist, reaching the towering stone castle standing in the thick fog. In the center of the magnificent palace on the highest floor of the thirteen-story castle, a burly man with a cold expression wiped the black-gleaming battle axe in his hand. "Chieftain, shall we fight our way out? I refuse to believe I can't kill that brat Xuanyuan!" The old man, his body covered in black, kneeling at the foot of the white jade steps, couldn't help but roar like thunder. "Xuanyuan..." The three-meter-tall giant raised his head, his cold gaze sweeping down, and the twelve kneeling men immediately felt a deep-seated fear. "Tiehua, I know you are made of steel, impervious to blades and spears, but are you confident you can withstand several blows from my Chiyou Axe?" the giant asked calmly. "Chieftain's Chiyou Axe is the number one divine weapon forged from the horns of thirty-six earth dragons, indestructible. I can't withstand even one strike." The old man's head was almost touching the ground. "Yes, in the past, my Chiyou Axe was indeed hailed as an invincible divine weapon. Even the gods of water and fire could only flee on dragons under my Chiyou Axe. But now, the title of number one divine weapon should be changed." The giant Chiyou gently stroked the terrible crack on the battle axe that had been with him for over thirty years. "The Xuanyuan Sword..." Chi You's gaze shifted to the window. Beyond the mist, the man named Xuanyuan was leading his army, preparing to invade the territory where the Chiyou tribe had lived for millennia, to slaughter all the Chiyou men, to steal the wealth accumulated over thousands of years, and to enslave the Chiyou women... The Xuanyuan military camp, which had quieted down, became utterly silent once more. As the night deepened, most of the camp fell into darkness, with only the dim lights of the surrounding guards and the brightly lit central tent vying with the moonlight for brilliance. The red cloud ridden by the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden slowly drifted towards the central tent, which was made of deer hide. The thick deer hide could not block the brilliant lights inside. As she approached the tent, the plaintive moans emanating from within caused the beautiful and elegant Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden to blush. An uncontrollable palpitation made this holy goddess almost lose control of her cloud. "Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden greets the Holy Lord." Arriving before the main tent, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden withdrew her protective red cloud, knelt on the ground, and spoke softly. "Come in." The man's deep baritone voice commanded without room for argument. "Yes, Holy Lord." The most perfect goddess in everyone's hearts, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, bowed her head and slowly walked into the central military tent of the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan.

Unlike the bleak autumn wind outside, stepping into the main tent immediately brought a warm, rich fragrance. The central military tent, over thirty meters high and a hundred meters wide, was illuminated by the multicolored light emitted by hundreds of hanging lamps. In the center of the tent, on a three-meter-high, thirty-meter-wide jade bed, over a hundred beautiful young women lay naked, their allure boundless. In the center of the jade bed, on a throne carved from a single piece of ten-thousand-year-old cold jade, sat a tall, imposing man, naked. A beautiful young woman straddled his waist, writhing and emitting captivating moans.
As the woman's movements quickened, a high-pitched scream rang out, and her body tensed, as if she had entered a state of complete stillness. Her nine large, snow-white tails, which had been hanging down from the jade bed, now stood erect behind her like a peacock's tail.
"Master, Master..."
After a moment of stillness, the girl collapsed into the man's arms, her body convulsing slightly, her breath coming in soft, almost dreamlike gasps.
"Fox."
The man gently lifted the girl's head and kissed her delicate red lips. As his powerful tongue greedily explored every inch of her mouth, the girl, already in a daze, immediately let out a captivating nasal sound.
As the long, passionate kiss ended, the man forcefully pressed the girl down beneath him. With each powerful thrust, the girl immediately let out a continuous, high-pitched moan.
"Master... Fox can't take it anymore..."
With the girl's sharpest cry, her mind had completely lost itself in the continuous climax. With the man's exceptionally powerful final thrust, the girl's body went limp, and she actually fainted during her climax.
"Mysterious Maiden, come here."
The man, who had climbed off the girl, was clearly not yet satisfied. His huge, thick penis, as thick as a child's arm, was still glistening with the girl's love fluid.
"Holy Lord..."
Seeing the man's strong member pointing directly at her, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden felt her cheeks burn like fire, her heart rippled, and even her voice trembled.
"Come here."
Seeing the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's shy appearance, the man smiled wickedly and deliberately thrust his member forward.
"Yes, Holy Lord."
The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden suppressed her annoying embarrassment and lowered her head to come to the man's side.
"As expected of the Goddess of Beauty, your skin is always the best."
The man's large hands gently caressed the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's delicate cheeks, the goddess's skin so smooth and delicate that he couldn't bear to let go.
"Holy Lord..."
With the man's large hands stroking her, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's body trembled incessantly, the lust ignited by the man began to burn within this goddess's sacred body.
"Though you are a goddess, you are also my slave. Everything you have is mine."
The man's large hands slid down the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's slender, jade-like neck, tearing her white gauze robe with force. With a crisp sound of tearing silk, the robe covering the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden was shattered into several strips and thrown into the air, exposing her otherworldly, captivating body to the warm air.
"So beautiful."
Looking at the two bright red grapes atop her white jade snowball, the man exclaimed in admiration, taking a bite of one and sucking hard. As the intoxicating fragrance entered his mouth, his hands began to rub back and forth on the goddess's bare back.
With the man's movements, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's body couldn't help but sway, and alluring nasal sounds emanated from her beautiful nose.
"A passionate, holy goddess should be the most beautiful."
As the man's large hand, which had somehow slipped into the goddess's lower body, withdrew, the glistening honey between his fingers made the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's body even hotter. She could only tightly hug the man's strong body to hide her shame.
"As long as I destroy the Chi You God Clan tomorrow and seize Chi You's daughter, Yin Ji, the energy from the virginity of a thousand holy goddesses will make me the sole overlord of the three realms of heaven, earth, and
man, hahaha." The man's powerful hand forcefully pressed the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden down beneath him. His phallus, stained with the honeyed fluids of many goddesses, pressed against the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's flower-like face, and a surge of violent energy welled up within him.
"Suck it properly."
The thick phallus was clearly too large for the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's cherry-like mouth to accommodate. The feeling of it going directly down her throat made the goddess of purity, beauty, and hope feel uncomfortable. But when she saw the man's comfortable expression, a deep love overflowed in the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's heart.
Watching the so-called purest and most beautiful goddess in the heavens diligently lick and suck his phallus, the man's originally dark left eye suddenly blazed with a bewitching purple light. "I want you!"
the man roared, throwing the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden heavily onto the warm jade bed, his strong body pressing down on her. The goddess's alluring body, as his thick phallus entered her warm body, the heavens and earth seemed to erupt in lust...
Just as the mysterious purple light appeared in the man's eyes, within the Misty Castle, a huge crystal mirror suddenly shone with golden light.
"Eye of Desire, Lord of the Three Realms, Holy Maidens of a Thousand, Unshakable Through Eternity."
Sixteen large characters, shining with golden light, flashed one by one on the mirror's surface.
"Calamity, calamity, has my Chi You God Clan, with its ten thousand years of heritage, truly reached its final moment?"
Chi You looked at the sixteen large characters on the mirror slowly turning blood red and let out a long sigh.
"Chieftain, the Haotian Mirror hasn't given any indication for five thousand years. Perhaps this time, it's bringing good news,"
the female warrior in black iron armor loudly reassured Chi You.
"Eyes of Desire..."
Chi You gazed into the mist with a distant look, murmuring softly.
Chapter 001: The Reincarnation of Xuanyuan
"Dear tour members, we are now heading towards the final stop of our journey. Because the road we are currently traveling on was built quite early, it is rather narrow, so it may be a bit bumpy. Please make sure to fasten your seatbelts to avoid any accidents that might spoil your trip."
Hearing the sweet voice of the young and beautiful female tour guide, Yang Yan casually adjusted his rearview mirror. Through the mirror, the female tour guide's slender, white legs made Yang Yan involuntarily swallow.
"These days, good women don't belong to me."
Watching the female tour guide finish arranging everything and then chat and laugh with several handsome young men in the tour group, Yang Yan pursed his lips and slammed on the gas pedal.
Just as Yang Yan began to accelerate, a large white truck suddenly sped out from the corner at high speed in the opposite direction. Having been a driver for three years, Yang Yan slammed on the brakes, causing the tour bus to lurch violently. Everyone gasped in surprise. Yang Yan barely felt his bus come to a stop when a dark shadow hurtled towards him. At that moment, Yang Yan only heard the sharp shrieks of the passengers and the tour guide behind him; he felt nothing himself. The
truck, propelled by its immense momentum, continued forward, and both vehicles plunged off a cliff more than ten meters high with a deafening roar. Three police cars that had been closely following the truck stopped at the scene.
"Captain, what do we do?"
More than thirty police officers stood there, stunned.
"Contact rescue immediately! Damn it, these bastard smugglers have caused me such a huge mess. You'll all suffer the same fate as me!"
The police captain roared, looking at the two charred, billowing cars.
While the police were busy above, a strange event was unfolding inside the blood-stained truck bed.
A small black wooden box on the truck's dashboard, propelled by inertia, landed next to Yang Yan. Yang Yan's legs were completely deformed from being sandwiched between the two trucks, and blood mixed with shards of glass kept falling to the ground, quickly soaking the wooden box. Suddenly, the wooden box seemed to explode, shattering into several pieces, and a purple glow was released from the broken pieces.
Yang Yan's blood flowed more and more, and the blood that entered the purple light range seemed to be attracted by some force, rushing towards the wooden box. After a moment, all the fragments of the wooden box were pushed aside by an inexplicable force. From among the fragments, a jade-carved eyeball slowly floated into the sky. The eyeball seemed to have a spirit, releasing purple light while rotating nimbly, as if it were observing the world. When the pupil of the eyeball was aimed at Yang Yan, a dragon's roar came from the pupil, and a five-clawed, three-headed golden dragon flew out of the pupil, instantly carrying the strange eyeball out of Yang Yan's left eye.
Everything returned to calm.
After the police had been busy for six hours, the two vehicles were finally separated. Of the sixty-seven people on the two vehicles, except for the bus driver, no one survived. If the bus driver had suffered injuries, he would probably have died seven or eight times over by now, but he was still alive. At that time, medical experts from various countries regarded it as a miracle of life.
"This place is really strange. Could this be the Underworld?"
Having walked for an unknown amount of time through the mist, Yang Yan slowly recalled the collision between his bus and the truck, and said with some bewilderment.
"Stop right there!"
Just as Yang Yan was feeling strange, a majestic voice sounded behind him.
"Who are you?"
Yang Yan looked back curiously.
"A snake... such a huge snake..."
Although Yang Yan wasn't particularly afraid of snakes, anyone who saw a giant snake coiled a thousand meters high behind them would scream.
"Help! My flesh isn't tasty! Eating my flesh will give you acute gastroenteritis..."
Crying and begging for mercy, Yang Yan ran forward quickly.
"Stop if you don't want to die."
The majestic voice seemed urgent.
"Okay... I won't run."
Yang Yan obediently said.
"Excuse me, Mr. Great Serpent, could you please move your head away? It's scary."
Yang Yan looked at the enormous snake head, as tall as a seven or eight-story building, blocking his way, and almost cried.
"First, I won't eat you. Second, I'm not a snake,"
the majestic voice said calmly.
"You won't eat me?"
Yang Yan looked at the enormous head before him with some surprise.
"The reincarnation of the Holy Emperor Xuanyuan. Ahead of you lies the Gate of the Underworld, the gateway to death. In your current mortal form, if you go any further, even I cannot save you,"
the majestic voice said calmly.
"You're not a snake? Then what are you? This is the Underworld? Does that mean I'm already dead?"
Yang Yan asked curiously.
"Of course I'm not a snake. According to your language, I should be a dragon, the Golden Dragon God, the guardian deity of the Eye of the Bewildering Heaven. This isn't the Underworld yet, just the boundary between the mortal realm and the Gate of the Underworld. According to your human language, you are currently on the verge of life and death,"
the majestic voice said, still devoid of any emotion.
"A dragon? Do dragons really exist in this world?"
Yang Yan looked at the strange creature before him; it did indeed resemble the dragons of legend.
"Of course they do,"
the majestic voice said. "Then why hasn't anyone discovered them?"
Yang Yan asked curiously.
"The passage between the human world and the dragon realm was closed ten thousand years ago, so of course you people today could never have seen a dragon,"
the majestic voice explained.
"Don't ask questions yet, listen to me, time is running out,"
the Golden Dragon God continued.
"You are the reincarnation of the Holy Emperor Xuanyuan, and you originally did not wish to become the new master of the Eye of Mystery,"
the Golden Dragon God asked urgently.
"The Eye of Mystery? What is that?"
Yang Yan asked curiously.
"It is a great artifact that uses your heart as its vessel to fulfill all your dreams,"
the Golden Dragon God replied proudly.
"Fulfill all my dreams? My dream is to be an emperor with a harem of three thousand beauties,"
Yang Yan said, drooling.
"Haha, just like the Holy Emperor Xuanyuan, but the Holy Emperor Xuanyuan back then hoped to take all the holy goddesses into his harem,"
the Golden Dragon God laughed wildly, then quickly disappeared into the sea of mist.
"Dragon God, you haven't fulfilled my wish yet!"
Hearing the Dragon God's voice growing fainter, Yang Yan immediately became anxious.
"Dragon God... Dragon God..."
With a shout, Yang Yan sat up from the sickbed.
"Congratulations, you've finally woken up."
Several doctors in white coats who were waiting nearby shook hands with Yang Yan happily.
"What happened to me?"
Yang Yan asked, feeling pain all over his body.
"You've been injured and unconscious in the hospital for three months. I never imagined that you would recover completely and wake up in just three months after such a serious injury. It's a miracle."
"I've been unconscious for three months?"
Yang Yan was in a daze...
A month later, Yang Yan, whose body was confirmed to be fully recovered, was discharged from the hospital. When Yang Yan returned to the company, he discovered that because of the huge accident he had caused, all the tourists on the bus had died, and the company had already gone bankrupt more than two months ago...
This meant that Yang Yan was unemployed, and because of this accident record, no other company dared to hire him.
"Damn it, these old guys are so pragmatic these days, saying that I'm unlucky and not suitable for driving..."
Yang Yan, seething with anger, walked alone into his familiar bar.
"A dozen beers, ma'am."
Yang Yan casually sat down in a corner and loudly called out to the proprietress. This small bar, though tiny, was quite popular, largely due to its proprietress.
A beautiful woman in her mid-twenties usually finds things easier. The proprietress of this small bar was indeed such a young and beautiful woman.
Although this beauty ran a small bar, attracting a large group of lecherous men like Yang Yan, no one dared to cause trouble there.
Rumor had it that the proprietress was the mistress of a powerful underworld boss, and Yang Yan had personally witnessed five or six burly men, emboldened by alcohol, trying to force the proprietress to drink with them. The proprietress threw them out the door with one hand, and they couldn't get up for hours.
"A dozen beers."
As the proprietress's familiar voice rang out, a small blue case containing a dozen beers was placed on Yang Yan's table. The sight of her pretty face with a faint smile immediately invigorated Yang Yan.
"Proprietress, two more beers, please,"
a call rang out from afar.
"Okay, coming right away,"
the proprietress replied, giving Yang Yan an apologetic smile before turning and leaving.
Looking at the proprietress's tall figure hidden beneath her black leather jacket, Yang Yan sighed.
"Good women will never belong to me,"
he muttered softly, skillfully opening the bottle and quickly downing a bottle of beer.
An hour later, after drinking half a dozen beers, Yang Yan felt himself starting to feel lightheaded, everything around him seeming increasingly real.
"I wonder if getting drunk will make me feel better,"
Yang Yan thought, unconsciously speeding up his pace. In less than two hours, having finished a dozen beers, Yang Yan collapsed onto the table, snoring loudly.
At two in the morning, the bustling bar gradually quieted down. Seeing that only Yang Yan was still fast asleep, the proprietress frowned.
"Guest, you should leave. I'm closing up shop."
She gave Yang Yan a firm push.
"Closed up? What time is it?"
Yang Yan, who had just opened his eyes, looked around.
"It's two o'clock. You should go home and rest."
The proprietress began tidying up the scattered bottles on the table.
"Two o'clock?"
Looking at the bar's lights, which were mostly off, Yang Yan shook his head violently. The unpleasant headache from the alcohol made him feel like everything in his body was off.
"Can we be friends?"
Looking at the proprietress's tall figure in the dim light, Yang Yan suddenly seemed much bolder, and spoke loudly to this beautiful woman who probably had many suitors, words he had only ever thought to himself.
"Are you leaving on your own, or should I throw you out?"
Clearly used to dealing with men like Yang Yan who were causing trouble after drinking, the proprietress put down what she was doing and looked at Yang Yan coldly.
"Throw me out? Women should be gentler; it's not good to lay hands on men."
Looking at the landlady's body, hidden beneath her black leather jacket, a strange sense of pride welled up within Yang Yan, and he said with a smile.
"You just want to sleep with me. Sleeping with me is simple; just beat me."
The landlady, seeing Yang Yan's attitude, felt a surge of anger and said coldly.
"Fight then! What man can't beat a woman?"
They say alcohol emboldens heroes, and Yang Yan felt he had never been so courageous in his life.
"Don't say I'm bullying you; I'm a black belt in karate."
The landlady smiled coldly.
"I won't lose. As long as I can have you, I will never lose."
Thinking of the erotic scene of embracing the landlady after winning, a strange power surged within him.
"Your eyes..."
The landlady suddenly noticed that Yang Yan's left eye was flashing purple light like a small light bulb and immediately exclaimed.
"What's wrong with my eyes?"
Yang Yan looked at the landlady strangely.
"..."
The proprietress felt her gaze meet Yang Yan's the moment it met his, his eyes, shimmering with purple light, suddenly become like black holes, firmly drawing her in. A feeling akin to a mouse encountering a cat permeated her entire body.
"You are mine."
At this moment, Yang Yan's mind was consumed by the thought of possessing this beautiful woman. This single thought, fueled by the burning desire within him, grew ever stronger. Yang Yan felt an endless power surging from his left eye. In an instant, the dim light around him seemed to brighten several times over. Everything around him, even the slightest breeze that barely stirred a hair and slipped through the crack in the door, vanishing completely under the table, was revealed before his eyes. Everything in the world seemed to slow down, while Yang Yan observed it with a mind several times faster than normal.
All his senses were completely different; the only constant was the ever-growing intensity of his desire.
"You...you're a devil..."
The landlady had never experienced anything like this in her twenty-plus years of life. The man's gaze seemed to possess infinite magic, not only draining her strength and leaving her without a trace of resistance, but also stirring a long-lost restlessness within her.
"Whatever I want, I can have. Not just you, but the whole world."
At this moment, Yang Yan was completely immersed in that sudden, wondrous feeling. A sense of invincible power made him almost frantically excited. Never before in his life had he felt so in control of everything. That feeling truly drove him mad.
"You're really beautiful."
Yang Yan slowly walked up to the landlady, reached out and embraced her slender waist, then whispered in her ear.
As Yang Yan's warm breath brushed against her earlobe, the landlady, who had never experienced such intimacy with a man before, felt a sudden surge of energy, as if all the strength in her body had been drained away in that instant.
"You're like a rose with thorns. In the year or so I've been drinking here, every man who's tried to get close to you has been pricked."
Yang Yan, like a seasoned pro, held the limp proprietress in his arms with one hand, while the other deftly slipped through the gap in her leather jacket, tracing the smooth, delicate skin up to her full breasts.
"How could this be..."
Completely powerless to resist, the proprietress felt a wonderful sensation she'd never experienced before wash over her as Yang Yan's hands continued to tease her. Her body seemed to crave the sensations his lecherous hands brought, involuntarily responding to the actions of this detestable man.
"You have such a great figure."
As Yang Yan's hands moved faster, the proprietress's leather jacket quickly piled up at his feet. Looking at her beautiful figure covered by her close-fitting underwear, Yang Yan couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
"How can we be without wine at a time like this?"
Removing the proprietress's last bit of clothing, her soft, delicate body pressed against his, Yang Yan seemed to remember something, and carried her towards the wine cabinet.
"This wine is nice."
Yang Yan placed the proprietress on the bar, grabbed a bottle of red wine, opened it, and downed about half in one gulp.
"This is the first time I've ever handled such an expensive bottle of wine. I'll definitely pay for it."
Seeing the proprietress staring at him blankly, Yang Yan examined the priceless bottle of red wine in his hand. Then, he scratched his head sheepishly.
"This man is really interesting."
Completely paralyzed with emotion, the proprietress couldn't help but chuckle at his naive actions, a strange feeling welling up inside her.
Just as the proprietress was lost in thought, a chill brought her back to her senses. She saw that more than half of the bottle of red wine, worth tens of thousands, had been spilled onto her snow-white body. The bright red wine flowed over her alluring curves, a strange, lewd scene that made her shiver involuntarily.
"Fine wine and beautiful woman, today I'll be a hero for a while,"
Yang Yan chuckled, beginning to lick the wine from her alluring white flesh. As Yang Yan's all-encompassing tongue roamed over the proprietress's entire body, the proprietress, unable to withstand the stimulation, involuntarily let out captivating moans.
"Truly a masterpiece, so wet after just one touch."
When Yang Yan withdrew his fingers from between the proprietress's legs, the glistening fluid between his fingers was exceptionally clear under the crimson light.
"Hmm, indeed a good woman, even has a faint fragrance."
Yang Yan brought his fingers, covered in the proprietress's love juice, to his nose and inhaled deeply. A delicate, herbal fragrance made him exclaim in admiration.
"Don't believe me? Try it yourself."
Looking at the proprietress's blushing cheeks, Yang Yan smiled wickedly and shoved his love-scented finger directly into her mouth.
The usually clean proprietress frowned, clearly quite uncomfortable.
"Your previous men didn't seem to know how to enjoy you. Let me love you properly."
As Yang Yan thrust into the proprietress's muddy path, untouched by any man before, a purple light surged in his left eye again. An intensely pleasurable sensation seemed to activate every cell in Yang Yan's body. That hot, moist cave tightly gripped his thick member…
Lust, lost in the midnight.
Chapter 002 Strange Customs of Singapore and
Nanyang The sky was hazy, almost dawn. An unprecedented sense of clarity jolted Yang Yan awake from his deep sleep. A faint warm current seemed to swirl between his brows, occasionally flowing into his left eye, then reflecting back to his brow. After nine cycles, everything vanished.
"Where am I?"
Yang Yan was bewildered by the unfamiliar surroundings.
"The landlady?"
Looking at the naked, voluptuous, and sexy woman entwined with his body, scenes from last night flashed through Yang Yan's mind. The landlady's initial awkwardness and subsequent passionate abandon, that intoxicating feeling, rekindled Yang Yan's virility.
"Oh no, I've gone too far. If the police catch me, I might be in jail for a long time."
Although Yang Yan was captivated by the landlady's body, the memory of his near-rape last night sent chills down his spine. He had never done anything so outrageous in his life.
"Never mind, I'd better escape first."
Yang Yan glanced longingly at the still-sleeping sexy woman, then dressed and fled the bar that had given him so much pleasure all night.
"Xiao Bai, are you sure your buddy's okay...?"
In a dark corner of the dock, Yang Yan wolfed down a piece of bread while asking the short, thin man with a crew cut next to him.
"I'm warning you, don't call me Xiaobai again, or I'll get angry."
Xiaobai was clearly quite unhappy with the nickname.
"Don't worry, Xiaobai, I definitely won't call you a cotton candy."
Satisfied, Yang Yan swallowed the last bite of bread and took a sip of his now-cooled iced cola, clearly having recovered his energy.
"You... never mind, this buddy of mine at the docks is really close to me. He patted his chest and said it would be fine, so it will definitely be fine."
Xiaobai gave up arguing.
"Brother Bai, it's all settled. The ship departs in fifteen minutes. I'll get Brother Yang on board right away."
A tall young man in dockworker's uniform ran over and said quickly.
"Thanks a lot, Xiao Hong. I'll treat you to a meal next time."
Xiaobai handed Yang Yan a backpack full of food and water while saying to Xiao Hong.
"Let's go, if we don't go now, we won't be able to get on once the ship leaves."
Xiao Hong pulled Yang Yan and ran out. Watching Yang Yan's departing figure, Xiao Bai took out a cigarette, lit it, and exhaled a smoke ring with satisfaction. This guy who always called him Xiao Bai, making him sound like that dog from Crayon Shin-chan, had finally disappeared from his sight. He felt incredibly satisfied.
"Don't worry, I've safely put Yang Ge on the ship. He'll arrive in Japan safely in a few days."
Half an hour later, as a cargo ship left the dock, Xiao Hong ran back to Xiao Bai.
"What? Japan? Didn't I ask you to find me a ship to Singapore?"
Xiao Bai was surprised.
"Singapore? I remember you told me it was Japan."
Xiao Hong seemed quite flustered.
"...Never mind, since it's already a mistake, let it be. Anyway, that guy's vitality is stronger than a cockroach. Besides, Japan is an AV paradise; maybe it's perfect for a super pervert like him."
After a half-minute silence, Xiao Bai threw away his half-smoked cigarette and patted Xiao Hong's shoulder.
"Are you really sure everything's okay?"
Xiao Hong still seemed a little worried.
"Never mind, just pretend you don't know. You're almost off work, right? After you get off, we'll go drinking, singing karaoke, and partying all night."
Xiaobai completely forgot about Yangyan and said excitedly.
"Okay..."
As the sun set, a brand new journey began...
"Is this really Singapore?"
Yangyan, who had jumped into the sea near the port and spent three hours swimming to land, ended his five-day sea voyage. While squeezing the seawater off his body, he stared blankly at the surrounding scenery.
The seawater at dusk was tinged with a hint of crimson, and the road sign on the coastal road had a row of strange characters written in a kind of Chinese that looked like something else.
Isn't Singapore all about Chinese and English? Squeezing the seawater off his body, Yangyan walked aimlessly along the coastal road, wondering.
"Don't run..."
A hurried voice rang out in the distance.
"What?"
Yangyan, who couldn't understand the strange language at all, was startled.
"Stop, you damned underwear thief."
With a cloud of dust, a black-clad man's shadow appeared at the corner, leading a group of female students waving weapons, looking like they were jogging in the morning.
"No way, how come the Singapore police are so capable? I just smuggled myself here and I already know..."
Hearing the noisy shouts, Yang Yan felt a chill run down her spine. She had swum for three hours specifically to avoid being caught, but the Singapore police's efficiency was truly embarrassing. Although the police were all dressed as female students, perhaps that's just the fashion for police in Singapore. Yang Yan turned and started to run.
"Ugh, I'm soaked to the bone, I can't run at all."
The unlucky Yang Yan found herself getting slower and slower.
"Get out of the way..."
With a loud shout from behind, the man leading the morning (evening) run, carrying a floral cloth bundle, rushed past Yang Yan and disappeared into the last rays of the sunset.
"You annoying underwear thief, you can't escape now!"
A group of female students wielding sticks surrounded Yang Yan.
"Spare me, this is my first time illegally crossing the border!"
Unable to communicate verbally, Yang Yan pleaded loudly in fluent Mandarin while preparing to fight back.
"Don't talk to him, just hit him first!"
A group of angry girls charged at Yang Yan.
"Damn it, don't think I'm afraid of you just because you're women!"
Unexpectedly, the police here were so brutal. Yang Yan grabbed his backpack and used it as a weapon, smashing it against the female students.
Although the backpack contained nothing else, it had absorbed enough seawater to weigh at least ten kilograms. Under Yang Yan's blows, many of the untrained female students fell to the ground in an instant.
"So Singaporeans are this weak."
Unaware that his strength had increased after a night of passion with the bar owner, Yang Yan instinctively assumed the girls here were weak.
"You're very strong,"
the only female student still standing outside said coldly after dozens of girls had been knocked down. The female student looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, with slightly dark skin. Her short sailor uniform skirt revealed firm, large breasts. Her newly developed breasts, though not large, were remarkably harmonious with her overall figure. She had short black hair, and her hands were wrapped in white bandages. She was clearly a typical girl with healthy skin.
"Wow, a real beauty."
Although he felt an unusual pressure emanating from this girl, Yang Yan's mind was still filled with erotic thoughts due to her extremely cute appearance.
"Ranbu Martial Arts, Chiba Style, the seventh generation successor, Chiba Kaede, has come to learn from you."
The girl straightened her sailor uniform, tied a white bandage around her forehead, and then assumed a fighting stance.
"Karate? I've never learned that..."
Looking at the girl's stance, Yang Yan immediately thought of legendary karate masters. According to Xiaobai, who loved fighting competitions, a true karate master was practically a walking weapon. Yang Yan was immediately overwhelmed.
"Not going to talk? Then I won't be polite."
Seeing Yang Yan staring blankly at her, the girl felt a surge of anger and charged at him.
"No!"
Seeing the girl's fist aimed at his nose, Yang Yan recoiled and dodged to the side.
"So fast..."
Qian Yefeng realized that Yang Yan had easily dodged his probing punch and immediately knew that a master had arrived. Although he hadn't used his full strength in that punch, based on his more than ten years of experience practicing his family's chaotic dance fighting style, even the most agile person wouldn't be able to escape this group. It seemed that the man in front of him was definitely a master from another school.
"Cute beauty, why don't we go have some tea and eat some buns, and everyone can rest? Just pretend you didn't see me smuggling in, and I'll never appear in front of you again, how about that?"
Although he was full of interest in the girl's youthful body wrapped in her cute school uniform, Yang Yan still continued to beg for mercy.
"Damn it, how dare you look down on me."
Not understanding Yang Yan's words, Qian Yefeng felt a surge of anger.
"Let me show you the legendary Chaotic Dance Fighting Technique of the Chiba family, which is renowned throughout Japan! Take this, Secret Fist, Lightning Flash!"
With Chiba Feng's roar, Yang Yan felt the abnormal sensation emanating from the girl intensify tenfold. In a flash, the girl's image became blurry. A heavy pressure surged through his body, as if he had been struck dozens of times in an instant. The immense pressure sent Yang Yan flying, landing seven or eight meters away.
"Chaotic Dance Fighting, Chiba Style Secret Fist, Lightning Flash! It's a powerful fist technique capable of shattering boulders in an instant. Anyone directly hit by it will be in the hospital for at least six months."
Chiba Feng was clearly very confident in his fist technique.
"Ouch...it hurts so much!"
Half a minute later, Yang Yan finally managed to get up from the concrete ground, frowning and rubbing his chest. Those dozens of punches had all landed on his chest. If it weren't for the strange energy emanating from his brow that suddenly flowed through his body after he fell, he probably wouldn't have been able to get up.
"Pegasus Meteor Fist?"
When Yang Yan recalled that move, a slow-motion replay of the girl's attack flashed clearly in his eyes, the trajectory of those thirty-five punches perfectly clear in his mind.
"What? You're unharmed after being hit by the lightning strike?"
Seeing Yang Yan get up as if nothing had happened, Chiba Kaede was filled with fear.
"If it's the Pegasus Meteor Fist, I think I've learned it before."
Yang Yan tried hard to recall Saint Seiya, which he had watched before, and began to mimic the trajectory with his hands.
"What is this?"
Seeing Yang Yan's strange movements, Chiba Kaede was on high alert. After all, a man who could stand up after being hit by the lightning strike was definitely not an ordinary person.
"Take this, Pegasus Meteor Fist!"
With a loud shout from Yang Yan, Chiba Kaede felt as if countless hands had grabbed her chest. Looking down, she saw that her chest was already covered in wetness.
"You... you're lewd."
Only then did Chiba Kaede realize that her chest, which had never been touched by a man before, had been touched countless times by this lecherous man.
"So soft, so bouncy, the perfect size, no wonder she's such a healthy-skinned girl."
Having modified the Pegasus Meteor Fist into a breast-grabbing Dragon Claw Hand, Yang Yan, with his unerring aim, was completely captivated by the incredibly elastic feel of the girl's breasts.
"You lecherous man, since you've desecrated my sacred breasts, prepare to experience the strongest fist technique of my Chaotic Dance Fighting Style!"
Enraged, Chiba Kaede unwrapped the bandages binding his hands, revealing his fists.
"I'll stake the three-hundred-year reputation of Chaotic Dance Fighting Style on defeating you today!"
"Again? No way! Spare me! I'm hungry, I need to find a place to eat."
Recovering from his lustful fantasies, Yang Yan suddenly realized he was starving; it seemed he hadn't eaten anything all day since last night when he ran out of food.
"Take this, Thunderous Roar!"
Chiba Kaede roared, unleashing another secret technique, a punch aimed at Yang Yan.
"I told you I wasn't coming."
Yang Yan, who had just learned the Pegasus Flowing Fist, still didn't realize that this move, which should be lightning fast in the eyes of ordinary people, was completely slower than a little girl's angry, fancy punches in front of him. Yang Yan grabbed Chiba Kaede's fist, which was aimed at his chest, and pulled hard, causing the beautiful girl, famous for her martial arts at the school, to fall into Yang Yan's arms.
"Let go of me..."
Unexpectedly, her martial arts were completely meaningless in front of this man, and Chiba Kaede struggled.
"...If you keep moving, I won't be able to hold back."
With such a beautiful girl writhing in his arms, Yang Yan felt his lust rising. His weapon, which had grown considerably in recent days, displayed its full power through his pants.
As his desire boiled, a purple left eye quietly appeared, and in the sky that was just about to darken, an incomparable star shone brightly.
"Has the master of the King's Eye finally arrived in Japan?"
On that desolate hillside, within an ancient castle, a stunningly beautiful girl with exceptionally fair skin, dressed in a black kimono, lovingly sheathed her long black sword. As the sword was sheathed, the entire world seemed to brighten.
"The Emperor Star, which disappeared five thousand years ago, has reappeared at this time? In seven days it will be the once-every-three-hundred-years-long Devouring Day. I hope nothing goes wrong."
In a deep mountain temple, the two-hundred-year-old abbot gazed at the King of Stars in the sky, his heart filled with complex emotions.
"The Emperor Star emerges, the Three Realms unite."
A legend is being written…
"Let me go…"
Feeling the man's unparalleled virility, a feeling never before surged within Chiba Kaede. An absolute sense of submission rose within him, as if the man who held him in his arms by force was the sole ruler of the world. Overwhelmed by powerlessness, Chiba Kaede bowed her head and begged for mercy for the first time.
"So beautiful..."
Unable to understand the girl's soft whispers, Yang Yan increased the pressure in his hands, pressing the girl's powerless body even tighter against him. His engorged member rubbed against her body through her clothes.
"Spare me..."
Feeling the power of his member, Qian Yefeng felt as if countless ants were crawling inside her. Her body grew weaker and weaker, as if all her strength was leaving her.
"Baby."
Looking at the bewildered girl in his arms, Yang Yan couldn't help but kiss her.
The moment their lips touched, the panic in Qian Yefeng's heart seemed to instantly shatter her defenses. The contact between their lips and tongues made Qian Yefeng lose herself in the wonderful sensation, and she couldn't help but close her eyes.
Feeling the girl's body stiffen instantly upon his kiss, then soften like cotton in the blink of an eye, Yang Yan was immediately filled with pride. He hadn't expected that he couldn't get beautiful women back home, but here in some unknown place, Singapore or Nanyang, such a beautiful girl would submit to his every whim with just one kiss. It seemed that the girls back home really didn't understand the charm of their men.
Kagerou gradually grew unsatisfied with the mere touch of their lips. He extended his tongue, prying open the girl's weak lips and teasing her tongue, which had long since lost its place.
The stimulation of the French kiss gave Chiba Kaede a strange feeling, as if the ants in her heart had already spread throughout her body, causing her to involuntarily twist her body, rubbing against the man's strong frame, while awkwardly responding to his passionate kiss with her tongue.
"Let her go,"
a calm girl's voice rang out from nearby.
"Your friend?"
Kagerou, unable to understand the foreign language, looked up and asked after the most passionate French kiss. Around the corner, a beautiful girl in a white kimono, her long hair tied back, carrying a wooden longbow about 1.56 meters long, walked slowly towards them.
"If you don't let her go, don't blame me for being impolite."
Unable to understand what the man was saying, the girl skillfully drew back the longbow, the bamboo arrow already aimed at Kagerou.
"No way, this country is really backward, still using such ancient weapons."
Yang Yan was surprised that the police were using bows and arrows instead of pistols. Singapore isn't one of the most economically developed places in Asia. He felt like he had traveled back to ancient times, but if it were ancient times, where did the concrete roads come from?
"Don't underestimate women."
The girl coldly snorted, releasing the bowstring. Yang Yan felt a chill near his ear as the bamboo arrowhead grazed his ear and passed behind him.
"So powerful..."
Seeing a few strands of hair fall from his ear, Yang Yan broke out in a cold sweat. If that arrow had been aimed at his heart, he'd probably be playing chess with God right now.
"If you don't let go, the next arrow won't be so easy."
When the second arrow was aimed at Yang Yan again, the girl's voice remained calm.
"Wait...wait a minute, I'm truly innocent. Even if I entered illegally, you could just deport me at most, right? There's no need for this beating and killing. I didn't expect Singapore to still retain such barbaric customs..."
Faced with the threat of death, Yang Yan trembled uncontrollably.
Chapter 003 The Three Beauties of Fenglinguan High School
"I should run..."
Looking at the calm eyes of the archery beauty and the arrow that seemed to emanate a cold aura, locked onto his entire body, Yang Yan finally made up his mind to escape. Although he didn't know why these policewomen were treating him this way, life was more important than anything else. If he were to sacrifice his precious life now, wouldn't those beauties who were waiting for him to cultivate and irrigate them be heartbroken for the rest of their lives? To prevent those beauties from being heartbroken, Yang Yan, who always considered himself an invincible hero, finally decided to run away.
"As long as you block me in front, Xiaoyu's arrow won't hit you."
As Yang Yan stopped moving, Qianye Feng slowly came to her senses from the vortex of lust. Seeing the man who had taken her first kiss completely helpless against the archer girl's sharpshooting, Qianye Feng chuckled inwardly. She deliberately rubbed her full breasts against Yang Yan's body and whispered in his ear.
Although he couldn't understand, the affection in the girl's eyes warmed Yang Yan's heart.
"Wait for me, I'm going to pluck this healthy little flower from you."
Yang Yan whispered back to Qianye Feng, giving her small, pert buttocks a hard slap with her left hand.
"Damn it, you big pervert..."
Seeing that Yang Yan seemed to disregard her completely, the archer girl roared angrily, releasing the bowstring, and the bamboo arrowhead struck Yang Yan directly in the shoulder.
"Beautiful lady, you've been tricked. Goodbye!"
Yang Yan cheered, gently pushing the hot beauty in his arms towards the archery girl. Then he turned and jumped off the road, disappearing into the sea.
Feeling the man gently push him away, Qianye Feng immediately understood his intention. He quickly increased his weight, rushing forward and crashing into the archery girl's arms. The two beautiful girls tumbled together on the road.
"That damned underwear thief, that damned pervert! Next time we meet, my arrow will definitely be aimed at his heart!"
The archery girl, pushed to the ground, watched the despicable pervert disappear into the sea and couldn't help but curse.
"Xiao Feng, are you alright?"
After venting her anger, the archery girl helped Qianye Feng up and asked with concern.
"I'm fine. But, Xiao Yu, weren't you training at the archery club? Why are you out here?"
Qianye Feng straightened his clothes, which were disheveled from the passion, before answering.
"I just came out to see what kind of underwear thief dared to steal underwear from our Fenglin Academy. It seems this underwear thief is definitely not simple; even you were no match for him. Next time, let's call Huahua along, and the three of us can take him down together, no matter who he is."
Thinking of what that pervert did to Chiba Kaede, the archer girl's anger surged.
"Okay."
Seeing the archer girl's raging anger, Chiba Kaede could only agree. Thinking of what that man had done to him, Chiba Kaede felt a surge of heat in his heart. That intoxicating feeling, if it weren't for the archer girl's interruption, he really would have liked to experience it to his heart's content. "What's wrong with you?"
Seeing Chiba Kaede's absent-minded look, the archer girl asked curiously.
"N-nothing... nothing."
Chiba Kaede's thoughts were interrupted by the archery girl, causing her cheeks to flush red as she lowered her head.
"Are you really alright?"
The archery girl found Chiba Kaede's behavior today increasingly strange, completely unlike the imposing and beautiful female fighter she was known for at school.
"I'm fine, Kaede, let's go home."
Chiba Kaede pulled the archery girl along and ran towards home.
"What bad luck, I finally managed to squeeze out all the water, and now I'm soaked again."
Half an hour later, a kilometer away, a man soaking wet emerged from the sea in the darkness—it was Yang Yan, who had escaped.
"Does seawater have healing properties?"
Shaking off the seawater, Yang Yan stared blankly at the scabbed wound on his shoulder. Although it was a bamboo arrow, judging from the pain he felt when pulling it out, the arrow had definitely pierced the bone. How could it be scabbed now?
"Am I now an unkillable cockroach?"
Yang Yan stared blankly at the waning moon over the sea. (Author: Damn, if it weren't for your stupidity and laziness, your refusal to learn skills, no one would willingly entrust the great vitality of a cockroach to you.
The night grew deeper. Yang Yan cleaned himself off, straightened his clothes, and walked towards the bright night sky in the distance. Crossing the road where he had fought with the policewoman, the city entrance was now in sight.
"Is this really Singapore?"
Walking down the street, looking at the seemingly familiar Chinese characters, occasionally interspersed with characters he couldn't understand, Yang Yan felt his head getting bigger and bigger.
"Never mind, I'd better find something to eat first."
As the number of pedestrians on the street decreased, the feeling of hunger made Yang Yan decide that no matter where he was, he should eat first.
"Ranbu Fighting Style, Chiba Dojo?"
Looking at the seemingly old wooden structure, Yang Yan finally found a place that looked easy to find (steal? food). The sign hanging above the door made Yang Yan dizzy.
"Dojo? Could it be a place where Taoist priests live? I heard that most of those places are haunted."
Climbing over the low courtyard wall, Yang Yan entered the courtyard.)
"Food, where's the food?"
Yang Yan sniffed the air intently, but couldn't smell anything related to food. In that instant, Yang Yan had a fleeting thought of how wonderful it would be to be a dog. If he were a dog, finding food wouldn't be so difficult; he could just sniff it out. Giving up on using his sense of smell, Yang Yan could only crawl into the house to search for his food.
The worst thing about wooden houses is that even the slightest bump makes a lot of noise. To avoid waking his owner and having him greet him warmly, Yang Yan kindly took off his shoes and tiptoed into the room.
"Refrigerator..."
When he saw the white refrigerator standing in the kitchen, Yang Yan almost cried with joy.
Opening the refrigerator, the various kinds of food inside greatly increased Yang Yan's appetite. He grabbed some ham and other fast food and began to munch. At
the Chiba Dojo, in the master bedroom, Chiba Kaede couldn't sleep. She kept thinking about the shameful things the man had done to her that afternoon. Just thinking about it made her feel hot all over; her body seemed to have no aversion to the man she had just met.
"A thief?"
Hearing a faint noise from the kitchen, Chiba Kaede felt something was off. A thief? What kind of thief would be so bold as to dare steal from the Chiba Dojo? Although his father and sister had left the dojo to practice the secrets of the Chaotic Dance Fighting style, he shouldn't be able to withstand a thief trying to experience its power.
He climbed out of the blankets, quickly put on his dojo uniform, and walked barefoot cautiously towards the outside.
As he approached the kitchen, the light from the refrigerator became faintly visible.
"What kind of thief wouldn't steal valuables but instead open a refrigerator? Is it a stray dog?"
Chiba Kaede frowned as he continued closer.
"Someone's coming?"
Although he hadn't heard any sounds or discovered anything, a sense of danger suddenly welled up in Yang Yan's heart. The feeling came so naturally and clearly. Yang Yan frowned, his eyes suddenly lighting up. An image of a beautiful girl dressed in what looked like karate clothing slowly approaching him naturally appeared in his mind. That girl vaguely resembled the beautiful fighting policewoman he had encountered not long ago.
"If you want it, you can do anything."
That dream, long forgotten deep within Yang Yan's memory, resurfaced. Yang Yan seemed to understand some of the Golden Dragon God's words.
"You can't see me, you can't see me..."
Thinking of the most classic move from Stephen Chow's movies, Yang Yan immediately decided to test it out to see if he really had superpowers. "Strange, nobody's here."
Qian Yefeng secretly observed the kitchen. Except for the refrigerator being open, everything else seemed normal. The refrigerator couldn't have opened by itself. Wary, Qian Yefeng approached the kitchen.
"That damned thief! He ate three days' worth of food!"
After checking everything, Qian Yefeng roared angrily.
"Three days' worth of food?"
Hearing the girl's shout, Yang Yan, hiding outside the window, realized that he had indeed eaten too much. But there was nothing he could do; he had been starving for a whole day.
Luckily, he hid quickly. Otherwise, he would have been caught. What kind of superpowers were these? It was all Stephen Chow's nonsense...
"Go to sleep."
After tidying up the refrigerator, which Yang Yan had messed up, Qian Yefeng wiped the sweat from his forehead and left the kitchen.
"That was close. If I had been caught, I wonder how many beautiful policewomen I would have attracted."
Watching the girl go back to her room to sleep, Yang Yan, who was hiding in the shadows, breathed a sigh of relief.
"I should leave." Yang Yan quickly fled this strange Taoist's residence. As for why the beautiful policewoman was living in the Taoist's residence, the Taoist probably sold his place to the police for money. Anyway, that was no longer on Yang Yan's mind. At the same time, Yang Yan also ignored why he suddenly understood a language he couldn't understand before.
The next afternoon, Fenglinguan High School.
"Stop! You despicable underwear thief!"
With that, a girl shouted from afar. Yang Yan, who was hiding outside the tennis court watching the youthful and lively bodies of the girls on the court, immediately pulled his head into the bushes that were taller than a person.
"An underwear thief? Is he some lecherous middle-aged man?"
Yang Yan peered through the gaps in the leaves, not wanting to forget his status as an illegal immigrant.
A figure in black led dozens of female students, dressed as if jogging, past them, with the karate girl and archery girl he'd met yesterday close behind. Only after the group had all disappeared from sight did Yang Yan realize he'd seen this scene from a different angle yesterday.
"Could they have mistaken me for an underwear thief yesterday..."
The thought of that label, associated with lecherous middle-aged men, immediately made Yang Yan break out in a cold sweat.
Never mind, it's safer to get away.
Seeing no one around, Yang Yan quickly fled into the distance.
"How annoying, not knowing the way is such a hassle."
After running for less than ten minutes, Yang Yan immediately felt dizzy, having somehow ended up in a wooden structure resembling the one he'd visited the previous night.
"Someone's here."
Sensing the unusual atmosphere, Yang Yan quickly slipped into an empty room and hid in a small closet.
With the sound of the door opening, Yang Yan knew clearly that someone had entered.
"Beautiful...beautiful girl..."
Peeking through the crack in the closet, Yang Yan once again marveled at his recent good fortune. Several girls in school uniforms were undressing, and among them, a tall, long-haired beauty with an incredibly cool gaze, was enough to make Yang Yan faint.
"Take it off, take it off..."
At this moment, Yang Yan's eyes were only on the beautiful girl slowly undressing. As the school uniform was removed, her near-perfect curves left Yang Yan's eyes fixed on her.
She slowly removed her bra, tightly binding her rounded breasts with a white cloth strip, then changed into her kendo uniform.
"Senior, something bad has happened! A kendo club from a neighboring city's high school has come to the dojo..."
Several girls in kendo uniforms ran in.
"Don't panic, let's go take a look."
The girl, having changed her clothes, calmly finished speaking, then solemnly took down the wooden sword enshrined on the altar in the house, and left with the other girls who had come in.
"Senior, that's so cool! What are those awful boys compared to her? The strongest kendo practitioner is Hanachiyo-senpai! Let's go see!"
The remaining girls quickly changed their clothes, then grabbed their bamboo swords and ran outside.
"Hanachiyo, so her name is Hanachiyo."
Watching the girls leave, Yangyan crawled out of the closet, preparing to watch the kendo duel. Just as he reached the door, Yangyan suddenly turned back, took the old-fashioned bra from Hanachiyo's pocket, stuffed it into his pocket, and then ran back to the door.
The kendo hall entrance was packed with people.
"Hanachiyo... Hanachiyo..."
The shouts mixed with many male and female voices made Yangyan feel like he was seeing a celebrity.
"Furinkan High School, captain of the kendo club, Shin, Ko, Hajakenju, Fujiwara Hanachiyo,
nice to meet you." Hanachiyo's icy voice rang out from inside. Kagerou, squeezed to the outermost edge, knew the duel was about to begin. Unwilling to miss it, Kagerou climbed the old tree next to the kendo club and jumped onto the roof, unnoticed by the frenzied crowd.
"Yagyu Bixue High School, captain of the kendo club, Yagyu Shuangtou-ryu, Yagyu Inuichirou, I've come to learn from you."
A man with a face full of scars, holding a bamboo sword in each hand, stood opposite Hanachiyo.
"Please."
Hanachiyo slowly raised the wooden sword in her hand above her head.
"Woman, kendo shouldn't be played by women. Women should serve us in bed."
Yagyu Inuichirou roared, brandishing his bamboo swords as he charged at Hanachiyo.
"How could a commoner's swordsmanship like the Yagyu Twin Swords Style possibly defeat the thousand-year-old Evil-Slaying Sword Sect? This wolfhound is going to suffer."
Just as Yang Yan was watching the sword fight from above, a lewd male voice rang in his ear. Yang Yan looked up and saw a short old man, less than a meter tall, squatting beside him, watching the duel arena with amusement.
"Who are you?"
Although he felt strange about the old man's appearance, Yang Yan was more concerned about the duel below.
Yagyu Inuichirou's charge was obviously no threat to Hana Chiyo. Hana Chiyo simply took a step to the left, changed the direction of her wooden sword and swung it upwards. With a crisp sound, the sturdy bamboo sword was cleanly cut in half by the wooden sword.
"Amazing, Hana Chiyo-senpai's reverse sword!"
A group of girls from the kendo club shouted in unison.
"You lost."
Holding the wooden sword to Yagyu Inuichirou's neck, Hana Chiyo said coldly.
"Damn it, you wretched woman, all of you, get him!"
Losing to a woman in a single move, the humiliation drove Yagyu Inuichirou mad. He turned and grabbed a bamboo sword, ordering his men to join him. Seven or eight men wielding bamboo swords charged towards Hana Chiyo.
"The Evil-Slaying Sword Sect, how could they possibly fear such a simple human wave tactic?"
the old man said disdainfully.
"True, Ancient, Evil-Slaying Sword Sect, Secret Sword, Heavenly Sword Flash!"
With Hana Chiyo's clear words, the black wooden sword seemed to magically draw a circle in the air, causing all the men charging towards her to collide involuntarily. As Hana Chiyo's last word disappeared, the wooden sword whistled through the air like lightning, sending all the men flying backward and crashing to the ground, unconscious.
"Hana Chiyo-senpai, you're so amazing!"
A group of girls chattered, surrounding Hana Chiyo.
"Send those men to the medical market,"
Hana Chiyo said, exasperated by the noise, and walked back to the backyard.
"Young man, isn't my granddaughter pretty?"
Seeing Yang Yan staring blankly at Hua Qiandai's departing figure, the old man patted Yang Yan's shoulder forcefully, revealing a lewd expression.
"Your granddaughter?"
Seeing Hua Qiandai's tall and slender back, and then looking at the old man's less than a meter tall frame, Yang Yan couldn't believe this old man was the beautiful woman's grandfather.
"Of course, I'm the current sect master of the Po Xie Sword Sect,"
the old man said proudly.
"Is that so?"
Yang Yan suddenly remembered something and prepared to slip away.
"Hehe, isn't my granddaughter's chest nice?"
Sensing Yang Yan's departure, the old man said with a wicked smile.
"What..."
Unexpectedly, this old man knew everything. Yang Yan turned back to look at the old man embarrassedly.
"My granddaughter is one of the three beauties of Fenglin Academy. If they find out you peeked at her changing clothes and stole her underwear, you could be beaten to death by thousands of people."
The old man looked at Yang Yan with an evil smile.
"You..."
Seeing the old man's smile, Yang Yan felt like a little rabbit being watched by a wolf. The old man was just like the big bad wolf, singing "Little Rabbit, open the door" while sharpening his fangs, ready to devour him.
"Young man, don't be angry. Sit down and chat with this old man."
The old man smiled smugly.
"Alright, whatever you say."
Yang Yan felt resigned.
"Let's go, let's find a place to have tea. This is the closest to the Chiba Dojo, let's go there."
The old man nimbly jumped off the roof and walked slowly forward, as if he didn't care if Yang Yan followed.
"You old bastard..."
Although he had already killed this damned old man a thousand times in his heart, Yang Yan still had no choice but to jump off the roof and chase after the old man.
"What the hell..."
The old man walked very slowly and wasn't very tall, so Yang Yan couldn't keep up no matter how hard he tried. It seemed the old man was deliberately teasing Yang Yan; no matter how fast or slow Yang Yan walked, the old man always stayed a few meters ahead, walking slowly.
"Could it be... I've encountered a ghost..."
Remembering the ghost stories he'd heard before, Yang Yan felt a chill run down his spine.
"This is the Chiba Dojo, the home of my other granddaughter,"
the old man introduced.
"How many granddaughters do you have?"
Yang Yan asked curiously.
"Seven or eight, but only three are still here now,"
the old man replied casually.

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