[The Bitter Dragon Soaring Through the Sea of Desire] [Part Eight] [The End] [Author: alijun]

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Hua Qiaoxian was panting, her pretty face flushed again. The two, still climaxing, embraced tightly, barely a gap between them. Hua Qiaoxian's starry eyes opened slightly, her long eyelashes fluttering as she asked, "Xiaohu...are you comfortable...?"
Zheng Yihu nodded, "Yes, Sister Xian, are you comfortable?"
"I've never felt so comfortable before, Xiaohu. I want to thank you. My life is yours."
"Sister Xian, you're so good." Zheng Yihu couldn't help but kiss her, moved.
"Xiaohu, stop bothering me, Sister Juan is waiting." Hua Qiaoxian pushed Zheng Yihu away with satisfaction.
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Fang Meijuan was taller than Hua Qiaoxian. Hua Qiaoxian's skin was already quite fair, but Fang Meijuan was even fairer, so fair it seemed like juice could be squeezed out, so fair it was almost transparent. Fang Meijuan was slimmer than Hua Qiaoxian, and her slanted phoenix eyes were even more captivating than Hua Qiaoxian's. Her thin gauze dress revealed the slight rise and fall of her breasts. When Zheng Yihu looked at her, she lowered her head slightly, but her eyes were alluring, sending shivers down his spine.
Zheng Yihu embraced Fang Meijuan's slender waist; it was so delicate and supple that he felt a surge of pleasure. He lifted her and carried her to the bed, calmly unbuttoning her gossamer-like dress. Fang Meijuan's snow-white, delicate body shone brightly under the lamplight, and Zheng Yihu's breathing immediately became heavy.
"Your breasts are bigger and whiter than Fairy Sister's," he said, burying his face in Fang Meijuan's breasts and gently biting her nipples with his teeth, while his middle finger slipped into her vagina. Fang Meijuan nervously dodged, crying out, "Ouch...don't bite...it hurts so much..."
"Xiaohu...don't do this...I can't stand the tickling..." Fang Meijuan said in a coquettish voice.
"Sister Juan, don't be nervous, I won't hurt you." Zheng Yihu said, loosening his grip but continuing to suckle.
"Ah...ouch..." Fang Meijuan felt a tingling sensation all over her body, her thighs gradually parting. Zheng Yihu took the opportunity to pull his hand out of her vagina, gently pinching her clitoris with two fingers and lightly rubbing it, while simultaneously sucking on her nipple.
"Ah..." Fang Meijuan trembled all over, no longer struggling. Zheng Yihu's fingers continued to caress her breasts, teasing her clitoris and labia, causing her to wriggle her hips from time to time. His fingers, moving near her vagina, felt increasingly wet, the sticky fluid constantly increasing. Zheng Yihu then inserted his index and middle fingers into her vagina, thrusting in and out a few times before teasing the cervix on the vaginal walls.
"Ah...oh...you..." Zheng Yihu knew the time was ripe; Fang Meijuan's vaginal fluids flowed continuously, making Zheng Yihu smack and smack as he teased her inside.
"Sister Juan, do you feel good?"
"Ah...you're so naughty...hum..." Fang Meijuan moaned, her legs gradually bending, raising her vulva high, thrusting it up and down with the movement of his fingers.
Suddenly, Zheng Yihu withdrew his fingers from her vulva, pulled his body back, and immediately buried his head between her wide-open legs, then began licking her vulva with his mouth. The almost frenzied teasing made her tremble with itchiness, and her juices flowed like a fountain. She cried out in extreme tension, "Ah...oh...Little Tiger...good brother...please stop...stop kissing...I can't...can't take it...oh...oh...good brother...I...I really...really can't...take it...anymore..."
Hearing Fang Meijuan's pleas only fueled Zheng Yihu's lust. Instead of stopping, he intensified his stimulation, desperately sucking on her clitoris and labia majora with his tongue, then inserting it into her vagina to lick and tease.
"Ah...stop licking...stop...oh...oh..." Soon after, Fang Meijuan's buttocks began to tremble again. She repeatedly lifted her buttocks, thrusting them towards his mouth with increasing vigor.
"Ah...hum...that place...it's so itchy...it's so itchy...bite...or...don't lick anymore...ah...quick...quick...stop...come on...hum...no..." But her words were exactly the opposite of her body's movements; her legs spread wider, her buttocks lifted higher, and she twisted even faster. Zheng Yihu worked even harder, gently biting her clitoris with his teeth.
"Bite...ouch...ah..." Fang Meijuan was going crazy; she hooked her thighs around his neck, her buttocks thrusting upwards rapidly, her teeth chattering, and intermittent groans coming from her nose.
"Ah...stop it...hum...oh...stop it...oh..." While telling Zheng Yihu to stop, she actually moved even more frantically, finally using both hands to force his head in, compelling him to kiss her vulva even tighter, shouting loudly, "Ah...I...I'm going to come...faster...faster...harder...bite...bite...my...clitoris...yes...ah...yes, harder...harder...harder...ah...I'm...coming..." She propped herself up high with her legs, lifting Zheng Yihu's head as well, then suddenly released all her strength, her vaginal fluid gushing out.
"Hey...you're so bad...you only satisfy me when you make me...want to die..." Fang Meijuan gave Zheng Yihu a flirtatious look, calling out softly.
"Hehe, not necessarily!" Zheng Yihu chuckled.
"You're so annoying...you're so annoying..." Fang Meijuan blushed, shyly scolding him.
"If you hate me, then why did you keep pressing my head down like that?"
"I'm ignoring you, you're so mean."
But Zheng Yihu, burning with lust, couldn't stay still. Ignoring Fang Meijuan's affectation, he continued to tease her, his hands and feet groping her. This made Fang Meijuan giggle and roll around on the bed. Sometimes, Zheng Yihu's hot penis, like an iron rod, would press against her delicate body, giving her a strange sense of comfort and stimulation. Before long, her giggles gradually turned into soft moans, and her movements of dodging decreased to a minimum.
"Oh? You're such a pest, I'm scared of you." She said, giving him a fierce glare, then tenderly grasping Zheng Yihu's penis and gently stroking it. Zheng Yihu let out a sigh of relief, his fingers continuing to rub Fang Meijuan's nipples.
The slightly throbbing penis filled her with immense joy. She bent over tenderly, blinked her eyes, and watched for a while before finally putting it into her mouth and gently sucking on it. Zheng Yihu could no longer resist. He quickly sat up, pushed her onto the bed, and straddled her. Fang Meijuan immediately spread her legs, her vulva thrusting upwards. Zheng Yihu's waist suddenly arched, and with a "whoosh," his penis was already halfway inside.
"Ouch, be gentle! You're such a lecher!" Because of the ample foreplay, the pain of deflowering wasn't as intense as she had imagined, but Fang Meijuan still felt a tearing pain. Zheng Yihu thrust downwards relentlessly, causing Fang Meijuan to furrow her brows and gasp for breath, "Xiaohu...slower...slower...it hurts so much..."
By this time, Fang Meijuan's vagina was already overflowing with lustful fluids, and Zheng Yihu's penis was covered in saliva from her kisses, making it feel both tight and slippery during thrusts. In just a few strokes, his entire penis was completely submerged inside her. Fang Meijuan gritted her teeth and moved her hips to meet his thrusts.
After a while, Fang Meijuan's writhing increased in speed with Zheng Yihu's thrusts, and she said in a trembling voice, "Ah...so...so itchy...to the left...ah...yes...oh...hum...ah...so...so comfortable...it's...it's so good...ah...good little brother...so good...to the right...to the right...yes...yes...oh...so good..." Suddenly, Fang Meijuan seemed like a dying person making a final struggle, desperately arching, swaying, and twisting, and her cries grew louder.
"Oh...oh...faster...faster...I'm coming...I...I...oh...oh...I'm going to lose it...I...it feels so good..."
Fang Meijuan's body trembled, her uterus contracted rapidly, and a gush of hot vaginal fluid spurted onto Zheng Yihu's glans, then was drawn out of her vagina with each thrust, the sticky fluid flowing onto the bed. She lay weakly on the bed, but Zheng Yihu seemed full of energy, thrusting left and right, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. Fang Meijuan was neither able to give up nor able to reciprocate, so she could only grit her teeth and patiently endure it. Finally, Zheng Yihu also felt his climax approaching.
"Ah...sister...brother...is coming too..." A surge of hot semen sent Fang Meijuan to another peak.
The clouds dispersed and the rain ceased. Zheng Yihu lovingly stroked her smooth back, murmuring, "Sister Juan, you're so beautiful, I love you..." Fang Meijuan leaned against him, her body soft and boneless, and kissed him passionately. The two fell asleep, their necks intertwined...
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The following night, it was the last four: Tang Mingfang, Lu Rou, Chen Xiumei, and Han Fengxian. The first to succumb was the delicate beauty Han Fengxian, a girl as beautiful as white jade. Zheng Yihu felt that even as emperor, he couldn't compare.
"Sister Feng, I will cherish you. Now I want you to take off all your clothes so your brother can have a good look at you."
Han Fengxian blushed and slowly undressed, then touched her breast with one hand and covered her lower body with the other, turned her head away, and lay down. Zheng Yihu silently moved her hands away. Her body was fair and delicate, her breasts small but firm, her abdomen smooth, her navel deep, her pubic hair clustered together, and her vulva tightly closed, appearing somewhat pink.
Zheng Yihu swallowed hard; his manhood was already erect. He picked Han Fengxian up, embracing and stroking her as if cherishing a child, and their naked, hot bodies immediately felt a surge of pleasure.
"Brother... um... I... I..." Han Fengxian trembled, unable to say anything.
Zheng Yihu laid her flat on the bed, ready to explore this virgin territory. He pushed his hard manhood into her vulva. Han Fengxian immediately clamped her legs together and cried out, "Ah... it hurts... it hurts..." He tried several times, but she always managed to push him away.
Zheng Yihu was burning with lust, but Han Fengxian was inexperienced and difficult to penetrate. So he smeared some saliva on her clitoris and rubbed the head of his penis against it. Gradually, Han Fengxian relaxed, her eyes narrowed, and she began to feel pleasure. Her vulva was already wet. Taking advantage of her distraction, Zheng Yihu suddenly thrust his penis downwards, finally managing to slide a small section through.
"Ah...no...no...wait...ah...it hurts...it hurts...ah...no...ah..." Han Fengxian pushed hard against Zheng Yihu's shoulders, her white buttocks shifting as she tried to break free. Zheng Yihu didn't loosen his grip at all. Han Fengxian's face flushed red with anxiety, her teeth clenched. Zheng Yihu knew that "a short pain is better than a long one," and thrust forward a little more.
"No...no...ah...ah...it hurts...boohoo...boohoo...it hurts so much...ah...ah...boohoo..."
Zheng Yihu stopped and waited for Han Fengxian to adjust before lifting her slender thighs and starting to thrust in and out with a "plop" sound. The penis was slowly pulled out and then slowly inserted again, each time to the very end. After a while of thrusting, Han Fengxian no longer seemed to be in pain as before. On the contrary, there was a slight look of intoxication in her eyes. She hummed softly, "Ah...ah...um...um...um..."
Zheng Yihu felt that her jade gate was now moist enough to move in and out freely. So he supported himself on the bed with both hands, and his waist thrust up and down, making Han Fengxian cry out, "Oh...oh...oh...brother...I can't take it anymore...oh...like this...oh...be gentle..."
"Ah...good brother...sister...it doesn't hurt anymore...ah...so comfortable...ah...so comfortable..."
"Ah...good brother...you're so good at it...sister...I'm so happy..."
"Ah...I can't take it anymore...ah...ah...ah...I'm coming..."
Zheng Yihu thrust wildly and at the right time ejaculated. The two of them reached orgasm at the same time, panting heavily.
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Chen Xiumei was prepared. She couldn't wait to take off her clothes and lie on the bed. Zheng Yihu's eyes widened as he gazed at the beautiful body, his desire burning even more intensely. Chen Xiumei's two snow-white thighs were crossed, forming an extremely provocative pose. Her beautiful hair cascaded over her shoulders, graceful and elegant, like a willow dancing in the east wind. Her face was as beautiful as the moon and as radiant as a flower, her shoulders light as if brushing against green hills, her almond-shaped eyes like autumn waters, her lips like cherries, her white teeth like two rows of jade, her delicate lips holding a seductive smile, her bright eyes shimmering with water.
She was completely naked, her breasts as smooth as jade, her jade peaks high and firm, the two purple nipples on the peaks, below her round belly, between her two mounds, a patch of soft, fragrant grass that stirred the soul, covering a mesmerizing and wondrous realm. Zheng Yihu's blood was boiling, a surge of heat rushing to his lower abdomen, he could no longer control himself.
“Sister Xiu…” Zheng Yihu climbed onto the bed, eagerly embracing her and showering her delicate face with kisses, their lips meeting in a passionate embrace.
Soon, Chen Xiumei transformed from a young girl into a young woman. To Zheng Yihu's surprise, deflowering her was surprisingly easy. If it weren't for the first drops of blood and the unmistakable sensation of breaking through her hymen, Zheng Yihu wouldn't have believed such a passionate girl could exist. Chen Xiumei was fiery and unrestrained. Zheng Yihu felt as if he were entering another duel; his “Azure Sword” was drawn again, incredibly hard, and the two fought like tigers, a fierce and chaotic battle…
Chen Xiumei's breasts were kneaded and pounded by large hands, a sensation that was both sour and sweet, tingling and numb. Her face was like a peach blossom, her eyes watery and alluring, her heart pounding, trembling, and she moaned weakly. Zheng Yihu sensed her arousal, and so, little by little, he slowly pushed inside her. At this moment, Chen Xiumei's face was flushed with desire, her lust burning brightly, and her juices flowing freely. She writhed shyly, seemingly welcoming yet resisting,
her breath coming in soft, gentle gasps. Zheng Yihu held her tightly, whispering sweet nothings, their lovemaking intense, his caresses lingering, his teasing further. Chen Xiumei felt a tingling, numbing sensation throughout her body, a piercing, tingling
sensation like ants biting her, her heart burning with an uncontrollable fire. She swayed gently, her legs encircling his waist, thrusting and turning rhythmically, responding to his every move. Under Chen Xiumei's wanton state, Zheng Yihu unleashed his full power, his large, hard member thrusting, pounding, penetrating, sometimes sweeping like a whirlwind, sometimes grinding against her entrance. Chen Xiumei was conquered by Zheng Yihu's onslaught. Swift, powerful, and relentless, his thrusts left her numb and itchy, wildly pleasurable, her bones limp, her spirit adrift, her lust incessant, soaking the bedsheets, awakening the seductive allure of this gifted woman.
“Good brother…you…are so strong…” Chen Xiumei stroked Zheng Yihu’s face, gazing at him. His eyebrows were arched like willow leaves, and a sweet smile graced his perfectly sized mouth. Beads of sweat glistened on his temples and forehead. His strong, muscular body pressed against hers, his prominent pectoral muscles rising and falling with his even breathing.
Chen Xiumei couldn’t help herself, embracing Zheng Yihu’s head and showering him with passionate kisses. His masculine scent was irresistible, sending shivers down her spine. Zheng Yihu became even more vigorous, raising his sword and thrusting wildly. Under his relentless assault, she was already experiencing ecstasy.
“Good brother…my precious brother…can’t go any further…I’m going to die…ouch…” Chen Xiumei’s moans only fueled Zheng Yihu’s frenzy, and he thrust in forcefully dozens more times.
"Little Tiger... Sister... you... played me to death... It feels so good... Ouch... My whole body is gone..." A series of strange moans and cries aroused Zheng Yihu, who galloped like a wild horse across the grassland. He tightly embraced her paralyzed body, using all his strength to thrust in hard, like a storm, his sword flowers raining down on her most sensitive spot.
Chen Xiumei was in agony, shivering and trembling, her cherry lips open, panting, unable to even utter a "Ouch." Zheng Yihu felt her little hole contract rapidly, the internal heat intensifying, a surge of heat washing over him, knowing she had climaxed.
"I... lost it again... You... have mercy... Good brother... I can't take it anymore..." Zheng Yihu also lost control.
“Sister Xiu…you’re so tight…I’m going to…cum…”
“Little Tiger…cum quickly…oh…ah!…So good…Sister…it feels so good…” A wave of numbness and shivering followed, and both of them climaxed comfortably, panting and neither wanting to move anymore.
The storm had passed, and Zheng Yihu, holding Chen Xiumei in his arms, laughed, “I’ve had so many sisters, but I’ve never felt this good. Sister Xiu, you’re a natural little slut.”
Chen Xiumei lay quietly, breathing softly, her face flushed with embarrassment. “You’re still talking! I was afraid of not doing well, so I disregarded my shame. Do you doubt me?”
“Sister Xiu, you’re overthinking it. I know perfectly well that I’m a pure and innocent girl. I didn’t mean anything by it. I’m very satisfied with your performance. Sister Xiu, do you want more?” Zheng Yihu asked with a smile.
Chen Xiumei, blushing, climbed off the bed, knelt in front of Zheng Yihu, buried her head between his thighs, and stuck out her tongue. Did she need to say anything more? It was clear that she wanted more.
“Little Tiger, your treasure makes me both love and fear it.” Chen Xiumei focused intently on sucking and licking.
“Ah…ah…Sister Xiu…you…” Zheng Yihu’s sword slowly came out of its sheath again. Chen Xiumei, like a cleaner, carefully licked the sword, licking away the liquid on it, and licking the tip.
“Ah…Sister Xiu…so comfortable…” Chen Xiumei climbed onto the bed again, putting her thighs on Zheng Yihu’s shoulders, spreading them lasciviously.
“Good brother…come quickly…sister is empty again…good brother…give me relief from the itch…” Zheng Yihu roared and inserted his treasure into the fairy cave again.
“Sister Xiu…you’re so tight…the friction…so comfortable…” Zheng Yihu couldn’t help but moan.
The second encounter between the two was even more thrilling. After Zheng Yihu thrust hundreds of times, the two reached their climax at the same time, ending this earth-shattering battle.
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Lu Rou was an extremely beautiful girl, but in her entire life, she had never been more beautiful and captivating than at this moment. Her cheeks were flushed, a vibrant red that shone through her snow-white, delicate skin. Her eyes were watery, captivating and mesmerizing. Coupled with her rapid breathing and heaving chest, her full breasts made Zheng Yihu involuntarily clench his teeth.
As she walked towards Zheng Yihu, a wave of intoxicating fragrance almost made him faint; he felt as if he had been electrocuted, his whole body tingling. Lu Rou approached the bedside, slightly panting, her back to Zheng Yihu.
Zheng Yihu slowly walked over, until he was behind Lu Rou, their bodies almost touching. But Lu Rou didn't flinch; instead, she gently reached out and embraced his slender waist. Lu Rou let out a soft moan, her body limp and boneless as she leaned back. She rested against Zheng Yihu, her head tilted back, resting on his shoulder, her cheeks flushed, her breath slightly ragged, her starry eyes tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling.
Zheng Yihu lowered his head to kiss her, first on her pink cheek. Lu Rou's cheeks were burning hot; she only let out another soft moan, her eyes still tightly closed, motionless. Zheng Yihu took a deep breath, his hand around Lu Rou's slender waist slowly moving upwards, slipping inside her gauze robe, inside the ribbons of her bodice. When his hand finally grasped Lu Rou's breasts, her body trembled.
Lu Rou gasped, "Brother…I…" Her voice trembled, her eyes closing even tighter.
Lu Rou wanted to say that no man had ever touched her body before. But by then, her whole body was weak. Zheng Yihu's fingers, though only gently rubbing, felt like bolts of lightning striking Lu Rou's body. She couldn't express herself; she was completely dazed.
Just as she was drifting off, she felt Zheng Yihu lift her up. She closed her eyes tighter, her breathing more rapid, and she felt herself being placed on the bed. Her heart pounded even harder. She didn't have the courage to open her eyes. When Zheng Yihu's body pressed against hers, all she knew was to hold him tightly. It was a man's body, so strong and powerful.
Lu Rou kept her eyes closed, panting, until she felt Zheng Yihu's burning lips kiss her eyes. Only then did she slightly open her eyes. When she did, her eyes were burning red. Zheng Yihu's robust physique made her hold him tightly, lost in passion. She felt a tearing pain in her lower body, but she bravely endured it.
Lu Rou's naked body possessed a high degree of elasticity and healthy curves. Her shoulders had a very beautiful arc, and her large breasts stood proudly like pendants. Her calves were strong and powerful, and her thighs were round and shapely. Zheng Yihu admired her body as he slowly pushed his penis in. Lu Rou cried out softly and seductively, "Brother...ah...I...I...ah...Brother...ah..." She had come willingly, and she tried her best to endure the pain of deflowering.
Zheng Yihu gently comforted her, "Sister Rou, brother loves you, you have to bear with it." After he finished speaking, he pushed his penis in further. Lu Rou gritted her teeth, her brows furrowed, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
“Hoo…so comfortable…Rou-mei…I…I’m all the way in…” Zheng Yihu felt a sweet sensation in his heart. He said, “Rou-mei…you’re so good…hoo…your inside is so tight and warm…hoo…”
“Mmm…gently…gently…mmm…I…oh…I…brother…mmm…gently…”
“I know, I’ll take it slow, Rou-mei, you’re so beautiful, your breasts are so lovely.”
“Mmm…brother…I’m yours…” Zheng Yihu leaned down and pressed his chest tightly against her breasts. He kissed her cherry lips and began to thrust his hips.
“Mmm…mmm…oh…brother…oh…I…” Lu Rou cried out.
“Don’t be sad, I’ll cherish you, I’ll take it slow, Rou-mei, the pain is short-lived, it will pass soon.” Zheng Yihu explained, while he began to thrust in and out. Zheng Yihu buried himself in his work, feeling his whole body heat up and his blood boil. After hundreds of thrusts, Lu Rou wore a blissful and alluring expression, moaning, "Mmm...mmm...ah...mmm...brother...mmm..."
Zheng Yihu knew her painful moment had passed, so he increased his strength, pressing his penis directly against her clitoris. Lu Rou trembled all over, her hips swaying slowly in rhythm. Zheng Yihu took a breath and began his vigorous assault again. Lu Rou's body was burning hot, her juices flowing like a flood.
"Ah...ah...Sister Rou...whoosh..." Zheng Yihu felt a surge of hot water on his glans, a tingling sensation in his waist, and his thick semen gushed out. Lu Rou let out a soft "mmm," her hair disheveled, but the disheveled hair only enhanced her allure.
Zheng Yihu whispered in her ear, "Sister Rou, isn't it amazing? The two of us are one person."
Lu Rou hugged Zheng Yihu even tighter, pressing herself against him. She breathed a sigh of relief. What she expected had happened; the tension before it occurred had vanished. She said in a seductive, alluring voice, "Brother... I... am finally yours..."
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Only Tang Mingfang remained. Seeing Zheng Yihu's gaze fixed on her, Tang Mingfang smiled shyly, took off her outer garment, revealing her lotus-root-like arms, snow-white and delicate. Her proud breasts seemed about to burst through her white bodice. Zheng Yihu couldn't help but praise, "Sister Fang, you have such a great figure." Tang
Mingfang, of course, knew her advantages and was very proud. She then took off her trousers, and Zheng Yihu's eyes lit up even more. Two long, slender, smooth legs, tightly enclosing a private garden that drove him wild. Zheng Yihu's little brother was already raising his hands in salute. Zheng Yihu's eyes widened, afraid of missing a single sight. He saw Tang Mingfang raise her hands to her neck to untie the knot of her bodice. With a "plop," a pair of large, restless breasts sprang out, their pyramid-shaped mounds proudly erect.
Due to her martial arts training, Tang Mingfang's breasts were remarkably firm, the two red nipples on her snow-white peaks incredibly cute. Her breasts trembled with her delicate body. Zheng Yihu inwardly exclaimed with pleasure, even though this private area was still covered by a pair of underpants. The underpants were made of very thin silk, and due to sweat, the light yellow underpants had become semi-transparent. A thick patch of dark forest was visible below Tang Mingfang's abdomen. Tang Mingfang's body exuded the charm of a mature woman, every gesture brimming with sexiness. Especially her pair of phoenix eyes, radiating boundless charm, swept over Zheng Yihu, who instantly felt a surge of heat throughout his body, a burning desire rising within him. He almost wanted to rush forward immediately and squeeze those alluring breasts and full buttocks.
Zheng Yihu finally couldn't resist pulling Tang Mingfang into his arms, his hands cupping her high, firm breasts. With each caress, her nipples hardened, and small bumps appeared on her fair skin. Because Tang Mingfang's breasts were large and very sensitive, even a light touch would send shivers down her spine; today, with Zheng Yihu's kisses, they swelled and tingled even more.
Feeling the incredible elasticity of her breasts, requiring two hands to grasp one, Zheng Yihu couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "Smooth and supple, truly exquisite." Zheng Yihu's hot lips kissed Tang Mingfang's cheeks several times, and Tang Mingfang felt as if a feather had gently plucked a string in her heart. Zheng Yihu kissed Tang Mingfang's delicate earlobe again, finally settling on her alluring red lips. Attacked by Zheng Yihu's fiery lips, Tang Mingfang felt as if she were in a dream, a feeling she had only ever experienced in dreams. So when Zheng Yihu's tongue parted her lips, she offered no resistance. When his lips intertwined with her tongue, saliva even welled in her mouth.
Sensing this change, Zheng Yihu became even more passionate with Tang Mingfang. He was intoxicated by her snow-white, trembling, and incredibly soft breasts, lowering his head to kiss her nipples, finding them sweet in his mouth. Looking at Tang Mingfang's shy and alluring appearance, he felt immense joy. Soon, Tang Mingfang's underpants were removed, and Zheng Yihu's exploration downwards was effortless, sliding down her smooth abdomen until he reached her pubic hair. A near-perfect female body was displayed before Zheng Yihu, who couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. Her oval face was framed by eyes as black as lacquer, her eyebrows as delicate as painted strokes, her nose
as alluring as cherry blossoms, and her breath as sweet as orchids. Zheng Yihu had long noticed the unique fragrance emanating from Tang Mingfang, and now, aroused, it wafted even more intensely. Her snow-white breasts trembled slightly, adorned with two rosy nipples, and her smooth abdomen was taut. Further down lay her sacred paradise: a large patch of pubic hair, thick and abundant, her full mons pubis slightly parted.
Zheng Yihu gently probed her vulva with his fingers; it was already flowing with moisture. He parted her labia majora, revealing two tender, pink labia minora quietly guarding her opening, awaiting their new master. The little fairy, not wanting to be left out, peeked out, only to be caught red-handed by Zheng Yihu. He lightly caressed her with his middle finger, and Tang Mingfang felt as if struck by lightning. Suddenly, Zheng Yihu's lips were already kissing the fairy's. His nimble tongue brought her to the brink of ecstasy, and streams of lustful fluid flowed from her honeyed entrance. Tang Mingfang trembled involuntarily, unsure of where to put her pink legs.
After leaving the fairy's lips, his tongue continued to flow down, entering the shallow crevice, parting the labia, and exploring the honeyed entrance. Tang Mingfang felt a surge of pleasure, subconsciously wanting it to go deeper, but her mouth said, "No...don't go in..."
All women say this kind of reversed language, especially during lovemaking. Tang Mingfang was in this state, so when Zheng Yihu pulled out his hot, fierce, and incredibly powerful treasure, Tang Mingfang was overjoyed, but her mouth said, "Mmm...I don't want...don't put it in...mmm..."
Zheng Yihu's jade pestle was greatly different from before due to his training; it was not only thicker, but more importantly, hotter. Few women could remain unmoved by such a large treasure, and the anticipation in her heart made Tang Mingfang's whole body tense. Zheng Yihu wasn't in a hurry to attack, only letting his penis rub back and forth on Tang Mingfang's vulva, causing her to swell more and more, almost to the point of collapse.
Tang Mingfang couldn't hold back any longer, and whispered, "Please... please... no... please..."
Zheng Yihu deliberately asked, "What are you begging me for?"
Tang Mingfang's face was flushed, and she murmured in an extremely low voice, "Please put your penis into my little hole... um... don't torture me anymore..."
Zheng Yihu was extremely satisfied and slowly inserted his penis into Tang Mingfang's tiny little hole. Don't be fooled by Tang Mingfang's extra-large breasts, her little hole was incredibly tight. When Zheng Yihu pushed his hot penis through the two labia, he found it wasn't easy. After a while, his penis encountered a thin membrane, which was naturally the virgin's precious hymen.
Tang Mingfang shyly stroked Zheng Yihu's back and said, "Little Tiger, I'm going to give you my virginity, you must cherish it. Come on, come on, take me." Zheng Yihu no longer hesitated, his penis pressed against her hymen, and with another force, he finally broke through Tang Mingfang's last line of defense.
"Ah..." Amid Tang Mingfang's cry of pain, Zheng Yihu transformed another virgin into a woman. This was a great transformation. Tang Mingfang experienced this transformation, and the pain in her lower body was overwhelmed by the pleasure of becoming a woman: "Oh... I'm yours now... Come on... Take me completely..."
Zheng Yihu truly felt incredibly happy. To have such a woman, what more could a husband ask for? He pushed his penis to her core, grinding it vigorously. This was going to be the death of Tang Mingfang. Receiving such strong stimulation, coupled with the extraordinary heat of Zheng Yihu's penis, made her core feel as if it were blooming.
"Oh...oh...oh...it's burning me...so hot...so good...so good...fuck me...ah...ah...ah...thrust harder...I'm going to cum...oh...oh...oh..." Nearly twenty years of suppressed lust erupted, bringing Tang Mingfang indescribable pleasure, her lewd words flowing freely.
Tang Mingfang desperately thrust forward to meet Zheng Yihu's thrusts, waves of breasts and buttocks rippling, her whole body exuding the scent of lust, a thin layer of sweat seeping from her snow-white skin. She completely abandoned her identity as a chivalrous woman, willingly becoming a wanton woman. Zheng Yihu also began to shout, "Sister Fang...oh...you are my woman...so good..."
Their genitals were tightly joined, without any gap. Zheng Yihu was already an old hand in bed, knowing to combine deep and shallow thrusts, fast and slow movements, and to stimulate the woman's erogenous zones, especially the clitoris, which was the common erogenous zone for all women. Under Zheng Yihu's thrusting, Tang Mingfang felt as if she were on a boat, sometimes in calm and sunny weather, sometimes in a raging storm. Regardless, it brought her intense, exhilarating pleasure. All she could hear were the "plop, plop" sounds of thrusting, as the two lost themselves in ecstasy.
After a period of accumulating fluid, their "reservoirs" were full, just waiting to be released. Finally, Tang Mingfang's eyes rolled back, her legs tightly clamped around Zheng Yihu: "Ah... little brother... sister... I can't take it anymore... ah... ah... ah... I've lost it..." reaching the peak of pleasure.
A gush of vaginal fluid erupted from Tang Mingfang's flower, while the vaginal walls contracted in waves. Zheng Yihu's glans felt incredibly pleasurable from the scalding fluid, simultaneously feeling his penis being gripped tighter and tighter by the vaginal walls. Under this double pressure, his sensitive glans finally opened the floodgates. The hot fluid rushed into Tang Mingfang's uterus, causing her to cry out, "Oh...oh...I lost it...I lost it...to...my little brother..."
Zheng Yihu also cried out, "Ah...I lost it to Sister Fang..." After the pleasure came a feeling of utter exhaustion and comfort. The two lay down in each other's arms. Zheng Yihu couldn't stop thinking about Tang Mingfang's ample breasts, his hands still lovingly caressing her mature and alluring bosom. Tang Mingfang was still savoring the afterglow of her orgasm.
Zheng Yihu kissed Tang Mingfang's red lips, and Tang Mingfang returned the kiss, saying, "Little Tiger, it's getting late, let's sleep." Zheng Yihu nodded, and the two fell asleep in each other's arms.
Not long after, Tang Mingfang in his arms fell into a sweet sleep, but Zheng Yihu was wide awake. He felt a surge of energy in his dantian, his mind clear and alert, and he suddenly experienced a sense of ethereal tranquility. Zheng Yihu turned his head and looked at the large bed. Lu Rou, Chen Xiumei, and Han Fengxian were already fast asleep. So he carefully extricated himself from the four women's entangled bodies, quietly got out of bed, walked to the chair by the table, sat cross-legged, and began to practice his internal energy cultivation, breathing deeply. He quickly entered a state of complete absorption in the moment…
*** *** ***
When Zheng Yihu opened his eyes again, he was greatly surprised. The sun was high in the sky outside, and all the women were gathered in the room, filling it to capacity. Seeing that Zheng Yihu had opened his eyes, Tang Mingfang, who was standing in front of him, exclaimed sweetly, "Little Tiger, you're awake?" All the women rushed over to him.
Zheng Yihu asked curiously, "What's wrong with you all? I was just practicing my cultivation, what's the big deal?"
Han Cuiyu said, "You're one to talk! We were all worried sick, and you're acting like nothing's wrong." She paused and said, "Do you know how long you've been practicing?"
Zheng Yihu looked out the window and said, "It's already noon, and I've been practicing for almost half a day."
Tang Mingfang laughed, "Half a day? This is already the fifth day! You sitting there like that is no small matter, but we've suffered quite a bit. Especially me, I've received a lot of complaints from the other sisters."
Zheng Yihu was also taken aback: "What? I've been practicing for almost five days?"
Zeng Shuyu said sweetly, "Yes, we were all worried sick."
Tang Mingfang continued, "The other sisters all asked me why you were practicing while sitting in a chair, and why you weren't sleeping in bed. How am I supposed to answer that? I had no idea when you got up..." "Bed."
Zheng Yihu smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry to have worried you sisters."
Wu Hongjuan asked, "Brother, what exactly happened that night?"
Zheng Yihu looked at the women and then said, "Shortly after Sister Fang fell asleep that night, I felt a surge of energy in my dantian, and a warm current throughout my body that seemed to want to burst out. So I got out of bed to circulate my energy, but who knew it would take so long."
Lu Rou asked sweetly, "Brother, how are you feeling now?"
Zheng Yihu said, "I feel full of energy now. I can feel that my skill has reached a new level."
Han Cuiyu suddenly said, "Little Tiger, could it be that the effects of the 'Golden Palace Spirit Liquid' have been fully realized? You... how many sisters have you..." He couldn't bring himself to say the rest, but everyone understood what she meant. Zheng Yihu blushed, did
a quick calculation, and knew the answer. Tang Mingfang asked, "How many?"
Zheng Yihu blushed and said, "Eighty-two."
The women suddenly understood. Han Cuiyu said, "Congratulations, little brother, you have finally fully absorbed the effects of the 'Golden Palace Spirit Liquid.' The leader's words were indeed true." Zheng Yihu suddenly became serious: "
I think it's time to settle accounts with 'God of Spring' and 'Xu Mizi'."
Upon hearing this, the women's faces fell, and Zheng Yihu felt a pang of sadness. He comforted them, saying, "Although we'll be separated for a while, I think we'll reunite soon, and then we'll never be apart again."
Tang Mingfang asked, "Xiaohu, when are you leaving?"
Zheng Yihu replied, "There's no time to lose; I want to leave immediately."
Han Cuiyu's eyes reddened: "Then let's eat together before you leave."
Zheng Yihu nodded: "After I leave, you all must be careful."
The women nodded in agreement, each giving him a kiss.
*** *** ***
Meanwhile, Bai Zixian and the other women traveled safely, and they also learned about Xiaohu. Bai Zixian said to Liu Qingping, "So Xiaohu has already avenged his sister; he probably doesn't even know it yet." "It turned out that after receiving Xiao Hu's message, they quickly deduced that Xiao Hu had already avenged Liu Qingping, and that they hadn't encountered him since he was only half a day away.
Liu Qingping thanked Bai Zixian and the others, saying, 'Please thank Master Zheng on my behalf, I am truly grateful.'
Ma Lingling giggled and said, 'Sister, you should go and say it yourself, we don't care.' She winked at Bai Zixian.
Bai Zixian, being quick-witted, understood her intentions perfectly and smiled, 'Yes, we don't care about this.' Liu Qingping blushed slightly and lowered her head without speaking. The
black-clad woman, Na Ji, asked in confusion, 'What do you mean by this?'
Peony had already seen through the intentions of Bai and Ma, and immediately smiled, 'The two sisters want to find another sister.'
Ma Lingling giggled and said, 'Not one, but two, and we would welcome you very much.' " Upon hearing this, Tianxianghu Mudan blushed deeply, lowered her head, and was speechless.
Bai Zixian laughed, "Since we've come this far, let's be frank. I'll ask my three sisters first, do you like Sister Qingping and Sister Mudan?" At this, the three sisters, Bai Nu Mengti, Hei Nu Naji, and Murong Ni, understood. Murong Ni
said, "Of course we welcome Sister Qingping and Sister Mudan." Mengti and Naji also nodded in agreement.
Liu Qingping blushed and said, "I know my humble appearance and dare not harbor any fantasies." Ma
Lingling asked anxiously, "Sister, you don't want to?"
Liu Qingping said seriously, "Master Zheng is a peerless hero. I would gladly serve him as my servant. How could I not want to? I am truly ashamed of my appearance and dare not defile a gentleman with my lowly body." Ma Lingling said
, "Sister, you are mistaken. As long as you are willing, I will take care of everything else."
Meanwhile, Bai Zixian was also questioning Tianxianghu Mudan, who blushed and said, "I'm afraid he won't agree..." She actually shared Liu Qingping's concern that Zheng Yihu wouldn't accept. Bai
Zixian smiled and said, "Sister Qingping and Sister Mudan, don't worry. Xiaohu will definitely agree. It's settled then."
Liu Qingping laughed and said, "People are afraid their husbands will be snatched away, but you two are practically offering yourselves into someone else's arms."
Ma Lingling laughed and said, "I'm reluctant to see Sister Ping and Sister Mudan end up with someone else. You don't know, Xiaohu has quite the appetite." She accidentally let slip, and all the women blushed.
Bai Zixian chuckled and said, "That's the truth. You'll understand later."
The women chatted and laughed all the way, but soon received news that something big was about to happen in Hengshan, so they quickly set off. Monty said, "I haven't even had a day to rest before I have to run around again. Marrying you Chinese is really bad luck."
Bai Zixian giggled, "You regret it now?"
Monty, slightly out of breath, said, "We're not even married yet, what's there to regret?"
The black woman said, "This way we can travel to many more places, I'm not afraid of getting tired."
Monty laughed, "Black beauty, you've got the Chinese all figured out, one day you won't be able to stand it."
They chatted and laughed, and immediately set off.
*** *** ***
Meanwhile, Zheng Yihu had already left the "Heroine Gang" of women. That evening, he arrived at a riverbank and found a large crowd making a commotion on the riverbank, wondering what had happened. At first, Zheng Yihu thought someone was robbing them, but upon closer inspection, he realized it was a tribute cart with a large flag that read "Tribute from the Celestial Empire." He then understood that it was a tribute from Burma, waiting there for the government officials to receive them.
It turned out that all tribute items were rare, and the countries sending them often dispatched large numbers of martial arts masters to escort them, while the local government also sent skilled warriors to protect them. Once the tribute was delivered, people would come to meet it. Each prefecture and county along the way provided escorts and welcomes, ostensibly for show, but in reality, the prefectures and counties were afraid of trouble within their borders. To put it bluntly, they were afraid of being robbed by bandits.
Zheng Yihu suddenly had a thought, thinking, "I wonder if that God of Spring will be envious; he might send his Forbidden Valley subordinates to rob it." He immediately decided to secretly follow them. Of course, he planned to first observe carefully and find out what the tribute items were. As he approached, two burly men stepped forward and blocked his way, saying, "This road is closed."
Zheng Yihu replied, "I am a student traveling, brothers, please do not doubt me."
One of the men shouted, "I can tell you are not bad people."
Zheng Yihu said, "It's getting dark, I need your help, please allow me to accompany you."
The other man said, "We respect scholars, so you will wait here until the soldiers arrive."
Zheng Yihu repeatedly said, "Thank you, thank you."
At this time, the caravan was still about ten paces away, but it was already very clear. There were seven carriages in total, each with four burly men guarding them closely. In addition, there were more than thirty horses, each with a burly man beside it, but it was impossible to tell who were Burmese and who were Chinese. It was dark, and it was difficult to distinguish faces.
An hour later, the sound of galloping hooves came from the distance, and it was estimated that more than a hundred riders had arrived. The army consisted of over a hundred cavalrymen, including more than twenty江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to martial arts practitioners) riders, and surprisingly, seven or eight elderly men. A man resembling a general left the convoy and briefly spoke with a middle-aged
man in the caravan, completing the formalities. Then, the convoy was ready to depart. As the caravan started moving, three carriages suddenly emerged from the woods at the front. The carriages appeared to carry important figures; Zheng Yihu guessed they must be envoys from the tributary state. Just then, the general, accompanied by a jianghu rider, approached Zheng Yihu. Zheng Yihu knew they had come to question him. While he was pondering, the general arrived on horseback first. He asked Zheng Yihu, "Scholar, where are you going?"
Zheng Yihu bowed and replied, "I'm going to Luoyang."
The general, a man in his thirties, had a refined appearance and seemed to possess a scholarly air. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Scholar, you have no important luggage, why worry about villains?"
Zheng Yihu replied readily, "I've recently encountered several close calls, truly frightening me to death. I am extremely grateful for your company, General."
Suddenly, a martial arts practitioner behind the general stepped forward and asked, "You also know martial arts?"
Zheng Yihu knew he had seen the sword on his body and laughed, "Scholars carry swords for show. Have you ever seen many traveling scholars without swords?"
The burly man said, "You don't have a horse, how can you keep up?"
Zheng Yihu said, "I hope the general will take care of me then."
The burly man turned to the general and said, " "General Fan, this young man has an upright air about him, there's no need to doubt him."
The general laughed heartily, "Master Zhang's judgment is certainly not wrong." He said to Zheng Yihu, "Scholar, can you ride a horse?"
Zheng Yihu smiled and said, "I know a little about archery, horsemanship, calligraphy, and mathematics."
The general said to the man surnamed Zhang, "Master Zhang, please tell the head constable of Nanchang Prefecture to lend you a horse."
The man surnamed Zhang smiled and said, "General, you truly care for scholars." He smiled at Zheng Yihu and
said, "Please wait a moment, I'll go and borrow a mount for you." Zheng Yihu said loudly, "I've met a benefactor today."
The general reined in his horse, turned back, and smiled, "When the horse arrives, follow the caravan; we'll be traveling at night."
Zheng Yihu said, "Thank you for your kindness, General."
Soon, two burly men indeed brought a horse, with a water bottle and dry rations on the saddle—everything one could need. Zheng Yihu thanked them, mounted the horse, and rode off. The convoy was moving very fast, and before midnight, it was estimated that they had covered more than fifty li. Although Zheng Yihu was lagging behind, the general frequently sent people back to check on him. Around four in the morning, a loud shout was suddenly heard from the front.
Zheng Yihu thought to himself, "Something's happened." Just then, a soldier rushed back and said to Zheng Yihu, "Bandits have appeared ahead. You must leave immediately; the general is afraid you'll be frightened."
Zheng Yihu replied, "Yes, how many bandits are ahead?"
The soldier solemnly said, "Countless flames have been lit on the mountainsides along the main road, and several signal arrows have been spotted. It's estimated that more than one group of bandits has arrived."
Zheng Yihu asked, "Why has the caravan stopped?"
The soldier replied, "Under these circumstances, to prevent the tribute from being stolen, the general has ordered a camp to be set up."
After the soldier left, Zheng Yihu pondered, "Those who light the fireworks and fire the signal arrows are definitely not evil martial arts sects; they must just be ordinary bandits. In that case, I don't need to take action; I can just follow and secretly protect the caravan." Having made up his mind, he rode into the caravan and saw the general assigning personnel to form a battle formation. Upon seeing him arrive, General Fan still showed him extra care, saying, "Scholar, you should hide in the middle of the caravan. The enemy hasn't attacked yet, but you mustn't move around."
Zheng Yihu cupped his hands and said, "General, do you intend to wait for the enemy to tire themselves out?"
General Fan exclaimed, "I didn't realize you understood the art of war!"
Zheng Yihu replied, "General, you flatter me. I'm just a theorist."
General Fan laughed heartily, "Strategizing within the command tent, winning battles a thousand miles away—scholar, may I ask your name?"
Zheng Yihu said, "I am Zheng Shi. General, please preside over the important meeting."
General Fan said, "Now..." "It's alright, I just sent ten heroes to scout both sides." Suddenly, the sound of fighting came from the left hilltop. The general solemnly said again, "Hero Zhang has encountered the bandits."
Zheng Yihu asked, "What sect does Hero Zhang belong to?"
General Fan replied, "He is a master of the Kongtong Sect, his cultivation is extraordinary, and his swordsmanship is especially exquisite. Don't worry, scholar, the bandits are no match for us."
Zheng Yihu agreed verbally, but secretly thought, "I hope he doesn't encounter any evil masters, otherwise I'm afraid he won't survive." Before he finished thinking, he suddenly saw a dark figure rushing back from the left, heading straight for the caravan.
General Fan saw this and knew something was wrong. He asked in a deep voice, "Hero He, what's the matter?"
The dark figure arrived and shouted, "The bandits are too strong, Hero Zhang and the others are trapped."
General Fan exclaimed in alarm, "Quickly send a hero with reinforcements! But we don't know which band of thieves they are!"
A shrewd middle-aged man surnamed He, upon being questioned, reported, "The thieves are all masked, and we haven't been able to trace their route yet. General, tonight is extremely dangerous."
After He left, General Fan couldn't remain calm any longer. He said to Zheng Yihu, "Scholar, you should hide quickly. I hope dawn will come soon."
After General Fan left, Zheng Yihu naturally couldn't stay still. He quietly slipped out, not only to find out who the thieves were, but also to help the hero Zhang out of his predicament. Before dawn, Zheng Yihu returned to the caravan unnoticed.
Chapter 30: The Four Heroes
A moment before dawn, General Fan went to check again, accompanied by two martial arts practitioners for protection. Zheng Yihu stepped forward and asked, "General, what's the situation?"
General Fan solemnly replied, "According to reports, there are as many as seven groups of bandits, but they haven't launched their attack yet."
Zheng Yihu said to General Fan, "Perhaps there are conflicts among the bandits. General, you should recall all the men you've sent out. This is my humble opinion; what do you think, General?"
General Fan said, "Zheng Yihu's opinion is exactly what I'm thinking." There was little movement on the two mountains, but several of the men sent out had returned wounded. Upon seeing this, the general hurriedly went out to greet them and asked, "Gentlemen, please rest." "Are you seriously injured?"
A man with blood streaming from his shoulder straightened his back and said, "I'm fine, General, don't worry, the bandits have retreated."
Daylight had broken, and the general laughed, "This is all thanks to the heroes."
Suddenly, the hero Zhang rushed to the general like the wind and said, "Reporting to the general, a strange person secretly helped us tonight."
General Fan exclaimed, "Hero Zhang, did you see that strange person?"
The man surnamed Zhang shook his head and said, "That person is elusive; seven bandits died without anyone noticing, and it was that strange person who lifted our siege." Zheng Yihu chuckled inwardly.
General Fan sighed, "In that case, tonight has been fortunate."
The man surnamed Zhang said, "General, please rest. We'll have breakfast before we set off again."
General Fan said, "Alright, you come with me to see the envoys; they're still worried." Turning back to Zheng Yihu, he said, "Someone will bring breakfast later; Zheng, please rest here."
Zheng Yihu said, "General, please do as you wish; I understand." After breakfast, the soldiers continued to escort them, while plainclothes knights led the way, and the carriages set off again. Last night, Zheng Yihu's reconnaissance revealed eleven groups of bandits, estimated to be no less than five hundred people. However, he only identified two groups: one was the "Golden Hook Gang," led by "Divine Hook" Niu Dachang; the other was the "Orchid Gang," led by a woman known as "Orchid Girl."
The convoy had already departed, and Zheng Yihu hurriedly followed. Thirty li ahead lay a city; General Fan, wanting to quickly evade responsibility, ordered no more rest and continued onward. At noon, just as the main force was setting up their cooking pots, a scout reported that dozens of unidentified riders had appeared on both sides. Shortly after this report, shouts erupted from the rear, and one man brandished his sword.
Zheng Yihu knew this was a trap set by the bandits; once the government troops moved out in waves, the bandits would seize the tribute. General Fan spurred his horse swiftly and instantly appeared beside Zheng Yihu, saying, "Minister Zheng, bandits have appeared all around! You must not leave the caravan!" With that, he spurred his horse and rode off to the rear.
Zheng Yihu had no time to speak, but he saw that the cooking had completely stopped. Those who had dismounted remounted, and the caravan continued moving slowly forward, no longer stopping. Zheng Yihu realized that the bandits were indeed preparing for a major attack. The tribute carts moved on and on, emitting a heavy rumble. The Burmese envoys and martial arts figures pressed close to the carts as they proceeded. The cavalry had been recalled and formed two lines to sandwich the tribute carts and the people making their way there, their gleaming swords drawn in preparation. The general personally led five groups of plainclothes martial arts practitioners to keep watch, sending only a portion to monitor the situation from the front and back.
Zheng Yihu realized the situation was difficult to handle, and that he himself was unable to manage everything and was forced into a corner. He rode up to the general and said, "This is strange. This arrangement is probably not appropriate."
General Fan was taken aback and asked, "What advice do you have, Prime Minister Zheng?" Zheng
Yihu replied, "If the enemy has the strength to launch a pincer attack, then their numbers will be numerous. If we attack a smaller force with a larger one, our strength will be weakened, resulting in a lack of coordination between the front and rear, and no support on the right. If the enemy's numbers are less than ours, they can break through at a single point, and we will be unable to provide timely reinforcements."
General Fan solemnly asked, "What is your opinion, Prime Minister?"
Zheng Yihu said, "Cadres cannot engage in close combat with bandits. Being caught in the middle will only disrupt our own formation. It would be better to send them all to the front to clear the way."
General Fan said, "The rest of the men..." "What about it?"
Zheng Yihu said, "Including the tribute personnel, we can be divided into two halves, front and back. If the enemy attacks the front, the rear will provide support; if the enemy attacks the rear, the front will turn around and counterattack."
General Fan said, "The problem is that the enemy might come from all directions."
Zheng Yihu said, "No matter where the enemy comes from, their goal is only to seize the carriages. However, there are more than one carriage. It won't be easy for the thieves to seize it. Therefore, if the thieves want to succeed easily, they must first weaken our strength."
General Fan said, "Your Excellency's intention is to preserve our strength."
Zheng Yihu said, "This is just a simple opinion. I wonder if the General agrees?"
General Fan suddenly said, "I appreciate your profound thinking, Prime Minister Zheng." He turned his horse around and galloped away quickly, urgently ordering a change in formation. General Fan actually obeyed his orders.
By this time, the sun was high in the sky, but the thieves still hadn't made their move. The road changed from flat to mountainous, and Zheng Yihu knew it was time. At the same time, he could hear the movement in his ears. Suddenly, more than twenty masked riders appeared from the side, wielding various weapons, and rushed towards the convoy like the wind. General Fan, seeing this, hurriedly rode to Zheng Yihu's side and asked, "How should we deal with them?"
Zheng Yihu shook his head and said, "It's best to ignore them and wait until they get close before making a move."
General Fan said, "It will be too late if they get close."
Zheng Yihu said, "The bandits are still using a trap. If we move out, I'm afraid another group will appear. If we send out a second group, the bandits will send out a third. In this way, we will fall into the enemy's trick of stalling us in batches." General Fan had no time to ask further and immediately turned his horse to observe the situation.
Just as Zheng Yihu had predicted, the twenty-odd bandits only made a show of force half a mile away and did not approach the convoy again. General Fan was astonished. He suddenly turned to a martial arts figure beside him and exclaimed in surprise, "Lord Zheng is so good at
predicting the enemy!" The man turned out to be Zhang the Hero, who solemnly replied, "Zhuge Liang of the Three Kingdoms period was physically weak, yet his strategies were divine. Lord Zheng is such a remarkable man. General, let's go and ask him what the next step should be!"
General Fan said, "Zhang the Hero, come with me and ask him. Perhaps he has a plan to defeat the enemy." Zhang nodded and followed the general toward Zheng Yihu.
Before the two even reached Zheng Yihu, unexpectedly, more than thirty masked bandits appeared from afar. General Fan, seeing this, became alarmed and spurred his horse forward towards Zheng Yihu, shouting, "Lord Zheng, the second group of bandits has appeared!"
Zheng Yihu rode up to meet them, saying, "Ignore them; their aim is to lure us in."
Zhang, the chivalrous hero, bowed from his horse and said, "Lord Zheng, once they lure us out, what will their next move be?"
Zheng Yihu replied, "I predict their next step will be to sabotage the road ahead, preventing our vehicles from advancing."
General Fan said, "Then we must seize the initiative."
Zheng Yihu asked, "Does the general know the true strength of the bandits?"
General Fan replied, "Zhang has already determined that there are seven groups of bandits."
Zheng Yihu said, "Even if there are seven waves, can these seven waves of bandits really work together?"
Zhang Daxia said, "Of course, there will inevitably be conflicts among them."
Zheng Yihu said, "This is our strategy to defeat them. If we don't move, some of the bandits will inevitably attack, while the others with patience will stand by and watch. We'll focus all our efforts on dealing with these waves, and if we manage to win, the rest won't dare to come again."
General Fan said, "Your Excellency's intention is still to wait for the enemy to tire themselves out."
Zheng Yihu said, "There is no other way."
Zhang Daxia said, "If only we knew how many waves would attack."
Zheng Yihu said, "Zhang Daxia must know the story of Changban Slope from the Three Kingdoms period."
General Fan said, "Your Excellency's intention..." "But do you want someone to single-handedly charge into the bandits and capture one of their members for questioning?"
Zheng Yihu asked. "General, do you perhaps have a man of both wisdom and courage among your men?"
Zhang replied, "I cannot say for sure; I will have to take the risk."
Zheng Yihu said, "I have heard that you, Zhang, are a remarkable man. Although I am but a scholar, I have long heard of the unparalleled lightness skills of the Kongtong Sect. Why don't you show us your prowess by riding a horse and abandoning your strengths for your weaknesses?"
Zhang laughed heartily, "Master Zheng is using a provocation tactic. Very well, I have no choice but to make a fool of myself." On both sides were uneven terrain, covered with vegetation. Suddenly, Zhang dismounted, brandishing his long sword, and moved with the speed of the wind, disappearing in an instant.
After watching his figure disappear, General Fan turned to Zheng Yihu and asked, "What did you think of this man's martial arts skills, Minister Zheng?"
Zheng Yihu replied, "I am a novice; how could I dare to offer any criticism?"
General Fan said, "Minister Zheng has traveled the martial world and seen and heard much; naturally, you can make comparisons."
Zheng Yihu said, "If you truly wish to ask, General, this man is merely an ordinary expert."
General Fan asked, "And what about the special experts you have encountered, Minister?"
Zheng Yihu said, "It is said that special experts possess such lightness skills that they can travel from the Mo River in the morning to the Southern Frontier in the evening."
General Fan was greatly surprised and asked, "Is that truly true?"
Zheng Yihu said, "In the martial world, extraordinary and unusual people are truly countless."
General Fan sighed, "It's a pity I only focused on cavalry warfare back then, and didn't seek out extraordinary skills."
The convoy was nearing the narrow pass when a scout suddenly galloped back to report, "General, it's terrible! The mountain path ahead is blocked by a collapsed cliff!"
General Fan was greatly alarmed and asked Zheng Yihu, "What should we do? It's just as you predicted, sir."
Zheng Yihu said, "Find a wide spot, park the convoy there, and then send soldiers to clear the way."
General Fan said, "If the convoy stops, the bandits will definitely attack."
Zheng Yihu said, "The bandits won't be able to attack until dark; there's still plenty of time." General Fan personally rode back to the front; for now, he could only follow Zheng Yihu's advice. Zheng Yihu looked up at the mountain terrain and thought, "The terrain isn't dangerous; it seems there aren't any particularly skilled individuals among the bandits."
General Fan gave the order, and the convoy stopped on a wide road, with a steep slope on the right and a deep ravine on the left—truly a dilemma. Zheng Yihu anticipated that the narrow pass would surely be blocked by bandits. If the bandits dropped logs and rocks down the steep slope, there would be a risk of the carriage being destroyed and everyone on board dying. Therefore, he dismounted and walked to see the general. General Fan was extremely anxious at this time. Upon seeing Zheng Yihu approach, he immediately asked, "Sir, what should we do?"
Zheng Yihu replied, "Let's wait for Hero Zhang to arrive before we deal with it. I believe the bandits have already taken control of the right side of the mountain."
General Fan asked, "What if the bandits drop logs down the mountain?"
Zheng Yihu said, "The carriage will be destroyed. The bandits will not do that, otherwise what will they steal?"
General Fan said, "Do the bandits want us to abandon the carriage and leave?"
Zheng Yihu said, "It seems they want to force us to do so, but these are tribute items; who dares to give them up?"
General Fan said, "In this dangerous situation, we cannot fight. The bandits have already gained the upper hand." Just then, they suddenly heard shouts from behind. Soldiers rushed in to report that the bandits had also cut off their retreat.
General Fan said, "That's inevitable; we're already in dire straits."
Zheng Yihu said, "General, don't worry. I have a plan to get out of this danger, but I won't reveal it yet."
Suddenly, Zhang Daxia rushed back, shouting as soon as he arrived, "There are thirteen groups of bandits, all on the right-hand mountain."
General Fan asked, "Have you captured any of them?"
"We captured one, a petty thief, but we couldn't bring him in. We only got a little information out of him. Apparently, there are thirteen groups of thieves, divided into three major factions,"
Zheng Yihu said. "Not long after, there will be some activity on the mountain."
General Fan asked, "What activity?"
Zheng Yihu replied, "They're demanding we leave the pass empty-handed, or they'll roll logs and stones."
Hero Zhang said, "How about we seize this hilltop?"
Zheng Yihu said, "That's suicide. They outnumber us and have the high ground."
General Fan asked, "Can we propose your plan now, sir?"
Zheng Yihu said, "I intend to go up the mountain to negotiate with the thieves."
Hearing this, Hero Zhang exclaimed, "That's like trying to negotiate with a tiger!
" Zheng Yihu said, "I have no connection with the tribute cart. Why would the thieves kill me? If we can negotiate, we will. If not, I'll have made a wasted trip."
General Fan said, "Sir, you have courage, but I'm afraid the thieves won't care."
Zheng Yihu said, "The tribute is from abroad. If it's stolen, it will damage our country's reputation. If we can explain the greater good to them, perhaps the thieves will let it pass."
General Fan was at a loss and had to agree to his plan. After a pause, he added, "Sir, you need to take a few more men to protect it."
Zheng Yihu laughed, "The entire cart is in danger. Who can protect my safety? Rather than arouse the thieves' suspicion, why not let me go on my own?" General Fan and Zhang Daxia sighed inwardly at his resolute departure.
Zheng Yihu then climbed up a narrow crevice. The steep slope was barely manageable. Zheng Yihu started climbing one step at a time, and only when he could no longer see below did he use his lightness skill to quickly ascend. Once he used his lightness skill, he soared like a bird, reaching the mountainside in an instant. Suddenly, someone shouted from above, "Who goes there?"
Zheng Yihu replied loudly, "Sent by the officials."
Two thieves suddenly appeared from above, one of them shouting again, "Halt!"
Zheng Yihu asked, "Where is your leader?"
The thief sneered, "Aren't you afraid of death?"
Zheng Yihu laughed, "Those who are afraid of death wouldn't dare come."
The thief, who was also masked, turned to his accomplice and said, "Go up and see the chieftain. Just say the officials have sent a messenger." Upon hearing this, the other thief immediately turned and ran up the mountain like lightning.
A short while later, the thief shouted from above, "The chieftain has ordered that the brat be let up!"
Zheng Yihu laughed heartily, "This chieftain is quite interesting."
The thief below sneered, "You'd better wait and get a beating."
Zheng Yihu was led to the mountaintop, where he saw a flat area filled with masked figures wielding swords and knives. The bandit leading the way then said in a deep voice, "All the bandit leaders are here, so you'd better watch your words."
Zheng Yihu wondered, "Have the thirteen bandit leaders finally united? They haven't clashed at all?" In the center of the flat area, there were indeed thirteen people sitting, presumably the bandit leaders, among whom were four women.
Zheng Yihu was led closer, and one of the loud voices asked, "Who are you?"
Zheng Yihu replied loudly, "My name is Zheng Yihu. I suppose you gentlemen haven't met me before."
Upon hearing this, the thirteen men suddenly jumped up. Another bandit leader, startled, asked Zheng Yihu, "Which Zheng Yihu are you?"
Zheng Yihu laughed loudly, "There are many people with the same surname and name. I wonder which one you are asking about?"
Suddenly, a female bandit said sweetly, "We are asking about Feilong."
Zheng Yihu laughed loudly, "Feilong is just a name given to me by someone else. Actually, I don't like this name at all."
Another bandit leader said coldly, "You know that impersonation..." " Only those with true skill will succeed, otherwise it's a dead end."
Zheng Yihu said loudly, "I originally didn't need to come up here to meet you all. I could have just waited for you to launch an attack before showing you my skills, but that would have caused many deaths."
The man sneered, "Regardless, let me first ask you what your purpose is in coming up the mountain?"
Zheng Yihu said, "Do you want to fight or are you willing to give up? If you want to fight, then please begin; otherwise, please open the way."
The bandit leaders said in unison, "If it's Feilong, we'll give up; otherwise, we'll leave your head first."
Zheng Yihu laughed, "Who will come forward and fight me first?" The thirteen bandit leaders looked at each other, but none of them stepped forward. Zheng Yihu paused briefly, then laughed, "If none of you come forward to test me, you'll never know if I'm real or not."
Suddenly, someone shouted, "I've heard you can remain motionless in mid-air, why not show us?"
Zheng Yihu replied, "I'm not the only one who can remain motionless in mid-air; please don't mistake me for a demon."
The man exclaimed in surprise, "Who are these so-called demons?"
Zheng Yihu said, "One is named Xumizi, and the other is the God of Spring."
Another person chimed in, "If you are truly a flying dragon, then why don't you eliminate these two?"
Zheng Yihu said, "I dare not utter the word 'eliminate'." "I boast, but one day I'll have to fight them."
A bandit leader said, "What do you have to prove your true identity?"
Zheng Yihu patted his sword and said, "That's my Heavenly Dragon Sword. There's only one like it in the whole world, but I'm afraid none of you recognize it. It's not that I underestimate you, but even if you joined forces, you wouldn't last ten moves against me. Therefore, I don't want to ruin your reputations, so I've come to ask you to leave. Since I started out, I've never been hostile to any fellow outlaws; only the evil spirits of the martial world are those I'm determined to eliminate." "Enemy."
The man stepped forward and asked again, "Why do you protect the tribute carts?"
Zheng Yihu replied, "Paying tribute is a sign of foreigners' respect for our country, a sign of their awe and closeness. If we, the people of our own country, were to take it lightly without understanding its true nature, we would become a laughingstock among our neighbors, who would say that our country is a land teeming with thieves. This would not only damage our national prestige but could even invite trouble from overseas. I understand this, so I have no choice but to protect them secretly. In fact, even the government troops do not know that I am here."
Upon hearing this, the bandits were all startled and suddenly said in unison, "What you say makes a lot of sense. Regardless of whether you are telling the truth or not, you deserve our respect just for these words. Please..." "We've let go,"
Zheng Yihu said, cupping his hands in gratitude. "We are deeply grateful. It's clear you are all brothers of the greenwood who prioritize the greater good and value loyalty. However, I must tell you something: I am not an imposter. As you all know, the imperial court is currently facing border incursions. With your abilities, if you bravely go to the frontier to fight, you will surely leave a legendary tale in the world."
The bandits replied in unison, "If there is a true Flying Dragon to lead us, we will not hesitate to go through fire and water."
Zheng Yihu was overjoyed and said, "Whether you go to the Western or Northern Frontier, if you are stopped by government troops, just say that you are from the 'Minor Conscripts' army. Only government troops know those three words."
Suddenly, one of the bandit leaders shouted, "You are truly Flying Dragon!"
Zheng Yihu was greatly surprised and asked, "How can you prove it?"
The bandit leader respectfully replied, "I was released from the Western Frontier army, but unfortunately, I was unable to participate due to illness."
Zheng Yihu said, "If you were released, then you shouldn't have become an outlaw. "
The man said, “My home has been destroyed, and I can no longer survive. What can you do for me, sir?” Zheng
Yihu sighed and said, “This is due to the corruption of the local officials, and I deeply sympathize with you.”
The man said, “Now, sir, you have shown us the right path. We will cleanse ourselves of worldly cares from now on.”
Zheng Yihu said, “When you reach the border, you can form your own teams. Each team will make a flying dragon flag, and you can use the flag to request provisions from the local government.”
The bandits asked in unison, “Where will you go, sir?”
Zheng Yihu said, “To Hengshan. The Henghua Mountain Sect is currently in trouble.”
While they were talking, the bandit leader sent someone down the mountain to inform General Fan. Just then, Zhang the Hero came up. Zheng Yihu greeted him with a smile, “What brings you here, Zhang the Hero?”
The man surnamed Zhang quickly cupped his hands and said, “Sir Zheng, you really kept this a secret. General Fan is currently at the foot of the mountain and respectfully invites us to meet.” Zheng Yihu laughed, "
Brother Zhang, to be honest, I'm on my way to Hengshan to relieve the siege. Please explain the situation to General Fan."
The man surnamed Zhang was shocked and asked, "What major event has occurred in Hengshan?"
Zheng Yihu replied, "It's a long story, but in short, the evil sects of the martial arts world are planning to wipe out all the major righteous sects in the Central Plains. Your sect will likely be affected as well. Brother Zhang, you should inform your sect leader as soon as possible to take precautions."
The man surnamed Zhang was greatly alarmed and hurriedly bowed, saying, "I obey your command.
Then I'll take my leave." Zheng Yihu turned to the bandits and said, "Gentlemen, I'll also be parting ways for now. See you on the frontier." "The bandit leaders were now even more certain that he was indeed Feilong, and they all bowed and saw him off.
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Zheng Yihu bid farewell to the group and ran all the way, covering an estimated three hundred li by dusk. Ahead lay a plain, so Zheng Yihu stopped using his lightness skill. Looking around, he noticed a tall building and large courtyard to his left, probably the estate of a wealthy family. As he approached, he saw another estate to his right. Zheng Yihu happened to see a farmer coming from the opposite direction and quickly went up to him to inquire, "Uncle, what is the surname of the owner of the estate on the right?"
The farmer, seeing that he was a scholar, quickly put down his hoe and said, "Sir, who are you looking for?"
Zheng Yihu said, "Uncle, we are strangers who have missed our lodging. It's getting dark, and we would like to ask this estate for lodging for the night." The farmer nodded and replied, "
The owner of the manor on the right is surnamed He, and the owner of the manor on the left is surnamed Lin..." The farmer seemed to have something more to say, but he didn't continue, clearly unwilling to say more, and walked away with his hoe.
Zheng Yihu walked slowly and soon arrived at the gate of Lin Family Manor. The gate was open, and a middle-aged man came out upon hearing the sound. Upon seeing Zheng Yihu, he frowned and asked, "Are you here to ask for lodging?"
Zheng Yihu thought to himself, "He's really straightforward. Perhaps these two manors often have travelers seeking lodging." He cupped his hands and smiled, "Steward, I am indeed here to ask for lodging."
The gatekeeper said, "Not today. The owner has guests and cannot come out."
Zheng Yihu said, "A person seeking lodging only needs a place to stay; I don't expect the master to personally entertain me. Steward, please make things convenient."
The gatekeeper said, "Without the master's permission, do you think it's alright?"
Zheng Yihu thought it made sense, so he walked towards He Family Village across the street. As he approached He Family Village, he suddenly encountered an old man by the pond outside the village. The old man greeted him with a smile, saying, "Young stranger, have you perhaps missed your lodging?"
Zheng Yihu cupped his hands and said, "Greetings, sir. I am indeed the young man."
The old man chuckled and said, "This often happens on this road, because neither the north nor the south leads to a town. Strangers are unfamiliar with the area and often miss their lodging."
Zheng Yihu said, "This is something strangers wouldn't expect."
The old man said, "Young man, please come in. I welcome you to my village."
Zheng Yihu asked in surprise, "Are you the master of He Family Village, sir?"
The old man chuckled and said, "I am He Ci. I have a few acres of barren land. I dare not accept the title of 'master,' unlike Lin Kun across the street, who actually calls himself a wealthy man."
Zheng Yihu said, "If I had known earlier that you were hospitable, I wouldn't have gone to the other manor only to be turned away." Old
Man He snorted, "Lin Kun only receives officials and wealthy gentry. He won't even acknowledge someone like you who is truly in need."
Zheng Yihu said, "That's only human nature. How many people in this world truly help the poor and needy?"
Old Man He laughed loudly, "Brother, you are a magnanimous person."
As they entered the manor, two young men suddenly greeted them. Zheng Yihu was secretly surprised, thinking, "I never imagined they would have such high cultivation levels. Their eyesight is so sharp." The two young men greeted Old Man He in unison, "Father, we're back."
Old Man He laughed heartily, "You've returned just in time! Peng'er, He'er, come and greet our guests."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Yihu immediately recognized the two young men as Old Man He's sons. He quickly cupped his hands and said, "My name is Zheng Shi. May I ask your names, brothers?" Old Man He laughed heartily, "Brother Zheng, you are truly a quick thinker! These
are my two sons, the elder named Peng and the younger named He. I hope Brother Zheng will give them some guidance."
Zheng Yihu repeatedly replied, "Not at all, not at all."
The He brothers suddenly looked surprised and said to the old man, "Father, you said the day before yesterday that a master was coming. It turns out it was Brother Zheng."
Old Man He laughed heartily, "Your brother has misunderstood. Brother Zheng is just passing through. We have never met him before. But you two brothers are quite good, able to recognize a hero, haha..."
Zheng Yihu knew that the He father and sons had seen through his disguise, and then laughed loudly, "Old man, you are very skilled. This junior has only just learned a little martial arts, yet I could not hide it from your discerning eyes."
Old Man He laughed heartily, "Brother, please come into the hall. After tea and snacks, wine and food will be served." After the meal, Old Man He said to Zheng Yihu, "Brother, let's go sit in the back room. It's too crowded and noisy here."
Zheng Yihu laughed heartily, "Old man, I'm still an outsider."
Old Man He laughed loudly, "I'm not blind, brother. You, an outsider, are an elder in this world."
After sitting down in the back room, a little girl skipped and hopped up to greet them, "Father, who is this?"
Old Man He smiled affectionately, "Lü'er, come and meet Uncle Zheng." He then smiled at Zheng Yihu, "Brother, this is my spoiled little girl, her name is Lüyin."
Zheng Yihu saw that the little girl was only eleven or twelve years old, yet she had practiced very profound internal strength, and was beautiful, lively, and extremely cute. He quickly smiled at her, "Little sister, this is the first time we've met. I wonder if you
're happy?" The little girl giggled, "Do you know martial arts?"
Zheng Yihu smiled, "Yes, but not much."
The little girl smiled and said, "I'd be happy if you taught me martial arts. "
Old Man He laughed and scolded, "Lü'er is too ill-mannered. Who teaches kung fu to everyone they meet?" After sitting down in the back hall, the He brothers served tea and snacks.
Zheng Yihu said, "Old man, you truly have a family tradition of martial arts."
Old Man He laughed loudly, "Brother, my son and girl's kung fu wasn't taught by me."
Zheng Yihu said, "Old man, you must be a renowned master of some school. Could you tell me?"
Old Man He suddenly sighed and said, "Brother, to be honest, I was originally a disciple of Emei. The current sect leader is my senior brother. Later, I was expelled from Emei because I mistakenly killed a scoundrel."
Zheng Yihu asked in surprise, "If he was a scoundrel, how could you have mistakenly killed him?"
Old Man He said, "It's a long story. In short, although that person deserved to die, he shouldn't have died at my hands. "
Zheng Yihu, not wanting to pry further, smiled and asked, "Your son must have come from a prestigious school?" Old
Man He chuckled, "Brother, their master isn't from any particular school. To be honest, I'm ashamed to say that the three elders have never met me before."
Since the old man didn't want to elaborate, Zheng Yihu didn't press further, changing the subject with a smile, "Your presence outside tonight wasn't without reason."
Old Man He smiled, "Brother, you are truly perceptive. Yes, I had a guest coming tonight, so I was waiting outside, but unexpectedly, I met Brother Zheng."
Zheng Yihu smiled, "Perhaps the person you were waiting for has made a mistake."
Old Man He shook his head, "He will definitely come. I'm a close friend of his father; if I have business, he will never break his promise."
Just then, they heard his second son, He He, shout from outside, "Father, the guests have arrived!"
Old Man He hurriedly stood up and said to Zheng Yihu, "Brother, please sit down. I must go and greet them personally." "
Zheng Yihu said, 'Please, sir.'
Before Old Man He had even stepped out of the back hall, a young man suddenly entered and shouted, 'Uncle He, I'm late!'
Old Man He laughed heartily and said, 'Nephew, please forgive my lateness. Please come in and have a seat.'
Zheng Yihu saw that the young man was about twenty-seven years old, not bad-looking, but with a bit of arrogance, so he got up to greet him. As soon as the young man saw Zheng Yihu, he immediately asked Old Man He, 'Uncle He, who is this?'
Old Man He smiled and said, 'Nephew, this is Brother Zheng Shi. You two are quite close.' He then said to Zheng Yihu, 'Brother, this is the son of my sworn brother, named Mei Duxiu, known in the martial arts world as one of the Four Heroes, the Southern Hero.'
Zheng Yihu cupped his hands and said, 'I have long admired Brother Mei's name; it is truly renowned.' He said this, but in his heart he thought, 'What Four Heroes? I've never heard of them before.'" Zheng Yihu's eyesight was exceptionally sharp. Although he hadn't heard of this man's name, he could tell that this man surnamed Mei was a young master.
Mei approached Zheng Yihu, shook his hand, and smiled, "Brother Zheng, where do you come from?"
Unfazed by Mei's hidden internal energy, Zheng Yihu smiled and said, "I'm returning from Bangkok, passing by He Lao Bao's manor. It's getting dark, so I've taken the liberty of asking for lodging."
Mei Duxiu laughed heartily, "Brother Zheng, you've made it to the Bangkok tournament!" Zheng
Yihu deliberately sighed, "I've returned empty
-handed." He Lao Bao pressed his hand, "I heard 'Golden Skull' won first place in the tournament. Is that true?"
Zheng Yihu replied, "'Golden Skull' indeed won first place by killing the leader of the Devil Party in the final match."
Mei Duxiu exclaimed, "Brother Zheng, have you ever fought 'Golden Skull'?"
Zheng Yihu said, "I left due to other matters at the time and did not actually attend the conference."
Mei Duxiu was somewhat skeptical, secretly thinking that Zheng Yihu was trying to cover up his shame, and laughed loudly, "It's a pity that the conference had already ended when I arrived in Bangkok, otherwise I would have had no choice but to compete with 'Golden Skull'."
Zheng Yihu was right; Mei Duxiu was indeed a bit arrogant. He smiled and said, "'Golden Skull' has now returned to her country, and Brother Mei will have the opportunity to prove herself to her."
Mei Duxiu nodded and said, "After I finish dealing with Uncle He's matter, I am determined to find 'Golden Skull' and learn a few moves."
Zheng Yihu smiled and turned to the old man He, saying, "What important matter is it, sir? Could you please tell me?"
The old man He sighed, "Brother, didn't you go to Lin Family Village?"
Zheng Yihu said, "I already told you."
The old man He said, "There must be guests at their house?"
Zheng Yihu said, "I heard it from their gatekeeper." "
Old Man He said, 'Brother, this Lin Kun appears to be a very wealthy man, but in reality, he was once a notorious bandit who dominated the Five Lakes. Thirty years ago, after being defeated by Master Ku of Shaolin, he declared his retirement from the martial world.'
Zheng Yihu exclaimed, 'He has been living in seclusion here all this time!'
Old Man He said, 'No, he moved here from elsewhere after learning that I was living in seclusion here.'
Zheng Yihu said, 'Old Man He, you have a relationship with him.'
Old Man He said, 'It's more accurate to say you have a grudge.'
Zheng Yihu had long noticed the discord between the Lin and He manors, and upon hearing Old Man He's words, he realized he had been drawn into a conflict. He asked in astonishment, 'What grudge do you have against Lin Kun?'
Old Man He said, 'When Master Ku swept through the Five Lakes, I happened to have a conflict with Lin Kun's first hall master, "Taihu Jiao." Later, Taihu Jiao disappeared, and Lin Kun claimed that I was responsible, and also said that I had invited Master Ku.'
Zheng Yihu said, 'Therefore, when he discovered that you, Old Man He, were living in seclusion here, he moved here.' " "
Old Man He said, 'When he moved here, he outwardly made peace with me, but this man is treacherous and cunning. He secretly plotted against me, and unfortunately, my child's mother died in the process. Lin Kun will make another move soon. In the past two or three days, many unknown people have come to his manor. Therefore, in addition to being cautious, I have specially invited my nephew Mei to come and help.'
Zheng Yihu asked, 'Does Elder He know the true situation of the other manor?'
Old Man He said, 'I only know that many people have come to the manor recently, but I don't know who they are, or what kind of martial arts they possess. I especially wonder why Lin Kun hasn't taken any action against me.'
Zheng Yihu said, 'The reason for not taking action is that the people I invited haven't all arrived yet. However, we must find out the truth.'
Mei Duxiu added, 'I will find out the truth tonight and see who these people are.'
Old Man He said, 'Nephew, you can't go tonight. Wait until all the people I invited have arrived before you act. '"
Mei Duxiu asked, "Who else did Uncle He invite?" Old
Man He replied, "Those are the people my nephew introduced before. I was fortunate enough to meet them four days ago."
Mei Duxiu laughed heartily, "That's truly remarkable; they've all come!"
Zheng Yihu pondered, "How many others are there?"
Old Man He noticed Zheng Yihu's thoughtfulness and chuckled, "Brother, you've had quite the coincidence, unexpectedly meeting the four rare heroes at my manor. "
Zheng Yihu exclaimed, "They must be figures as renowned as Brother Mei."
Old Man He said, "Nephew Mei is known as the Southern Hero; the Northern Hero's surname is Yi, given name Sanshan; the Eastern Hero's surname is Qi, given name Kunlun; and the Western Hero's surname is Jin, given name Shihua. They are all young men."
Zheng Yihu said, "That is truly an honor for this junior."
Mei Duxiu asked, "Brother Zheng, what school of martial arts do you belong to?"
Zheng Yihu shook his head and said, "I've only ever received a little guidance from some martial arts elders while wandering around, but unfortunately I've never formally become a disciple." Old
Man He laughed loudly, "That's self-taught!" He suddenly remembered that Mei Duxiu hadn't eaten dinner yet, and immediately said to his two sons standing quietly behind him, "Peng'er, you brothers are really something! Go and get some food and wine, Brother Duxiu hasn't eaten yet."
Mei Duxiu laughed loudly upon hearing this, "Uncle He, no need, the reason I'm late is because my friends dragged me out for drinks."
Old Man He chuckled and said, "Then don't be polite, my dear nephew, you keep your uncle company for a while longer. Brother Zheng is a guest from out of town, he should rest early."
Zheng Yihu guessed that they had some private matters to discuss and it was inconvenient for him to be present, so he stood up and said, "I'm sorry to have disturbed you."
Old Man He hurriedly said to his sons, "Peng'er, take Master Zheng to the right study." Not long after Zheng
Yihu was taken to the study, He Luyin came over and pestered him to teach her martial arts. Zheng Yihu also liked this little girl, so he went to the garden with her. However, to Zheng Yihu's surprise, He Luyin's martial arts skills were surprisingly diverse; she knew quite a few techniques. Zheng Yihu naturally gave her a few pointers before returning to the study to rest.
Just as he fell asleep, he suddenly heard many voices. Zheng Yihu guessed that the Four Heroes of the Martial World had arrived. Around midnight, Zheng Yihu opened the window, slipped out, and then closed the window again. Zheng Yihu swooped diagonally into the air, about a hundred feet above the ground, and then flew forward horizontally. The distance between Lin Family Village and He Family Village was only three arrows' length; in the blink of an eye, Zheng Yihu was above the hall of the opposing village. Zheng Yihu looked down and saw that the red lanterns inside Lin Family Manor were still brightly lit, and there was even a commotion of people drinking and making merry.
In less than the time it takes to eat a meal, Zheng Yihu had gathered a lot of information and was secretly amazed: This Lin fellow's abilities are truly remarkable. He has invited many prisoners from the Supreme Lord's Forbidden Valley, none of whom Zheng Yihu recognized, but he could discern their identities. Although he hadn't seen the God of Spring, just this group of thirty-odd evil people he had seen was enough to give He Family Manor a hard time. The Four Heroes of the Martial World plus the He family father and son seemed unlikely to be able to withstand them, so he naturally couldn't stand idly by.
Suddenly, Zheng Yihu noticed four more people arriving, knowing they must be the Four Heroes of the Martial World. He thought, "Their plan isn't bad. They didn't come directly from He Family Manor, but instead circled around to the north to sneak in. This is to deliberately avoid suspicion for the He family." After observing for a while, he thought, "Judging from their lightness skills, they are indeed special experts. If they have special martial arts, they can be compared to the likes of the Ghost King and the Demon King, but they are not as good as the rumored God of Spring and Sumeru Zi." He immediately sensed something was wrong: "They've entered the manor. This is too reckless. They'll be discovered. They've underestimated the Lin family."
Before he could finish his thought, he suddenly saw all the lights in the Lin family manor go out. Zheng Yihu thought to himself, "Just as I expected, they were discovered as soon as they entered. If the four of them don't retreat in time, they'll definitely be trapped." Suddenly, dozens of dark figures flashed out from the village, splitting into two groups to attack.
The four men were quite shrewd, retreating to the north. But they couldn't escape; the pursuit was relentless. The two groups were less than an arrow's length apart, and seven were now close behind. Zheng Yihu followed in the air, ready to watch the battle unfold. Zheng Yihu was initially unsure whether the four men were truly retreating or luring the enemy, but soon he realized they were genuinely retreating. He decided to help them escape, fearing the enemy might use a feint to attack He Family Village from afar. Seizing the opportunity, Zheng Yihu suddenly waved his hand, and a silver light flashed like a bolt of lightning before the eighteen pursuers. Two screams suddenly erupted from the ground; Zheng Yihu had actually used a flying sword.
Without lingering, Zheng Yihu immediately rushed back to He Family Village. Just as he arrived, three dark figures appeared from the west. Zheng Yihu sneered, "The vanguard of the ambush has arrived."
He shouted, "Who goes there?" A palm strike followed, and the He Family Manor was also on high alert. As soon as someone made a sound, all the lights in the manor went out.
Caught off guard, the first of the three dark figures was sent flying backward by the blow, howling in pain. The other two tried to advance, but Zheng Yihu was already in front of them, coldly saying, "Get out of here! Tell the others not to come back."
Two burly middle-aged men stood before them, asking, "Who are you?"
Zheng Yihu replied, "Just passing through, lodging at He Family Village tonight. If you dare disturb me before I leave, be prepared to shed blood."
One of the men rushed forward, saying, "Can you leave your name?"
Zheng Yihu sneered, "You're not worthy to ask." The word "ask" had barely left his lips when the man suddenly screamed and turned to flee. Zheng Yihu had pierced his ear with that word, making him tremble violently. Seeing the situation was dire, the other man ignored his fallen companion and rolled away even faster.
Zheng Yihu sensed someone coming out of the manor. Turning around, he saw it was the manor lord and hurriedly called out, "Manor Lord, I've made a fool of myself."
Old Man He chuckled and said, "Brother, I am truly grateful, and this has certainly broadened my horizons."
Zheng Yihu laughed and said, "That man who fell over there is probably dead. Manor Lord, quickly send someone to bury him, lest he frighten passersby at dawn."
As Old Man He ordered someone to bury the body, he said to Zheng Yihu, "Brother, it's past midnight, there's no need to sleep. Quickly have a couple of drinks with me, the enemy may come again."
Zheng Yihu said, "Four Heroes..." "They should come back soon, otherwise they might be surrounded by the enemy."
Upon hearing this, Old Man He exclaimed in shock, "Where did the Lin family get such experts?"
Zheng Yihu said, "Master, this time Bao Manor was truly in danger. More than thirty evil figures from the Forbidden Valley have come from within the Lin family."
Old Man He shuddered upon hearing this and exclaimed, "Forbidden Valley!"
Zheng Yihu nodded and said, "Old man, you may know this term. Currently, the martial world is full of such evil figures."
Old Man He was stunned. He probably knew this terrifying place. After a long while, he sighed, "The martial world is in danger. A great calamity has befallen the martial world." "Alright."
Zheng Yihu followed Manman into the village and sat down in the back hall. He smiled and said, "Old man, don't lose heart. As the old saying goes, evil can never triumph over good. But you should be more cautious in the future. I'm always optimistic."
Seeing Zheng Yihu's composed demeanor, Old Man He couldn't help but think to himself, "This young man is very mysterious. What is his background?"
At this moment, the little girl He Luyin approached Zheng Yihu and said with a sweet smile, "Brother Zheng, please teach me what that move is all about." Then she said to Old Man He, "Father, I want to follow Brother Zheng." "Brother, you're going to roam the world!" she said, rushing towards Zheng Yihu. "Brother Zheng, will you agree?"
Zheng Yihu replied, "Would your father be willing?"
Old Man He laughed loudly, "Brother, this girl might be destined for you, so please grant her your wish."
Zheng Yihu asked in surprise, "Are you really sure?"
Old Man He smiled, "Are you really sure?"
Zheng Yihu smiled, "As long as you're sure, I'll take care of her myself."
Old Man He was overjoyed, "That's truly a blessing for the girl, I'm counting on you." He Luyin, seeing that he had agreed, was extremely happy and contentedly slipped away to the back. At this moment, the He brothers came in at the same time and said, "Father, the Four Heroes are back. They seem very tired."
Zheng Yihu said, "They must have had a tough fight."
Old Man He hurriedly went out to greet them, and turned back to Zheng Yihu and said, "Now you are no longer an outsider. Go and rest if you want."
Zheng Yihu, fearing the usual formalities, also got up and said, "Then I'll take my leave."
He went back to his study. Not long after he left, Old Man He led four young men, whose long swords were not yet sheathed, into the back hall. After sitting down, Mei Duxiu said to Old Man He, "Uncle He, tonight was truly dangerous."
Old Man He quickly instructed his son to sheath their longswords, sighing, "You've all had a hard time."
Mei Duxiu pointed to a young man in yellow and said, "Uncle, Brother Yi Sanshan probably needs to practice his internal energy. Please have Brother Peng accompany him to rest."
The young man in yellow waved his hand and said, "I can circulate my true energy now, there's no need to practice anymore." He pointed to the young man in white to his right and said, "Jin Shihua, you need to change your belt. That guy's palm strike is something else."
The young man in white, slightly out of breath, laughed, "I checked, nothing's wrong."
Mei Duxiu sighed, "I wonder what kind of background that old guy who fought Qi Kunlun head-on is. Tonight, only he is a real tough opponent."
To his right was a young man in blue, who was seen swinging... He waved his right hand and said, "Brother Mei, you're right. If I hadn't used two Starlight Blades, he wouldn't have retreated."
Old He said, "Fourth Brother probably doesn't know their origins, does he?"
The four said in unison, "We were discovered as soon as we entered the Lin family's outer wall; there was simply no way to investigate."
Old He sighed, "Alas, I never imagined they were the most wicked people in the world who escaped from the Forbidden Valley."
The four youths jumped up at the same time and said, "Really?"
Old He said, "Absolutely."
Mei Duxiu suddenly said, "Uncle He, tonight we were secretly helped by a strange person; otherwise, we wouldn't have returned so easily."
Old He asked, "What was the situation then?"
Mei Duxiu said, "As soon as we entered the Lin family, we sensed something was wrong, and Brother Yi Sanshan immediately called for a retreat. But the enemy was right there ..." "They all sprang into action in an instant. When we left the Lin family compound, we were surprised to find eighteen people chasing after us!"
Old Man He asked. "And what happened?"
The white-robed youth, Jin Shihua, interjected, "When we looked back, we knew they were all rare masters. We also knew tonight would be extremely dangerous; if we didn't fight to the death, we might not escape..." He paused, then became serious, "At the most critical moment, a streak of light suddenly flew through the air and killed the two old men closest to us."
Old Man He exclaimed in shock, "Flying swords!"
The blue-robed youth, Qi Kunlun, said, "We have also mastered the basics of flying swordsmanship, but compared to what we saw tonight, we are utterly inadequate."
Old Man He seemed to understand something and nodded, "I understand now. Today was not only your extraordinary encounter, but also..." "My good fortune. Alright, you can all rest now. Nothing more will happen tonight."
Mei Duxiu asked, "Won't the enemy attack again?"
Old Man He chuckled, "Uncle, you are blessed. They won't come."
Mei Duxiu said, "Uncle He, we can't rest now. The enemy is too strong, and our manpower is insufficient to resist them. On my way back, we discussed setting off before dawn to ask for help."
Old Man He said, "The situation is urgent. How can we possibly get there in time?"
Yi Sanshan said, "A day and a half is still enough. Hopefully, after tonight's battle, the enemy will reconsider."
Old Man He said, "Alright, rather than being trapped due to insufficient strength, it's better to let you risk yourselves." Just then, several screams suddenly rang out from inside the manor.
The four heroes, disregarding their fatigue, rose up at the sound, drew their swords, and rushed out of the back hall. The He brothers, wary of their father's danger, simultaneously stood behind Old Man He. The lights inside the manor were still on. Old Master He looked grave and turned to his two sons, saying, "The fact that the enemy was able to break in under such tight surveillance shows how skilled they are."
He Peng said, "That's the enemy's screams."
Old Master He suddenly smiled slightly and said, "With him here, the manor is as safe as Mount Tai tonight."
He He asked in surprise, "Father, are you referring to Guest Zheng?"
The old man said in a deep voice, "From now on, you are not allowed to treat him as a guest."
He Peng asked, "Father, can you guess who he is?"
The old man solemnly replied, "I've already guessed about 80% of it. Child, don't reveal it in front of the Four Heroes. He is the nemesis of demons, the number one extraordinary person rising in the martial arts world." He
He exclaimed in fright, "It's Flying Dragon Hero!"
The old man said proudly, "Our family is blessed to have him come to stay. Yes, he is Flying Dragon Zheng Yihu. Zheng Shi is an alias he temporarily adopted while traveling the martial arts world."
He Peng asked, "He's leaving tomorrow, what should we do?"
The old man said seriously, "This kind of extraordinary person will definitely see things through to the end. We don't need to beg him. As long as the affairs of this manor are not resolved, he will definitely not leave." He He asked, "Then why don't we send 　　Brother
Mei and the others to invite him?"
The man laughed, "We're not afraid of having too many guests at home, haha, silly thing, the better the guests are, the better!"
As the father and son were talking, He Luyin suddenly slipped in, rushing towards her father with a look of delighted surprise, and exclaimed, "Father, I saw it again! Brother Zheng killed five more old devils who came to ambush us from the side and the front walls. He's as fast as lightning and as strong as a god! With just a wave of his hand, his flying sword flashed like lightning, killing five demons in the blink of an eye, and then carrying them out of the manor in the blink of an eye!"
The old man nodded, "Girl, you have a good eye. But you should call him Uncle."
The little girl giggled softly, "He's not much older than me, and he calls me Little Sister, so I won't call him Uncle." The little girl had her own plans.
Old Man He patted her head and sighed, "I always said you were clever, girl, you really are quite astute."
The little girl jumped up and asked, "Father, do you know who he is?"
The old man teased, "It's the Flying Dragon Hero."
The little girl suddenly pouted and said, "I'm not coming anymore! So Father already knew."
Old Man He said softly, "Don't reveal his secret. Go now."
Just as the little girl left, the Four Heroes returned. Mei Duxiu said to the old man with a heavy face, "Uncle, the enemy is nowhere to be seen. We only saw five pools of blood."
Old Man He said, "My dear nephew, you've worked hard. Go and rest for a while. You still have a long way to go." "
We discussed it again and decided to leave two behind and only send two to ask for help," said Mei Duxiu.
The old man asked, "Which two should we leave behind?"
Mei Duxiu replied, "Yi Sanshan and Qi Kunlun."
The old man said, "Good. It's almost dawn, you should rest for a while."
Mei Duxiu said, "No, we're afraid the Lin family will see us at dawn. My brother and I will leave immediately, Uncle. We'll definitely be back within two days."
The old man said with emotion, "Uncle, I really don't know what to say."
Mei Duxiu and Jin Shihua left, and the old man sent Yi Sanshan and Qi Kunlun to rest. Fortunately, nothing else happened in the latter half of the night. The next day, the old man went to the study to invite Zheng Yihu to breakfast, but the study door was already wide open, and no one was in the room. The old man was shocked, thinking that Zheng Yihu had left without saying goodbye.
But at that moment, he heard He Luyin's voice calling out, "Father, Brother Zheng left the village before dawn."
The old man asked in surprise, "Where did Brother Zheng go?"
He Luyin said, "He didn't say, Father, I saw a lot of blood in front of the village just now."
The old man exclaimed in fright, "Where?"
The little girl said, "On the main road, there were more than a dozen places. It seems there hasn't been a big fight there yet, the ground is all trampled to pieces."
The old man said, "Our house is the same distance from the main road to the Lin family's house, how dare you go there?"
The little girl said, "I'm not afraid now, there's not even a ghost in front of their door."
The old man said, "Girl, go eat quickly, Zheng..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zheng Yihu walked in from the front of the village, and said with a smile, "Good morning, Master of the Village."
Upon seeing him, the old man hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, saying, "Brother, you're even earlier. Come, let's go eat."
Yi Sanshan and Qi Kunlun were already sitting in the back hall. Upon seeing Zheng Yihu, they were still unaware of what was going on, and only exchanged polite words on the surface. Old Man He repeatedly offered him a seat, and his children readily obliged. After the meal, Zheng Yihu said to Old Man He, "Is there anything you need to pack up, Green Shade? I must take my leave."
Old Man He was startled, thinking to himself, "He's leaving." This was truly unexpected for Old Man He. With a formidable enemy pressing in, and a general about to depart, how could this not strike him like a thunderbolt? He was so anxious that he almost fainted. Zheng Yihu, oblivious to the situation, smiled and said, "Since your daughter has nothing to pack, then let her go. I will naturally take care of whatever she needs along the way."
How could Old Man He ask him to stay? Could he possibly ask him not to leave? After a long pause, he forced a bitter smile and said, "Great hero, you must have urgent business. I cannot keep you here. My daughter's well-being is entirely in your care." As he stood up, the others followed him to the manor gate.
The old man was reluctant to part, partly because he had something on his mind, and partly because of his youngest daughter. He even escorted her alone to the main road. Zheng Yihu didn't stop him, and only turned back when they reached the main road, saying, "Old man, even after a thousand miles of seeing you off, we must part ways.
You can stay now." Old Man He sighed involuntarily, "Brother, after this parting, I don't know if we'll ever meet again."
Zheng Yihu feigned surprise, "You're in good health, how can you say we won't meet again?"
Old Man He sighed, "In the next two days, I won't escape a difficult situation."
Zheng Yihu suddenly burst into laughter, "Are you referring to the Lin family across the street?"
Old Man He said, "Brother, you know perfectly well what I'm asking." "?"
Zheng Yihu laughed heartily, then said after a series of laughs, "Old man, the Lin family's helpers came again before dawn last night, and all of them came. But I had already expected it, so I waited here beforehand. Look, the blood on the ground is all their blood. Twenty-nine demons, haha, I didn't leave a single one for you."
Old Man He suddenly jumped up and laughed loudly, "You can leave now, you mysterious fellow, haha..." Zheng Yihu laughed along, and the little girl He Luyin laughed until tears streamed down her face. But Old Man He suddenly remembered something and said, "Old man, you can't let him live." With that, he walked towards the Lin family alone.
Zheng Yihu didn't stop him, but shouted, "Old man, aren't you going home to take more men?"
The old man roared, "I don't care about Lin Kun!"
Zheng Yihu said, "That's not what I meant. I meant you should take more men to clear out his property."
Upon hearing this, the old man suddenly stopped and asked loudly, "You've also dealt with Lin Kun's whole family?"
Zheng Yihu laughed again and said, "He has no children, no relatives, and his servants are innocent. I sent them all home. Only Lin Kun was taken by me. He's probably still in the back garden of your mansion."
The old man turned back and scolded Zheng Yihu, "You brat, you've really messed with me!" After scolding him, he hugged Zheng Yihu and laughed uncontrollably. Zheng
Yihu let him laugh enough before saying, "Now I really have to go. Luyin, quickly say goodbye to your father."
He Luyin called out, "Father, take care at home. Luyin is going with Brother Zheng."
Old Man He laughed, "I wouldn't bear to see you leave home with anyone else, but only by going with Hero Zheng can I rest easy. Yin'er, go now, and don't forget to come back once a year."
Zheng Yihu said, "Maybe two or three times." Old Man He bowed, then returned to the manor first, because he learned that his enemy was tied up in his garden.
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That day, Zheng Yihu led He Luyin for over a hundred li before stopping at an inn in a small town. After eating, it was still early, so he took out two magical fruits and gave them to He Luyin, saying, "Eat these, and then act immediately." Although He Luyin didn't understand their significance, she swallowed them in one gulp and sat cross-legged as instructed. She was an expert in meditation and didn't need any guidance.
As darkness fell, He Luyin finished her practice. Zheng Yihu asked with a smile, "How do you feel?"
The little girl leaped into his arms, hugging his neck, and said, "Big brother, what did you give me to eat? I feel so light and comfortable!"
Zheng Yihu chuckled and playfully pinched her nose, saying, "Your father calls me 'little brother,' you should call me 'uncle.'"
He Luyin wrinkled her nose and said, "Hmph, you're not much older than me, I don't want to call you 'uncle.'"
Zheng Yihu laughed, "Then you can become my disciple and call me 'master.'"
He Luyin squirmed in his arms, protesting, "No, I don't want to..." "Disciple."
Zheng Yihu asked curiously, "Then what do you want to do?"
He Luyin suddenly blushed and buried her head in Zheng Yihu's arms, saying, "I want...I want...I want to be your little sister forever."
Zheng Yihu was startled. He genuinely liked this girl, but that was out of a master's affection for his disciple. Hearing her say this, he was stunned. He helped the girl up and asked, "What did you say?"
He Luyin blushed and said, "Isn't it good for me to be your little sister forever?"
Zheng Yihu felt relieved, thinking: I overreacted. How could such a young girl have any other thoughts? He laughed and said, "That's great! Let's swear an oath of brotherhood in the Peach Garden and formally become sworn siblings."
Unexpectedly, the young girl, He Luyin, twisted her body and said coquettishly, "That's not what I meant!"
Zheng Yihu asked curiously, "Then what did you mean?"
He Luyin lowered her head, her voice barely audible, "I want to be the kind of sister who serves her brother for life, not like that..."
Zheng Yihu was startled and jumped up, exclaiming, "What did you say?"
He Luyin was also startled by Zheng Yihu's action, "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"
Zheng Yihu asked, "How old are you this year?"
He Luyin asked curiously, "Why does brother ask that?" Suddenly, she realized something and said, "Brother must think I'm still a child." "Actually, I'm almost twelve years old. I've already made up my mind to follow my brother for life, and Father has agreed."
Zheng Yihu said, "Does Uncle He know your thoughts too?"
He Luyin said, "Yes, that's why Father agreed to let me go with you."
Zheng Yihu said, "I saw that you're so young, yet your martial arts are so good. I wanted to help you succeed and hope you could become famous throughout the martial arts world, so I brought you out."
He Luyin said, "Doesn't my brother like me?"
Zheng Yihu said, "Of course I like you, but that's because I like your talent. You're very suitable for martial arts, and your future achievements are limitless. If I had known you had such a ridiculous idea, I wouldn't have brought you out." He paused, then added, "No, I have to send you back."
"Brother, are you really going to do this?" He Luyin asked.
Zheng Yihu said, "I have no choice."
He Luyin said, "You can send me back, but my legs are my own, and you can't stop me. If you don't want to take me, I won't force you, and you don't have to send me back. Let's part ways here. I'll venture into the world alone, and my life and death are none of your concern." After saying that, she turned to rush out of the room, but Zheng Yihu quickly grabbed her.
"Don't do anything rash, let me think about it." Zheng Yihu lifted He Luyin's face and was surprised to find that it was covered in tears.
He asked, "Luyin, what's wrong?" He Luyin sobbed, "Since you don't want me, why do you care about me?"
Zheng Yihu felt a headache coming on. "I'm really scared of you. I won't send you back, okay?"
He Luyin smiled through her tears and said, "Really?"
Zheng Yihu said, "But I can't agree to what you said. Can we talk about this later?"
He Luyin suddenly blushed and said, "I know you think I'm too young, but I can wait..."
Zheng Yihu sighed, "How old are you really? I seriously doubt you're twelve, you're twenty."
He Luyin tilted her head back and said, "I really wish I were twenty, then you wouldn't think I'm too young."
Zheng Yihu pinched her cheek and said, "Shameless little girl."
He Luyin didn't mind, and instead laughed, "Only then can you take me on my adventures."
Zheng Yihu laughed, "Alright, it's time to go to sleep. We have to travel early tomorrow morning." Because he was with He Luyin, for safety reasons, he booked a suite instead of two single rooms. He Luyin would sleep in the inner room, and he would sleep in the outer room.
He Luyin closed her eyes and offered her pretty face to Zheng Yihu: "Brother, give me a kiss before I go in."
Zheng Yihu had no choice but to kiss her on the cheek. The little girl jumped up satisfied, quickly kissed Zheng Yihu back, and ran into the inner room with a tinkling sound. Zheng Yihu was stunned by the sudden attack. He found this little girl extremely cute, impossible not to love.
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The night passed, and the next morning Zheng Yihu led He Luyin on their journey north. It was midday, and the early June sun blazed down like a blazing umbrella. Although the two weren't bothered by the heat, they were a little thirsty. He Luyin said to Zheng Yihu, "Brother, how about we find a teahouse to rest?"
Zheng Yihu replied, "Where are the teahouses if we don't go to a city? The main roads only have teahouses."
He Luyin said, "That's fine then. Let's see if there are any along the way."
Zheng Yihu smiled and said to her, "There are many pavilions in the Hubei and Hunan regions. It's sure to be somewhere in the shade. These places, with no towns in front and no cities behind, are precisely where travelers are in trouble."
Sure enough, a pavilion appeared a short distance away, nestled among the trees lining the road. There were quite a few travelers resting there. The pavilion not only sold tea and snacks but also various food stalls. Zheng Yihu entered and was startled. He quietly said to He Luyin, "Ayin, notice, most of them are martial arts figures."
They chose a less crowded spot and occupied a table. He Luyin nodded and said, "I'll listen to you." Tea and snacks were served, and He Luyin frowned, pouting, "The tea seller is really inconsiderate. How can we drink hot water in this weather?"
Zheng Yihu said, "They sell cold tea. Really, can't you wait a bit?"
Right there, two more middle-aged men, with fierce looks, suddenly entered from the way they came. As soon as they arrived, they headed towards the last corner. There, five travelers were already seated: three burly men and a woman, but an elderly man sat at the head of the table. The two burly men, arrogant and disdainful, shouted as they reached the corner, "They're here! Damn it, she's spotted us!" It turned out these two burly men were accomplices with the five people at the previous table; judging from their tone, they seemed to be waiting for some kind of adversary.
The old man, ignoring those around him, suddenly stood up and said, "Wait for her outside the pavilion."
The woman waved her hand and said, "This isn't the place to fight. She has to pass through the foot of Dahong Mountain. Wouldn't it be more convenient for us to be there?"
The old man said, "No, Dahong Mountain stronghold was attacked the day before yesterday, and the men we sent were caught in the crossfire."
The woman was shocked and asked, "Who attacked them?"
The old man said, "I heard it was a reckless fellow, nameless and faceless. He's still in Dulong Village. If we go there, he'll be the first to come after us."
The woman said, "We should inform the young master about this as soon as possible."
The old man said, "Let's deal with this girl first."
The woman said, "We should also get away from this pavilion." The old man nodded and led the way out of the pavilion.
Zheng Yihu hurriedly called over the waiter, settled the tea bill, and stood up, saying to He Luyin, "Chase after them."
He Luyin whispered, "Who are they?"
Zheng Yihu replied, "They're from the evil sect in the Forbidden Valley."
Just then, two middle-aged Taoist priests emerged from the shadows. One of them whispered to his companion, "Junior brother, hurry and fetch our master. They're the ones the sect leader wants to investigate."
The other Taoist priest solemnly asked, "Senior brother, aren't you going?"
The priest in front said, "Don't worry about it, hurry up. They're going to assassinate some woman. Hurry, hurry!"
Zheng Yihu reached out and pulled He Luyin, leading her out of the pavilion from the side. He whispered, "They're from the Wudang Sect."
He Luyin said, "How about we make our move first?"
Zheng Yihu said, "Let's see what that woman is like first. Maybe she's not someone we need to help with." Once outside the pavilion, they found the Taoist priest they had called their senior brother standing before them. Zheng Yihu turned around and said, "Ayin, this Taoist priest is really bold. He knows it's a very powerful evil sect, yet he doesn't flinch at all."
He Luyin said, "The Wudang Sect's swordsmanship is superb, and none of the members are incompetent. Even if their skill is lacking, surely they have the courage." Suddenly, they heard a shout from ahead, and saw the Taoist priest abruptly draw his long sword and rush forward like the wind. He Luyin said, "A fight has broken out."
Zheng Yihu leaped forward and shouted, "Go quickly!" Before they
had gone half a mile, they suddenly saw that a fierce battle had indeed broken out in the woods beside the road, raising clouds of dust. He Luyin exclaimed, "It's that group of people surrounding a woman!"
Zheng Yihu had already recognized the woman as none other than the Ninth Princess Zhu E, whom he had been separated from for a long time. Overjoyed, Zheng Yihu exclaimed, "Sister E, Little Tiger is here!"
He Luyin followed Zheng Yihu and leaped into the air. When the two rushed into the formation, two burly men were already wounded. Zheng Yihu, still in mid-air, unleashed a palm strike. The seven men couldn't withstand his power; several screams rang out, and none of them survived. By the time He Luyin arrived, there were no enemies left. She pouted and said, "How come we didn't leave a single one alive?"
Princess Zhu E asked happily, "Little Tiger, how did we run into you here? And who is this little sister?"
Zheng Yihu replied, "We'll talk about that later." He had already seen the Taoist priest approaching.
The Taoist priest looked surprised and said, "You are so young, yet your martial arts are so high. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed it."
Princess Zhu E laughed, "Because he is none other than the Flying Dragon Hero."
"Ah, so it is the Flying Dragon Hero in person! Forgive my poor eyesight, forgive me, forgive me..." The Taoist priest was overjoyed.
Zheng Yihu cupped his hands and said, "Daoist, there's no need for such formalities. I'm afraid the enemy has reinforcements."
The Daoist said, "Those seven who attacked are all unorthodox figures from the martial world. I wonder what their backgrounds are?"
Zheng Yihu said, "These seven are just prisoners in the Forbidden Valley who have served ten years. However, that old fellow might be a death row inmate."
The Daoist exclaimed, "You seem to know so much about the unorthodox sects, benefactor."
Zheng Yihu said, "I know a little." At this moment, Dong Xi Ru Feng arrived with three old Daoists, followed by the middle-aged Daoist he had met at the teahouse. Zheng Yihu smiled at the Taoist beside him, "Taoist Master, your grand-uncle has arrived."
The Taoist immediately went out to greet him and introduced Zheng Yihu to the four Taoists. The Taoist remembered that he hadn't yet inquired about Zhu E's background, so he asked, "May I ask how you are addressed, young lady?"
Zheng Yihu smiled and said, "She is my wife."
The five Taoists hurriedly said, "So you are Lady Feilong, how rude of us."
Zhu E said sweetly, "Five Taoist Masters, you must return to Wudang quickly. I have received news that the demons intend to launch a sneak attack on your sect."
The oldest Taoist was shocked and said, "Is that so? Then we will take our leave. Thank you for informing us, hero and lady." After saying this, he hurriedly led the other Taoists away.
Zheng Yihu then turned to Princess Zhu E and asked with a smile, "Sister E, what brings you here?"
Princess Zhu E smiled and replied, "To investigate the origins of the Blood-Clad Man, my movements are constantly changing." She then turned to Zheng Yihu and said, "Shouldn't you introduce this little sister to me now?"
Zheng Yihu then briefly explained He Luyin's background. The little girl, He Luyin, said sweetly, "Sister E, you're so beautiful."
Zhu E smiled and said, "You're beautiful too, and you'll probably be even more beautiful when you grow up."
Zheng Yihu laughed and said, "Don't stand there ..." "Alright, let's talk as we go, shall we?"
The three then set off. He Luyin pestered Zhu E with questions, and when the topic turned to Zheng Yihu's Black woman, Naji, He Luyin asked, "Is Sister Naji beautiful?"
The Ninth Princess rolled her eyes, thought for a moment, and nodded, saying, "She is indeed beautiful. She doesn't have the typical flaws of Black women. For example, most Black women not only have thick lips but also upturned upper lips, but she doesn't. Most Black women have high cheekbones and upturned chins, but she doesn't either. In other words, she has the high nose bridge of a white woman, and..." "She has the features of a Chinese woman, possessing the best of both East and West without any flaws. She's not overly dark-skinned, but truly beautiful. Otherwise, would Xiaohu even want her?"
Zheng Yihu laughed and retorted, "Do you think that's why I'd want her?"
He Luyin interjected, "So, brother doesn't want me because I'm not pretty enough."
Princess Zhu'e was taken aback. Zheng Yihu hadn't had time to explain his entanglement with He Luyin earlier, and hearing her words, she exclaimed in surprise, "Sister Yin, why do you say that?"
He Luyin quietly explained the whole story to Zhu'e, who smiled and said, "So that's how it is. Don't worry, sister, I'll take care of everything."
Zheng Yihu couldn't help but say, "Sister E, you..."
Princess Zhu'e smiled and said, "Xiaohu, I'll accept this sister. I know what you want to say, but think about it, have you ever succeeded?"
Zheng Yihu thought carefully and realized it was true. He had tried to reject some girls before, but never succeeded. He fell silent. His relationship with He Luyin was now settled. Zheng Yihu said with a wry smile, "Sister E, counting Ayin, that's already eighty-six. We really can't afford to mislead anyone else, otherwise, I..."
Before he could finish speaking, Princess Zhu E interrupted him, saying, "You forgot to mention two others?"
Zheng Yihu was taken aback and asked, "Who?"
Princess Zhu E then recounted the story of Liu Qingping and Tianxiang Hu Mudan. Zheng Yihu smiled wryly and said, "It's good that you're generous, but you can't be this generous, can you?"
Zhu E smiled and said, "We know what we're doing. We will never introduce any disreputable women to disrupt the harmony between us sisters. You can rest assured about that. You can just enjoy your life."
Faced with such a generous wife, what could Zheng Yihu say but a wry smile?
Chapter 31: Exorcising Demons
The three of them walked and talked towards Wudang Mountain. Before they knew it, it was already past midnight, and they had actually left Dahong Mountain. Zheng Yihu suddenly saw an old man ahead and was greatly surprised. He hurriedly said to the Ninth Princess, "It's past midnight, and that old man is still taking a walk on the road."
The Ninth Princess whispered, "Be careful, he might be a death row inmate from the Forbidden Valley."
Zheng Yihu said, "The evil sects in the Forbidden Valley never act alone; there are always at least several of them."
The Ninth Princess said, "In any case, this is no ordinary old man." Since it was suspicious, and they were going the same way, the three decided to follow him slowly.
At dawn, the old man suddenly sat down under a large tree by the roadside, holding a gleaming yellow copper tube in his hand. He closed his eyes and seemed to be half asleep. Zheng Yihu said softly, "This old man's behavior is strange. Let's go up and take a look."
The Ninth Princess said, "Judging from the situation, he's waiting for us to come up."
He Luyin said, "Does he already know we've been watching all night?"
The Ninth Princess said, "We're not far away. Since he's from the Forbidden Valley, of course he can detect the movement."
The three slowly walked up. When they reached him, the old man still hadn't opened his eyes, but he loudly said, "Young man, come quickly! I can't wait any longer!"
Zheng Yihu stepped forward and said, "Old man, what is it?"
The old man said, "I have a treasure to give you. I won't live to see dawn. This treasure was originally meant for Xumizi, but I don't have time."
Zheng Yihu asked, "What kind of treasure is this?"
The old man said, "The Qiankun Flag."
Zheng Yihu asked, "What is its use?"
The old man said, "I am from the Forbidden Valley ..." "Master, this flag is essential for managing the evil people under my command. Now that the Forbidden Valley is wide open, all the evil people in the world have come out. If any of them continue their evil deeds, you can use this flag to deal with them. Upon seeing this flag, they will not only be unable to use their skills, but their bodies will also become as soft as cotton."
Zheng Yihu was secretly overjoyed and hurriedly took the copper tube, then asked, "Why is the Forbidden Valley open?"
The old man said, "The volcano is about to erupt, and the Supreme Lord is in seclusion. I am forced to open it."
Zheng Yihu said, "Why can't you wait until tomorrow?"
The old man said, "There are very few people in the world who can know their own life and death. Apart from the Supreme Lord, I am probably the only one left. My time is up, and this flag must be entrusted to someone. Child, although I don't know your origins, you are the only person I can entrust this flag to at this time, because this flag cannot be given to a woman." After the old man finished speaking, he immediately leaped up and flew away.
After the old man left, the Ninth Princess hurriedly said to Zheng Yihu, "Quickly put away the copper tube. The precious flag is fixed inside the copper tube; don't lose it."
He Luyin said, "Brother, now we're not afraid of the people in the Forbidden Valley anymore."
The Ninth Princess said, "We can't interfere unless we see them doing evil. Besides, we still don't know how to use this Qiankun Flag."
As dawn broke, they could vaguely see another mountain ahead, estimating it was still a dozen or so miles away. Fortunately, there was a town not far away, so the three of them went to have breakfast. They found a restaurant in the town, but unfortunately, there wasn't anything good to eat. They ate whatever was available, but at least they had a decent meal. Suddenly, a Taoist priest entered the shop and went straight to Zheng Yihu, saying, "Great hero and lady, I am here on the orders of our sect leader to invite you to Hanshan."
Zheng Yihu recognized him as the middle-aged Taoist priest he had met the day before and asked, "Is there any movement on the mountain yet?" The Taoist
priest replied, "A few people appeared on the mountain last night, probably scouting ahead."
The Ninth Princess shook her head and said, "Evil people attack when they want to; why would they need to scout ahead? Those discovered by your sect may not be evil figures."
The Taoist priest solemnly said, "However, martial artists frequently perish on this road, and our sect is in dire straits."
The Ninth Princess asked, "Haven't you returned to Wudang yet, Taoist priest?"
The Taoist priest nodded and said, "Our sect leader is currently in Longzhong Mountain. Upon hearing that you and your lady had appeared here, he immediately sent over thirty of my fellow disciples in four groups to welcome you."
Zheng Yihu said, "That's too kind. Please return to Longzhong to report back, Taoist priest. We will certainly arrive at your sect within three days." The Taoist priest readily agreed and then took his leave.
He Luyin laughed, "Even within the Wudang sect, there are hundreds of Taoists, just a small part of the mountain. Are they really that afraid?"
Ninth Princess Zhu E said, "The Wudang sect, like other sects in the Central Plains, fears losing its vitality in the event of a great calamity. They are always on guard, and if they are careless, their essence could be completely wiped out. Unlike other martial arts sects, they don't care if they die or are wiped out, even if their lineage is extinguished."
He Luyin said, "Sects with a history have many concerns; it's best not to establish a sect."
Zheng Yihu said, "There are differences among those who establish sects. One type forms naturally, like the Wudang sect and the Shaolin sect; they have no ambition. Other sects are different; they have the intention to expand their power from the beginning."
He Luyin laughed, "Should we go to Longzhong Mountain? I heard the Old Man of Longzhong is a very mysterious person."
Ninth Princess said, "Since we're here, of course we should pay our respects to him. I heard he never leaves Longzhong Mountain."
Zheng Yihu said: "The Wudang Sect Leader is at Longzhong Mountain. Could it be that he has invited the Old Man of Longzhong to help him?"
Princess Jiu said. "It's hard to say, but I've heard that the Wudang Sect Leader and the Old Man of Longzhong are very close."
After leaving the town, a main road led straight to the foot of Longzhong Mountain. There were quite a few merchants passing by. He Luyin suddenly whispered to Princess Jiu, "What are those people ahead doing?"
Princess Jiu said, "Judging from the long luggage they're carrying, they're probably martial arts people."
He Luyin said, "I already recognized them as martial arts people. I'm asking what their background is."
Princess Jiu said, "There are no words on their backs. How would you know, sister? We haven't even seen their faces."
He Luyin said, "They all seem to have some skills."
Zheng Yihu said, "There are three old men and three young men. Let's hurry up and catch up to see them."
Suddenly, they heard someone chuckle behind them and say, "Little Tiger, don't rush up. Let me tell you, they are the 'Three Elders of Longmen,' and the three young men behind them are their disciples. They are known in the martial arts world as the 'Three Heroes of Longmen.'" Upon hearing this, the three hurriedly turned around.
Zheng Yihu and the Ninth Princess were astonished to see four old men following behind them: "Copper-Headed Old Man," "Big-Potted Old Man," "Spirit-Bone Old Man," and "Four Seas Beggar" Luo Gongyi. They exclaimed in surprise, "How did you all arrive by such a coincidence?"
"Big-Potted Old Man" laughed, "Little Tiger, Princess, what a coincidence." Zheng Yihu then introduced He Luyin to them.
The Ninth Princess, Zhu E, asked, "Where are you all going?"
Copper-Headed Old Man replied, "We're going to the same place as the Three Elders of Longmen, which is the visible Longzhong Mountain."
Zheng Yihu exclaimed, "Is there some important appointment?"
Ling Gu Gong chimed in, "The Old Man of Longzhong is sending a message from afar, probably to help the enemies of the Wudang Sect. You might as well join in."
The Ninth Princess replied, "Of course! Where else can we find such an opportunity?"
"The Beggar of the Four Seas" laughed, "The evil sects of the Forbidden Valley are gradually concentrating. Under such forces, the Wudang Sect will likely be the first to suffer, because the Forbidden Valley members have suffered repeated defeats at Songshan and Huashan, leading them to devise this tactic of uniting as a whole."
After entering Longzhong Mountain, Zheng Yihu and his two companions made an excuse to fall behind. They arrived at a secluded valley where several thatched huts were built against the cliff, undoubtedly belonging to hunters. "Big-bellied Old Man" said to Princess Jiu, "We've arrived. Come in together."
Princess Jiu said, "How can a few small huts accommodate so many people?"
"Big-bellied Old Man" laughed, "There's a cave behind the huts. You'll understand when you come in."
Upon entering the huts, they suddenly saw an old man laughing and greeting them, "Old friends, you've arrived ahead of time!"
"Big-bellied Old Man" said to Zheng Yihu and Princess Jiu, "This is the Old Man of Longzhong." After speaking softly, "Big-bellied Old Man" immediately laughed along with the three old men, "Brother, we were summoned. We'd be scolded for being late."
The old man laughed loudly, "My brothers, you're not old at all. Judging from your tone, you're still young."
The old man noticed Zheng Yihu and the other two. Without asking anyone else, he pointed to Old Man Bai and laughed, "Are these Brother Bai's descendants?"
"Big-bellied Old Man" laughed loudly, "Brother, you've misjudged us. This is the one known in the martial arts world as 'Flying Dragon,' and his wife. We invited them to visit you."
The Old Man of Longzhong exclaimed in surprise, "Those are rare guests! Please come in quickly." "
They walked straight into the thatched hut, behind which was the cave entrance. After walking several dozen feet, a sudden burst of light revealed another world. Zheng Yihu couldn't help but exclaim in wonder, 'A cave within a cave, a valley within a valley!'
Behind them, the sun shone brightly, and the ground was covered in blooming flowers. It was a secluded valley several acres in circumference, with sheer cliffs on all sides, covered in vines. There was a pond in the valley, and countless stone chambers beneath the walls. The old man from Longzhong led them past the pond to the opposite side, then turned back to everyone and said, ' Please sit in the living room.'
The so-called living room was the largest stone chamber, large enough to accommodate more than a hundred people. Upon entering, they saw several people already seated. The old man from Longzhong called out, 'Brothers from Longmen, Taoist priests from Wudang, welcome our guests!'
First, an old man stood up and said, 'Please sit, esteemed benefactors.' Then, three white-haired old men and three young men rose to greet them.
The white-haired old man in front laughed loudly, 'The sect leader and the three friends from Longmen have arrived long ago. We are uninvited guests, so there's no need for formalities.'" Then, introducing them to Zheng Yihu and the others, he pointed to the old Taoist priest and said with a smile, "This is the Wudang Sect Leader..." He then pointed to three white-haired old men and said, "The one on the left is Elder Qingquan, the one in the middle is Elder Songfeng, the one on the right is Elder Luoxia, and behind them stand the three elders' esteemed disciples..."
Normally, one should introduce the younger generation to the elders first, but "Big-bellied Old Man" respected Zhu E as a princess, so he couldn't ignore her. The Ninth Princess and Zheng Yihu quickly cupped their hands and said, "We've heard so much about you."
Elder Qingquan asked "Big-bellied Old Man" with a smile, "Second Brother Bai, who is this?"
The old men felt that "Big-bellied Old Man's" introduction was a bit out of line. Hearing this, "Big-bellied Old Man" coldly laughed, "This is Miss Zhu. Third Brother, don't be impatient. She is the wife of the person you've longed to meet, and the one next to her is the person you've longed to meet."
Elder Qingquan exclaimed, "It's the princess and Flying Dragon Hero!"
Suddenly, an old woman's voice came from outside the cave entrance, "Old Qingquan, don't be alarmed. My disciple doesn't like being called 'Princess'." As soon as she finished speaking, Granny Jiu entered.
The elders, seeing her, all laughed and said, "Our young lady has arrived!"
The Ninth Princess rushed forward, her voice sweet, "Master, you've come too?"
Granny Jiu chuckled, "I came all the way from the capital."
Zheng Yihu also stepped forward to greet her, "How have you been, senior?"
Granny Jiu chuckled, "Good, good, how could I not?"
The old man from Longzhong hurriedly offered her a seat, "Little sister, what's the news along the way?"
Granny Jiu said, "I haven't seen a single evil spirit along the way. I heard they've all gathered in a certain secluded place." She then saw He Luyin and said, "And this young lady is…?" Zheng
Yihu said, "Her name is He Luyin. I took her in when I saw injustice on the road, and I also killed over thirty evil spirits along the way." Upon hearing this, all the elders were greatly surprised. "
Big-bellied Old Man" asked, "What happened?"
Zheng Yihu replied, "Lin Kun, who once dominated the Five Lakes, hired a group of evil people to kill He Luyin's father, and I happened to run into them."
The old man from Longzhong chuckled and said, "Lin Kun is still not giving up. This time he's finished."
Zheng Yihu said, "If I capture him and hand him over to Master He, he probably won't survive."
At this moment, four children brought out fruit and snacks. Upon seeing them, the old man from Longzhong smiled and said to everyone, "I never serve wine and food here, only fruit and snacks. Everyone, regardless of age, please sit down and have something to eat."
The Four Seas Beggar laughed and said, "No wine and food is nothing to others, but it's too stingy to my old son."
"Big-bellied Old Man" laughed, "There are plenty of birds and beasts and monkey wine in Longzhong Mountain. Old man, you can take care of it yourself."
Old man smiled and was about to speak when a boy rushed in and said, "A white woman has come to the thatched hut. She calls herself Madam White."
Old man exclaimed in fright, "She's here! Something important must have happened!"
The old man of Longzhong said to his son, "Madam White's arrival is no accident. Let's go out and greet her."
Zheng Yihu had met the Ninth Princess once before and said, "Could she be here to see me?"
When they arrived at the thatched hut, they indeed saw a beautiful woman sitting there. The old man of Longzhong quickly cupped his hands and said, "Madam White, your esteemed presence has arrived. Please forgive my lack of welcome."
Madam White stood up and said, "Please don't stand on ceremony, everyone. I've come for Xiaohu." Her expression was urgent, and she then asked Zheng Yihu... "Did you encounter an old man who gave you a copper tube?" asked
Madam Bai. "Yes, Madam," replied Zheng Yihu.
Madam Bai said, "Madam Huang will be here soon."
The Ninth Princess jumped up, exclaiming, "What Madam Huang? Why is she chasing Xiaohu? Does she want to retrieve the Qiankun Flag?"
Madam Bai said, "Yes."
Zheng Yihu said, "Madam, don't worry. I think I'm no longer afraid of Madam Huang. I must thank you for sending the message."
Madam Bai said happily, "You've mastered your divine skill?" Zheng Yihu nodded. Madam Bai said, "That puts my mind at ease. Right now, only Xiaohu is Madam Huang's match."
Zheng Yihu said, "I will forever remember your kindness, Madam."
Madam Bai said, "Since Xiaohu has mastered his divine skill, there's no need to worry. I should take my leave now." She then took her leave.
Strangely enough, for some reason, the enemy also seemed to have learned of Xiaohu's situation and didn't dare attack Wudang. Granny Jiuzi chuckled, "If we had known this would happen, we wouldn't have needed to make such a fuss."
With the danger at Wudang over, there was no point in Zheng Yihu, Princess Zhu E, and He Luyin staying. Besides, with the elders in charge, there shouldn't be any problems. So the three of them bid farewell to the elders and left the secluded valley. That noon, they arrived at Hanshui Town when suddenly seven young girls emerged from the crowd, stopping Princess Jiu in their sweet voices and calling out, "Sister, Xiaohu, you're here!"
Zheng Yihu and the Ninth Princess were both surprised and delighted to see him. They exclaimed, "Lingling, it's you!" It was Ma Lingling, Bai Zixian, Murong Ni, Monty, Naji, Liu Qingping, and Tianxianghu Mudan—what a coincidence!
After introducing themselves, the group found an inn for a meal. Monty giggled and said to the Ninth Princess, "Sister, you don't know yet, the God of Spring dares not face Sister Lingling!"
Zheng Yihu asked, "Really?"
Naji chimed in, "Of course it's true! Sister Lingling defeated him twice!"
The Ninth Princess jumped up and said, "His Hidden Heaven Net malfunctioned!"
Bai Zixian said, "It's not malfunctioning, but the Hidden Heaven Net can't withstand Lingling's Dragon Head Staff. If it were just pure martial arts, the Third Prince alone would have made him flee in a sorry state."
The Ninth Princess exclaimed, "That's even better! With Lingling and Xiaohu, we're not afraid of the God of Spring anymore!" Suddenly, she sighed, "Madam Bai only said that Xiaohu could defeat the God of Spring. Doesn't she know the infinite wonders of Lingling's Dragon Head Staff?" “
Nagi interjected, “That Supreme Lord is probably dishonest with his wives. Perhaps even his two wives don’t understand everything about him.”
The Ninth Princess murmured, “Sixth Sister’s words are probably not just a guess. The Supreme Lord isn’t like Little Tiger; he lacks a straightforward nature.”
Monty added, “It’s obvious his two wives don’t get along. If there’s discord in a family, it’s no wonder he’s harboring secrets. He’s actually quite pitiful.”
The Ninth Princess said, “What’s pitiful about him? You could say he’s incompetent. He didn’t even care about Madam Huang taking on disciples, and ended up with two scoundrels. And he even established some forbidden valley…” She became increasingly angry as she spoke.
Zheng Yihu laughed, “Wife discord is between wives. The ancients said, even an upright official can’t manage household affairs.”
The Ninth Princess suddenly laughed, “Little Tiger, if we don’t get along, it’ll be even worse, many times worse than others.”
Ma Lingling said, “I can guarantee we don’t have any disagreements.”
Bai Zixian laughed, “What makes you say that?” "
Ma Lingling said, "We love Xiaohu very much. Since we love him, we shouldn't make him sad."
Hearing this, the women laughed in unison, "With you, our precious one, in the middle, we can't even vent our anger."
Ma Lingling sighed, "I know all of you sisters like me, but I don't know how to thank you properly."
The Ninth Princess said, "You don't need any gratitude. Just smile at us. Your smile can make everyone in the world carefree and without anger. Sister, we are of one mind. Please don't hold any grudges."
Zheng Yihu then interjected, "It's rare for you all to care for me so much. I must have accumulated good karma in my past life..."
Bai Zixian interrupted him with a smile, "Let's not talk about this. Xiaohu, shall we stay here tonight?"
Zheng Yihu pondered for a moment and said, "Let's eat first and then set off. We can't have peace until the evil sect of the Forbidden Valley is eliminated." The women naturally had no objections, and after dinner, the man and nine women set off.
The group of ten left Baihe City and soon crossed the Han River. They planned to cross the Qinling Mountains and head west along the Yellow River. The journey was remarkably smooth; they had no idea where the evil spirits of the Forbidden Valley had gone. To take the direct route, they had to follow the main road and take a shortcut; to cross the Qinling Mountains, which blocked their east-west path, they had to go through the Zhongnan Mountains. That night, they spent the night in a deep valley. They found a large, nameless ancient cave, rested for a while, and then everyone went out to find springs and fruits, and wild animals to barbecue. Everyone was in high spirits, laughing and joking.
As night fell, Princess Zhu'e, Bai Zixian, and Ma Lingling cheerfully pushed Zheng Yihu, the white-haired woman Monty, the black-haired woman Naji, and Murong Ni into the back cave, while they, Liu Qingping, Mudan, and He Luyin stayed in the front cave. What was the meaning behind this? Such an opportunity was rare; how could they let it slip away easily?
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Westerners are indeed much more generous than Easterners. The black woman, Naji, voluntarily removed her clothes, her lips slightly parted, her delicate cheeks flushed, her full breasts appearing even whiter and more alluring, her pubic hair glistening against her dark red vulva, her perfectly curved body incredibly tempting. Upon seeing the naked Naji, Zheng Yihu's penis immediately became erect and powerful. He couldn't help but reach out and caress Naji's breasts, gently pinching her adorable nipples. Soon, the two were passionately kissing, Naji responding with her tongue, their tongues intertwining, exchanging sticky saliva.
"Hmm...hum..." Zheng Yihu kissed his way down from her mouth, her breasts, and then her lower abdomen. The stimulating electric current made the black woman Naji's whole body go numb, and she could only moan wildly: "Oh...hmm...good brother...so amazing..."
When he reached her dark red vulva, Zheng Yihu first slowly admired the black woman Naji's pretty petals, gently stroking them with his hands. Her honey hole flowed with lustful fluid, and Zheng Yihu switched to attacking with his tongue, rubbing back and forth between her two thick labia. The black woman Naji felt waves of electricity coursing through her body, constantly twisting her plump buttocks and moaning: "Oh...you're so good at it...good brother...my pussy is so beautiful...hmm...ah...so...so good..."
Zheng Yihu then embraced the black woman Naji in his arms, his left hand still rubbing her labia, while his right hand kneaded her breasts, his fingers gently pinching and slowly rotating the protruding nipples.
"Mmm...humph...I'm going to...I'm going to kill my sister...ah...ah...my pussy
feels so numb...mmm..." The black woman, Nagi, was aroused and now only wanted to be penetrated, but Zheng Yihu was slowly and deliberately teasing her. Zheng Yihu gently stimulated her clitoris, occasionally inserting his middle finger into Nagi's vagina, and her clitoris quickly became engorged and hard, while Zheng Yihu's swollen penis pressed against her buttocks, constantly rubbing against them.
“Good brother…good brother…faster…um…faster give it to your sister…oh…sister wants your baby…”
Zheng Yihu felt it was about time, so he had the black woman Naji lie on her back on the bed, opened her legs, and her pubic hair was already soaked. Her beautiful breasts swayed up and down with her breathing, which was quite a sight. The black woman Naji blushed and said shyly, “Don’t just look…my body isn’t just for looking at…it’s…um…” At this point, the black woman Naji turned her head away shyly.
Zheng Yihu couldn’t bear to tease her anymore, so he touched the black woman Naji’s vulva, and then used the head of his penis to push into her vagina. Slowly, the tip of his penis encountered resistance. Zheng Yihu exerted a little force, and his penis broke through the resistance and continued to move forward. At the same time, a trickle of blood seeped from the opening. The black woman Naji’s body was beautiful, and the pain of deflowering didn’t seem to be too intense for her.
“Um…hum…my vagina is so full…” The black woman Naji was already immersed in the pleasure of penetration. Zheng Yihu began to slowly move his waist, making piston-like movements.
“Oh… um… brother is so good at it… um… ah… so amazing… oh…” Lubricated by her juices, Zheng Yihu’s penis moved in and out of the black woman Naji’s vagina smoothly, her vulva tightly gripping it with “plop, plop” sounds. Naji kept thrusting her hips, trying to make her vagina and penis fit together more tightly, but Zheng Yihu only inserted it halfway to tease her.
“Oh… brother… come in a little more… go deeper… sister wants to be fucked deeper… ah…” Zheng Yihu then thrust his entire penis deep inside, hitting her G-spot every time.
“Oh… good… um… that’s it… oh…”
“Sister… your hole… is so tight… um…”
“Um… so tight… gripping my big penis… oh… hmph… good brother… you’re so good at it… ah…”
Zheng Yihu gradually increased the speed of his thrusts. The black woman, Naji, swayed violently with her full breasts, her legs wrapped around his waist, and she moaned unconsciously, "Oh...it feels so good...hmm...oh...um...I'm about to climax...oh..." Zheng Yihu thrust even harder into Naji, large beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.
"Um...hmm...ah...no...no...oh...I can't take it anymore...ah...I'm going to die...oh..."
Amidst her frenzied cries, a stream of vaginal fluid splattered onto Zheng Yihu's glans; the black woman, Naji, had reached her climax. Zheng Yihu withdrew his penis, drops of her vaginal fluid falling to the ground, tinged with a trace of bright red. The black woman, Naji, bent her legs slightly, her pubic hair clinging messily to her wet vulva, still warm from the thrusts. She breathed heavily, her breasts swaying slightly up and down.
Looking at the black woman Naji after her climax, Zheng Yihu felt both love and pity. He held her in his arms and whispered in her ear, "Little sister, you only care about your own pleasure, don't you care about your brother?"
Seeing Zheng Yihu's still erect penis, Naji knew he wasn't satisfied and said shyly, "Then let's change positions... let's insert it again..." She stroked Zheng Yihu's firm chest and said, "Brother, you lie down, this time it's your sister's turn to move."
Zheng Yihu knew Naji was going to use the "woman on top, man on bottom" position, so he lay quietly and let her serve him. Naji slowly straddled Zheng Yihu's waist, playing with his penis with her right hand and gently caressing his testicles with her left, making Zheng Yihu feel very comfortable.
"Ah... um... you're so good at this... hmph..." Zheng Yihu couldn't help but exclaim.
Naji slowly got up, aligned her vaginal opening with Zheng Yihu's glans, and sat down in one go. This position allowed Zheng Yihu's penis to fit even more tightly against her vulva. Watching his penis penetrate her alluring vagina, the dual stimulation of sight and touch made his blood boil. The black woman, Naji, sighed and slowly swayed her slender waist up and down like a water snake. This penetration made Zheng Yihu's heart race even faster. He watched as Naji's breasts swayed wildly with her body, her nipples drawing beautiful arcs, her sweaty hair clinging to her cheeks, her breathing heavy. Zheng Yihu grabbed Naji's swaying breasts and squeezed them forcefully in rhythm with her movements.
"Oh...so good...my vagina is melting...ah...um...such a powerful penis..." He thrust hundreds of times, leaving Naji drenched in sweat, while Zheng Yihu was on the verge of climax.
“Tight hole…so good…oh…hum…oh…so good…I can’t hold back anymore…”
Black woman Nagi knew Zheng Yihu was about to ejaculate, so she increased the speed of her up-and-down thrusting, moaning, “Oh…give it all to…sister…um…oh…”
“Sister…I…I’ll give it to you…” After saying that, a stream of hot semen shot into Black woman Nagi’s body…
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White woman Monty’s deflowering was also very smooth. Soon her private parts were overflowing with lustful fluids. Zheng Yihu gently placed White woman Monty’s left leg on his left shoulder, then held his penis with his right hand and aimed it at White woman Monty’s wet petals. He thrust his waist forward, and his entire penis smoothly entered White woman Monty’s body.
“Oh…brother…so fulfilling…” White woman Monty cooperated by twisting her snow-white buttocks, allowing his penis to stimulate her thirsty private parts more deeply.
“Oh…good…good brother…you’re so good at it…ah…” White Monty moaned as she caressed her high, firm breasts. Her two snow-white mounds and rosy nipples were already erect.
“Mmm…oh…so beautiful…ah…so comfortable…ah…”
Zheng Yihu grabbed White Monty’s leg with his left hand and thrust his hips slowly into her honey hole, while his right hand gently pinched and flicked her small nipples. Stimulated by both her breasts and vulva, White Monty felt she was about to climax and cried out in lust, “Oh…you’re so good at it…ah…I’m…I’m going to cum…ah…”
After a series of thrusts, White Monty finally climaxed, a stream of vaginal fluid drenching Zheng Yihu’s glans and then slowly flowing out of her vagina. Zheng Yihu withdrew his penis, which was covered in her vaginal fluid, and let the limp, panting White Monty lie on the bed, while he lay beside her, admiring her fair body. The white-clad Monty, drenched in fragrant sweat, gasped, "Mmm... good brother... you're so good at it..."
Zheng Yihu chuckled, "But that requires the cooperation of your body, Monty. Besides, I'm not satisfied yet."
Monty looked at Zheng Yihu's still erect member, gently touching the tip of his glans, and said, "Good brother... you... still want to fuck me... sister..."
Before she could finish, Zheng Yihu had already helped her up, laughing, "This time, let's play doggy style." Zheng Yihu had Monty hold onto the headboard with both hands, spread her legs, and turn her white, tender buttocks towards him. Then he used his glans to rub and drill into her clitoris, making Monty moan repeatedly.
"Oh... stop teasing me... mmm... hurry up and enter... ah... sister wants your treasure... oh... ah..." Zheng Yihu chuckled, holding Monty's slender waist with both hands, and forcefully thrust his member deep into Monty's petals.
“Mmm…this feels so good…I never thought…like this…ah…”
“So beautiful…fuck…fuck me…uh…uh…my whole body is tingling…ah…” White-haired Monty moaned wildly, twisting her snow-white, plump buttocks to match each thrust of her penis, allowing it to penetrate deeper.
“Uh…my pussy is melting…big brother…thrust deeper…oh…”
Zheng Yihu’s thick penis pounded into White-haired Monty, making a “slap slap” sound of flesh hitting flesh. This position made White-haired Monty even more lewd. She gripped the headboard tightly, moaning with abandon: “Mmm…I can’t take it anymore…big brother…oh…ouch…ah…” Her alluring breasts swayed back and forth rhythmically due to gravity, making them even more beautiful.
“Sister Monty…your body…is so exciting…” Zheng Yihu exclaimed.
"Oh... as long as brother is happy... sister is willing to let brother... oh... ouch... brother... you're so valiant... hmph..." Zheng Yihu thrust harder and harder, each thrust reaching deep into the white woman Monty's petals. The electric current from his lower body spread throughout his body. He couldn't help but lean his upper body against the white woman Monty's smooth back, his hands moving from her waist to her breasts, rubbing them at will. The two naked fleshy worms were already soaked.
"Oh... brother... sister... almost lost... oh..." The sensitive white woman Monty was being fucked to the point of ecstasy, the numb sensation making her bones feel like they were about to fall apart.
“Mmm… Sister Di… I… I’m coming too… Oh…”
“Ah… No… It’s okay… Give it all to sister… Ah…”
White-haired Monty’s private parts felt numb and sore, and she climaxed again in the frenzied thrusting. Zheng Yihu felt a heat in his glans and thrust a few more times. Then his penis throbbed, and a stream of semen was released into White-haired Monty’s body…
*** *** ***
Murong Ni also generously took off her clothes herself. Zheng Yihu sat down next to Murong Ni, holding Murong Ni’s petite body with one hand and rubbing her perfect breasts with the other.
“Mmm… Mmm… So hard… Hmph…” Murong Ni moaned, and with her other hand, she gently stroked Zheng Yihu’s hard penis, then cupped it with her warm palm, rubbing the glans with her thumb, slowly stroking it. Zheng Yihu was indeed made to feel as if his penis was crawling with little insects, numb and itchy. He hurriedly pressed her head down and said, “Sister Ni, blow it for me first.”
Murong Ni tossed her hair, first licking the glans with the tip of her tongue, then gently scratching the testicles with her fingers. Zheng Yihu let out a soft "humph," and Murong Ni slowly took the engorged, throbbing penis into her mouth. She tossed her head repeatedly, her cherry-like lips moving up and down on the penis, her tongue occasionally rubbing the urethral opening, her hands constantly scratching the testicles and touching his lower abdomen, making Zheng Yihu's glans unbearably itchy and numb, causing him to cry out.
"Ah...you're so good at blowing...mmm...ah..." Zheng Yihu played with Murong Ni's hair, enjoying the pleasure emanating from his lower body.
"Mmm...oh...sizzle...mmm..." Murong Ni was like a thirsty wolf, her cherry-like mouth sucking in and out of his penis. Zheng Yihu was aroused, grabbing Murong Ni's head with both hands and thrusting his hips forward, fucking her little mouth, shouting, "Oh...Ni-meimei...ah...you're so good at blowing...mmm...ah...I can't take it anymore...uh...oh...your technique is so good..."
Murong Ni's thrusting became faster and faster, Zheng Yihu's mighty penis being swallowed and spat out by Murong Ni, like a shiny giant rod. Unconsciously, Zheng Yihu actually felt a surge of pleasure rushing towards his penis, and hurriedly lifted Murong Ni's head, the loaded cannon finally receding. Seeing Murong Ni's ambiguous smile, he couldn't help but laugh and say, "Alright, let's play something else."
Murong Ni blushed, nodded, and suppressed a laugh, "What would you like to play, brother?"
Zheng Yihu made Murong Ni lie on the bed, spread her legs, and carefully examined her private parts. Her labia hid beneath thick pubic hair, and between the pink clefts was a swollen, engorged clitoris. Her vulva was overflowing with spring tide, the beautiful inverted triangle already soaked. Women generally dislike having their private parts exposed like this, and Murong Ni was no exception. She said shyly, "Brother...don't...don't look...it's so embarrassing..."
Zheng Yihu gently rubbed the protrusion between her labia with his fingers, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly, causing Murong Ni to moan repeatedly, "Oh...ouch...so good...ah..."
Seeing Murong Ni becoming aroused, Zheng Yihu lifted her legs and lowered his head to lick her full labia. Murong Ni felt a warm, wet object moving within her, a tingling, numb sensation, as if her vagina was melting. Murong Ni cried out in pleasure, but Zheng Yihu didn't let up, continuing to rub her vulva up and down and side to side, even using the tip of his tongue to gently insert into her wet and sticky vaginal opening, sucking the nectar around her clitoris.
"Mmm...oh...I'm melting...ah...ah...so...so itchy...uh...oh...ah...ah...oh...good brother...faster...faster...come on...it feels so good...ah...oh..."
Murong Ni's plump little hole was teased until it felt both sore and numb, as if tiny insects were crawling inside her vagina, and nectar gushed out in waves. She involuntarily twisted her plump hips, thrusting her vulva upwards. Zheng Yihu knew that Murong Ni was burning with desire and needed to penetrate her to quench her thirst. Zheng Yihu slowly inserted his middle finger into Murong Ni's alluring vulva, gently rotating and rubbing it inside her honeyed orifice. Murong Ni was driven to the brink of collapse by Zheng Yihu's inconsistent foreplay. She rubbed her full breasts, sucked on her finger, and moaned ecstatically, "Oh...brother...stop playing...it's so itchy...oh...I want your darling to penetrate me...oh...please...please...ouch...do it quickly...ah..."
Zheng Yihu continued to play with Murong Ni's moist clitoris, his other hand grasping her jade-like breasts, pinching and kneading them, and gently biting her erect nipples with his teeth. The tormented Murong Ni was like an ant on a hot pan; the thick, hard penis was so close, yet it hesitated to enter her. The sensual pleasure made her whole body itchy and tingling, and she constantly twisted her voluptuous body.
"Ah...please, dear brother...don't...don't tease me anymore...ouch...ah..."
Zheng Yihu quickened the pace of his finger grinding, his erect penis pressing against Murong Ni's buttocks from behind, yet he hesitated to penetrate. Murong Ni gritted her teeth, frantically rubbing her penis with her buttocks, but it was like scratching an itch through a boot—it drove her to the brink of ecstasy. Suddenly, she realized her sensitive body was about to climax. Finally, Murong Ni bit her lower lip, tightly closed her beautiful eyes, and a gush of vaginal fluid gushed from her overflowing opening.
Murong Ni lay weak and sore on the bed, panting heavily. Covered in fragrant sweat, she said reproachfully, "Dear brother...why are you still...still not with me..."
Zheng Yihu laughed and lay down, his unreleased member pointing skyward. Murong Ni obediently straddled Zheng Yihu's waist, one hand holding his penis, the other slightly parting her pink vulva, aligning the glans with her vaginal opening, and then slowly sat down. Although the pain of deflowering made her pause briefly, she quickly continued to sit down. Murong Ni let out a soft sigh: "Mmm...so big...so full..."
Her mature and beautiful vulva tightly enveloped his hot penis, making Zheng Yihu feel completely comfortable. Then, Murong Ni began to slowly sway her slender waist, enjoying the pleasure of his penis hitting her core. Murong Ni's jade hands pressed against Zheng Yihu's thick chest, each time she sat down heavily to the very bottom, allowing Zheng Yihu's mighty penis to penetrate to the deepest point. Zheng Yihu held Murong Ni's slender waist, also gently thrusting his hips in coordination, the "plop, plop" sounds of penetration accompanied by Murong Ni's wanton moans, making Murong Ni feel like she was dying of pleasure, her flowing lustful fluids soaking the floor.
“Mmm…oh…good brother’s is so big…so beautiful…oh…so comfortable…ah…ah…uh…oh…fuck me to death…good brother…good brother…ouch…again…ah…”
“Mmm…oh…brother is so amazing…ah…oh…so beautiful…so comfortable…” Zheng Yihu responded to the rhythm of Murong Ni sitting down, thrusting his waist hard.
“Harder…again…ah…mmm…good…oh…ah…it’s so good…I’m going to die…my whole body…is going to…go to fall apart…ah…”
Murong Ni was a little dazed by the intense penetration, her eyes squinting with lustful desire, playing with her messy hair, beads of sweat on her forehead, her full breasts swaying violently in front of Zheng Yihu, his thick jade stem thrusting through the dark grass, in and out between her two thick labia, Murong Ni could not withstand Zheng Yihu’s crazy penetration.
"Oh...so good...my big darling is fucking me so good...mmm...ouch...brother is so strong...mmm...ah...ah...sister is about to...about to come...brother...oh..."
Murong Ni gripped her full breasts with both hands and squeezed them inwards, her fragrant tongue licking her upper lip, the rhythm of her stroking his penis getting faster and faster. Zheng Yihu knew this was a sign of a female orgasm, and he thrust even harder. After a few dozen more thrusts, Murong Ni's snow-white, plump buttocks trembled, and a stream of vaginal fluid shot from deep within her uterus onto Zheng Yihu's glans. This warm stimulation almost made Zheng Yihu surrender as well, but fortunately, after Murong Ni ejaculated, she lay exhausted on Zheng Yihu, panting, and did not continue stroking, but her warm, moist vagina still tightly enveloped his penis.
Zheng Yihu helped Murong Ni lie down, withdrew his penis, and released the loaded cannon. He gently kissed Murong Ni's cheek and said tenderly, "What? Little Ni, are you tired already?"
Murong Ni closed her eyes tightly, her cheeks flushed, and lightly punched Zheng Yihu's chest, panting, "Good brother...you're so amazing...you've made me...my soul fly away..."
Zheng Yihu breathed softly in Murong Ni's ear and said, "Little Ni, I want to do it again."
Murong Ni pouted, "Brother, you...you still want more..."
Zheng Yihu didn't give Murong Ni a chance to rest. He helped her soft body up, kneeling on the bed with her hands supporting her, like a female dog in heat, showing off her pink vulva between her buttocks. Zheng Yihu touched her vulva, which was covered in lustful fluid, and then, holding his still hard penis, thrust it in all the way. This dog-like penetration made Murong Ni's already tight vulva even narrower, and her vagina and penis fit together even more tightly. This also made the naturally lewd Murong Ni even more wanton, greedily licking her lips and moaning.
"Oh...ouch...this...it's so tight..."
Zheng Yihu laughed, "Little sister, the best is yet to come." He then began thrusting into her, slowly penetrating her vagina, each thrust hitting her clitoris hard. He gradually increased the speed, making "plop, plop" sounds. Murong Ni, her plump buttocks swaying with each thrust, couldn't help but moan.
"Ah...it's killing me...ouch...uh...brother, you're amazing...ah...again...oh..."
Zheng Yihu held Murong Ni's slender waist, his jade pillar relentlessly pounding into her tender red petals. The intense thrusting caused her labia to flip in and out, her two large, snow-white breasts swaying like ripe papayas, and her juices flowing freely. Murong Ni narrowed her alluring eyes, her snow-white neck arched high, moaning and groaning wildly, enjoying the pleasure of penetration.
“Ah…do it again…mmm…so good…ah…good brother…baby brother…oh…mmm…”
Murong Ni’s petals were thrust into dozens more times by the rapid piston-like movements, and her sensitive body couldn’t help but tremble. Her warm vulva sucked on the big darling that was penetrating her, and she cried out in pleasure: “Oh…I’m going to orgasm…ah…I’m going to…I’m going to cum again…”
“Good sister…I’m going to cum too…mmm…”
Zheng Yihu, who was thrusting with all his might, was working even harder on Murong Ni’s delicate honey hole. Her vulva, which was responding to the darling, finally released a stream of hot lustful water, which all drenched his glans. Stimulated, his huge cannon couldn’t hold back, and his thick semen shot into the depths of Murong Ni’s uterus…
*** *** ***
The next day, when the four of them came out, Liu Qingping, Tianxianghu Mudan, and He Luyin blushed as soon as they saw the four of them, while Ma Lingling, Bai Zixian and the other two girls giggled. Even the usually outgoing women, Monty (white), Nagi (black), and Murong Ni, couldn't help but blush. Nagi muttered, "What's so funny? Aren't you all the same?"
The other women laughed even harder. Zheng Yihu, blushing, said, "Let's hurry up and get going."
That night, they camped in the wild again. Tonight, Liu Qingping and Tianxianghu Mudan were once again pushed into Zheng Yihu's arms. Only He Luyin, following Zheng Yihu's wishes, wasn't asked to offer herself. After spending these past few days with Xiaohu, Liu Qingping's unease and worries had long since disappeared. At this moment, Zheng Yihu gently pulled off her bath towel, revealing a pair of radiant, white breasts.
Zheng Yihu took one of her erect nipples into his mouth, and Liu Qingping trembled, goosebumps rising on her skin. Zheng Yihu removed his underwear, naked, and embraced Liu Qingping, his manhood between her legs. Liu Qingping's delicate body trembled, her manhood nestled between her labia majora, emanating a hot breath. Liu Qingping's pink legs wrapped around Zheng Yihu's body, her small hands tightly embracing his chest.
Liu Qingping's small, upturned lips tasted sweet and slippery, and Zheng Yihu kissed her for a long time until Liu Qingping felt hot and weak all over, while his manhood was already sharpened and ready to be unleashed. Separating their lips, Zheng Yihu said to Liu Qingping, "Now let your little brother take a good look at his sister. I want to see every part of your body, as familiar as if it were my own."
"No, I'll be embarrassed," Liu Qingping said shyly.
Zheng Yihu gently pushed her away, carefully admiring her beautiful body, while she, shy, pulled up a pillow to cover her face. Liu Qingping's body was supple and boneless, her entire body a uniform milky color, without a trace of sun damage. Her breasts were small and perky, her waist slender and taut, and especially her long, straight, pink legs, perfectly set against her rounded buttocks, outlining a beautiful curve. Her pubic hair was fine and thick, covering most of her vulva. Zheng Yihu gently lifted her legs, and a pair of full mounds of flesh appeared before his eyes. The brown labia majora shielded the bright red inner walls, both glistening with love juice.
"Don't keep looking... it's weird..." came her muffled voice from under the pillow.
"How can I remember what it looks like if I don't look at it first?" Zheng Yihu not only looked, but also put his mouth over and sucked the ever-increasing amount of lustful fluid along the gradually swelling labia.
Liu Qingping's body jerked again, pleading, "Ah...don't...it's so dirty...come...come hug me..."
Zheng Yihu sucked for a moment, his emotions heightened by realizing it was Liu Qingping's private parts. As Zheng Yihu sucked wantonly, Liu Qingping twisted her body, letting out muffled moans. She arched her back to meet Zheng Yihu, her wet, sticky love juice making her labia glisten with a wanton glow.
"Oh...good brother...you've made me so horny...so horny...I really want you...I really want you to fuck me...oh...brother...fuck me..." Liu Qingping pushed away the pillow, gazing at Zheng Yihu with her shimmering, beautiful eyes.
Zheng Yihu's penis was already unbearably itchy, and the fire in his lower abdomen had ignited into a burning desire. Grabbing Liu Qingping's pink legs, Zheng Yihu inserted his glans between her wet labia. In an instant, the two labia majora enveloped his penis, and a wonderful suction spread through his nerves. The slippery passage allowed his penis to enter halfway. The pleasurable feeling quickly filled Zheng Yihu's groin.
"Ah... little brother... a little more... to the deepest part of sister... yes... press tight against sister... let sister know you are inside sister's body... ah... so comfortable... ah..." Liu Qingping tightly wrapped her legs around Zheng Yihu, allowing him to penetrate to the deepest part of her vagina. Although she felt the tearing pain of deflowering, a feeling of giving made her forget the pain.
Zheng Yihu pressed his penis against the warm pad of her cervix, then held Liu Qingping's hot body, panting. A tear slid down Liu Qingping's cheek as she said shyly, "Now I'm your woman. I've waited so long for this moment." Liu Qingping, infinitely shy, thrust her hips forward, her vagina swaying with his penis inside. Waves of sweet sensation washed over her. Zheng Yihu grabbed her firm hips around the waist, thrusting his penis forward forcefully.
"Ah...good...good brother...ah...ah..." Zheng Yihu thrust rapidly, his penis embedded in the bright red flesh of her vaginal walls, in and out, his shaft already coated with a sticky sheen.
"Oh...ah...so numb...it's so numb...ah...that's it...ah...ah...ah..." Liu Qingping arched her body hysterically, drenched in sweat, panting heavily, her hands wide open, her jade-like buttocks welcoming Zheng Yihu's thrusts. Zheng Yihu, embracing Liu Qingping's beautiful buttocks, thrust wildly, her thighs splattered with vaginal fluids. His scrotum slapped against her labia, the air filled with the wanton sounds of their kissing. Zheng Yihu was lost in ecstasy, his desire reaching its peak. He bent down and bit Liu Qingping's erect, fleshy nipple, pushing his penis to the very front of her vagina with all his might.
"Oh... ah... little brother's penis is so big... ah... ah ah... so good... sister can't take it anymore... oh... um... I can't... ah... ah... I can't... sister can't control it... oh... I'm flying... I'm flying..." Liu Qingping babbled incoherently, her vagina tightening, a cold sweat seeping from her fair skin.
Thrust, swelling, dam breaking, ejaculation, and finally, boundless, endless pleasure, wave after wave, like falling from the clouds, or ascending to ecstasy. A small pebble instantly stirred up ripples across a lake, swallowing Zheng Yihu whole. Zheng Yihu held Liu Qingping, bobbing up and down. Hot streams of fluid slapped against their member, seeping out from the crevice of their tightly joined bodies. Liu Qingping seemed to have fainted; her hair was disheveled, her body flushed, yet her face radiated a blissful smile.
After a long while, Zheng Yihu whispered in Liu Qingping's ear, "Sister Ping, do you know what your little brother likes most about you?"
Liu Qingping half-opened her starry eyes and weakly shook her head. Zheng Yihu said, "It's what's holding me right now!"
"What is it?" Zheng Yihu
shook it twice, laughing, "It's your butt!"
"Don't...don't move! It hurts!" Liu Qingping quickly grabbed Zheng Yihu's buttocks, stopping him.
"You know what? Your butt is so round and perky, so cute and dainty, it's absolutely mesmerizing." Liu Qingping chuckled, pushing Zheng Yihu away and turning around, her buttocks brazenly facing him. She looked at him with seductive eyes and said, "Since you like it, little brother, whatever you want, I'll do it." Her firm, fragrant buttocks trembled, and her vulva was wet with semen, white and cloudy, flowing all over her lower body.
How could Zheng Yihu resist such temptation? Like a hungry tiger pouncing on a sheep, he pounced on her, and another battle ensued with Liu Qingping.
*** *** ***
Zheng Yihu gently embraced Tianxiang Hu Mudan from behind. She turned around, trying to break free, and ended up face-to-face with him, their noses almost touching. She was even more embarrassed. Zheng Yihu cupped her face, examining it closely. She closed her eyes, not daring to look at him, and then Zheng Yihu kissed her. Tianxianghu Mudan felt a pair of hot lips press against her small mouth, letting out a soft moan, her legs almost giving way. Zheng Yihu held her tightly, kissing her until she was completely captivated. His tongue easily pried open her lips and teeth, teasing her fragrant tongue. Tianxianghu Mudan's full breasts pressed against Zheng Yihu's chest, rising and falling rapidly. She was experiencing the wonderful taste of a kiss for the first time, and involuntarily extended her fragrant tongue in response.
Tianxianghu Mudan's arms had somehow wrapped around Zheng Yihu's neck, while Zheng Yihu's hands gently caressed her back. Zheng Yihu's hands roamed everywhere, and Tianxianghu Mudan felt increasingly dizzy, her limbs weak and numb, only able to let him do as he pleased. Zheng Yihu kissed Mudan to the ground, his right hand boldly plucking at her nipples. Tianxianghu Mudan's breasts had never been touched by anyone before, and unable to resist the waves of novel pleasure, she involuntarily began to twist her delicate body.
Zheng Yihu, taking advantage of the situation, secretly unbuttoned her shirt, his hand darting inside to grasp her right breast. He had long noticed Tianxiang Hu Mudan's ample bosom, but he hadn't expected it to be this beautiful. Delicate, pink, and elastic, it was so full that he couldn't fully encircle it with one hand. He pressed it against her through her bodice, and soon he had completely unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her snow-white upper body.
Zheng Yihu gently embraced Tianxiang Hu Mudan and kissed her cheek. Tianxiang Hu Mudan buried her face in Zheng Yihu's chest in embarrassment. Zheng Yihu deliberately pressed her nipple lightly with his fingers; even through the bodice, he could feel the small, pointed tip, undoubtedly erect from excitement. He only gave Tianxiang Hu Mudan a brief respite before resuming his assault, kneading and pinching her breasts, even reaching inside her bodice to rub and pull at her nipples, until she groaned and begged for mercy.
Later, he simply pulled down her bodice, revealing Tianxiang Hu Mudan's beautiful breasts. She covered her face with her hands in shame, which only benefited the lecherous man beside her, who greedily feasted his eyes on her magnificent bosom. Tianxiang Hu Mudan's breasts were fair and alluring, full and elastic. Her areolas were only a faint pink, and her nipples were small and pointed. Zheng Yihu immediately took one into his mouth, sucking and licking it, teasing it relentlessly. Tianxiang Fox Peony had never experienced such a situation before, and could no longer control herself. She moaned softly, "Ah... um... no... brother... I... ah... how... like this... ouch... um..."
Zheng Yihu gently bit and rubbed her with his teeth, and Tianxiang Fox Peony trembled even more violently, "ouch... a little lighter... ah..."
Tianxiang Fox Peony was already delirious with pleasure, so Zheng Yihu boldly untied her belt, pulled down her skirt, and saw that Tianxiang Fox Peony was wearing a small light blue underpants. The silk fabric had obvious wet stains. Zheng Yihu probed and pressed with his index and middle fingers, and sure enough, it was sticky and sticky, and her juices had already overflowed.
Tianxiang Fox Peony was shocked to realize that Zheng Yihu had discovered her shameful secret. Her body trembled violently, and she tried to stop him, but it was too late. Zheng Yihu's magic fingers easily slipped through the seam of the pants and invaded the source of the dampness. In an instant, Tianxiang Hu Mudan's entire body was completely conquered by Zheng Yihu, leaving her utterly at his mercy. She experienced unprecedented pleasures throughout her body, her heart in turmoil, feeling both ecstatic and blissful.
Zheng Yihu continued sucking and licking her breasts, while his hands calmly removed Tianxiang Hu Mudan's only remaining panty, leaving them naked and embracing each other. Tianxiang Hu Mudan inhaled the man's scent, her most sensitive areas completely under his control, only able to murmur helplessly, "Mmm...uh...ah..."
Zheng Yihu had her lie on her side facing him, kissing her cherry lips again. He pulled her thigh across his hip, his hand caressing her leg. This caused his hard penis to naturally press against her entrance, and Tianxiang Hu Mudan felt something rubbing against her vulva, waves of pleasure washing over her, causing her to involuntarily wiggle her hips slightly in response.
Zheng Yihu teased Tianxiang Hu Mudan, making her look seductive, and asked, "Is it comfortable?" Tianxiang Hu Mudan was unwilling to answer, keeping her eyes tightly closed and her lips pursed. Zheng Yihu teased her, saying, "If you don't tell me, I'll stop..."
Saying that, he really stopped grinding. Tianxiang Hu Mudan panicked, hurriedly swaying her pink buttocks to find his treasure, begging for mercy, "Comfortable...very comfortable...don't stop..."
"Then call me brother."
"Brother..." she obediently called.
Zheng Yihu satisfiedly put his treasure back into her vaginal opening and ground it back and forth again, even trying to insert half of his glans into her vagina. Tianxiang Hu Mudan rolled her eyes in pleasure, a satisfied and lewd look on her face. Seeing that she was not in pain, Zheng Yihu thrust his treasure forward, the entire glans already inserted into her vagina.
"It hurts!" Tianxiang Hu Mudan frowned and exclaimed in surprise. Zheng Yihu knew he couldn't give up halfway, so he hardened his heart and continued thrusting in and out, step by step. Tianxianghu Mudan winced
in pain. Finally, Zheng Yihu felt his glans had reached the very core of her vagina, and he stopped. Zheng Yihu comforted her, "It'll be over soon, Mudan sister." He couldn't help but kiss her lips, and Tianxianghu Mudan automatically responded with her little tongue. The two embraced tightly, their bodies intertwined like snakes. At some point, his penis began to gently thrust in and out. Tianxianghu Mudan's pain had subsided, replaced by pleasure, and a comfortable expression returned to her face.
"Brother... oh... oh..." Zheng Yihu gradually increased the speed of his thrusts, which she could now bear.
"Oh... so comfortable... heavens... how can it be... so comfortable... this time... it's hitting my... heart... ah... ah... brother..."
Tianxianghu Mudan, experiencing love for the first time, was overwhelmed with pleasure. The unprecedented comfort her lover was giving her made her feel like she was flying to heaven. As Zheng Yihu thrust, he felt his penis enveloped by warm, tight, tender flesh. The little hole was overflowing with lustful fluid, incredibly sensual, which excited him greatly. He kissed Tianxiang Hu Mudan's small mouth, dimples, cheeks, and snow-white neck repeatedly. Tianxiang Hu Mudan sensed Zheng Yihu's affection and hugged him even tighter.
Zheng Yihu found Tianxiang Hu Mudan's lustful fluid plentiful and slippery; each time his glans withdrew from the little hole, it would scrape out a large puddle. Soon, the ground was a mess. He simply raised Tianxiang Hu Mudan's beautiful hole. Zheng Yihu stood up, looking down at his penis going in and out of the tender hole. Each insertion made a "tsk" sound, and Tianxiang Hu Mudan cried out "Aiya!" After a few thrusts, he could no longer be gentle. He used his penis, thrusting hard and deeply, each time going all the way in. Tianxianghu Mudan cried out and moaned as her penis was penetrated, waves of pleasure splashing everywhere. Unable to withstand the onslaught of her large penis, her clitoris trembled violently, finally reaching its peak.
"Ah...ah...oh my god...what...what's happening...oh no...I'm going to die...ah...ah...I'm dying...brother...brother...hold me tight...ah...so...so beautiful...ah...ah..."
Zheng Yihu felt Tianxianghu Mudan's clitoris tremble from the tip of his penis, her juices gushing out incessantly. Her face froze; she had reached her first orgasm. Zheng Yihu stopped, his penis still inside her, gently biting and kissing Tianxianghu Mudan's earlobe, asking, "Sister, isn't it beautiful?"
Tianxiang Fox Peony was completely exhausted. She could barely stretch out her arms to hug Zheng Yihu, but she couldn't answer. Zheng Yihu told her to rest for a while, and then quietly moved his hips up and down, his penis thrusting in and out again. This time, Tianxiang Fox Peony couldn't get aroused, and could only softly beg for mercy.
"Brother... slower... a little..." Her newly opened vagina was still a little sore, so Zheng Yihu adjusted the speed, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and his hands also caressed her to distract her from the pain. Tianxiang Fox Peony gradually regained her strength, and her lust returned. She actively moved her hips and twisted, moaning "hmm" and "hum."
"Oh... oh... deeper... ah... good brother..."
Zheng Yihu knew what she wanted at this moment, and suddenly thrust in and out with great force, his penis entering and exiting without mercy. Tianxiang Hu Mudan involuntarily contracted her vaginal opening. Zheng Yihu could not bear it any longer. Her vagina was already tight and narrow, and now it contracted even more beautifully. Zheng Yihu could not stop himself. His glans sent a tingling and numb warning signal. He could no longer care about enduring or showing off. His penis suddenly swelled up and reached the critical moment. Tianxiang Hu Mudan did not know that Zheng Yihu was about to ejaculate. She only felt that his penis in her vagina was like a hot iron rod, and it kept expanding and growing. It made her feel indescribably comfortable. She wished that her lover would just penetrate her core. She moaned, "Good brother...so comfortable...you...fuck your sister to death...okay...ah...oh...I...I'm coming again...ah...oh...I'm going to fly...oh..."
This cry was even more deadly to Zheng Yihu. He released his semen and gushed out in large gushes, all of which shot into the depths of Tianxiang Hu Mudan's body. Tianxiang Fox Peony was scalded and rushed by the yang essence, her flower core pressed hard against the large glans, causing her to feel dizzy. Her juices flowed freely, and she reached orgasm simultaneously, her semen staining the cushion. Both were satisfied, embracing and kissing each other, reluctant to part.
*** *** ***
That day, they arrived at the foot of Zhongnan Peak, and Bai Zixian suggested paying a visit. Zheng Yihu said, "Why bother them if there's nothing wrong?"
Bai Zixian giggled, "Since we're passing by, shouldn't he show some hospitality? Invite us for a meal."
Princess Zhu'e laughed, "You're really something else, insisting on entertaining us even if it's just passing by?"
"His current sect leader is Yue Linggong, who is a sworn brother of my father. Speaking of which, I'm his niece, shouldn't I be able to entertain him?"
Princess Zhu'e exclaimed, "Isn't the old sect leader Yue He no longer alive? That strange old man is a bit awkward."
Bai Zixian said, "The old sect leader isn't dead. I heard he's been in seclusion for over ten years."
Princess Zhu'e said, "With evil sects rampant these days, I wonder if the Zhongnan Sect has been affected as well?"
Bai Zixian said, "That's right, we should go and see."
In any case, there wasn't anything extremely urgent at the moment, so Zheng Yihu didn't object, and Bai Zixian led them upstairs. The Zhongnan School doesn't accept disciples indiscriminately; its lineage has been passed down through generations under the surname Yue. It's located behind the peaks of Zhongnan Mountain, in a valley nestled halfway up the mountainside. Surrounded by mountains on all sides, a manor was built against the cliffs. The valley contains a small lake, a clear stream, and dozens of acres of farmland—truly a secluded paradise. Climbing to the top of the peak reveals this exceptionally elegant valley, where wildflowers bloom everywhere, trees stand lush and green, and the sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking can be heard from time to time.
The women all felt a sense of peace upon seeing this. The white-clad woman, Monty, sighed, "Living in a place like this, who would feel the chaos of the world?"
The black-clad woman, Nagi, said, "It would be wonderful if we could also have such a place to live in seclusion someday."
Murong Ni said, "I have a small island, which is even better than this valley. Wouldn't it be even better if Xiaohu took us to live on the island in seclusion someday?"
Zheng Yihu sighed, "I just don't know when this wish will come true."
Ma Lingling said, "Xiaohu, don't worry, the enemy's fate is sealed, this wish should come true soon."
Just then, He Luyin suddenly said, "Everyone, look! Five people in the valley have gone to the lakeside to practice martial arts."
Bai Zixian said, "That tall man in his forties is Yue Linggong, known as 'Shadowless Spear.' He once defeated the 'Nineteen Tigers of the Black Dragon' in Heilongjiang. Besides his family's martial arts, he also possesses many mysterious skills."
Zheng Yihu asked, "Who are those two young men to him?"
Bai Zixian said, "Those are his two disciples. The older one is called Gan Lin, and the younger one is called Yin Shou." "
Murong Ni said, "Where are those two children, a boy and a girl? They look only eight or nine years old."
Bai Zixian said, "Those are his son and daughter. These two children have been to my house before. They're two troublemakers. The boy is called Yue Zhong, and the girl is called Yue Ling. Their basic martial arts skills are no less than those of ordinary martial arts masters."
A wisp of smoke rose from below the cliff. The Ninth Princess laughed, "They're making breakfast, sister. If you want to go, hurry up, or they'll have to prepare ours again."
Bai Zixian laughed, "Aunt Yue also practices martial arts herself. These are her servants doing the work. They have everything they need at home. Now come down the mountain with me."
The leader of the Zhongnan Sect had already seen everyone. He led the women and disciples to greet them from the lakeside. Bai Zixian called out loudly from afar, "Uncle Yue, I've invited quite a few guests for you." The
leader of the Yue Sect laughed heartily, "Zixian, I had a premonition these past few days that you were coming. Quickly introduce them to me. Among these girls, there are two who are the hardest to meet!" After Bai
Zixian introduced them one by one, Sect Leader Yue exclaimed, "What rare guests! Please come into the manor quickly." He led his children and disciples in while hurriedly leading the way, shouting, "Gan Lin, go back and call your master's wife!"
Not long after, a bright and beautiful woman rushed towards the manor gate. Sect Leader Yue laughed loudly, "Mother of the children, come quickly! This is Brother Zheng and his six wives."
The woman was naturally Sect Leader Yue's wife. She approached with a smile and said, "No need for introductions, Lin'er already told you." As she spoke, she shook hands with the women and laughed, "They are all beauties."
Bai Zixian said, "Auntie, is there any food? We are starving."
The woman giggled, "Zixian, you are so naughty! You haven't even entered the door yet, and you're already asking for food. Please come into the hall and sit down. I guarantee you'll get a stomachache from eating."
Bai Zixian chuckled, "Are you going to poison me?"
The woman scolded, "You naughty girl, talking nonsense!" After scolding, she shouted, "Why did Brother Zheng want a crow like you?" Master Yue couldn't get a word in edgewise, so he simply rushed ahead to prepare. Upon
entering the hall, tea and refreshments were already on the table. Madam Bing called out, "Please have a cup of tea to quench your thirst, then go wash up and change. I won't accompany you; I'll personally tidy up your rooms. Zi'er, you're an acquaintance, so please accompany us if you need anything. This is like your own home, so please don't be shy."
Bai Zixian said, "If we were afraid of being shy, we wouldn't have come all morning. Please make yourselves at home; we've brought our clothes with us."
Madam Yue chuckled, "That's the good thing about martial arts people. When they come to someone's home, they don't have to trouble them with anything except food, drink, and lodging. I like this kind of guest, haha." She laughed as she went to the backyard, leaving the guests to drink tea.
The food and drink were minor matters; what truly mattered was that the women needed to freshen up. The Ninth Princess and the other women went to change, while Zheng Yihu, restless, went to the valley to scout the situation, having heard from Sect Leader Yue that there were traces of evil nearby. He Luyin was pulled away by Yue Zhong, Yue Ling, and the others.
Once outside, Yue Ling smiled at He Luyin and said, "My brother and I discovered a secret place. Would you like to go see it, sister?" He Luyin's heart skipped a beat, and she replied, "Sure."
As they walked and talked, He Luyin pointed to a spot and said, "Why don't you send someone to put a card here?"
Yue Zhong said, "My family is short-handed. Setting up checkpoints day and night, each person has to guard for five or six hours. How can we manage? Father simply gave up."
Yue Ling said, "Our village is near a cliff. There's a cave in the cliff. Grandfather secludes himself in the last part of the cave. If anything happens, we retreat to the entrance."
He Luyin said, "How can you guard there for long? This isn't a proper solution."
Yue Zhong said, "What other way is there?" He then pointed to the side of the peak below and said, "The secret my sister and I discovered is down here."
He Luyin said, "Is it a cave?"
Yue Zhong said, "Yes, but we only explored the first half; we dared not go further."
He Luyin laughed, "What's so interesting about that?"
Yue Ling interjected, "Have you ever seen a stone cave that, without sunlight or torches, is brightly lit like daytime?"
He Luyin said, "Didn't you ask your father?"
Yue Ling said, "Father forbade us to come here, so we dared not tell him about the strange thing we discovered. "
He Luyin laughed, "Let me ask you first, why didn't your father allow you to come here?"
Yue Ling shook her head and said, "Father forbade us to ask why." He
Luyin said in horror, "Then you're really foolish. There must be danger here. A father wouldn't forbid his children from going unless there's danger. Otherwise, he wouldn't mean anything by it."
Yue Zhong said, "The ancient cave on the cliff is very safe. We've been there four times, and nothing scary has happened. Apart from the shimmering light, there's nothing suspicious about it."
The three of them descended the peak. When they reached the summit, Yue Zhong pointed to the eerie ravine below and said, "It's right below. Everyone should use their lightness skill to jump down."
He Luyin suddenly said first, "Since it's here, I'll lead the way." He only used thirty percent of his lightness skill and slowly jumped down. After about seventy or eighty feet, when they reached the bottom, they felt gusts of cold wind. Looking up, they found themselves standing at the foot of two cliffs. The Yue siblings' lightness skill was indeed quite good. They followed.
He Luyin asked, "Is there a way out at either end of this ravine?"
Yue Zhong shook his head and said, "It's a dead end, it doesn't lead outside." He
Luyin asked, "Where is the cave?"
Yue Ling pointed and said, "See those three stone pillars over there? It's behind them."
He Luyin nodded and led the way to the stone pillars. When the three of them arrived behind the stone pillars, they indeed saw an ancient cave. There might have been some writing above the cave entrance, but it was now illegible. The three of them carefully walked inside, but there was a sharp turn at every turn. After nine turns, they finally saw light ahead. Yue Zhong whispered, "After one more turn, that's the front cave chamber. The chamber is very large, but there's not much inside."
He Luyin said, "The air in the cave is very fresh and warm. This must be where the ancients lived." When they reached the entrance to the chamber, one of the stone doors was broken. They went inside and saw that it was just a continuous stone cave, with more doors behind it.
He Luyin asked Yue Zhong, "Where do you want to stop exploring?"
Yue Zhong said, "Going further in, there's a row of three stone chambers, but only the left one leads to the back. However, it's dark behind that door, so we dare not go any deeper." He
Luyin laughed, "That's because there are no more crystals emitting light behind the door. Perhaps there will be light again after we pass through a while." After saying that, they went in again, and soon they saw a very wide passage with three doorways in front of it.
He Luyin said, "This is the middle stone chamber." She asked Yue Zhong, "How good is your vision in the dark?"
Yue replied, "We can see small things within a radius of three zhang."
He Luyin said, "That's enough."
They entered the stone chamber, but there was still nothing inside. So He Luyin walked to the doorway of the back chamber. After entering that stone chamber, she said to everyone, "Follow me closely. If you see anything, don't panic. Just use your internal energy to react." Reaching the dark doorway behind the left chamber, she stood inside and looked out, suddenly exclaiming, "It seems we've reached the back cave; there's no passage beyond ten zhang." Then she thought again, "If it's a dead end, that's not surprising at all. Ancient dwellings wouldn't only have an entrance and no exit! If something happens ahead, we'd be trapped and waiting to die." Saying this, she led the way to investigate.
Reaching the bottom of the cave, He Luyin suddenly said, "Look, isn't this a passageway? But someone has blocked it with stones."
It was a round hole, barely large enough for one person to squeeze through, but it had been tightly blocked with stones. There was even a line of text carved on the stone wall beside the hole, roughly meaning: "Martial arts practitioners of the world must stop here. Do not move the stones to try and enter, or you will never return alive!" The words "Zhongnan Mountain" and a warning were written. Yue Zhong exclaimed in shock, "My ancestor blocked it!"
He Luyin said, "Why didn't your ancestor say what dangers were inside?"
Yue Zhong said, "That's puzzling." He Luyin said, "
If any of you don't want to go in, please leave. I must find out the truth." The Yue siblings were curious, and although they were a little hesitant, none of them were willing to leave.
Seeing that they all wanted to go, He Luyin shouted, "Shall we move the stones?" She then took the lead and started working. In no time, all the blocking stones were moved. He Luyin peeked inside and found that it was several feet deep, but at the end it was surprisingly bright. She turned back and said, "At the very back, there seems to be a very large cave. Let's go in, one after another." The
three of them crawled into the cave, but before they had gone five zhang (approximately 15 meters) in, they were suddenly met with an irresistible suction force. With a whoosh, all three were sucked in, causing them to scream in terror. He Luyin had already used all her internal energy, but she still couldn't stop herself; the more she resisted, the deeper she was sucked in. After being sucked through the round hole, they were pressed against a stone wall. But what was most alarming was that all their internal energy had been lost, and they couldn't move their limbs.
He Luyin remained calm. Seeing that the light in the stone chamber was as bright as midday, making it impossible to see anything, she was fortunate that she could still speak. She asked the other two, "How are you?"
Yue Ling replied, "We can't reach the top or the bottom, and our limbs are powerless."
He Luyin said, "What's so strange about this? I'm the same."
Yue Zhong suddenly shouted, "Look at the ground!" "The ground is covered with bones; it's impossible to know how many people have died," He Luyin said. "These bones were probably sucked in and starved to death before they died. Notice, there are various weapons among the bones; clearly, they were all martial artists."
Yue Ling said, "We're doomed."
Yue Zhong said, "Father will come looking for us."
He Luyin said, "Even if he comes, he'll only be outside the round cave. If he comes in, he'll be sucked in too. If we hear any noise, we not only don't want them to come to our rescue, but we must stop them immediately."
Yue Ling asked, "Why aren't there any bones sucking on the walls?"
He Luyin said, "They must have rotted away after they died. By the way, this strange thing might be related to flesh and blood; without flesh and blood, it can't be sucked in."
Yue Ling smiled bitterly, "What's the point of talking when we have no flesh and blood left?" "
All three were clever and quick-witted, but even they were at a loss at this point.
Chapter Thirty-Two: The Wedding (The End)
The adults in the valley had no idea they were in trouble. It wasn't until dark, after dinner, that they were all chatting in the living room. The first to feel uneasy was Ma Lingling, who suddenly asked Sect Leader Yue, 'Sect Leader, may I ask where your daughter and son went to play?' Sect
Leader Yue smiled and said, 'They probably had so much fun that they forgot to come back.'
The Ninth Princess said, 'Could something have happened?'"
Sect Leader Yue turned to his eldest disciple and asked, "Lin'er, have you searched there?"
Gan Lin respectfully replied, "I've searched the area around this valley twice, but I haven't seen them."
Sect Leader Yue suddenly stood up and said, "Have you checked the edge of the forbidden zone?"
Gan Lin said, "Your master forbids me from approaching Ghost Gate Gully, how could I dare to go?"
Sect Leader Yue stamped his foot and said, "This is bad, those three don't know the depths, they might be in danger."
The Ninth Princess asked, "What kind of danger?"
Sect Leader Yue said, "Behind our valley is a precipitous ravine, which our sect's founder named Ghost Gate Gully. It's an extremely dangerous place, therefore our sect has never allowed anyone to go there, so it's designated as a forbidden zone." He thought for a moment and added, "If they went there, the consequences would be unimaginable."
Bai Zixian asked, "Is there something sinister in the ravine?"
Sect Leader Yue said, "There's an ancient cave in the ravine, which has existed for countless ages." "Few martial artists go to explore this place. Since others want to go, our sect can't stop them except for warnings. However, none of those who go have ever returned alive."
The Ninth Princess exclaimed in surprise, "Do they die if they get into the ravine?"
Sect Leader Yue said, "No, but you can't enter the last small round cave in the ancient cave. The reason my father went into seclusion was to figure out the mystery of this cave and where it is."
Bai Zixian said, "Can you take your nieces and the others to explore it? If the children go into that cave, it will be terrible. Little Tiger hasn't returned yet, really."
Sect Leader Yue immediately said to his two disciples, "You and your mistress guard the valley. I will accompany the ladies to take a look."
Gan Lin said, "It's getting dark. Do you need torches?"
Sect Leader Yue said, "It's alright, the cave is very bright." He led the women straight to the peak and then searched the ravine again. Upon reaching the back of the ancient cave, he saw that the stones supporting the round opening had been moved, and his expression immediately changed drastically. He shouted, "It's over! We've gone in!"
This shout was immediately heard by the three people inside. Yue Zhong cried out from inside the cave, "Father, you can't come in!"
Hearing the voice, Master Yue felt slightly relieved and called out, "Zhong'er, what's wrong?"
He Luyin answered from inside the cave, "Senior, we've been sucked in. We're stuck to the stone wall and can't move at all. Our limbs are also weak. People outside must not go into the round opening. The suction force is incredibly strong; even martial arts cannot resist it."
The Ninth Princess asked, "Sister Yin, are there any other signs?"
He Luyin said, "This is a large stone chamber, but the floor is covered with mountains of white bones."
The Ninth Princess asked Master Yue, "What can we do?"
Master Yue shook his head and said, "There's no way to help unless we move this mountain."
Everyone was extremely anxious upon hearing this. Suddenly, the woman said, "I'll go take a look. At worst, I'll be sucked in too."
The Ninth Princess immediately stopped her, saying, "Don't cause any more trouble. Let's go back and study it first."
Bai Zixian said, "Going back won't help. It will only make the children more anxious."
Just when everyone was at a loss, they suddenly heard someone laughing from behind, "Don't worry, I'm here." Upon
hearing this, all the women were overjoyed and said, "Little Tiger, how did you arrive at such a convenient time?"
It turned out that Zheng Yihu had arrived. He smiled and said, "I just arrived in the valley and met Brother Gan Lin. That's how I knew that the Sect Leader had brought you here."
Sect Leader Yue hurriedly cheered, "Hero, the children are in danger."
Zheng Yihu said, "I know about the strange things in this cave."
The Ninth Princess asked, "What strange things are in the cave?"
Zheng Yihu said, "You all know about the two powerful things, the Golden Shot and the Jade Shot. There are two kinds of strange treasures mixed together in this cave, which are called 'Chaotic Magnetism'." This magnet is unlike ordinary magnets that attract iron. It contains "blood-splatter," and explaining it in detail is beyond my knowledge. I only know it from Master Ku, but I don't know why.
Ma Lingling asked, "Can this thing attract people?"
Zheng Yihu said, "Magnetism normally attracts iron, but after containing blood-splatter, it not only attracts iron but also people. However, there are two ways to use it, which makes it even more mysterious."
Bai Nu Mengdi asked, "Is this a naturally occurring treasure?"
Zheng Yihu shook his head and said, "Blood-splatter is generated, and the Chaotic Magnetism is also natural, but combining the two is man-made. According to Master Ku, since this treasure was created by an extraordinary person, no one has dared to approach it for thousands of years." He smiled at Sect Leader Yue and said, "Senior Yue, you went into seclusion to comprehend the way to use it, right?"
Sect Leader Yue sighed and said, "Yes, my father is afraid he will have difficulties." "
Zheng Yihu said, 'Senior, understanding the principle shouldn't be a problem. The problem is that you need to consume the "Longevity Golden Palace Elixir" before you can approach it.'
Ma Lingling exclaimed with delight, 'Brother Hu, didn't you consume this stuff?'
Zheng Yihu laughed, 'That's why I'm not afraid of being sucked in.'
The Ninth Princess said, 'Then after you get it, we'll all be sucked in and unable to move.'
Zheng Yihu laughed heartily, 'Then it's up to me to use it. I can suck in when I want, and I can't suck in when I don't want to. This treasure is truly mysterious.'
Sect Leader Yue said, 'Hero, please go in and get started. The children must be getting impatient.'
Zheng Yihu nodded and went into the round cave alone. Suddenly, a loud tremor was heard from inside, followed by the three people excitedly saying, 'Our power has been restored!' Soon after, the three of them emerged one by one.
When the Ninth Princess saw Zheng Yihu come out, she didn't see anything in his hand and hurriedly asked, 'Where's the treasure?'" Zheng Yihu laughed, "
You all go back to the village first. I'll bring it back to show you after I've mastered it. It's dangerous now." Hearing this, everyone dared not look any further and all climbed towards the summit.
Zheng Yihu was alone in the cave. He took out something that looked like a bracelet, which could be worn as a bracelet. Half of it was silver, and the other half was like blood jade, with many intricate patterns on it. He muttered to himself, "The things of the immortals are truly mysterious. From now on, I dare say I'm invincible."
He held it in his hand as if playing with it, and seemed to have some skill in using it. He played with it repeatedly dozens of times, faster and faster, and the faster he played with it, the happier he became. Finally, he actually wore it as a bracelet and climbed up the summit. Just as he reached the summit, he suddenly heard someone shout from the valley, "Who are you?"
At this moment, a sinister laugh rang out, "I am one of the 'Martial Saints.' Little girl, why isn't Yue He coming out?" Zheng Yihu knew an extraordinary person had appeared and hurriedly ran into the valley. Upon arriving at the manor, he saw an old man with blond hair talking to the Ninth Princess. He quickly went over and asked, "What business do
you have with Elder Yue, sir?" The blond-haired old man looked at him and said coldly, "Ask him what you need. Child, what is your relationship to Yue He?"
Standing at the manor gate was Sect Leader Yue, who quickly interjected, "This brother is my guest."
The blond-haired old man still said coldly, "That's none of his business."
Zheng Yihu smiled and said, "I've been Elder Yue's protector these past few days. Elder Yue is currently in seclusion. If you have anything to say, sir, please feel free to speak to me."
The old man chuckled and said, "You're still a naive brat, with such a big mouth. I'm asking Yue He for this Zhongnan Mountain. Do you dare agree?"
Zheng Yihu laughed heartily and said, "Then I'll have to ask my master."
The old man said, "Tell Yue He to give me an answer tomorrow."
Zheng Yihu called out loudly, "When will you be coming tomorrow, sir?"
The old man replied, "After breakfast."
Zheng Yihu smiled and said, "I will definitely give you a very satisfactory answer then."
The Ninth Princess hurriedly asked Zheng Yihu, "Why didn't you capture him?"
Zheng Yihu said, "I've never heard of this old monster before. I don't know his background yet. I need to think it over. Rushing in rashly would be very inconvenient."
Headmaster Yue added, "My father seemed to have mentioned something about the Four Martial Saints from beyond the heavens, but unfortunately, he didn't inquire further."
Zheng Yihu said, "Just from that title, one can imagine that his martial arts must be extremely profound. However, before we know whether he is good or evil, it's best to avoid conflict." Everyone returned to the living room, and he took down the Hun Tian Hun bracelet and placed it on the table, saying, "Everyone, just look, but don't touch it." Everyone gathered around, looking at it with great amazement. Even Madam Yue came to admire it.
Yue Zhong exclaimed, "Brother Zheng broke the stone wall that was sucking us in, and then took this bracelet."
Zheng Yihu smiled and said, "You were sucked in because of this thing." "
He Luyin asked, "Why is it not working now?"
Zheng Yihu replied, "I sealed the power to attract iron and people." He then added, "You can't be so reckless like today again." He Luyin blushed and lowered her head in embarrassment. The
Ninth Princess said, "Half red, half white, it's really beautiful."
Zheng Yihu smiled and said, "The red one attracts people, the white one attracts iron. Attracting iron is nothing special, but attracting people is incredibly powerful." He said to He Luyin, "Ayin, go to the hall entrance."
He Luyin didn't know what he was doing, but she went to do as he said. Zheng Yihu picked up the bracelet and said, "I have renamed this thing the 'Chaos Bracelet.' Everyone, be careful of its power." After he finished speaking, he suddenly waved his hand and threw the bracelet at He Luyin, shouting at the same time, "Get out of the way!" "
He Luyin was incredibly clever. The moment she saw Zheng Yihu wave his hand, she understood and quickly jumped away. But no matter how fast she was, it was useless. The Hun Tian Bracelet seemed to have eyes, and it was many times faster than He Luyin. With a whoosh, it sucked her in. As soon as He Luyin was sucked in, she felt her limbs go weak, her body limp as cotton. She cried out, 'Brother, take it away quickly! I
can't take it!' Zheng Yihu laughed, 'It's alright. This treasure captures without harming.'
Sect Leader Yue exclaimed in amazement, 'Using this treasure against an enemy is truly incredible!'
Zheng Yihu laughed, 'But there are also defensive items. However, those things called antimagnetic crystals are hard to find, because simply avoiding magnetic attraction is useless; it also needs to be able to avoid bloodshot.' He stood up, walked to He Luyin's side, and effortlessly took the Hun Tian Bracelet.
Madam Yue chuckled, 'I'm afraid only Master Zheng can wield this treasure.'" Zheng Yihu went out to find Master Ku to inquire about the situation. He soon returned and told everyone, "
The golden-haired old man is one of the 'Four Extremes and Four Martial Saints.' Master Ku said that these four are neither righteous nor evil, but are actually the only four adversaries of the Supreme Lord. Each of them alone is only slightly inferior to the Supreme Lord in martial arts. Master Ku said that fortunately, the four of them are independent and never get along. Otherwise, if they joined forces to deal with the Supreme Lord, he would have been gone long ago. The 'Southern Saint' is that golden-haired old man."
Ma Lingling said, "But I wonder what he means by asking the sect leader to move?"
Mudan exclaimed, "It's for the 'Chaotic Magnet.' They all know that the treasure is in Zhongnan Mountain, but they don't know that it's in Guimen Gully. Their first step is to occupy Zhongnan Mountain and not allow any martial arts world to come. Their second step is to slowly search for it."
Bai Zixian laughed and said, "That's really interesting. It's a pity they're a step too late. The treasure has already been obtained by Xiaohu." They
talked until the fourth watch of the night before taking a short rest, but soon gathered again in the living room. Dawn broke, and servants came in to ask everyone to wash up. The women only washed their faces before having some snacks. Just as breakfast was finished, Gan Lin suddenly entered and said, "The old man from last night has arrived."
Zheng Yihu laughed, "Let's see what he has to say today." He got up and walked out of the manor gate with everyone.
There stood the golden-haired old man, who immediately asked Zheng Yihu, "What is Yue He's reply?"
Zheng Yihu smiled, "Last night, the old man told you, senior, that any place in Zhongnan Mountain can be occupied by anyone, except this small valley, because it is the foundation of the Zhongnan Sect."
The old man said, "If there is something I must find in this valley, then you must step aside."
Zheng Yihu, quick-witted, feigned surprise and said, "These past two days have been unusual. Why do all the people who come speak with the same tone as you, senior?"
The golden-haired old man was greatly alarmed and asked, "Who has come these past two days?" Zheng Yihu said, "
I don't know any of them, but they all share one characteristic: none of them are under middle age. However, they are very reasonable."
The blond old man shouted, "How are they reasonable?"
Zheng Yihu said, "They declared upon arrival that everything except this valley belongs to them."
The blond old man roared, "Their? Fine, I'll do the same. Everything except this valley belongs to me."
Zheng Yihu laughed heartily, "I forgot to mention something. Those who have come before have been allowed to enter and leave any part of Zhongnan Mountain if they have any connection with it."
The blond old man thought for a moment, then nodded, "I'll do the same." After saying that, he turned and left.
Sect Leader Yue hurriedly said to Zheng Yihu, "Brother, you handled it very well. You really understand the psychology of some old monsters."
Zheng Yihu laughed loudly, "Those with deeper martial arts skills don't want to be looked down upon. If he doesn't agree to my conditions, then he's inferior. However, I'm afraid there will be turmoil in Zhongnan Mountain from now on." "
Master Yue sighed, "Our sect is now caught in the crossfire of the heroes' swords."
Zheng Yihu said, "I will stay at your residence for a few more days. Perhaps Zhongnan Mountain will be the site of a grand finale for the martial arts world. Fortunately, there will be some activity in the next few days."
Master Yue was overjoyed and said, "Then I am truly grateful to you, brother."
Just as they were about to return to the manor, Zheng Yihu suddenly whispered to everyone, "Someone else is coming down from the peak."
Everyone looked up and saw two old men flying down. Ninth Princess said, "Could it be that they want to seize Zhongnan Mountain again?"
Zheng Yihu approached alone, cupped his hands, and said, "Who are you two old men looking for?"
The two old men asked in unison, "Who was that golden-haired old man just now?"
Zheng Yihu smiled calmly and said, "The Martial Saint of the South Pole."
The old man on the left suddenly laughed loudly, "What Martial Saint and Literary Saint? He's really just boasting. Boy, does he want to seize Zhongnan Mountain?"
Zheng Yihu said, "He probably wouldn't dare to say the word 'seize,' but he really came to pay a visit."
Hearing Zheng Yihu's tone, the two old men glanced at him a few more times. The one on the right chuckled and said, "The blond weirdo may be nothing in our eyes, but what does he have to fear in front of you, young man?" Zheng
Yihu laughed loudly, "Before entering seclusion, the Supreme Lord sent me a message. He said that his seclusion period had no actual time, but his first wish upon emerging was to fight me to a draw, which would satisfy him. And today, this Antarctic Martial Artist is even more modest than the Supreme Lord."
The two old men were skeptical, their expressions shifting between light and shadow. They exchanged a glance, as if they had something to say but then swallowed it back, and instead stared at Zheng Yihu for a long time. Zheng Yihu continued, "The two seniors have probably noticed two reckless individuals appearing on the cliff west of the valley. If you two are unwilling to meet with them, I intend to send them away as soon as I arrive."
The old man on the left said coldly, "I discovered them long ago when I arrived. They are death row inmates from the Forbidden Valley, known in the martial arts world back then as the Northwest Twin Tigers."
Zheng Yihu said, "I cannot tolerate the evil of the Forbidden Valley; I will strike as soon as I see them."
The old man on the right snorted, "Then you have many enemies, and be careful of their backer."
Zheng Yihu laughed loudly, "The Supreme Lord's first wife, she's in trouble unless she asks her husband to intervene."
Seeing him boasting more and more, the old man on the left became even more suspicious and said in a deep voice, "Although we do not oppose Madam Huang, we are not willing to associate with her either. Since you speak so arrogantly, let's see how you deal with these two death row inmates from the Forbidden Valley. They were also top figures back then, so be careful." After they finished speaking, they turned around and disappeared on the cliff face they had come from.
Zheng Yihu turned around to face the woods at the western edge of the valley. He casually put his hands behind his back, pretending to admire the valley scenery with an air of nonchalance, while his right hand was actually pressing down on the Hun Tian Bracelet in his sleeve. Two menacing old men indeed appeared on the other side of the small lake, each carrying a long sword, walking unhurriedly towards the village gate. When they were still about twenty feet away, Zheng Yihu immediately asked, "Who are you two? You've entered this valley without requesting passage or following its rules?"
The two old men were truly ugly, with triangular eyes, hooked noses, and faces ashen. Hearing this, they slowly stopped, their eyes flashing with a fierce light, suddenly staring at Zheng Yihu, and simultaneously letting out a sinister, savage laugh. The old man in front spoke slowly and coldly, "You don't look like someone who'll die young, why are you courting death? Whose valley is this?"
Zheng Yihu said loudly, "Since ancient times, who in the martial arts world doesn't know that this is the fundamental stronghold of the Zhongnan Sect?"
The old man turned to his companion and laughed loudly, "So the illustrious Zhongnan Sect is actually located in this dead valley?"
His companion stepped forward and asked Zheng Yihu, "What are the rules of the Zhongnan Sect?"
Zheng Yihu said in a deep voice, "Anyone carrying a weapon must request entry into the valley."
The old man laughed loudly, "Otherwise?"
Zheng Yihu said, "At best, we'll leave our weapons and expel them; at worst, we'll leave them with their heads."
The two old men were already furious. They slowly drew their long swords from their backs and said in a sinister voice, "Boy, come and take the sword."
Zheng Yihu suddenly stretched out his left hand and shouted, "Give it to me!"
Two cold lights flew from the hands of the two old men and landed in Zheng Yihu's hand like lightning. Everyone looked and saw that the cold lights were indeed the long swords of the two old men. The two old men felt as if they had been electrocuted in their palms; their internal energy had failed, and they could no longer
control their swords. Looking down, they found their palms empty, and they were greatly alarmed. At that moment, cheers suddenly erupted from all four sides of the cliff. Instead of retreating, the two old men stepped forward several feet and sneered in unison, "Boy, with your little trickery, you think you can convince us?"
Zheng Yihu sneered, "It seems your worthless blood will stain the fragrant grass of this valley."
The two old men stood side by side, clearly gathering all their strength. The one on the left chuckled sinisterly, "No matter what, boy, you'd better show us something real."
Zheng Yihu laughed loudly, "The two of you are not worthy to fight me." "Saying this, he told He Luyin to go up.
The two old men were already furious, and they shouted at Zheng Yihu, "Boy, you're so arrogant, sending a mere child to insult us old men?"
Zheng Yihu said in a deep voice, "Ambition knows no age, but a lack of ambition is shameful even at a hundred. If you can withstand ten moves, you'll die without regret." He Luyin didn't care and pounced at the same time, with two sharp cries and lightning-fast movements. Small in stature but fast in attack, the two old men were shocked and hastily engaged in battle. The two old men had underestimated their opponent from the beginning, and in their panic, they were truly struck by a palm in the front and back of their bodies in less than ten moves. The blows were as heavy as Mount Tai, and their vision went black. They screamed at the same time and were sent flying more than ten feet away.
Just then, various figures appeared at the foot of the valley walls—men and women, old and young, even monks and nuns, some intact and some not. Though they appeared simultaneously, they were all unrelated, yet all their eyes were fixed on Zheng Yihu. He Luyin, having been vigilant after her victory, suddenly returned to Zheng Yihu's side. At the same time, Headmaster Yue, without restraint, had his wife, children, and disciples approach Zheng Yihu.
Seeing the situation, the Ninth Princess could no longer remain calm and whispered, "Sisters, quickly approach Little Tiger!" Zheng Yihu glanced around, still composed and unperturbed.
As Master Yue approached, he whispered, "Brother, mountain spirits, sea monsters, and strange people have all come."
Zheng Yihu nodded and said, "They've come to find the Chaotic Magnet, but right now they're only attracted by Ayin."
The Ninth Princess asked, "Won't they cause you trouble?"
Zheng Yihu shook his head and said, "Those who want to cause trouble are in the front valley, but they'll be here soon."
Bai Zixian asked, "Is it Madam Huang?"
Zheng Yihu said, "The evil spirits of the Forbidden Valley have all come out in full force, so she must have led them. However, their purpose is probably also the Chaotic Magnet, but once they see me, how could they not cause trouble? Right now, we are her thorn in her side."
Ma Lingling said anxiously, "A large number have already appeared in the forest of the front valley."
Zheng Yihu laughed and said, "Those are our own people. Look, isn't that Sister Yao and the others..." The women were extremely excited when they saw them and greeted them in a sweet voice.
Shen Yao seemed to have anticipated the situation. Her eyes didn't dart around, but she smiled at Zheng Yihu and said, "Little Tiger, quickly greet the guests; all the seniors have arrived."
Zheng Yihu exclaimed, "Sister Yao, what a coincidence!"
Shen Yao smiled and said, "Madam Huang has brought her two disciples and the Forbidden Valley's forces to Zhongnan Mountain. The elders want to see how you handle things; they're not here to help."
Zheng Yihu laughed loudly, "With our own family soldiers and generals, we probably don't need anyone else's help."
A burst of laughter rang out behind him, and Tao Rong, Lü Su, and Shanna said in unison, "Little Tiger, we hope you'll put on a solo act!"
A group of old and young appeared behind them, but unexpectedly, the one leading the way was none other than the Fifth Imperial Uncle. Upon seeing this, Zheng Yihu exclaimed inwardly, "Oh no! Why is Fifth Uncle here in such a dangerous place?" He rushed over and respectfully greeted him from afar, "Fifth Uncle, you shouldn't have come."
Fifth Uncle Zhu laughed heartily, "Child, since ancient times, where has there ever been such a rare and grand scene? It would have been fine if you hadn't told your Fifth Uncle, but you actually blocked my way upon seeing me!"
Zheng Yihu approached quietly and said, "This is a place where evil spirits gather."
Fifth Uncle laughed loudly, "With you protecting me, even the Emperor would want to come!"
Behind Fifth Uncle was an old monk. Zheng Yihu was busy paying his respects, originally... Then came Master Ku, his greatest benefactor. The old monk chuckled and said, "Child, don't worry about me, there's much more to come."
Following behind the old monk were, one after another, the Copper-Headed Old Man, the Big-Potted Old Man, the Four Seas Beggar, and the Nine-Child Granny. But there was also an old woman whom Zheng Yihu didn't recognize. He hurried a few steps, approaching the Four Seas Beggar, and asked, "Beggar, who is that?"
The old monk chuckled softly, "The Holy Mother of Stars, and behind her is her disciple, Geng Xing."
Zheng Yihu exclaimed "Ah!" and walked further back. As he approached the Holy Mother of Stars, the old woman grabbed him and said, "Child, you don't recognize me, do you?"
Zheng Yihu saluted respectfully and said with a smile, "Holy Mother, please forgive this junior for being so impolite."
The Starry Night Holy Mother released her hand and said loudly, "You are the busiest person in the martial arts world, and also the greatest pillar. Child, how could I blame you? Child, hurry, there's no need to entertain the departing figures anymore. Everyone who has come is here for you." She patted Zheng Yihu's shoulder and chuckled as she walked towards the gate.
After that, a large group of young figures arrived, most of whom he recognized and were very close to. He muttered, "They've come too! Ah, 'Eight Desolate Dragons' Cheng Wanli, the Iron Twins, hey, they even brought their eighteen Arhats!"
After the Iron Twins passed, the "Three Swordsmen of the Daylight" Luo Jixian, Qiu Erchun, and Xu Shijun arrived. So many people came in succession that Zheng Yihu saw they were all leaders and elders of various sects, many of whom he had never even met before. Before the reception was even over, Zheng Yihu was astonished to find himself surrounded by the same group of skilled swordsmen he had encountered in Bangkok. He thought to himself, "What wind has blown them here too? No wonder Madam Huang rushed over here; perhaps she sensed that the situation was not going her way."
As he thought this, he ran over and saw several of his close associates: the African swordsman Mooni, the Roman swordsman Peihen, the Persian swordsman Douglas, the Parisian swordsman De Gaulenda, and the British royal swordsman Pidul. Zheng Yihu hurriedly pulled his friends aside, saying, "Gentlemen, let's talk about what happened afterward. Don't move, help me entertain the friends who are coming later."
Pei Heng said, "No need, there are too many to handle. Don't delay important matters. There's a formidable enemy at hand. The Forbidden Valley Evil Sect is outside the valley, with at least three thousand members. Another group is outside the west side of the valley, which is the one you need to eliminate—a group of over a thousand members of the Three Invasion Corps."
Zheng Yihu exclaimed in shock, "The Three Invasion Corps has also entered our country!"
Pei Heng said, "And there's more. To the left of your valley, there's a group of over two thousand Yin Fire Cult members, personally brought by the Yin Fire Ancestor. Although they outwardly cooperate with Madam Huang, they've already fallen out in secret, but their deep hatred for you remains." Zheng Yihu couldn't help but feel nervous. He never dreamed that such a large-scale situation would arise in Zhongnan Mountain.
Pei Heng said, "Don't worry, you have quite a few people too."
Zheng Yihu asked, "Just this many?"
Pei Heng laughed loudly, "Look ahead, aren't they still arriving one after another? They're all your admirers, heroes from the Bangkok rally."
Zheng Yihu looked and saw that more and more people were pouring out, and he exclaimed in surprise, "How many are there?"
Suddenly someone chimed in, "Brother, about four thousand."
Zheng Yihu looked up and saw it was Douglas, and couldn't help but laugh loudly, "Brother Douglas, why are you so late?"
Douglas said, "Given his connections, he's been pulling strings and promoting you everywhere. Most of those who have come so far are thanks to Old Douglas. This Greek is truly a brother to you."
The black man, Laumuni, then laughed loudly, "Don't bother with the reception. Everyone who's come into the valley is here to help you." "Come, everyone truly admires you. Today, the distinctions are very clear; not a single wicked person dares to mingle with us."
Zheng Yihu grabbed Dugis excitedly and said, "Brother Dugis, you've worked so hard..."
These simple words, to the ears of these white friends, were better than any polite compliment. Dugis laughed heartily and said, "Brother, don't stand here anymore. Go back quickly; the elders are all waiting for you in front of the manor. Perhaps they want to hear your strategy for dealing with the enemy."
Zheng Yihu said, "Brother, now that so many friends have come to bolster my morale, I don't need to rack my brains for tricks anymore. I'll just go all out and fight them head-on."
The entire Yue family manor was submerged by the crowd, forming an arc that was fifty feet thick, leaving only a passageway in front of the manor gate. The host was utterly stunned; how could they possibly entertain them? The elders were all on the outermost front, and even they didn't understand why so many people had come to help Zheng Yihu. The reclusive hermits and extraordinary individuals who had initially come to the valley seeking the Chaotic Magnetic Field were now utterly bewildered. Fortunately, they knew this crowd wasn't there to harm them, but there was no doubt they had come at Zheng Yihu's call. They could see that everyone present was a martial arts master, and the crowd included both Black and White people—representing all five continents.
The antiques, unable to resist, had also gathered together, numbering over two hundred, but compared to those helping Zheng Yihu, they were pitifully few. Dugis and the others then accompanied Zheng Yihu back to the manor. Those arriving later loudly called out Feilong's name, while those already there waved and greeted Zheng Yihu. Zheng Yihu was overwhelmed, bowing to those behind and then clasping his hands in thanks to those in front. Upon seeing him arrive, the elders burst into laughter, saying, "Little Tiger, what kind of magic do you possess to summon so many heavenly soldiers and generals?"
Zheng Yihu laughed heartily, "This is because my path is not lonely, and justice will forever prevail among men."
Suddenly, the crowd erupted in shouts: "Flying Dragon... Flying Dragon... Flying Dragon..." The sound shook the entire valley like thunder. Then, someone leaped up and landed before Zheng Yihu like lightning, shouting, "Flying Dragon, I am the chief representative. All the heroes have chosen me to come and request your instructions."
Zheng Yihu saw that he was also a young man and hurriedly asked, "Brother, may I ask your name?"
The young man replied loudly, "I am the third-place winner of the Bangkok Tournament, my name is Hu Panggong, and I am from Siam."
Zheng Yihu cupped his hands and said, "Please go back and convey my humble message to our friends all over the world. Today, we have more than one enemy. If we do not remain calm, chaos will surely ensue. We must first observe the enemy's actions before making a decision."
Hu Panggong shouted, "Sir, surely you have some guiding principles?" Zheng Yihu nodded, then suddenly leaped up and abruptly stopped in mid-air.
This display of lightness skill, which shocked the martial arts world, immediately caused another uproar throughout the valley: "Flying Dragon... Flying Dragon... Flying Dragon..."
Zheng Yihu paused in the air for a moment, then smoothly landed back and forth, speaking in a clear voice to the crowd earnestly: "Friends of justice, today is the grandest battle between good and evil. In such a situation, it is absolutely not the time to show off individual heroism. This is a duel of unity and collective wisdom. If hearts are not united and strength is not aligned, chaos will ensue, and chaos will inevitably lead to defeat. The casualties will be unimaginable. I humbly hope that the friends who have come to help will first remain calm."
He paused, then continued: "Today, there are three groups of evil spirits. They will not be united. We must first see who comes."
At this moment, Hu Panggong shouted loudly: "What if they come?"
Zheng Yihu said: "I am grateful that friends from all over the world have not abandoned me and have come to my aid out of righteousness. However, I have a request, which is that it depends on my actions. When I need to launch a group attack... " "Then everyone, please give it your all, or hold your ground. No one should act rashly."
Hu Panggong shouted, "Alright, with this principle, we won't be in chaos."
Zheng Yihu suddenly increased his internal energy, making a sound that shook the entire valley, and said, "Our greatest hope today is to eliminate all evil sects and rid the world of martial arts of this scourge. We cannot leave any future troubles. Friends, the Three Invasion Gang has entered the valley again. Remember, watch my gestures and listen to my commands..." He suddenly landed on the ground and asked the elders, "May I ask, elders, how many key figures are in the Three Invasion Gang?"
Xingxiu Shengmu eagerly replied, "There are three. Their combined cultivation is equivalent to two Yin Huo Ancestors."
Zheng Yihu bowed deeply and said, "I am honored to learn from you." He turned around, much to the surprise of the group of elders and children, and walked towards the more than two hundred hermits and strange people...
The first one was Master Ku, who was shocked upon seeing him and quickly shouted, "Tiger, come back!" Zheng Yihu ignored him and continued walking with his head held high.
Master Ku stamped his foot and said, "Oh no, he'll provoke those old monsters who can't tell right from wrong."
The other elders were also anxious, but only the Holy Mother of Stars said solemnly, "Old monk, let's just watch and not say anything more."
When the group of eccentric individuals saw Zheng Yihu's unusual expression as he walked away, an elderly man in purple robes with a red face suddenly stepped
forward and asked, "Flying Dragon, with a formidable enemy at hand, have you come to ask for our help? That's out of the question. We've come for the Chaotic Magnetic Field." Zheng Yihu didn't even glance at him, his eyes fixed ahead, continuing to stride confidently past the purple-robed elder, completely ignoring him. The purple-robed elder was deeply embarrassed, but seeing the current situation, who would dare to act rashly? He trembled with anger but dared not make a move. Zheng Yihu waited until he reached the large group of people before speaking in a deep voice: "Esteemed seniors, please listen. In today's situation, within this valley, there are only enemies and friends, good and evil. No second party is allowed to interfere
or cause trouble. If anyone has come specifically to cause chaos, then please leave the valley." The two hundred-odd extraordinary individuals were truly caught in a dilemma. If they stood their ground and didn't intervene, not only would a conflict erupt, but they would also be branded as evil, something none of them wanted to admit. Leaving, however, would mean losing face. Suddenly, an old man in red robes stepped out from the crowd and coldly said to Zheng Yihu: "Flying Dragon, is it because you have the backing of thousands of martial artists that you dare to be so disrespectful?"
Zheng Yihu sneered: "May I ask which side you're on, senior?"
The old man in red robes replied: "Even if I'm against you, so what?"
"Listen carefully, esteemed seniors! Anyone who shares this evil sect's mantle, please step forward. Otherwise, watch this match and return to your superiors immediately." He then took a few steps forward, facing the red-robed elder, and said, "I need no help, not even from my own bandits. However, how many of your accomplices are exceptions? The first match today will
be yours." The red-robed elder chuckled sinisterly, "I am a Qi cultivator from overseas. Even the Supreme Lord dared not openly declare himself my enemy to my face. I never imagined I would be subjected to such disrespect from you today. Very well, let's begin.
" Zheng Yihu slowly extended his hand and said, "I have no time to linger with you, senior. Please accept this move."
Upon seeing this, the red-robed elder's expression hardened, and he said in a deep voice, "You brat want to compete with me in internal strength?"
Zheng Yihu suddenly laughed loudly, "A person whom the Supreme Lord dares not underestimate must be no ordinary person."
The red-robed elder suddenly turned around and shouted to the crowd, "Listen up, people from Sanxian Island! This fight is not about victory or defeat, and I forbid anyone from assisting you. You must all go to Zhongnan Mountain immediately." After he finished speaking, he suddenly released his internal energy, and a purple aura emerged from his palm.
Zheng Yihu's palm remained colorless and formless, but the elder's purple aura was blocked five feet away and could not advance any further. Upon seeing this, everyone present paled, and they all exclaimed in unison, "Supreme True Qi!"
Zheng Yihu suddenly said to the red-robed old man, "If you can force your True Qi in another foot, I will gladly offer you the Chaotic Magnetic Porcelain. Otherwise, leave Zhongnan Mountain immediately."
The red-robed old man had already exerted all his strength. Let alone another foot, he couldn't even advance an inch. He immediately stopped, without even saying a word, turned around, waved his hand, and shouted, "Those from Sanxian Island, follow me out of Zhongnan Mountain!" There were quite a few people following the red-robed old man, actually more than twenty.
Just as this group climbed onto the cliff face, the Antarctic Martial Saint, whom they had seen before, suddenly stepped out from the crowd and said to Zheng Yihu, "Young man, have you obtained the Chaotic Magnetic Particle?"
Zheng Yihu replied loudly, "The object is right here."
The Antarctic Martial Saint sneered, "You've been showing off today because of your numbers!"
Zheng Yihu roared angrily, "Anyone who isn't afraid of death, come and take it! I won't even help my own brothers."
The Antarctic Martial Saint said, "You'll be careful after today." With that, he leaped up and rushed straight towards Zhongnan Mountain.
As soon as the Antarctic Martial Saint left, countless sneers erupted from the crowd, but they too rushed towards Zhongnan Mountain, leaving nothing behind. At that moment, figures surged like a tide in the valley, row upon row, towards the front of the manor. Zheng Yihu saw it clearly and knew that the Three Invasion Group had launched the first attack, so he immediately went out alone to meet them. Upon seeing Xiao Hu's actions, Shen Yao immediately shouted, "Xiao Hu, be careful! The Three Invading Gang has never followed the rules of the martial arts world!"
Zheng Yihu replied, "Sister Yao, please prepare fifty people skilled in acupressure with true qi. I'll need them later. Also, prepare five hundred people to move the corpses. The rest must not move." With that, he moved with lightning speed, rushing half a mile to meet the tide of the Three Invading Gang. With a loud shout, he charged into the demon horde, as if entering an empty field. Seeing that only one young man had come, the Three Invading Gang immediately launched an attack, quickly swallowing Zheng Yihu up in the crowd and disappearing from sight.
The entire martial arts world in front of the manor was completely baffled by Zheng Yihu's intentions. Suddenly, a young man shouted, "The enemy has stopped advancing! Something seems to have happened inside!"
The members of the Three Invading Gang had surrounded Zheng Yihu, clearly captivated by his presence. Gradually, the enemy's ranks tightened, until the center seemed to solidify. The thousands of people in front of the village were both astonished and suspicious, and the hermits and extraordinary individuals on Zhongnan Mountain were also confused. It turned out that Zheng Yihu had thrown out his self-named Chaos Bracelet as he charged into the enemy ranks, instantly attracting four or five men. The enemy, seeing this, assumed Zheng Yihu had used some kind of hidden weapon to injure their comrades, and rushed out to help. Those who went to help were quickly pulled in as well, and so on, attracting more and more men, the suction growing stronger with each addition. In no time, a mountain of men had formed within the enemy ranks.
Zheng Yihu continued to weave through the enemy ranks, neither attacking nor leaving, deliberately creating chaos and giving the enemy no chance to recover. He knew the leader of the Three Invading Group was unknown, but he also knew they couldn't escape the Chaos Bracelet's pull. After less than the time it takes to eat a meal, the enemy had gradually been sucked into the mountain of men, leaving only about fifty men still relentlessly pursuing Zheng Yihu. The old monsters of Zhongnan Mountain finally understood, but they were all secretly astonished. No one dared to reveal the secret, for they knew that if they did, Zheng Yihu would trap their martial arts world atop Zhongnan Mountain.
The elders in front of the manor also saw through the mystery. The Star Saintess solemnly said, "Little Tiger is determined to wipe them all out in one fell swoop. No wonder he forbade anyone to make a move."
Zheng Yihu then lured the remaining enemies chasing him closer to the mountain, leaving not a single one alive. Suddenly, he unleashed his astonishing lightness skill, circling the mountain of people, his ten fingers striking out simultaneously, instantly acupoints on hundreds of people. Shen Yao also promptly dispatched fifty carefully selected men. Seeing that the fifty men hadn't yet approached, Zheng Yihu immediately said, "Attention everyone! Once I've taken the treasure, the enemy will be able to move. However, they'll be temporarily disoriented. You only need to guard the outer circle. Anyone who tries to escape must be knocked down, and be ruthless. Focus on their vital points; don't let a single one escape, lest they cause harm to innocent people."
The fifty acupoint masters responded in unison, spreading out to surround the area. Everyone concentrated their power; the atmosphere was extremely tense, and no one dared to be careless. Suddenly, Zheng Yihu beckoned to the mountain of people. Instantly, a red and white light flew out from the mountain, and the people began to move, fleeing in all directions like wolves and boars. The fifty men shouted in unison, their hand gestures flying, their finger strikes raining down, and the members of the Three Invasion Group fell one after another.
Upon seeing his success, Zheng Yihu turned to Shen Yao and said, "Prepare five hundred experts to quickly transport the corpses to Ghost Gate Gully behind the peak."
This time, before Shen Yao could even speak, all the martial arts practitioners who had come to help had already mobilized, grabbing one by one and rushing towards the back of the South Peak. This thorough approach to eliminating evil chilled the hermits and extraordinary individuals on the peak to the bone, and they all developed a deep fear of Zheng Yihu. They scattered silently, no one daring to harbor any further thoughts of seizing the treasure. After a flurry of activity, not a single member of the Three Invading Gang remained.
At this moment, Master Yue of the Zhongnan Sect approached Zheng Yihu and asked, "Brother, what about the other two groups? Have they made any moves?"
Zheng Yihu replied, "Although those two groups didn't send anyone to spy on the cliffs, none of the Three Invading Gang members escaped. Of course, those outside know. We don't care; if they don't come, we'll launch our attack."
Master Yue said, "Now there's a problem: where will we get so much food?"
Just as they were racking their brains, Hu Panggong approached and said, "Brother Feilong, Ghost Gate Gully has been covered with stones and mud, and the onlookers on the peak have all left."
Zheng Yihu said, "Brother, you've come at the right time. I was just about to discuss something with you."
Hu Panggong asked, "What is it?"
Zheng Yihu said, "With so many friends, what can the host do?"
Hu Panggong laughed loudly, "Why should you worry about that? Everyone has brought provisions."
Zheng Yihu said, "That's too much trouble. As the host, I really feel bad."
Hu Panggong said, "With a formidable enemy at hand, who can think of such things? There's no need to be so polite."
Zheng Yihu said, "Then please tell everyone to eat their provisions. If the enemy doesn't attack, then we'll launch our attack." Hu Panggong
asked, "Which side should we attack first?" Zheng Yihu said, " We'll
attack the Yin Fire Sect first." Hu Panggong said, "Alright, one hour is the limit. If the enemy doesn't come, then we'll launch our attack." 　　Sect Leader Yue knew that the elders hadn't brought any provisions, so he turned around, cupped his hands, and said, "Elders, please come into the manor.
We don't have any provisions."
What's the treat? Let's have something to eat.
The God of the Four Seas came to Zheng Yihu and said, "Xiaohu, what's the next step?"
Zheng Yihu said: "This time we capture the thief first and capture the king first." "
The God of the Four Seas begged: "Be careful of Mrs. Huang sneaking up on us from behind.
Zheng Yihu said: "This is a reason to kill her. Otherwise, due to the face of the Supreme Lord, he would inevitably be restrained when doing so." "
Our Lady of Constellations said: "Son, Mrs. Huang had better not kill her. It would be troublesome to get rid of her two apprentices.
Zheng Yihu shook his head and said: "She will fight tooth and nail to kill her disciple. I'm afraid she won't be able to maintain her restraint by then. However, this junior has already made up her mind. This time she must clear away the troubles in the martial arts world." "
Our Lady of the Stars sighed: "Then it is inevitable that I will fall out with the Supreme Lord.
Zheng Yihu said: "He is responsible for the consequences. If he wanted to save face, he should have dealt with it long ago." "
After not applying, except for the Yue family who was blocked by Zheng Yihu and refused to accompany them, everyone else in the valley was ready and just waiting for Zheng Yihu's order to take action. Zheng Yihu took the lead, leaving the valley at Shenwei (3-5 PM) and heading straight for the left. However, upon reaching a peak, he discovered that the Yin Huo Sect had already vanished. Seeing no trace of the enemy, the martial arts world advocated searching the front. But Zheng Yihu said to Hu Pangong, "The news of the complete elimination of the three invading groups in the valley must have leaked out, and Madam Huang must have retreated in time."
Hu Pangong asked, "Was she afraid?"
Zheng Yihu replied, "It's hard to say. Perhaps there's another conspiracy, but the Yin Huo Sect was certainly scared away by us."
Hu Pangong asked, "What's the next step?"
Zheng Yihu said, "Many people from the martial arts world have come. Ask them to temporarily disperse and search for the enemy, but only in the north, to prevent Madam Huang from defeating them one by one." Hu Pangong said
, "Although we are scattered, we will not lose contact. Once..." " If anything happens, we can gather again immediately,"
Zheng Yihu said. "If there are any scenic spots or historical sites along the way, please tell everyone to visit them. I won't be able to arrive for another month, so we have to part ways for now."
Hu Panggong asked, "Where are you going, hero?"
Zheng Yihu replied, "To investigate the movements of the Yin Huo Sect. If we don't find out about these evil people, the consequences will be more serious than those of Madam Huang." Hu Panggong then bid farewell and left. After all the elders had arrived, Zheng Yihu asked the Starry Night Holy Mother, "Holy Mother, are you going back to the Starry Night Sea?"
The Starry Night Holy Mother shook her head and said, "I am determined to go with the elders to..." "You secretly investigate the enemy's whereabouts, child. The Yin Huo Ancestor must not be allowed to live."
Zheng Yihu said, "This old demon is elusive; now that he's escaped from Zhongnan Valley, it might be difficult to find him."
The Holy Mother shook her head, "Child, you've misjudged him. The more pressure this demon faces, the more defiant he becomes. Now you are his only opponent, and he will be restless and will do everything in his power to eliminate you. He may think you're temporarily retreating because he fears you have the support of the entire martial arts world, but in reality, he's secretly watching you."
Zheng Yihu said, "Then I don't need to waste any more time looking for him."
The Holy Mother said... "Your first priority is to prevent his subordinates from committing evil deeds everywhere; second, you must warn all the major sects to prevent him from targeting each of them individually."
Zheng Yihu asked, "What about Madam Huang?"
The Holy Mother replied, "I have already sent my disciple to Mount Sumeru to invite the Supreme Lord to come out of the mountain himself. If he still ignores me, then I will have no choice but to issue a large-scale martial arts invitation. Once it is issued in the martial arts world, he will have nothing to say afterward.
" Zheng Yihu said, "These are words of affection from the older generation to the older generation. As a junior, the Supreme Lord should already bear the unforgivable sin of indulging his wife in the pursuit of power in the martial arts world." After bidding farewell to the elders ,
he and Dugis, Peiheng, and others continued their journey westward and then northward. They traversed the Qinling Mountains day and night, crossing the Wei River at noon on the fourth day and landing in Wugong City. After only a short rest, they ascended the city walls again. That day, he sent He Luyin, Mudan, and Ma Lingling ahead to scout the way, while he and the others rented several carriages to follow behind. This way, they wouldn't reveal their location, and after lunch, everyone went out to enjoy themselves.
Once on the street, they saw crowds everywhere, almost shoulder to shoulder. Zheng Yihu suddenly sensed something and hurriedly said to Lü Su, "Sister Su, quickly catch up with the sisters and tell them not to get separated."
Lü Su smiled and asked, "What have you discovered?"
Zheng Yihu replied, "Although I haven't seen anything, we must be wary of the God of Spring. His Hidden Heaven Net captures people invisibly. If our people fall into his hands, it will be very troublesome."
After Lü Su left, Shen Yao suddenly approached Zheng Yihu from behind and said, "Little Tiger, something might happen tonight."
Seeing her unusual expression, Zheng Yihu quickly asked, "Sister Yao, what did you see?" Shen
Yao replied, "There are too many people, and they seem to be deliberately keeping their heads down." Zheng Yihu said,
"Everyone is having fun now, let's talk about it when we get back to the shop."
At this moment, Bai Zixian, who was in front, suddenly ran back and said, "Madam Huang has shown herself, but the two young men with her are not Xumizi and the God of Spring. Madam Bai secretly told me that the Supreme Lord has come out of seclusion, and Madam Huang already knows this news."
At this moment, Pei Heng, Du Jisi, and Lao Muni saw them talking and came over to ask, "Why aren't you moving?" Zheng Yihu told them what he knew.
Du Jisi said, "De Gao Hengda and Piduer have crossed the river; they seem to have also discovered something."
Zheng Yihu said, "Old Du, you three should go and call them back quickly; we can't be too scattered."
Du Jisi said, "We outsiders are probably not worth Madam Huang's attention at all. You just need to pay attention to the girls." "I'll go check the riverbank, "
Zheng Yihu said. "Madam Huang probably came by water."
Dugis led the way, but there weren't many boats along the bank, only a few small ones. Dugis noticed Pidul and De Gaohengda coming up from downstream and asked, "Did you see anything?"
Pidul solemnly replied, "Three Yin Huo Sect experts have crossed the river."
Zheng Yihu said, "Both sides are heading towards us. That's good, it'll save us from running around aimlessly." He then waved his hand and said, "Let's go back to the inn. We won't stay tonight; let's leave them both bewildered."
Dugis asked, "Which direction?"
Zheng Yihu said, "Let's talk at the shop."
Back at the shop, the others had arrived one after another, and they decided to head straight to Huangling. However, Zheng Yihu decided to go alone, a decision everyone agreed with. Only the young girl, He Luyin, insisted that Zheng Yihu take her with him, so he agreed.
That night, Zheng Yihu took He Luyin to an inn. It was quite late, and He Luyin was still nestled in Zheng Yihu's arms. Zheng Yihu smiled and said, "It's getting late, you should go to sleep."
He Luyin blushed and whispered, "Brother, can I stay with you tonight?"
Zheng Yihu said in surprise, "You..."
He Luyin whispered, "I see you and the sisters having so much fun, but I'm suffering terribly. I want to..."
Zheng Yihu said, "You're still young, it will hurt a lot."
He Luyin said, "I'm not afraid of pain. I want to be your woman, brother, promise me!" "Okay."
Zheng Yihu pondered for a moment, "If I don't agree, you'll definitely have some ideas. Okay, I agree."
He Luyin said happily, "Brother, you're so good." She hesitated for a moment and said, "Where...where should we start...I don't know anything..."
Zheng Yihu smiled and said, "Take off your pants first."
A hint of shyness flashed across He Luyin's face: "Brother, it's embarrassing."
Zheng Yihu gave her the gentlest smile: "Silly girl, what's there to be shy about in front of your brother?"
He Luyin protested, but her little hands obediently took off her pants. Her snow-white, fragrant little buttocks were slightly raised, and a pink slit was faintly visible between the two snow-white mounds of tender flesh. Zheng Yihu's palm touched her white and tender buttocks and gently pinched them. He Luyin trembled slightly. Zheng Yihu placed his hands on the two mounds of tender flesh and began to caress them with extreme gentleness.
He Luyin couldn't help but pant: "Brother, what are you doing?"
Zheng Yihu lowered his head and gently explored her charming little buttocks with his tongue. He gently licked her glistening red line, eliciting a soft moan from He Luyin. He tenderly turned her over, deftly and quickly unbuttoning her clothes, exposing her delicate upper body. He Luyin's breasts were just beginning to develop, tender and delicate, not yet fully rounded, perhaps due to her petite stature. They appeared very firm, the snow-white and pretty breasts topped with pale pink nipples. Below her flat abdomen was the girl's honeyed vulva, the slightly raised white petals, the soft hair yet to grow, the peach-like petals faintly separated by a red line, at the tip of which a delicate red agate stood erect, what a crystal-clear little beauty.
Zheng Yihu grasped her pert little peaches with both hands, the smooth breasts possessing the unique elasticity of a young girl, with egg-sized pits inside, sliding back and forth with the caress of his palms. He Luyin writhed uncomfortably, "Brother...how could this be...like this...how could you...do this to me..."
His hands roamed freely over her breasts, carefully feeling the beautiful curves of her small breasts. His hands slowly traced the base of her breasts, climbing upwards along the curves. He Luyin's panting grew heavier in response. Finally, his fingers reached the peak, pressing against her nipples, as if pressing the trigger of her desire. Her nipples trembled as if alive. She opened her beautiful, lovely eyes, filled with hazy desire. Her breathing gradually became heavier, her breath sweet as orchids.
Zheng Yihu's nostrils were filled with He Luyin's intoxicating virgin fragrance. He continuously caressed her snow-white, glistening breasts, occasionally kneading and gently pinching her two dazzling, jewel-like nipples with his fingers, slowly kissing her tender breasts. He couldn't help but use both his mouth and hands to caress her breasts. He Luyin let out a long sigh and began to moan softly, like a dream. Zheng Yihu kissed every corner of her chest, gently licking her intoxicating nipples with the tip of his tongue, sucking them slowly and forcefully, and finally, gently biting her shy nipples with his teeth. He Luyin let out a kitten-like moan.
Zheng Yihu lowered his head and rubbed the thin, narrow slit with the edge of his palm. He Luyin shuddered suddenly as he gently licked her clitoris with his tongue, slowly and gently pushing deeper inside. Zheng Yihu gently parted the tight, lovely petals with his hands, and his tongue finally invaded the forbidden land that no one had ever been to before. He Luyin let out a loud moan, and her honeyed orifice gushed out nectar. Zheng Yihu couldn't dodge in time and was sprayed all over his face.
He Luyin was startled, her face flushing red with embarrassment. "Brother, I didn't mean to."
Zheng Yihu didn't seem to care, saying, "It's alright." He Luyin was both happy and shy. She looked at Zheng Yihu, who had taken off his clothes, his lower body displaying an eight- or nine-inch-long member. She felt a mixture
of love and fear. He Luyin's face was already as beautiful as a peach blossom, her heart pounding with excitement. She knew her beloved brother was about to take her virginity. Zheng Yihu grabbed her two slender legs and placed them on his shoulders, his large member pointing directly at her alluring vulva. He asked gently, "Little sister Yin, do you really like your brother?" He Luyin nodded coquettishly.
"Brother is about to make you a real woman. Do you like it?" Zheng Yihu asked again.
He Luyin's eyes lit up as she said, "Of course I like it."
Zheng Yihu nodded and asked again, "It hurts a lot, are you scared?"
He Luyin's eyes showed a determined look, and she shook her head vigorously, "I'm not scared, I've been waiting for this day for a long time, brother, just come on, I'm yours."
Zheng Yihu knew that He Luyin was too young, and her vagina was very tight. No matter how much lubrication she received, she would still feel pain. Now, it was better to end it quickly than to suffer for a long time. He spread He Luyin's legs, lifted her buttocks with his hands, raised his penis, aimed at her vulva, first used the glans to part her labia, and stirred it back and forth in her full and alluring cleft a few times, coating the glans with a layer of vaginal fluid as lubricant. He then aimed at the slightly exposed little red opening and pushed hard, the glans going in and hitting her hymen. With another push, his big penis tore through her thin hymen, opened her tight vagina, and went in more than halfway. He Luyin was in excruciating pain in her lower body, her face pale with agony. She gripped Zheng Yihu's arm tightly, biting her lip, enduring the pain.
"I'm sorry, little Yin, just bear with it for a bit," Zheng Yihu said, his heart filled with pity. He dared not move again, lest he hurt her further. He simply held her tenderly, kissing her face gently, skillfully and gently caressing her smooth breasts, teasing her sensitive spots, letting his penis rub against her clitoris to ease the pain. Sure enough, after a while, He Luyin's pain subsided, her delicate brows furrowed in a blissful light, a feeling she had never experienced before spreading throughout her body.
He Luyin's body twisted, her hands tightly embracing Zheng Yihu's waist, her lower body occasionally thrusting upwards, pumping and gasping for breath: "Brother...it's so itchy down there...Brother...move faster..."
Zheng Yihu continued to caress her breasts with one hand, while holding her slender waist with the other, beginning his thrusting. He thrust in and out relentlessly, drawing out traces of her virgin blood. At first, there was a slight pain, but as his penis withdrew, an unbearable emptiness filled her vagina. She involuntarily arched her hips, anticipating his next caress.
With each thrust, her vagina secreted copious amounts of lubrication, the ample lubrication easing her pain. Her small, fragrant buttocks rose and fell in rhythm with the thrusts. She let out uncontrollable moans of satisfaction, the ceaseless thrusting grinding her until her body went limp, her breath coming in gasps. With the increasingly intense pleasure, her consciousness gradually blurred.
"Ah...ah...oh...oh...brother...oh my god...uh...uh...woo...woo...oh...oh...oh...oh...it feels so good...faster...yes...harder...oh...oh...oh...ah..."
“Ah…ah…brother…ah…so comfortable…mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm…yes…yes…oh…oh…oh…oh…oh…God…it’s…so comfortable…oh…oh…oh…oh…mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm…”
“Ah…ah…ah…ah…mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm…brother…so…good…you…you’re making…sister…so comfortable…mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm…yes…yes…that’s…just…like…I…I…ah…ah…ah…ah…”
Zheng Yihu’s penis was partially exposed. He Luyin’s vagina was too shallow. His penis reached the soft flesh at the deepest part of her vagina. He knew he had reached her cervix. After a few more vigorous thrusts, his penis successfully entered her flower palace. A virgin’s vagina is so narrow and so tight. The flesh of his penis rubbed tightly against the flesh of her vaginal walls without any gap. Her vagina gripped Zheng Yihu’s penis tightly, which made Zheng Yihu feel very good. Zheng Yihu looked down and saw that He Luyin's labia and vaginal opening were completely stretched open by his penis. With the in and out of that big penis, traces of blood and vaginal fluid were brought out. Her labia minora were holding the big penis, and with the in and out of the penis, her two plump labia minora were swallowing and spitting out like lips eating sausage, which was very attractive. Zheng Yihu used more force and moved back and forth quickly, frantically thrusting up and down.
“Ah…ah…that’s…it’s so good…ah…yes…yes…harder…ah…ah…ah…ah…harder…harder…push me…it feels so good…uh…uh…uh…uh…ah…”
“Ah…ah…ah…it feels so good…uh…uh…uh…uh…yes…yes…oh…oh…oh…oh…oh my god…it’s so…good…oh…oh…oh…oh…uh…uh…uh…uh…uh…”
“Ah…ah…that’s…it’s so good…ah…yes…yes…harder…ah…ah…ah…ah…harder…push me…it feels so good…uh…uh…uh…uh…ah…”
“Ah…ah…ah…ah…good…brother…big baby…brother…you…uh…uh…uh…uh…oh…oh…oh…oh…uh…uh…uh…uh…it makes…me…feel so good…me…so happy…uh…uh…uh…uh…uh…uh…uh…uh…uh…uh…uh…uh…uh…I’m going to lose it…I…I…I’m going to lose it…ah…”
Instantly, He Luyin reached her climax, her virgin vaginal fluid gushing out. In response, Zheng Yihu’s semen also poured into her tender uterus. He Luyin convulsed violently a few more times, then collapsed weakly onto the bed. But Zheng Yihu was not satisfied. He stood up and let He Luyin lie on the bed. Looking at her full body, her high breasts, her plump vulva, and her unique pubic hair, his lust suddenly flared up, and his penis became incredibly hard, trembling and thrusting upwards, higher and higher, until finally, it was as hard as iron, standing straight up.
Zheng Yihu kneaded He Luyin's breasts with one hand, while the other reached down to her alluring crotch, caressing and gently tugging at her uniquely charming pubic hair, teasing and playing with her rosy and delicate petals, pinching and rubbing her erect clitoris, inserting his fingers into her newly opened vagina, and occasionally sticking out his tongue to kiss her exquisite lower body. Soon, He Luyin was aroused again, unable to restrain herself.
"It itches... Brother... Come quickly..." He Luyin cried out, lying upright, automatically spreading her legs, revealing her rosy flower, her clitoris standing erect like the stamen in the center of a flower, trembling slightly, hissing and quivering, red and dewy, vivid and captivating.
Zheng Yihu could no longer control himself and pressed down on her. His manhood, as if possessed, accurately found its home, aiming perfectly. With a powerful thrust, it went all the way in. He Luyin let out a soft "Oh," and fell silent, simply thrusting upwards with all her might, coordinating with Zheng Yihu's pumping. Zheng Yihu, in turn, began his frenzied assault.
After a hundred thrusts, He Luyin, experiencing this for the first time, gradually couldn't withstand Zheng Yihu's relentless onslaught. The pain in her lower body gradually subsided, replaced by an overwhelming wave of pleasure. She groaned weakly. Just as He Luyin was savoring the pleasure and pain Zheng Yihu was giving her, his strength and speed suddenly increased dramatically. He even let out a low growl. He Luyin knew Zheng Yihu was about to ejaculate. Zheng Yihu's large hands gripped He Luyin's slender waist tightly, allowing his massive member to penetrate her tender little hole firmly. Under Zheng Yihu's fierce, raging onslaught, the pain in He Luyin's lower body was finally overshadowed by pleasure. Her mind was overwhelmed by the surging tide of pleasure, and she cried out weakly and delicately, "Brother... ah... ah... sister... so happy... sister belongs to brother... ah... brother..."
At this moment, Zheng Yihu's thrusting speed had reached its limit. He held He Luyin's slender waist tightly, and with a powerful slam, his super-thick member viciously thrust into He Luyin's small uterus. He Luyin felt as if Zheng Yihu's huge member was about to pierce through her tender uterine wall. With a deep, powerful roar, Zheng Yihu's member, which was inside He Luyin, shot out a large amount of hot semen with great force. The semen that burned the tender uterine wall made the lovely He Luyin feel so comfortable that she fell into a trance.
Zheng Yihu, however, felt an uncontrollable urge. In no time, his thick member revived within He Luyin's small, tender vagina. He flipped the limp He Luyin over, lifted her buttocks, and began another round of brutal thrusting. He Luyin was already utterly exhausted, only able to stick her buttocks up, her hands weakly gripping the pink sheets, supporting her upper body with her shoulders and cheeks. If Zheng Yihu hadn't been holding her buttocks, she would have been limp on the bed like a dead fish. Although extremely tired, He Luyin, being fiercely dominated by Zheng Yihu, couldn't help but let out weak moans. She used her remaining strength to push her body back, welcoming Zheng Yihu's thrusts. Zheng Yihu, burning with lust, showed no mercy, only relentlessly pounding into the cute little buttocks of twelve-year-old He Luyin.
Suddenly, he released his hands and stroked along He Luyin's back until he reached her delicate breasts, pinching and kneading her small, tender nipples with considerable force. He Luyin's weak gasps were immediately punctuated by moans; Zheng Yihu's actions gave her a sense of conquering bliss. At this moment, Zheng Yihu's thrusts became increasingly violent. He Luyin could no longer hold on; her buttocks were too weak to support her weight, and with another powerful thrust, she collapsed onto the bed, utterly exhausted. Zheng Yihu immediately changed positions, riding on Tingting like a horse, supporting himself with his calves and knees. Thus, Zheng Yihu began another wave of thrusting. Perhaps this position aroused Zheng Yihu's desire to conquer; as he thrust violently, he caressed and rubbed He Luyin's tender skin, his breath coming in heavy gasps.
Exhausted, He Luyin was limp and powerless, and could only let Zheng Yihu ride her at will. She couldn't turn her head to see Zheng Yihu riding her, and could only close her eyes and let out soft moans with Zheng Yihu's fierce thrusts. But she could imagine Zheng Yihu riding her: the handsome Zheng Yihu was riding on her, his strong muscles glistening with sweat, and his big, hot penis was attacking her vagina with an incredibly rapid offensive.
Thinking of this, He Luyin felt a surge of heat throughout her body. She felt like the happiest girl in the world. Under Zheng Yihu's frenzied thrusting, the limp He Luyin slowly drifted into a semi-conscious state. Although the pain and pleasure emanating from her lower body were both intense, the young He Luyin's spirit and strength had reached their limits. In her hazy state, she only felt Zheng Yihu's violent thrusting, like waves bringing her endless pleasure and slight pain. Under Zheng Yihu's onslaught, He Luyin gradually lost consciousness. After another powerful ejaculation by Zheng Yihu, the battle finally ended…
For the next ten days or so, Zheng Yihu continuously irrigated He Luyin's newly opened virgin territory with his semen. He Luyin transformed from a mischievous little girl into a gentle, quiet, and lovely young woman, gaining even more charm.
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Half a month later, Zheng Yihu, accompanied by He Luyin, encountered the God of Spring. This time, Zheng Yihu wouldn't let him escape again, killing him in less than fifty rounds. Unfortunately, he didn't obtain the Hidden Heaven Net, which was clearly taken by Madam Huang herself. However, this plunged the martial arts world into even greater chaos. With the God of Spring's death, Madam Huang was even more enraged, and many righteous figures had already died at her hands. Of course, at the same time, the righteous sects also joined forces to eliminate many evil bandits, and the struggle between good and evil intensified.
Five days later, shocking news arrived: Madam Huang had murdered the Supreme Lord. Madam Bai rushed to his aid but was too late and was instead harmed by Madam Huang. It was rumored that the Supreme Lord had comprehended a martial art called the Death Technique, which he intended to use against the King of Killers. It was a technique that involved mutual destruction, and the Supreme Lord planned to use it to kill his enemy. After learning that her husband had mastered this skill, Madam Huang, out of deep affection, went to see the Supreme Lord. It is said that she even attempted suicide by hanging herself, but unexpectedly, Madam Huang turned on her.
However, "the net of heaven is vast, and though its meshes are wide, it reveals nothing," and Madam Huang ultimately could not escape punishment. A month later, she died by Zheng Yihu's flying sword. The group of evil sects associated with the Forbidden Valley were also wiped out by the righteous martial arts world. The "Yin Huo Sect" and the "Three Invasion Group" were also completely destroyed. However, the righteous martial arts world paid a heavy price; a large number of martial arts masters, including the "Three Heroes of Hedong" and the "Four Heroes of Jianghu," perished in this catastrophe.
The martial arts world finally returned to peace. Two months after Madam Huang's execution, Zheng Yihu, with his beautiful wives and concubines, went into seclusion on a small island. Among his many wives and concubines, there were twenty-five in the "Bai Family Fortress": Bai Zixian's four aunts Qian Xiuyin, Liao Shumin, Chen Yaqin, and Sun Shuna; three aunts Wu Yanhuan, Cai Xianglan, and Jiang Qiuyue; Bai Zixian's mother Zhao Yazi; eight sisters-in-law Xiao Bifeng, Zhao Lizhen, Jiang Peiyu, Ding Qiongxiu, Li Biqin, Lin Bihui, Chen Peiling, and Jiang Cuiwei; three cousins Bai Suhua, Bai Xiuzhu, and Bai Xiuyu; five cousins Bai Sufen, Bai Zifeng, Bai Xiuhuan, Bai Xiuqiong, and Bai Danfeng; and Bai Zixian herself. The "Women's Team" consists of forty-nine members: Shen Yao, Pu Cuihua, Shi Yilian, Zuo Ting, Zhang Xiuyun, Tang Rushuang, Ge Peiru, Zhao Xiumin, Chen Lingzhu, Ji Fengjiao, Huang Yuyan, Zeng Shuyu, Jin Hongyu, Han Cuiyu, Qi Xiaoyan, Shu Bi, Fan Yunfeng, Zeng Tingshan, Wu Yunjuan, Guo Yajuan, Liu Yanhong, Lin Jingzhi, Chen Xiaofen, Yin Cuiyin, Zuo Yanfang, Tang Mingfang, Leng Minghui, Lu Rou, You Feihong, Lin Cuishan, Fang Meijuan, Hua Qiaoxian, Chen Xiumei, Han Fengxian, Hua Yingxiang, Tang Suyun, Lin Daili, Leng Cuihua, Huo Yaohong, He Ying, Cui Meiling, Liu Ruwen, Liang Yufeng, Huang Yueying, Zhou Suyan, Jiang Yuqi, Jiang Mingzhu, Yu Xiaojun, and Li Fangzhi. In addition, there were fourteen others: Ninth Princess Zhu E, Tenth Princess Zhu Rui, Ma Lingling, Tao Rong, Lü Su, Shanna, Monti, Na Ji, Murong Ni, Liu Qingping, Mudan, Zhang Jingxian, Li Junlan, and He Luyin, totaling eighty-eight people.
For this occasion, Zheng Yihu held a grand wedding with a whopping seventy-two brides. Why were there sixteen less? It turned out that the eight aunts, uncles, and sisters-in-law from "Baijiabao" refused to accept any official titles and were therefore excluded from the brides' list. Even so, seventy-two brides was still sensational news in the martial arts world. Although Zheng Yihu kept a low profile, only informing a few close friends, the island was still packed with martial arts enthusiasts who came to witness the ceremony. The excitement on the island lasted for half a month before gradually subsiding. Zheng Yihu, surrounded by beauties, was naturally carefree. As for how he dealt with his group of charming wives and concubines, that was none of anyone else's concern.

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