[Chaos Without Limits] [Chapter Twelve]

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Chapter Twelve: The Six Senses Manifest Their Power, the Fairy is Severely Injured and on the Verge of

Death. Leng Aotian, using the sun to orient himself, traveled northwest from "Hundred Flowers Manor" until he encountered

a stream, where he stopped to drink. Leng Aotian felt a slight

change . Having reached this level, his personality, while previously upright, had gained a

touch of gentleness; rather, it had approached a state of tranquility, non-action, and natural ease.

As he drank, Leng Aotian seemed to have had enough, naturally rising, turning to look at the woods

behind him , and remaining silent. A soft laugh escaped, and a pale yellow figure darted out of the woods, rushing towards Leng Aotian.

Leng Aotian neither dodged nor evaded, standing there like someone who knew no martial arts, watching the suddenly appearing figure rapidly approach. The only difference between him and someone who knew no martial arts was that there was no panic or helplessness

in his eyes . 　　As if Leng Aotian had anticipated this, the pale yellow figure brushed past him, landed by the stream, and then plunged head into the water. It took a while before it raised its head and stood up straight. 　　"That's refreshing, refreshing!" the pale yellow figure exclaimed. It turned out to be a bald monk in a kasaya. 　　"Amitabha. This humble monk is Sikong. May I ask your name, benefactor?" the bald monk chanted a Buddhist prayer, then introduced himself and asked Leng Aotian. 　　"Benefactor is a form of address, as is a name. Why be so attached to appearances?" Leng Aotian replied. 　　Sikong was taken aback, seemingly not expecting Leng Aotian's answer. He had noticed Leng Aotian drinking water by the stream earlier. Although Leng Aotian didn't seem to be a member of the demonic sect, and even appeared somewhat like an ordinary person without martial arts skills, there was a very strange, mysterious feeling about him. Therefore, he hid behind a tree. 　　Unexpectedly, Leng Aotian seemed to sense something and immediately looked towards his hiding place. They weren't far from the Demonic Sect's sacred mountain, so to be on the safe side, Si Kong tested Leng Aotian. Surprisingly, Leng Aotian neither dodged nor avoided, and Si Kong still could n't detect anything amiss. Now, hearing Leng Aotian's reply, which even contained a hint of Zen, Si Kong couldn't help but marvel. 　　"Would the benefactor mind if this humble monk checked my pulse?" This was originally a very impolite question, practically a taboo in the martial arts world , because if the other party intended to harm you, having your pulse checked was tantamount to handing your life over to them. 　　Seeing Leng Aotian's strange behavior, Si Kong tested him again. 　　This time, Leng Aotian didn't speak, but slowly extended his hand, simultaneously rolling up his sleeve. 　　"This… I don't understand, I don't understand." Si Kong checked Leng Aotian's pulse for a while, seemingly making a discovery, but after a moment's thought, it wasn't quite there; the more he checked, the more astonished he became. 　　"It seems you don't possess any internal energy, but there's a faint fluctuation within your meridians. This is the first time I've seen something ," Si Kong said, increasingly confused. " 　　My name is Leng Aotian. Are you from Shaolin, Master?" Leng Aotian suddenly introduced himself and asked. 　　"Ah? You're Leng Aotian? We've been looking for you for quite a while," Si Kong said in surprise. 　　"Master hasn't answered my question yet. Also, what brings you here?" Leng Aotian continued. 　　"Oh, I'm a disciple of the Arhat Hall of Shaolin. The demonic sects are gathering in large numbers at the Holy Mountain, indicating something big is about to happen. The righteous sects are also gathering, intending to fight against the demonic sects to prevent widespread bloodshed. According to news from the Qingcheng Sect, after your first contact with the demonic sects a few days ago, there has been no . Therefore, the righteous sects are searching everywhere for you," Si Kong said. 　　"According to Master, besides myself, are there others who are still missing?" Leng Aotian asked, a slight unease creeping into his heart . 　　"Indeed, after Benefactor Leng disappeared, Young Hero Ge Jiyuan of the Qingcheng Sect and your wife were heard to have followed the Three Wanderers' group, and then they lost contact with us," Si Kong replied. 　　"This humble monk and Abbess Qin of the 'Chuchen Nunnery' are currently searching for the Three Wanderers' whereabouts, intending to investigate... Wait!?" 　　Si Kong continued, but suddenly realized that Leng Aotian beside him had vanished. 　　There was no summons, no luck, no sound of light footwork cutting through the air; Si Kong truly had no idea when or how Leng Aotian had left his side. Scratching his bald head, he felt as if he had encountered a ghost, or as if he had just had a dream, leaving Si Kong utterly confused. 　　With a sigh, Si Kong gathered his energy and lightly moved, instantly leaving the stream and disappearing into the woods. 　　And it was on this very night that Liu Xuerou, ambushed by Ge Jiyuan, was captured by the Three Wanderers. The 　　　　　　　　　　　Unfettered 　　Hermit, drenched in sweat, busied himself with Liu Xuerou's body. Time ticked by, but no matter how he teased her, Liu Xuerou beneath him remained unresponsive. The Unfettered Hermit kissed Liu Xuerou's earlobes, her snow-white neck, and her smooth shoulders, while gently caressing her with his palms, channeling his inner energy. Normally, this method of circulating inner energy in the palms, when used on a woman's skin, would release a heat containing erotic energy , permeating her skin and making her more sensitive. The energy's penetration was intended to arouse her desire, causing her to lose herself in passion. 　　However, this method seemed to have no effect on Liu Xuerou. Aside from a blush of shame at being naked, Liu Xuerou remained dry, her nipples not hardening, and her skin still clear and translucent , without a trace of arousal. 　　As time ticked away, Wujian Sanren gritted his teeth and directly targeted the woman's private parts, massaging Liu Xuerou's breasts with both hands. As if defying him, Liu Xuerou kept her eyes closed, seemingly resigned to her fate, but her beautiful body remained unmoved by Wujian Sanren's teasing. 　　"Time's up," Yin Yang Sanren's voice sounded softly behind him. 　　Devastated, Wujian Sanren, forced by circumstances, had no choice but to step aside, standing naked and retreating to Ge Jiyuan's side. 　　Yin Yang Sanren calmly and confidently walked to the bedside, helping Liu Xuerou sit cross-legged on the bed. Seeing Yin Yang Sanren's actions, Wujian Sanren, puzzled, looked at Ge Jiyuan beside him. 　　Ge Jiyuan was also unaware of Yin Yang Sanren's actions. In fact, although he had just overheard the conversation between Wujian Sanren and Yin Yang Sanren, he vaguely knew that the two could only truly make their move and enjoy Liu Xuerou when she was aroused.

Xue Rou's beautiful body... However, what he didn't understand was why the two of them hadn't thought of "using drugs" at all.

"Why didn't you drug her just now?" Seeing Wu Jian Sanren looking at him with a puzzled expression, Ge Jiyuan seized

the opportunity and quickly asked.

"Use drugs? Heh, you wouldn't understand." Wu Jian Sanren was also puzzled just now, and his reflexive

action was why he looked at the person next to him with a puzzled expression. However, he quickly realized that even he didn't understand, so how could Ge

Jiyuan know the meaning behind his second brother's actions?

"Aphrodisiacs that arouse women are generally divided into two types: aphrodisiacs and lust-inducing drugs. Aphrodisiacs make a woman's

body sensitive and easily aroused by external stimulation. This kind of drug can make a woman have a strong desire, but

if a woman's will is strong enough or her internal strength is profound, the drug's effect is actually not great." Wu Jian Sanren slowly

answered Ge Jiyuan's question.

"But aphrodisiacs are different. Aphrodisiacs are coercive. Their effects enter a woman's body and

circulate through her meridians with her internal energy, invading her inner energy and controlling her spirit

. Therefore, unless it is forcibly compressed and expelled with internal energy, this kind of drug will cause

a woman to have sexual urges from within. Moreover, if the effects are not released through intercourse, the woman will be consumed by lust and

die from the flames of desire." Wujian Sanren truly deserves to be called a master of this art; he understands it thoroughly.

"Our method of 'cultivating life' cannot use medicine. A basic aphrodisiac, with its external stimulation, is

no match for the effects of the true energy gained through this method. Therefore, we have no need to use aphrodisiacs at all. While

aphrodisiacs can indeed be used for cultivation, their effects circulate within the body's true energy. During cultivation,

the resulting true energy will be mixed with the aphrodisiac. As we absorb and digest it, the poison of the aphrodisiac will penetrate deep into our internal organs,

causing us to die from the poison attacking our hearts." With Wujian Sanren's explanation, Ge Jiyuan finally understood that the

method of 'cultivating life' was not so easy.

"Want to learn? I can take you as my disciple. Anyway, you can't go back to the righteous path, can you?" Wujian Sanren

said, a smile playing on his lips as he looked at Ge Jiyuan.

"Master, please accept my bow." Ge Jiyuan's mind raced. He knew that this matter would eventually

come to light if he didn't agree, his survival would be in question, let alone his desire to possess

the celestial being in his heart.

"Hahaha~~ Good! Good!" As if everything was going according to Wujian Sanren's plan, Wujian Sanren

laughed heartily.

While Wujian Sanren and Ge Jiyuan were talking, Yin Yang Sanren had already sat cross-legged behind Liu Xuerou,

extending both hands. One hand pressed against Liu Xuerou's lower back, specifically the Dazhui acupoint, and the other reached

to her chest, palm against the Tanzhong acupoint. He then closed his eyes and began to circulate his internal energy.

When Wujian Sanren was explaining the aphrodisiac to Ge Jiyuan, a flash of inspiration had crossed his mind, but he couldn't quite grasp

the essence. However, upon seeing Yin Yang Sanren's actions, he instantly understood. Yin Yang Sanren's current

method was essentially using the same techniques as the aphrodisiac, channeling his own "Joyful Six Harmonies Technique" true

energy into Liu Xuerou's body to suppress her internal energy and awaken her

desire and craving for intercourse from within.

Thin wisps of white smoke gradually emerged from Yin Yang Sanren's hands, and

under the influence of Yin Yang Sanren's internal energy, Liu Xuerou's upper body, beneath her translucent skin, began to faintly blush pink. Simultaneously,

the small red nipples on Liu Xuerou's chest slowly hardened, and the previously steady rise and fall of her chest gradually

increased, her breathing becoming heavier.

Once Liu Xuerou's upper body had fully reacted, Yin Yang Sanren had her lie down,

then sat her feet, placing his hands on her ankles, specifically the Sanyinjiao acupoint, and began circulating his internal energy.

Time passed, and Yin Yang Sanren's efforts gradually yielded results. A reddish hue

slowly rose from her ankles, past her knees, down her legs, and reached her groin. Yin Yang Sanren couldn't help but stare at the area between Liu

Xuerou 's legs; slowly, he saw a faint, luminous color.

As Wujian Sanren approached to confirm, the once parched valley was now filled with the babbling of a stream. Though not overflowing,

it was still incredibly exciting.

Just as Wujian Sanren was overjoyed, thinking he was about to achieve his goal, Yin Yang Sanren indifferently withdrew his cultivation and

sighed.

"Second Brother?" Wujian Sanren asked Yin Yang Sanren in confusion.

"No, my true energy can only partially activate the natural reactions in her body, but it can't arouse her to

the point of being aroused," Yin Yang Sanren said dejectedly.

"This... how about trying longer?" Wujian Sanren asked.

"It's useless. Right now, her acupoints are sealed, and her true energy can't circulate freely. So I can

forcefully input true energy into a localized area to suppress the blocked true energy in that area. But her power is too

profound. I can't unblock it from top to bottom. If I force it through, it's the same as unlocking her acupoints,"

Yin Yang Sanren said.

"Then... how about sealing her power and then unlocking her acupoints?" Wujian Sanren thought again. Neither of them

had anticipated that Liu Xuerou possessed not only unwavering resolve but also an inner strength far

surpassing their own.

"Since your power is sealed, when your true yin is released, you have true yin as a bridge, but where will you absorb

the power ?" Yin Yang Sanren asked, shaking his head.

"Besides, after this round, I need to regulate my breathing; otherwise, I can't continue to input true qi to stimulate her,"

Yin Yang Sanren continued, his voice revealing exhaustion.

A strange scene unfolded: Yin Yang Sanren sat down

cross-legged on the spot to regulate his breathing. Wu Jian Sanren paced back and forth in the tent, racking his brains for a solution. Ge Jiyuan stood there blankly, his eyes

constantly glancing at Liu Xuerou's stunning body, swallowing hard, a picture of unrequited love.

Liu Xuerou, still naked, helplessly endured the lewd stares of the crowd, closing her eyes and channeling her energy to break through the sealed

acupoints .

Just as dawn broke, as Yin Yang Sanren exhaled and stood up, Wu Jian Sanren coincidentally

jumped up at the same time.

"I've got it!" Wu Jian Sanren exclaimed excitedly.

"Oh? Tell me about it," Yin Yang Sanren said, turning to look at Wu Jian Sanren.

"We'll seal her power first, then Second Brother, you can channel your inner energy into her. When she's aroused, enter her

body and guide her to a blissful climax. Before she climaxes, I'll press her acupoints again,

and then release the seal on her power," said Wujian Sanren.

"Hmm, that's a feasible method," Yinyang Sanren pondered for a moment, seemingly agreeing with the

plan.

"Not good!" Wujian Sanren suddenly realized something and lunged towards Liu Xuerou.

Just then, a sudden change occurred. As Wujian Sanren lunged at her, Liu Xuerou's fingers shot upwards

, aiming at Wujian Sanren's waist.

After were focused on arousing Liu Xuerou's emotions. Neither realized

that Liu Xuerou's acupoints had been sealed for a considerable time. Even though external forces had forced her to focus on resisting and concentrate on opening her acupoints,

the time had naturally loosened them. Yinyang Sanren's brief period of restoring his breath had

given her ample time to release them.

Wujian Sanren, rushing to Liu Xuerou's side, saw that she had indeed released her acupoints and pointed towards his own

Juhai acupoint on her abdomen. However, his movements didn't stop; his hands continued to press on Liu Xuerou's acupoints. Wujian Sanren

knew that anyone whose acupoints had just been released would experience weakness and numbness in their limbs. Therefore, he calculated that Liu Xuerou's

fingers would be weak at the moment of release, so he disregarded the vital Juhai acupoint to strike Liu Xuerou's acupoints again.

Unbeknownst to him, Liu Xuerou, due to her profound skill, released her acupoints earlier than Wujian Sanren had anticipated.

Upon releasing her acupoints, Liu Xuerou knew her limbs were numb and weak, so she didn't immediately attack.

Instead, she focused on circulating her internal energy, quietly gathering her strength.

Due to this miscalculation, before Wujian Sanren's hand could

even struck his Qihai acupoint.

Instantly, Wujian Sanren's power surged forth, and he collapsed. Caught off guard, Yin Yang Sanren reacted a beat too late; while still in mid-air, Wujian Sanren had already

fallen . Liu Xuerou rolled backward, grabbing an outer garment and draping it over herself. Although the

flickering lamplight offered little concealment of her exposed, alluring figure was now beyond her notice

.

After regaining her footing, Liu Xuerou lunged forward again, her palms flying out to meet Yin Yang Sanren's palms in a direct

clash . Yin Yang Sanren, whose skill was inferior to Liu Xuerou's, was forced to clash with her palms mid-air because he couldn't draw his Water-Splitting Thorn in time

. He felt a tremendous surge of internal force, his own palm strikes sinking like a stone into the sea, and he was simultaneously knocked out of

the tent.

Ignoring Ge Jiyuan, Liu Xuerou flew towards the tent, intending to press her advantage. Just as she stepped outside, a flash

of white light appeared, and a sword thrust towards her neck. In the nick of time, her inner energy sank, propelling her still-airborne body rapidly

towards the ground. The blade, which had just grazed past her, suddenly curved, piercing Liu Xuerou's right shoulder.

It was Qingjing Sanren. Seeing that it was already daytime, he, who had spent the night studying his sword, had come to check on

his two brothers and see how much of his remaining power he could absorb. He had witnessed Yin Yang Sanren being knocked

away and immediately hid behind the tent flap, successfully striking her.

Liu Xuerou felt a sharp pain in her right shoulder, and her body naturally spun around. She deflected the sword tip several inches into her flesh.

Qingjing Sanren, who had been preparing for a long time, struck her spinning left arm with his left palm.

As , Liu Xuerou was also knocked back several feet.

Qingjing Sanren knew Liu Xuerou's skill was exceptional, and Yin Yang Sanren, having been knocked away, was likely injured. Wujian Sanren

was still missing, probably already dead. He didn't let this opportunity pass, rubbing his palm and sword together, and

lunged at Liu Xuerou again.

Yin Yang Sanren's internal injuries were severe. He knew he should immediately recuperate, but he was also worried that his

elder brother was no match for Liu Xuerou. Furthermore, Wujian Sanren's fate was unknown, but he was clearly incapable of fighting again

. Therefore, he dared not be careless and also lunged forward.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect you to be like Leng Aotian, both struck by my 'Soul-Eating Force,' losing all your power

and dying !" Seeing Liu Xuerou injured by his own palm strike, Qingjing Sanren couldn't help but burst into laughter as he lunged forward.

Liu Xuerou, wounded by Qingjing Sanren's sword and palm strike, had blood flowing freely from her right shoulder, leaving

her limp and hanging helplessly at her side. The palm strike itself was deadly, containing poison that was causing her internal energy to rapidly

drain away .

Hearing Qingjing Sanren's words, she shuddered violently. Seeing the two men charging at her, she disregarded her own

safety, gathering all her energy to meet them head-on with a reckless, self-destructive fighting style.

Seeing Liu Xuerou's seemingly insane behavior, ignoring her own weakened state and still frantically gathering her power, the two men were

terrified and wanted to temporarily avoid her attack, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

Liu Xuerou's light white robe was now completely stained crimson. Although her beautiful figure and skin

were still faintly visible, the two men no longer appreciated it. What should have been an extremely alluring scene had

become a tragically magnificent crimson under the backdrop of the crimson.

Upon hearing the terrible news, Liu Xuerou had lost her mind and was about to try to hold off one more person when a sigh suddenly

reached her ears from afar. Hearing the sound, Liu Xuerou stopped her attack, ignoring the attacks coming from the two men

, and turned her head to look in the direction of the sound.

Instantly, Qingjing Sanren's sword pierced through Liu Xuerou's left shoulder blade, and his left palm struck Liu Xuerou's chest. At the same time,

Liu Xuerou's abdomen and left waist were also pierced by the Fen Shui Ci. Blood splattered everywhere, and Liu Xuerou

was thrown back by the force of the two men's impact.

The sigh that had been a hundred feet away just moments before rose again, now right beside them . The two men, who had appeared

out of nowhere, found Leng Aotian standing before them, Liu Xuerou, whom they had just tossed into the air, now in his arms. 　　The two men were utterly shocked by Leng Aotian's sudden appearance. Firstly, they had assumed he was dead; secondly, his movements were simply too miraculous and terrifying. They secretly considered whether they should attack him. 　　Leng Aotian looked tenderly at Liu Xuerou in his arms, seemingly oblivious to the two men. 　　"Rou'er, I'm late," Leng Aotian said softly, gazing deeply at Liu Xuerou, his eyes filled with reluctance. 　　"Brother Tian, is it really you?" Liu Xuerou was still in a daze, just moments before believing her husband had met with misfortune, now immersed in the joy of reunion. Although the blows she had suffered were now striking, she felt...

He felt no pain whatsoever.

While transferring energy to Liu Xuerou, Leng Aotian was secretly alarmed. His current

energy was no longer his original true qi, and this higher-level energy was unusable for Liu Xuerou.

Qingjing Sanren and Yinyang Sanren were constantly gathering their power, preparing to attack together, when Leng Aotian waved his hand dismissively

.

"This matter will be discussed another day." Before he finished speaking, Leng Aotian had already turned and stepped out. As soon as he

finished speaking, he vanished from sight without a trace.

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