[The Orphan's Love Affair with a Beauty's Rivalry] (Volume 1, Chapter 017)

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Chapter 017 The Thousand-Mechanism Lock Unlocked, the Heroine Lurks

Suddenly, Xiao Yu burst forth from the dense woods beside the road, fearlessly lunging towards Xiao Wuyue's carriage!

As she flew, she screamed, "Give Wuyue back to me! Don't take him away!... Waaah..."

"...Sister, why don't you take me with you too! Waaah..." The

old woman rushed forward to stop Xiaoyu, holding her tightly in her arms, and gently comforted her, "Let him go,

we can't take him back. This place is dangerous, come with me quickly!"

Xiaoyu struggled desperately, but it was all in vain. She couldn't help but kneel on the ground, wailing and crying

loudly, watching helplessly as Xiao Wuyue's carriage drove further and further away...

The old woman picked up Xiaoyu and sighed, "Alas! Come back with me quickly.

Your mother is very worried about you, she misses you terribly! We have suffered great losses this time. If anything happens to you,

how can explain to the Empress!"

Xiaoyu was still sobbing, murmuring, "Why...why? He would

n't even turn around to look at me!"

Beifeng originally wanted to stop the grandmother and granddaughter, but Wuyue held her right hand tightly as she was about to give the order!

Regardless, he felt that Xiaoyu had treated him fairly well, so how could he bear to let Beifeng harm her? However, to

his utter astonishment, Xiaoyu wasn't mute; how could she speak sign language? He

couldn't !

Beifeng turned around and saw his anxious expression, naturally understanding his thoughts. She felt a slight displeasure, but

she couldn't bear to go against his wishes, so she gave up.

From then on, he lost contact with Xiaoyu. It wasn't

until the next morning that the Prefect of Luoyang arrived with a large number of constables and soldiers. After some investigation

and questioning of many residents, the Prefect concluded: "

A fight broke out yesterday morning between two major Jianghu gangs in the South Street of Mianchi City. Since no bodies were found at the scene, and there were no signs of fighting, the casualties

on both sides are unknown, as is the cause of the conflict."

The Prefect instructed his clerk to draft an official document and immediately report it to his superiors, requesting instructions on how to handle the situation. The reply was delayed,

so the prefect, preferring to avoid trouble, added the incident to the case file as a mystery and

shelved it .

Why? Because the government, unless instructed by a powerful figure to

investigate simply submitting a case analysis and moving on. After all, jianghu

figures were desperate criminals, and officials avoided them like the plague; who wanted to get involved?

The military's attitude was similar. In recent years, there had been constant uprisings across the country; one was barely suppressed before another broke out.

As long as the fierce battles between jianghu gangs weren't directed at the government, no one wanted to get involved. Moreover, even if they wanted to, their forces might not be effective

against powerful jianghu forces, and could easily escalate into larger uprisings!

But would Lady Yunmeng, who had already rushed elsewhere to handle urgent matters, simply let it go?

What measures would she take next?

Inside the luxurious carriage that Murong Ziyan had specially ordered to be brought for Xiao Wuyue—her personal carriage—Beifeng noticed that

he was unable to stand or speak due to his leg injury.

Beifeng channeled her inner energy into his body, silently examining the flow of qi in his meridians. She discovered that he

had been subjected to some kind of restriction and attempted to remove it using acupuncture.

However, the restriction method used by Lady Yunmeng was extremely strange. After carefully examining the condition of his internal injuries, Beifeng

tried more than ten different acupuncture techniques, spending over an hour before finally lifting the restriction on Wuyue!

Beifeng was drenched in sweat! Only a master of her caliber could possibly lift such a complex

and difficult-to-understand restriction.

After being "crippled" for more than twenty days, Xiao Wuyue finally recovered, but he was still

weak and powerless , and his strength had not fully returned. However, this was something that could not be rushed.

Xiao Wuyue felt his meridians being churned up by Beifeng's powerful true energy, suffering excruciating pain

as he finally caught his breath. He had heard Xiaoyu's cries from afar while Beifeng was casting his spell, and

a pang of sympathy had touched him; a look of reluctance crossed his face.

Seeing this, Beifeng remembered how Xiao Wuyue had stopped him from harming the dirty girl, and a slight

displeasure , but he said nothing.

Elsa, standing to the side, couldn't help but tease, "What? You're quite reluctant to part with this little girl? Wuyue,

when did you start liking sullen girls?"

Xiao Wuyue sighed, "Sigh! I'm in a bad mood, so please don't tease me, Sister Elsa, okay?"

Elsa asked, "What's making you unhappy again?"

Xiao Wuyue said sullenly, "Didn't you see how sad Xiaoyu was crying just now? Although we've

been arguing a lot lately, I still feel a little uneasy."

Beifeng finally couldn't help but blurt out, "After you were kidnapped, I searched everywhere for you. Do you know

how heartbroken I was?" After saying that, she realized she had misspoke. It was the first time she had said such a thing to Wuyue

, and she blushed! Then, remembering the bitterness of searching for Wuyue these past few days and losing her appetite, her eyes

reddened again.

Without her saying a word, Xiao Wuyue could tell just by looking at her, and quickly comforted her, "I'm right

here with you now, sister, but Xiaoyu was crying so hard just now..."

After this painful separation, once they were reunited, Beifeng's mindset had changed drastically. She realized that

Wuyase's love for the child was completely different from her love for Wuyue. If Wuyue was water, she was a fish; without him, she

was just a soulless shell, like a fish that cannot live without water. At the same time, she understood that love was

uncompromising !

She couldn't compete with the Madam, but she absolutely refused to let another woman take Wuyue away. For the past forty-odd days,

in her regret, she had repeatedly told herself, "As long as there's a chance in the future, I must bravely let Wuyue

know that I love him! Didn't Wuyue once say that I could have children with whomever I wanted? Then I'll tell him that I

want to be with him..."

Elsa pouted and said angrily, "Yes, yes, Sister Beifeng and I shouldn't have even appeared. You

should go back to that little girl's side, hmph!" After saying that, she tossed her head and ignored him.

Xiao Wuyue lamented inwardly, "What's all this about? How come Sister Ai is similar to Xiaoyu?"

"Have you become so unreasonable?" He hurriedly protested, "Sister Ai, did I say I didn't want to be with you?

I was overjoyed to see Sister Beifeng, my savior, yesterday at dusk!"

Elsa said coquettishly, "Ever since we left the east gate of Mianchi, you've been giving

me this sour face. Is this what happiness looks like? Do I need to say it? Do you think I'm stupid?"

Xiao Wuyue's heart skipped a beat, feeling utterly choked up! He still didn't understand that in matters of the heart, if you expect a woman

to be honest, logical, and reason with you, she wouldn't be a woman! If he were even more naive,

like those days when he always demanded of Xiaoyu that a woman be brave enough to correct her mistakes, then it would be even more...

Unfortunately, most men often make this mistake. When they are in the right, they insist on arguing with their girlfriends to make them admit their mistakes.

Even if they finally hear her say "I was wrong!", she doesn't truly admit her mistake; instead, she hates the man!

Xiao Wuyue, having spent the most time with Murong Ziyan, assumed all women were similar—

reasonable, logical, and clear-headed in discussions, accepting right as right and wrong as wrong. However, Murong

Ziyan was no ordinary woman; she was a rare and exceptional woman, a peerless heroine, possessing an innate leadership quality.

Whether discussing emotions or matters of the heart, she could remain calm and methodical like a man.

Fortunately, Xiao Wuyue understood that if Elsa continued to sulk and ignore her like Xiaoyu, and

Beifeng was not a talkative person, wouldn't she be bored to death?

So he immediately put on a smiling face and said, "Hey! Beautiful lady, I've noticed you're quite pretty even when you're angry

! But you're even prettier when you smile!"

Elsa chuckled and spat, "You really win! With that little mouth of yours, you could easily trick a girl into

selling herself, and she'd probably be counting the money for you!"

A woman's emotions are unpredictable. Just a moment ago, she was all gloomy, vowing never to speak to you again, but in the blink of an eye,

the storm has passed , and she's chatting and laughing with you as if the unpleasantness that just happened never existed. If a man brings up the same old things again,

he's truly hopeless!

As long as these two are together, Beifeng has no chance to interrupt. She got out of the carriage, sat on the shaft,

took the reins from Ye Tianqing, the captain of the first platoon, and decided to act as the coachman.

Xiao Wuyue put his arm around Elsa's waist and asked hesitantly, "Hey, Ice Beauty, I've been gone for so many days,

have you missed me?"

Elsa's smile faded, and she looked at him intently, saying seriously, "Yes... I've been thinking about you every single day, every single moment.

I've been so worried these past few days, unable to find you. I was so afraid I'd forget what you look like, and that

I wouldn't even be able to remember you anymore. Thank goodness, I finally found you!"

Xiao Wuyue said, "Then I'll leave you a keepsake, sister." He

kissed , that tender, pink spot on her skin always being his favorite.

Elsa froze, then said softly, "Wuyue, you have to take responsibility for your actions!"

Xiao Wuyue said, "Why are you suddenly so serious?"

Elsa retorted, "Can you joke about something like this? If you don't want your sister, you can't do this.

You always like to touch your sister inappropriately, and the reason I can tolerate it is because... if it were any other man, I

would !" She

pouted her red lips and tapped his cheek, "I also want to leave you a memento, so you'll never forget

me..." No matter how cheerful and generous she was, she couldn't help but blush at this point and couldn't continue.

Wu Yue said, "How could I forget such a beauty as my sister?"

Elsa whispered, "You little rascal, you're good at flattering women. You've unknowingly won my heart

. I'm an orphan too, and I'm closest to you and Sister Beifeng. Don't let me down...

I'm happy you praise my beauty, but there are so many beauties in the world, can you even remember them all? Honestly, have you ever done that with that dark-faced girl

?"

Xiao Wu Yue spread his hands innocently, "She always has a long face and doesn't say more than ten words a day.

How could I dare?"

Elsa scolded, "I knew it! You wouldn't dare do that to Sister Beifeng either, but you dare flirt with me. I'll strangle

you!" After saying that, she reached out and tickled his ribs. A burst of laughter immediately erupted in the carriage, but it was painful

laughter, so it was accompanied by Xiao Wu Yue's pleas for mercy.

That night, they stayed at an inn in a small town along the way. Beifeng first took a good bath and put on a clean purple robe.

Of course, Xiao Wuyue also thoroughly cleaned himself in his room. The Jingwei team members served him, and while he was clean

, his legs were still incredibly swollen, and even Beifeng couldn't figure out what was wrong. He himself was helpless.

Elsa sent someone to town to fetch a doctor, who discovered that his legs were simply covered with a thick, gelatinous substance resembling

flesh ; the sores and pus were all fake, just made to look incredibly realistic! Of course, the

stench was real, as the pus was made with certain special drugs.

When Beifeng removed her veil, looking completely refreshed, and entered Xiao Wuyue's room, the stunningly

beautiful woman was back!

However, whether she was covered in blood and filth or dressed neatly and smartly,

it made little difference to Xiao Wuyue. To him, Beifeng's appearance held a very secondary significance.

Fearing Wuyue's safety alone, Beifeng decided to share a room with him, while Elsa and Ye Tianqing stayed in the adjacent

rooms .

The Jingwei team members pitched tents around the inn, completely surrounding it.

Elsa had booked the entire inn; the innkeeper, landlady, and staff had all been sent home to rest,

leaving . Many members of the Jingwei team held positions as waiters, servants, or maids in their own households, including Beifeng and the others,

so these tasks were a piece of cake for them, done with practiced ease.

Beifeng let Wuyue sleep on the bed while he sat cross-legged on a chair beside him, watching him.

The three experiences of "abnormal sleep" were still fresh in Wuyue's memory; she had developed a psychological aversion to falling asleep at night and

kept talking to Beifeng, preventing her from entering a meditative state.

"Wuyue, it's very late, why are you still so excited? Why don't you go to sleep?" Beifeng couldn't help but remind her.

Xiao Wuyue said somewhat fearfully, "I'm afraid that if I fall asleep, I'll wake up in a strange and dirty place again.

Since I can't sleep right now, I might as well talk to my sister."

Beifeng frowned and said, "What should we talk about? I'm not very good at talking."

Xiao Wuyue laughed, "Casual chatting is just saying whatever comes to mind. It doesn't matter if it's

meaningful nonsense is fine."

Beifeng thought seriously for a while before mustering her courage to ask, "Of all the people around you, who do you feel

closest to?"

Xiao Wuyue took her arm and said affectionately, "Needless to say, it's naturally Sister Beifeng!"

Beifeng whispered, "Then would you be willing for your sister to accompany you for the rest of your life?"

Xiao Wuyue replied without hesitation, "Of course I would! However, sister will get married sooner or later, and then you..."

"But then you won't be able to stay with me."

Bei Feng said, "If you don't get married, you can stay with me, right?"

Xiao Wuyue frowned, remembering what Murong Ziyan had said. "How can that be? As the saying goes, '

Of the three unfilial acts, the greatest is to have no offspring.' If you don't get married, you won't be able to have children and won't be able to enjoy the joys of family life in the future."

Bei Feng blushed and hesitated, "Wuyue, have you thought about...?" No matter how much

courage , given her personality, she couldn't bring herself to say the rest. She simply closed her eyes and tried her best to meditate, remaining silent.

Xiao Wuyue felt bored and remembered that she hadn't done her homework for the day. So she sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed and began to cultivate the "Shaoyang

Heart Sutra." Following Murong Ziyan's instructions before she left, she had been consistently circulating the Shaoyang Heart Sutra once every night,

and had never stopped for the two months she had been away.

After circulating his internal energy for a full cycle, Xiao Wuyue discovered that his true energy flowed smoothly through the rugged Shaoyang meridian tonight without

any obstruction. Overjoyed, he thought he had achieved mastery of his skill. He quickly gathered his inner energy and

struck the wall by his bedside with his palm, leaving a faint handprint.

Upon closer inspection, he was immediately disappointed! Judging from the depth of the handprint, although his martial arts had improved, he

was still far from the mastery he had imagined.

In the middle of the night, the crescent moon hung like a hook, and a single lamp flickered in the room.

After circulating his internal energy for three full cycles, Beifeng was still wide awake. Opening her eyes, she saw a corner of the room, dark red from the candlelight

, with a shadow beneath the bed curtains. She disliked Wuyue's sleeping posture, but from his even breathing,

she knew he was asleep.

Staying in the room, the rustling of her clothes would inevitably make noise. Not wanting to disturb his rest, she quietly left the room and

strolled into the courtyard, wandering along the secluded path among the flowers and trees. The night was cool and still, the pale blue moonlight making the earth appear as if it were

the primordial chaos of the beginning of time, everything shrouded in a gray haze. The scenery seemed both real and unreal, blurry and

indistinct. A feeling stirred within her, and she murmured, "These stars are not those of last night; for whom do I stand in the wind and dew at midnight?"

Just as she was lost in her own thoughts, she suddenly heard Wuyue scream loudly from inside the room!

She rushed back to the room and found Wuyue sitting on the bed, trembling. He had had another nightmare, and upon

waking , found the room empty, and was filled with panic…

Three days later, Beifeng and Wuyue returned to the Zhou residence in Jinan. Although Beifeng, after rescuing Wuyue, knew that

his wife was most concerned about this matter and promptly reported to Murong Ziyan via carrier pigeon,

Murong Ziyan was still overwhelmed with excitement upon hearing from her maid that Beifeng and Wuyue had arrived outside the Zhou residence gates! She hurriedly

applied makeup, hoping to appear before her beloved in her most beautiful form.

The North Wind's revenge battle had already thrilled her, and Wu Yue's return filled her with even greater joy!

North Wind led Wu Yue into the main hall of Qiu Shui Xuan to pay respects to the majestic Queen seated high above. Murong

Ziyan not only completely forgave North Wind's transgressions but also rewarded her handsomely!

This was indeed a rare act for this queen, known for her iron-fisted rule and ruthless nature. Afterwards, Murong Ziyan took Wu Yue's hand and

led her back to the inner chamber.

After closing the door, Murong Ziyan and Wu Yue passionately embraced and kissed! A thousand words

were conveyed in their tender, loving eyes and in their intoxicating breaths…

That evening, the Zhou family held a grand banquet to welcome North Wind, Wu Yue, and the others.

As Wu Yue entered the reception hall within the Tenglong Pavilion, a soft arm reached out and

embraced him tightly. A familiar female voice choked with sobs in his ear, "Wu Yue, my darling, you're finally back,

sob sob..."

He knew who it was without turning around, overjoyed! He turned and hugged her right arm tightly, "

Aunt , when did you and Uncle Sai return? Why didn't anyone tell me when we got back this afternoon!"

Turning his head, he saw Uncle Sai's proud figure right in front of him, his eyes also glistening with tears of joy, "Wu Yue,

your Aunt Lixiang and I asked Madam not to tell you, we just wanted to give you a surprise. Ah~ It's so good that you're back!"

His voice trailed off with a sob.

Xiao Wu Yue threw himself into his broad embrace, sobbing, "Uncle Sai, I missed you so much!

This time, after being captured by the enemy, I thought I would never see you again! Sob sob~" Although men

don't easily shed tears, it's only because they are deeply saddened!

Xiao Wuyue was an orphan. When he played with his friends in the manor, their parents would

come and take them home at mealtimes. Watching these parents' expressions of scolding or loving affection towards their children, he felt incredibly

envious . Even when some of his friends got into trouble and were punished by their parents, he felt it was a happy thing because

he hadn't experienced that.

Until one day, Mr. and Mrs. Cha Lixiang came to take him back to Qifeng Tower for a meal. As he waved goodbye to his friends

, he felt so happy. The couple loved him dearly, treating him like their own son. If it weren't for the constraints imposed on his wife, they

would have adopted him long ago.

During the banquet, Xiao Wuyue lingered beside Cha Lixiang and her husband, constantly asking about

their well-being. "Uncle Sai, how are Li'er and Amy? Why don't you ever take them back to Jinan to play?"

Sai Xiting smiled helplessly, "Uncle Sai can't make that decision. It's your Aunt Lixiang who doesn't allow the children to come

. Li'er and Amy are also eager to meet you, their older brother!"

Xiao Wuyue turned to complain to Aunt Lixiang, but found her as busy as a socialite, either toasting others or being toasted

herself. She had no time at all; it was always like this during her homecomings. Xiao Wuyue had no choice but to give up,

thinking she would talk to her when she had time.

The guests and hosts enjoyed the banquet, drinking and chatting happily. After the meal, it was already dusk, and everyone dispersed.

As the saying goes, "Absence makes the heart grow fonder." After the banquet, Murong Ziyan couldn't wait to take Wuyue back to

the inner room of Qiushui Pavilion, personally helping him bathe before going to bed with him. The two lay in bed, making love tenderly.

They poured out their longing for each other since their separation, and only fell into a deep sleep in each other's arms at the first light of dawn.

When they awoke, the eastern sky was already ablaze with the colors of sunrise. After carefully dressing and grooming herself, Murong Ziyan

, as usual, took Wuyue to the quiet room in the back garden to supervise his continued cultivation of the "Shaoyang Heart Sutra."

Through persistent daily practice, Xiao Wuyue had now made some progress in this unique internal energy technique.

His rugged and narrow "Shaoyang Meridian" had become a smooth and unobstructed path, and he could now circulate his energy freely without Murong Ziyan's help

; the throbbing pain had completely disappeared. Even more peculiar was that whenever his true energy flowed through the "Shaoyang Meridian," his

drooping penis would involuntarily twitch and move erratically, appearing strangely eerie!

Seeing this happen every time she circulated her internal energy, Xiao Wuyue was very puzzled.

After , she couldn't help but ask, "Sister Ziyan, what kind of martial art am I practicing? Why

is it different from other people's internal energy cultivation? And I can't feel how much my power has increased."

Murong Ziyan replied, "My master is an exceptionally talented genius, one in a hundred years, and she

taught me everything she knew. When you were young, I

used all the transformation techniques she used to train me on you, but for some reason, the effect was always minimal. In the process of trying to open up your meridians, I

discovered that your eight extraordinary meridians are not only difficult to open, but some of the hidden meridians are almost imperceptible!

I have had a special constitution since childhood; my master said that a constitution like mine is one in a hundred years. And according to my

observation and testing, you are the same, but the situation is completely different from mine! Most people can

open some of their eight extraordinary meridians through cultivation, or with the assistance of a top-tier master, to increase their power, but for

you, it's fundamentally..." "Impossible. Because you don't have the hidden meridians that everyone else has. But

you happen to have hidden meridians that almost no one else has! Therefore, the internal energy you cultivate must take a different path."

Next, Murong Ziyan explained to him in detail the principle of using true qi to generate power: "The methods of cultivating qi and truth in Buddhism, Taoism and Buddhism

are very different, but their core is nothing more than that the human body's limbs and various organs are controlled by the meridians and nerves.

Most of the body's actions are controlled by a person's will, but some behaviors are spontaneous and instinctive, such as

the heartbeat and the circulation of blood and qi." The Daoist school of Central China refers to the human body as a microcosm, which makes a lot of sense, because the human body contains

an immense amount of energy. This energy is broadly divided into invisible mental energy and visible, perceptible energy,

much like a massive, unexploded volcano containing a vast amount of boiling lava—calm on the outside, but surging and turbulent

within .

Cultivating Qi and achieving immortality is about finding the key to unlocking this vast treasure trove of energy. The way to do this is to open up

some of the eight extraordinary meridians within the body and use mental power to activate the energy volcano hidden deep within, driving it forward... It unleashed tremendous power.

Of course, being able to gather true qi with one's willpower and unleash this energy is only a basic skill. To achieve something in martial arts,

one must be able to flexibly control this powerful energy at will, gathering it into a beam that can injure people invisibly,

and then gathering it back into the dantian after dissipating it.

Therefore, through acquired cultivation, people's martial arts skills vary in level depending on their cultivation level. However,

everyone has a cultivation limit. After reaching the limit, no matter how hard one tries, it's like reaching a hundred-foot pole and being unable

to make any further progress! This is what is called cultivation talent. Talent is also divided into two types: one is the strength of one's innate willpower,

and the other is the amount of innate energy in the human body. "

Xiao Wuyue asked, "Sister Ziyan, in my opinion, you must have extremely good talent. Even men

can't compare to you!"

Murong Ziyan proudly said, "There are indeed not many people with such special innate physique as me. But in the world today,

I am not the only one with exceptionally high aptitude for Qi cultivation. Among the people I have met, the

so-called Yunmeng Niangniang and Beifeng are also exceptionally talented." "Women. These kinds of people are born with incredibly strong willpower, and the amount of energy

they possess is unparalleled in the world!"

Xiao Wuyue nodded: "They are indeed very special."

Murong Ziyan continued: "The potential possessed by the human body is incredible. Take me for example, relying on

my powerful willpower, I can already manifest this powerful energy within my body externally; my master calls it spiritual awareness. If

I gather my true qi to strengthen my willpower, the emitted spiritual awareness can cover a radius of a hundred feet, sensing the presence and activities of any person or

larger animal, according to..." " I've observed that Lady Yunmeng likely possesses similar abilities.

Furthermore , through this powerful willpower, she can even command people or animals to perform

actions that even they themselves find inexplicable."

Xiao Wuyue asked with some disbelief, "How is that possible? Is willpower really that powerful?"

Murong Ziyan didn't answer, nor did she make any special gestures. She simply concentrated her inner energy,

channeling it to her forehead and emitting invisible yet powerful brainwaves—that is, spiritual sense—to probe

the situation within a hundred-zhang radius of the mansion.

After a moment, Murong Ziyan described what the guards and maids in the mansion were doing.

Curious, Xiao Wuyue went out for a stroll, and what those people were doing was exactly as she had described!

After circling around, Xiao Wuyue returned to the quiet room, exclaiming in admiration, "Sister, you're truly amazing!

You were right about everything! Sister, could you use your spiritual sense to summon someone over here so I can see them?"

His return thrilled Murong Ziyan, who remained excited even now. Her childlike spirit rekindled, and using her spiritual sense

to discover that Beifeng was currently sitting cross-legged in her duty room at Qiushui Pavilion, she playfully said, "Of course!

Now, I'll summon Beifeng to the door of the quiet room and have her bang her head against the wall, hehe!"

Xiao Wuyue dismissively replied, "Although Sister Beifeng is your personal bodyguard, her status in the martial arts world

is extremely high, and she is also the most beautiful woman in the world today. Sister, your playful ..." "Isn't it a bit inappropriate to treat her like this?"

Upon hearing this, Murong Ziyan couldn't help but say sourly, "Oh! You went out with this girl once, and you're already so

protective of her? I think you two were all lovey-dovey the whole way, you've probably already pledged your lives to each other, haven't you?"

Xiao Wuyue said, "Sister Ziyan, do you really think I'm that kind of person?"

Murong Ziyan said coquettishly, "Don't I know you? Aren't you? Sigh! Fine,

Beifeng has done such a great service this time, I can accept her. But don't always defend that girl in front of your sister, you

should know that women get jealous! Also, I have to make it clear to you in advance, no matter what happens in the future, your sister

must be the first wife!"

Xiao Wuyue laughed, "Alright, alright! From now on, sister will be my first wife. But as for Sister Beifeng, she has

never said she wants to marry me."

Murong Ziyan said, "You're really stupid. How could a girl say such a thing? Can't you see what she

's thinking?"

Xiao Wuyue thought for a moment and smiled, "If Sister Beifeng is really willing, then she can be my second wife..."

Murong Ziyan said angrily, "Did I say I agreed to you marrying that girl? You've already made arrangements so quickly?"

Faced with such an unreasonable person, Xiao Wuyue could only nod and remain silent.

Murong Ziyan ignored him and used her spiritual sense, with powerful brainwaves and willpower, to make

Beifeng in the Qiushui Pavilion stand up involuntarily. As if sleepwalking, she came to the back garden and entered the secluded room. Sure enough,

she bumped into the door! But she seemed unaware and entered as if nothing had happened, pouring a cup of tea for Murong Ziyan and Wuyue respectively

.

Murong Ziyan withdrew her spiritual sense, and Beifeng suddenly came to her senses. A look of surprise appeared on her beautiful and refined face

. She had just been meditating peacefully in her room, and she didn't know how she had inexplicably ended up here.

Murong Ziyan was too lazy to explain to her, and simply instructed her, "Beifeng, go out and relay my orders. From

now on, Wuyue and I will be in seclusion to cultivate a unique skill for him. During our seclusion, no

one is allowed to enter within thirty feet of the meditation room. Anyone who violates this order will be killed without mercy!"

Beifeng acknowledged and turned to leave the meditation room, closing the door behind her before going out to announce her mistress's

order.

...

The ingeniously constructed heating system kept the meditation room warm and cozy, yet there was not a trace of smoke

from burning . On the futon where Xiao Wuyue practiced his martial arts, Murong Ziyan sat opposite him, embracing tightly,

sharing a passionate kiss, and tenderly caressing and entwining themselves…

After a tender and affectionate exchange, having been separated from Wuyue for nearly two months, Murong Ziyan decided to

check on his progress in cultivating his internal energy before he began his practice.

Murong Ziyan retrieved an earthenware pot from a hidden compartment in the quiet room, took out the small silver snake that Xiao Wuyue hadn't used in almost a year, and

wrapped it around his lifeless penis. She solemnly said to him, “Now clear your mind of

distractions, draw upon the true energy from your inner core, and circulate it through your body as usual…” As she spoke, she

extended slender hand and pressed it against Xiao Wuyue's Qihai acupoint to examine the circulation of his internal energy.

When Murong Ziyan detected that his internal energy was flowing to the Qugu acupoint, she again instructed in a deep voice, "Wuyue, you

must be careful now. Don't guide your internal energy from the Qugu acupoint to the Huiyin acupoint as usual. Instead

, forcefully channel your energy into the 'Qianji Meridian' to impact the Qichong acupoint!"

The so-called "Qianji Meridian" is a

tiny . This barely perceptible meridian

was discovered by Murong Ziyan after repeated setbacks in her efforts to open up Wuyue's eight extraordinary meridians. Such

a hidden meridian does not exist in normal human meridians; Xiao Wuyue is arguably the only person in the world to possess such a unique hidden meridian!

Therefore, Murong Ziyan specifically named this hidden meridian in his body the "Qianji Meridian."

Xiao Wuyue followed her instructions, forcibly altering the normal flow of his internal energy and directing it into the Qianji Meridian.

Who knew that the Thousand Meridians were practically like capillaries, far more rugged and difficult to traverse than the Lesser Yang Meridians!

When he forcefully channeled his true energy into the Thousand Meridians, the throbbing pain intensified!

Xiao Wuyue tried several times to forcefully open the acupoints with his true energy, causing unbearable bloating and pain in his lower abdomen, but all to no avail!

Seeing that he was unable to open the Thousand Meridians on his own, Murong Ziyan had no choice but to press her jade palm tightly against his Qi Sea acupoint,

raising her own true energy to thirty percent of its power. With a burst of true energy, a torrent immediately poured into Xiao Wuyue's Qi Sea acupoint, helping

him to forcefully attack the barrier.

Even so, the breakthrough still failed! However, Murong Ziyan's own true energy was incredibly abundant. If this failed, she would try

again, gathering her true energy to forty percent of its power, strengthening the force of the breakthrough, and launching another fierce attack on the rugged Thousand Meridians

!

Murong Ziyan repeatedly failed in her attempts, but she refused to give up, relentlessly launching wave after wave of attacks,

her power constantly increasing...

Xiao Wuyue's brows furrowed, his face contorted in extreme pain, large beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, clearly

enduring the excruciating pain in his lower abdomen!

Murong Ziyan remained unmoved, continuing to forcefully push forward with her true energy. When she raised her power to seventy percent,

she finally helped him successfully pass through the barrier, the surging true energy flowing smoothly through the Thousand Meridians!

At the instant the Thousand Meridians were opened, the silver-threaded snake coiled around his penis suddenly opened its mouth and bit the

head of his penis, injecting venom into his body through its hollow fangs! Unlike before, when it would only bite once and then release its

grip , this time the silver-threaded snake held on tightly to the head of his penis, never letting go, and venom continued

to flow into his body.

Murong Ziyan withdrew her surging true energy, removed her jade palm from Xiao Wuyue's lower abdomen, and reached out to pinch the

venom gland on the snake's head, kneading it incessantly to allow the venom to be injected into his body more quickly…

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of hot tea, all the venom in the little silver-threaded snake's body had been squeezed into the tip of the rod. The snake's body

gradually stiffened, and then it slowly died! Murong Ziyan was overjoyed, for this was

a sign that Xiao Wuyue had achieved initial success in cultivating the "Lesser Yang Heart Sutra"!

Murong Ziyan cheered like a young girl, hugging Xiao Wuyue and spinning him around several times, shouting with boundless

joy , "Wuyue, we finally succeeded! Although you only have 50% of your power at this moment,

and it will still take time before you reach the Great Perfection, it is already no easy feat!"

After years of arduous cultivation, Xiao Wuyue had finally achieved initial success, and he was naturally overjoyed as well!

Murong Ziyan let him rest for more than half an hour, and then instructed him to guide the pure

and strong primordial yang energy in his dantian through the "Thousand Meridians" and then pour it all into the Qichong acupoint.

Murong Ziyan explained, "Pouring primordial yang energy into the Qichong acupoint through the Thousand Meridians in this way is

the method to open the 'Thousand Meridian Lock' in the 'Lesser Yang Heart Sutra'! At this moment, the Lesser Yang Heart Sutra internal energy cultivation method you are practicing

will soon begin to operate automatically!"

As soon as the "Thousand Meridian Lock" was opened, just as Murong Ziyan had said, the "Lesser Yang Heart Sutra" in Xiao Wuyue's body

immediately began to operate automatically: pure yang true energy was emitted from the dantian, along the Guanyuan, Zhongji, Qugu, Huiyin, Huiyang and...

The white ring acupoints, through that unique "Shaoyang Meridian," returned to the Qihai acupoint, completing the first cycle

.

Without Xiao Wuyue's intervention, the pure Yang true energy emanated from the Qihai acupoint again, automatically beginning the second cycle, continuing in

a continuous, cyclical manner…

Moreover, this cycle was not merely a simple repetition; with each cycle of the Shaoyang Heart Meridian, the intensity of the true energy

flow increased. Thus, after the Shaoyang Heart Meridian's true energy automatically circulated three times within Xiao Wuyue's body, his

languid penis, like an inflating balloon, gradually rose, swelled, and became as hard as

an iron pestle !

Its shaft took on a serpentine shape, a bizarre form!

Murong Ziyan was overjoyed at the sight! To enhance the effect, she excitedly told him, "Now,

channel the Qichong acupoint. This is also a method to close the Thousand Machine Lock."

Xiao Wuyue asked in confusion, "Both involve channeling true energy into the Qichong acupoint, so why does it sometimes open and

sometimes close the Thousand Machine Lock?"

Murong Ziyan laughed excitedly, "According to Master, activating the Thousand Machine Lock in its closed state and deactivating it in its activated

state are both done using this method. The first time is opening, the second time is closing, and so on."

Xiao Wuyue nodded and followed her instructions. Thanks to the final bite from the silver thread snake, he successfully passed the test this time using only his own

true energy . Just as Murong Ziyan had said, the effect was indeed the opposite of the first time. This time, he successfully

closed the "Thousand Machine Lock," and his penis quickly became limp.

Immediately, Murong Ziyan instructed him to circulate his energy for the third time, opening the "Thousand Machine Lock" once more…

Murong Ziyan couldn't help but feel tense, her gaze fixed intently on the man who captivated her so deeply.

According to the "Lesser Yang Heart Sutra" manual, Xiao Wuyue's unique physique was a

rare and the perfect candidate to cultivate this extraordinary skill. The manual also mentioned that the "Lesser Yang Heart Sutra" used

guiding the primordial Yang energy within the inner core of the Qi Sea to open the "Thousand Machine Lock," serving as the method for opening and closing it. The third opening of

the "Thousand Machine Lock" would officially activate this extraordinary skill!

Murong Ziyan eagerly anticipated seeing what reaction Wuyue would exhibit after the Lesser Yang Heart Sutra began to operate on its

own .

The waiting felt incredibly long. After about the time it takes to drink a cup of hot tea, she saw

a slight tremor in his lower abdomen. Using her spiritual sense, she discovered that he had finally opened the Thousand Machine Lock again!

Murong Ziyan looked up and saw his cheeks flush rapidly, his eyes bloodshot, and

his , swelling again until it became a

red-hot iron rod, eight inches long but not too thick, standing stiffly and erect like a flagpole pointing high into the sky!

"What amazing Yuan Yang skill! Perhaps only Wu Yue could have reached such a level!" Murong Ziyan

exclaimed , the effect far exceeding her expectations!

Upon first seeing Wu Yue in such an excited and impulsive state, her own desire was also uncontrollably aroused. A surge of heat

coursed through her body, quickly spreading throughout her entire being. Her body burned with heat.

She and gracefully and slowly began to undress…

At this moment, in Xiao Wu Yue's eyes, Murong Ziyan was no longer the formidable heroine, no longer his

revered master and godmother, but a tall, healthy, and voluptuous woman of unparalleled beauty.

Her skin was fair, her face rosy, her expression spirited, and her demeanor elegant and beautiful. Her beauty rivaled that of a young girl,

and the alluring charm of a mature woman far surpassed that of a young girl. His desire grew stronger.

People often overlook those closest to them, having no concept of their appearance. After

more than ten years together, this was the first time he had truly looked at Murong Ziyan closely. A woman is most beautiful when she undresses under the lamplight—this saying

is absolutely true!

Her hair was styled in a high bun, her nose delicate and her lips cherry-red. Two strands of soft hair cascaded over her shoulders.

She had arched eyebrows and large, almond-shaped eyes. A small, auspicious mole adorned her right eyebrow. Her eyes were perfectly set, her brows like distant mountains shrouded in mist, her eyes like pools of autumn water. Her nose had a

high , prominent bridge, a slightly hooked tip forming a perfect arc. The tip was smooth

and fleshy, without visible bone. Her nostrils were small and her nostrils slightly thick. Whether viewed from the front or the side, it was perfectly rounded—a standard, well-proportioned

bulbous nose, a sign of good fortune in physiognomy, perfectly complementing her oval face, which was overflowing with good luck!

Her philtrum was wide and deep, her lips pale red and cherry-red, the corners slightly upturned like a crescent moon, of moderate size, with red lips and white teeth

. Her lower lip was slightly thinner. Her tongue was rosy, and her long, white, even front teeth were slightly larger, suggesting she could hold onto wealth. Her lips were full,

sexy and alluring without being overly thick, easily inspiring a passionate kiss.

Her forehead was smooth and flawless, with slightly high temples and a slightly protruding hairline. Her cheeks were full and rounded, and whenever she

smiled, a pair of sexy and beautiful dimples would form on either side of her mouth. Her earlobes were full and fleshy. Her

round plump, rich, and beautiful double chin was the standard image of a court lady.

Her figure was well-proportioned, with broad yet rounded shoulders, a slender waist that was still voluptuous due to her full breasts and hips, creating

an alluring figure with a prominent bust and buttocks. Her skin was snow-white and delicate. Above her slender waist, beyond her flat abdomen, her full

breasts stood out prominently. Her high, bowl-shaped breasts had slightly downward-sloping peaks, appearing soft and elastic, swaying with

her movements. Her rose-colored areolas protruded slightly from her nipples, dotted with tiny fleshy bumps.

Her purple nipples stood erect, their diameter and length slightly larger than a thumb, appearing enormous.

Her waistline was extremely high, and below her slender waist, a prominent, rounded bulge stretched taut over her underpants, with only

her lower abdomen slightly flattened. Her pelvis was wide and full, and her soft, protruding buttocks were as large as washbasins—a sign of good fortune for her husband and children,

indicating her high fertility.

A deep cleft extended down to the alluring, barely visible crevice between her legs. From

the angle slightly below and behind her, the exceptionally well-developed, dark labia majora rose high on

either side of the slightly parted crevice, completely exposing her alabaster-like inner labia. The inner labia also parted irresponsibly,

folding they resembled a narrow strip of fabric, reminiscent of an alluring thong.

Three faint stretch marks already adorned her slightly protruding, full abdomen,

forming These grooves peeked out from the front of her underpants, adding to her alluring curves. Her

soft, pubic hair was slightly thicker, obscuring her mysterious triangle area. Her legs were long and straight, thicker at the top and thinner at the bottom with

a smooth transition; if there were a contest for the most beautiful legs, she would undoubtedly be the winner!

Those unbound feet… sigh! Never mind, everything about them is fine, very beautiful, just a little too big, which is

n't a good thing for a woman, but it does suit her tall figure and athletic build.

Besides, there's another unique beauty radiating from her brows and eyes—that's elegance, making

her beautiful face appear even more refined and graceful, truly the epitome of a noblewoman!

Xiao Wuyue, dabbling in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and various other arts, and with a rudimentary understanding of physiognomy, could only marvel at such a

flawless , fair, and auspiciously blessed face! The only flaw was the overly prominent bridge of Murong Ziyan's nose, indicating a stronger sense of self-esteem and confidence than most men, which added many twists and turns

to her life of many children and blessings . 　　He often praised his master's beauty, but those were just casual flattery; only today did he truly understand! 　　Murong Ziyan, who cultivated the "Charming Maiden's Heart Demon Technique," the most powerful seductive art in the martial arts world, naturally knew how a woman should undress to best arouse a man's desire. Therefore, even when she was undressed, she appeared incredibly alluring and sensual. 　　After removing her white dress and undergarments, the middle-aged beauty was left with only a bodice and a pair of narrow underpants clinging to her hips, revealing her full, swollen breasts and plump, white buttocks. Her rounded breasts were faintly visible beneath the semi-transparent bodice—truly a fiery, devilish figure! Due to her age, Murong Ziyan's large breasts sagged slightly, but because of their size, they still appeared high and prominent. Her lower abdomen was slightly protruding, a unique characteristic of middle-aged women, which, in his eyes, now constituted a mature beauty! 　　Xiao Wuyue couldn't help but stare at the beautiful woman's plump, white lower body. Her buttocks were large and arched high , and her narrow underpants couldn't even cover the thick pubic hair between her legs, revealing most of her buttocks, barely covering her genitals. His gaze then shifted to the woman's swollen breasts, her two large, slightly sagging breasts almost bursting out of her undergarment, the two large, purplish nipples faintly visible! 　　His gaze was irrevocably drawn to the woman's large, dark nipples, as if seeing them for the first time. Murong Ziyan, seeing him staring lustfully at her breasts, felt her blood surging with a burning sensation within her, and felt some indescribable changes occurring within her, creating a strong need. Under his uninhibited gaze, the aroused Murong Ziyan felt her breasts swell even more, her nipples hardening even more! 　　Murong Ziyan gracefully tossed her flowing hair, smiled sweetly at Xiao Wuyue, and shook her full, plump, and soft breasts. She lifted her large, white breasts high with both hands, trying her best to show the boy her feminine charm and alluring bosom. She giggled seductively and said, "You little rascal, why are you staring at my chest? It's not like I haven't seen them before. What's so interesting about my body? My breasts and buttocks are just a bit bigger than those of young girls. Is my baby hungry and wants to drink his mother's milk?" 　　Murong Ziyan raised her right leg and leaned back in the chair, bringing her crotch triangle close to his nose, and chuckled seductively, "My little baby, smell my scent down there, isn't it nice? Isn't it sultry?" Xiao 　　Wuyue noticed that the crotch of her narrow, close-fitting underpants was already soaked, making the already thin silk even more transparent. The thick, dark forest between the middle-aged woman's legs was clearly visible, with many pubic hairs peeking out from the sides. He couldn't help but marvel at the amount of pubic hair! He nodded in response. 　　Murong Ziyan continued in a sweet voice, "These past few days have been my ovulation period, also the time when a woman's libido is at its peak each month. There's a lot of moisture down there, the area around the opening looks sticky, and the underpants get wet very quickly. If you just part the already soaked crotch, you can see where we women give birth."

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