【The Lewd Heroine】(1-3)

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(I)
Sui Dynasty.
Emperor Yang of Sui was licentious, cruel, and tyrannical, imposing heavy taxes that plunged the people into misery.
Moral character declined, prostitution flourished, and bandits were rampant, leaving no chance of survival.
Even the Jiangnan region, once a land of plenty, was now a desolate place.
Pingruan Town was considered one of the better towns, complete with gambling dens, teahouses, restaurants, and brothels.
Not far from the town lived a farmer's house, inhabited by a father and daughter. The father, Han De, was forty years old, and the daughter,

Han Yufeng sixteen. Yufeng lost her mother at a young age and was raised by Han De.
Han De's father had been a martial arts practitioner, and Han De had learned martial arts from him since childhood. Later, his father

died in a duel, instructing him never to return to the martial arts world.
Therefore, Han De became a farmer in Pingruan Town, married, and had children.
Although he himself didn't participate in the martial arts world, he couldn't bear to see his family's martial arts skills die out.
So, he passed on all his skills to his daughter, Han Yufeng. Perhaps

because she , sixteen-year-old Han Yufeng was already very well-developed.
With slender willow eyebrows, a delicate nose, fair cheeks with a rosy glow, and a small, bright red mouth, she was

truly adorable.
Her breasts, like two flower buds about to bloom, pushed upwards with all their might under her floral shirt. Her
slender waist and full hips swayed gently as she walked, captivating countless men, young and old.
The father and daughter depended on each other for survival, and their lives were relatively comfortable. Han De would go to town every day, and when he returned,

he would bring Yufeng one or two small trinkets. When Yufeng was happy, she would hug her father's neck and rub her

pink face his rough face.
As dusk approached, Han De still hadn't returned home. Yu Feng, impatient for her gift, headed straight for town

.
Because it was close by, many people there knew her, and she soon learned her father had gone to a

place called "Fragrance Courtyard."
Yu Feng knew of the place, but had never been inside. Before, when she went to town with her father, she always

waited for him at a familiar place.
Arriving at the entrance of "Fragrance Courtyard," Han Yu Feng saw several brightly dressed young women arguing with passersby.
"Is my father here?" she asked one of them.
"Little girl, looking for your father? What's your father's name?"
"Han De."
"Oh, it's him. He's upstairs in room seven. Go in yourself."
Yu Feng entered "Fragrance Courtyard," unaware that this was the beginning of a turning point in her life.
Yu Feng saw girls nestled in men's arms, letting out soft moans as the men's hands

roamed .
Every room she passed emitted sounds of moaning and groaning, sounds that

unsettled her, making her both want to hear them and afraid to listen.
Arriving at room number seven, the door was ajar. She gently pushed it open and went inside. There was only a bed with a canopy

hanging down , the bed rocking incessantly, the canopy swaying as if in the wind. She heard that sound again, "Mmm

...ah...gently...oh...gently..." Curious, she lifted the canopy, and the scene before her left her

speechless.
Her father, naked, was on top of a girl, his firm

buttocks A thick penis was rapidly thrusting in and out of the girl's genitals, clear fluid

flowing from them.
Han De was gripping the girl's breasts, squeezing them hard, turning her once snow-white breasts red.

The two were at the height of their passion, neither noticing the new spectator beside them.
Yu Feng felt her mouth go dry, her face burning hot, she could even hear her own heartbeat, and a restlessness she had never felt before surged

through her body .
Panicked and disoriented, she fled out the door and ran all the way home, her emotions remaining unsettled for a long time.
Later, her father returned, bringing the same little trinket, but this time Yu Feng didn't embrace him.

A year passed in the blink of an eye, and Han Yu Feng's body had undergone significant changes. Her
once budding breasts had fully blossomed, her snow-white, full breasts too large to be covered by a single hand, her pink

areolas like flower petals, and her cherry-like nipples so sensitive that they sent a tingling sensation when brushed against her clothes. Her delicate

skin was as smooth as fine silk, and her round, slightly upturned buttocks were even more voluptuous than the previous year. This flower-like

young woman was truly a masterpiece of nature.
As the saying goes, even a Bodhisattva has three thoughts a day, let alone a human! That day, Han Yu Feng had a single

thought : she wanted to go out and see the world! She ran to tell her father. Han De didn't object, only advising

her to be discerning in her dealings with people, and then taught her some martial arts.
And so, Han Yu Feng, filled with excitement, embarked on her journey.
Kaifeng.
A bustling metropolis, home to all sorts of people, from royalty and nobility to ruffians and beggars.
One day, a young woman dressed in a tight-fitting outfit appeared on the street; she was Han Yufeng. Yufeng

had been traveling north from Jiangnan, her destination the capital.
Along the way, she had seen starving people and bandits, heard the cries of the common people, and rarely had she seen such a prosperous town

. Everything Pingruan had, and even things Pingruan lacked, was here.
The streets were alive with the sounds of vendors' cries, street performers' gongs and drums, nobles' horses' hooves, beggars' pleas, and

the clamor of ordinary people—a vibrant and lively scene!
Someone dressed like Yufeng would normally be unremarkable, but her natural beauty was undeniable. Her simple attire only

accentuated her pure and delicate charm, like a clear stream flowing from a mountaintop into this murky society, bringing

a sense of tranquility.
Almost every man stared at her!
Yufeng found an inn to stay in. As night fell, Yufeng changed into a black tight-fitting outfit. She was going to

rob the rich to help the poor ! This wasn't the first time; all the silver she carried had been given to starving people. This time, she went

to a brothel, not to steal the prostitutes' money, but the clients'.
She entered from the back and landed lightly on the second floor.
It was late at night, and most of the overnight clients had already fallen asleep with their girls.
Yu Feng searched several brothels without success, and she walked lightly down the corridor.
Light shone from the room ahead. She silently approached and poked a hole in the paper window to peek inside.
She saw a burly man pinning a prostitute to a table, vigorously having sex with her!
Instantly, the scene of her father and the prostitute a year ago flashed before her eyes, and the desires buried

deep within Yu Feng erupted all at once.
Since that day, countless times she would unconsciously touch her genitals while bathing, countless times

she would crave her father's touch on her delicate face with his beard during their embraces.
And now, the scene of a man and woman having sex was before her eyes again.
Yu Feng felt a strange tingling sensation all over her body, her beautiful eyes fixed on the pair of fleshy creatures in the room!
She saw the man holding the prostitute's legs, his hands forcefully squeezing her large breasts.
His buttocks thrust back and forth with great force, his penis, covered in semen, repeatedly entering and exiting the prostitute's vagina,

leaving her dizzy and disoriented,
muttering incoherently.
"Oh...good girl...oh!...so comfortable...you're so good...so good...ah!...

more ...humph..."
Yu Feng, watching from outside the door, was already burning up, her cheeks flushed. She rubbed her breasts through her clothes,

her legs pressed tightly together, rubbing against each other. A trickle of vaginal fluid flowed from her vulva, soaking her panties. Soon

, even her tight-fitting clothes were wet. She was crouching, her wet pants clinging to her flesh,

clearly showing a cleft between her buttocks.
She was completely unaware of all this; the senses and alertness of a martial artist were completely gone.
At this moment, a man emerged from a room at the other end of the corridor. This man was a wealthy man from the city, a lecherous

but henpecked husband who only dared to come to the brothel at night, having to rush home before dawn.
He was startled to see Yu Feng and was about to shout when he saw her pants soaked with vaginal fluid. As

a seasoned lover, he immediately knew that this young woman was aroused.
He tiptoed behind Yu Feng, gently sniffing her upturned buttocks. The sweet fragrance of her vaginal

fluids filled his nostrils, and his penis, which had just ejaculated inside the prostitute, began to stir again.
Yu Feng's attire clearly indicated she was a female thief, but her beautiful figure, full, round buttocks, and

the fragrant vaginal fluids exuded a deadly allure.
The wealthy man seemed to already see the youthful, fragrant body of a young girl. He disregarded all danger

and wrapped his arms around Yu Feng. Han Yu Feng, bent over, was engrossed in her gaze when she was suddenly attacked.
Instinctively, she straightened up and turned to look back, only to collide with the wealthy man's large mouth. A strong

masculine scent assaulted her senses, instantly softening the lustful young woman once more.
The wealthy man half-carried, half-dragged Yu Feng into the next room. Yu Feng was dazed, her hands still

clutching her breasts, her face flushed, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion.
The wealthy man brushed Yu Feng's hands aside and instead caressed her breasts.
Yu Feng felt waves of tingling pleasure spreading from her breasts throughout her body, and her breasts swelled, making her uncomfortable. She

craved the man's touch and even his squeezing, and her whole body went limp in his arms like cotton. The wealthy man

hurriedly helped her to the bed. For him, a seasoned lover, undressing a woman was effortless;

in no time, Han Yu Feng's snow-white, translucent body was exposed to the air.
Her smooth skin was white with a rosy glow, her high breasts trembled with each breath, rising and

falling like peeled eggs, the two bright red nipples further emphasizing their delicate whiteness.
A smooth abdomen, a slender waist, and plump buttocks outlined a beautiful curve. Her long, white legs were

tightly pressed together without a gap, and her dark pubic hair covered her vulva smoothly. The strong contrast between black and white stimulated

the wealthy man's visual nerves!
This was simply a masterpiece of heaven. When had he ever seen such a beauty in the world of pleasure?
Even if a knife were held to the wealthy man's neck now, he would not back down.
An old hand is an old hand. The wealthy man was in no hurry to mount her. He parted her tightly pressed legs, knelt

between , and leaned down to carefully admire her alluring triangle.
The virgin's rosy labia were tightly closed, leaving him a thin red slit. A trace of crystal-clear liquid flowed from the

slit , moistening the pubic hair on both sides of the labia.
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The wealthy man's index finger was greatly aroused. His chubby fingers pressed against the two plump labia and gently parted them.
A small, never-before-seen opening was exposed to the air for the first time. The tender, red flesh inside

trembled slightly, unable to withstand the external stimulation, and a thin, clear liquid flowed out like a clear spring.
The wealthy man, burning with lust and feeling parched, saw this scene as if it were nectar

, and plunged down, sucking hard at the vaginal opening.
"Ugh!...No...Ah..." The intense stimulation caused Yu Feng to let out a soul-stirring moan.

She instinctively squeezed her legs together, her body twisting and turning, as if unable to bear the stimulation.
Ever since Han Yu Feng's private parts were exposed to the wealthy man, Yu Feng had nervously closed her eyes.
But this only made her more sensitive. She clearly felt the wealthy man's fingers pressing on her

labia , and she clearly felt her never-before-seen opening coming into contact with air for the first time. And wisps of

air flowed into her tender opening with the wealthy man's breath. Shame and excitement intertwined, and a surge of heat welled up

within her .
Just then, a wet, large mouth suddenly covered her vulva, causing her to open

her eyes abruptly. She saw the wealthy man kneeling between her legs, incessantly sucking her vaginal fluids.
She had never seen anything like this before, nor had she ever imagined it could be like this! The novel stimulation was

irresistible , and she could only tightly grip his head. The wealthy man's tongue slid up and down along her vulva,

gently teasing her sensitive clitoris, the tip occasionally probing into Han Yufeng's vagina. Han Yufeng, still a virgin, had

never experienced such intense stimulation. Her whole body trembled uncontrollably, her hands gripping the sheets helplessly,

her pearly white teeth biting her lower lip, her cheeks flushed, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on her delicate nose.
"Ugh... um... hmph..." Soft, intermittent moans escaped from Yufeng's nose,

especially when the wealthy man's rough tongue brushed against her clitoris; the moans suddenly rose in pitch, as if protesting something, or perhaps...

It was a hint to the wealthy man. More and more of the semen flowed into his mouth, which he readily accepted,

swallowing it down with gulps. "
It's time to mount," the wealthy man thought.
He straightened up, wiped the semen from his mouth, and straddled Yu Feng. He guided his already erect

penis to Yu Feng's overflowing vulva, and with a sudden downward thrust, his entire penis plunged

into her.
"Ah!..." Yu Feng cried out in pain. The rupture of her hymen caused a tearing pain, and her body

involuntarily tensed. Her hands weakly pushed against the man on top of her. At this moment, she was completely

like a weak woman; she had completely forgotten that she knew martial arts, forgotten that she could kill him with a flick of her wrist, let alone simply

push him away.
The wealthy man pressed his weight firmly against the young woman beneath him, kissing her cheeks with his large mouth, gently caressing her breasts

with his hands , his fingers lightly pinching her cherry-like nipples, while

his penis remained still after penetration.
Gradually, Yu Feng's resistance weakened.
Her tense body relaxed under the wealthy man's gentle caresses, and the pain in her lower body lessened,

replaced by a feeling of fullness and tingling. At this moment, the wealthy man's buttocks moved slightly, and "Mmm..."

Yu Feng let out a soft moan.
This moan was a signal to the wealthy man; a seasoned womanizer, he could hear

a hint of pleasure in it.
So, he began to move his buttocks rhythmically.
His thrusts were not intense, but skillful; he knew how to arouse a woman's desire. Even a ravenous

woman was experiencing ecstasy under him, so how could he not handle Han Yu Feng, a girl who had just lost her virginity?
The thick, hard penis stretched the virgin's tight vagina to its limit, squeezing out a thin stream of blood-red fluid with each thrust

. The fluid flowed down Han Yufeng's pink buttocks and onto the bed, quickly soaking the sheet beneath her

.
"Ugh... ugh... oh... ah..." Han Yufeng experienced wave after wave of

pleasure , involuntarily letting out moans. She was experiencing the joy of sexual intercourse for the first time;

she realized how wonderful the act between men and women could be. She gradually lost herself in this intense pleasure, her body involuntarily

responding to the master's movements.
The woman's tender, welcoming touch made the wealthy man quicken his thrusts. He hadn't expected this little girl to be so naturally alluring

; the soft flesh inside her vagina writhed and squeezed his

penis like rings of flesh, almost making him ejaculate prematurely. He quickly composed himself, determined not to ejaculate before she reached climax

. This little girl was so beautiful; he had to make her feel good in one go before anything else could happen—this

was a lesson he'd learned over the years.
The wealthy man's large mouth covered Han Yufeng's small mouth, his tongue already inside, entwining with hers

and sucking incessantly.
Han Yufeng's face flushed red, fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead and nose. She passionately returned the wealthy man's kiss,

her arms tightly wrapped around his neck, her slender waist swaying gently, welcoming his thrusts.
The night was already deep.
The two on the bed continued their entanglement.
One was a seasoned veteran of the pleasure quarters, the other a beautiful, virtuous woman experiencing her first love.
The two were now desperately trying to merge into each other.
Han Yufeng's body writhed more and more violently, her ecstatic moans growing more rapid; climax was imminent

.
The wealthy man's movements also quickened, his buttocks thrusting powerfully.
With a soft moan, Han Yufeng climaxed, reaching her first orgasm.
The wealthy man then shuddered and ejaculated.
Suddenly, the world fell silent. Both men lay motionless, panting. The wealthy man lay on top of Yufeng, his

ejaculated penis inside her vagina, which sucked at him like a small mouth, giving him

great pleasure.
Yufeng, experiencing this intense pleasure for the first time, combined with the vigorous activity, was weak and unable

to push the man away. She drifted off to sleep in the afterglow of her orgasm.
In the morning, the early birds once again awakened the sleeping people.

The sounds of vendors hawking their wares, vehicles, and horses' hooves gradually filled the streets and alleys, signaling the start of a new day.
Han Yufeng had slept particularly soundly. The beauty, just waking from her dream, stretched languidly, only to find

herself completely naked. She quickly shrank back into bed, remembering the frenzied scene from the previous night.
The wealthy man beside her was still asleep. Looking at his round, plump face, she realized

this chubby fellow was the first man in her life, the one who had brought her such intense pleasure. Last night's events made her blush. 　　Just as she was blushing and reminiscing about the night before, she noticed the wealthy man was awake, grinning at her: "Little beauty, you're awake!" 　　"Mmm…" Han Yufeng responded softly, already too embarrassed to leave the bed any longer. 　　The wealthy man gently lifted her rosy face, admiring her beautiful features: " A beauty like a carved jade, truly captivating. How was it last night?" 　　Hearing his praise, Han Yufeng was delighted, but his next words were so explicit. How could she answer? Her face flushed crimson. Seeing her alluring shyness, the wealthy man couldn't resist pulling her into his arms. Their naked bodies pressed together, Han Yufeng's thigh brushing against something soft. He kissed Yufeng's lips 　　passionately. Han Yufeng only symbolically flinched, then remained still, letting him kiss her lips. 　　After a while, the wealthy man stroked Han Yufeng's delicate face and said, "My little beauty, it's fate that we met . How about staying at my humble abode for a few days?" 　　Yufeng, like a newlywed, lowered her head and remained silent, but everyone understood that she had tacitly agreed. The wealthy man reached his hands under the covers and roamed freely over Han Yufeng's body, causing her to writhe incessantly 　　with his touch . 　　In the midst of this, the covers slipped off them, revealing Han Yufeng's full breasts.

The bluish veins were faintly visible on her snow-white breasts, and her two pink nipples resembled two dots

of rouge on a white steamed bun, making one's mouth water. The wealthy
man lowered his head, taking turns sucking on Han Yufeng's breasts, while one of his hands slipped into her

tender, grassy private parts, gently caressing that delicate land.
Han Yufeng's body went limp instantly, and she let out a soft moan. She could clearly feel

the thing pressed against her thigh heating up and growing larger, while her own lower body also became hot, a

liquid flowing from deep within her.
The wealthy man's fingers were quickly wet, and he deliberately raised his hand,

waving it , letting her see his fingers wet with her own fluids.
Yufeng was greatly ashamed, her pink face slightly annoyed, as if blaming the wealthy man for his rudeness, while her beautiful eyes shimmered with alluring

lust.
The wealthy man leered as he licked the semen off his fingers, then parted Han Yufeng's legs and skillfully

inserted into her body.
"Mmm..." Han Yufeng was once again lost in the pleasure of sex...
Conquered by a man for the first time, Han Yufeng followed the wealthy man to his home.
To her surprise, the wealthy man's wealth was immense.
After entering through the vermilion gate, the pavilions and towers inside were connected by corridors, the long corridors twisting and

turning so much that Yufeng almost lost her sense of direction.
The wealthy man settled Han Yufeng in a side room and then left.
Han Yufeng looked around the room; it was quite elegantly furnished, several times

better , but it seemed not to be occupied often.
A moment later, the wealthy man returned, followed by a long line of maids and servants, continuously carrying

household items into the room.
Seeing so many people arrive, Han Yufeng suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Looking at the servants, they all

lowered their heads, quickly placed their things down, and left.
The once somewhat empty room was now filled with cosmetics, silks, and satins.
For the next few days, the two indulged in their lovemaking in this room.
Food was delivered regularly, with delicacies from land and sea readily available; clothing seemed unnecessary, as the master

always stripped Yufeng naked.
During this time, Han Yufeng gained a thorough understanding of all the secrets of men and women. She observed

a man's genitals up close for the first time, learned that it could be inserted not only into her private parts but also into her mouth,

and tasted male semen for the first time.
The master used all his sexual techniques on Han Yufeng, constantly changing positions as they made love.
Although he was over fifty, his energy was no less than that of a young man, presumably due to his regular consumption of rare and precious foods

. Over the past few days, Han Yufeng had vaguely learned that this wealthy man was one of the richest men in the city, frequently

dealing with government officials and his business dealings were almost reaching the imperial court. Yet, he only had one wife and one concubine. It turned out he was terrified of

his wife and only dared to sneak around for a little fun, never daring to bring a woman home like this. Time flew by
in her blissful state, and Han Yufeng lost track of how many days she had stayed there. The pleasure of sex had left her

intoxicated and oblivious.
Finally, one day, she suddenly remembered her original purpose for leaving home: she wanted to roam the world, rob the rich to help the poor, and

uphold justice .
Several times she wanted to tell the wealthy man she was leaving, but whenever he touched her body, she would become weak and intoxicated

by pleasure, completely forgetting what she wanted to say.
That day, the wealthy man had a social engagement and had to leave.
Han Yufeng seized this opportunity to make up her mind and leave the house.
Before leaving, she didn't forget to take a stack of silver notes from the cabinet. Unfortunately, being new to the world of martial arts

, she didn't know how to find hidden compartments or treasure chests. Otherwise, taking only a few thousand taels of silver from the wealthy man would have been an insult to him
. When the wealthy man returned, the place was deserted, and the beautiful woman was nowhere to be found.
He felt a pang of heartache, not for the few thousand taels of silver, but for the loss of this beautiful young

woman . The chance of seeing her again was truly slim.
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Ancient road, west wind, blood-red sunset.
On a desolate ancient road, in a simple teahouse, a

beautiful young woman dressed in gorgeous clothes and carrying a sword arrived. She was Han Yufeng. Just a few days ago, she was still innocent and charming, but now her face had become more radiant,

and with her gorgeous clothes, she was even more dazzling.
The clothes and the sword in her hand were gifts from the wealthy man during those days.
The teahouse was small and not crowded, but it was a mixed bag of people. The moment Han Yufeng entered, everyone's eyes

were immediately drawn to her.
Several burly men, seemingly travelers on a long journey, sat around a table, glancing at Yufeng and whispering

vulgar jokes. At the next table sat a young master-like figure, surrounded by what appeared to be servants; he

wore a frivolous grin and was now staring intently at Han Yufeng.
At yet another table sat three men, clearly from the martial arts world. They stared at Yufeng for a while before lowering their heads to drink tea,

except for one who, like the frivolous young master, kept looking at Han Yufeng with lust. "Young lady,

what would you like?" the waiter asked, bowing and scraping.
"I'd like three steamed buns and a bowl of tea," Han Yufeng replied, smiling at the waiter.
The waiter was instantly stunned. The girl before him was exquisitely beautiful, her innocent smile like a spring

breeze instantly made a hundred flowers bloom.
The waiter had never seen such a beautiful girl in his life, and for a moment he was completely mesmerized.
Han Yufeng blushed slightly when she saw the waiter staring at her intently. She called out softly, "Young man..."
"Ah?...Oh!...Three steamed buns and a bowl of tea, coming right away." The waiter snapped out of his daze and

turned back to get the food. The rough men laughed even more loudly, making Han Yufeng's face turn even redder

.
Looking at the young master, her drool was practically dripping onto the table.
The food arrived quickly.
"Please enjoy, miss." The waiter said, still greedily eyeing Han Yufeng as he turned away. "I'm sure I'll have a good dream tonight

," he thought to himself.
After finishing her meal, Han Yufeng ordered five more steamed buns to take away.
As the waiter handed her the buns, he brazenly pinched Yufeng's hand.

Didn't he see the sword? Wasn't he afraid his hand would be chopped off?! Of course, Han Yufeng wouldn't chop off his hand. She

shyly took the buns and turned to leave the teahouse.
The sky was gradually darkening, and there was still no village in sight. Han Yufeng couldn't help but feel anxious:

"Am I going to have to camp in the wilderness tonight? I'm not afraid of bandits or wild beasts, but I'm afraid of ghosts..."
She quickened her pace.
As she rounded a bend, she suddenly saw three people standing in front of her. One of them was leering

at her; it was the three江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the martial arts world) figures from the teahouse.
Han Yufeng was about to greet them for company when she sensed something was amiss. One of the men, with a sinister

expression , stared coldly at Yufeng. Han Yufeng stopped in her tracks and asked softly, "What do you want?"
The lecherous man chuckled and said, "Nothing much, just that I saw you were all alone, young lady, and

I imagine you must be lonely. So I came to keep you company. The scenery here is beautiful, the air is fresh, and I'd like to be your lover,

a pair of wild lovers under the open sky. How about it? Hahahaha..."
Han Yufeng blushed. Since separating from the wealthy man, she hadn't done "that" with anyone. His

teasing stirred up memories of that wonderful feeling, and her breathing quickened. Her full breasts rose and fell

gently , and her beautiful eyes, filled with desire, drifted towards the man who had spoken to her.
Suddenly, the man with the gloomy face shouted, "Third brother, stop causing trouble. We have important business to attend to. Take

what you and leave."
He then said to Han Yufeng, "Miss, put down the sword in your hand, and we won't make things difficult for you."
Upon hearing this, Han Yufeng realized they were after the valuables, not...
She felt ashamed of her thoughts, and at the same time, a surge of anger rose within her: "Hmph! Why should I!

The sword is mine, why should I give it to you?" She even struck a pose, clearly implying, "I

know martial arts, you know!"
Without a word, the man drew his sword and thrust.
Han Yufeng, having practiced martial arts since childhood, swiftly turned and drew her sword, delivering

a .
With a crisp "clang," the man's sword was sliced in two, clattering to the ground.

This sudden turn stunned all four men.
Although the three knew the sword was a treasure, they hadn't expected it to be so sharp, and their greed

intensified.
Han Yufeng had never imagined that the sword in her hand was such a formidable weapon, capable of cutting through iron like mud.

She examined it closely: the entire sword resembled a pool of autumn water, with intricate, pale red

patterns running along its blade, and a blue light emanating from the edge.
In the heat of battle, one cannot afford to be distracted.
Just as Han Yufeng was staring
blankly at her sword, the three men pounced on her. In her haste, Han Yufeng swung her sword wildly. The three men, wary of the sword's incredible power,

were forced back by her initial attack.
However, these three were seasoned veterans. They quickly discerned Han Yufeng's skill, and with a sudden movement

, they formed a three-pronged attack, surrounding her. From childhood until now, Han Yufeng

had never fought anyone other than her father, let alone three people simultaneously.
In no time, she was struck hard on the back, her body collapsing to the ground.
The leader reached for the sword.
Suddenly, a cold laugh came from afar: "Hmph! A grown man, bullying a woman and robbing her,

is already wrong, but to have three of you gang up on her, do you know shame?"
A figure in blue robes approached the three in an instant. Seeing how fast this person moved, the three,

without bothering to draw their swords, hurriedly jumped away. Looking closely, they saw an old man in blue robes had already helped Han Yufeng up,

his piercing eyes coldly staring at them.
The leader of the three said in a deep voice: "Old man, we are strangers, it would be

best if you didn't interfere."
"Hmph! I haven't made a move in a long time, and I'm looking forward to stretching my muscles with you three little dogs. I'm definitely getting involved."
Hearing him insult them, the three men's faces revealed murderous intent. Suddenly, the leader changed his tone: "Judging by

your skill, old man, we are naturally no match for you. We'll meet again someday!" As
soon as he uttered the word "meet again," the lewd-faced man scattered a cloud of white powder, while the other two attacked the old man

simultaneously .
"Bewitching powder! You dare use such a low-class thing on me?" He flipped his left hand, unleashing a barrage of palm prints, one after another,

covering the three men.
With a "bang," all three were struck simultaneously, their bodies flying backward.
"Surging Wave Palm! Run!" the leader whispered, and the three fled in panic.
After they escaped, the old man in green looked down at Han Yufeng, only to see a trace of bewitching powder on her clothes,

and she had already fainted.
Night had completely fallen.
The old man in green carried Han Yufeng to a dilapidated temple on a nearby mountain.
The night was so quiet that the crackling of the firewood sounded particularly loud.
The old man in blue helped Han Yufeng sit up. He sat behind her, unbuttoned her top, and examined her

injuries.
Han Yufeng's smooth shoulders were exposed, the firelight casting a mesmerizing glow.
The old man, who had always considered all women to be nothing more than beautiful skeletons, couldn't help but feel a stirring in his heart.
He quickly composed himself, wondering why this was happening. There was a red

palm print on Han Yufeng's back, slightly blackened around it—a sign of being struck by the Cinnabar Palm. This palm strike was poisonous, and with Han Yufeng's current cultivation level, she

needed to expel the poison from her body as soon as possible.
The old man placed his hands on Han Yufeng's smooth back, using his powerful internal energy to force out the poison from the Cinnabar Palm

.
The skin against his hands was as smooth as silk, and her naked back was alluring, while the faint

fragrance of a young woman wafted into the old man's nostrils.
The old man in blue felt a surge of lust rising from his lower abdomen, and his penis involuntarily became erect.
He struggled to control himself, focusing intently on forcing all the poison out of Han Yufeng's body.
Han Yufeng collapsed into his arms again; she was awake, indicating she hadn't inhaled much of the sleeping potion.
But for some reason, her breathing was rapid, her cheeks flushed like peach blossoms, her beautiful single-phoenix eyes seemed to overflow with

tears, and her full breasts rose and fell with her breath—she was completely

aroused .
The old man in blue stared intently at Han Yufeng's breasts, his breathing also becoming rapid.
Suddenly, Han Yufeng turned and pounced on the old man in blue. He instinctively reached out to block her, but

his hands landed squarely on her breasts. The full, soft feel made him completely surrender; he fell backward to the ground.
Han Yufeng pressed herself against him, her burning face rubbing against his old face, and one of her jade-like hands slipped between his

legs, grasping his old manhood.
Unbeknownst to them, the sleeping powder they inhaled was mixed with a colorless and odorless aphrodisiac called "

Yin -Yang Harmony Powder." The old man in green suppressed the effects of the sleeping powder through his internal energy,

but

it was due to the strong effects of this aphrodisiac.
Their pants were quickly removed, and Han Yufeng's vagina, like a hungry mouth, eagerly

swallowed the old man's penis.
A long-lost sensation surged from his lower body, then spread throughout the old man's entire body.
Han Yufeng's hot vagina tightly enveloped his penis, the delicate flesh

undulating around the hard shaft.
The old man's hands never left Han Yufeng's breasts, the initial gentle caresses turning into heavy

kneading, carefully savoring the girl's fullness and softness.
"Oh...uh...ooh...ah..." A series of ecstatic moans broke the tranquility of the mountain night.

Han Yufeng writhed almost frantically, her movements so vigorous that the penis slipped out of her vagina several times.
Her body was burning hot, drenched in sweat, and her juices flowed continuously from her body, making

a "sizzling" sound as they joined.
After a while, the old man in blue sat up, cupping Han Yufeng's plump buttocks in his hands and thrusting forcefully

.
Han Yufeng wrapped her arms around the old man's neck, her crimson lips offering themselves to his.
Facing her beautiful face, the lustful old man kissed Han Yufeng, who was about the same

age . He pressed her buttocks against him, his fingers almost digging into her flesh,

his strong back thrusting rhythmically, his penis moving rapidly in and out of her.
The effects of the "Yin-Yang Harmony Powder" drove them both into a frenzy, desperately twisting their bodies,

searching for the source of pleasure. "Oh..." A satisfied, comfortable groan escaped Han Yufeng's throat.

She convulsed and climaxed, her hot vaginal fluids flowing from deep within her, drenching the old man in blue's penis. The old man

in blue also shuddered, ejaculating all the semen he had stored up for many years into Han Yufeng's body.
Han Yufeng, already injured, and after such intense activity, finally fainted in the old man in blue's arms

… and she remained unconscious for a day and two nights.
Han Yufeng awoke on the morning of the third day, covered by a garment—the old man in blue

's outer robe.
During those two days and nights, the old man in blue had carefully cared for Han Yufeng, using his internal energy to heal her injuries, which was why

she had recovered so quickly.
At this moment, the old man was sitting by the fire roasting a pheasant, his face filled with sorrow.
Seeing her awake, the old man softly said, "You're awake…"
"Hmm..." Han Yufeng responded softly, noticing that her clothes were already on, presumably the old man's doing,

and she felt a surge of embarrassment.
Suddenly, she heard the old man say in a low voice, "I originally intended to save you, but instead I committed such a beastly act against you, a crime

deserving of death. Now that things have come to this, whether you kill me or torture me is entirely up to you, young lady." He then took Han Yufeng's

sword and handed it to her.
Han Yufeng had no intention of blaming him, and besides, she vaguely remembered that she had taken the initiative that night, so she

softly said, "My life was saved by you, senior, as for that... that matter cannot be entirely blamed on you..."

Her face flushed red as she finished speaking. The old man stared at Han Yufeng blankly for a while, then sighed deeply and said, "Very well.

I 'll keep my life for you, young lady. If you wish to take it someday, you can come and take it."
Han Yufeng thought to herself, "Why should I take your life? What happened the night before last was mostly my own doing, and it was

so pleasurable..."
Suddenly, the old man asked, "By the way, young lady, where did you get this sword?"
Mentioning the sword, Han Yufeng couldn't help but recall her licentious days with the wealthy man, and her face flushed.
She lowered her head and softly said, "This sword...it was a gift from a friend."
Seeing her shy appearance, the old man mistakenly assumed that the chivalrous man had given it to her to win her favor: "Oh,

your friend is quite kind to you."
He paused and said, "This sword is called Fish Intestine, a treasured sword coveted by all in the martial world."
Unexpectedly, this sword was indeed the Fish Intestine Sword!
"Young lady, you are beautiful and possess a treasure, but your martial arts... those three wolves of Qilian are merely

third-rate figures in the martial world. I'm afraid you'll suffer in the future. I've been thinking, and I recently comprehended

a sword technique that I haven't used in the martial world yet. This sword technique is light and versatile, perfect for a

woman If you don't mind, I'll pass it on to you, so you can use it for self-defense when you travel the martial world."
Han Yufeng had no reason to refuse, and said happily, "Thank you, senior," and rose to bow in gratitude.

The old man helped her up, saying, "No need, no need, it's good that you don't mind."
The two had already had a sexual relationship, and this contact stirred a strange feeling within them. The old man quickly withdrew

his hands.
"Eat something first, and I'll teach you the sword technique later."
"Okay!" Han Yufeng responded softly.
For the next ten days or so, Han Yufeng practiced swordsmanship with the old man, and nothing else happened.
The old man also named this sword technique "Wind-Riding Sword" after Yu Feng
.

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