The Chronicles of Evil Clouds (Complete)

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Author: Purple House Demon Love

Evil Cloud War Chronicle (1)

A lamp flickered like a bean. In the room of the leader of the West Garden Sect, the six most senior West Garden Swordsmen were discussing, or

rather arguing.

"In my opinion, Chaoyun is the best candidate for the next sect leader. He's the most mature

in terms ."

"Second Senior Brother, that's not quite right," said Chiyunzi, the third-ranking disciple, stroking his long beard.

"In a month, the next sect leader will represent our sect at the gathering of all the major martial arts sects in the Taihang Mountains.

If things don't go well, we might have to fight the Western Regions' Demonic Sect on the spot. I think we should let Xiangyun do it!

He's the most dedicated in our sect's martial arts, at least a day ahead of the others." "

The problem is we can't afford to antagonize the Demonic Sect at this time. And to achieve that goal, the

mature Chaoyun would be much better."

"Even if we were to talk, it wouldn't be our turn. The four major sects—Buddhism, Confucianism, Taoism, and Legalism—have long dominated the martial arts world. How

could they possibly give us a chance to speak? Let's send someone with superior martial arts skills!"

"But we also need to cooperate with other sects! It's not like we're the only ones who might fight.

Xiangyun is too arrogant; other sects have long harbored resentment towards him. You, as his master, should reflect on your actions,

Third Brother!"

"You're only talking about me. What about you?" Chiyun's face flushed red. "Your disciple Chaoyun, though mature and steady,

is no match for Xiangyun in martial arts. He can't even beat Xuanyun, the slowest learner. How will he

protect ? I'm not favoring my disciple, but Chaoyun's martial arts are truly inadequate. You, as his master, tell me, is

n't that right, Second Brother?"

Qingyun was about to retort when, "What are the opinions of others?" Sect Leader Ziyunzi finally spoke

, interrupting the argument between the two usually at odds junior brothers.

"I agree more with Second Senior Brother's idea," said Jin Yun, the fourth disciple. This wasn't

unexpected , as the eldest disciple, Zhu Chaoyun, had been taught by Qingyun along with him, so naturally

, Jin Yun favored him. "I actually prefer Xiangyun. When I taught him martial arts, his comprehension was really good; he seemed

much ,"

said Bai Yun, the fifth disciple. "Unlike that Xuanyun, who defeated Chaoyun in the martial arts tournament in his third year of training

and even fought Xiangyun for over seven hundred moves. I originally thought he had great potential, but who knew he learned so slowly?

It took him twelve years to master all thirty-six basic introductory moves. It's infuriating!"

"Junior Sister Daiyun, what do you say?"

"I have no objection," Su Daiyun said slowly. She was one of the most beautiful women in the West Garden Sect, yet she

had never found a husband. In her early thirties, she was still single. Among the senior disciples, she was the youngest,

even older than Zhu Chaoyun and Ye Xiangyun, the two oldest. If it weren't for her usual aloofness, which gave her

an extraordinary charm, a young woman like her

would have virtually no standing in the sect. "Chaoyun and Xiangyun are both outstanding disciples, ranking among the best in both martial arts and knowledge. They are both capable of shouldering

this responsibility."

"Hmph! If he's considered skilled in martial arts, then our sect truly has no talent." Chiyun's words were barbed. Ziyun

spoke up at this moment, once again silencing Qingyun's anger. Qingyun was far more knowledgeable than Chiyun,

so Ziyun usually suppressed him, because at least he was more reasonable, and Qingyun was always accustomed to yielding.

"Chaoyun, Xiangyun, and Xuanyun are all our disciples. Junior brothers, please refrain from any talk of favoritism

! This is a matter of great importance, and next month is the best opportunity to test the new sect leader. Therefore, I believe everyone is

acting in the best interests of the sect."

"Who is Senior Brother's chosen candidate?"

"In my opinion!" Ziyun closed his eyes, thought carefully for a moment, and then said:

"Even if I have someone in mind, you might not be able to properly assist him!"

Everyone expressed their trust in Sect Leader Ziyunzi: "Whoever Senior Brother says is our

sect , and I will absolutely not object.

" "Me too."

Only Su Daiyun remained silent. Her shrewd mind had already discerned Ziyunzi's thoughts. If

his choice was either Chaoyun or Xiangyun, he wouldn't have asked for everyone's opinion. This choice must have been completely

unexpected by the Six Swords.

"I've made my decision." Zi Yunzi slowed his tone to amplify the imposing presence of his words, intimidating

everyone: "The next sect leader is Xuan Yun!"

In the deep of night, the fourth watchman's drumbeat echoed from afar. Moonlight shone halfway into the room, reflecting off

the naked . The woman, panting, her cheeks flushed and radiant after her climax, pressed her slightly damp eyes against

the man's heart.

"How could this be? It actually is..."

"I never expected Senior Brother to make this decision."

"Looks like I'll be busy these next few days."

"Perhaps. The results won't be announced until the day after tomorrow, so everyone will be very suspicious these next few days. Senior Brother's decision is

really something."

"Yes. I'll be very busy these next two days. How can I find time to be with you? You

, a young woman in the prime of your life, must be feeling very lonely in your boudoir."

"One more hour," having shed all her aloofness, the naked Su Daiyun was now simply a

gentle .

She embraced the man's chest, her alluring eyes gazing at his face: "Just keep me company! You

probably won't have this much time to spend with Daiyun in the future, so at least let Daiyun be happy tonight."

"Let me satisfy you properly, my little slut." "

It's all your fault, making me hopelessly in love with you, even disregarding the rules of the sect. Daiyun has given

you everything, so you'd better treat Daiyun well from now on!"

It was nearly dawn. Su Daiyun lay dazed on the bed. The effects of the orgasm drug had worn off, and her

waist ached from last night's excessive indulgence, making her reluctant to get up. She was too tired to even open her once bright eyes

. She needed to catch up on sleep before dawn.

Early to bed and early to rise, the morning air—these were her secrets to remaining radiant like a young girl at thirty-two or thirty-three.

The sleeping Su Daiyun had a dream, a dream from five years ago, where she rekindled her unbearable desires.

The disciples of the West Garden Sect gathered in the main hall, and all six swordsmen were present. Today, the three most

prominent disciples—Zhu Chaoyun, Ye Xiangyun, and Ximen Xuanyun—returned from their first expedition down the mountain. Apart from

Ziyunzi, who had to maintain the demeanor of a sect leader, and Su Daiyun, who was always aloof and cold, the other four were all smiling

. Zhu Chaoyun and Ye Xiangyun had both made a name for themselves down the mountain and received much praise, which naturally pleased their master.

"Greetings, Master and all senior uncles and masters. May you be blessed with good health and longevity." Chaoyun was the first to enter.

It was clear he had already bathed and cleansed himself. He always took great care of his attire for such grand occasions; his clothes were freshly

changed, fit perfectly, and were very stylish.

"Xiangyun reporting for duty." Xiangyun, the quietest among them, had arrived. His signature was his snow-white robes;

even without bathing, he was seen as the purest of men. Although his martial arts were the highest, he

was very taciturn and not well-liked, but he didn't care. He spent almost all his free time

practicing swordsmanship , every move and stance perfectly executed, a true embodiment of perfection.

"Xuanyun greets all the masters." Ximen Xuanyun entered with a smile, still wearing

the same Taoist . Although the dust and sand had been cleaned, they still looked dirty, but he seemed

relaxed and unconcerned.

"You both did a great job this time down the mountain." Ziyun, sitting at the head of the table, had a pleased expression on his face: "Chaoyun

settled the feud between the Penglai Sect and Jinliu Manor in Shandong, and Xiangyun wiped out

a horde of . Both of you have brought great honor to our Xiyuan Sect.

" "Thank you for the praise, Sect Leader. Actually, it was all thanks to Master's teachings. I didn't do anything special. "

Chaoyun spoke first, just like

Ziyun. "It was what Xiangyun should do.

" "Both of you senior brothers have achieved so much," Xuanyun said with a smile: "

I'm very happy to have benefited from your achievements down the mountain."

"But you, Xuanyun," Ziyun frowned slightly. Xuanyun was his personally taught disciple. He always had

too many , but he was always arrogant and disobedient to his master; however, he was quite

kind to the other disciples who were younger than him. Ziyun couldn't understand how he managed to blend arrogance and gentleness together.

"Why did you fight with the Daoist disciples? Explain yourself."

The others paled upon hearing this. The four schools of Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, and Legalism had always divided the world,

forming . The Daoist school, in particular, had the largest number of disciples and seemed poised to surpass the other four. How could he have offended them?

"It's none of his business," Xiangyun interjected. "That man, relying on the Daoist school's power, forcibly demanded

medicinal herbs . Although it was to save someone, his methods were far too domineering, attacking someone who didn't know martial arts. If Junior

Brother Ximen didn't intervene, I would have done it first."

He usually only associated with Xuanyun; in terms of martial arts, he was the only one Xiangyun respected.

When it came to matters involving Xuanyun, Xiangyun would completely abandon his usual silence.

"Is that so, Xuan Yun?"

"Yes, Master."

"What happened after that?"

"According to Senior Brother, we carried that person back to the Dao Sect, apologized to the Sect Leader, Tie Daojun,

and he personally said he wouldn't pursue the matter further." Xuan Yun spoke casually, but Zi Yunzi and the others knew Tie Daojun

's character; this "apology" was probably not just empty words.

"Alright! Since he's not pursuing this, let's leave it at that. But you all need to be careful in the future.

The four Dao Lords of the Dao Sect—Gold, Silver, Iron, and Steel—are always stingy and arrogant. If you encounter them in the future, just let them have their way!"

"Yes, disciple will heed Master's advice."

"Report any news from down the mountain! Chao Yun, you go first."

"Yes, Sect Leader!"

Su Daiyun felt incredibly bored, but she couldn't leave early for the grand ceremony attended by the Sect Leader, so she closed her eyes and meditated.

Suddenly, she felt two pairs of eyes lingering on her. At first, she thought it was just her imagination, but

the more she looked, the more something seemed off. Those eyes were filled with a mixture of love and desire, almost burning with heat—definitely not

the gaze . She abruptly opened her eyes, her bright gaze sweeping around, but the gaze had already vanished. She

closed her eyes , feeling that greedy gaze return. From a martial artist's intuition and a woman's sensitivity, she could

tell it wasn't the way her fellow disciples looked at her.

She was the posthumous daughter of the founding master, thus holding the highest seniority. Aside from Zi Yunzi, who had taken over the master's teachings and always treated her

like a daughter, many of her senior brothers had pursued her, but their gazes held a mixture of reverence and fear for a stunning

woman . None of the disciples' gazes were so unrestrained. It wasn't the kind of

gaze that saw her as a master or a fellow expert, nor the tenderness of fellow disciples; it was purely

the gaze of judging her as a beautiful woman.

Finally, the ceremony ended. After dinner, everyone returned to their rooms to prepare for bed.

Su Daiyun slipped into the bathroom adjacent to her room—her exclusive privilege. Only her room was soundproof

and had a private shower room; even the other female disciples only had shared bathrooms. Having shed her clothes,

Su Daiyun gazed wistfully at her reflection in the mirror. Her slightly pink skin was so beautiful, her firm breasts and tightly pressed

legs displaying her exceptionally alluring beauty. Approaching thirty, she was still

unmarried. Every few days, a strange sensation would assault her body, growing more frequent with age.

Su Daiyun could only relieve herself with her slender fingers, sometimes rubbing her genitals with a blanket, but these offered no

real relief , only temporary pleasure; the emptiness within remained.

From the moment someone's gaze teased her in the main hall that day, Su Daiyun felt uneasy.

That feeling, which usually only existed when she was alone at night, had lingered over her all day, refusing to leave. But who would have known that beneath her icy

exterior lay such a fiery passion?

Her cheeks flushed, Su Daiyun finished her shower and emerged wrapped in a towel. Her legs felt

weak ; the caresses had been too intense. She noticed

red marks on her soft breasts from where she had pinched them, which were now slightly sore. Suddenly, she felt it again—the sensation of being teased by a burning gaze

, now fixed on her half-naked back. Su Daiyun wondered who was using such greedy and lustful methods.

Who was looking at her? Was it the mature and experienced Chao Yun, the silent and unapproachable Xiang Yun, the smiling Xuan Yun, or

perhaps her fifth senior brother, known for his lecherousness before they entered the sect? She didn't know. Just now, in the bathtub, as he vigorously caressed her

fragrant body, Su Daiyun was completely lost in the moment. She even thought she was being passionately loved by a man,

her gushing fluids filling the entire tub, requiring her to change the water several times.

Who was it? She felt her heart pounding wildly, as if it were about to leap out of her mouth.

If it was Chao Yun, then so be it; in terms of martial arts, she could definitely resist his advances. But

what if it was Xiang Yun? She wasn't sure she could beat him, especially since she was almost completely naked. She couldn't let

her senior brothers in! Turning around, "So it's you." Su Daiyun almost cried out in surprise. She never expected that

the person who would sneak into her boudoir at this moment, intending to assault her, would be him!

"Master...no, I mean Daiyun. Anyway, I don't see you as my master or master's aunt now; I just want to pluck

this flower from your lap."

Without a word, Su Daiyun made her move, her slender fingers aiming straight for her opponent's eyes. She really disliked the way those

eyes were eyeing her, so lustful and unrestrained. The newcomer gently raised his left hand, the tiger's mouth touching

Su Daiyun's pulse point. Su Daiyun felt all the strength in her body completely vanish with that touch. The man's left hand slowly

caressed hers, as gently as if playing with fragile porcelain. Su Daiyun felt in horror that with that hand

's gentle touch, her will to resist slowly disappeared, and she couldn't even muster the strength to break free. Su Daiyun

couldn't close her eyes, watching the man emerge from the dark corner, his erect penis so

menacing in the dim moonlight. As he advanced, Su Daiyun staggered backward, her bare feet trembling on the cold ground, the shivers spreading to

the man's hand. Su Daiyun clutched the towel tightly with her remaining left hand, unwilling to remain

naked before that man. She only stopped when her bare back touched the wall, as cold as the floor.

The man pressed Daiyun's slender, white right hand against the wall, watching as she stretched out her arm, revealing the

fine, thick, dark, glossy flesh beneath. He slowly pressed down, squeezing

the nipples that protruded beneath the towel, which even the towel couldn't conceal, and inhaled the faint, virginal fragrance emanating from Daiyun.

"You were so unrestrained when you came here, but you won't share with others?"

"You...you saw?" Daiyun could feel the tremor in her voice. If he had seen her

wanton , then...Daiyun felt her cheeks burning red; extreme

shame weakened her, and she lost all will to resist or protect herself.

"I saw it. And I guarantee I can give you a pleasure you'd never experience on your own.

Believe it or not?" The man lowered his head, gently licking Su Daiyun's neck, his tongue sending shivers down her spine

.

Even losing her virginity under these circumstances wasn't a big deal. He lifted the limp, warm body of Su Daiyun and

carried her to the bed, dropping her towel to the floor. His hand teased the entrance to her secret place, causing

Daiyun to writhe involuntarily. The man wasn't in a rush; he was enjoying the foreplay. Su Daiyun, however,

was suffering. The man's body and hands roamed over her, not wanting to miss a single inch of her skin.

His tongue occupied her highly sensitive nipples, sucking until they hardened and her areolas swelled. Her previously dried

lower body was now dripping with lustful fluids, her warm vulva even more wet and sticky. The thick fluid clung to the man's fiery hot penis

, making it grow even larger and hotter as it lightly touched her delicate thighs. Su Daiyun could feel that the man's

actions were enough to make her lose control. Even if their martial arts skills weren't that different, just his touch

would make her irresistibly offer herself to him. Abandoning her dignity and pride as a martial arts master, Su Daiyun laboriously lifted her

upper body, which had become languid and weak from the man's teasing, and whispered in his ear.

"I...I can't take it anymore."

"What? I don't want to be accused of raping my aunt."

"You're so bad." Su Daiyun blushed, confident in her intelligence, knowing the man was waiting for her

surrender, waiting for her to offer herself up, body and soul for him to savor: "Dai...Daiyun surrenders, my...my

man, come on!"

"Say 'Welcome.'"

"Welcome to what?"

"Welcome to your little cunt!" He gently poked her with his finger, causing Su Daiyun to let out a

soft moan, a sound that was both pleasurable and painful.

Of course, she didn't want to surrender so easily. If she did, she would be completely under this man's control, with

no way to escape. But the man's flirting skills were undeniable. Su Daiyun felt a burning heat throughout her body, her heart

in turmoil . She involuntarily twisted her slender waist, letting the tingling, itchy walls of her vagina meet the man's touch.

The more he touched, the more it tingled and itched, but the surging, tingling sensation made Su Daiyun helplessly surrender to

the man's unrestrained hands. Under the powerful impact of lust, even a beauty as cold and aloof as Su Daiyun

finally broke down, responding to the man's actions with a mixture of resistance and acceptance. Her slender hand gently caressed the incredibly hot

penis ; clearly, the man on top of her had been holding back for a long time.

"Welcome...welcome...to your esteemed presence," she gasped, completely surrendering, offering her body. The shame

made her whole body burn, and the man pressed against her felt a surge of pleasure. "Have you finally asked me

to possess you?"

"Louder."

"Welcome." Tormented by lust, Su Daiyun felt tears slide down her burning

cheeks , turning into steam, having no effect whatsoever on cooling her burning desire.

"Louder, I like to hear it, to hear you can't take it anymore."

"Welcome," Su Daiyun cried out softly. Only then did the man pry open her

legs . His fingers, already sticky with fluid, were now pressed against her vulva. Her pink, tender, smooth, and adorable

labia parted, their beauty, glistening with juice, awaiting the man's powerful pleasure. The man shifted

his lower body , placing his erect and thirsty penis against her entrance, gently rubbing it. Su Daiyun, moaning with her eyes closed, felt

the scraping force increase, causing her to flow with lustful fluids. Slowly, he pushed in, gently

widening Su Daiyun's virgin passage, stretching it wider and wider. Su Daiyun felt a burning

pain in her lower body as the enormous thing stretched her, but she couldn't cry out. The man had already silenced her with a kiss, his tongue sweeping over her clenched teeth.

Her delicate tongue also lured him in.

Slowly, he parted her, his penis having broken through her virginity, the tight walls of her vagina tingling with

an . Though the wetness made Su Daiyun blush, the man knew that if he thrust in completely,

the beauty beneath him would not be able to bear it. He could only slowly grind, enjoying the

wonderful sensation of caressing her smooth, jade-like skin. Su Daiyun's pain subsided, and the ubiquitous tingling waves brought on by his hands

made her arch her back, tightly enveloping his deep penis, enjoying the burning heat that made her feel dizzy and intoxicated.

Letting this once icy-cold nun hold her, the man began to thrust. The thrusts

became larger, and Su Daiyun couldn't help but moan softly, rotating her hips, letting her secret passage be completely burned

by the fire. A tingling, itchy, and numb sensation washed over her nerves, causing her to shed her snow-white exterior and

wholeheartedly reciprocate the man's penis, letting out wanton moans. The exquisite sensations carried her to the heavens, and

she gasped for breath, her body gasping for air, her vaginal fluids gushing forth, reaching a blissful

state.

The man held back, only ejaculating after Su Daiyun reached an unimaginable climax

. Having never experienced intimacy before, Su Daiyun was overwhelmed by the hot semen, almost fainting

from the .

"Is it comfortable, my beauty?"

"Mmm..." Su Daiyun curled up in the man's warm embrace, too comfortable to utter a word

, letting his semi-erect penis remain inside her.

"Do you still want me, my little slut?"

"You've already done everything to me, what else can I say?" Su Daiyun

buried her flushed, beautiful face in the man's arms after her intense pleasure: "Do whatever you want with me, do whatever you want to me.

Daiyun is a withered flower, a weak woman, what can she resist?"

"I'm sorry, I was too hasty. Don't be angry, okay?" "

Okay. But..."

"But what?"

"Don't call me a slut or anything like that, it sounds awful."

"Then can I call you sister?"

"No, you can call me little sister. Under your hands, Daiyun has no resistance at all, I'm as weak as a ghost

."

"Don't be angry, my good sister. Let me make it up to you, okay?"

"What can you compensate me for?" Su Daiyun raised her tear-streaked, blushing face: "

You've taken everything

from me. Chastity is the most important thing for a girl. What am I going to do now?" "I'll come every night from now on, so you can have a happy night every night, okay?"

"You're so annoying."

"Can I do it again?"

"No, please?" Su Daiyun sighed, letting the man pull out his penis. Her blood and vaginal fluids

overflowed as he withdrew, staining the bed: "You hurt me so much just now. So fierce the first time, what am I going to do

now ? I'm afraid to sleep."

"The first time always hurts, but it gets much better after that." Wiping the messy, greasy bed clean,

the man gently patted Su Daiyun's bare back, soothing her. "Sister, you were very happy just now, weren't you?

Much better than me, right?"

"Mmm," the woman responded softly, her eyes half-closed. These words made her blush with embarrassment, too shy

to answer. But she couldn't let him think she could do it all by herself, could she? What if he didn't come again?

"I promise, every time I come, I'll give you that much pleasure, otherwise…" Busy with her hands, Su Daiyun

could only silence him with her delicate, luscious lips, letting him tease her for a while before she could

finally speak.

"Sister believes you, don't make such a vow. I'm just afraid... I'm just afraid..."

"I'm afraid if I can't come, your nights will be unbearable?"

"You naughty boy," Su Daiyun said coquettishly, "It's all your fault that I can't resist. You have to come,

otherwise I'll suffer terribly.

" "With such a captivating beauty as my sister, it would be hard for me not to come."

"I've entrusted my life to you, don't betray me."

The man's response was another round of caresses and flirtation, causing Su Daiyun to go limp again until she climaxed once more,

casting aside all her virginity shyness.

...It's been five years, my dear brother, I still love you to death. Su Daiyun woke up from her dream.

The blanket that her lover had covered her languid and exhausted body with before he left was soaked again. Luckily, he didn't help her get dressed, otherwise,

who knows what would have happened.

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