The Untold Stories of The Legend of the Condor Heroes (1-6)

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The Untold Story of the Condor Heroes

Author: likex
Word Count: 11,000

It is said that Huang Rong, forced to leave the Iron Spear Temple, followed Ouyang Feng and disappeared from everyone's sight.

What kind of encounters did she experience during this time?

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"We'll stay here tonight!" Nearly two hours had passed since leaving the Iron Spear Temple. Ouyang Feng, raised in the Western Regions, was unfamiliar with
the Jiaxing area. He had traveled north to avoid Huang Yaoshi, but hadn't found any
place to stay. So he hastily found a sheltered spot by the roadside to rest.

However, Huang Rong beside him remained silent. Ouyang Feng found this strange, because most martial artists, regardless of
gender, should be quite accustomed to sleeping outdoors. Could it be that Huang Rong couldn't accept it?

Ouyang Feng looked up at Huang Rong and coldly said, "Does Miss Huang need to rest in an inn's bed
?"

Huang Rong blushed, wanting to say something, her lips opening and closing several times, but she couldn't utter a word.

Ouyang Feng sneered, "If it weren't for the circumstances, I wouldn't be willing to rest here. But you
'll have to make do today." He then gave Huang Rong a shove on the shoulder.

Huang Rong staggered a few steps, then suddenly said in a barely audible voice, "Could you...could you let me go
over there for a moment?" She pointed to a patch of grass nearby.

Ouyang Feng was taken aback for a moment before realizing what she meant, then burst into laughter, "I forgot! We've been so busy traveling today that you
haven't had a chance to relieve yourself. Hehe, you can go as far as you want, you think you can escape?"

With permission granted, Huang Rong hurriedly ran to the grass and squatted down. Seeing that Ouyang Feng couldn't see her, she
breathed a sigh of relief , unbuckled her belt, and took off her lower garment, revealing her entire snow-white, round buttocks...

Ouyang Feng, however, secretly found it amusing, thinking that he hadn't expected Huang Yaoshi's daughter to be even more
shy than a lady from a prominent family. Just as he was about to take out the Nine Yin Manual to study by the moonlight, he suddenly heard a rustling sound.

Ouyang Feng's heart skipped a beat. He knew immediately it was the sound of Huang Rong urinating in the grass.

Since the first sword tournament, he hadn't been near any woman, focusing solely on dominating the second tournament.
Yet, in this desolate wilderness, the sound of a beautiful girl urinating subtly stirred something within him.

Huang Rong's usual figure unconsciously flashed through Ouyang Feng's mind. Having fought Huang Rong many times,
every move made left a deep impression on Ouyang Feng. However, all he could recall now were Huang Rong's
movements of spreading her legs, kicking, and turning around...

In a daze, Ouyang Feng seemed to see Huang Rong's pink thighs spreading apart, and how the
golden urine gushed out beautifully from her fine hair...

For Huang Rong, although there was some distance between them, it was the first time in her life that she
had urinated , and in front of her enemy (even though he couldn't see her) to do such a shameful thing as urinating. The quiet
wilderness made the sound of her urination so obvious...

The cool breeze blew on her lower body, like a strange man gently caressing her private parts, making
Huang Rong feel a sense of hatred for being a woman in that instant...

Under the bright moon, an elderly peerless master and a beautiful young girl began their
destiny journey...

(II)

From the day they left the Iron Spear Temple, Ouyang Feng had been traveling north with Huang Rong
for nearly half a month.

Aside from the first night, when they had to camp out in the wilderness due to the unfamiliar environment, Ouyang Feng,
after ascertaining the direction and route, headed north the next day.

Traveling alone as a man and a woman would inevitably be inconvenient, but firstly, due to their significant age difference, Ouyang Feng always addressed Huang Rong as his uncle
when they stopped for lodging, avoiding unnecessary trouble. Secondly, although Ouyang Feng
was ruthless, he possessed the demeanor of a master, and despite their gender difference, he acted
with the utmost respect, ensuring Huang Rong felt no shame as a prisoner.

However, Ouyang Feng knew Huang Rong was clever and resourceful, and that she could escape if he wasn't careful, so even at
the inn shared a room.

Late that night, Ouyang Feng was practicing his breathing exercises when he opened his eyes to find Huang Rong fast asleep. He couldn't
help but smile bitterly: "I, the old poison master, who has roamed the world all my life, am now like an old woman with bound feet, taking care of Huang Yaoshi's daughter."
"Heh heh, this girl is clever and cunning, she's been arguing and twisting the meaning of the scriptures, she's not easy to deal with."

While pondering this, he scrutinized the sleeping Huang Rong. It was early summer, the weather was getting warmer, and Huang Rong
was dressed in thin clothing. Lying on her side, the beautiful curves of her newly developed body were clearly visible to Ouyang Feng
.

Although they hadn't known each other for long, they were inseparable, and Ouyang Feng had occasionally caught glimpses
of parts of Huang Rong's body that were inadvertently exposed. Normally, these impressions would flash through his mind, but now, looking at the slightly curled-up
girl , Ouyang Feng couldn't help but recall their past interactions. Huang Rong on the bed was as if she were completely
naked, exposing every detail of her body to Ouyang Feng's eyes.

Ouyang Feng's gaze lingered on Huang Rong's flawless face for a long time before slowly moving downwards, gliding over
the girl's snow-white neck, her full, rounded breasts, her slender waist... His gaze finally settled on Huang Rong's
rounded hips and the curves of her thighs.

At this moment, Ouyang Feng didn't know what he was thinking, but he clearly felt
a surge of . This feeling was so strange, yet so familiar. He
had felt this way when he faced his sister-in-law, and he would never forget this feeling when he frequented brothels in his youth
. Since he set off with Huang Rong, this feeling, forgotten for decades, had occasionally reappeared,
but never as intense as it was tonight...

Ouyang Feng slowly moved closer to the bedside, staring intently at Huang Rong.

He didn't realize that his right hand was uncontrollably reaching towards the sleeping Huang Rong...

The girl's body temperature and soft touch instantly spread from his fingers throughout his body. Ouyang Feng was startled and quickly
moved his hand away, but Huang Rong had already woken up.

Upon opening her eyes, Huang Rong saw Ouyang Feng standing by the bed, looking at her with a strange expression. Huang Rong was startled.
She sat up abruptly and asked, "Uncle Ouyang, is something the matter?"

Ouyang Feng, a grandmaster, was filled with remorse for almost taking advantage of a young girl, and
his face flushed slightly. "Uh, Uncle Ouyang was just worried you'd catch a cold because of the wind," he said, walking back to the corner of the room and continuing
to meditate.

Huang Rong, being incredibly intelligent, naturally knew it was Ouyang Feng's excuse. Although sixteen years old
and could vaguely guess what had happened. Even with her exceptional intelligence, her mind was in turmoil:
What if that old poisoner... what will I do? What should I do? Father, Master, Brother Jing, why haven't you
come to save me yet? If that old poisoner forces himself on me, Rong'er will be defiled!

The two, one on the bed and one on the floor, spent a sleepless night. Ouyang Feng was secretly remorseful, while Huang Rong was filled
with anxiety .

A man and a woman, though vastly different in age, who could resist the most powerful temptation in the world?

(III)

For Huang Rong, the only men she had ever interacted with in her life were her father and Guo Jing. She
never dreamed she would be inseparable from Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, a man she not only hated but also
the murderer of her beloved Guo Jing.

However, despite her dislike, there was no
deep-seated hatred . Therefore, although they were distant, they never had any direct conflict.

After the initial awkwardness of the first few days, they gradually got used to this life, and Ouyang Feng did not
forget his initial purpose in capturing Huang Rong, beginning to study the Nine Yin Manual.

One day, the two arrived at a dilapidated temple. After resting for a while, Ouyang Feng took out the Nine Yin Manual and began to
question Huang Rong. But Ouyang Feng said, "The phrase 'perfect understanding and wisdom, dual cultivation of body and function' is correct. But what
does 'Ha Hu Wen Bo Ying' mean?"

Huang Rong leaned against the door and laughed, "Old Poison, to tell you the truth, that fool Guo Jing wrote all that nonsense, and you
're practicing it with such relish. If this gets out, it'll be a laughing stock."

Ouyang Feng sneered, "That fool Guo Jing has no other redeeming qualities, but he's absolutely incapable of lying
. Besides, do you think I can't tell whether this scripture is real or fake? Girl, don't waste
time Explain the whole thing to me sooner, and I can let you go home sooner."

Huang Rong straightened up, playing with the dog-beating stick in her hand, and said, "Old Poison, you..." "I applauded the killing of my brother Jing's
overconfident masters. I truly regretted the unexpected death of Young Master Ouyang.
After all, we had no serious grudges. I suppose you wouldn't want to be enemies with my father? Rather than forcing
a to translate scriptures for you and incur the wrath of the world, why not take a step back and see the bigger picture? Heh heh, the
Eastern Heretic and the Western Poison are equally renowned, yet the Western Poison has to rely on the Eastern Heretic's daughter to learn martial arts."

In reality, after nearly a month traveling with Huang Rong, Ouyang Feng hadn't extracted any secrets from her .
Instead, he had neglected his studies due to avoiding the Beggars' Sect disciples and the journey, so he already harbored some
regret.

He remained silent for a moment, then resolutely said, "Alright, girl, your words are indeed sharp, and you've spoken frankly.
Today I will let you go, so as not to dishonor the reputation of the Western Poison."

Huang Rong was overjoyed, knowing that although Ouyang Feng was ruthless, he always kept his word. While saying, "
Thank you, Uncle Ouyang!" she used her lightness skill to leap out of the temple.

However, as soon as she tried to circulate her qi, she suddenly felt a weakness in her dantian and couldn't muster any energy. Her heart was filled with doubt and uncertainty,
but her face remained expressionless as she tried to walk, only to find her legs were also weak and powerless. Huang Rong was now like
a girl who had lost all her martial arts skills, unable to muster any strength. What alarmed her even more was that a warm current
slowly flowed from between her legs, instantly soaking her clothes… In her panic, Huang Rong collapsed to the ground.

Seeing Huang Rong suddenly collapse in front of the temple gate, her lower body instantly stained with blood, Ouyang Feng was also filled with doubt and uncertainty. He rushed
forward and asked, "Was someone attacked?"

At this moment, Huang Rong was no different from any other helpless girl, trembling as she said, "No…no…it wasn't
an enemy…I don't know…I…I…I suddenly became like this…"

Ouyang Feng knew it wasn't an enemy attack and breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Huang Rong again and
saw a large pool of blood between her buttocks and legs, but no other signs of injury. A thought struck him, and he asked, "
Girl , how old are you?"

Huang Rong had no one to rely on at this moment; the only person she could trust was this old poison master. She whispered, "Just over fifteen
."

Ouyang Feng gradually confirmed his suspicions and asked again, "Have you experienced similar symptoms before?"

Huang Rong said, "No! I... I feel weak all over, sore, and also
bloated..."

Ouyang Feng laughed heartily, "Old Huang is incredibly clever, but he doesn't understand the ways of raising daughters. Girl, let me tell you
, this is a necessary stage for women, something no woman in the world can avoid. Don't worry, these symptoms
will disappear in a few days to a week. However, during this time, you'd better not exert yourself."

It should be noted that Huang Rong grew up with her father and later traveled the world with Guo Jing. In her fifteen years of life,
she had never had a female companion, nor had anyone taught her about female physiology. Ouyang Feng, in his youth, was dashing and charming
, surrounded by countless beauties on White Camel Mountain. He was intimately familiar with women's bodies, yet unexpectedly, he was the one
instructing Huang Rong on how to cope with her first menstruation.

Ouyang Feng handed Huang Rong several clean white cloths, saying, "Place these on your vulva to prevent further
bleeding . Change them when these cloths are soaked."

Hearing Ouyang Feng point out her sensitive area, Huang Rong blushed. She then
went behind the temple statue, removed her lower garments, spread her legs, and tried to secure the white cloths to her vulva
…

After about half an hour, Huang Rong slowly emerged. The bloodstains on her skirt were still there, but had not spread further. She
asked softly, "Uncle Ouyang, is this alright?"

At this moment, Huang Rong had completely forgotten her hostility towards Ouyang Feng, becoming so vulnerable that
Ouyang Feng felt a strange sensation. He paused for a moment, looked at Huang Rong's attire, and said, "Well, let's leave it like this for now
. We'll make further plans once we reach the town ahead."

(IV)

After Huang Rong started her period, her lower abdomen was sore and bloated, and even the slightest exertion made her miserable. Therefore, the two could only
walk slowly like ordinary people to the town five miles away.

Exhausted from the journey, both Huang Rong and Ouyang Feng needed a good meal. They went to a
relatively large restaurant in the area and ordered several hot soups and dishes, partly to fill their stomachs, and partly because Huang Rong
needed the warmth of her period.

They ate in silence.

Ouyang Feng thought to himself: "This little girl Huang Rong seems to have never suffered any hardship. Now that she's unwell, she
needs care. Hmm, this is a good opportunity to do Huang Yaoshi a favor; perhaps it will be helpful in the future.

" Just as he was pondering this, he vaguely heard the words "Ouyang Feng" beside him. Ouyang Feng glanced
discreetly and saw two martial arts figures carrying swords.

The two were quite far apart; without using his internal energy, he absolutely couldn't hear what they were saying. Ouyang Feng glanced
at , only to see her frowning and gulping down hot soup, seemingly oblivious to her surroundings.

Ouyang Feng focused his ears and overheard the two people talking animatedly.

"Recently, everyone's been saying that Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, kidnapped Huang Yaoshi's only daughter, causing Huang Yaoshi and the Beggars' Sect to join forces,
vowing to find him."

"That's right! Recently, all the roads leading to the Western Regions have been swarmed with Beggars' Sect spies. Even many of the Beggars' Sect's
masters in the north have withdrawn, and the whereabouts of the Western Poison are unknown."

"Let me tell you, I heard that someone saw a beautiful woman and an old man
together . The Beggars' Sect suspects that it's the Western Poison and estimates that they will pass through this place soon. They've already sent most of their Eight
Bags disciples to guard this place. There are also rumors that Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong will be coming soon."

Hearing this, the Western Poison was startled. He knew that the Beggars' Sect disciples were all over the world, and it would be
incredibly difficult for him to avoid being discovered . With Huang Rong like this, it was hard to guarantee that Huang Yaoshi, who loved his daughter dearly, would listen to his explanation. He needed to find a secluded
place to hide.

It was already late, and Ouyang Feng, while pondering, ordered a few more jugs of wine to savor slowly. When
it was completely dark, he said to Huang Rong, "Girl, it's dangerous that you can't use your strength right now.
Since I, the Western Poison, have captured you, I will ensure your safe return. If you trust me, come with me to a place
to rest for a few days."

Huang Rong, having lost all her martial arts, had hoped that Ouyang Feng wouldn't leave for the time being, so she nodded in agreement
.

Seeing that she agreed, Ouyang Feng didn't say much, carried her on his back, and used his lightness skill to run away.

Before long, the two arrived at a large courtyard, a rather grand place with
bright lights and bustling crowds. In a daze, Huang Rong was led by Ouyang Feng to a side room.

Ouyang Feng placed Huang Rong on the bed and said, "You will rest here for the next few days. I will let you
go ." With that, he closed the door and left.

Huang Rong hadn't had a proper rest since her first period, and now, lying on this soft bed, she felt unbearably
sore . She no longer cared where she was and drifted off to sleep.

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After some time, she vaguely sensed someone approaching her side, seemingly removing her clothes. Even with her
martial arts skills completely gone, Huang Rong immediately realized: Could it be that the old poisoner had attacked her? Before she could even open her eyes, Huang Rong rolled to the inside of the bed and sat up. Looking around, she saw a middle-aged woman

dressed in a gaudy, bright red silk dress. 　　"Oh, young lady, you're awake. Your master instructed us to take good . Please don't move around too much, lest you hurt yourself," the woman said with a smile. 　　Seeing that the other woman meant no harm and didn't seem to possess martial arts skills, Huang Rong felt slightly relieved and asked, "Where is this ...?" 　　The woman looked at her with some surprise: "Don't you know, young lady? This is the famous Chunxiang Pavilion!" 　　"Chunxiang Pavilion??!?!" Huang Rong was stunned and quickly asked, "This is...?" She hesitated , unable to believe that she had actually come to a brothel. 　　Seeing her expression, the woman quickly comforted her, "Oh, young lady, since you're here, make the best of it. Our place is different from other brothels; we won't beat or scold the girls. Your master specifically instructed us to patiently teach you, saying that you are still inexperienced in matters of the heart. Don't worry, with your looks and figure, you will definitely become famous throughout the land. How could we possibly bully you?" 　　"What?!??!" Huang Rong was shocked and jumped off the bed, but her legs went weak , and she almost fell. 　　Fortunately, the woman helped her up and continued to comfort her softly, saying, "Judging from your appearance, you must be the daughter of some high-ranking official. Alas, the world is cold and heartless, and the officialdom is even more treacherous. Nowadays , more and more young ladies from wealthy families are implicated and forced into prostitution. Someone like you, coming here is already considered fortunate ." 　　The woman rambled on as she placed some clothes on the bed and then withdrew, leaving Huang Rong sitting alone on the edge of the bed, dumbfounded. 　　In truth, Ouyang Feng's intention was not this. Knowing that the Beggars' Sect disciples were conducting a full-scale search, he thought the only safe place was a brothel. However, after entering a large brothel, while Huang Rong was unconscious, he told the proprietress that the girl was menstruating and inexperienced, needing proper training. 　Before Ouyang Feng could finish his sentence, several vulgar women clung to him, pressing their breasts and thighs against him. Disgusted, he threw down a gold ingot and left. Little did he know that the proprietress mistakenly believed Huang Rong was a virgin sold there for "training," thus committing a grave error. Sorry 　　, there's nothing exciting yet; it's just building anticipation. 　　Firstly, I'm a novice with limited experience; secondly, I haven't found a starting point to naturally transition to more action-packed scenes. Later, I realized that without deviating from the characters' personalities, it's almost impossible to develop a truly climax ; specific events are necessary.

Using this plot as a starting point, we can add some events that are unlikely to occur later, which might help with a smooth transition.

I hope everyone continues to support me.
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(V)

The sun was setting in the west. Huang Rong had been in the side room for a full five hours without going out. While women
can still circulate their qi during menstruation, young girls often experience lower abdominal pain and weakness in their lower limbs. If they were to circulate their qi rashly,
it would be even more unbearable.

Huang Rong was no exception; therefore, she had essentially lost all her martial arts skills during this time. Now, all she could do was wait for
Ouyang Feng to return and ask him what was going on.

Unfortunately, man proposes, God disposes. Ouyang Feng had intended to go out and lure the Beggars' Sect disciples away, but before he had gone five miles,
he encountered the Old Urchin Zhou Botong. Thus, one chased the other westward.

Leaving aside the story of Ouyang Feng, let's turn to Huang Rong, who was anxiously waiting for him. She felt a warm sensation in her lower body. The few pieces of white cloth Yang Feng had given her were no longer effective, soaked with menstrual blood, and her newly changed dress was now stained with
a large patch.

Huang Rong was naturally clean, and although she was uneasy, she couldn't bear the discharge and
faint . She quietly walked to the door of the brothel and knocked, but there was no answer. Calming herself slightly, she
thought to herself: "I've come and gone freely even in the imperial palace; how can I be afraid of a small brothel?"

With that thought, Huang Rong removed the latch and pushed the door open. The noisy voices of people instantly filled her ears, and before her lay
a scene of bright lights, bustling crowds, an indescribable liveliness, and an indescribable lewdness.

Huang Rong was standing at the doorway of a room in the second-floor corridor when she saw a middle-aged man in fine clothes, laughing and joking
with two or three scantily clad young women in front of the stairs. The women were barely clothed, with most of
their breasts and buttocks exposed; the thin veils offered no protection. The man had
one , while his other hand was kneading between the legs of another woman, whose eyes were half-closed and lips
slightly parted, moaning softly.

Huang Rong had never seen anything like this in her fifteen years of life. Her face flushed crimson, and she quickly retreated into the room, intending to close the door.
But before she could close it, someone squeezed in. Huang Rong, her martial arts skills not yet fully recovered, was unable to resist. Upon closer inspection
, she saw a fat, richly dressed young man.

The young master, holding a wine jug, stared intently at Huang Rong and said, "Damn it! This Chunxiang Pavilion actually has such
a beauty! I've never seen such a beauty even in Lin'an Prefecture!"

Before he could finish speaking, another person rushed in from outside and grabbed the fat young master, saying, "Young master, Sister Xiao Hong is waiting for
you over there."

It was a man dressed as a servant.

The young master said, "Hehe, what is Xiao Hong compared to this beauty? I'll stay
here ."

Hearing his master's words, the servant also scrutinized Huang Rong, praising, "Young master, such a
beauty is truly rare in this world. I never imagined she'd fall into your hands. When you unleash your 'Golden Spear Never Falls' technique later
, it will be pure bliss."

The young master lewdly chuckled, "Ah Cai, do you know this woman is clearly still a virgin? Tell me, what will it be like when
my big cock pierces her vagina?"

"Needless to say, she'll scream and cry, then clamp her legs around me, making me ecstatic."

Just as the young master was about to say more, a sudden "slap" stung his face. Huang Rong, her eyebrows furrowed,
unable to tolerate such shameless words, slapped the young master, then struck the servant with her own.

The palm strike was light and graceful, a subtle move from the "Falling Blossom Divine Sword Palm," a martial art passed down in the Peach Blossom Island family
. How could an ordinary servant possibly block it? With another soft "smack," the servant also received

a solid blow to the face. Unfortunately, having lost all her internal energy, Huang Rong could only mimic the form of the move without any real power. Although the servant had been struck in the face, he
seized the opportunity to grab Huang Rong's supple wrist and laughed, "Young Master, this beauty is quite domineering. It seems we'll have to
both of us to take her down!"

The young master touched the spot on his face and lewdly chuckled, "That's more like it!"

He suddenly moved closer to Huang Rong, grabbing her other hand and saying, "Beauty, hit me again?"

With both hands restrained, Huang Rong tried to break free, but a sharp pain shot through her dantian. Huang Rong
let out a soft moan, her body going limp, and she almost collapsed.

The young man then pulled Huang Rong's delicate body into his arms, whispering in her ear, "Beauty, are you in such
a hurry to fall into my arms? You're already wet without even foreplay?"

As he spoke, he kneaded Huang Rong's breasts, which had never been touched by anyone before.

Even through her clothes, the fact that her sensitive areas were being so ravaged by a vulgar man filled Huang Rong with anger and frustration, but
she was powerless to resist. Despite her exceptional intelligence, she was now just like any ordinary woman, powerless against a man's strength.

As the daughter of the Peach Blossom Island Master and the leader of the Beggars' Sect, she could only weep like an ordinary woman,
crying out, "Let me go! No! No!!"

The young man, of course, remained unmoved, and instead, with a "whoosh," tore off Huang Rong's top,
revealing her beautiful, snow-white left breast.

The young master's eyes lit up, and with a low growl, he bit down on the pink nipple,
licking Huang Rong's lovely pink areola with his tongue while tightly embracing her waist and hips, pressing his already hard and erect
penis against her soft, small buttocks through her clothes.

The elastic muscles of the Peach Blossom Island Master's beloved daughter's buttocks and her beautiful cleft instantly sent the young master
into a trance, almost causing him to ejaculate. He could no longer restrain himself, and with a forceful lift, he pushed Huang Rong down
onto the bed.

Huang Rong was almost fainting from panic, struggling desperately and crying for help. But having lost her martial arts skills
, how could she possibly defeat the seasoned and charming young master, especially with the servant present? The young master pressed down
on Huang Rong's soft body, kneading her breasts while unbuttoning her upper garment, while the servant held down Huang Rong's twisting legs by
the bedside , unbuttoning her lower garment.

Suddenly, Huang Rong felt a chill in her lower body; her legs and vulva were exposed. She cried out in anguish, realizing that she...
Her most private parts had been laid bare before these two scumbags, and large tears streamed down her cheeks
.

The servant exclaimed, "Young master, look!"

The young master glanced at Huang Rong's lower body and saw the blood-stained undergarment and vulva. His expression changed drastically. In
the Southern Song Dynasty, taboos were strictly observed. A woman's menstruation was considered an ominous sign, and not only could a woman's clothes stained with
menstrual blood not be seen by outsiders, but a woman menstruating was also forbidden from eating at the table.

The young master, in the midst of his passion, was greatly displeased upon seeing this. Unable to
vent , he grabbed Huang Rong's breasts and squeezed the base of her nipples, yelling, "Damn bitch,
you let me touch this unclean stuff! Damn! What a jerk!"

The forceful squeezing of her breasts caused Huang Rong's hemispherical breasts to be squeezed into round shapes, forcing blood to
the tips , making her originally pink nipples turn bright red and stand erect. In excruciating pain, Huang Rong screamed,
her body instinctively twisting and turning desperately, trying to break free from the young master's grasp.

The young master, bored, released Huang Rong's breasts, stood up, and said to the servant, "What bad luck today!
But there's plenty of time; I'll come back to play with this woman in a few days."

He then pinched Huang Rong's cheek hard, while the servant laughed, "Young master at least touched her
a few times; I haven't done anything yet."

He then reached out and grabbed Huang Rong's slightly swollen breasts, squeezing them forcefully a few more times. The two men looked at each other and
laughed heartily, then left, leaving Huang Rong naked and curled up in the corner by the bed, staring blankly at
the ceiling , unsure of what the future held.

(VI)

For fifteen years, since Huang Rong was seven, no man had ever touched her body. Even when she and
Guo Jing traveled the martial world together, they maintained proper decorum, and no inappropriate behavior occurred.

Therefore, although many girls married at the age of fifteen or sixteen, Huang Rong remained
oblivious to matters of love and sex. Although Huang Rong knew about Mu Nianci's rape by Yang Kang, she didn't truly understand
what had happened.

Now, with all her martial arts skills gone, in the most depraved place in the world, Huang Rong's innocent body
was wantonly violated by a vulgar rich young master, and she was further insulted with vile words. Even though she managed to
preserve her chastity, the shame and pain in her heart made her feel utterly ashamed.

Huang Rong's mind went blank, and she realized that without martial arts skills, no amount of wisdom or strategy could
withstand a man's desire and power. In that instant, she desperately longed for Ouyang Feng to return, to spare her from
the humiliation she had just suffered.

With a creak, the door to her boudoir was pushed open again. Huang Rong was startled and quickly grabbed the quilt beside her to cover
most of her body, thinking to herself: If anyone tries to force themselves on me again, I would rather die than be defiled!

However, it wasn't the lecherous client who entered, but the middle-aged woman who had brought her clothes before. The woman
glanced at Huang Rong, who was curled up in the corner of the bed. Seeing her tear-streaked face and listless eyes, she
sighed , "Alas, Young Master Zhou was just complaining about encountering a woman with menstrual blood. The steward had
to apologize profusely for quite some time to smooth things over. I guessed it was you, so I told the steward, and she wants you to come over later."

Huang Rong didn't pay attention to what the woman was saying, but having a woman by her side at least made her feel
a little more at ease. Being in the most dangerous environment for a woman, coupled with her temporary inability to use her martial arts, she was like a wolf in
sheep's clothing, completely at the mercy of others. However, the only thing that allowed her to protect herself was her menstrual blood; with that, she
could basically guarantee that her chastity wouldn't be forcibly taken.

Thinking of this, Huang Rong secretly made up her mind: Rong'er, Rong'er, you still have to see your Jing-gege, you must
hold on here! While pondering this, she followed the woman out to another large room.

It was late at night, and the corridor was no longer as noisy as before. Huang Rong breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the patrons were gone
. However, after walking a few steps, she heard strange female voices coming from the corridor, some loud and some soft,
some sharp and melodious, some intermittent and some continuous
. The sounds weren't just from a few rooms, but filled the entire corridor.

Curious, Huang Rong paid closer attention and heard a woman's voice coming from the room on her right: "Ah!
Brother, you're so big! You've fucked me! Ah!!"

Hearing these lewd words, Huang Rong blushed deeply, her heart pounding.

Although the pain of being humiliated not long ago still lingered, this was the first time in her life she had been pinned down by a man
and powerless to resist. It was also the first time she had felt the fragility of a woman and the power of male masculinity
. Now, hearing other women moaning with pleasure under men, she couldn't help but
think, amidst her shame: Isn't it painful to be violated by a man?

The journey wasn't long; at the end of the corridor was the residence of the head of the Chunxiang Brothel. The woman led Huang Rong inside and bowed,
saying, "Master, the new beauty mentioned by Young Master Zhou has arrived."

"Hmm, let me see if she's truly as alluring as Young Master Zhou describes," a rough, masculine voice rang out.
Huang Rong was surprised: Aren't brothel maids all women? How come…

Looking ahead, a man in his thirties, dressed in fine clothes, slowly
rose and walked towards Huang Rong. He was six feet tall, with a dark complexion, a square face, and a full beard
that seemed mismatched with his clothes, yet he exuded a fierce aura.

As he approached, the petite Huang Rong only reached his shoulder. He looked her down at him, and even
with his vast experience with women, he couldn't help but be secretly astonished: there were no royalty or high-ranking officials here,
yet this woman not only possessed unparalleled beauty, but also an air of refinement that was far beyond what ordinary women could
possess . While pondering, he walked behind Huang Rong and ran his fingers down her shapely back...

If it were a few hours ago, even if she had lost all her martial arts skills, Huang Rong would not have allowed any other man to touch
her body. But now, after what had happened, she was determined to endure all humiliation until
the day her martial arts were restored...

Following the man's fingers, a strange tingling sensation came from her back, an itchy feeling spreading throughout her body,
inexplicably comfortable and relaxing. With her defenses down, Huang Rong felt no tension and sensed that the man's
fingers possessed a strange magic.

At this moment, the man had moved his finger to the junction of Huang Rong's waist and hips, and with a slight exertion, his index finger sank
into her buttocks... The unexpected stimulation caused Huang Rong to cry out "Ah!" as
a tingling, itchy sensation spread from her lower body. Involuntarily, Huang Rong tightened her anus, clamping
the man's finger tightly between her legs, and at the same time, her knees went weak, causing her to kneel down.

The man, not expecting such a strong reaction from the woman beside him, also showed a hint of surprise. He
withdrew his finger, looked at Huang Rong kneeling on the ground, and smiled slightly, "This woman is not only stunningly beautiful, but her physical sensitivity
is also extraordinary. Even if her genitals are only of average quality, they are still among the best."

He then lifted Huang Rong's lower garment, revealing her snow-white thighs and rounded buttocks, but
the bloodstains on her lower body were also displayed before everyone's eyes. The man, however, seemed unconcerned, and reached out
to stroke the inside of Huang Rong's thighs.

Although her sensitive areas were being touched, knowing her chastity was safe, Huang Rong didn't resist,
letting the tingling sensation spread throughout her body again. Kneeling on the ground, she felt the man's hands
circling and caressing her inner thighs, gently kneading and rubbing. It was a relaxing feeling she had never experienced before, and a faint warmth was surging in
her lower abdomen , gathering between her legs, making her feel that her
private area between her legs was gradually becoming hot, as if something was slowly gushing out...

Suddenly, a warm, foreign sensation came from between her legs, and Huang Rong felt the man place his fingers on
her genitals. Despite the indescribable tingling and pleasure, Huang Rong tensed her legs instantly,
thrusting her buttocks forward and pleading, "No! Not now!"

The man didn't force her. He stood up, looking at the few drops of blood and other glistening
secretions on his hands, and smiled with satisfaction, "This woman is indeed exceptional. It's rare to see such a reaction before even losing her virginity
. Although it's difficult to discipline her during her menstrual period, it's not entirely hopeless. Zhang Mama, take her back to
rest for the night and give her a good bath."

The middle-aged woman then took Huang Rong back. The head of the household looked at Huang Rong and thought to himself: "What a little girl! Her legs and buttocks are so firm and elastic, and the flexibility of her waist and hips is unparalleled in my
life. If it weren't for her physical attributes, she would be unstoppable." He continued, "The day your martial arts are restored, you'll obediently stay here and be my plaything and pillar!"

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