Ren Zhongjie's Legendary Role: The Beautiful Scorpion (Traditional Chinese)

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Prologue: A Deadly Beauty

Early Autumn. The night was cool and still. Not a single star could be seen in the pitch-black sky, only a pale, waning moon,

coldly and forlornly hovering among the thick clouds. A gentle breeze stirred, the stream flowed slowly and silently,

the wheat in the fields bowed its heavy heads, and the air carried a faint, fresh, earthy scent. The

croaking of frogs and the chirping of cicadas, which had raged through the night, gradually subsided. The quiet, peaceful village, as always, welcomed

another uneventful night. The villagers, weary from a day's work, had already drifted into dreams,

searching for their joy, ideals, aspirations, and hopes within.

This was an ordinary village, inhabited by ordinary people. On the vast and boundless

land , countless mountain villages and villagers exist like this! Even if this

barren land, devoid of fragrance and silence, were to disappear from the horizon tomorrow, it would likely go unnoticed.

Yet, the world is full of such wondrous things! Who could have imagined that this obscure place would

soon witness a sensational event, shocking the entire martial arts world!

The incident began by the small river beside the village.

Just a few hours earlier, as the sun had set, two tents suddenly appeared on the once-empty riverbank.

These crudely constructed tents, seemingly on the verge of collapse, were clearly temporary shelters for martial arts practitioners.

This place was only a hundred miles from the bustling ancient city of Jinling. Merchants and travelers passing through often stayed overnight here if they

missed the inn. Occasionally, itinerant performers would also pass by,

their tents being simple structures like these—fabricated "houses" that offered only minor protection from the wind and dust, even more

fragile .

The villagers paid little attention to the martial arts figures who had arrived today. They were concerned with the

harvest, the amount of taxes owed, the burdens of life, and the basic needs of their wives and children.

Besides, even if they saw these people and heard their voices, they wouldn't know

what kind of honor and fame those resounding nicknames represented. Because they weren't members of the martial arts world!

—Was being born a member of the martial arts world a blessing or a curse?

*** *** *** ***

Night had fallen. In the larger tent, a mat made from an old saddle lay spread out.

Zhenfei lay on his back, his eyes wide open, staring at the top of the tent.

His hand rested on his rough, muscular chest, feeling the strong, powerful thumping of his heart. Although the days

of travel had left him exhausted, he was still wide awake.

"Tomorrow, by this time tomorrow, I should be back in my old nest in Jinling City, comfortably

lying in bed enjoying myself!" Zhenfei thought of the fine wine and hot food at home, and the brothers and friends waiting for him to travel arm in arm.

A slight smile appeared on his usually stern lips.

He rolled over, inadvertently touching the knife wound on his side, his brow furrowing slightly. This was

a scar he'd sustained ten days ago during his duel with Shen Zhiwu, the branch leader of the "Kuaiyi Hall." Shen Zhiwu, known as the "Rainbow Swift Blade," truly

lived up to his name; if that blade had cut just a few inches deeper, his name would have become history.

Fortunately, his iron palm was a step faster, snapping

his opponent's neck just as his chest was about to be cleaved open, and victory once again belonged to him.

From his debut at fifteen until now, Zhenfei had been navigating the martial world for twenty-seven years. He led his six

sworn brothers through countless battles and injuries, working tirelessly for a long time to build the

"Shenfeng Gang" into a renowned and powerful organization.

The Shenfeng Gang's headquarters were located in Jinling City, with thirteen branches, controlling several

provinces . Apart from a few major sects like Shaolin, Wudang, the Beggars' Sect, Kuaiyi Hall, and Jile Palace, other forces in the martial arts world

could no longer rival them. However, he was still not satisfied.

Last month, Zhenfei, as the gang leader, personally traveled north to the capital and eliminated

a branch of Kuaiyi Hall, a long-time enemy of his. Having just dealt with this problem, he rushed back to

the headquarters . A perplexing mystery needed immediate resolution.

It was no ordinary challenge, but he was confident he could handle the situation quickly.

Then, he could enjoy a period of carefree leisure. He would definitely make time to spend with

his beloved woman.

Thinking of this, Zhenfei smiled even more broadly. His proudest achievement wasn't his solo charge

out of the Beggars' Sect's Lotus Formation, nor his successful leadership of the Divine Wind Gang, but rather—he was the most skilled womanizer in the martial world

! Even the notoriously womanizing "Two Masters of Debauchery" didn't have as many

female companions as him.

At this moment, what were his closest lovers doing? Were they sitting by the window, waiting expectantly for

their beloved to return, or anticipating his strong embrace? Were they weeping over the sorrow of longing? Or were

they smiling sweetly at the impending reunion…?

Zhenfei suddenly felt that he was truly a very fortunate man. Power, status, wealth,

fame —all the things that everyone envies and fights for their entire lives—he had already possessed them all at the age of forty!

"God, you've really been good to me! Tomorrow, I'll go to the temple and burn a few more incense sticks so you can

share in my joy!" After making up his mind, Zhenfei fell into a deep sleep in the cool night breeze.

*** *** *** ***

The pale moonlight spilled across the stream, where four burly men were soaking in the clear, transparent water,

comfortably washing away the dust and sweat that covered them.

These four were all newly risen and powerful members of the Divine Wind Gang, and this was their first time returning to Jinling Ancient City with Zhenfei

. The thought of standing alongside the gang's high-ranking leaders at headquarters tomorrow

ignited excited they couldn't sleep, and in the dead of night, they ran upstream to take a bath.

The icy water splashed onto his naked, muscular body, causing his muscles to bulge like small hills.

Each muscle bore scars, some deep, some shallow, each a testament to his struggles and hard work.

"The martial world is truly not an easy place to navigate!" Old Wu sighed, stroking the long whip marks on his arm

.

A burly young man beside them laughed, full of vigor, and said, "As long as we follow the gang leader and work

hard , we can make a name for ourselves even in the toughest places! Old Wu, what's wrong with you lately

? You keep saying discouraging things."

"That's because he's getting old," a square-headed man popped out of the river and said seriously,

"Old guys are always more easily discouraged. Haven't you noticed? Old Wu's fighting ability

has declined , and he's not as good at firing cannons as he used to be!"

The group chuckled softly. Although their laughter was cheerful, it clearly carried an indescribable sense

of desolation and pathos. As members of the martial arts world, their youthful years and passionate blood would be completely

consumed and boiled over here, until they turned to ashes.

"If only there were wine here!" the burly young man said, wiping his mouth with drool.

"Ideally, a jar of fine Zhuyeqing wine, along with Nanjing's salted duck and Sichuan Mapo Tofu, would be placed

before me. Then I would ask for nothing more..."

"Is that all?" the horse-faced man floating beside him interrupted, teasingly asking.

"Don't you want a few beautiful, alluring women? Hehe, you've already forgotten

your ?"

The young man blushed and exclaimed, "Of course I do! But I've been rushing around like crazy these past few days,

where am I supposed to find women? In this godforsaken little mountain village, are there any outstanding beauties out there...?"

His voice suddenly stopped, his mouth gaped open, and his eyes stared blankly at the riverbank,

looking both surprised and excited, as if something unbelievable had happened!

Everyone followed his gaze and was also stunned. They had just been talking about women, and now

a appeared in their sight. A very, very beautiful, outstanding, absolutely stunning woman—

a true "beauty"! An eerie silence fell over the surroundings

; even the occasional croaking of frogs ceased abruptly, leaving only the faint rustling of leaves in the wind. 　　The beautiful woman seemed to have descended from the heavens, walking steadily towards the riverbank. A light veil swirled around her slender figure like mist, her long, black hair cascading over her shoulders like a ribbon. The breathtaking beauty she exuded in every gesture made one almost believe she was Chang'e, the Moon Goddess, returned to earth. 　　Everyone stared wide-eyed as she slowly reached the riverbank and gently stepped into the gently rippling water. The soft moonlight shone on her pretty face, making her complexion appear even more jade-like, and she looked indescribably beautiful and charming. 　　Old Wu coughed and stammered, "Friend, may I ask... who... who are you?" 　　The beautiful woman stopped in her tracks, a sweet smile blooming on her face. She said playfully, "Can't you tell? I'm a girl, and a stunningly beautiful one at that." 　　Her voice was clear and melodious, even more beautiful than a nightingale's song. And when she smiled , her eyes possessed a strange, captivating charm that seemed to steal one's very soul. 　　Old Wu's head began to spin, and he stammered, "But..." 　　The beautiful woman gently waved her hand, stopping him. Then, she suddenly twisted her waist, and the thin gauze she wore slipped off her body and fell into the clear river water. 　　Everyone gasped in unison. This beautiful woman was completely naked! Her curvaceous body was adorned with full breasts that trembled alluringly. Her slender waist was incredibly thin, her abdomen was fair and flat, and her long legs were pressed tightly together, with her thighs fluttering in the wind... 　　The four men swallowed hard, their dizziness intensifying. They had been with many women , but they had never seen such a perfect, such alluring body! Four pairs of eyes were greedily and brazenly fixed on the beauty, their breathing gradually becoming heavy and wild, like a chorus of snores echoing across the river . 　　After an unknown amount of time, several strange cries of "Ya ya ya—" were heard, and Horse Face, Young Man, and Square Head rushed forward, splashing through the water. Six large hands shot out with lightning speed, accurately and roughly grabbing the beauty 's limbs, lifting her delicate body into the air like stars surrounding the moon. 　　The beautiful woman chuckled, swaying her hips seductively, "Oh dear, why are you lifting me up like this? No ! Put me down..." She feigned resistance, kicking her legs as if desperately struggling. 　　But her wanton, confused expression and subtle, hesitant struggles made it clear to everyone that she didn't truly want to escape his clutches. 　　The wind picked up, the dark clouds dispersed, and the moonlight seemed to brighten considerably. Under the bright moonlight stood four naked men and a naked woman, their primal, burning desires raging ! 　　The sound of splashing water, "splash, splash, splash..." rang out again as Old Wu, with heavy steps, slowly approached the woman. He stared lustfully at her mature and alluring body, muttering, "Wow! What a great figure ! It's just a pity..." 　　The beauty playfully tossed her long hair, protesting, "What? What's a pity?" 　　Old Wu sighed and said, "It's just a pity that your heart isn't as good as your figure!" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly leaped high like a large bird, swiftly appearing beside the beauty and, with lightning speed , striking three acupoints on her lower back. 　　The beautiful woman was startled and exclaimed, "Are you crazy? What do you mean?" 　　Old Wu sneered, "Witch, if you think we'd be so easily bewitched by beauty, you're sorely mistaken ! Tell me, who are you? What brings you here in the dead of night?" 　　The woman's face changed, and she forced a smile, "What...what are you talking about? I...I don't understand at all." 　　Old Wu grinned lewdly. "Alright, we'll give you a taste of your own medicine and make you feel good, then you'll understand!" 　　As soon as these words were spoken, the three men who were holding the beauty's limbs suddenly let go, and her body immediately fell straight down. Just as her smooth back was about to touch the water, they quickly grabbed her jade-like arms and legs and pulled her back forcefully, laughing maliciously.

The beautiful woman seemed terrified, her full breasts heaving rapidly. She stammered, "What...

what ?"

"We want this!" the three answered in unison. Then, the young man who had grabbed her left foot leaped to

the left , the one with the square head who had grabbed her right foot jumped to the right, and the one with the horse-like face who had grabbed her hands

twisted her wrists backward... "Ah—" the beautiful woman screamed, her upper body involuntarily arching upward, making her breasts appear

even higher and more prominent, her rosy nipples trembling violently. Her long, beautiful legs were also forced apart

to the maximum extent , almost forming a straight line.

Old Wu chuckled lewdly, his eyes fixed on the bulge between her legs. At the base of her fair, pink

thighs , a lush patch of pubic hair covered the area. The dark red slit was thin and long,

stretched slightly by her taut skin, revealing glimpses of the boundless spring light at the entrance to her paradise.

"You still won't tell the truth?" He took a few steps forward, almost touching his nose to her crotch,

a flicker of fire in his eyes, but his voice was cold as he said, "I really don't want to be cruel to you, I hope you

won't force me to be heartless!"

The beauty blushed, biting her lower lip as she said, "I... I'm just an

ordinary You... you're mountain bandits? Do you want... do you want to take me back to be your wife?"

She trembled as she spoke, as if she were about to faint from fear.

The horse-faced man roared angrily, "You slut! Still pretending even now! Looks like

you won't know your place until I teach you a lesson!" With that, he gestured with his chin, and the young man and the square-headed man reached out with their other hands,

one on each side, and grabbed her breasts. They squeezed so hard that their ten rough fingers

dug deep between her full breasts.

With the strength of their fingers and palms, they could crush even the hardest stone into powder.

How much could a woman's breasts withstand? How could they possibly endure such a squeeze?

"Ugh... ugh... it hurts so much... it hurts... it hurts..." she cried

out , her beautiful face turning pale, as if she were enduring immense pain.

"Will you talk or not? Will you talk or not?" The men demanded sternly, while wantonly pinching and kneading her full

breasts. They actually had at least a hundred better methods of torture, but faced with such a alluring

beauty , everyone felt that this method was the most effective.

Soon, shocking dark blue finger marks were imprinted on the beauty's fair breasts. Strangely

, the pained expression on her face disappeared, replaced by a look of intoxicated passion and

ecstasy !

"Oh...oh oh...oh..." Her moans gradually rose higher, becoming more seductive, her long black hair

flying in the wind, her two rosy nipples fully erect, trembling joyfully at the tips of her jade peaks. The cleft between her thighs

was already dripping with juices, soaking the surrounding grass.

Old Wu roared excitedly, suddenly bringing his mouth close and greedily sucking the sweet nectar from the cleft.

The young man and Square Head weren't to be outdone, quickly bending down and each taking a tender nipple into their mouths,

licking, teasing, sucking, and biting with abandon. In an instant, the riverbank was a mess, filled only with the sounds of smacking lips

.

Horse Face was getting anxious; his most important parts had been taken by others, what was left for him?

After cursing himself a few times for being such a bad friend, he could only lower his head in grievance and kiss the beauty's red lips,

forcibly sending his tongue into her mouth.

They kissed until they were breathless, then Horse Face finally stood up, still wanting more. Gazing at the alluring

body, he felt a surge of heat rush to his head, and blood gushed from his nose!

"Damn it, when did I become so pathetic?" he thought, feeling a pang of shame. But then

, he was shocked to discover that his three companions were also bleeding from their noses! Bright red blood trickled down their lips,

dripping onto the surface of the water, turning it black!

"Oh no! She's poisoned!" Horse Face was filled with shock and anger. He hadn't expected this beauty to have poisoned her lips and

teeth; as they greedily used their tongues, the poison had unknowingly entered their bodies!

He moved his hands tremblingly, trying to snap the beauty's neck, but his once iron fist was now utterly powerless

. Terrified, he tried to scream, but the sound he uttered was inaudible even to himself!

The beauty let out a string of silvery laughter, her delicate body twisting and sliding effortlessly as she broke free from

her opponent 's grasp. Like a plum blossom in the wind, she stood steadily and coldly in the water, quietly waiting for him

to fall.

Horse-faced man's consciousness slowly blurred, his knees grew weaker and weaker, and finally, he

collapsed like a pile of mud! His last thought was: "She was clearly struck in acupoints, so why wasn't she restrained?

Could it be that she is..."

A gentle autumn breeze rippled across the water's surface, slowly dissolving the purplish-black stains. The riverbank returned to its former

tranquility, broken only by the intermittent croaking of frogs and chirping of cicadas, still echoing between heaven and earth.

*** *** *** ***

Zhenfei slept fitfully for half the night, and for some reason, suddenly awoke from a sweet dream.

The surroundings were so quiet that not a sound could be heard, yet a strange sense of unease crept into his

heart.

He abruptly sat up and shouted in a deep voice, "Someone come here!"

The tent flap remained motionless, and no one entered for a long time.

His expression turned somewhat grim. Ever since the Divine Wind Gang rose to prominence in the martial arts world, he had

always only once.

—What are those four lackeys outside up to? Do they even want to stay in the gang?

He suppressed his anger, strode out of the tent, and shouted, "Are you deaf, or dead…?"

Before he could finish his sentence, he abruptly stopped, his eyes widening in shock.

Five people lay on the ground. Four of them were charred corpses, their outlines vaguely recognizable

as his four trusted henchmen!

—They were really dead! Who killed them? The corpses were blackened; was it from poison?

Zhenfei's heart clenched, his iron fists gripping tightly. Although he was both shocked and troubled, he didn't lose his composure.

Silence. Years of combat experience had taught him that only those who could remain calm in times of danger could stand tall in the martial world !

At this moment, his gaze was fixed intently on the fifth person. It was a woman in white lying face down on the ground, her back

heaving slightly, seemingly unconscious but clearly not yet dead.

Zhenfei was on high alert, walking over step by step, reaching out his left hand to flip the woman's body, while his right hand had already secretly

channeled nine levels of internal energy; if she tried anything funny, he could smash her head with a single punch!

As soon as the woman was turned over, he caught a glimpse of her exquisitely beautiful face and exclaimed in shock,

"It's you! You... how did you get here?"

The woman's eyes were tightly closed, her lips moved weakly, but no sound came out. Zhenfei

quickly pulled her into his arms, pressing his palm to a vital acupoint on her chest, preparing to channel his profound internal energy into her body.

The moment his palm touched the thin fabric, he felt a slight pain, like a mosquito bite. He

ignored it through him. A sharp pain, penetrating to the very marrow of his bones, shot up and reached

the deepest part of his soul!

He looked down in disbelief and saw a blood-stained knife tip

protruding ! At the same time, the beautiful woman's body rolled rapidly forward, covering a distance of more than three zhang in an instant.

Then, she nimbly leaped up, staring at him with a pair of bright, star-like eyes, both regretful and cold.

"You...you...why..." Zhenfei staggered forward two steps, his eyes bloodshot as he

screamed. Blood was flowing from his chest, and his heart was bleeding too! He simply couldn't believe that this beautiful woman would do such

a cruel thing to him!

"Do you want to know why I killed you?" The beautiful woman's expression was icy as she said calmly, "Fine, I'll let you

die knowing why!" She lowered her voice and slowly uttered a few words.

Zhenfei's expression changed drastically, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "So you...you are...from the Palace of Bliss! I

treated you with utmost sincerity, yet you...you are so vicious..."

The beautiful woman sneered, "Not only will I take that enormous fortune, but I will also kill your most beloved.

Hmph ! You'll be waiting for her in hell..."

Zhenfei let out a deafening roar and pounced like a wounded leopard. Perhaps due to

a final burst energy, his pounce actually brought him within three feet of the beautiful woman. He immediately bent his arm and

raised his palm, unleashing all his strength!

This palm strike was the culmination of his life's work, powerful enough to shatter stone tablets, but when his palm touched Piaofei's

chest , the powerful force had vanished without a trace. The beautiful woman looked at him with a mocking smile, her slender wrist lifting slightly

to grasp the hilt of the sword on his back.

"Once struck by the

Blissful pulling the sword out with a slight effort.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, turning the moon a dark crimson.

Zhenfei—this once-powerful martial arts master who dominated Jiangnan—finally fell, collapsing

on this barren land, by this ordinary little river.

The beautiful woman stared blankly at his unseeing eyes, gazing for a long, long time, before two glistening tears

slid down her cheeks. Before the tears even touched the ground, she vanished like a ghost.

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