【The Reflection of the Sword Ridge】(2)

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2. Cut into three pieces with one stroke.
Although March in Jiangnan isn't quite springtime, it's no longer as cold as winter. Xia Wenyi
got up quite early today. Even though many years have passed, she still habitually lay in bed and turned to look at
her side. Like the past thousand-plus days, today she was equally disappointed.
Her husband, who used to share this bed with her, was gone, unable to watch over her in her sleep.
Xia Wenyi sighed, realizing she had been a widow for over three years. These thousand-plus days had been
difficult to endure, and today was no exception. She felt a tightness in her chest as soon as she woke up, an
indescribable discomfort. In the past, she could caress her husband's strong body, press her soft
breasts against his chest, and make love with him… But now she could only keep to herself, her
suffering unspeakable.
Thinking of this, Xia Wenyi couldn't help but recall the pleasures she shared with her husband while caressing her own body with both hands
. Her twenty-two-year-old body was still as delicate as ever; her breasts, though not full, were firm and perky.
Her slender waist, like a water snake, accentuated her flat stomach, and her snow-white skin and long, beautiful legs made her even more alluring.
But who could comfort her? She had considered remarrying, but none of the men she met were
worthy of her former husband. After all, Chen Zhenyu, the young head of the Zhenchuan Escort Agency, was a renowned hero in the martial arts world
. Besides his superb martial arts skills, he was also exceptionally handsome and not an ordinary person.
Xia Wenyi had lived a happy and fulfilling life since marrying Chen Zhenyu at the age of eighteen, until that day
…
That morning, Xia Wenyi woke up to find her husband looking at her slyly. Seeing Chen Zhenyu's
expression, Xia Wenyi naturally understood his next move and immediately blushed, hiding her face under the pillow. But
how could Chen Zhenyu let her off so easily? Despite her attempts to hide, Chen Zhenyu's large hands still reached
inside her undergarments and groped her.
Thinking of that day, Xia Wenyi felt a surge of heat throughout her body, and involuntarily imitated her husband's caresses
. Her hands stroked her silky smooth body, then stopped at her breasts, gently
pinching her pink nipples with her fingers. That was how Chen Zhenyu had played with her breasts that day, arousing her intense desire.
Xia Wenyi's mind flashed to her husband's enormous member between his legs. That day, after caressing her until she gasped for breath
, Chen Zhenyu had grabbed her hand and placed her smooth, tender fingers on his massive member. The moment her fingers touched it
, Chen Zhenyu trembled violently as if electrocuted. Initially, her hands could grasp
the dragon when closed, but with her manipulation, her fingers quickly could no longer hold the swollen member.
At that moment, Chen Zhenyu gently freed himself from her grasp, aiming his hard, massive member at her jade gate. With a
soft moan, his dragon entered her body, filling her narrow passage. Recalling this,
Xia Wenyi imitated Chen Zhenyu, inserting two fingers into her own vagina, twisting her body
to please herself. With her constant twisting, the sheets beneath her were soon disheveled.
Although Xia Wenyi desperately thrust into herself, the pleasure could never compare to her husband's magnificent
dragon. No matter how much she thrust herself, it couldn't match the satisfaction of being pressed beneath her husband's strong body. However,
for now, she could only settle for second best, using this method to slightly alleviate her needs.
She inserted one hand into her vagina, while the other continued to rub her breasts, simultaneously fantasizing
about her husband riding on top of her. Before long, she was drenched in sweat, her eyes gleaming with a dazed
look; it seemed she was nearing the finish line. At this crucial moment, besides Chen Zhenyu,
another person unexpectedly appeared in her mind.
Thinking of this person made Xia Wenyi's heart skip a beat. Her encounter with this man was a kind of fate.
Since Chen Zhenyu disappeared three years ago while escorting a shipment of valuable goods, and the old head镖师 (bodyguard/escort)
passed away from excessive grief, Xia Wenyi had been managing the entire Zhenchuan镖局 (escort agency) alone. Xia Wenyi's family was also a martial arts family, and
her martial arts skills were definitely no less than her husband's. Without a man to lead the household, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and step forward
to keep the镖局's banner flying high. Since Chen Zhenyu's body couldn't be found at the crime scene, Xia Wenyi still
held onto the hope that her husband was still alive. However, after three years of continuous searching without a single
clue, Xia Wenyi's heart slowly cooled.
Three years ago, during a search for her husband, Xia Wenyi rescued a man by a desolate river. His
blood had stained the river red; he lay face down on the bank, his lower body submerged, unsure if he
was still alive. Xia Wenyi, believing that saving a life was a great act of merit, instructed two bodyguards from the escort agency
to pull him from the river and treat his wounds.
At the time, Xia Wenyi was frantically searching for her husband and hadn't paid attention to this man. It wasn't until that evening, after they stopped at an inn, that she
went to the bodyguards' quarters to see the man she had rescued. Although he was severely injured and pale,
he was strikingly handsome, clearly no ordinary person.
Upon seeing Xia Wenyi, he struggled to get out of bed and clasped his hands in gratitude. "Thank you,
Madam, for your righteous rescue. I, Yun Yu, was traveling as a merchant when I unfortunately encountered a bandit. After being severely injured, I accidentally fell off a cliff." Xia Wenyi quickly helped him lie down again. "
Brother Yun, you're seriously injured, don't get up. Let him recover first
." Yun Yu struggled to continue. "I've lost all my belongings, and even after I recover, I can't
return home. Although I'm not very capable, I can still do some work. I hope Madam can take me in and give me a job
so I can barely survive..."
Xia Wenyi immediately replied, "Brother Yun, you're too kind! Our Zhenchuan Escort Agency isn't a big operation, but
if Brother Yun is willing to join, we'll share the hardships together!"
And so, Yun Yu followed Xia Wenyi and the others back to the Zhenchuan Escort Agency. After recovering, he did odd jobs at the agency
, chopping wood, carrying water, and even volunteering to cook in the kitchen. Xia Wenyi knew deep down that
he wasn't an ordinary person and tried many times to find out his background, but he always brushed it off lightly. He usually...
He was taciturn, burying himself in his work every day. Even when someone tried to chat with him, he would only offer perfunctory replies.
Yun Yu grew his beard long and neglected his hair, appearing disheveled and颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a state of being listless,颓废, or颓废). Gradually, everyone else in the escort
agency treated him like a servant, except for one person: Xia Wenyi. Xia Wenyi came from a martial arts family and was well -informed.
From the sorrow in Yun Yu's eyes, she could tell that he had suffered a great blow and become self-destructive, most
likely due to an emotional setback.
One day, Xia Wenyi happened to see Yun Yu bathing in the open air in the backyard of the escort agency. Since he
lived with the other servants in the agency, he usually just drew water from the well in the backyard and poured it over his head. That
day, Xia Wenyi inadvertently saw him naked, effortlessly drawing buckets of water and casually pouring the entire
bucket over himself.
From this skill, Xia Wenyi could tell that Yun Yu was indeed hiding his true abilities. Xia Wenyi stared at Yun Yu
's strong back from behind, noticing the solid muscles revealed when he lifted the bucket, and the enormous thing hanging between his legs.
She was startled when she saw Yun Yu's still-dormant dragon. Xia Wenyi had only ever been with Chen Zhenyu
, and aside from seeing his body when she swam in the river with her childhood friend, she had never observed
any other man's genitals. Before this, she had always thought her husband was enormous, but Yun Yu's dragon was
even more magnificent than Chen Zhenyu's.
Thinking of this, Xia Wenyi, lying on the bed, felt her body heat up even more,
and the fingers thrusting in and out of her vagina increased from two to three. With each more vigorous thrust, her moans grew louder. She
closed her eyes tightly, beads of fragrant sweat appearing on her cheeks, shyly fantasizing that it wasn't fingers thrusting into her, but
Yun Yu's enormous member.
After another deep penetration, Xia Wenyi suddenly trembled all over, her other hand
gripping her breast tightly. After trembling for a while, she relaxed, lying on the bed, panting heavily.
The mattress between her legs was soaked with the warm fluid flowing from her body.
She gradually came to her senses, thinking that Yun Yu must be a heartbroken person like herself. Her husband
had vanished without a trace, and there had been no news of him for so many years; she guessed he was probably dead. As long as his body hadn't been found, there
was still hope. With a woman's intuition, she guessed that Yun Yu had been hurt by a woman he deeply loved, which was
why he was like this.
After lying on the bed for a while longer, she got up, washed up, and went to the main hall of the escort agency. As soon as she entered
the hall, she saw several escorts gathered together, chatting animatedly. She smiled and
went over to greet them, "Old Zou, Old Ma, what are you guys talking about?" "
Several bodyguards bowed respectfully upon seeing Xia Wenyi and replied, 'Boss, we were just
discussing some big news that's been making headlines in the martial arts world lately!'" Since Xia Wenyi took over the escort agency,
her martial arts skills, no less than Chen Zhenyu's, coupled with her courteous and respectful nature, quickly won the hearts of everyone in the agency.
Xia Wenyi was intrigued. "Is it about that matter? Is it about the White Dragon sweeping through the Thirteen
Forts of Lianyun?" The bodyguards shook their heads repeatedly.
Xia Wenyi smiled and continued to guess. "Is it about the recent treasure hunt in the desert? It's said that
many martial arts masters from the border regions have rushed there to dig for treasure!" The bodyguards still shook their heads.
Xia Wenyi suddenly remembered something, and her expression changed. "Could it be those recent bloody incidents?" The bodyguards
immediately nodded solemnly.
Old Zou began, "Master, we're talking about that
white-clad man who came all the way from Japan to challenge the top ten martial arts masters in the Central Plains." Xia Wenyi nodded. "This matter has indeed shocked the entire martial arts world recently. That white-clad
man became famous in the martial arts world in just two months. In his first battle, he cleaved Lin Baiwei, the 'Golden Spear of Death,' in two, and then he
went off to challenge other masters without hesitation!"
Old Zou continued, "Ten days later, that white-clad man appeared in Guangdong Province, challenging the Guangdong boxing king, Invincible
Divine Fist Du Kefei, and even cleaved him in two at the waist with a single strike!"
Xia Wenyi shook her head repeatedly. "That man is ruthless! It's a pity that these two
seniors, who are among the top ten martial arts masters, were hacked to death without a complete corpse..." Old Ma also shook his head repeatedly. "That's right! He said
he came to learn from the martial arts of the Central Plains, but he killed them on the spot with just one move... This bloodshed is too heavy!"
Old Zou shared the same thought. "Yes!" The third master's death was even more gruesome!
Less than three days after receiving the devastating news from Lin Baiwei and Du Kefei, the leader of the Qingcheng Sect, Ling
Xiaozhi, was attacked by the man in white. Knowing he was no match for him, Ling Xiaozhi, in an attempt to save his own life, actually ordered his disciples to attack the man in white together. However
, this only further enraged the man in white. He went on a killing spree on Qingcheng Mountain, and blood flowed like a river!
Old Ma continued, "In the end, Ling Xiaozhi still couldn't escape his fate and was cleaved into three pieces by the man in white with a single strike!" Xia
Wenyi stared wide-eyed at Old Ma, "How can one strike cleave a person into three pieces?"
Old Ma was so excited that he was practically spitting as he spoke. "Master, you don't know. The man in white's strike was diagonal
; he first severed Ling Xiaozhi's left arm, and then cleaved him in two diagonally at the waist!" " It's said his blade was so fast that
even after Ling Xiaozi was cleaved into three pieces, he wasn't immediately dead. He struggled to point at the man in white with his remaining right hand and said..."
Xia Wenyi was truly engrossed in listening. "What else did he say before he died?" Old Ma didn't keep her in suspense and answered directly
. "Just that his blade was incredibly fast!"
Xia Wenyi couldn't help but be captivated. "Does such a fast blade really exist in the world? As a martial artist, I really want
to see it! But this man is truly bloodthirsty!" After she finished speaking, she noticed that the expressions of the other bodyguards were all strange
, and she couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
Old Zou smiled bitterly and said, "Master, you'll soon have the opportunity to witness the swift blade of that Japanese visitor, Miyamoto Ei.
Some people in the martial arts world have already seen Miyamoto Ei on his way to our Suzhou City. It seems that our Suzhou City is destined for a
bloodbath!"
Xia Wenyi thought for a moment, then suddenly her almond-shaped eyes widened. "Could it be that Miyamoto Ying came to Suzhou this time to challenge
Master Lu?" Old Zou said with a wry smile, "In my opinion, Miyamoto Ying's goal is almost certainly..."
"Master Lu. Think about it, he's already killed three of the top ten martial arts masters, leaving only seven. And Master Lu
is ranked third among the top ten. Within a radius of five hundred miles, he can be considered the number one master! If Gong
Benying doesn't come to Suzhou to seek him out, who will he seek out?"
Xia Wenyi said worriedly, "This Gong Benying is highly skilled in martial arts. He killed three masters with a single blow
... I wonder if Master Lu can withstand his swordsmanship...?"
Old Ma and Old Zou sighed together. Old Zou spoke up before Old Ma, "Master, this is
the tragedy of the martial arts world! You desperately want to become famous before you've even made a name for yourself. Once you're truly famous, you'll face challenges from masters from all sides
. They'll challenge you openly and honestly, one-on-one. You can't just refuse to fight! If you
kneel down and beg for mercy before they even draw their swords, you might save your life. But the men of the martial arts world fight for their honor! How can they possibly
lose without a fight?" Taking advantage of Lao Zou's pause, Lao Ma finally found an opportunity to speak. "
Yes, Master! Miyamoto Ying
challenged according to the etiquette of the martial arts world, and the challenged masters had no choice but to accept the challenge. Ling Xiaozi's instruction to his disciples to attack him together was actually
a shameless act. Miyamoto Ying hasn't committed any crimes, so we can't disregard the code of the martial arts world
and just hack him to death. So... I, Lao Ma, think that the martial arts masters
have no other choice but to risk their lives to accept the challenge!" Xia Wenyi muttered to herself, "Then we can only pray that Master Lu will be blessed with good fortune and 　　defeat
this fierce Japanese guest ..." 　　 Lao Zou quickly comforted Xia Wenyi. "Master, don't worry too much. Our Master Lu is known as the fastest 　　swordsman in Jiangnan, and he also has a nickname, Lightning Sword. For the past ten years, he has been invincible!" Many people say it's a 　　pity that Master Lu didn't have the chance to spar with the top two masters, otherwise, hehe, Master Lu might 　　be the number one among the top ten masters! 　　 Old Ma added, "That's right! Didn't a few 　　young swordsmen who made a name for themselves in the martial arts world a while ago challenge Master Lu? Didn't they all submit within a few moves? So, 　　Master Lu Qicheng is truly worthy of his reputation!" 　　 Xia Wenyi looked up at the sky, "I hope so..." 　　 Lightning Sword Lu Qicheng was indeed a master. Ever since he heard that Miyamoto Ying had killed three masters in a row, 　　he had a feeling that sooner or later this Japanese swordsman would come knocking on his door. So, he, who originally loved women, had 　　been celibate these past few days, focusing all his energy on practicing swordsmanship. 　　 He got up early this morning, meditated for a while, and then practiced swordsmanship in the back garden of his mansion. His 　　swordplay was fluid and powerful, each strike faster than the last, befitting his status as the third-ranked master among the top ten martial arts masters. 　　 Caught up in the moment, he suddenly let out a long roar, his steel sword flying from his hand towards a large 　　tree twenty feet away. With a clang, the sword pierced through the tree. 　　 Lu Qicheng, watching the sword fly, stroked his beard and smiled smugly. A round of applause came from behind him, and 　　a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar slowly approached. "Brother Lu, excellent swordsmanship!" 　　 Lu Qicheng replied with a touch of pride. "Thank you for the praise, Brother Shangguan. I just wonder if I can withstand 　　Miyamoto Ei's fatal blow." This middle-aged scholar, whose surname was Shangguan and given name was Jing, was Lu Qicheng's strategist 　　, specializing in advising him. 　　 Shangguan Jing walked to Lu Qicheng's side and slowly said, "To ensure victory, one must use unconventional tactics." "Lu Qicheng 　　looked ahead. "Brother Shangguan, please speak." Shangguan Jing revealed a strange smile. "Miyamoto Ei is young and strong, 　　surely full of vigor. We'll use a beauty trap to wear him down, then Brother Lu will have the victory assured." 　　 Lu Qicheng sighed. "That means we'll have to use Qi'er again... that's letting that Japanese brat get away with it." Shangguan 　　Jing patted Lu Qicheng's shoulder. "This time they're up to no good, we must use this secret weapon. Last time, Qi'er 　　bewitched those so-called young swordsmen, and by the time they fought you, Brother Lu, they were exhausted 　　and defeated in no time." 　　 Lu Qicheng shook his head. "This martial world... to stay at the top, you have to pay a price." Shangguan Jing nodded. " 　　Brother Lu, no matter what field you're in, to stay at the top long-term, you have to be ruthless!" To prevent 　　those defeated fellows from harboring resentment and returning to cause trouble, we also arranged for our friends from Poison Dragon Valley 　　to deal with them on their return journey. Over the years, we've truly put in a lot of effort to maintain your undefeated myth, Brother Lu 　　! 　　 Lu Qicheng's mind immediately conjured up images of the cheers after each victory, the envious glances from countless martial artists 　　, and the admiring looks from young women… He slowly uttered a few words, “It's all been worth 　　it!” 　　 Shangguan Jing looked up at the sky, “Originally, our plan was to elevate Brother Lu to the top of the Ten Great Masters. 　　Unexpectedly, this Miyamoto Ying has disrupted our plans. However, as long as Brother Lu can defeat Miyamoto Ying, your reputation 　　will immediately soar! At that time, the martial arts world will naturally bow down in submission!” 　　 Hearing this, Lu Qicheng's eyes blazed with fervent passion. “All of this depends on defeating Miyamoto 　　Ying.” "So we have to take care of that Japanese brat no matter what!" Shangguan Jing nodded and smiled. "And 　　we have to defeat him honorably in the eyes of others!" 　　 The two exchanged glances, then simultaneously threw their heads back and laughed uncontrollably. 　　 Miyamoto Ying had no idea that her opponent was already setting a trap for her. She 　　came to the Central Plains with the sole purpose of reaching the highest level of martial arts. Because her sect's motto was to grow stronger when facing stronger opponents, 　　after defeating countless renowned masters in Japan, she came to the Central Plains at the suggestion of her sect leader to challenge masters from various schools 　　. 　　 In fact, she did not intend to go on a killing spree, but the swordsmanship she practiced was a killing swordsmanship, and every 　　strike she made was with all her might. Therefore, every strike left no room for either her opponent or herself. If the opponent 　　could not block her sword, they might die on the spot. 　　 That night, Miyamoto Ying, as usual, found an abandoned ancient temple on the road to spend the night. 　　After cleaning up a corner of the temple, she lay down to rest. She was awakened in the middle of the night by a woman's cries for help.

Miyamoto Ei initially didn't want to get involved, but the woman kept crying for help, and her cries were both sweet
and seductive, possessing a strange allure that made it impossible for Miyamoto Ei to sleep. Reluctantly, Miyamoto Ei
left the ancient temple to investigate.
Outside, she found three fierce-looking men surrounding a beautiful young woman. The girl
was exquisitely beautiful, and surrounded by the three men, her terrified appearance was truly pitiful.
One of the men reached out to grab her. The girl hurriedly dodged, but
a piece of her pale green dress was torn off, revealing her white legs. Startled, the girl cried out even louder,
"Help! Help!" She then noticed Miyamoto Ei standing outside the temple and immediately cried out to him,
"Sir, please save this young lady!"
The three men, oblivious to the danger, roared at Miyamoto Ei, "You brat, mind your own business!" " Get
out of my sight right now!"
Miyamoto Ying frowned. Aside from challenging martial arts masters to improve her skills, she
had no intention of interfering in anything in the Central Plains. But now that things had come to this, she wouldn't stand idly by. Dealing with these
thugs didn't require her longsword; she snorted coldly and rushed to the three burly men, striking them with a lightning-
fast chop to the throat. Before they could even react, they collapsed to the ground, clutching their throats and screaming in agony.
The young girl looked at Miyamoto Ying with surprise, then curtsied to her. "This humble girl, Qi'er, sincerely thanks
you for your help, young master. I will repay your great kindness in the future." Miyamoto Ying nodded and turned to enter the ancient temple. She hadn't expected
Qi'er to follow closely behind, entering the temple with her.
Miyamoto Ying turned to look at Qi'er, who lowered her head and said softly, "Young master, it's getting late. I've
just escaped danger and dare not go home alone in the dark... I only beg you to allow me to spend the night in this ancient temple..."
Since her reasoning was reasonable, Miyamoto Ying could only nod and return to her corner to continue resting.
Qi'er didn't disturb her, but simply cleaned a corner nearby and lay down to rest.
Around midnight, Miyamoto Ying drifted off to sleep. But suddenly, a captivating fragrance startled her awake. She
opened her eyes and saw that the fragrance came from Qi'er sitting in front of her. Qi'er was completely naked; although she
was pretty, her figure exuded the allure of a mature woman, gazing seductively at Miyamoto Ying.
The fragrance Miyamoto Ying smelled was actually Qi'er's feminine scent. Faced with this irresistible temptation, even though Miyamoto Ying was a woman,
her heart couldn't help but race.
(To be continued)

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