Heroine's Springtime Passion

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It was a clear, bright evening. The sky was a pristine blue, and the tranquil firmament was studded with stars that twinkled like diamonds.

A gentle breeze blew. The shadows of the trees swayed. Jade Maiden Peak of Wudang Mountain is a secluded place rarely visited by people. At this moment,

two young girls are practicing swordsmanship. One, around sixteen or seventeen years old, is dressed in a light green silk robe and white silk shoes, resembling

a fairy from the blue waves. However, she looks anxious because she has been cornered by the other girl. This girl,

dressed in pure white, seems to float in the air, even more like a fairy untouched by worldly affairs. Yes, she is the protagonist of this article

, Xu Jiarong. Xu Jiarong is already nineteen years old this year. According to her master, Abbess Hongwen, she is already

a rare genius in the world, possessing beauty, martial arts skills, and literary talent. No wonder,

since she has been teaching her various martial arts knowledge. Xu Jiarong began to learn various martial arts, and as she grew up, her martial arts skills

reached the pinnacle. Abbess Hongwen taught Xu Jiarong everything she knew, including music, chess, calligraphy, painting, divination,

and the Five Elements. When Xiao Jiarong was ten years old, the abbess brought another girl named Han Yan. Han Yan was

three years younger than Jiarong. Xu Jiarong's movements were too fast; Han Yan couldn't hit her at all. Her sword kept

circling in front of Han Yan's eyes. Han Yan was panting heavily, her body swaying. "Senior sister... I can't go on anymore, let's rest for a while!"

Xu Jiarong withdrew her sword and chuckled, "Junior sister, you can't go on already? Who told you not to practice properly? Senior sister

, it's all because Master is biased and taught you all the true skills." Han Yan pouted, "I heard Master has

a long-lost martial art called the Demon Mountain Sword. Did she teach you it?" Han Yan pleaded with Xu Jiarong. Xu

Jiarong, with her slender, fair hands, thought for a moment and said, "Alright!" "Junior sister, Master has already taught

me. Let me show you!" Han Yan excitedly hugged her senior sister. Xu Jiarong told her junior sister to step

aside , and with a "whoosh," she swiftly strode across the doorway and began practicing. Han Yan was dumbfounded, her neck stiff and eyes wide,

her tongue lolling out, her toes barely touching the ground while her heels were dangling. Why? She was completely captivated. Xu Jiarong

not only practiced with incredible speed and agility, but her moves were also unlike anything she had ever seen before. All she saw was flashing light and a chilling aura.

She continued practicing until she finished and stopped. Looking at Xu Jiarong, she didn't exhale a breath, her face remained unchanged, and she put her sword back in its sheath,

sat down on the large blue stone, and said with a smug smile, "Junior sister, how did I do?" "Good! Absolutely good! Excellent!

Excellent! Just good!" Xu Jiarong praised her junior sister endlessly. Xu Jiarong was quite pleased,

raising an eyebrow as she asked Han Yan, "Want to learn?" "Of course I want to learn, please instruct me, Senior Sister." "Alright, but let me make

this clear: don't let Master know about this. You can't learn all the sword techniques in a hurry.

The sword technique I just practiced is called the Demon Mountain Sword, a unique skill of the Five Sects. It has four forms, and each form can

be further divided into eight. Calculate how many forms that is. If you want to learn, you can only learn about twenty forms. Junior Sister, how about this

? I'll break down this sword technique and teach you twenty-four moves of the Demon Mountain Sword, extracting all the essentials and core techniques.

What do you think?" "Thank you, Senior Sister." After Han Yan finished her greeting, Xu Jiarong began teaching her the sword techniques.

From stance and posture, how to wield the sword, the secrets of the sword, and how to use the Demon Mountain Sword,

she explained and demonstrated everything from beginning to end before teaching Han Yan. Han Yan was an exceptionally clever girl, able to

memorize apply it to other situations. Especially today, learning swordsmanship under the moon on the mountaintop was a rare opportunity,

so Han Yan put her mind to it even more, not daring to miss a beat. Xu Jiarong taught her junior sister until dawn, and Han Yan finally

memorized the sword moves. Seeing that it was already daylight, the two sisters returned to the Taoist temple to rest, and Han Yan went back to her room. Unable to

sleep, the girl kept thinking about what the twenty-four forms of the Demon Mountain Sword looked like,

practicing them six or seven times in her room, finally mastering all twenty-four forms of the Demon Mountain Sword.

Xu Jiarong slept until noon. After lunch, a young Taoist nun came and said her master wanted to see her. Jiarong

went to her master's room. Master Hongwen went to the bedside and pulled a mechanism, revealing a

hidden door led Jiarong inside. This wasn't the girl's first time here; her master had taught her the Five Elements Heart Sutra

here. The two entered the training room, where the nun triggered another mechanism, and a

red door appeared on the wall.

"Come on," the nun said, pushing the door open and entering. Jiarong followed. The room wasn't very large,

with a pool of milky white liquid in the center. The surrounding walls were covered with diagrams, which were clearly martial arts illustrations. The nun

sat down on a cushion in front of the pool, and the girl sat down on a cushion beside her. The door slowly closed, and the

pool of liquid emitted a soft white light, illuminating the entire stone chamber.

"Rong'er, you've been learning from me for fifteen years. Do you want to know about your parents? Haven't you asked

me many times?" Of course, Jia Rong looked at the nun with excitement. "Your family lives in Huanggang Town, Zhejiang Prefecture. Your father,

Xu Dacheng, is a silk merchant. When you were four years old, you fell seriously ill and started talking in your sleep like a madman. Your

parents only had this one precious child, so they invited all the famous doctors in the area, but all their diagnoses and medications were ineffective. It seemed the

child was going to die, and her condition worsened: her eyes were sunken, her cheekbones were prominent, her face was as yellow as paper, her lips were indigo, and her hands and feet

were cold, with only a little warmth in her chest. She lay there like a dead person. Your mother burst into tears and

told the steward to prepare for your funeral! At this moment, everyone in the Xu household was filled with sorrow and sighs, and everyone was shedding

tears. Just then, a Taoist nun came to the door, carrying a large wooden fish that looked like a wooden stump, but was actually

made of wrought iron and fine steel. A string of iron chains was coiled around her wrist. She wore a gray Taoist robe and carried a

gourd as she came to your door."

Everyone knows your family is in trouble; hundreds of people have gathered. What is this Taoist nun trying to do? The servants reported to

the steward , Xu Gui, who stormed out in a rage. "Who sits and begs for alms while blocking the door? And attracting so many people!"

He pointed at the nun's nose and said, "Are you looking for death? Get lost! Let me tell you, the Xu family does good deeds,

providing cotton in winter and cotton in summer, and holding soup kitchens in February and August. They treat you nuns with extra kindness, but they haven't received good results.

Our young lady is about to die, what are you doing here? If you don't get out of the way, I'll notify the authorities to

arrest !

" Xu Gui was usually quite good-tempered, but today was an exception. He flew into a rage, saying many unpleasant

things. The nun chuckled, "We have no past or present grudges, why speak so hurtfully? Huanggang Town is such a large

place, with four or five hundred households. I don't go to other people's homes, but I've come specifically to the Xu family's gate. Isn't this fate? I just heard that you..."

"Our young lady is dying, she's so young, how can this be?" Xu Gui was even angrier: "How can this be? Some people eat

grains and don't get sick, so why can't the young ones die?" The nun wasn't angry: "Manager, don't be angry,

even if you're upset, you should calm down. I ask you to speak to your master, I need to see them." "You just want money! My

master is extremely anxious and has no time for you." "As long as your master is willing to see me, I guarantee your young lady will be safe and sound.

I can cure all diseases and have the ability to bring the dead back to life." Xu Gui thought: This nun might not be talking nonsense, many reclusive

masters are monks, "desperate times call for desperate measures." How lucky I would be if she could cure her! Thinking of this, Xu Gui's attitude changed

: "Master, please understand that I spoke incorrectly just now, because my young lady is about to die, and I'm upset.

Just now you said you didn't want money, but to treat the young lady?" "

Indeed." "That's wonderful, I was blind. I'll inform my master, please wait a moment." Xu Gui went

inside to tell his master, and his father immediately ordered, "Please, please come in quickly!

Please don't offend her." Xu Gui came out and clasped his hands in greeting to the nun: "My master invites you inside to speak."

The nun stood up, carrying her iron wooden fish, and entered the Xu residence. After they sat down in the living room, Mr. and Mrs. Xu

came out with their maids and servants: "This nun is not young. She has a kind face, a serene and otherworldly air, and carries

a whisk and a sword. Mr. and Mrs. Xu have great respect for nuns. No matter how sad she is, she remains calm when meeting people

. I heard that Miss is unwell, so I came to see her." "You are compassionate, Master. We are deeply grateful for your kindness, but

we don't know what to say?" "I will first go to Miss's room to see her." The nun entered the room, first glancing at Jia Rong's

face, then surveying her complexion before sitting down to take her pulse. The room was very quiet, and it took a long time to finish

. The nun stood up and left. Xu Gui accompanied her to the living room, first serving her tea: "Master, you've worked hard.

Is there any hope for my young lady's illness?" "Amitabha! Don't worry, Steward. Please invite your master here; I have something to say."

A short while later, the Xu family came out. Upon seeing the nun, they asked, "What exactly is wrong with my daughter

? Is there any hope?"

"Alas… her illness is not minor, but not life-threatening. I can use my little magic to bring her back to life." "Really?

Master, you are truly a living goddess." "I dare not accept such praise. I have some medicine readily available in my pocket." "Saying this, she pulled the tattered bag to the front,

took out some medicine bottles, boxes, and small gourds, square and round, and laid them all out on the table. Finally, she picked up a

porcelain bottle , unscrewed the cap, and poured out nine pills. The pink pills were only the size of millet grains, with a fragrant

aroma that would instantly refresh the mind and spirit. The nun handed the medicine to a maid, saying, 'Give this to your young mistress; it's called

the Resurrection Pill. Before the lamps are lit, I'll have your young mistress get out of bed.' The maid happily went to the room, poured the medicine

into Jia Rong's mouth, watched her swallow it, tucked her in, and quietly stood guard. The Xu family

had prepared chairs outside the window, with maids and servants keeping them company as they waited for news. Time passed slowly, but finally the

sun set and the moon rose, and the silver lamps were lit in the room. Not long after, Jia Rong's bed creaked

open, and everyone stood up. The Xu family also entered the room." The maid lifted the curtain and saw Jia Rong turn over

, still in pain. The Daoist nun immediately ordered, "Prepare a spittoon, quickly!" The maid and two old women rushed

over to support her. Jia Rong opened her mouth and "Wah—" vomited a lot of green liquid, then lay down,

making humming sounds through her nose, and then opened her eyes. The Daoist nun laughed heartily, "A thousand miles apart, yet fate has brought us together! Miss, quickly

open your eyes!"

Jia Rong, having taken the resurrection pill, saw its effects and opened her eyes with a "Ah!" The whole family was overjoyed.

Madam Xu rushed to the bedside and hugged her child, "Daughter, you're so well!" Jia Rong also hugged her mother

, "Mother, I'm better." The Daoist nun smiled silently. Jia Rong recovered and was able to get out of bed after three days, and after

a few more days, she could eat. In less than half a month, she was fully recovered. The Xu household was filled with joy, and they revered the Daoist nun as

a miracle doctor. The Taoist nun didn't leave. She wasn't picky; vegetarian food was fine with her. People noticed that this nun was quite strange.

She rarely spoke, occasionally prescribing medicine for Xiao Jiarong, and at night she would meditate in her room, sometimes all night long

. Everyone could guess that she was a reclusive master. They saw her practicing her skills every night, but

no one could explain what kind of skill it was. What should they do with this nun? Master Xu thought: I must repay her even if it means going bankrupt. One day, Mr. and Mrs. Xu

, along with their daughter Jia Rong, invited the Daoist nun to the main hall. After they were seated, Mr. Xu smiled and spoke, "Old lady, you

are our family's savior. You know, our daughter is our only child. She

's like a single seedling in a thousand acres of land; if anything were to happen to her, the Xu family would be wiped out. You have saved her with your great compassion, and

we truly don't know how to repay you. May I ask what you wish for, Master? We will do our best to fulfill your request."

Xu Gui also said, "Master, your Buddha-light shines everywhere, and you possess the miraculous art of bringing the dead back to life. Our young lady's rescue is a gift from you.

Please tell us what you wish for." The nun, Wuliang Tianzun, thanked Mr. Xu for his kindness and the nun for her generosity. "I

have no However, I do have one request: that you repay me only by having your daughter become my disciple, and that I teach

her martial arts. This martial arts is not just about punching and kicking; it is also a discipline, and my ability to cure your daughter's illness is also included

within martial arts." If I hadn't diligently practiced in my youth, I wouldn't have been able to save your daughter.

What ?

"That's wonderful, of course! It's my daughter's destiny!" The Xu couple were overjoyed. "That

nun is my teacher. I'll take you to the mountain to learn martial arts. I just received an invitation to a martial arts tournament this year.

I'd like you and your junior sister to attend, to broaden your horizons, and also to visit your parents." Jia Rong was

delighted. The nun instructed, "The martial world is dangerous; you must be careful. The date is approaching; you

can set off tomorrow."

The next day, the two sisters packed their travel money and bid farewell to their master. Many of the sisters in the Taoist temple were envious, for the outside

world was too tempting; who wouldn't want to go out and see it? Like birds released from their cages, the two sisters sang and laughed all the way,

unknowingly traveling over a hundred li (approximately 50 kilometers). At their pace, they could have gone a little further. Seeing that it was almost noon, Jia Rong

discussed with her junior sister finding a place to eat and rest. Ahead lay Danjiangkou Town in Hubei Province. Danjiangkou Town was a large and

bustling place. The two sisters watched some acrobatic performances and strolled around the City God Temple for a while, feeling thirsty and hungry.

They found a restaurant called Jia Ji Restaurant on the main street.

It was a two-story restaurant; the waiters greeted customers at the entrance, and the restaurant was packed. "Find me a..."

In a quiet place, Jia Rong said to a waiter, "Yes, that's right." The waiters were very experienced. Seeing that the two

girls were poised and elegant, exuding pride, nobility, and a heroic spirit, they didn't dare to neglect them and

led them upstairs. Upstairs, it was much quieter. They found a table by the window and sat down. The two sisters ordered

a few dishes and a pot of wine. They ate and drank, enjoying the cool breeze by the window and the view of the street.

Ah—how pleasant! Just then, a commotion broke out on the street, followed by a woman's cry for help: "

Help ! Help! Save my life!" The two sisters looked down and saw a group of burly men in black, armed with knives and guns, carrying

a girl on a table. It was a girl in blue, about eighteen or seventeen years old, with a beautiful oval

face and smooth, snow-white skin. She wore a close-fitting light blue silk dress that tightly hugged her full breasts and slender

waist, but her hands and feet were bound with ropes. A young master on horseback followed behind her. "Hey... waiter

, what's going on?" Han Yan asked one of the waiters. "Oh... young lady, you don't know, the young master on horseback behind is

the son of the prefect, did you see him? Those people are his servants, they rob men and women all day long, doing all sorts of evil, no one

can afford to offend them. Sigh... they've robbed another girl, there's really no law anymore, I wonder which family will be unlucky

this time. Sigh... sigh..." The waiter shook his head and walked away. The two sisters were furious after hearing this and decided to help in this injustice.

"Sister, no need for you," Han Yan pressed the window and jumped out.

"Stop!" Han Yan shouted, blocking the road. The group was startled, but when they saw that it was

a beautiful girl in purple, they burst into laughter. The young master on horseback jumped off his horse and strode over

to Han Yan. The girl saw that he was wearing a fine, deep red silk robe, was not short but very thin, with a

pointed mouth and monkey-like face, and had a lewd look. He grinned and asked Han Yan, "Miss Han Yan, why are you blocking our way?" As he spoke,

his eyes revealed a lustful look. "Why are you kidnapping her? I want you to release that girl." "Oh—surely!

A beauty like you pleading with me? I will definitely release her, but you have to come home with me to have a wedding ceremony. Come,

let me kiss you first." As he spoke, he reached out to embrace Han Yan. The girl deftly dodged and kicked the young master. She

didn't use much force, but the frail young man was sent flying more than three meters away. He lay on the ground, crying out in pain.

His thugs immediately surrounded him, shouting, "Young Master... Young Master... Are you alright?" "You

damn bitch, you dare hit me? Do you know who I am? You've got a death wish! Beat her up

!" The thugs swarmed around Han Yan, but they were no match for her. They were quickly beaten

, staggering and crying for their parents. Some had broken arms, others broken legs. Seeing this, the young master

yelled , "You damn bitch, you just wait! I'm not done with you!" They abandoned the girl and scattered...

Han Yan didn't chase after them. She went to the girl's side and untied the ropes binding her. The girl thanked her for saving

her life and was about to kneel before Han Yan. "No... no... This isn't the place to talk. You should

go home !" Thanks to their benefactor for saving them, the girl in blue turned and disappeared into the crowd. Jia Rong and Han Yan discussed that

if this lecherous thief wasn't eliminated and continued to harm the village, they would sneak into the prefect's residence tonight and kill him. They

would find a random inn and go there after the lamps were lit. "Alright, since we're going to get involved, we might as well see it through," the sisters said as they left Jia

Ji Restaurant. Looking across the street, they saw an alley with an inn inside that read "

Wang Family Inn." "Let's stay here," they decided. The sisters went into Wang Family Inn, called the accountant, booked

a room, and went to rest. They waited patiently until the lamps were lit, their hearts burning with anticipation

.

After finally getting to Wang Family Inn, the sisters went out to eat. After finishing their meal, they returned to Wang

Family Inn and lay down on the bed without saying a word, not even lighting a lamp. Han Yan was about to

pour herself a bowl of water when the girl's hand touched the handle of the kettle. She looked at the table and was startled: "Senior sister, what's this?" Jia Rong rushed to the table

and was startled to find a sharp dagger stuck to the table with a note attached. She

pried the dagger off, picked up the note, and read it by the light. It contained four sentences, sixteen characters in total: "Tiger's den, dragon's pool; a perilous

situation . Be careful, lest you be ambushed." "Ah, what does this mean?" Han Yan read it aloud as well.

"This must be a warning to us sisters. Someone wants to ambush us. Who did this? We sisters know that

the person who left the note must be a reclusive master; otherwise, they couldn't have acted so quickly. This person likely

knows the inside story and is warning us. We sisters must be careful. The first sentence is clear: 'Tiger's den, dragon's

pool' must refer to this inn. Could it be a thief's inn?" Han Yan nodded: "That makes sense.

" "Alright, I'll go check the courtyard." Han Yan went to the courtyard, locked the gate, and circled their house

, finding nothing suspicious. Han Yan returned to the house, locked the doors inside and out, and began to inspect the premises. From

the outside, nothing could be found, but the sisters' meticulousness was a major concern. They searched carefully and found

something amiss. Under Jia Rong's bed, there was a tunnel covered with square bricks. After removing the bricks, they

found the entrance to a dark, bottomless tunnel. Jia Rong immediately understood: no matter how securely they locked the door, someone

could have come up from here at night. She hadn't expected there to be a thief in this place. Luckily, someone had warned them, otherwise, the sisters would have been

ambushed . Was this really a thief's inn? It was absolutely true. The two sisters were spotted the moment they entered the shop. The waiter, Wang Er

, was immediately struck by their beauty. He had never seen such a pretty girl before. The tall, slender girl in the white

dress had a delicate, pretty face with fair, smooth skin and a graceful figure. Her

large, bright eyes blinked, revealing an irresistible charm. What captivated men most was her sexy figure. She was

slim and fit, neither too plump nor too thin. Her full breasts stood high, and her buttocks were high, round, firm

, smooth, and without an ounce of fat. Her long legs accentuated her slender waist.

Her long, black hair was styled in a bun, tied with colorful ribbons, which looked very beautiful. Her white dress made her appear even more

pure and innocent .

The girl in purple was a little younger than the girl in white. She had a pair of beautiful, large eyes, and her

slender figure was incredibly alluring. Her oval, rosy face radiated youthful glow, and her almond

-shaped eyes, full of tender affection, were like clear spring water in a pearl pool. Her tightly closed lips were like ripe, red, and tender cherries in August

, and her delicate hands were slender and long. With skin as white as jade, she was not only beautiful but also had a stunning figure.

She was athletic, tall and slender, with long, flowing black hair and shapely, sexy legs that accentuated her curves, making her alluring

and captivating—a true lady of high society. Wang Er's bones melted. He told the shopkeeper about it, and the

two sisters decided that one would guard the entrance to the tunnel while the other would go inside the shop to see if there was anything suspicious. Han Yan stayed in

the room , while Jia Rong lightly leaped onto the roof and ran to the back courtyard. In the last courtyard, there was a room with a light still on.

Why weren't they asleep so late? Jia Rong poked a hole in the paper window and peeked inside. What she saw was astonishing.

On the table in the room was a large red candle, and two people on the embroidered bed were embracing. The man was in his thirties, and the woman was only

fifteen or sixteen years old. The curtains were still drawn, so she could see very clearly. Jia Rong had always been proud of her beauty, but

the girl in bed was just as beautiful and sexy. She never expected that a girl so young would have such an exaggerated figure.

Her breasts were high and firm, with rosy nipples, a slender waist and full hips, and her two snow-white thighs were crossed. She was smiling

at the man. The man's left hand tightly grasped one of the girl's high and full breasts, while his right hand flicked and teased her petals

. The girl let out intoxicating moans and cried out in her soft and seductive voice: "Cousin... I

feel so good... Oh... Oh... Oh... Oh..." The man lowered his head and kissed and licked her face lightly and deeply. He

brought his mouth close to her ear and said: "Good sister, don't be impatient. Your cousin will make you feel like you're dying of pleasure soon." Jia Rong, looking through the window, stared wide-eyed inside

. The man's hands gently caressed the girl's smooth, white, and

curvaceous His lips moved to her cherry-like mouth, and the girl returned the kiss, her tender tongue gently darting out to meet

his. Their kiss ignited their passion. She wrapped her left arm around the man's neck,

passionately sucking on his tongue. At the same time, her right hand reached down to his lower body, grasping his large

penis with her delicate fingers and kneading it. This was the first time Jia Rong had ever seen a man's penis, and her heart trembled, her breathing

quickening . Inside, the two continued their intimate act, the man reaching the peak of pleasure from the girl's touch! He let out a low growl, tightening his

grip on the girl's smooth, slender waist. He moved his lips away from her fragrant mouth, kissing his way down her flushed face

. After lingering for a moment on her long, beautiful neck, he continued downwards. When his kisses reached the girl's snow-white,

tender breasts, he passionately sucked on one erect nipple, while simultaneously grasping the other full breast and

gently caressing its rosy nipple with his fingers. The girl's lower body was wet, and she gasped for breath, constantly emitting sweet

moans: "Good cousin... I... I feel so good... harder... good... don't stop..." Her hands tightly embraced

the man's head. He pressed his advantage, savoring the deliciousness of both nipples, before

kissing his way down the girl's full, jade-like body. He licked her alluring navel repeatedly with his tongue, then parted the girl's long, jade-like legs,

burying his face in the wet pubic hair, his tongue licking the entrance to her paradise.

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