Cold Fragrance Valley [Complete] - 14

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Chapter Fourteen: Black Hand Sanlang

Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua were childhood sweethearts and cousins, an engaged couple approved by their parents. After escaping death and reuniting in a strange land, their bond naturally deepened. That night, they stayed at a small inn. Because of its remote location, the inn wasn't crowded, so Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua simply booked the back courtyard. After dinner and a bath, Lan Tianpeng locked the door. Xiao Qionghua's face flushed instantly; she knew what Lan Tianpeng wanted to do, a moment she had been waiting for.

Lan Tianpeng slowly removed his clothes and pulled Xiao Qionghua into his arms. Her pretty face was flushed, her alluring eyes tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, revealing her shyness and fluttering heart. Gazing at her seductive appearance, Lan Tianpeng unceremoniously wrapped his arms around her warm, smooth shoulders, slowly moving his head towards her face.

Finally, Lan Tianpeng's greedy mouth pressed against Xiao Qionghua's small, red lips. At first, she seemed to resist, her fragrant lips tightly closed, but under Lan Tianpeng's relentless and passionate kiss, she finally gave up her resistance, her lips parted slightly, allowing Lan Tianpeng's tongue to invade her mouth, kissing...kissing...even extending her small, fragrant tongue to intertwine and suckle with Lan Tianpeng's. The two kissed so passionately that they were both a little breathless, and the prelude to a battle of flesh unfolded in this romantic atmosphere of lovemaking.

As Lan Tianpeng kissed, his nimble tongue licked every inch of her delicate skin, and from her sexy red lips, low, husky, and charming moans occasionally escaped: "Mmm...uh...hum...hum...mmm...mmm..."

Her breathing gradually became rapid, and her full, heaving breasts rose and fell erratically. Lan Tianpeng gazed lovingly at the blush on her delicate face. His lustful hand stealthily reached for her breasts, caressing and kneading her full, round breasts. Finally, he couldn't resist unbuttoning her blouse, one button at a time, until her clothes were completely undone.

Xiao Qionghua's snow-white breasts, accentuated by the bright red bra, appeared so full and tender, utterly captivating. Lan Tianpeng's hand gently kneaded her breasts through the bra for a while before finally unfastening it and tossing it aside. A pair of crystal-clear, firm, and tender breasts were now breathtakingly exposed to Lan Tianpeng's eyes, stirring a deep emotion within him. He lowered his head and gently took her nipple into his mouth, swirling and licking it with his tongue.

Such teasing caused Xiao Qionghua to breathe heavily, moaning softly, "Mmm...mmm...uh...oh...uh...mmm...hum...hum...ah...Peng...brother...brother..."

The Xiao Qionghua before him, moaning softly, was truly beautiful. Lan Tianpeng carefully observed her. Her long, straight, jet-black hair flowed freely across the soft pillow, faintly emitting a rose scent. Her rosy cheeks framed half-closed, alluring eyes, arched eyebrows, a straight nose, and plump, red lips, occasionally emitting soft, intoxicating moans. Her flawless, fair, and supple skin was a constant source of pleasure for Lan Tianpeng; her figure was tall yet voluptuous; her breasts were full, and her waist slender.

As Lan Tianpeng admired her, he gently removed the rest of her clothing until her pink panties were removed, leaving them both naked. This wasn't Lan Tianpeng's first time, so although a vibrant, full-figured body lay before him, he wasn't in a hurry to penetrate her. He wanted to first fully appreciate Xiao Qionghua's stunningly beautiful body.

Xiao Qionghua's breasts, white, tender, soft, and firm, lay still, needing no movement, yet their slight trembling with her breath made them seem like two living, vibrant balls of flesh, bouncing and swaying on her chest. Xiao Qionghua's cherry-like lips, with their distinct angles, exuded the unique charm and elegance of a mature woman.

Beneath her long, curled eyelashes were a pair of captivating, expressive eyes, now half-open, radiating boundless allure and tenderness. Connecting her delicate body and graceful head was a snow-white, perfectly proportioned neck, and two soft curves along her sides, inspiring endless reverie and fantasy. Her entire body possessed smooth, white skin, coupled with a beautifully proportioned figure.

Beneath her full, round buttocks, the dark triangle of pubic hair at the base of her thighs formed an alluring grassland, like a thick patch of black grass growing on white sand. Within this tangled area, a slight curve and a dark reddish-brown slit were visible, and at the tip of the tightly closed opening, a small, glistening, cherry-red clitoris protruded, looking incredibly tempting. Below her flat, smooth abdomen and the alluring vulva, her long, captivating legs and swaying, serpentine waist exuded an unparalleled, seductive allure. Her hourglass-shaped breasts, waist, and hips formed an irresistible symbol of femininity on her beautiful body.

Xiao Qionghua's figure was simply too captivating, practically God's most perfect masterpiece on earth. All this erotic allure ignited a burning desire within Lan Tianpeng, who couldn't resist pulling her naked body tightly into his arms, then falling onto the bed and pressing her beneath him. He tirelessly caressed her erogenous zones, urging her to secrete more lustful fluids.

At this moment, Lan Tianpeng's entire body pressed against Xiao Qionghua's soft form, his mouth on her left breast, sucking, kissing, and licking the bright red, erect nipple back and forth, while his right hand kneaded her breast like rolling a dumpling. His other hand slid down her smooth abdomen, moving to her slightly damp opening, teasing the most sensitive part of a woman's body—her clitoris. After a while, Xiao Qionghua's vagina was indeed filled with lustful fluid, which even dripped onto Lan Tianpeng's palm.

Seeing the great effect, Lan Tianpeng went a step further and slowly inserted his fingers into her vagina, teasing the tender flesh at the entrance. The inexperienced Xiao Qionghua could not withstand this three-pronged attack, and her delicate body trembled like a leaf in the wind. Moreover, her slender waist swayed back and forth with the frequency of Lan Tianpeng's fingers.

From her trembling lips, she occasionally let out soft words: "Oh...oh...brother Peng...sister...faster...it's so hot...ah...so...uncomfortable...um...hum..." From her behavior, Lan Tianpeng knew that she was in a state of unbearable lust.

Sure enough, Xiao Qionghua's moans gradually turned into: "Ah... Peng... little brother... you... um... no... don't... tease... tease... sister... anymore... um... sister... can't take it... oh... ah... ah..."

It seemed that her lustful fluids had almost run out, so Lan Tianpeng pulled his fingers out of her vagina, grasped his big treasure with one hand, and let the engorged glans press against the entrance of her lustful vagina, rubbing her sensitive clitoris with the glans. Unable to bear the itch any longer, Xiao Qionghua was teased by Lan Tianpeng to the point of exhaustion. Her large, watery eyes, radiating greed, were fixed on Lan Tianpeng's lower body. Her face flushed red, her sexy red lips pouting, she trembled as she pleaded, "Mmm... little brother... mmm... could you... hurry... put... mmm... your... big treasure... inside... please... mmm... hum... hurry... hurry... sister... really... can't take it anymore..."

To tease her and spice up their bedroom, Lan Tianpeng said to her, "Sister Qiong..." "...Are you...really willing...to let your little brother's big treasure...insert into your little hole...?"

She hummed anxiously, "Little brother...um...um...oh...you...really...you still...ask like that...sister is...willing...please...quickly put...your...big treasure...in...no...don't...tease...sister anymore..."

At this moment, she had been overwhelmed by the raging lust, losing all reason and restraint. She disregarded any sense of shame and hungrily reached out her jade hand to grab the big treasure that was circling around the entrance of her fleshy hole but not going in. She spread her legs wide, tried to lift her calves up, and twisted her plump buttocks, pushing her swollen and full little fleshy hole towards Lan Tianpeng's big treasure, looking like a lust-crazed woman.

Lan Tianpeng moved his large penis back, then pushed it forward with force, and with a crisp "whoosh," the penis entered her hole. "Hmph," Xiao Qionghua groaned, having already bid farewell to her girlhood, she was in so much pain that tears welled up in her eyes. Looking down, she saw that the thick, erect penis, under Lan Tianpeng's vigorous thrusting, had actually pierced her little plump hole, head and all. No wonder she was in pain.

Xiao Qionghua frowned, looking very pained. Seeing this, Lan Tianpeng quickly leaned down and whispered comfortingly in her ear, "Sister Qiong, just bear with it. The pain of losing your virginity for the first time is inevitable. After a while, your little hole will loosen up and it will feel much better."

Then, Lan Tianpeng gently kissed her delicate cheeks and licked her erect nipples with his tongue. After a while, she breathed softly in Lan Tianpeng's ear and said, "Hmm... much better now... just now... it really hurt so much... hmm... hmm..."

Seeing that her tone was gentle and calm, Lan Tianpeng took the opportunity to ask, "Sister Qiong, are you feeling better?"

She glanced at Lan Tianpeng coquettishly and said leisurely, "Hmm... but... you have to... be... gentle... don't... hurt... me... again..." Hearing this, Lan Tianpeng, as if receiving an imperial decree, slowly pulled his big treasure out of her tight little hole and then carefully and slowly inserted it again. After a while of slow, meticulous thrusting, her vagina overflowed with lustful fluids, and she began to moan again.

"Brother Peng... um... brother... I... um... so... comfortable... oh... oh...

good brother... my... little hole... so beautiful... ah..."

"Um... I feel... so comfortable... oh... um... beautiful... so beautiful..."

"Um... so good... it's so... so beautiful... oh..."

"Ah... ah... it's so... so good... oh... oh... good... it's so good..."

At this point, Xiao Qionghua had truly reaped the rewards of her suffering, displaying a charming and alluring appearance, her eyes brimming with desire. This captivating and seductive state made Lan Tianpeng press her alluring body tightly, his large penis thrusting into her little hole in waves like a storm, making her drenched in sweat, panting and trembling incessantly. With each powerful thrust of Lan Tianpeng, the vaginal fluids overflowed like a burst dam.

Seeing that her hidden lust had been aroused to its peak, Lan Tianpeng simply wrapped his arms around Xiao Qionghua's slender waist and began to pound into her with his large penis. This fierce onslaught caused her to tightly hug Lan Tianpeng's back with her arms, hook her legs around his buttocks, and thrust her plump buttocks upwards to meet the rhythm of his thrusts, while she let out a series of wild cries.

“Good little brother…oh…big baby…little brother…come quickly…come quickly to fuck…sister’s…little hole…”

“Oh…oh…so good…so comfortable…um…yes…harder…”

“Oh…little hole is beautiful…so beautiful…ah…oh…faster…faster…”

“My…little hole…is beautiful…so beautiful…oh…use…harder…fuck…fuck…sister…fuck sister…to death…okay…”

She kept moaning seductively, while frantically twisting her big buttocks, trying her best to meet Lan Tianpeng’s big darling. At the same time, her limbs were tightly wrapped around Lan Tianpeng like an octopus, so as to increase the force of Lan Tianpeng’s thrusting. After a while, her delicate body trembled in waves. Lan Tianpeng saw that Xiao Qionghua was probably about to climax, so he quickly increased the force of his thrusting and blocked her cherry mouth with his mouth. The two tongues rolled and intertwined in the two mouths that were kissing each other.

After several dozen more thrusts, she lay beneath Lan Tianpeng, trembling violently. A strong contraction in her vagina released a gush of hot, scalding vaginal fluid, making Lan Tianpeng's penis ache. Xiao Qionghua, exhausted and weak from the orgasm, lay flat on the bed, letting Lan Tianpeng thrust wildly against her beautiful body.

After about a hundred more thrusts, Lan Tianpeng's penis trembled again, and he ejaculated, a large gush of hot semen shooting directly into her vagina. The heat made her half-conscious, murmuring in her dazed state: "Oh...oh...brother...I...I'm so...so beautiful...oh...your...semen...so hot...it...makes...sister...so...comfortable...mmm...so tired...sister...want to sleep...for a while..."

Quietly, Lan Tianpeng, also feeling completely relaxed, lay down beside her, embracing her soft, boneless body. The two fell asleep sweetly, their necks intertwined. After passionate lovemaking, one often falls into a deep, blissful sleep.

Time passed, and the bright moonlight streamed through the translucent white gauze curtains, casting a soft glow on the large bed. Lan Tianpeng, refreshed by passion, awoke from a dream of mixed exhaustion and satisfaction. Opening his drowsy eyes, he saw his cousin, Xiao Qionghua, with whom he had shared the night before, enjoying tender moments of lovemaking. Xiao Qionghua's beautiful face still held a hint of languid satisfaction, her rosy cheeks tempting Lan Tianpeng. He leaned in and kissed her fiercely, leaving her breathless in her half-asleep state.

After a passionate kiss, Xiao Qionghua opened her beautiful phoenix eyes, gazing at Lan Tianpeng with tender affection for a long while. Suddenly, a pair of jade-like arms wrapped around Lan Tianpeng's neck like snakes, offering him a willing and passionate kiss. Their two tender red tongues licked and kissed every inch of each other's skin, lingering tenderly and sweetly for a long time.

Inadvertently, Lan Tianpeng's gaze swept over Xiao Qionghua's firm breasts and her long, flawless jade legs. Below her smooth, white abdomen, a thick patch of pubic hair in an inverted triangle shape covered the slightly raised mound of flesh. The curled and slightly messy pubic hair at the entrance of her vagina still bore the remnants of the passionate revelry of the first half of the night. Unable to resist the desire in his heart, Lan Tianpeng's devilish hands secretly kneaded her two plump and full breasts, his fingers constantly playing with the two bright red, luscious cherries on the ridges. From the slowly hardening nipples and the trembling of her soft, boneless body, Lan Tianpeng knew that Xiao Qionghua's lust had been aroused by him once again.

A fiery passion burned on her face, Xiao Qionghua's breath sweet and fragrant. She pressed her burning lips to Lan Tianpeng's, her slender waist swaying like a water snake, her whole body burning hot, clinging tightly to him. The fire of desire between a man and a woman, at this point, was like a spring thunder igniting a raging fire, unstoppable. After a series of sweet kisses and the contact of their naked bodies, Lan Tianpeng was consumed by lust, yearning for gratification. She, too, entered a state of blissful, dreamlike ecstasy.

Lan Tianpeng inserted his right hand into the area where their bodies were pressed together, stroking upwards along the smooth flesh of her thighs. Her swollen vulva was already soaked with her flowing juices; the slippery feel made Lan Tianpeng extend two fingers to explore the wet crevice. A warm, wet sensation traveled from his fingertips to his nerve center, further fueling his desire.

Xiao Qionghua cooperated with Lan Tianpeng's movements, twisting her waist to allow his fingers to rub more thoroughly inside her vulva; her small hand also reached down to Lan Tianpeng's crotch, grasping his large penis and gently stroking it up and down. Their movements, in unison, brought their vulvas and penises together. Parting her smooth legs, a rock-hard penis began to rub against the entrance of her vulva. Xiao Qionghua's lust was like boiling water, about to burst forth; and Lan Tianpeng's lust was like an arrow on a bowstring, ready to be released.

She moaned softly, her heart itching unbearably, "Oh... um... um... Peng brother... oh... oh... sister's... little hole... is so itchy... um... um... hurry... hurry and put... your... big treasure... in... sister wants it... um..."

Seeing Xiao Qionghua's seductive eyes, her burning desire reaching a fever pitch, Lan Tianpeng quickly lifted his buttocks, aiming his glans at the slippery crevice, parting her tender labia, and slowly, amidst the "sizzling" sounds of her wetness, slid into her little cunt. Amidst

a series of fleshy cries of "Oh dear," before Lan Tianpeng could even thrust, Xiao Qionghua's buttocks began to sway automatically. Her womanly nature and the stimulation of passion caused this woman, who had been a pure virgin until last night, to instinctively wiggle her plump buttocks and twist her slender waist to enhance the pleasure of their lovemaking. Infected by her wanton state, Lan Tianpeng also began to thrust his large penis freely inside her little cunt. At this moment, they were in a side-lying position, so both had ample room to move and accommodate each other's movements.

With her alluring eyes tightly closed and a hint of spring in her lips, Xiao Qionghua let out satisfied moans from deep within her throat. Her large, swaying buttocks caused her breasts to tremble against Lan Tianpeng's chest. Her fair, tender arms were wrapped around Lan Tianpeng's neck, her head swaying loosely as she enjoyed the pleasure of her full, fertile vagina being filled by his large member. A series of fierce thrusts, each long stroke hitting the very core of her being, made her unable to help but cry out in pleasure.

“Oh…oh…so…so beautiful…oh dear…good little brother…you…you…you’re…doing it so well…so beautiful…so wonderful…”

“Oh…oh dear…so…so good…I…it’s…so…good…so…so good…um…”

“Um…use…harder…faster…deeper…so beautiful…oh…oh…”

“Peng…little brother…your…big treasure…does…it…so good…so comfortable…ah…um…um…”

Watching a dignified and virtuous lady being turned into a slut on the bed by Lan Tianpeng, the pleasure in his heart drove Lan Tianpeng to thrust his big treasure even harder into her little hole, and when the whole treasure was deep inside, he used the big glans to bump against her clitoris. On the big bed, the sheets were soaked with a large area of the lustful water brought out by Lan Tianpeng’s big treasure from her little hole. At the same time, Xiao Qionghua’s little hole, because of the large amount of lustful water accumulated, made a beautiful “splash! splash!” sound when the pounding motion of the hole was thrusting.

Xiao Qionghua moaned lasciviously, her hips swaying wildly and her slender waist twisting wildly. His large penis pounded and churned inside her, like a dragon in the ocean, stirring and churning, making her sweetly cry out, "Good brother," "Big baby brother," "Good husband." The tingling, unbearable sensation in her vagina forced her to moan incessantly.

“Ah…oh…oh…um…um…so…so good…”

“…Baby…dear husband…you…you are so…capable…”

“Oh…so itchy…my little hole…so itchy…faster…more…harder…”

“Yes…yes…right…there…oh…oh…so…comfortable…”

“faster…more…thrust…faster…um…um…it’s so good…it’s killing me…”

“Um…um…so…so good…oh…oh…”

Xiao Qionghua’s legs tightly clamped around Lan Tianpeng’s waist, her bouncy buttocks bouncing incessantly, and in what seemed like random thrusting movements, she gradually began to move in rhythm with Lan Tianpeng’s movements, advancing and retreating rhythmically. Lan Tianpeng’s hands held her plump buttocks, tightly squeezing the soft muscles of her buttocks, and used his big penis to thrust into the depths of her vagina again and again, teasing her boundless passion and spring.

By this time, she was already delirious from Lan Tianpeng's ministrations. Her body suddenly began to spasm, her limbs tightly wrapped around Lan Tianpeng's back, her sweat-drenched face contorted in agony, and her moans grew louder as she cried out, "Mmm...mmm...ah...oh...sister wants...uh...sister wants...mmm...want...to...come...come...out...sister wants...to ascend...to heaven...oh...oh...mmm...mmm..."

With her moans, streams of heat gushed from her womb, scalding Lan Tianpeng's glans with pleasure, and waves of vaginal fluid continued to flow. Xiao Qionghua's body trembled with each climax, the flow gradually subsiding. After the last surge of heat, Xiao Qionghua's body went limp on the bed, her limbs wrapped around Lan Tianpeng gradually relaxing. All she could muster was the movement of her eyelids and the soft, breathy gasps from her slightly parted lips.

Seeing her so exhausted, Lan Tianpeng stopped his vigorous movements and let her rest. He then began to caress her breasts again, allowing her to enjoy the afterglow of their encounter. After a long while, Xiao Qionghua struggled to open her eyes and said wearily, "Brother Peng... you haven't... come yet... sister... I'm so ashamed... otherwise... you could lie on top of me and keep going until you ejaculate..."

Seeing how tired she was, yet still concerned that he hadn't had his fill, Lan Tianpeng was deeply moved. He kissed her face passionately for a while before saying, "Good sister! You're too tired today. We'll have plenty of time to get back together in bed. There's no rush to ejaculate right now. Let you recover first. Hmm! Go to sleep."

Lan Tianpeng lowered his head and kissed Xiao Qionghua's cheeks. She glanced at him sleepily, then succumbed to sleep and drifted off to sleep. Lan Tianpeng held her close and quickly fell asleep... The next day, when they woke up, Xiao Qionghua blushed as she recalled their passionate encounter the previous night. Lan Tianpeng kissed her and said, "Sister Qiong, you're so beautiful?"

Xiao Qionghua smiled shyly and asked, "Compared to Sister Hui and Sister Zi?"

Lan Tianpeng laughed and said, "You are like spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, each with your own unique charm. I don't know how many wooden fish I must have broken in my past life to have this good fortune today."

Xiao Qionghua blushed and said, "Brother Peng, you have such a sweet tongue. I wonder how many girls you'll charm in the future. Brother, I only realized yesterday how amazing you are. Brother, you won't think I was too wanton last night, will you?"

Lan Tianpeng laughed and said, "The more wanton, the more I like it." Xiao Qionghua blushed and got out of bed, only to cry out "Ouch!" as she covered her lower body. Lan Tianpeng, quick as a flash, pulled her close, whispering, "Does it still hurt? It's all my fault for being too..." Before he could finish, Xiao Qionghua turned and kissed him, saying, "It's not your fault."

From then on, they rode side by side, traveling early and resting late. Lan Tianpeng's daily needs were taken care of by the ever-caring Xiao Qionghua. Naturally, every night was filled with passionate lovemaking. Lan Tianpeng tasted the sweetness of love, and Xiao Qionghua was equally immersed in its bliss.

Unable to find out the whereabouts of Lan Xiangji and Yan Qi along the way, they had to entrust the various branches of the "Dragon and Phoenix Society" to keep an eye out, while also utilizing the disciples of the Beggars' Sect. To confirm whether the "Diamond Demon Subduing Treasure Record" had indeed fallen into the hands of "Black Hand Sanlang," Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua decided to travel day and night to Mount Fanjing.

Because Lan Tianpeng didn't believe his master, Ding Shangxian, would carelessly leave such an important secret manual in a place where it could be searched, this was why he was determined to go to Mount Fanjing again. Laolongtan wasn't a necessary stop on the way from western Zhejiang to Mount Fanjing, but to find out if "Black Hand Sanlang" had indeed obtained the first half of the "Vajra Subduing Demon Treasure Record," he had to go to Xuanzhen Temple, which was related to finding "Yuxu" at the Kongtong Sect's headquarters.

Even if "Black Hand Sanlang" wasn't at Xuanzhen Temple, he could still learn from "Songyun" the truth behind why they went to Mount Fanjing at the same time as "Flying Fork Three Geese," and finally, who burned down the houses. Sometimes traveling through the night, the two had already passed through Dajing Town by horseback that evening. To get to Laolongtan even faster, they only had a simple dinner in a small village.

Laolongtan had wide streets, a large population, and was a very prosperous market, no less than a county town. When they arrived at Laolongtan, it was already past midnight. Only a few restaurants and teahouses still had people inside, and most shops were closed and dark. Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua didn't stay at an inn and rode off at full speed. About two miles out of town, they saw the faint shadows of a palace roof on a tree-lined slope to the southwest.

Lan Tianpeng, still on horseback, pointed and said, "Sister Qiong, look, that might be Xuanzhen Temple."

Xiao Qionghua glanced over and said, "There are no temples in the east of the town, that might be it."

Lan Tianpeng immediately said, "Let's leave the horses in the woods."

With that, he turned his horse and galloped towards the woods on the southwest slope. The two entered the woods and dismounted under a particularly tall pine tree, tying the reins to the saddle and letting the horses roam freely. Then, they used their lightness skills to gallop towards the temple complex on the slope. Upon closer inspection, they saw it was the rear gate of Xuanzhen Temple. The temple walls were tall, with red walls and green tiles, and the deep red lacquer on the back gate was already peeling.

Lan Tianpeng first gestured to Xiao Qionghua, and without any apparent movement, he leaped onto the wall. Fearing that there might be spies lurking inside the temple or launching a surprise attack, Xiao Qionghua followed closely behind Lan Tianpeng, leaping onto the temple wall as well. The two glanced around and saw that the rooms in the back rows were completely dark, with only a faint light shining from the long window of the side hall behind the third main hall. Lan Tianpeng pointed to the side hall and took the lead, his movements light and agile, like willow catkins, without making a sound. Xiao Qionghua's lightness skill was even better than Lan Tianpeng's, and her movements were particularly graceful and agile.

As soon as the two arrived at the pavilion, they heard a melancholy voice say, "Second Uncle, I advise you, Master, to reconsider this matter carefully."

Lan Tianpeng immediately recognized Song Yun's voice. He pulled Xiao Qionghua closer, brought his lips to her ear, and whispered, "It's Song Yun speaking." Xiao Qionghua

nodded. Lan Tianpeng leaned closer again and whispered, "But who is this person called Second Uncle?"

Before he finished speaking, someone said, "Of course, this is a very risky matter. It's infuriating that Liao Yin has taken over as sect leader."

Lan Tianpeng was startled. Song Yun's Second Uncle and Liao Chen were plotting against their already biased master, Yu Xu Shangren. At the same time, he suddenly remembered that Lan Xiangji had asked him for help with something. Could it be that he had already seen through Liao Chen and the others' plot?

In that instant, he heard Songyun say worriedly, "Everyone knows that in terms of martial arts, Master and my second and third uncles are not as good as Fourth Uncle."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard the man say angrily, "That's because your grandmaster is biased. If I, Liaojing, had learned swordsmanship at the same time as Liaochen, I would definitely not be inferior to him." He

was shocked to hear this. It turned out that the person who was speaking to Songyun in the pavilion was none other than the old Taoist Liaojing, who had kidnapped Lanxiangji in Dadong Town. Calculating the dates, Liaojing had only left Xianju one day earlier than him, so it seemed that Liaojing had probably just arrived here during the day. As he pondered this, he heard "Songyun" say melancholically, "Second Uncle, please don't mention this matter again. If it really comes to light, not to mention that Grandmaster and Fourth Uncle are both exceptionally skilled in martial arts, even Lanxiangji will be difficult to deal with."

Then he heard "Liaojing" snort and say contemptuously, "That girl already has a crush on someone else. Sooner or later, she'll be Lantianpeng's possession."

Lantianpeng's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, his handsome face flushed slightly, and he looked at Xiao Qionghua, deliberately giving him a mischievous smile. As they were observing, Songyun exclaimed in surprise, "Uncle-Master, Lantian Peng is already a top figure in the martial arts world. If he gets involved with Lanxiangji, it would be like adding wings to a tiger."

Before Songyun could finish speaking, Liaojing sneered and said, "There's no such thing as a free lunch. I've already sent someone to secretly inform your grandmaster. That girl surnamed Lan will be in deep trouble."

Lantian Peng was secretly alarmed, knowing that things were going to get bad. If Liaochen's words were true, Lanxiangji clearly had some kind of leverage over Liaojing. In that instant, she heard "Songyun" say dismissively, "Grandmaster dotes on Lanxiangji the most; he might not believe Uncle's secret report."

Then she heard "Liaojing" sneer, saying, "He has no choice but to believe it. Hu Hu personally witnessed her passing on the profound sword technique your grandmaster taught her, and then, during her fight with the Li Shan brothers, she passed it on to Lan Tianpeng."

Upon hearing this, Lan Tianpeng blurted out, "That's utter nonsense!" Xiao Qionghua, standing nearby, was startled, but it was too late to stop him. Just as Lan Tianpeng spoke, the lights in the pavilion went out with a "poof." Xiao Qionghua's heart skipped a beat; she pulled Lan Tianpeng along, leaping backward—and at the same moment they leaped backward, a soft rustling of the window paper released countless blue rays of light that shot out from inside the pavilion through the window. At the same time, a stern voice rang out from inside the pavilion: "Who dares to disturb the tranquility of this Buddhist sanctuary at night?" As he spoke, two broad gray figures flew around from under the eaves of the pavilion.

Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua, who had leaped back to a row of long, narrow buildings, looked closely and saw the old Taoist priest standing in front of Songyun. He had a purplish-red face, black hair and beard, and wore gray clothes. If it weren't for the gold hairpin in his hair and the gold tassel on the hilt of his sword, they would never have recognized him as Songyun's second uncle, Liaojing, with his gray hair and beard. Songyun, who was following behind Liaojing, was so startled when he saw Lan Tianpeng that he cried out in surprise and stopped in his tracks. He couldn't help but gasp in shock,

"Lan... Lan... Lan Tianpeng." Liaojing was also greatly surprised when he heard that it was Lan Tianpeng. Although he had never seen Lan Tianpeng in person, he had heard Hu Hu talk about how Lan Tian'e had killed the Lishan brothers with her double palm strikes. The Li brothers, both direct disciples of "Yu Xu," possessed martial arts skills superior to "Liao Jing's." Upon hearing that it was Lan Tianpeng, they gasped softly and quickly stopped.

Lan Tianpeng coldly smiled and said, "Indeed, I am Lan Tianpeng, Daoist Songyun. It's been several months since we last met. How have you been?"

Standing behind "Liao Jing," "Songyun" knew Lan Tianpeng's prowess well. He quickly stepped forward, bowed, and chanted a Buddhist prayer, saying, "Thanks to your blessing, I have been well."

Before Lan Tianpeng could finish speaking, he coldly asked, "This Daoist with the golden hairpin, you must be Daoist Liao Jing?"

Knowing he was no match for Lan Tianpeng, Liao Jing couldn't appear too timid in front of his junior disciple, Song Yun. So, upon being asked, he could only coldly smile and say, "Indeed, it is I." His mind raced, and he continued with another cold smile, "Young Master Lan, you've been chasing me so relentlessly, is it for Miss Lan Xiangji?" Lan

Tianpeng coldly smiled and said, "Indeed, I've come to find you because of Miss Lan." He paused, then pointed at Xiao Qionghua and continued, "This is Miss Xiao Qionghua, known as 'The Beautiful Demoness.' She and Miss Lan are sworn sisters. Hearing that Miss Lan has been kidnapped by you, she's come to demand her release."

Upon hearing "The Beautiful Demoness," Liao Jing's expression changed drastically. He had already heard from disciples of the Kongtong Sect across the land that this female demon was incredibly fast and ruthless, her sword capable of swiftly decapitating people. At this moment, Lan Tianpeng said that "Qiannu Luosha" had come to ask him for someone, and he was so surprised that he hurriedly said, "Miss Lan is clever and her swordsmanship is superb. How could I possibly hold her hostage? We did meet in Dadong Town, but afterwards she went to Xianju to find Yan Qi."

Lan Tianpeng had no intention of talking to "Liaojing" any longer, but seeing his panicked expression, he could only say in a deep voice, "With your limited abilities, I doubt you could hold Lan Xiangji hostage. Now I have a few questions to ask Abbot Songyun, and I hope you will not interfere."

Standing to the side, "Songyun" quickly bowed and said, "Please ask me what you have to say, and I will answer whatever I can."

Lan Tianpeng immediately asked in a deep voice, "Where is Black Hand Sanlang now?" "

Songyun" quickly replied, "He's no longer in the temple."

Lantian Peng immediately asked angrily, "Where is he now?"

"Songyun" shook his head with a feigned worried expression and said, "I truly don't know where he is."

Upon seeing this, Xiao Qionghua immediately said angrily, "This old Taoist is clearly pretending to be confused. If we don't teach him a lesson, he certainly won't tell us." As she spoke, she flipped her wrist, ready to draw her sword. Upon seeing this, "Songyun" immediately said anxiously, "It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that..." Suddenly,

"Liaojing" interrupted in a deep voice, "Black Hand Sanlang was at our sect's headquarters a few days ago. I don't know if he's still there. If you have the ability, go and ask him for him. Why waste your time here?"

Lan Tianpeng sneered, "Don't even mention your little Kongtong Mountain. Even if it were a mountain of knives, a boiling oil pot, or the King of Hell himself, what would I fear? My purpose in coming here is to demand Black Hand Sanlang from 'Songyun.' He killed my late master, Hero Ding, and stole the 'Vajra Subduing Demon Treasure Record,' which is why he set fire to Heroine Chen's house in a fit of anger."

Lan Tianpeng continued, "Do you think he would offer up the secret he has been waiting for for so many years to your grandmaster for nothing?" "Songyun" was taken aback and glanced at "Liaojing," who seemed to understand.

Lan Tianpeng continued, "I implore you two to find a way to tell your sect leader immediately to keep that thief, 'Black Hand Sanlang,' here. Otherwise, if I fail to hand over the thief when I go to your sect's headquarters to demand him, don't blame me for not being a Buddhist monk and causing a huge uproar." "

Songyun" couldn't wait for Lantian Peng to leave, so he quickly bowed and said, "This humble Taoist will definitely convey the young master's words to our sect's grandmaster."

Lantian Peng nodded slightly, proudly saying "Good," and then turned and rode away with Xiao Qionghua. After leaving Xuanzhen Temple, they went straight to the big tree where the horses were grazing. When they arrived at the tree, "Bloodfire Dragon" and Xiaoqing were grazing under it. Xiao Qionghua pulled the horse and said in confusion, "It is said that all the disciples of the Kongtong Sect at the Golden Hairpin level are arrogant and conceited, so why did 'Liaojing' seem so lifeless just now?"

Lantian Peng, holding "Bloodfire Dragon," pondered for a moment and said, "'Liaojing' feeling that he is no match is one of the reasons, but the biggest reason is probably that he is worried about the conspiracy he and 'Liaojing' were plotting to betray their master that we just overheard." Xiao Qionghua nodded, then suddenly asked, "

Liaojing just said that Lanxiangji secretly passed on the profound sword techniques of 'Master Yuxu' during their fight. Is that true?"

Lantian Peng immediately explained the situation, and Xiao Qionghua said in a deep voice, "Liaojing's secret report has already been sent to Mount Kongtong, and Lanxiangji has also set off. What do you suggest we do?" Lantian Peng pondered for

a moment and said, "The situation is urgent now, and there's no time to deal with the two traitors. We can only go to Mount Fanjing to check on our late master's residence and then immediately head to the Kongtong Sect's headquarters."

Xiao Qionghua raised an eyebrow and said, "Traveling day and night like this, while the people can manage, the horses might not be able to keep up."

Lantian Peng said helplessly, "We'll just have to find time to rest and give them plenty of fodder."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Qionghua could only nod and say, "Let's travel another stretch tonight and see how things go along the way. " "

So, the two leaped onto their horses and galloped down the slope onto the official road. They ate and drank as they went, and by dawn on the fifth day, they had reached the southeastern foot of Mount Fanjing. Although Lan Tianpeng had been studying martial arts on Mount Fanjing for nine months, he still felt completely unfamiliar with the place, as if he had arrived in a completely new and strange region. He led the way for Xiao Qionghua, riding along the mountain road towards the foothills. He remembered that when he descended the mountain that day, he remembered several woodcutters' homes not far from the mountain pass at the foot of Hengling Ridge. After a swift gallop, he finally spotted the mountain pass and excitedly pointed, saying, 'Sister Qiong, that's it!'" Xiao

Qionghua had heard that Lan Tianpeng hadn't descended the mountain for nine months and hadn't known who his master was. She was also curious about this unusual place and wanted to see it for herself. Following the direction, she saw a wide mountain pass, densely wooded and shrouded in darkness. Although dawn was breaking, the light was still dim.

Lan Tianpeng, taking the lead, galloped towards the pass. Entering the pass, they found themselves on a cobblestone path. Both horses, though excellent steeds, struggled on the gravel after days of travel. Fortunately, the path was only for a short distance. As they reached the edge of a ridge, they saw several thatched huts, quietly hidden in the morning mist. Reaching the huts, an old man emerged from the middle one. Lan Tianpeng dismounted first, bowed to the old man, and said humbly, "Good morning, sir." Seeing that Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua were well-dressed and both carried swords, the old man

knew they were chivalrous martial artists. He immediately cupped his hands and asked with a smile, "Are you two going into the mountains to burn the first incense offering?"

Lan Tianpeng quickly nodded and said, "Yes, we thought we'd ask you, sir, to look after the horses for us. This is just a small token of our appreciation."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of silver from his pocket and sincerely handed it to the old man. The old man accepted the silver with a smile, but said with a smile, "Taking care of the horses is no problem, but there's no fodder here..."

Lan Tianpeng quickly pointed to the back of the saddle and said, "We've already prepared it. Please feed them for us, sir."

The old man looked at it and readily agreed. Just then, two young men in plain clothes came out from two other thatched huts and, at the old man's instruction, came to take the horses. Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua, seeing this, hurriedly took out the prepared dry powder and water. They said "Thank you" to the old man again and quickly walked towards the bamboo forest behind the huts. By this time, dawn had broken, but the morning mist was even thicker, perfect for the two to unleash their light-footed flying skills. Lan Tianpeng had been gone for several months, but he vaguely remembered the route he had taken down the mountain, so he headed straight northwest. He traversed forests and valleys, circled peaks and climbed ridges, finally recognizing the familiar rumbling of

water as the approaching "Golden Knife Gorge," where he had been learning martial arts for nine months. The sun rose above the peak, the morning mist gradually dissipated, and the place with wooden stakes, shaped like half a cliff, lay nearly a hundred feet away. Upon seeing the wooden stake wall covered in vines, Lan Tianpeng felt a surge of excitement, like a prodigal son returning to his long-lost home. He wiped his slightly moist eyes and excitedly said, "Sister Qiong, it's under that big tree on the north side of that wooden stake wall..." As he spoke, he went to find the stone house under the tree.

However, what he saw was a desolate and dilapidated scene. The small stone hut where he used to live, which had been collapsed by someone's palm strike, was now overgrown with grass and looked like a large tomb. Under the big tree, his master Ding Daxia's dwelling had a broken door, a thick layer of withered leaves on the roof, and several pieces of the roof beam had rolled off the small hut where they used to cook. On the open ground, the grass was knee-high, making it impossible to distinguish the paths and flowerbeds. Faced with this desolate scene, and thinking of the tragic end of this great hero, Xiao Qionghua felt both sorrow and heightened vigilance. She and Lan Tianpeng were already orphans who had survived the collapse of their nest; they could not afford any more blows or separation. Thinking of Huangfu Hui, Ouyang Zi, Lan Xiangji, Ding Mengmei, Gao Lianying, and others, she knew that these people and they would be her companions for the rest of her life.

In her mind, Lan Tianpeng had already shown her the other two huts, the place where he and she practiced martial arts diligently every day, and the cliff where his master had been pushed off the cliff by "Black Hand Sanlang." As Lan Tianpeng spoke, he led Xiao Qionghua to the cliff behind the stone house, where he knelt down and bowed deeply, blaming himself for not having personally killed "Black Hand Sanlang" after several months of being down the mountain. Since this was the place where Lan Tianpeng's master had been murdered, Lan Tianpeng also knelt and bowed several times at the cliff edge. Xiao Qionghua, watching Lan Tianpeng lost in memories of the past, reminded him, "Cousin, assuming that thief Black Hand Sanlang didn't steal the secret manual, where would you have put it, Master?"

Upon hearing this, Lan Tianpeng immediately remembered his true purpose for coming here, quickly composed himself, and said, "I don't think I would have put it outside."

Xiao Qionghua immediately urged, "Then let's go inside and look for it." So, the two left the cliff edge and walked directly towards the house.

Lan Tianpeng pushed open the dilapidated door, and a musty smell immediately rushed out. The house was covered in thick dust, and there were still many withered leaves blown in through the broken door. The tattered futon where Master Ding had sat cross-legged, and the small table and books destroyed by "Black Hand Sanlang," were still scattered in the dust. Judging from the state of the room, it seemed no one had been there. The wooden statue of the "Silver-Clad Swordsman" was broken, and several "nine-sided nails with barbed prongs" lay on the ground. Lan Tianpeng hurried over, about to say something, when Xiao Qionghua, already at the bottom of the tattered futon, asked in confusion, "Cousin, what's this?"

Lan Tianpeng turned around and saw Xiao Qionghua bending down, using her hands to stand up the wooden statue of "Black Hand Sanlang" that had fallen to the ground. Upon seeing the wooden statue of "Black Hand Sanlang," Lan Tianpeng's hatred surged, and he unconsciously shouted angrily, "Sister Qiong, get out of the way!"

Xiao Qionghua, thinking there was some kind of trap or accident, was startled and dropped it. At the same time, she leaped out the door with a light touch of her toes. Just as Xiao Qionghua leaped towards the door, Lan Tianpeng flipped his right palm, and with a loud "boom," the wooden statue of "Black Hand Sanlang" was shattered, its head and limbs separated. Upon seeing this, Xiao Qionghua couldn't help but scold him, "Why are you so angry over a mere board?"

Lan Tianpeng immediately said angrily, "He's the villain 'Black Hand Sanlang'! Look, everything in the room is ruined, except for his hideous portrait, which is perfectly intact. How can I not be angry?"

As he spoke, the wooden plank of "Black Hand Sanlang" landed not far in front of him, and he kicked it away with a thud! With a crack, the plank hit the wall, and several pieces of paper popped out from the plank. Lan Tianpeng's heart skipped a beat, his eyes lit up, and he rushed over. Xiao Qionghua sensed something was amiss and followed him. Lan Tianpeng bent down, picked them up, and exclaimed, "Sister Qiong, look, these are the few..." He quickly handed the thin pieces of paper to Xiao Qionghua.

As Xiao Qionghua took the paper, she still asked in disbelief, "Are you telling the truth?"

Lan Tianpeng excitedly asked, "What does it say on it?"

Xiao Qionghua had already clearly seen the six faded gold characters on the first page—"The Vajra Subduing Demon Treasure Record"—and smiled, saying, "We found it after all. Now you've finally completed the first mission Madam Ouyang entrusted to you—to retrieve half of the 'Vajra Subduing Demon Treasure Record.'"

As she spoke, she handed the first half of the treasure record back to Lan Tianpeng. Lan Tianpeng looked at the half of the "Vajra Subduing Demon Treasure Record" in his hand, shook his head, and said with emotion, "Judging from the mess in the room, someone must have come here after I left. Maybe it was that thief 'Black Hand Sanlang'..."

Xiao Qionghua, however, asked dismissively, "How do you know it was him? Maybe it was a woodcutter or hunter from the mountains, maybe a martial arts figure who passed through this area, or maybe someone who knew that the great hero lived in seclusion here."

Lan Tianpeng said with certainty, "It must be that thief 'Black Hand Sanlang.' Look at everything in the room; everything is smashed to pieces except for this wooden portrait of him, which is perfectly intact." Xiao

Qionghua glanced around and indeed found the room to be intact. A thought struck her, and she exclaimed in surprise, "So, Master Ding already saw through 'Black Hand Sanlang's' intentions?"

Lan Tianpeng nodded in agreement, saying, "'Black Hand Sanlang' never dreamed that the 'Diamond Demon Subduing Manual,' which he had always coveted, would be placed inside the head of his own portrait."

Xiao Qionghua sincerely admired him, saying, "Master Ding's judgment that 'Black Hand Sanlang' would never smash his own portrait with his palm, and that those who hate 'Black Hand Sanlang' must be his friends or relatives, who would inevitably vent their anger on 'Black Hand Sanlang's' portrait, is truly a brilliant and painstakingly devised plan."

Lan Tianpeng, puzzled, interjected, "Master, since you saw through the 'Black Hand Sanlang's' sinister plot, why didn't you eliminate that thief sooner instead of letting him succeed?" Xiao

Qionghua, not wanting to think about it, urged, "Now that the Precious Record has been found, we've achieved our purpose here, and we should leave."

Lan Tianpeng smiled with relief and said, "I plan to seal the Precious Record tightly when we cross the border of Qian, and have them deliver it to Senior Sister Ouyang overnight. That way, I can finally put my mind at ease. " "Saying this, he carefully placed the precious book into his bosom, and then walked out of the house with Xiao Qionghua.

As soon as they stepped outside, both of them were startled, their expressions simultaneously freezing, and they unconsciously stopped in front of the door. Unbeknownst to them, a middle-aged woman in a dark green dress stood a few feet away in the abandoned flowerbed. The woman had slightly sparse hair, a cold expression, and a pale face that showed signs of weariness. Upon seeing Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua standing at the door, the woman immediately coldly commanded, "Give it to me."

Lan Tianpeng, unsure who the woman was, asked in a low voice, "Give you what?"

The woman coldly replied, "Give me that half of the 'Precious Book'." Upon hearing the middle-aged woman demand the "Precious Record, "

Lan Tianpeng flew into a rage, shouting, "Why should I?"

Unexpectedly, the woman raised an eyebrow and suddenly cried out, "You dare defy me?" With that word, she lunged forward, her slender fingers reaching for Lan Tianpeng's chest—but Lan Tianpeng wouldn't allow her to succeed. He roared, "You're courting death!" The word "death" was uttered as he swiftly executed his "body technique," his figure flashing behind the woman. Just as he was about to strike her shoulder, his vision blurred, and the woman vanished. Lan Tianpeng was utterly shocked. Without thinking, he leaped onto the roof. As he ascended, a clear, delicate voice rang out from behind him, "Brother Peng, stop!"

Startled, Lan Tianpeng quickly flicked his sleeve, shifting a foot in mid-air to reach the rooftop. From the voice, he immediately knew who it was. Looking up, he saw that it was indeed Ding Mengmei, the only daughter of his master, Ding Shangxian, known as "Flying Cloud's Last Pen." Mengmei, dressed in purple, suddenly stopped and stood behind the middle-aged woman. Then, she pointed at Lan Tianpeng and said, "Brother Peng, come down. This is my mother."

Lan Tianpeng understood that the middle-aged woman was indeed his master's wife, Chen Tianli. Regardless of her character or the fact that two elite heroes had been ruined by her, she was still an elder. With a flick of his sleeve, he gracefully landed, bowed deeply to the middle-aged woman, and said respectfully, "Disciple Lan Tianpeng greets Master's Wife and Junior Sister."

Chen Tianli looked at Lan Tianpeng and asked in a deep voice, "Lan Tianpeng, are you truly honored as your master's wife?"

Lan Tianpeng nodded humbly and said, "Of course."

Chen Tianli continued to look at Lan Tianpeng and asked, "Have you found the first two chapters of the 'Diamond Subduing Demon Treasure Record'?"

Lan Tianpeng replied without hesitation, "I found it." Xiao Qionghua wanted to stop her, but it was too late.

Upon hearing this, Chen Tianli immediately stretched out her hand and said calmly, "Give it to me."

Xiao Qionghua immediately tried to stop her, saying, "Brother Peng, you can't! What did you promise Madam Ouyang?" Before she could finish, Chen Tianli angrily retorted, "Who asked you to interfere? I didn't ask you!"

Xiao Qionghua also frowned and said angrily, "I'm his cousin, I have this responsibility." Before she could finish speaking, Lan Tianpeng, looking somewhat hesitant, said with difficulty, "This disciple has promised Aunt Ouyang that I will definitely find the first half of the 'Precious Record' and personally deliver it to her at Tiantai. This disciple made a promise first, how can I break my word later?"

Chen Tianli's face darkened, and she coldly asked, "Do you know that this first half of the 'Precious Record' belongs to me, Chen Tianli? Am I the only one in the world with the right to take it back?"

Lan Tianpeng respectfully replied, "According to the autobiography of 'Silver-Clad Swordsman' Ouyang..." Before

he could finish, Chen Tianli suddenly said sharply, "Ouyang Junyan has already had several vital points struck by Shangxian here, making him completely unable to descend the mountain. He fainted halfway down, and it was Elder Daoshan of Fantian Temple who escorted him back to Tiantai. How could he possibly have the ability to write an autobiography?"

Lan Tianpeng was startled and blurted out, "Then was Ouyang's autobiography written by someone else?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Tianli gritted her teeth and said hatefully, "Of course, it was Yao Yufeng."

Upon hearing this, Lan Tianpeng was shocked and muttered to himself, "So Ouyang had already fainted halfway down the mountain..." Xiao Qionghua, standing to the side, her beautiful face filled with murderous intent, immediately turned to Chen Tianli in a tone that hinted at Lan Tianpeng, asking, "Who witnessed Ouyang fainting and being sent back to Tiantai?" Upon hearing this, Lan Tianpeng blurted out, "

Yes, if it were Elder Daoshan who saw Uncle-Master Ouyang collapse halfway up the mountain, and the news that Uncle-Master Ouyang's life was in grave danger and he would surely die soon, wouldn't it spread throughout the entire martial arts world..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Tianli angrily said, "I personally saw Daoshan send him to the Brahma Temple, and then send him back to Tiantai Mountain..."

Upon hearing this, Lan Tianpeng's anger flared up, and he said angrily, "Since you secretly saw it, why didn't you save Uncle-Master Ouyang?"

Xiao Qionghua also chimed in, "Watching your senior brother fight with your husband, letting the villain break your husband's knees, letting your senior brother die wounded without caring, what difference is there between such a woman's heart and that of a venomous snake?" Upon hearing this

, Chen Tianli's expression suddenly turned fierce, she smiled coldly, and said through gritted teeth, "My relationship with them as senior brother and sister is severed, my affection as husband and wife is gone, we have long since become strangers..."

Upon hearing this, Lan Tianpeng flew into a rage and shouted, "Even if you encounter strangers fighting for their lives, you should still try to mediate or help the weak. How much more so when the people involved are your fellow apprentice and your husband!"

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Tianli snapped, "Shut up! Who do you think you are, daring to lecture me?"

Lan Tianpeng thought of the early death of the legendary "Silver-Clad Swordsman" and the tragic demise of his master, "Flying Cloud's Last Words," and faced with this venomous woman, he couldn't help but feel murderous intent. Seeing Chen Tianli speak, he couldn't help but laugh angrily, saying, "Chen Tianli, you've wasted your time studying poetry and martial arts, not only failing to benefit the people but also harming the world, killing your senior brother, and ruining your husband. A woman like you..."

Before he could finish, Chen Tianli's face turned ashen with rage, her whole body trembling, her eyes filled with venom as she glared at Lan Tianpeng, her teeth clenched as she hissed, "Rebellious...rebellious..."

As she spoke, Ding Mengmei cried out urgently, "Brother Peng...Mother...please don't do this..." Chen Tianli looked at Ding Mengmei and said in a deep voice, "Give me the sword."

Ding Mengmei didn't hand the sword to her mother, clearly not wanting them to fight, "Mother...please don't fight..."

Upon seeing this, Chen Tianli said again in a deep voice, "Give me the sword." With that, she strode forward, snatched the sword away, and said hatefully, "Today I'll see who sheds blood here." With that, she held the sword horizontally, her eyes filled with venom as she stared at Xiao Qionghua, slowly approaching.

Upon seeing this, Lan Tianpeng immediately urged, "Sister Qiong, please step aside and let me greet her. Today, I will not only avenge Master Ouyang, but also my deceased master." Before he finished speaking, Hengcai withdrew his sword with a clang, a flash of cold light, and dazzling colors. The once-renowned sword that had shaken the martial arts world was now sheathed. This was also the first time Lan Tianpeng had used his sword so cautiously, because he knew that Chen Tianli had studied under the same master as the "Silver-Clad Swordsman," and naturally knew all the martial arts in the "Vajra Subduing Demons Manual." Although the "Vajra Palm" was not suitable for women to learn, she had at least read the moves.

To be cautious, he not only stopped Sister Qiong, Xiao Qionghua, from attacking, but also withdrew his own "Colorful Silver Rainbow Sword," preparing for a careful response. He noticed a hidden killing intent in Chen Tianli's eyes. Clearly, she would not let him and Sister Qiong leave unless they left behind the first half of the "Vajra Subduing Demons Manual."

In the blink of an eye, he heard Chen Tianli's sinister laugh as she said, "You dare to talk about revenge when you're about to die? Heh, let me tell you two, if I let you leave here alive today, Chen Tianli will cease to exist in the martial world."

Lan Tianpeng laughed arrogantly and said, "That's right, you're right. In a moment, you'll be lying in a pool of blood. How could there be a Chen Tianli in the martial world who killed my senior brother's husband..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Qionghua, who was standing guard with her sword drawn, saw that Lan Tianpeng was about to kill Chen Tianli and whispered a warning, "Brother Peng, you can only kill her arrogance, you must not..."

Ding Mengmei also cried out in distress, "Brother Peng... please don't..."

Before she could finish speaking, Chen Tianli, who was pressing forward with her sword drawn, suddenly shouted, "If you have the ability, then use it..."

With that shout, she leaped forward, flicked her wrist, and thrust her sword straight at Lan Tianpeng—upon hearing Xiao Qionghua's warning and Ding Mengmei's words, Lan Tianpeng's murderous intent vanished instantly. At the same time, he realized with alarm that he could not kill Chen Tianli, and no matter how vicious she was, she should not die at his hands. Because, in Ouyang Shibo's own account, there was no dying wish to kill Chen Tianli, and his master, Liao Shangxian, had not uttered a single word about killing her before his death.

His mind raced. He realized that both the "Silver-Clad Swordsman" and his master, "Flying Cloud's Last Words," had shown forgiveness towards Chen Tianli, and as her disciple, why should he be guilty of killing his master's wife? Moreover, he and Ding Mengmei had already consummated their marriage, and Chen Tianli was his mother-in-law; he could not possibly harbor murderous intent. Just then, he saw Chen Tianli leap forward, her body spinning rapidly in a series of footwork movements—but, at the very moment she spun, Chen Tiannan's sword style changed, cleverly intercepting Lan Tianmen's steps, and it was precisely the third move of the "Demon-Subduing Sword Technique."

Lan Tianpeng was startled and asked in alarm. He shouted and leaped into the air—then, he swiftly performed "Dragon Soaring in the Clear Sky," his body spinning, followed by "Eagle Slaying Rabbit," palm in front, sword behind, swooping down from mid-air, heading straight for Chen Tianli. Chen Tianli stood tall, her eyes fixed on Lan Tianpeng as he flew down. Just as the blue swan landed on her head, her movements were as swift as lightning, creating a dozen figures that resembled a mountain of sharp swords.

Xiao Qionghua was greatly surprised, her beautiful face changing instantly. However, Lan Tianpeng, who was descending from the platform, suddenly flicked his left sleeve, his figure as fast as lightning, heading straight for the rocks and low trees to his right. Seeing this, Chen Tianli was unwilling to give up and also lunged towards the rocks and low trees. However, just as Lan Tianpeng was about to pounce, he lightly touched the top of a rock with his foot, his figure as light as smoke, and flew back to the front of the house.

Chen Tianli missed her target and was extremely annoyed. She stood there pointing her sword and angrily asked, "Lan Tianpeng, do you think you can avenge Ouyang Junyan and Ding Shangxian with your meager skills?"

Before she could finish speaking, Lan Tianpeng smiled calmly and said, "You have been practicing the Demon-Subduing Sword Technique and the Step Technique for over twenty years, while I have only been practicing for a little over a month. How can I compare to you?"

Chen Tianli immediately interjected, "So, you think you are inferior to me in everything?"

Lan Tianpeng hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, I just let you have three sword strikes as a sign of respect."

Upon hearing this, Chen Tianli was furious and angrily said, "What an arrogant brat! How dare you say you'd let me have three sword strikes!" As she spoke, she leaped towards the front of the house.

Lan Tianpeng shouted, "Wait!" The shout was so loud it shook her ears, causing Chen Tianli to instinctively stop her lunging attack. At the same time, she angrily demanded, "Speak quickly if you have anything else to say!"

Lan Tianpeng, realizing he absolutely could not kill Chen Tianli, had lost the murderous intent he had felt earlier. Now, seeing her question, he said solemnly, "What I said earlier about avenging my master and my fellow disciples was just an angry outburst."

Chen Tianli immediately retorted sarcastically, "That should be called dreaming."

Lan Tianpeng didn't respond, continuing, "Now, I want to compete with you to prove that my skill in the 'Demon-Subduing Sword Technique' is superior to yours, and also to prove that my giving you three moves earlier wasn't a lie."

Chen Tianli coldly smiled and asked, "What kind of competition do you want?"

Lan Tianpeng smiled calmly and said, "We'll compete right here on this lawn, without using any fancy footwork..."

Chen Tianli immediately interrupted, asking, "The fancy footwork you mentioned, are you referring to 'body movement steps'?"

Lan Tianpeng nodded slightly and said, "That's right, exactly what I mean."

Upon hearing this, Chen Tianli sneered and said, "The Demon-Subduing Sword Technique, when combined with 'Body Steps,' unleashes its high power..." Lan

Tianpeng immediately retorted dismissively, "That's not necessarily true. Truly skilled swordsmen never rely on clever tricks to defeat their enemies."

Chen Tianli snorted angrily and asked contemptuously, "So, you're confident in your swordsmanship?"

Lan Tianpeng calmly replied, "It was merely to prove that my earlier gesture of letting you have a few moves wasn't just boasting."

Upon hearing this, Chen Tianli raised an eyebrow and glared, saying again, "Let's see who sheds blood here today." With the word "earth" uttered, she leaped forward, her sword unleashing the "Universal Salvation of Buddhism" technique, transforming into a shower of silver rain that swept towards Lan Tianpeng from all sides. Lan Tianpeng, certain that Chen Tianli intended to kill him, dared not be careless. However, he worried that the gem within his "Silver Rainbow Sword" would be knocked away, and dared not clash with Chen Tianli's sword. Therefore, he retreated to advance. Meanwhile, using the "Demon-Subduing Sword Technique," both opponents understood each other's sword styles. For seven or eight consecutive moves, they retreated and advanced, attacking and defending, making it impossible to immediately determine a winner. Chen Tianli relied on her superior skill, while Lan Tianpeng relied on his strong internal energy. However, his biggest disadvantage was that he dared not use his sword to draw at Chen Tianli's sword.

Xiao Qionghua observed silently from the sidelines. Gradually, she realized that Lan Tianpeng was superior to Chen Tianli in weaponry, swordsmanship, movement, and combat skills. She wondered why he couldn't win. She believed that Lan Tianpeng was restrained from attacking freely because of Ding Mengmei's words and her earlier warning, but she didn't know that Lan Tianpeng was worried about the damage to the "Silver Rainbow Sword."

Just then, Chen Tianli, who was pressing forward step by step, coldly smiled and said, "Lan Tianpeng, the illustrious reputation of Ouyang Junyan in the past has been completely ruined by you today. You should know that when the 'Silver Rainbow Sword' is used in combat, it never lasts more than three or ten moves before it is drawn and used to commit suicide." Before she finished speaking, Lan Tianpeng suddenly shouted, "Watch out!" With a loud

shout, a cold light surged from his hand. Luxurious swordplay flew in a flurry, unleashing a series of attacks within the sword's signature style. Instantly, streaks of light rolled and swirled, like mist and colorful clouds, the whistling of swords carrying a buzzing dragon's roar. Chen Tianli was greatly surprised by Lan Tianpeng's sudden change in sword style. —Just as she was momentarily stunned, a chilling, gleaming, and dazzlingly bright sword light surged towards her like a bursting river. Chen Tianli was terrified; with a sharp cry, she retreated rapidly—Lan Tianpeng sneered, unwilling to let Chen Tianli escape, advancing and closing in like a shadow. Immediately afterward, he unleashed a move called "White Snake Spits Venom," aiming directly for Chen Tianli's throat. Just as Chen Tianli landed, the tip of Lan Tianpeng's sword was already touching Chen Tianli's jaw.

"Brother Peng, no…" Ding Mengmei cried.

Far from showing fear, Chen Tianli calmly said, "Lan Tianpeng, you are qualified to inherit my senior brother's mantle. And after all these years, my long-cherished wish has finally come true..."

Before she could finish, Xiao Qionghua, who had been watching quietly, suddenly cried out in alarm, "Cousin, quickly withdraw your sword!" But before the cry subsided, Chen Tianli suddenly tilted her head forward—Lan Tianpeng, hearing Xiao Qionghua's scream, knew something was wrong and, alarmed by the sound, shouted and leaped back three zhang. At the same time, Chen Tianli had already thrust her neck forward. Although Lan Tianpeng withdrew quickly, the "Silver Rainbow Sword," capable of cutting through iron like mud and severing a hair in an instant, still touched Chen Tianli's throat and trachea, leaving a small wound from the sword tip, from which blood dripped to the ground. Ding Mengmei, upon seeing this, was horrified, her soul nearly leaving her body. She cried out "Mother!" and rushed to Chen Tianli's side. Seeing that the injury was not serious, a great weight was lifted from her heart.

Xiao Qionghua had already discerned from Chen Tianli's expression and tone that she was filled with a sense of self-destruction, and Lan Tianpeng understood completely as well. He walked up to Chen Tianli and knelt on the ground. Ding Mengmei had already treated his wounds. Lan Tianpeng asked, "Master's wife, why did you do this? Why make me bear the infamy of killing you?"

Ding Mengmei also said with tears in her eyes, "Mother, why can't you think straight?"

Chen Tianli suddenly covered her face and wept bitterly. After a long while, she raised her head and said to Ding Mengmei, "Meng'er, I am a bad woman. I not only harmed your father, but also your master. I have lived in pain all these years. I have had enough. Death is the best relief for me. I know you like Peng'er. He is the successor of both your father and your master. Only by dying by his sword can I find peace."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Qionghua and Lan Tianpeng fully understood that Chen Tianli had already decided to commit suicide. In other words, she had already deeply regretted her actions. Therefore, all the resentment, hatred, and hostility in their hearts had disappeared, replaced by sympathy and understanding. Lan Tianpeng said, "Master's wife, I was rude just now."

Chen Tianli turned to Lan Tianpeng and said, "Peng'er, I'm entrusting Meng'er to you. You mustn't bully her."

Lan Tianpeng nodded and said, "Don't worry, Master's wife, I will definitely treat my junior sister well."

Chen Tianli nodded, and Ding Mengmei, her face streaked with tears, said, "Mother, where are you going?"

Chen Tianli said, "What's the point of living like this?"

Lan Tianpeng said, "Master's wife, what I said just now was just out of anger. You must think more positively. Master's revenge is still unavenged. How can you speak of death so easily? Besides, you have sincerely repented. Master and Uncle-Master will forgive you. You should complete the unfinished work of Master and Uncle-Master and do more good for the martial arts world. That way, Master and Uncle-Master will be happy in the afterlife." "Yes, "

Ding Mengmei quickly added, "Mother, you can't leave me. I'd rather die than be separated from you."

Xiao Qionghua also said, "Master's wife, I am Peng's cousin and also his wife. I was very rude just now, please forgive me. We sincerely welcome you and Mengmei to live with us."

Chen Tianli sighed and said, "I am the one who should ask for forgiveness. I have harmed so many people by myself. I must go to the rooftop to pay respects to my senior brother and ask for my sister-in-law's forgiveness."

Upon hearing this, Lan Tianpeng said, "Master's wife, I will go with you."

Chen Tianli said, "However, we must avenge my late husband first."

Lan Tianpeng said, "Yes." The turmoil ended in a comedy, which was perhaps the best outcome. Ding Mengmei accompanied Chen Tianli to look around, while Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua went inside to tidy up the house.

Lan Tianpeng said with lingering fear, "Sister Qiong, thank goodness you reminded me quickly, otherwise, it would have really caused a terrible incident."

Xiao Qionghua teased, "Yes, otherwise Mengmei would have fought you to the death, and then what would you have done?"

Lan Tianpeng blushed and said, "Sister is making fun of me again, but I really have to thank you for reminding me."

Xiao Qionghua teased him, "How will you thank me?"

Lan Tianpeng was not to be outdone and whispered, "How about I make you look radiant tonight?"

Xiao Qionghua blushed and said, "Little brother, you're getting naughtier and naughtier. What if Master's wife hears this?"

Lan Tianpeng said without letting up, "Okay, little brother understands. Next time I will definitely make sure only sister hears it."

Xiao Qionghua blushed even more and said, "Little brother, you're getting naughtier and naughtier. Sister is ignoring you."

The two were flirting when suddenly they heard the clang of metal and shouts coming from outside. Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua were startled and flew out of the house, following the sound. They found Chen Tianli fighting with someone, while Ding Mengmei watched from the side. Lan Tianpeng looked closely and realized it was indeed "Black Hand Sanlang." It was truly a case of "Heaven has a path, but you refuse to take it; hell has no way, yet you insist on coming."

Under Chen Tianli's relentless pressure, "Black Hand Sanlang" was already retreating steadily. Seeing this, Lan Tianpeng immediately said, "Master's wife, please step back and let me deal with this villain."

Chen Tianli was about to retreat when Lan Tianpeng suddenly noticed "Black Hand Sanlang" secretly taking something out. Startled, he drew his sword and shouted, "How dare you, villain!" He leaped in front of Chen Tianli, his sword flashing with a "sweeping force." A scream rang out, and "Black Hand Sanlang" was cut in half at the waist. Several bottles fell from "Black Hand Sanlang's" hand. At the same time, Lan Tianpeng suddenly smelled a peculiar fragrance. The moment the fragrance entered his nose, Lan Tianpeng felt a surge of heat in his lower abdomen, his body burning with lust. He was immediately alarmed and hurriedly cried out, "Beware of a sneak attack!"

Lan Tianpeng quickly moved aside, sat cross-legged, and circulated his inner energy. Chen Tianli, Xiao Qionghua, and Ding Mengmei were shocked. Xiao Qionghua held her breath and picked up several bottles. She saw that the bottles were labeled "Chicken Crow Five Drum Powder," "Yin Yang Bliss Powder," and "Five Steps to Death Powder." The bottle containing "Yin Yang Bliss Powder" was broken. Seeing this, Chen Tianli quickly said, "Quickly bury the bottle!"

Ding Mengmei asked, "Mother, is Brother Peng alright?"

Chen Tianli said, "You could say he's lucky. If he had been poisoned by 'Five Steps to Death Powder,' there would be no saving him. Peng'er was poisoned by 'Yin Yang Bliss Powder'..."

After burying the bottle, Xiao Qionghua asked, "What is 'Yin Yang Bliss Powder'?"

Chen Tianli blushed and said, "'Yin Yang Bliss Powder' is the most potent aphrodisiac in the martial arts world. Those who are poisoned, regardless of gender, will experience intense lust and must immediately engage in intercourse with a member of the opposite sex until they ejaculate. Otherwise, after six hours, their blood vessels will rupture, and they will die." Ding Mengmei and Xiao Qionghua both blushed.

Ding Mengmei spat and said, "This villain deserves to die."

Xiao Qionghua glanced at Lan Tianpeng, who was struggling to resist, and said to Ding Mengmei, "Mengmei, we're sisters, and we're both Peng's wives now..."

Ding Mengmei interrupted Xiao Qionghua, "Sister Qiong, you don't need to say anything more. Saving him is the priority. Whatever you do, I won't hesitate."

Xiao Qionghua nodded, and Chen Tianli said, "You must make Peng release his pent-up desire so the effects of the drug can wear off." Xiao Qionghua and Ding Mengmei nodded, their faces flushed. Xiao Qionghua pressed Lan Tianpeng's pressure points, picked him up, and carried him into the house. Ding Mengmei quickly followed.

Chen Tianli stood guard anxiously outside the door. The sounds coming from inside made her blush. She and Ding Shangxian had been separated for over ten years, and she was only thirty-eight years old this year. Having not experienced intimacy for so many years, the sounds of passion inside made her heart flutter, her mind reeling, unable to control herself. Her legs felt numb and tingling, and she was so wet she could barely stand. Chen Tianli sighed deeply, suddenly realizing how scorching her breath was, a heat that burned even deep within her body.

Although Chen Tianli was thirty-eight, the passage of time had left no trace on her. She only appeared more mature and radiant, with a beautiful face, snow-white skin, rounded breasts and buttocks, and a slender waist. There was no sign of childbirth; instead, she exuded maternal tenderness, like a blooming snow plum blossom—the most alluring moment for a woman.

Two unbearably long hours passed, the battle within the room showing no sign of abating. Chen Tianli couldn't help but envy her daughter's good fortune. Suddenly, Ding Mengmei's intermittent voice came from inside: "Mother...Mother...Quick...Come..."

Chen Tianli was startled and immediately entered the room, finding Xiao Qionghua collapsed weakly to the side, while Lan Tianpeng was thrusting wildly onto Ding Mengmei, who was clearly unable to continue. Chen Tianli was also shocked; she hadn't expected Lan Tianpeng to be so vigorous after being drugged with aphrodisiacs. Ding Mengmei stammered, "Mother... I can't take it anymore... Sister Qiong and I have already climaxed six times..."

Chen Tianli was shocked: "You've both climaxed six times?" Clearly, Ding Mengmei and Xiao Qionghua's bodies must have been damaged as well.

Xiao Qionghua said weakly, "Master's wife, Mengmei can't take it anymore either. We need to think of something quickly."

Chen Tianli quickly thought it over, then resolutely and swiftly took off all her clothes. Xiao Qionghua was shocked: "Master's wife..."

Chen Tianli smiled bitterly: "Now, only I am left..."

Xiao Qionghua's eyes filled with tears: "Master's wife..." She couldn't say anything more.

Ding Mengmei on the bed was already exhausted. Chen Tianli pressed Lan Tianpeng's acupoints, moved Ding Mengmei aside, lay down herself, placed Lan Tianpeng on top of her, aimed carefully, and then released Lan Tianpeng's acupoints. As soon as Lan Tianpeng's acupoints were released, he began to move automatically.

Chen Tianli felt a fiery, burning treasure suddenly thrust into her vagina. She felt every inch of her uterus filled by Lan Tianpeng's penis, causing a slight pain and an unbearable swelling. Under the violent, rough thrusts, an indescribable tingling sensation arose within her, making her weak and dizzy. Chen Tianli felt as if the treasure was rooted to the ground, pressing firmly against the depths of her secret cave. The tingling, itchy, and numb sensation was unbearable, and she couldn't help but slowly sway her hips, moaning softly. Each thrust from Lan Tianpeng slammed heavily against her delicate, sensitive core. Chen

Tianli's breathing became heavy and rapid, her body trembling uncontrollably. Lan Tianpeng continued his tireless, frenzied thrusting, each stroke penetrating to the hilt, like a giant iron hammer piercing the depths of her body. She didn't know how it happened, but under Lan Tianpeng's thrusts, Chen Tianli suddenly felt as if he had pierced her body. A tingling sensation in her uterus surged forth like a torrent, rapidly spreading to her limbs. Her fragile nerves felt like they were snapping, causing her body to spasm and moan incessantly. She quickly climaxed under Lan Tianpeng's relentless assault.

Chen Tianli suddenly realized that if this continued, she wouldn't be able to hold on much longer. So, she rallied, gripping Lan Tianpeng's shoulders tightly with both hands, her long, beautiful legs wrapped tightly around his waist. Her whole body trembled violently, her vaginal muscles contracting and clenching powerfully, as if trying to break Lan Tianpeng's manhood. The depths of her vagina gripped his tip tightly, sucking incessantly. Lan Tianpeng's movements became even more frenzied and violent; he thrust and pounded tirelessly. Soon, Chen Tianli climaxed for the second time.

Chen Tianli was still holding on, her arms and legs clinging tightly to Lan Tianpeng's waist like an octopus. Her slender waist and pink buttocks swayed and thrust upwards, responding to Lan Tianpeng's thrusts with rapid, slapping sounds. She needed to make Lan Tianpeng ejaculate as soon as possible. After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Chen Tianli's whole body convulsed and trembled. Her legs clamped tightly around Lan Tianpeng's waist, and her vaginal muscles contracted powerfully. At the same time, Lan Tianpeng suddenly shuddered, and a stream of hot semen shot deep into Chen Tianli's secret place, causing her to tremble violently. Her arms and legs clung tightly to Lan Tianpeng's body, and her vaginal fluids gushed out. The two of them finally ejaculated simultaneously.

Chen Tianli let out a long sigh of relief. Lan Tianpeng, having finished, immediately fell asleep. Chen Tianli, holding this second man in her life, was also extremely exhausted and quickly fell asleep. On either side of her were Xiao Qionghua and Ding Mengmei. One man and three women, fast asleep.

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