【The Wandering Swordsman's Lewd History】(Part 3) Seeking Refuge at the Shan Mansion

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After leaving Dan Yue, Huang
Yuxiang used all his lightness skill to travel at full speed.
Although he knew he had seen something he shouldn't have, committed a grave offense, and offended the number one expert in the Central Plains, he didn't know what trouble he would encounter in the future. Fortunately, the matter was too shameful for Zhang Huating to publicize, and besides, it was a dark and windy night, and Zhang Huating couldn't possibly recognize an unknown nobody like him in such a hurry, so there shouldn't be any problems. The only thing that worried him was that girl Dan Yue. Now, thinking of her, Huang Yuxiang couldn't help but regret letting her go so easily. But now that his divine skill had reached a minor level, thinking of Dan Yue's beautiful figure and the passionate incestuous relationship between the Zhang father and daughter, he couldn't help but feel inexplicably excited, so he put these worries aside, since thinking about them was useless anyway.
However, although he was still traveling, his mood was completely different from when he was fleeing for his life.
It was midnight, but Huang Yuxiang was wide awake. He continued walking for another half an hour before finally resting at the edge of the woods. This hour and a half of running at full speed covered approximately four hundred li (about 200 kilometers), winding his way from Quzhou to Jinhua.
The next day, upon waking, he hunted a wild rabbit, hastily built a fire, roasted it, and ate it. His original intention was to live in seclusion in the forest and cultivate the "Embracing Simplicity and Longevity Technique," but after only two days, he couldn't resist and went to Jinhua city.
Since he began practicing the "Embracing Simplicity and Longevity Technique," he had been inseparable from women. At the highest level of the "Embracing Simplicity and Longevity Technique," sexual intercourse was only used to enhance power, not as a necessity. However, in the early stages of cultivation, lust was at its strongest. This was because he had no one to guide him during his practice. He could have controlled his lust through proper breathing and regulation, but his improper cultivation method made his desires extremely intense.
The night he met Zhang Mengxin, he hadn't been near a woman for seven days. These past two days had pushed him to his limit, but after that incident, he feared the heat and dared not return to his profession as a courtesan. He could only go to "Jun Huanxing" in Jinhua City. Jun Huanxing was Jinhua's most famous brothel. Huang Yuxiang had visited it two years ago and was quite fond of the girls. But this time, he had no interest whatsoever, finding them all vulgar and unappealing.
Since seeing Zhang Mengxin and Dan Yue three days ago, although Huang Yuxiang wanted to forget her, how could he easily forget such a stunning beauty! During his two days of secluded cultivation, although his skill improved rapidly, Zhang Mengxin's image would always surface in his mind upon finishing his practice, refusing to leave. Now, seeing these girls, although there were many beauties, none could compare to Zhang Mengxin's unparalleled beauty. Whenever he fantasized about this, thinking of such a stunning beauty who had already been taken by someone else, he couldn't help but feel resentful. "Damn it, he doesn't even spare his own daughter! Zhang Huating is a real beast! But if I had a daughter who was just as beautiful, it seems I could... hehe..."
Helpless, Huang Yuxiang could only find a random girl to satisfy him. After a night of passion, Huang Yuxiang was no longer interested and went to "Manfu Restaurant," where he ordered some dishes and wine, slowly sipping his drinks.
But he had only eaten half of his meal when he overheard several burly men at the next table gossiping about the latest news in the martial arts world. Huang Yuxiang, who had mastered some of his martial arts skills and was eager to try them out, listened carefully.
The men said that the daughter of Zhang Huating, known as the "Peerless Jade Maiden," the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world and the number one master in the Central Plains, had released a message two days ago, asking martial arts practitioners to help hunt down a villain who had tried to harm her. Anyone who provided information or killed this person would be richly rewarded.
The news caused a sensation throughout the martial arts world. The younger generation all longed to win the beauty's favor, while the older ones hoped to learn a move or two from Zhang Huating. Zhang Huating, having debuted at seventeen, had remained undefeated for thirty years! Since turning thirty, no one could withstand ten moves from him, and for the past decade, no one dared to challenge him. To be associated with the Zhang family was a tremendous honor in the martial arts world; who would dare provoke Zhang Huating?
Furthermore, the Peerless Jade Maiden was universally acknowledged as the most beautiful woman in the world. For any young talent to gain her favor would be the greatest blessing imaginable. Moreover, with her father's reputation, anyone could rise to prominence and become a rising star in the martial arts world!
Huang Yuxiang was furious upon hearing this, thinking, "You Zhang father and daughter, you really want to kill me to silence me? You're heartless, so you blame me for being ruthless. I'll make sure your incestuous scandal is known throughout the martial arts world right now!" In a flash, he remembered Zhang Huating's high reputation and his own shameless, lecherous ways, a lowly scoundrel in the martial arts world. His words were worthless; who would believe them? They would only expose him, and then he would truly be doomed.
Although his name wasn't yet known to them, the Zhang family's wanted order for his capture meant it wouldn't be kept secret for long. Huang Yuxiang wanted to slap himself repeatedly. Why had he even bothered to look at it? Now he had really stirred up a huge mess. Thinking this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
While Huang Yuxiang was pondering, one of the men pulled out a portrait, claiming it was a portrait of the thief personally drawn by the beautiful Zhang based on the maid's description. Huang Yuxiang glanced at it and saw that it was indeed his own handsome, angular face! He secretly admired Zhang's painting skills, as the likeness was so perfect.
Just then, a burly man happened to be looking in Huang Yuxiang's direction, and after a moment of surprise, he started shouting wildly, clearly recognizing Huang Yuxiang. The shouts alerted everyone in the restaurant. Unexpectedly, there were about twenty martial arts practitioners in this small Manfu Restaurant, and they all recognized Huang Yuxiang, the petty thief, after just a few glances. Immediately, the crowd became excited and surged forward.
Even heroes are no match for numbers, and Huang Yuxiang had no intention of fighting this senseless brawl, so he used his lightness skill to break through the encirclement.
Fortunately, his lightness skill was exceptional. Although there were several experts among the crowd, none possessed truly superior lightness skills, and he managed to escape. Huang Yuxiang then hid in the mountains.
Meanwhile, Huang Yuxiang's former companions and lovers, having seen the portrait, were filled with admiration for his courage in daring to plunder the most beautiful woman in the world. While admiring him in their hearts, they naturally didn't want to be outdone verbally. Within a few days, the name of Huang Yuxiang, the most notorious womanizer in history, spread throughout the martial arts world.
Except for the eastern part of Zhejiang, the rest was mostly mountainous and forested. Huang Yuxiang wandered through the mountains for several days, but the number of people surrounding him only increased, their martial arts skills grew stronger, and they all shouted their own names, making it difficult for him to sleep for more than a few hours a day. Eventually, seeing that the mountains could no longer provide shelter, he angrily began fighting his way towards Hangzhou.
Huang Yuxiang emerged from the forest, his anger rising as he thought about how Zhang Mengxin had caused him to offend so many people for no reason. He secretly vowed that if she ever fell into his hands, he would rape her mother for days and nights, and it would be even better if he could bring her father along for a double dose of pleasure. Being a lewd and vulgar man, his thoughts drifted to scenes of obscene acts, his mind filled with filthy fantasies.
Just as he was fantasizing about his wanton encounters with Zhang and her father, a sudden, intense unease gripped him. His body trembled, and his eyes flashed with a sharp light.
"You lecherous thief, prepare to die!" A chill seemed to sweep through the sweltering June heat. Huang Yuxiang felt a shiver run down his spine as a sharp, cold palm strike approached his back.
Knowing that countless martial artists were following him, a sudden attack would leave him entangled and with no chance of survival. It seemed his only option was to use their strength to escape quickly. He immediately used the "Disarming" technique, avoiding the strong and using the opponent's palm force instead. His body moved like lightning, and he was sent flying far away.
"Thank you for seeing me off. I'll remember this palm strike!" Huang Yuxiang didn't even turn his head. His voice came as he was already more than ten feet away.
But the attacker's palm force was truly extraordinary. Although he relied on the subtlety of the "Embrace Simplicity and Longevity Technique" to form protective true energy, the unresolved palm force still made him feel so uncomfortable that he almost vomited blood.
As soon as he broke free of his opponent, he sprinted with all his might, ignoring the fact that his internal energy was boiling like fire, causing him excruciating discomfort.
Although Huang Yuxiang's lightness skill was excellent, he had taken a palm strike beforehand .
At first, he only felt his blood churning and was extremely uncomfortable, but after leaping a dozen times, he felt his whole body turn cold, and his limbs seemed to weaken, greatly reducing his speed. He knew that this was a critical moment for his life or death. The martial artist following behind would not show any mercy in order to curry favor with Zhang Huating, and if he fell into their hands, he would probably die a horrible death. So he mustered his remaining strength and dared not relax for a moment.
The person chasing him was indeed extraordinary. Although lightness skill was not his forte, it was by no means much inferior to Huang Yuxiang's. In addition, Huang Yuxiang's internal energy was greatly reduced after being injured, yet he was being caught up by him more and more.
Huang Yuxiang barely managed to travel another mile, but his whole body was boiling and he was extremely uncomfortable.
The man practiced extremely insidious internal energy. When Huang Yuxiang was struck by his palm, he was too anxious to escape and didn't have time to expel all the force from his body. The force of his run caused chaos within Huang Yuxiang's body, and if he didn't heal himself in time, the consequences would be dire.
Just as Huang Yuxiang was about to despair, a manor suddenly appeared before him. Overjoyed, his injuries seemed to lessen considerably, and his strength increased dramatically. He moved as fast as an arrow, quickly darting into the manor.
The manor was vast, and Huang Yuxiang knew that if he could hide inside, his pursuers would have a hard time finding him for a while. With his agility, he was sure he could escape.
He landed in a small but exquisitely beautiful flower garden. But Huang Yuxiang had no interest in it. With another leap, he reached a row of houses. He opened a window beside him and slipped inside like a fish.
The room was exquisitely furnished, and a faint scent of sandalwood filled the air, instantly invigorating Huang Yuxiang. Looking around, he found the room deserted. Overjoyed, he reached the door, listened intently, but heard no sound, knowing no one was outside.
He opened the door, went out, and gently closed it behind him. Outside the room was a long corridor. Huang Yuxiang walked quickly, and at the end of the corridor was an artificial lake, opposite which stood a small pavilion. In the lake was a vermilion pavilion, and artificial rocks stood along the shore, arranged in a pleasing, staggered pattern. Even in midsummer, a cool breeze wafted through the air. Although
Huang Yuxiang was a rough, uncouth man, he had been involved in many illicit affairs and had gained some experience. Seeing this beautiful scene, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly. But before he could dwell on his thoughts, he darted across the artificial lake, climbed onto the rooftop window, and slipped into the pavilion, moving without making a sound. However, this exertion left him feeling even more uncomfortable.
Upon entering the attic, a delicate fragrance filled the air. Everything he saw was a woman's belongings—it was a woman's boudoir. In the center of the room was a large bed, next to a dressing table. The walls were covered with calligraphy and paintings. Although the room wasn't large, it was exquisitely beautiful. Through the thin curtains, Huang Yuxiang could vaguely see a woman sitting at the dressing table, combing her hair before the mirror. Huang Yuxiang
quietly slipped away, approaching the woman from behind. Just as he was about to subdue her, he saw a look of panic and fear on her face in the bronze mirror. Knowing she had discovered him, he quickly pressed a finger, sealing her speech acupoint. Looking at the woman in
the mirror, he whispered, "Miss, please don't panic. I'm not a bad person. There are some people chasing me outside. I'm just using this place to hide for a while; I'll leave soon. I won't hurt you." Having spent so much time in the world of women, coaxing them was a professional skill for him. As he spoke, his expression was incredibly sincere, and his tiger-like eyes shone with a captivating light, making one involuntarily believe him. Looking in the mirror, the woman's surprise indeed lessened slightly.
Huang Yuxiang had spoken close to the woman's ear, his warm breath brushing against her fair neck. Through the gleaming bronze mirror, Huang Yuxiang could clearly see that the woman's face was flushed, and the fear in her eyes had transformed into deep shyness.
Earlier, Huang Yuxiang had been focused on subduing her and hadn't noticed her appearance. Now, upon closer inspection, he discovered she was a stunning beauty. While not quite as breathtaking as Zhang Mengxin, her almond-shaped eyes, delicate nose, and flower-like face were truly breathtaking, even more beautiful than Dan Yue. Her lake-green dress accentuated her snow-white skin, making her indescribably alluring.
Her face flushed, making her even more charming, leaving Huang Yuxiang speechless and mesmerized. Lost in his passion, he momentarily forgot his perilous situation, and his large hand naturally moved towards the woman's voluptuous buttocks. Suddenly, he felt a chill run through his body, realizing the slap he had just received was acting up again. He immediately struck out with his finger, rendering the woman immobile
, and then tried to heal himself. "Yin and Yang in harmony, dual cultivation through mutual replenishment. Isn't this a perfect remedy?" A thought struck him, and he quickly picked up the woman and carried her to the large bed in the room. Her softness and suppleness were incredibly comfortable.
Huang Yuxiang gently placed her on the bed, admiring her curvaceous and alluring figure. His heart stirred again; since practicing the "Embracing Simplicity and Longevity Technique," his desires had far surpassed those of ordinary people. Seeing the woman's exceptionally beautiful face on the bed, and imagining her alluring body after she undressed, he was instantly consumed by lust, unable to restrain himself any longer.
Huang Yuxiang gently stroked the slightly messy bangs on the woman's forehead with his right hand, drawing her attention away from her face, while his left hand silently began to untie her skirt.
The woman was afraid he might do something inappropriate. Her long eyelashes trembled incessantly, her cheeks flushed, and she was filled with shyness. However, she was completely subdued and unable to speak, only able to close her eyes tightly and submit to his actions.
Huang Yuxiang's nimble left hand pulled away the woman's light blue skirt sash and eagerly slid inside her lake-green dress. Although he knew time was of the essence, for a successful lecher, foreplay was the most crucial element showcasing skill. Huang Yuxiang always valued tenderness and pleasure, so he couldn't be careless.
Once inside her skirt, Huang Yuxiang's hand slowed down, his palm gently resting on the woman's smooth, soft abdomen, gradually moving downwards. His fingertips slowly parted the soft, thick pubic hair, gently pressing against the girl's sensitive area.
The woman's face flushed crimson, clearly feeling the man's lewd touch. Her body trembled slightly, but she had no strength to resist, letting him fondle her most sensitive clitoris.
Huang Yuxiang's skills were extraordinary. As his fingers rubbed the woman's vulva, he leaned forward, exhaling hot breath, and through her thin gauze top, took her ample, tender nipples into his mouth, sucking and licking them incessantly.
The red buds on her snowy breasts. Her first encounter with male stimulation was intense; the moment her lips touched them, a tingling sensation quickly traveled to her brain, and her nipples immediately hardened. The woman had never experienced such treatment before; in her panic, she was already overwhelmed with desire, her body weak, and she had no strength left to struggle.
Huang Yuxiang's tongue teased her nipples alternately, while his left hand, which had been gently rubbing, suddenly moved, lightly caressing and quickly twisting her vulva, stroking and teasing it like a light rain.
The woman felt a warm, burning sensation in her lower abdomen, as if a fire was raging within her. Warm currents slowly seeped from her body. Being so violated by a stranger, yet seemingly experiencing pleasure, filled her with intense shame, causing her to cry out in her heart, "How could this be? What should I do? Someone save me..."
Huang Yuxiang's aphrodisiac techniques, honed through countless encounters with women, were truly masterful. In the blink of an eye, he ignited the woman's primal desires, letting the burning lust begin in her vulva and spread to every inch of her skin, completely destroying her physical self-control—more potent than any aphrodisiac or drug. The nectar representing pleasure gushed forth more and more from her flower core, wetting the petals and emitting lascivious sounds.
As the woman, her breasts and vulva aroused by the lewd caresses, trembled, her red lips parted slightly, and she could no longer suppress a soft, tearful moan escaping her delicate nose. Huang Yuxiang finally withdrew his hand, now wet with lust, and began a new act.
"My beauty, it feels good, doesn't it? Relax, just think of this as a dream," he soothed her softly, while his hands explored her alluring body, slowly undressing her. In an instant, her youthful and beautiful body was fully revealed.
Her body was like a sculpted jade, with exquisite curves, smooth, delicate skin, warm and supple as jade, seemingly fragile enough to break at a touch. Her waist was slender as a willow, her buttocks round and upturned, her legs long and delicate, and her breasts full and high. Between her legs, a secluded valley wafted with an alluring fragrance, a few strands of dark hair covering it, barely
visible. One could glimpse the overlapping openings, smooth and round like jade beads, slightly parted, so tender it seemed one could almost devour it. Faced with such a delicacy, Huang Yuxiang remained unhurried. His hands moved crisscrossingly, teasing the beauty's sensitive spots with varying degrees of lightness and gentleness, each finger working its own purpose with varying pressure—a testament to his exceptional skill.
She gritted her teeth, silently resisting, but her body's reaction was not so easily concealed. The woman felt waves of heat emanating from wherever his hands touched, as if burning to the very core of her being, especially when his hands slid to her breasts and began to knead them forcefully, the heat intensifying. Though she couldn't make a sound, her sensitive breasts, touched so delicately by a man for the first time, swelled with shame and anger as he advanced. Tears streamed down her face, and her private parts overflowed with a sweet, flowing fluid, mirroring her crumbling defenses.
Feeling the increasingly hot body in his arms and hearing her increasingly rapid breathing, Huang Yuxiang couldn't resist the urge to tease her more vigorously, to see how he could ignite the bright, youthful beauty beneath him. His touch became more forceful.
The woman kept her eyes closed, unwilling and unable to open them. She felt the man's hands suddenly tighten, his fingers kneading her body with intense force, as if trying to channel all his strength into her. The areas he rubbed were her unconsciously sensitive spots. While the force increased, the stimulation to her most sensitive areas became even more intense, fueling his own growing lust.
The soft jade beneath him grew increasingly hot, and Huang Yuxiang pressed his advantage. He suddenly slipped between the woman's legs, parted them, and pressed his large mouth against her labia. Then, he extended his tongue, exploring the opening and folds of her vulva.
He was experienced and knew the woman was a virgin, unable to withstand such teasing. Sure enough, the moment his tongue entered, her vaginal opening contracted tightly as if approaching an orgasm, sweetly sucking his tongue in. The sensation on his tongue was so tender and elastic. Especially the sweet juices, carrying a fragrant aroma, the experience was truly exquisite. Suddenly,
a chill seemed to rise from his dantian; the force of the palm strike he had just received was becoming unbearable, and he needed to heal his wounds quickly. Huang Yuxiang finally stopped flirting. He climbed onto the bed, hastily removing his clothes, and then gently parted the beauty's jade-like legs, revealing her alluring valley. At that moment, the entrance to the valley trembled, and a pool of fragrant fluid spilled out, soaking the sheets, glistening under the dark, moist fabric.
No longer able to restrain himself, Huang Yuxiang lifted the beauty's full, round buttocks, placing her jade-like legs against his waist. In this shameful posture, the beauty's valley was wide open before him. Huang Yuxiang felt a surge of pleasure and lust, bringing his hard penis close to the woman's yearning valley, using the tip of his erect penis to feel her lubrication and the surging tide of passion. With a thrust of his hips, he plunged his penis deep and heavy into that incomparably enchanting sanctuary.
A searing pain, as if her body were being ripped apart, washed over her. The man's penis had plunged deep into her tight, hidden valley, breaking her virginity. The pain of losing her virginity was like torture; her lips parted sharply, but no sound came out. Her mind went blank, and she lost consciousness. Only tears streamed down her face once more
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