Divine Axe Hero (Traditional Chinese)

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(1) Princess

Outside Jeju City, there was a local temple, dilapidated from years of neglect. Now, the temple was occupied by two

beggars .

They were an old man and a young man, who went into the city to beg during the day and returned to enjoy what they received. The younger beggar

was more filial; every time he begged for something good, he would bring back every last bit to hand over.

At this moment, he was on his way home, with Jeju City behind him. The afterglow of the setting sun stretched his shadow long,

like a giant. He walked at a moderate pace, his dirty face filled with worry. It was no wonder he was worried;

after begging all day, he had only received a few leftover steamed buns. His godfather would surely laugh at him for being useless.

The temple was located three miles east of the city, at the foot of a desolate mountain. The little beggar quickly arrived at the dilapidated temple, and as he

was about to enter, he sensed something was amiss. A strong wind blew in from inside, causing his tattered clothes to flutter

. He didn't understand what was happening; he had never heard of wind blowing out of a temple, even though the temple was dilapidated and

well-ventilated. The grandfather and grandfather were quick-witted; to ensure they could rest well that night, they had sealed the broken windows

tightly.

Despite his young age, the little beggar was quite clever. He didn't immediately enter but instead turned and walked to the window

beside him , poked a hole in the paper window, and peered inside, suspecting that an enemy had entered. Could it be some powerful figure trying

to take over this local temple?

As he peered inside, he was immediately captivated by what he saw. In the main hall, two people

were doing something. They were both sitting cross-legged on the ground, about ten feet apart, their palms facing forward, emitting light

. It was a man and a woman; the man's light was red, like fire; the woman's light was white,

like shimmering water.

These four beams of light merged into two streams, continuing for a long time. Sometimes the white light was longer, sometimes the red light was longer, and both of their

faces were covered in sweat.

Looking at their faces, the man was about fifty years old, with a mustache, round, beady eyes, wearing

a Taoist hat , and a fierce, menacing appearance. Looking at the woman, she was around twenty years old, with flowing hair, bright eyes, and white teeth. Her bearing was dignified and elegant;

she was clearly not from an ordinary family. She wore a blue feathered robe tied with a red silk ribbon. Her breasts

were high and alluring.

The little beggar, seeing this, couldn't help but wonder what it looked like over there. Every time he asked his godfather,

his godfather would laugh and say, "Kid, when you're rich, find a girl, strip her naked, and you'll know."

What a joke! Who am I? I'm just a beggar, how could I possibly have money? Could I possibly have money just by begging

? The little beggar had thought this more than once.

Seeing the sweat on the girl's face, he felt a pang of pity. He really wanted to go up and wipe her face, but then

he remembered how dirty he was and that he would only make her face dirtier. He thought about how he was a little beggar, and how she would

surely hate him, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

The scene in the hall changed. The two men remained in the same position, but their bodies seemed to have wheels,

constantly shifting. Their expressions grew more serious, and their eyes widened. The little beggar could tell they were fighting;

otherwise, their faces wouldn't be so grim.

Seeing the fairy-like beauty's face filled with anxiety, worry, and panic, he felt a surge of chivalry.

He didn't know who was good and who was bad; judging solely from appearance, he was certain the man was a scoundrel.

He pondered how to help the girl.

He turned around, went behind the temple, picked up a stone, and wobbled back into the temple. He reached

the man behind him, intending to smash it on the head, but then thought better of it—there was no need to kill him. So he gritted his teeth, struggled

to lift the stone high, and with a

thud didn't occur. The stone bounced off the man's arm and fell to the ground with a thud.

The man didn't even look at him, continuing his struggle with the woman. Seeing a little beggar come

and spirits lifted. Seeing that it had no effect, the little beggar hesitated for a moment, then laboriously picked up the stone again and

held it above his head. This time, he wasn't going to hold back. He came up behind the man and

slammed he stepped back, afraid the brains would splatter on him.

A strange thing happened again: with a loud thud, the stone knocked the man's hat askew, and simultaneously shattered into pieces,

falling to the ground. What kind of head was that? It was harder than stone! He glanced at the girl opposite him; her face was already pale

, indicating the situation was getting increasingly bad. What to do?

The little beggar ran into his bedroom and grabbed a sword. He knew his arms and head were hard enough

; he didn't need to hit him anymore, he'd have to try something else. So he started wildly hitting the man,

but the man didn't react at all, like a stone statue.

Seeing this, the little beggar had no good ideas. Frustrated, he poked the man's ears, nose, and

eyes , but needless to say, it was useless. What to do? The little beggar looked at

the beautiful woman opposite him, hoping she could show him the way.

The woman glanced at him and winked. The little beggar obediently went to her side. She was indeed

beautiful, and her fragrance made him feel itchy and weak all over, wanting to do something. The little beggar was no longer

a child; he understood everything.

He pressed his lips close to her fair ear: "Beautiful sister, how can I help you?" The woman dared not

speak , fearing that if she let her guard down, she would be seriously injured, but she couldn't do anything to make the little beggar understand.

She thought for a moment, then glanced at the water vat in the corner. The man on the other side was both shocked and terrified, knowing that his

Samadhi True Fire technique was most vulnerable to water. If water were to pour on him, his life would be in danger. Thinking of this, he

quickly winked at the little beggar, but the little beggar wasn't interested in men.

Seeing the beautiful woman wink at the water vat, he exclaimed as if suddenly understanding, "I understand!" He

walked towards the vat. The man on the other side, seeing this, felt a sudden shock and almost fainted. In that moment of distraction, the beautiful woman

immediately gained the upper hand, but the man wouldn't lose for the time being.

The beggar reached the vat, looking at the enormous one he couldn't even lift, and turned to the beautiful woman, saying,

"This vat is too big, I can't lift it." He misunderstood, thinking the beautiful woman wanted him to lift the vat and smash it on him.

The beautiful woman, seeing his misunderstanding, shook her head at him. The little beggar touched the lid of the water vat and asked, "Did you mean to let..."

"Should I hit him with the lid?" The beautiful woman shook her head again.

The little beggar was in a dilemma. He silently looked at the man, who was glaring at him. He opened the lid of the jar and

saw that it was half full of water. A flash of inspiration struck him, and he said a single word to the man: "Water." The man's face immediately

turned ashen. He looked at the beautiful woman again, a smile of approval on her face.

The little beggar chuckled and said, "Hey buddy, you're feeling pretty hot, aren't you? Here, let me cool you down."

He filled a ladle with water and walked towards the man with a beaming smile.

The man had no desire to fight anymore; survival was more important. He suddenly jumped up, abruptly stopped his attack, then

screamed, spitting out blood, his face extremely pale. He clutched his chest, pointed at the beautiful woman, and shouted, "Long Caihong, my

apprentice will come for you! You can't escape!" Then he cursed at the little beggar, "And you little brat,

next time I see you, I'll skin you alive!" With that, he vanished in a flash, turning into a streak of red light.

The little beggar stuck his tongue out in the direction he disappeared, then turned and walked towards the beautiful woman. The woman, clutching her chest, had already stood up

, a slight smile on her face.

The little beggar stepped forward and asked, "Sister, are you alright?"

The beautiful woman nodded and said, "I'm fine, I'm fine. If it weren't for your help, I would have been finished."

Hearing the beautiful woman praise him, the little beggar scratched his messy hair and chuckled, "I

don't have , otherwise I would have caught him for you."

The beautiful woman walked over gracefully, looked him up and down, and asked, "What's your name? Where are you from?

Who else is in your family?"

In front of such a beautiful girl, the little beggar became respectful and said, "Sister, my name is

Zhang Xiaolu , and I'm from Jeju. I only have one godfather, and he raised me."

When the beautiful woman heard that he was called Xiaolu, she couldn't help but smile. This smile was so beautiful that it could make all the flowers pale and the bright moon

dim. The little beggar's eyes widened.

The beautiful woman took the initiative and said, "My name is Mei Caihong. I'm not from around here; I'm quite far away."

The little donkey withdrew his lustful eyes, composed himself, and asked, "Sister Mei,

who is that old Taoist priest who's been going against you? Why is he making trouble for you?"

Caihong replied, "His name is Jide Daoren. He's been

going against me time and time again because I refused to marry his disciple. I really dislike his disciple; he's not only ugly, but also a very wicked person."

The little donkey stretched out his arm and said, "What 'accumulated virtue'? I think 'immoral' would be more accurate. If he comes again, I'll definitely

help you beat him to death."

Caihong smiled and said, "Little donkey, you have a kind heart. I don't mind..." "I'll mistreat you.

How about you come out with me for a trip?"

The little donkey glanced at the door and said, "That would be great, but my godfather hasn't come back yet. He went begging for food; he

should be back by now, right? Maybe he's out drinking with his cronies."

Rainbow's beautiful eyes sparkled, and she said, "Don't worry about that; I'll inform him.

Let's go."

The little donkey gazed at her ethereal beauty, his mouth agape, and exclaimed, "Is it far? If it's too far,

we'll have to hire a carriage."

Rainbow stretched out her slender hand, pointed into the distance, and said, "It's so far, so far. A carriage is too slow. Let's ride in my bag

." What bag? While the little donkey was at a loss, Rainbow pulled out a bag from her person, only the size

of a palm. She shook the bag and said, "You can sit in it." With a casual wave, the bag suddenly grew larger and sprang

up, stuffing the little donkey inside. The little donkey asked, "Sister, what's this?"

Rainbow smiled and said, "Little donkey, sister is taking you to a fairyland. You won't want to come back."

Saying this, she picked up the bag and lightly walked towards the door.

Once outside, Rainbow leaped onto a white cloud, and with a single step, the cloud drifted away into the distance.

The little donkey inside the bag felt the wind rushing past its ears, its body trembling and swaying, unaware of where it was. Because of the strong wind, its thin

clothes caused it to shiver.

Rainbow noticed and asked, "Little donkey, are you cold?"

The little donkey replied, "Yes, the wind is so strong," making a clicking sound with his teeth.

Rainbow treated him like a child, without thinking anything of it, and casually placed the bag against her chest. The warmth passed through the layers of cloth to

the little donkey's face, which felt soft and comfortable. After feeling it for a while, she reached out to touch it.

What was this place? Soft and elastic, it bounced back when pressed. Hmm, it felt so good.

Even through the layers of cloth, the touch made Rainbow feel warm, itchy, and soft all over. She had never experienced

this feeling before. It was both pleasant and uncomfortable. She knew the little boy was being rude, but her pride wouldn't allow

her to be so indulgent. So she rested the bag on her lap, and the strange sensation disappeared, leaving her with a sense of loss.

About the time it takes to smoke a pipe, Rainbow descended from the clouds and stood in a courtyard. Just as she put down the bag, everything went black, and she swayed as

if about to collapse. The little donkey crawled out of the bag and quickly supported Rainbow, crying out, "

Sister, what's wrong?" Her face was as white as paper, her beautiful eyes closed, her small mouth opening and closing, but no sound came out.

The little donkey had no idea that she had been seriously injured in her battle with the Taoist priest, and that the injury had only manifested here.

The little donkey raised his voice and cried out, "Sister, wake up quickly!" He held her in his arms, his cries growing louder and louder.

Several maids quickly ran over, calling out in a flurry, "Princess, what happened to you?"

A petite maid glared at the little donkey, took Rainbow from his arms, and carried her into the house.

She instructed another maid, "Xiao Cui, quickly go and call Steward Hua." The maid in pink responded and

ran towards the courtyard gate.

The other maids followed her into the house, not forgetting to pick up the bag before leaving

. Seeing the little donkey's tattered clothes and filthy face, they didn't even glance at him. The little donkey stood there blankly, looking

around at the magnificent house, unsure of what to do. He was very worried about Rainbow's safety.

He slowly approached the doorway, wanting to go in but hesitant, pacing back and forth. A moment later,

Xiao Cui arrived with a beautiful young woman. The woman looked anxious, glanced at him briefly, and

went inside with Xiao Cui.

The donkey, tired of standing, sat on the steps, his mind

a jumble of thoughts about Rainbow Sister's beauty and safety. He silently prayed, hoping for divine intervention to save his sister.

After a while, the maids began to emerge. When Xiao Cui came out, she beckoned to the donkey, who stood up…

Pointing to his nose, he asked, "Are you calling me?"

Xiao Cui had a pair of bright black eyes and a fair, delicate face, far more beautiful than any

of the wealthy . The little donkey felt a warmth in his heart and went over.

Xiao Cui said softly, "Young Master Xiao Donkey, our princess invites you."

Princess? Is Sister Rainbow the emperor's daughter? The little donkey wondered. He casually said, "Just call me Little Donkey,

no need for 'Young Master'." Xiao Cui chuckled, finding the name quite amusing.

The little donkey nervously entered the room and saw three people inside: Sister Rainbow lying in bed,

the maid from before, and the young woman.

The little donkey approached the bedside; Rainbow was already awake, her beautiful eyes, though not as bright as before, were much better.

The little donkey asked, "Sister Rainbow, are you feeling better?" Rainbow smiled and said, "Much better. This is my

home now. I won't be able to take care of you for the next few days; they'll take care of you. I need to rest for a few days."

The little donkey said, "Just tell me what I can do for you. I'll go

through fire and water ." The little donkey used the kind of江湖 (jianghu, the martial arts world) saying he'd heard before, but it was all true.

Rainbow nodded and said to the young woman, "Hua Gu Zi, you, Xiao Cui, and Xiao Xie, take good care of him.

Without him, you'd never see me again." The three of them agreed in unison.

Rainbow waved her hand, and Xiao Cui came over and led the little donkey away. The little donkey waved back to Rainbow before following her out the door.

Xiao Cui led the little donkey out of the courtyard, winding its way to a pond. The pond had outlets on both sides, meaning it was

a flowing pond. The water was crystal clear, with several small flowers floating on the surface.

Xiao Cui pointed to the pond and said, "Young Master Donkey, please go in and take a bath. I'll go get you your clothes."

With that, she turned and gracefully left.

The little donkey was overjoyed to see the clear, transparent water. He quickly stripped naked and jumped

in . He swam like a fish. He had loved playing in the water since he was a child and was a good swimmer, but in recent years his godfather

had been strict, repeatedly warning him not to go into the water carelessly, lest he lose his life.

The little donkey sank and floated up, sometimes even catching fish. He thought to himself, "If

Rainbow Sister could play in the water with me, that would be wonderful. The place I touched in the bag just now was so beautiful! I

wonder what part it was; it felt so good. When will I have the chance to touch it again? That would be amazing!"

Just as the little donkey was lost in thought, Xiao Cui returned carrying clothes. The little donkey was shy and didn't dare to show his body, only

giving Xiao Cui a silly grin. Xiao Cui noticed that his face was much cleaner after he washed. And to be fair, this kid was quite good-looking, with a high nose,

square mouth, and a pair of large, dark eyes that darted around cleverly, showing he wasn't stupid.

Xiao Cui, seeing that he was quite handsome, felt her heart flutter and said to the donkey, "Young Master Donkey, let me rub you."

The donkey waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "No need, I can do it myself." He stood on a rock, leaving only

his head above the water. With that wave, he lost his balance, leaned back, and fell into the water.

Seeing this, Xiao Cui quickly called out, "Little Donkey, Little Donkey, are you alright?"

The little donkey popped its head out of the water with a whoosh, blinked its eyes, and gasped, "I almost choked to death!

Luckily I'm a good swimmer."

Seeing that he was alright, Xiao Cui was relieved and said, "Young Master Little Donkey, come on up, I'll serve you."

The little donkey shook its head and said, "No need, you go about your business. I can do it myself."

Xiao Cui said sweetly, "No, the princess ordered me to, I can't disobey, otherwise I'll be punished

."

The little donkey said, "Alright then, I'm coming up." He mustered his courage and walked towards the shore. When his thighs

appeared, that thing more than a hand's length came into view. Although Xiao Cui had never seen it before, she knew it was something unique

to men , and couldn't help but cry out in surprise, turning her head away.

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