[Chronicles of the Martial Arts World] (Volume 1, Chapters 4-6)

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Chapter Four: The Third Son of the Di Family, Unparalleled Talent
"Little girl, gets up early in the morning; pulls up her pants to go to the outhouse, but there's someone there, what to do? She has to poop in
her pants..." The fierce battle just now left me feeling refreshed. I held my head high, humming a vulgar song, and
walked along the still winding corridor back to my courtyard.
Hehe... I finally dealt with my biggest threat. If it weren't for my youth and lack of
foundation, I wouldn't have resorted to using my looks to temporarily appease those two sluts.
However, this time the gains were quite good. I feel that I can break through the second level of the *Mastering Women's Heart Sutra* and directly reach the third level
. But I don't know what level I am compared to the martial arts world—am I a martial arts novice or a rising
star? However, my teacher seems to be the highest-ranking military officer in the mansion. I can ask him to tell me about the affairs of the martial arts world and use
that opportunity to deduce things.
After walking for about half an hour, I finally returned to my courtyard.
"Young Master!? You're back now!" Qian'er was sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard washing clothes when she looked up
and was surprised to see me back so quickly. She exclaimed with some delight.
"Yes." "Young Master, I'm back! Qian'er, do you need to wash these clothes yourself? Why didn't you give them to
the maids in the manor?" I looked down at her. As Qian'er bent forward, her pair of snow-white breasts
rolled out like snowballs. I quickly pressed Qian'er down as she tried to get up, pretending to be surprised as I asked.
"Um... Young Master, I want to wash these undergarments myself!" Qian'er looked up, her big eyes
looking at me innocently as she stammered.
"Oh, is that so?!" I nodded, signaling Qian'er to continue. I reached down from Qian'er's collar
and touched a patch of white, tender skin, as smooth as mutton fat. I slowly moved my hand towards Qian'er's two
small nipples, asking in surprise.
"Qian'er, is your bodice transparent?! How come the young master didn't notice?!"
"Ah...ah...Young master...no...Qian'er...Qian'er isn't wearing a bodice...ah..." The inexperienced
girl was no match for my direct teasing. Qian'er moaned softly like a lamb, while
forcefully pressing down on my hands, which were already inside her collar, to stop me from going any further.
I grabbed Qian'er's tender breasts and kneaded them lightly and heavily, while leaning down
to kiss her cherry-like lips.
Qian'er seemed a little surprised by my change today, and opened her eyes wide to look at me. Her teeth were not
guarded, and my tongue broke through them, searching for its kind, and we intertwined.
"Young master...Young master...no...waaaah...don't...don't in the courtyard..." Qian'er's face turned red as she realized what was happening
, and she leaned weakly against me, murmuring softly.
Hey, this little girl is probably still shy. I remember my aunt and sister-in-law daring to stare at each other in broad daylight.
But Qian'er is an innocent little girl, so I'll just go along with her.
I scooped Qian'er up and strode towards the bedroom.
"Hehe... Qian'er, we're inside now!" I teased her. My phoenix eyes
were full of playful amusement as I looked at Qian'er.
"Um... bad young master... bad young master... Qian'er won't come anymore..." Qian'er was easily
embarrassed by my blatant teasing, and her head drooped to her chest, her little hands tightly gripping mine.
"Young master isn't bad, young master wouldn't dare to be bad to my Qian'er!! Hehe..." I lifted
Qian'er's chin, forcing her to look up at me. Qian'er's face was full of shyness, her big eyes
flashing with curiosity and fear about what was about to happen. Seeing her like this, I lowered my head and kissed
Qian'er's lips.
My hands, however, didn't fall. Slowly, I unbuttoned Qian'er's clothes, revealing her beautiful body. I instructed her
to lie flat on my bed, and I looked her up and down. What a lovely face and large breasts! Such
large breasts at such a young age, and even more precious was that she was still a virgin. Thinking that this was the first
virgin I had taken since I came into this world, I felt a sense of pride and joy.
I hurriedly took off my own clothes, and my dragon spear rose proudly, proudly displaying itself
to Qian'er.
"Ah... Young Master..." Qian'er's slender hands, which had been protecting her chest, immediately covered her face after seeing my dragon
, but through her fingers, curiosity and desire for my dragon spear peeked out.
"Hmm." Come and meet your little young master! I chuckled lewdly, pulling Qian'er's small hand to stroke my
penis, letting her hand move up and down on it. At the same time, I instructed her to open her mouth,
forcing the large head of my penis into her mouth, filling her cherry-like lips with soft moans.
"This is called playing the flute. You'll have to practice a lot, understand, Qian'er!" I solemnly admonished
her, while my penis continued to thrust back and forth, gently pumping against her face. I dared not use too much
force, wanting to give Qian'er a perfect first memory.
"Oh...oh...Qian'er understands...Young Master..." Qian'er's large eyes began to sparkle with desire,
instinctively using her tongue and teeth to lightly rub the head of my penis, her small hands gently stroking
the shaft, nodding in obedience.
Hmm, not bad! It seems Qian'er is worth training. Her technique is quite good, though a little
rusty. But with more practice, she'll definitely improve. I'm really looking forward to seeing how far she can go.
Half a cup of tea's time passed, and seeing that Qian'er was getting tired, I gestured for her to lie down. Lying on
top of her, I began searching for her erogenous zones, starting with her earlobe. I gently took
her earlobe into my mouth, and she trembled, her slender hands gripping my back tightly,
emitting a faint moan. After a while, my tongue slowly slid down to her neck, then to her collarbone.
Not bad! Qian'er actually has a pair of beautiful bones. After playing with them for a bit, I slowly slid my tongue down to her
large, white breasts.
"Ugh... Young Master... slower... slower... Young Master... Qian'er is so hot... so hot..." Qian'er...
Qian'er was completely aroused by my teasing, and could only cling to me more tightly, begging for mercy.
"Hmm... Young Master understands, just wait a little longer, Young Master will relieve your fire soon!" I
replied intimately.
My hands grasped Qian'er's tender breasts, slowly kneading them, while my mouth
sucked hard on her nipples.
"No... don't... don't suck anymore... ah... Young Master... sob... don't suck anymore... ah
..." Qian'er could withstand my teasing techniques. Her sacred sanctuary had only been cultivated today, and she was already encountering
an experienced hand like me. How could she resist? She swayed wildly, whimpering and crying out.
I paid no heed to her. At this moment, I intensified my kneading of Qian'er's breasts, occasionally
biting her nipples with my teeth, leaving bite marks on her snow-white sacred ground. After playing with them for a while,
I released Qian'er, and my tongue slowly moved towards her lower abdomen.
"Waaah... Young Master... Qian'er is going to die... Young Master... Waaah..." Qian'er was already
babbling incoherently from my teasing, her little hands leaving scratches on my back. This little brat, hmph,
I'll teach you a lesson later.
I knelt down between Qian'er's legs, lifting them to open her peach garden entrance. I saw lush grass all around
, but a muddy path led to a secluded spot. I lowered my head and kissed Qian'er's peach garden.
"Ah... Ah... Ah... No... No... Young Master... Don't lick anymore... Young Master...
Qian'er... Waaah... Qian'er is going to die... No..." Qian'er trembled from my stimulation,
her jade legs swaying from side to side, trying to escape my licking. Her long black hair was scattered on the bed, her face full
of pleading moans.
I held Qian'er's crotch firmly, my tongue occasionally tracing the opening of her peach blossom spring,
wandering around it, sometimes even flicking out to widen the opening, teasing the clitoris, and gently sucking
on it.
"Ah...ah...I'm coming...I'm coming...Young Master...Good Young Master...Qian'er is lost...lost
...ah..." Qian'er was powerless to resist, only able to let me do as I pleased, her mouth emitting high-pitched, lustful cries,
her jade body swaying up and down like a mermaid just out of the water.
I saw the peach blossom spring overflowing, a pair of virgins spraying towards me, I couldn't dodge in time, and
my mouth was full of it. I wanted to spit it out, but then I remembered that the "Manipulation Manual" could not only be absorbed by the penis,
but also digested and circulated true energy by eating it. At the same time, I felt that apart from a slightly astringent taste, there was no other strange
taste, so I swallowed it all with a gulp and continued to bury my head, teasing Qian'er.
"Hoo...hoo...Young Master...Qian'er...are you flying...it feels so good...ah...ah
..." Qian'er had completely adapted to this intense pleasure, moaning softly.
Feeling that the time was right, I got up, took out my dragon spear, smeared some of my semen on the head
, and then, pretending to stare blankly at the entrance, pointed it at Qian'er's hole.
"Ah...Mother! You've come!"
"Ah!? What...Second Madam, Xiao Qian...waaa...it hurts...ah ah...Young Master...you're killing
Qian'er...take it out...it hurts...no..." Qian'er was startled, truly thinking her mother had caught her
in bed with another man, but she didn't expect me to distract her. My dragon spear was inserted all the way to the root, of course, about three fingers
wide. I dared not insert it completely; if I pierced her uterus, I would be dumbfounded.
"Waaah... Young Master... Qian'er won't come anymore... Waaah... It hurts so much... Young Master, please pull it out...
Ugh..." Qian'er cried out in pain, begging for mercy. After all, even
an adult couldn't handle my enormous size, let alone a little girl like her.
"Oh, don't worry! Qian'er, it'll be fine in a little while!!" I bent down and continued to kiss and tease Qian'er
's breasts, kneading her nipples with one hand to ease her pain.
"Ugh... Ugh... Young Master..." After the initial pain, Qian'er's
desire was rekindled by my teasing, and she let me continue to lick her.
Seeing that Qian'er had adjusted to my length, I gently moved my lower body.
"Mmm...mmm...Young Master...ah...ah ah...mmm...so good...Qian'er is flying...Qian'er
is lost...gone...gone...Young Master...ah ah ah..." Just as Qian'er calmed down, my thrusting allowed
her to experience the true pleasure of being a woman. After dozens more thrusts, Qian'er let out a long moan and climaxed.
I immediately focused my energy in my dantian and silently circulated the *Manipulating the Woman's Heart Sutra* to absorb all the virginity. This was
because she was a virgin, which was quite rare. Moreover, Qian'er's constitution was particularly beneficial to this kind of yin-yang intercourse technique, so I
dared not be negligent. At the same time, I continued thrusting, wanting to obtain more virginity.
Half an hour later, after Qian'er's fifth climax, I stopped thrusting. After all, Qian'er had just lost
her virginity, and too much intercourse would be bad for her future. Today was my limit. Having absorbed the virgin's virginity, I was already
showing signs of advancing towards the fourth level of the *Manipulating the Woman's Heart Sutra*. He glanced at Qian'er, who was fast asleep on the bed
, then casually grabbed the sheet and covered her body before continuing to solidify his practice of the *Manipulation Manual*.
The *Manipulation Manual*, originally named *Nameless Heart Method*, originated from a teacher within the manor for unknown reasons. It records
the union of Yin and Yang, extracting their essence to cultivate true Qi for personal use. However, it has three realms: the first
realm is the Essence Realm, slowly advanced through male-female intercourse; the second realm is the Divine Realm, unknown; and the third realm is the Qi Realm,
unknown. He was currently at the third level of the first realm, which has nine levels in total—a long and arduous journey. After several cycles
, the *Manipulation Manual* finally stabilized at the late third stage. The next step would be the fourth level, but despite possessing true
Qi, he didn't know how to use it. It was truly like sitting on a mountain of gold without being able to use it.
After finishing my practice, I went out into the courtyard and instructed the servants to prepare water for my bath and lunch. I was
about to have lunch after my bath when I returned to my bedroom. I found that Qian'er was already awake. Her big eyes flashed with a mature light.
The transformation from a girl to a woman had indeed made Qian'er grow up quite a bit. When she saw me come in, she quickly tried to get up to greet me, but
I waved my hand, indicating that she didn't need to.
"Qian'er, the young master just instructed the servants to prepare a bath, saying we should take a bath first!" Without allowing
Qian'er to object, I directly pulled back the covers, picked her up, and headed towards the washroom.
All the way, Qian'er's big eyes blinked and stared at me, her small, cherry-red lips pouting
, seemingly lost in thought.
Upon reaching the washroom, I patted Qian'er's plump little bottom, indicating she could get into the tub to bathe.
After taking off my clothes, I comfortably lay in the huge tub, letting Qian'er massage and knead me, loosening my muscles.
"Young master..." Qian'er said hesitantly during the massage.
"What is it?!" I asked lazily. Qian'er's massage was superb, far better than any sauna in my previous life
, allowing me to completely enjoy the feeling of relaxation and fatigue.
"Hmm... Young Master, Qian'er is yours now, please don't dislike her..." Qian'er said
pitifully, her big eyes looking at me with pleading eyes as I massaged her, like a puppy about to be abandoned by its owner, her eyes
filled with expectation.
"Hehe... Silly girl, how could Young Master not want you? Young Master cherishes you too much!" I couldn't help but
chuckle, hugging Qian'er with one arm and teasing her all over.
"No... no... Young Master... ah... it hurts..." Qian'er was aroused by my teasing, but
as soon as she pulled away from my crotch, a sharp pain shot through her, making her face contort slightly, probably because the passion from before
hadn't fully subsided.
"Hmm! Then you should rest well, don't do anything for the next few days!" Seeing Qian'er in so much pain, I
felt a pang of heartache and told her to rest well, while I got up, picked up the clean, moon-white robe and underwear I had prepared
, and put them on.
Seeing that I was done washing, Qian'er also hurriedly got up and put on the clothes I had prepared for her.
"Young Master, this outfit!?" Qian'er asked, her face flushed, after putting on the clothes.
I had chosen the smallest maid's uniform, then shortened the skirt, making it look like
a tight-fitting dress from my previous life, only reaching her upper thighs. Combined with her youthful face and large breasts, it accentuated her
hot figure. Having just consummated her marriage, Qian'er possessed a mature woman's charm, her alluring eyes and shy expression
igniting a surge of desire within me. I almost wanted to take her right then and there, but I restrained myself and instructed her
,
"Wear this outfit when you're in the courtyard. Otherwise, continue wearing your usual clothes!"
"Yes, Young Master!!" Qian'er breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing my words. Thankfully, she wasn't going to have to
walk around the manor in this outfit. Thinking of that, her pretty face turned even redder.
"Alright, stop thinking nonsense, let's go have dinner with the young master!" I nodded to Qian'er and walked towards the living room
.
The food in the living room was already prepared, and I had already told them not to serve me, so naturally only
Qian'er and I were in the living room.
After eating and drinking to our hearts' content, I rubbed my stomach and looked at Qian'er.
I saw that Qian'er's tight dress was completely stretched up to her buttocks, and a pink underpants were exposed between her legs
. Her small buttocks were compressed into an oval shape, and Qian'er's huge breasts were bursting out, with two nipples completely
protruding from her upper body. Her pink bodice could not contain her magnificent breasts, making my mouth dry.
"Young master!? What's wrong? Are you not feeling well...?!" Qian'er saw me staring straight at her and
asked with some concern, while leaning down to touch my forehead.
My goodness! This newly deflowered girl already possesses the allure of a young woman. As she bent over, her
enormous breasts were fully exposed, the contrast between her fair skin and pink bodice striking. Her tight-fitting dress
further accentuated Qian'er's fiery figure. I couldn't resist any longer; I scooped her up and forcefully kissed her.
"Ah... Young Master... you... sob..." Qian'er, about to speak, was silenced by my lips, letting out
a whimper.
I kneaded Qian'er's breasts forcefully with both hands, occasionally squeezing her
nipples with my nails. After a while, one hand slid down her pink back to her round, pert
buttocks, kneading and slapping them vigorously.
"Ah...ah...Young Master...no...Young Master...uh...Young Master...Qian'er's lower body still hurts
so much...Young Master..." Qian'er weakly enjoyed the pleasure I brought her, but the waves of pain in her lower body
forced her to speak.
"Hmm...alright! I'll let you go today!" After kissing Qian'er hard again, I released her helplessly
.
"Huff...huff...thank you, Young Master, I knew you cared for Qian'er!! Hehe..." Qian'er was
a little out of breath from my kisses, calmed her chest, and then flattered me.
At the same time, she bent down and knelt between my legs, lifted the hem of my robe, unbuttoned my underwear, took out my
huge penis and took it into her mouth, while her hands moved up and down stroking it.
"Oh!? Huff..." Indeed, Qian'er's sudden sneak attack almost made me lose face, but
after my dragon spear entered combat mode, waves of pleasure surged through me. This little girl is truly a natural seductress; she
's already mastered the art of blowjobs so well on our second time. Qian'er occasionally used her thin, cherry-red lips to hook around my dragon neck and tease it,
while her other hand gently caressed my testicles.
"Hiss... Huff..." This technique made me gasp. Although it wasn't top-tier blowjob,
I think not many people could withstand it. Moreover, Qian'er was lying under my robe; if she were to blowjob
while innocently staring at the person being blown at, I suspect she might actually make the person ejaculate.
After blowing for almost the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, I pulled Qian'er up, feeling that I had enjoyed it enough. Although I hadn't ejaculated,
my desire had lessened considerably compared to the beginning.
"Young Master... I'm sorry, it's Qian'er's fault for not being able to let you enjoy yourself!" Qian'er said
aggrievedly, looking like she was saying, "I was wrong, so please punish me."
"Hehe... Alright, you've done well enough, Young Master won't blame you! Go and rest, Young Master
wants to go out for a walk today!" I said with a smile, touching Qian'er's pretty face.
"Oh, then Qian'er will prepare dinner and wait for you to return, young master!" Qian'er
said excitedly, seeing that I hadn't punished her.
"Okay! That's all, go ahead!" I nodded, told Qian'er to rest, and then returned to my bedroom . I
casually took one hundred taels of silver from my little treasury and headed out of the mansion.
I once again admired the architect of the mansion's magnificent corridors, because it took me a full
hour to get out of the mansion. I was speechless. If I hadn't remembered the direction I left the mansion in the right direction, I would have wondered if I had
entered a maze. At the same time, I also began to doubt the time it took. Even if there were many corridors in the mansion
, if the area of the mansion was small, it shouldn't have taken almost an hour to get out. Could this world be
infinitely large?!
With these questions in mind, I finally walked out of the mansion. Just as I stepped out of the gate, a series of sounds came from behind me, (# ‵′)
Damn! Was there a soundproof barrier set up inside the mansion? It even looked like a KTV room. Actually, no. As
the residence of the most powerful and influential person in Dali City, who would dare use inferior materials to deceive people? It turned out that the building
stones were all mixed with a special attractant mineral, which explained what I was seeing.
Outside the mansion, the two guards at the gate gave me a cold glance before continuing their work, keeping a watchful eye on
anyone who posed a threat to the mansion.
Damn it, I'm the third young master of this mansion! Looking at me like that, are you blind? Recalling
the guards' respectful attitude towards my elder brothers, I couldn't help but feel indignant. But then I thought, how could I
lower myself to their level?! Once my divine skills are fully developed, wiping you all out will be a piece of cake! " Then I'll use
that thick wooden stick, as thick as a table leg, to smash your asses open. See what kind of expressions you'll have then, hehe..." Thinking of the filthy
things, a sly smile crept onto my lips.
"Yunnan specialty, Xuanwei ham! Everyone come and buy! Only one available, no other branches..."
"The holy medicine of the martial world—Yunnan Baiyao, an essential item for traveling the martial world! Sir, would you like a bottle
?" I was utterly dumbfounded...
"The finest Pu'er tea, freshly picked from the mountain! Come and buy if you want some..."
"..."
"..."
The shouts of vendors made me feel like I was back in modern times, so familiar, haha...
I finally managed to get out today, I need to properly explore this Yunnan city, but I don't know which
places are fun yet, I'll have to ask around. But the best place to ask around is probably a teahouse, hmm! The teahouse across
the street—not because it was crowded, but because it was the best. Compared to other buildings, its
exterior was exceptional, let alone the interior. Thinking this, I stepped inside.
"Young master, please come in! Are you here to see someone, or for tea?" As soon as I entered, a
waiter in blue robes approached and asked.
"Tea!" I replied, looking around. Not bad! The first-floor hall was tastefully decorated, with several landscape paintings
and potted plants placed perfectly. The tables were spaced far apart, clearly to allow customers to better converse
while drinking tea.
"Would you like tea on the first floor or the second?" the waiter continued.
"Hmm, the second floor, please! Lead the way!" I nodded and followed him upstairs, choosing a
table by the window. From here, I could see a panoramic view of the street. Excellent! I liked it!
"Young master, what kind of tea would you like? We have Pu'er, Tieguanyin, Longjing, Biluochun..."
the servant in blue patiently reported to me one by one.
"Hmm, give me a pot of Pu'er! And a few desserts..." I casually ordered, while observing
the pedestrians on the street. The street's architecture resembled that of the Song Dynasty, magnificent and varied, presenting a delicate and graceful
style. Moreover, the various complex forms of palaces, terraces, towers, and pavilions were magnified, adding a touch of
grandeur and magnificence that was absent in the Song Dynasty.
"Young master, please!" the servant in blue bowed and invited me after bringing me a pot of tea and desserts.
"Hmm, tell me what fun things there are to do in Dali City. If you describe them in detail, I'll
reward you with these two taels of silver!" I took out one tael of silver, waved it in front of the servant in blue, placed it on the table, and smiled.
"Hmm! Young master, you're not joking, are you?" The servant swallowed hard, his eyes gleaming as he looked at the silver
.
"Do I look like I'm joking?" I frowned.
"Yes, yes... Young master, then let me tell you!" The servant quickly lowered his head, saying he wouldn't dare, and then nodded as he began
to introduce the
various places to visit in Dali. "There are so many places to visit in Dali, such as the Three Pagodas of Chongsheng Temple, backed by Cangshan Mountain and facing Erhai Lake.
The three pagodas consist of one large and two small pagodas, standing in a tripod formation, majestic and magnificent from afar; Weishan and Weibaoshan,
with their undulating peaks stretching for dozens of miles. The mountains are lush with green trees, the ground shimmering with blue clouds, and flowers blooming in vibrant colors, and there are also..." As he spoke
of the places to visit in Dali, the servant described them one by one, his face beaming with excitement.
"Hmm, I know almost everything. By the way, do you know how big Dali really is?" I
gestured for the servant to take the silver and asked casually.
"How old!? This... young master, I don't know. Anyway, I've never left Dali
City since I was born, so I can't tell you my exact age. But the shopkeeper said that if we drive horses, we can probably
leave the city in about a day." The servant hesitated, but finally told me the truth.
"What... a whole day to leave the city..." I was a little shocked. Even a poor horse
would travel 500 li in a day, right? Aren't famous horses supposed to travel 1,000 li a day? Then I thought a poor horse
could probably travel that far. This world is too big, I couldn't help but sigh.
"Wow... fairy, everyone come and see..."
"Wow... wife, come and see the Queen Mother..."
"Fairy sister... can you grant me a wish..."
"..."
Suddenly there was a commotion outside the window. The servant and I were attracted by the situation outside the window and looked out together
.
We saw a stunningly beautiful woman standing on the tower, her ethereal figure looking into the distance with a holy expression. I (# ‵′)
Damn, wasn't I supposed to be in a martial arts world? Or is
this some kind of fantasy world?! I suddenly felt like I'd been relegated to the sidelines, a bit panicked. After all, I should have different plans for different worlds. Suddenly, the stunningly beautiful woman turned and looked at me . She was so
...so beautiful! It reminded me of a poem, so I gazed at her and gently recited, shaking my head:
"Her form is like a startled swan, graceful as a swimming dragon, radiant as autumn chrysanthemums, flourishing as spring pines. Faintly, like light clouds
veiling the moon, drifting like swirling snow in the wind. From afar, she shines like the rising sun at dawn..."
The stunningly beautiful woman lightly touched the ground with her jade-like feet and flew towards our teahouse. However, she used
the eaves to leap into the air again, making me breathe a sigh of relief. Thank goodness it was light-footed skill; if it were a fantasy world, she probably could have flown right over. I
was somewhat relieved, but why was she flying over here?! Could she have overheard what I said?
What if she thought I was a lecher and castrated me?! My heart, which had just settled, jumped again.
"You wrote that poem?!" A soft voice, clear and melodious like a phoenix's cry, rang out. A stunningly
beautiful woman had entered the teahouse and asked me hastily.
"Yes, yes... Fairy, it was this young master who wrote it, we all heard it..." A fat, greasy
merchant hurriedly replied, drooling and staring intently at the beautiful woman.
You fatso, what have I done to you? I don't object to you wanting to seduce her, but don't try to cling to me, you...you...seemingly
lewd... Seeing everyone staring at me, I couldn't deny it, so I forced a reply.
"That's right, it was me! My lady, it was entirely from the bottom of my heart, without the slightest intention of disrespect. I
hope you'll forgive me..." I could only pretend to be a scholar, greeting her with Confucian etiquette, hoping to get away with it
.
"Hmm... then consider this your reward..." The stunningly beautiful woman pondered for a moment, tossed me a book,
and then gracefully departed.
I took the book without even glancing at it and immediately ran away, heading home. This is what you call an unexpected disaster! What does it have to do with me
? I'd better get out of here quickly, or I'll be blocked by everyone else... Luckily, the stunningly beautiful woman threw the book quickly enough that no one saw
it. Otherwise, someone might have thought it was an elixir, and I'd be determined to find it even if they wanted to.
"Ah... wasn't that Ji Wushuang, the current Holy Maiden of the Holy Sect?! What's she doing in Dali?!"
A burly man dressed like a江湖人 (jianghu person, a term referring to people from the martial arts world) asked in confusion.
"That's right! It's rumored that the current Holy Maiden of the Holy Sect is the most beautiful woman in the world, and it seems that's true!!" A
man dressed similarly but slightly thinner replied.
"By the way, it seems someone just recited a poem: 'Her form is like a startled swan, graceful as a swimming dragon, radiant as autumn
chrysanthemums, flourishing as spring pines. Faintly like light clouds veiling the moon, drifting like swirling snow in the wind. Viewed from afar, she shines like the
rising sun at dawn.' Such beautiful lines are worthy of such a beauty... By the way, do you know who wrote it?!"
The burly man, pretending to be a scholar, asked.
"I heard it was a young master, apparently from the current city lord's mansion. Someone knows him; he's the third son of the head of the Di family
—Di Shitian!!" A martial arts expert beside him hurriedly replied.
Leaving the teahouse, I hurried towards the mansion. Sigh… I wanted to keep a low profile, but alas…
within half a day of my departure, almost everyone in Dali City knew that the third son of the Di family was exceptionally talented and handsome, with unparalleled poetic talent.
Someone even composed a poem: “The Di family has a third son, whose talent and looks are unmatched; if the Di son were to grace his heart, his fame would spread far and wide in his lifetime.”
…
To find out what happens next, please read the next chapter, “Peerless Talent, First Glimpse of Brilliance”
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Regarding some readers' comments that this story is too harem-like and wish-fulfillment-heavy, while I can ensure
the protagonist remains faithful to one woman, the sexual pleasure for most readers is lost. Since I'm publishing on sis, I not
only have to control the plot but also address the ultimate purpose for readers. What do you all
think?
Alright, enough said. I'll continue updating Chapter 5, "Peerless Talent, First Glimpse of Brilliance." Welcome all
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Chapter 5 Peerless Talent, First Glimpse of Brilliance
Back in my mansion, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. I straightened my moon-white robe, tidied
my slightly disheveled hair, and walked towards my courtyard.
Looking around and finding no one else nearby, I took out
the book the stunningly beautiful woman had tossed me and began to read it. The book was somewhat worn, resembling a manuscript, with a
small figure drawing a sword-wielding figure on it. The cover bore four large characters: "Holy Gate Sword Technique.
" Could it be a sword manual? It seems the saying "misfortune may be a blessing in disguise" holds
true. I suppressed the urge to read it immediately; it wasn't safe here. It would be better to return to my courtyard
.
But why would the current Holy Maiden of the Holy Gate, Ji Wushuang, toss me this book?! While it would
n't be unreasonable to consider it payment for my poem, what do people in the martial world value most?! Martial arts manuals! No one would willingly
exchange a manual for a poem; only a fool would do that. But that stunningly beautiful Ji Wushuang
doesn't seem foolish! Could she have taken a liking to my beauty…?! She wanted to seduce me, but found there were too many people around and couldn't
make a move, so she left the sword manual as a way to meet again later! Or perhaps she wanted to shift the blame, claiming in the martial arts world that she, Di Shitian, had obtained
a peerless sword manual, and that after practicing it, she would immediately become a first-rate master, inviting fellow martial artists to discuss
the ownership of the manual with her.
Sigh… there are indeed many problems. Why are all beautiful girls so smart?! If they were all like Qian…
"As long as my son is doing well," I thought with a touch of helplessness, suppressing my racing thoughts and quickly heading towards the courtyard.
"Young Master! You're back so early!?" Qian'er, still wearing the tight-fitting dress I'd given her,
asked with a mixture of surprise and delight.
At that moment, however, I had no intention of admiring Qian'er's beauty. I simply nodded and greeted her, instructing that
no one else was allowed in my room, before entering my bedroom and locking the door.
"Understood, Young Master!" Qian'er nodded in response, seeing my serious expression.
She continued her needlework, embroidering a sachet, a faint smile of happiness playing on her lips.
Back in my bedroom, I hurriedly opened the *Sacred Gate Sword Technique*, only to find a warning on the first line: "
Those who are not members of the Sacred Gate and attempt to practice this sword manual will suffer a qi deviation, their meridians ruptured, and they will die. Beware! Beware…
Really?!" For a moment, I was dumbfounded. I thought I had really gotten a great deal,
but I didn't expect that I was the biggest fool. Not only had I exposed myself, but my poem, "The Emperor's family has a third son, whose
talent and looks are unparalleled; if he were to be favored by the Emperor, his fame would spread far and wide in his lifetime," had caused quite a stir. Although fame was a good thing,
I didn't have the strength to back it up. If my older brothers became jealous, wouldn't I be constantly being bullied?!
I wasn't afraid, but it was still troublesome. Sigh...
Thinking about this, my head was spinning. I shook my head violently to calm myself down and continued reading. I discovered that
each sword move was accompanied by a movement technique. There were a total of thirty-six sword moves, but only thirty-three movement techniques. The last
three sword moves were the "Heaven, Earth, and Man" moves. These three moves had earth-shattering power, and those who had not reached the Innate Realm
could only unleash seventy percent of their power if they forcibly used them, and they might even break their swords and die afterwards. Therefore, there were no corresponding movement
techniques.
With a single strike, the wind and clouds changed color, and heaven and earth trembled. It possessed a power unfathomable to gods and demons. I somewhat dreamed of the day I
could possess such strength; then I would be so arrogant. Wiping the drool from the corner of my mouth, what to do now!? The sword manual said that
it should not be practiced by those who are not from the Holy Sect. I guess it should be paired with the Holy Sect's inner scriptures to complement it. I
wonder if I can use the "Heart Sutra of Controlling Women" to activate this sword technique. I'll just try it and see. I won't force it. If it doesn't work,
so be it. I encouraged myself.
Okay, first I'll memorize the *Sacred Gate Sword Manual*. So I hastily memorized it
, and after about half a cup of tea's time, I finally managed to memorize the last move, "Heavenly Sword." Then
I picked up a tinderbox and burned the book—it wouldn't be professional if I didn't…
But I immediately regretted it and rushed to put out the fire, only to find that the *Sacred Gate Sword Manual* had already turned
to ashes. Taking it out turned to dust and vanished. Ugh… damn it! I quickly tried to recall
the contents of the *Sacred Gate Sword Manual*, and found that my impression was very clear, and my memory was pretty good. Otherwise, I really wouldn't be professional.
I walked to the right side of the bedroom bookcase and rotated the protruding section on the right. A creaking sound came from the bookcase moving
. The entrance was only about half a meter wide. Looking down, I saw a spacious martial arts training ground, about
the size of a basketball court, surrounded by hard rock. A stone staircase spiraled down. I lit a tinderbox and
pressed the rightmost stone on the top step. Again, a creaking sound, and the bookcase moved back into place. I used the tinderbox to
light the oil lamps in the training ground. The brightness was surprisingly comparable to modern fluorescent lights. Wow… I couldn't help but
marvel.
Alright, now I need to test my swordsmanship and movement techniques. Hmm! Let's try movement techniques first. To be honest, movement techniques only
involve directing internal energy down the legs and then adjusting the amount of internal energy in the meridians to achieve control. Swordsmanship, on the other hand, requires
circulating the entire body. What if something goes wrong? I'd be a vegetable!
I took a deep breath and, following the flow of true energy in the *Sacred Sword Manual*, slowly guided the true energy in my dantian
towards the acupoints shown in the diagram. Now, I stomped my feet on the ground and leaped forward.
Ouch...ouch... Because it was my first time experiencing the sensation of flying, I couldn't maintain my balance at all.
I landed face-first, nearly hitting the ground. Immediately after landing, I continued circulating my
true energy and slapped the ground with my hands, launching myself back into the air in a semi-parabolic arc. I forcibly twisted in mid-air to weaken
the force of my true energy, then used another slap to slowly back away, skimming the ground.
This...this is lightness skill?! I looked at my hands with trembling hands. I could finally use my inner strength. I finally
knew martial arts...
I finally knew martial arts...
I knew martial arts... I
knew martial arts...
After a burst of shouts, echoes came from the underground training ground. After the ecstasy, I realized that I had only just learned to walk
, and even my walking posture was not correct. I felt a little ashamed. I suppressed the distracting thoughts in my mind and confidently
swung the swordsmanship in the "Sacred Gate Sword Manual".
The first move, "The Serpent Emerges from its Cave," combined with my footwork, I felt after repeated practice that I should add a few
feints. This would make "The Serpent Emerges" even more powerful, at least to confuse the opponent's vision and then strike
unexpectedly. After repeated modifications, the first move in the "Sacred Gate Sword Manual" was completely changed beyond recognition.
If it wasn't activated by the "Sacred Gate Heart Sutra," outsiders wouldn't know what kind of sword technique it was. But since I was using the "Ruling
the Woman Heart Sutra," even members of the Sacred Gate wouldn't be able to detect it. That's right, from now on, I won't be considered an enemy by members of the Sacred Gate in the martial world
.
After repeatedly practicing the first move, I was finally able to execute it somewhat skillfully. The move "Serpent's Movement"
was wielded by me like a three-headed snake, producing two additional afterimages. If my inner energy were a little stronger and my technique a
little more refined, I imagine the two afterimages would solidify. And as my skill deepened, the snake shadows I unleashed would
eventually fill the sky—just thinking about it was exhilarating! The enemy wouldn't be able to distinguish between reality and illusion before being swallowed whole by my snake shadows.
Haha, it seems I do have a talent for martial arts. However, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step; I still need to master
the fundamentals. I practiced my body movements and swordsmanship step by step, repeatedly.
Time flew by. When I realized my inner energy was almost depleted, I took off
the samurai uniform I had changed into after leaving the training ground, put on a moon-white robe, and returned to my bedroom. The moon was already high in the sky. Looking at the table…
The hourglass had already ticked down to 7 PM, so I left the bedroom and found Qian'er still sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard,
dutifully guarding the bedroom for me.
"Ah! Young Master, you're out! Are you hungry?! I'll reheat your food right away!"
Hearing the door open and seeing I was out of the bedroom, Qian'er immediately offered to reheat the food, heading
towards the kitchen.
"Hmm! No need, Young Master is eating at Mother's today, you eat by yourself!" Seeing Qian'er's
eagerness, I called her back and pulled her into my arms.
"Achoo..." Qian'er shivered as soon as I held her. It turned out that
Qian'er, wearing a tight dress, had caught a chill from sitting on the stone bench and was feeling a bit cold, yet she was pretending to be calm while reheating the food for me, which touched me deeply. I
picked her up and carried her towards the bedroom.
"Young Master... Young Master... no..." Qian'er thought I was going to do something naughty to her again and moaned with a hint of arousal
.
"Silly girl, you caught a cold and didn't even put on more clothes. Do you think the young master will blame you?!" I
put Qian'er in my bed, covered her with the blanket, kissed her forehead, pinched her delicate nose, and comforted
her.
"Young master... oh... young master... you're so good... oh oh..." Qian'er was moved by my actions and words
. She sat up and hugged my head tightly, deeply moved, sobbing with gratitude.
Qian'er's large breasts pressed deeply against my face, and the fragrance of her breasts filled my nostrils. I couldn't help but open my mouth
and bite and nibble on Qian'er's tender breasts. My hands were not to be outdone, kneading and rubbing her breasts.
"Oh oh... uh... young master... you... don't... don't bite anymore..." Qian'er's hands
loosened their grip on me, but she still let me continue to lick and nibble on her white and tender breasts, gritting her teeth and moaning softly.
After kneading her a bit more, I decided to let her go. After all, she'd only just lost her virginity today, so I couldn't be too reckless; I had to be
restrained.
"Rest well, Qian'er. I'll tell the cooks to bring the reheated food into the courtyard. Wait until it's warmed up
before you get up to eat, understand?" I instructed Qian'er after covering her with the blanket.
"Yes! I understand… Young Master…" Qian'er lay quietly on the bed, her big eyes gazing at me tenderly,
nodding obediently.
I gave Qian'er a final kiss on the forehead, got up, and instructed the cooks to bring the reheated food into the courtyard before
heading towards my mother's courtyard.
These winding corridors took me a full half hour to reach my mother's
courtyard. I secretly resolved that if I ever became a top-tier martial arts master, I would use my light-footed skills to travel,
flying directly across the rooftops. This whole ordeal was giving me a headache; if my memory weren't so sharp, I wouldn't have been able to navigate this
route at all.
As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw a solitary figure gazing at the moon, hands clasped to her chest, muttering something as if in
prayer.
Huh, what's Mother doing?! I cautiously approached behind her, straining my ears to hear
what she was muttering.
"Please God bless me, let Tian'er be safe and sound. Even if I can't enjoy wealth and luxury, I must have
good health and a smooth life. Please God grant my wish as a mother..."
"Mother, God heard your prayers!! Tian'er is standing in front of you healthy and strong!!" I
hugged the beautiful woman tightly from behind, covered my mother's slender hand, and whispered in her ear.
"Ah! Who!? It's you again... Tian'er, do you always appear like this to scare your mother!?" My mother seemed
startled by my appearance and scolded me with a stern face.
I wasn't buying it. I moved close to my mother's lips and took her earlobe into my mouth, gently sucking on it.
"Tian'er, are you listening to your mother!? Hmm... Tian'er... no... we're still in the yard
..." My mother pushed me away, suppressing her pleasure, and strode quickly into the inner room.
Hehe… Seeing my mother completely transformed into a little girl in front of me filled me with pride, so I hurriedly
followed her into the house, closing the door behind me.
“Mmm… Mother… you…” As soon as I turned around after closing the door, my mother pounced on me, her
cherry-red lips pressing against my skin for a kiss. I was somewhat surprised by her actions and asked in astonishment.
“Tian’er… Tian’er… Mother was so worried about you… Mother missed you… wanted you…” My mother was like a
bitch in heat, her ample breasts pressing forcefully against my broad chest, her legs tightly clamping around my thighs
, her arms wrapped around my neck, and her lips kissing my face passionately.
This was too much! Did my mother have Latina blood?! Feeling my mother's enthusiasm,
I naturally obliged. While cooperating with her, I removed my cumbersome clothes, picked her up horizontally, and
carried her to her bedroom. The pink curtains, pink bedding, even the wardrobe were pink. I was somewhat surprised by
my mother's girlish sentiments, but I couldn't care less now. I tossed her into her clothes,
loosened my robe and belt, removed my garments, and pounced on her naked.
"Ah...hehe...Tian'er,"
she cried, rolling to the right, freeing herself from my grasp. She hooked her jade-like leg around my chin, her pink tongue licking
her lips before absorbing her lower lip, her eyes alluring as she teased me.
Good heavens...what kind of act is this? It's a world of difference compared to last night! If it weren't for
the beauty mark on her neck reminding me that this was still my mother, I would have thought she was her sister or
something.
I reached out and grasped my mother's delicate feet, opened my lips, and began to suckle them. Mmm, so
fragrant. I guessed that my mother, who bathed in rose petals every day, was practically spotless. I
began to suckle each of her toes, while my hands gently caressed her calves, giving her supreme pleasure.
"Mmm...uh...hum...good heavens...my good heavens...ah..." My mother, receiving such
caresses, seemed to have eyes that could drip with desire, her hands kneading her large breasts, and she even lowered her head to lick
her ample bosom.
Holy crap! My mother actually knows this trick? Is she born with a seductive nature?! This sight
truly shocked me. I sucked even harder, slowly moving upwards.
"Ah...ah...my darling...I'm going to die...I...can't take it anymore...ahhh..."
My mother finally couldn't resist my flirtatious onslaught. She dared not continue to seduce me, tilting her head back and using her long, jade
-like legs to clamp my head as she moaned.
Hey, let's see if you dare to do this to me again. But today I really have to force you to use some of your secret techniques, otherwise
I'll be at a huge loss. It seems that last night I wasn't playing you, but you were toying with me.
Thinking of this, I grabbed my mother's plump buttocks, opened my mouth wide, and sucked hard into my mother's paradise.
"Oh...ahhh...Tian'er...Tian'er...no...no...don't suck...don't
bite...ahhh...Mother's going to die...Mother's lost...lost...ahhh ohhh..." My
sudden, direct attack shattered my last defenses, and my mother screamed and cried out incoherently, completely disregarding her image. Her jade
legs clamped tightly around my head, almost suffocating me.
After taming the flood of my mother's paradise, I looked at her with a wicked smile, slowly
inserting my middle finger into her sacred peach garden.
"Tian'er...Tian'er...it was Mother's fault...Mother shouldn't have teased you...please go slower...Mother
belongs to you tonight...okay..." My mother regained her dignified appearance, panting and moaning as she begged for mercy.
However, her disheveled appearance was hardly respectable, but her dignified face only made me want to see
her seductive side, so I pretended to agree and kissed her fragrant lips.
I teased my mother's tongue, lingering and swirling it within her mouth, while one hand kneaded her
ample breasts, and the other explored her mons pubis.
Reaching the spot, I gently pressed and kneaded her nipples with varying pressure.
"Ugh...no...not there...Tian'er...uh..." My mother trembled under my right hand
, her hands loosening their grip on my head as she pleaded.
I ignored her pleas, my middle finger sliding down the path beneath her nipples into her vulva,
slowly in and out.
"Uh...ah...ah...no...no...Tian'er...slower...slower..."
My mother, sensitive to my sudden penetration, struggled to suppress her pleasure and tried to stop me.
I pulled away from her lips, grasped her hands, and pressed them above her head, making her breasts
appear even larger, the two nipples swaying with her movements, a sight to behold.
After getting into position, I slowly searched for my mother's G-spot and began to thrust gently.
"Mmm...so good...my dear Tian'er...you really care about your mother...uh...don't touch there
...mmm..." My mother was enjoying my touch, her pretty face full of allure, her breath sweet
, and her eyes languid as she responded.
Yes, I found it! I smiled at my mother, then suddenly increased my speed, thrusting violently into
the peach garden I had just found.
"Ah...Tian'er...you...don't...slow down...ahhhhh...no...Tian'er
...I'm dying...dying..." My mother trembled violently from my thrusting, her hands pinned down, forced to
endure my violent thrusts, her body trembling as she cried out for mercy.
After dozens of thrusts, Mother's eyes rolled back, and she fainted from pleasure. Her vaginal opening was
flooded, soaking a large area of the bedding. I hurriedly pulled out my dragon spear, but it was too late; it had been watching the battle
unfold. But now it could finally join the fray. I aimed at Mother's vaginal opening and quickly tried to stop the overflowing
flood, while simultaneously circulating the "Heart Sutra of Controlling Women" to absorb her vital essence.
After a while, Mother awoke from the intense pleasure, only to find me holding my dragon spear, half-inserted into her vagina
. She weakly watched me penetrate her, her vaginal opening
powerless.
"Mother, are you feeling better?" I asked, feigning concern.
My dragon spear didn't stop, beginning to slowly thrust in and out. A dragon spear isn't like a finger; hand techniques rely on
skill, while a dragon spear is a fierce general, conquering and ravaging without mercy.
"Tian'er... Mother... really... wants to be... um... fucked to death by you..." Mother, being thrust into by my dragon spear,
began to shake her head again, unable to finish her sentence before I thrust into her.
"Then Mother knows what Tian'er wants to do now, right!?" I pretended to be innocent, looking at Mother, and
pulled her slender hands to sit up so I could suck on her large breasts.
"Mother... knows... um... ahh... Tian'er wants to fuck Mother... wants to fuck Mother to death...
" Mother, after being sucked and thrust into by my dragon spear, had completely lost all sense of morality, and
groaned shamelessly.
"How could that be!? Tian'er loves Mother too much to ask, Mother, you're overthinking it!" I
was satisfied with Mother's answer, so I stopped talking and focused on thrusting.
An hour later, I finally couldn't resist and ejaculated inside my mother's vagina. At this point, she was completely unresponsive
, letting me play with her body. After reaching her sixth orgasm, she half-fainted. Thankfully, I also
ejaculated; if she hadn't been breathing, I would have thought something had happened to me.
I quickly circulated the "Heart Sutra of Controlling Women" to convert the primordial yin I had gained that night into true qi, storing it within my body. My true qi
directly broke through from the late stage of the third level to the mid-stage of the fourth level, and then stabilized.
After finishing my cultivation, seeing that my mother was still fast asleep, I didn't want to disturb her any further. I covered her with a blanket
so she could rest properly, then put on my clothes and headed towards my courtyard.
As I walked, I pondered the "Heart Sutra of Taming Women." Logically, I'd only been practicing this internal scripture for two days,
yet I'd already reached the fourth level. Even if this scripture was incredibly powerful, it couldn't be that fast, right? Moreover, I encountered
no bottlenecks during my practice; I naturally broke through at a certain point. Even the "Sacred Gate Sword Manual" I practiced this afternoon
allowed me to modify some of its sword moves. Could I truly be a peerless genius?!
Reflecting on recent events, it's quite possible. Does that mean I don't necessarily have to stick to
a single technique, and can forge my own path?! Moreover, it seems there are always two main themes in martial arts: one is the pursuit of killing enemies,
where any technique can be used; the other is the pursuit of martial arts, ultimately resulting in a single punch killing a whole group, a single sword sweeping away an entire
horde. I can learn from both paths! Hmm! I secretly made a decision: first, I'll
modify the *Sacred Gate Sword Manual* to make it my own, then practice my martial arts until I reach the
ranks of top-tier masters, and then I'll venture into the martial world.
A man's ambition lies in all directions; how can I settle in a remote little town?! Besides, even Dali City is so huge and luxurious;
imagine how much more magnificent and grand the other cities of the Hong Dynasty must be! And I haven't even
explored the vast and beautiful landscapes of the Hong Dynasty—wouldn't that be a wasted trip?! More importantly, the heroes and heroines of the martial world are full of passion; if I can't experience
it, wouldn't that be a waste of resources?! Well, I admit, this is the last thing I really wanted to say...
After setting my future goals, I feel incredibly ambitious. My demeanor has changed; a blend of elegance and domineering presence
makes me irresistibly charming, appealing to all ages and genders! Then let's not...
To find out what happens next, please read the next chapter, "Inside Zhiping Mansion, Passionate Encounters in Dali"
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It's been 5 days since I posted this on the 23rd, so I calculated the word count for this post
, which is about 26,000 words. Combined with the first three chapters, the total word count is 47,000, averaging
9,000 words per day. I'm quite surprised by my own writing ability, but also very proud. After posting
this sixth chapter, the first volume, "The Beginning of the Dream," will end. Although I'm also reluctant to part with the decadent life in the manor
, the main storyline should begin...
The second volume, "The Continuation of the Dream," will be released tomorrow. Welcome all readers to support it!
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Chapter Six: Passionate
Encounters Back in my courtyard, I found Qian'er fast asleep, a faint smile on her pretty face, peaceful and
serene. I abandoned my plan to have Qian'er prepare a midnight snack, instead instructing the cooks to prepare one myself, which I ate
.
After satisfying my hunger, I took a bath and went straight to bed. As soon as I got into bed, a pair of hot bodies
pressed against me, nestled tightly in my arms, seeking my warmth.
I shook my head, abandoning the idea of bothering Qian'er, and gently held her, falling into a deep sleep. The night passed without
incident.
The early autumn sun, carrying a hint of warmth, streamed through the window, casting dappled light and shadow on the stained-glass windowpane, scattering across
my bed, so warm and inviting that I didn't want to move.
A pair of small hands slowly reached towards my lower body, quickly withdrawing when I stirred.
Once I showed no reaction, they continued, gently stroking my erect penis, moving it up and down.
A wave of pleasure washed over me, and I couldn't help but open my eyes. I found Qian'er teasing my massive erection with her hand,
while her tongue licked my breasts.
"Little girl, trying to be naughty so early?!" I teased, looking at Qian'er who was engrossed in her work.
"Ah... Young Master, you're awake!? Qian'er... I... I want to make Young Master feel better..." Qian'er
said shyly, trying to cover up her embarrassment.
"Hehe... Young Master knows... but Little Young Master needs your help!" I sat up, pulled
out my massive erection, and pressed it against Qian'er's cherry-red lips, tempting her.
"Ah... Young Master... Little Young Master... it's so big..." Qian'er was once again amazed by my massive erection,
moaning seductively with her eyes full of desire.
She opened her red lips and began to suck on my massive erection. Her hands moved up and down, working in tandem with her
cherry-red lips to service my massive erection.
"Hmm, not bad, Qian'er's technique is getting better and better." I grabbed Qian'er's long hair and
slowly began to thrust in and out of her little mouth.
"Ugh... ugh... young master... shorter... it's too full... it's... stretching... Qian'er's... little mouth...
bursting... ugh..." Qian'er was now bursting with lust, her eyes seemingly about to drip water, pleading wantonly.
I originally wanted to go slower, but seeing Qian'er's lustful appearance, I couldn't resist and
began to thrust forcefully into her little mouth.
"Ugh... ugh... young master... fuck... Qian'er's... little mouth... fuck it to pieces... ah..."
Qian'er was completely shameless, moaning lewdly, letting me thrust violently, her hands obediently stroking up and down
.
After half a cup of tea, I felt I had blown enough, so I ordered Qian'er to lie face down on the bed, her buttocks raised, her head propped up
outside the window, like a female dog lying on the bed.
"Young Master... what are you doing!? Young Master... I'll be discovered if this happens..." Qian'er pleaded as
I asked her to stick her head out of the window.
"Just do as I say, don't worry! Nobody's going to be passing by in the early morning, and there's a
grove of trees outside. Who would come to my window to cause trouble so early in the morning!?" I reassured Qian'er.
"Oh... then Young Master... Qian'er will do as you say... um..." Qian'er obediently assumed the position,
turning back pitifully.
This position accentuated her hot figure, and combined with her childlike face and alluring
eyes, it gave me an urge to conquer her. I gathered my strength, raised my huge penis, smeared some saliva
on the head, and mercilessly thrust it into Qian'er's narrow peach blossom cave.
"Oh...ahhh...Young Master...Qian'er is going to die...ahhh...fuck Qian'er to death...Qian'er
is bursting...Qian'er's pussy is going to burst...ahhhhh..." Qian'er
shook her head and screamed as my huge penis suddenly entered her, her long black hair falling over her shoulders as she begged for mercy without any restraint.
Ignoring Qian'er's pleas, I continued to thrust at my own pace, while pounding hard...
Qian'er's shapely buttocks made her appear even more plump, and one hand gently caressed her anus, slowly
scraping around it with his fingernails.
"Oh...ah...Young Master...no...oh...Young Master...Qian'er is going to die
...die...die...no...ahhhhh..." Qian'er, having just become a woman, had never seen anything like this before
. Her two sensitive spots were intensely stimulating her body, making her feel dizzy and ecstatic,
moaning listlessly.
Seeing Qian'er's sensitivity, he decided to let her go. After all, it wouldn't be good if she were truly afraid of this kind of intercourse
and left with a psychological scar. He deliberately slowed down the thrusting, caressing Qian'er's breasts
to help her gradually calm down.
"Waaah... Young Master... Waaah... Qian'er just... just almost... thought I was going to die... Ugh
... Ugh..." After I deliberately slowed down, Qian'er calmed down from the intense pleasure in her body, turned her head, and
whimpered timidly with tears in her eyes.
"Hmm... Young Master is only trying to make Qian'er happy... Young Master wouldn't bear to hurt Qian'er!" I comforted her, feigning
innocence.
My huge penis resumed its rapid pace and began to thrust violently.
"Hmm... Thank you, Young Master... Uh... Ahhhh... I'm... I'm... I'm
..." Qian'er whimpered, looking at me with gratitude. But my next thrust interrupted Qian'er's words, and she
reached another climax.
Whew... After Qian'er's climax, I immediately used the "Heart Sutra of Controlling Women" to absorb Qian'er's primordial yin, slowly
converting it into true qi within my body and returning it to my dantian.
"Young Master...Young Master...Can you stop...?" Qian'er
pleaded, her face full of pleas, seeing that I had stopped tormenting her.
"Oh!? Qian'er, are you unhappy?!" Seeing Qian'er's request, I deliberately thrust my hips forward
, penetrating Qian'er's paradise once more, making her eyes roll back and her fall towards the window.
Damn it! I quickly grabbed Qian'er's waist, pulled her back onto the bed, and made her
sit on my lap in a lotus position, sucking on her large breasts.
"Young Master...Um...You have to see the teacher today...If you're late...Um...You'll
be punished by the teacher...Um...Um..." Qian'er's whole body was exhausted from my manipulation, and she could only
murmur through her nose.
"Hmm, that's true!!" Thinking of this, I decided not to stop for today, but to report to the teacher
first.
He then carried Qian'er directly to the washroom, where he bathed and washed, donned a moon-white robe, tied a blue
hairband, and put on a purple belt, looking every bit the elegant young gentleman. He went to the living room, where Qian'er served
him breakfast, and then he rose and headed towards his teacher's courtyard.
"Little Erlang, carrying his schoolbag to school; not afraid of the sun, not afraid..." he hummed
a children's song from his childhood, walking cheerfully towards his teacher's courtyard.
There he was, the small house he remembered appeared before him. His teacher, to avoid trouble, did not want to live with the family in the mansion,
so his father had designated a separate area for him. Thus, the small house appeared before him, surrounded on three sides
by the mansion's artificial lake, with only one road leading into the mansion. And it was from this road that I had arrived at my teacher's residence.
Upon arrival, I found myself alone before my teacher's small residence. My elder brothers were nowhere
to be seen. A thought struck me; it seemed I was the only one in the household truly learning from my teacher, while my brothers
only came sporadically, paying their respects when our father returned home, merely going through the motions.
"You've arrived. Come in, Xiao Tian!" a refined, distinguished-looking middle-aged man said
, glancing at me as he led me into the residence.
Inside, the residence led to a small island in the mansion's artificial lake. High walls surrounded
the island, blocking the view of the surrounding area. I looked around with curiosity, secretly marveling at
the beauty and safety of the architecture—far superior to modern engineering.
Entering the island, I discovered a hidden world within: a vast garden, and in its center,
a small wooden house. Living here would truly be a tranquil and pleasant experience. I had no memory of where my teacher
lived, but today I had the chance to see it for myself.
"How do you find it..., Xiao Tian?" The teacher seemed quite satisfied with this secluded paradise,
a proud smile on his face as he asked.
"Truly a paradise indeed! Only such an environment could be worthy of you, Teacher!" I
said respectfully, knowing that flattering him was definitely the right thing to do; this old fox was no simpleton.
"Hehe... naturally, that's all I've ever been interested in. Ever since... sigh..." The teacher seemed to
be recalling his past glories, his expression changing as he shook his head and sighed.
Seeing this, I didn't respond, but continued to look at him respectfully, waiting for him to continue.
"Hehe... I'm getting old, all I do is reminisce! Xiao Tian, don't mind me..." The teacher said with a hint
of self-deprecation as he came to his senses.
"This student wouldn't dare!!" I quickly said, shaking my head in denial.
"By the way, I heard there's a peerless genius in Dali City lately. Have you heard of him, Xiao Tian?" The teacher
asked casually, leading me towards the stone pavilion in his garden.
"A peerless genius?! Dali City?" I was puzzled and shook my head, saying I hadn't heard of him.
"Oh?! Where were you the other day when your father and I were drinking together?!" The teacher, hearing my noncommittal answer,
suddenly turned and stared into my eyes.
"I went home! I wonder how the poem I wrote that day went?!" Hearing the teacher's sudden question
, my heart skipped a beat. Had I given myself away? I suppressed my unease and calmly asked back.
"Oh!! So you admit that the poem was written by you?!" The teacher didn't mention the poem I wrote,
directly pressing me.
"Yes! It was my humble work." Seeing that I had no way to back down, I had no choice but to answer.
"Hehe... Good that you admit it!" The teacher seemed satisfied with my answer and continued leading the way
. "Come, sit! How is your tea ceremony, teacher?" The teacher 　　asked expectantly
as he poured boiling water into my teacup. 　　 Seeing the teacher's anticipation, I followed the proper tea ceremony etiquette, transferring the cup from my right hand to my left, lifting the lid to 　　smell the aroma, skimming off the foam, appreciating the tea, and then slowly savoring the tea. 　　 "Not bad, pure, sweet, and fresh, subtle yet flavorful, it gives one a sense of ultimate clarity, mellowness, authenticity, and beauty . 　　Your tea ceremony truly impresses me." I pretended to be absorbed in the teacher's tea ceremony, making up stories with my eyes closed 　　. 　　 "Good, I never expected Xiao Tian to be so capable, broadening my horizons. Now I finally believe that 　　rumor!" The teacher was overjoyed upon hearing my explanation, stroking his beard with his right hand and nodding in praise. 　　 "Oh!? What rumor has made you so excited, teacher?" I asked, completely confused 　　. 　　 "There's a rumor circulating in Dali City that 'the Emperor's family has a third son, whose talent and beauty are unparalleled; if one were to win the Emperor's favor, one's fame would spread far and 　　wide.' When I first heard this, I thought it was just some busybody deliberately trying to pin it on you, but now I know it's true..." 　　The teacher nodded and chuckled. 　　 "Ah!? That 'Third Son of the Emperor' isn't referring to me, is it?!" I asked, somewhat surprised. 　　 "The poem you wrote for that contemporary Holy Maiden of the Holy Gate, 'Her form is like a startled swan, graceful as a swimming dragon, 　　radiant as autumn chrysanthemums, flourishing as spring pines. Faintly like light clouds veiling the moon, drifting like swirling snow in the wind. Viewed from afar, 　　she shines like the rising sun at dawn,' has cemented her title as the most beautiful woman in the martial world. At the same time, her title also comes from your poem 　　, so it's a mutually beneficial arrangement!" The teacher recited my poem softly, shaking his head and smiling as he explained. 　　 "Oh, I see. So, you didn't call me here just for this, did you?" I pondered for a moment 　　before getting straight to the point. 　　 "Indeed." With your intelligence, you naturally guessed my purpose wasn't that. Do you know your current 　　situation within the manor?!" The teacher didn't mince words, taking a sip of tea and asking calmly. 　　 "My situation? I think I'm safe for now." Hearing the teacher's question, I 　　answered somewhat uncertainly. 　　 "Heh... indeed, you're safe for now. But if this rumor passes, your situation will truly be dangerous 　　!" The teacher put down his teacup, speaking seriously. 　　 "Oh? Please enlighten me, teacher!" This concerned my life and death; I couldn't ignore it. I nodded, listening 　　to the teacher's teachings, and asked for guidance. 　　 "Although I don't know what you did that day, nor whether your relationship with your aunt has improved, 　　all of that will be rendered meaningless by your rumors. A woman who values power so much will not 　　show mercy to her enemies, even her own flesh and blood. Do you understand?!" The teacher directly pointed out the truth and 　　warned me. 　　 "Yes! I understand! Please enlighten me, teacher..." I didn't expect the teacher to reveal the truth so easily, so I stood up and 　　sincerely asked the teacher for guidance. 　　 "Sit down. There's no need for formalities between us. Your elder brothers are on the opposite side of you, and your only 　　mother who cares about you has no status in the household, so..." The teacher stopped mid-sentence, 　　drinking tea and waiting quietly. 　　 So I can only ask for your help, teacher. As my father's close friend of many years, you 　　naturally have the ability to protect my safety. However, from now on, I will have to do my best to obey your orders and lose my freedom. This is 　　a difficult choice for me. After a moment of contemplation, I decided to bow my head to the teacher. 　　 "Please save me, Master!!" I bowed deeply to my teacher, kneeling on the ground as if to pay my 　　respects at his funeral, secretly cursing under my breath. 　　 "No need for that!!" My teacher waved his hand, a surge of internal energy holding me back, preventing me from kneeling. Taking advantage of this 　　opportunity, I tried to get up, but I didn't expect this old fox to be so skilled, able to use both internal and external force 　　to stop my movements. 　　 "However, you must promise me three things!! Are you willing...?" Although my teacher didn't make me sign a contract of servitude, 　　he still made me promise to do three things for him. 　　 "Alright! I swear here that as long as it doesn't violate my principles, I am willing to go through fire and water for you, 　　even to the point of death!" I immediately forced myself to swear, of course, with a condition, otherwise, if he asked me to commit suicide, would I 　　really not die? 　　 "Hehe, good! I believe you. Now, I want you to do the first thing." My teacher didn't reveal anything and 　　just gave me instructions. 　　 "Teacher, whatever you command, I will do my utmost, even at the cost of my life," I declared righteously. 　　 "Hmm! Good. Now come directly to the Wan Hua Lou with me. I'll take you to see someone." Without further ado, the teacher took out 　　a bamboo hat he had prepared beforehand and handed me one. It was a very ordinary bamboo hat, with a black veil hanging in front, completely 　　obscuring my face. He then led the way into the small house. 　　 Wan... Wan Hua Lou... I was somewhat incredulous. The first thing this old fox wanted me to do was visit a brothel 　　, and he even wanted to take me, who was only sixteen years old, along. What was going on?! 　　 "Hurry up!!" The teacher glanced at me, who was still standing dumbfounded in the pavilion, and called out. 　　 "Oh, oh, coming!" Now, drowning, I only had the teacher as a crutch to cling to. I had no choice but to lower my head and 　　quickly catch up with the teacher. 　　 "Teacher, aren't we leaving the manor?! Do we need to bring some tools?!" Seeing that the teacher was unwilling to talk about 　　the reason for going to the Wan Hua Lou, I asked indirectly. 　　 "Stop talking nonsense, just follow me!" The teacher cut me off from further questions and closed the door after I entered the cabin. 　　 (#‵′) Damn it, this old pervert, is he planning something? I don't think I can beat him, 　　is my tragic fate about to begin?! Thinking this, I warily eyed the teacher, secretly channeling my 　　inner energy. Even if I couldn't beat him, I couldn't let him succeed immediately, damn it. 　　 "What kind of look is that?! Do you think I'm that kind of person?!" The teacher probably guessed what I was thinking.

"Fa," he said, looking at me with disdain. "
How was I supposed to know you were that kind of person? You old fox! If the young master is fooled by you, wouldn't he suffer in silence
?!" I remained wary, moving towards the door. If anything seemed amiss, I'd make a quick
getaway, or even break through the wall to escape.
"This little wooden house was discovered when I first arrived. There's a secret passage inside that leads directly outside the manor.
The exit is in a small alley in the red-light district. To avoid trouble, we'll
exit through the secret passage this time. Do you understand now?!" Seeing my continued wariness, my teacher explained helplessly,
knocking a few times on the cupboard inside the house to reveal a secret passage, and leading the way inside.
"Hurry up and follow! If I wanted to harm you, do you think you could escape?!" Looking at
me still standing frozen in front of the door, my teacher said angrily.
"Oh, here we come!!" Suppressing my unease, I could only trust my teacher's words and braced myself
to follow him into the secret passage, circulating my inner energy throughout my body while remaining secretly on guard.
After a short while, we finally emerged from a small tunnel, only to find it was tucked away in a dead corner of an alley—
truly well-hidden. I couldn't help but marvel at its secrecy.
"Put on your straw hats and follow me!!" My teacher put on his hat and gestured for me
to do the same, instructing me.
"Teacher," I teased, "why do we have to wear these things? You wouldn't be...hehe..." I gave my teacher
a knowing look that any man would understand.
"Nonsense! If it weren't for you, you troublemaker, I wouldn't need to hide. You have no idea
how famous you are in Dali City now. If you show your face, you'll be driven crazy by all those people!!" My teacher
roared at me angrily.
After all that, it turns out it was because of me. But what business is it of mine if they like to be my fans?
What's the use of yelling at me? Really!! The teacher's explanation made me conflicted too. But if it wasn't the teacher
having a secret rendezvous with his lover, then why did he call me along?! Could it be that he's selling me into a brothel as a gigolo?! Thinking about
those burly old women gigolos have to pick up, I couldn't help but feel a chill run down my spine. I hurriedly asked the teacher
, "Teacher, I've done everything you asked me to do, but now that we're almost there, you have to explain
things clearly to me. You need to let me be prepared!"
"Uh," the teacher explained casually, "Actually, it's nothing serious. It's just that Miss Feng Zixia, the 'Rose' of Dali City
, asked me to meet you, and I agreed!
"
Completely bewildered by my teacher's long list of titles, it took me a while to realize that it was just a
beautiful woman who didn't sell her body but performed arts who wanted to see me and asked my teacher for help. However, my teacher spoke of this woman with a kind expression; could she be his
daughter?! If she was his daughter, why was she kept in a brothel?! There must be a secret, a huge secret
…
"Alright, I've said everything I needed to say. Let's go!! Oh, and a reminder: you must
show respect to that upright official. He's among the top-tier masters, even a level above me. If you
anger him, I can't save you!!" My teacher led me directly towards the largest building on the red-light district,
giving me this advice.
It was only morning, and the red-light district wasn't as brightly lit as it was at night; instead, it was rather deserted. The people coming and going
were mostly customers who had just woken up from their drunken stupor and were heading home.
"Understood, Teacher!!" I nodded in response.
"Wan Hua Lou! Qing Guanren... Heh, finally I have the chance to see the legendary brothel! This is nothing like
modern brothels; brothels openly and honestly engage in the flesh trade. The enjoyment must be the best, and
to visit a brothel in broad daylight... Just thinking about it makes me feel proud, haha... exhilarating...
" "Esteemed guest, are you here to stay or for sightseeing?" Upon entering the brothel, a young and
beautiful maidservant approached and asked, though her face was heavily made up to conceal the exhaustion from excessive indulgence.
"I am a guest invited by Miss Feng. Please take me to Miss Feng's courtyard. This is my pass!" Without answering
, the teacher directly took out a purple token and handed it to the maidservant, instructing her.
"Oh, alright, please follow me!" the maidservant hurriedly and respectfully led the way.
Leaving the brothel, I found myself in a vast complex, filled with rows of wooden houses, resembling modern
commercial housing. The surrounding area was filled with trees and flowers, completely unlike anything I had imagined a brothel to be.
It was a shock to my eyes. The maid, however, continued leading the way without stopping.
After about half a cup of tea's time, a charming courtyard came into view, surrounded by flowers and
plants, like a sea of blossoms. At the center of this floral paradise stood a two-story wooden house, its antique architecture
highlighting the style of the Hong Dynasty—grand yet meticulously crafted, a perfect blend.
"Please come in, gentlemen. I can only escort you here!" the maid said, bowing before leaving.
"Let's go, remember what I told you at the beginning!" the teacher said, thanking the maid before giving me another instruction,
as she confidently walked towards the wooden house.
"Oh, student will certainly remember it," I replied casually, while
looking around at the sea of flowers. The vast expanse was all planted with roses, a testament to the owner's fondness for them.
Roses, also known as white withered flowers, have long represented beauty and purity, symbolizing sublime and sacred
love. Could it be that this Miss Feng has always longed for a true love?! And the story of a talented scholar and a beautiful woman is sure to
attract young women. Hehe… could there be a chance?! However, even the teacher admits he's not as good as Miss Feng,
so forcing it seems risky. I should observe the situation first. After some thought, I made up my mind.
"We've arrived. Remember what I told you!" the teacher instructed again, removing his hat and pushing
open the door.
"Student knows!" I replied. He's so long-winded, repeating the same thing over and over again.
I lowered my head, secretly rolling my eyes, and peered into the room.
The furnishings inside exude a unique and elegant charm, suggesting the owner has excellent taste. I was thinking of ordering more...
After a moment's hesitation, the teacher suddenly interrupted,
"You should go upstairs!!"
"Go upstairs!? Go where?!" I asked, startled.
"Upstairs, where else?! Hurry up, go quickly!" The teacher waved his hand, signaling me to go upstairs alone
to see the upright official.
"Oh, teacher! Aren't you coming?!" I asked as I went upstairs.
"No, I'm with Miss Feng's maid. You go by yourself! Stop nagging, hurry up!!"
The teacher was quite annoyed by my dawdling and gestured to a maid who had just come out of the kitchen to urge me on.
"Yes." Xiao Die is fine with you, young master. Please go upstairs as soon as possible, I think Miss
is getting impatient!!" Xiao Die teased, looking at my handsome face.
"Oh, then I'll go!" I had no choice but to abandon my plan to delay and climbed upstairs.
"That old fox, he's inhuman! He doesn't even spare young girls! Bah! And he
acts all high and mighty. I misjudged you, you old pervert!" Muttering under his breath, he pushed open the door and entered
the second-floor living room.
Upon entering, he was immediately struck by the silence. He realized the soundproofing was excellent;
not a single pesky sound penetrated. Two tables sat side-by-side, laden with
small dishes and drinks. It seemed this Miss Feng intended to have a drink and chat with him.
"Excuse me, are you Young Master Di?" Before he appeared, his voice preceded his presence, clear and melodious like pearls falling onto a jade plate
. Aside from the Holy Maiden of the Holy Gate, this was the first time I'd heard such a voice.
A beautiful woman with a graceful figure entered the living room and addressed him.
"That's right! It is I, Miss Feng. Greetings!" Hearing Miss Feng's question, he quickly bowed and replied.
"Young Master Di, please sit down. I am truly sorry to have troubled you to come amidst your busy schedule. Zixia will first drink a cup to apologize to you!"
Feng Zixia picked up the wine cup on the table with her delicate hands and drank it as a punishment, immediately blushing on her cheeks, making
her look endearing.
"Ah," Miss Feng, why bother? It is my honor to have met you, Miss Feng. How could I let
you apologize to me! I should be punished, I should be punished!" I also picked up the wine cup on the table and drank it all in one gulp, my phoenix eyes sparkling
as I looked at her, waiting for Miss Feng to continue.
"Hehe... I didn't expect Young Master Di to be such a generous person. Zixia misunderstood you...hehe..."
Miss Feng, seeing that I had also drunk the apology wine, became less reserved and said with a charming laugh.
"Hehe... Miss Feng doesn't know me well, so what's wrong with that!? As for the word 'misunderstood,' how could that be
!?" Seeing the beautiful woman, I was naturally pleased and replied.
"Oh, is that so!? You're mistaken, young master. Although you don't know Zixia, Zixia
knows you very well..." Miss Feng said with a playful smile, her big eyes deliberately winking at me, quite mischievous
.
"To be appreciated by you, young master, is my good fortune. But I wonder how much you know about me
!" I returned the ball to her, laughing in response.
"I might not have known before, but your poem, 'His form is like a startled swan, graceful as a swimming dragon, radiant as autumn
chrysanthemums, flourishing as spring pines. Faintly like light clouds veiling the moon, drifting like swirling snow in a flowing wind. Viewed from afar, radiant as
the rising sun at dawn,' has filled Zixia with admiration. To compose such exquisite lines, one must be a rare and extraordinary man,
let alone someone like you..." Feng, looking at my handsome face, spoke with a shy admiration,
her blush from the wine she had just drunk making her even more alluring.
"Hehe...that's too kind of you, Miss. I'm ashamed, ashamed..." I feigned being overwhelmed
by Feng's flattery, repeatedly apologizing with a wry smile.
"Your talent is astonishing! Zixia will first offer you a cup, please!" Feng then stopped flattering
me, filled her cup with wine, and sweetly toasted me.
"Please, Miss!" I quickly filled my own cup, gestured to Miss Feng, and downed it in one gulp
.
Zixia was already tipsy, her pretty face flushed, her cherry-red lips parting and closing alluringly,
her eyes gleaming with seductive charm. Meeting her idol, and one so handsome at that, sent shivers down her spine
. Seeing Zixia's state, I decided to add fuel to the fire.
"Having seen you, Miss, I happen to have a poem I'd like to present to you. What do you think?" I asked
, feigning a sudden inspiration, seeking her permission.
"Ah… to receive a poem composed on the spot by a gentleman, Zixia is overjoyed… Please, sir!"
Zixia, surprised that I would compose a poem on the spot, especially for her,
answered hastily, her pretty face filled with excitement and anticipation.
"In the North dwells a beautiful woman, peerless and independent."
"One glance could topple a city,
a second glance could topple a nation." "How could one not know the power of such
beauty?" "A beauty like her is hard to find again!"
"Ah...Young Master..." Savoring the poem I gave her, Zixia blushed instantly, her delicate
hands cupping her face, her eyes filled with admiration as she looked at me shyly.
Feeling the time was ripe, I rose, pretending to pour wine, but I couldn't hold my liquor and stumbled towards
Zixia.
"Ah...Young Master...Are you alright...I..." Seeing me fall towards her, Zixia immediately jumped away,
her tone contradicting her words, asking with concern, her beautiful eyes full of worry.
Huh?! This isn't what I expected. The scene of you two being affectionate didn't happen; instead, I ended
up falling on Zixia's long table. I wonder...Could my skills have declined?! I pretended to look
at Zixia with some heartache, hoping she would come and help me up.
"I'm sorry, young master! It's not that Zixia doesn't want to help you, but..." She looked at me, still somewhat confused, and
said cruelly.
"If my sister came, she would kill you... Zixia doesn't want young master to be hurt... so Zixia
can't..."
It seems this little girl isn't finished yet. This living room is only so big; there's nowhere to hide anyone. At this moment, I...
Emboldened by lust, I lunged directly at Zixia.
"Bang!" I tumbled back even faster, crashing into my table and chairs
before finally stopping. Ouch...it hurts! What the hell happened?!
Before I could react, a sword clattered to my neck. I froze
, my eyes darting around to see who it was.
Zixia stared at me coldly, her eyes merciless, as if she would kill me at any moment
.
I forced a smile at her, hoping she wouldn't hesitate, or I'd be finished.
"Uh..." Zixia, why...why?! Why bother...I know I deserve to die, but you
have to give me a reason first..." I pleaded, carefully dodging the sword at my neck
.
"Hmph... Open your dog eyes wide! I'm her sister, Qingxia!! Don't move, or I'll
kill you with one sword!!" Zixia coldly cursed.
"Oh, Sister Qingxia!! I have to tell you something... you..." I pretended to be regretful and
sorrowful.
"Speak! If you don't speak now, you'll never speak again!!" Qingxia twitched her sword hilt as if she was about to cut off my head,
threatening me fiercely.
"I'll talk—I'll talk!! Actually, you've arrested the wrong person. That scoundrel ran away after touching your sister.
I heard some noise inside and mistakenly entered. It's not my fault, Sister Qingxia!!" Startled by the sway of Qingxia's
sword, I hurriedly said.
"Alright." I'll let you go today. If that scoundrel bullies my sister again, even if they're innocent, I
will kill them without mercy, understand?! "Hmph..." Qingxia coldly warned, then sheathed her sword and
retreated.
"Phew..." I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. What the hell is going on?! I didn't expect it to be a
split personality! That old devil brought me here without telling me. I'll definitely settle the score with him when I get back. I
almost died in a brothel, and I'll be cursed even after I die. This fall really killed me.
"Ah!" Young master... are you alright?! Zixia ran over, trying to help me up and asking with concern. "
Ah ha... I'm fine." I'm fine, just a slip and a fall. "Ah ha... I'm fine!! Zixia, you don't need to
come over..." Seeing Zixia approaching me, I quickly got up, creating some distance between us while laughing and
pretending to be alright.
"Oh." Young master, is it my sister who's out? " I'm sorry, young master... Zixia never expected things to turn out this way
..." Seeing that I dared not approach her, Zixia said apologetically with some sadness, her pretty face filled with shame, tears
welling up in her eyes, on the verge of sobbing.
"Uh..." Miss Zixia, is there anything else you need from me today? Seeing Zixia like this, I immediately felt
a pang of sympathy and changed the subject by asking.
"Oh... it's like this, Zixia obtained a fan, but there's no ink on it. I would like to ask you, young master,
to write a poem on it. I wonder if you could grant my request?" Zixia hesitated for a long time, but decided to try and see
if I would be willing to write a poem for her after this incident, so she took the risk and asked.
"Oh, of course!!" So that's what it was about. After helping Zixia with this, I would have fulfilled
my teacher's first promise, so I nodded in agreement.
"Hmm." Thank you, young master! Young master, please look, this is the fan! "Upon hearing my agreement, Zixia smiled through her tears
and happily picked up the fan from the bookshelf, handing it to me with delight.
This fan was twice the size of an ordinary fan, its ribs made of aged ironwood, estimated
to be a hundred years old. This wood was as hard as iron, no weaker than ordinary swords, and
emitted a natural, pleasant fragrance year-round. A jade pendant hung at the base of the fan, the front bearing the traditional Chinese
character for 'demon,' the back inscribed with 'Zixia,' emanating a faint, feminine scent, presumably
carried by Zixia.
Opening the fan, I saw its surface was pure white, made of thousand-year-old silkworm silk, impervious to swords, spears, water, and fire.
This was no mere fan; it was clearly a peerless weapon! I couldn't help but marvel, but to have
the privilege of inscribing it was indeed an honor." However, the fan was too large, and I figured I'd have to write a rather long poem on it
, so I suggested to Zixia,
"Miss Zixia, a few days ago I stayed in the peach grove behind the house, and feeling moved by the impermanence of life, I composed a poem called
'Peach Blossom Hermitage Song.' I'd like to take this opportunity to present it to you!"
"Ah... thank you, sir! The brush and ink are ready, please write the inscription!" Zixia hadn't expected me to be
so direct at this time, and her heart was pounding like a deer's. She suppressed her joy and nodded in
thanks.
So I focused my mind, picked up the brush beside the table, and began to wield it against the open fan.
"The Song of Peach Blossom Hermitage"
"In Peach Blossom Hermitage lies Peach Blossom Valley, beneath which dwells a Peach Blossom Immortal.
" "The Peach Blossom Immortal plants peach trees, then picks peach blossoms to exchange for wine.
" "Sober, I sit before the flowers; drunk, I sleep beneath them."
"Half-drunk, half-awake, day after day; flowers fall, flowers bloom, year after year."
"..."
"..."
"Others laugh at my madness, but I laugh at their blindness."
"The tombs of the heroes of the Five Mausoleums are nowhere to be seen; without flowers or wine, fields are tilled."
After writing this in one breath in regular script, I then named it—Emperor Shitian. Having plagiarized Tang Laoda's poem, I felt
incredibly pleased. Looking at Zixia, who was completely infatuated with me, I smiled, bowed slightly, and took my leave . I turned and
left gracefully, leaving Zixia still gazing longingly at my retreating figure, her heart overflowing with joy.
After going downstairs, I called to my teacher and headed outside.
"Gently I leave, just as gently I came."
"I wave my sleeves, taking with me the heart of a young girl."
To find out what happens next, please read the next chapter, *Time Flies, Days and Months Pass*
. Volume Two: The Continuation of Dreams

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