Purple Jade Fairy

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Purple Jade Fairy Purple Demon
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On the street, a large group of passersby were watching a flagpole, pointing and whispering. Even people far away could see the single sword hanging on the pole, cut in two, as long as their eyesight was good. The strangely carved hilt was the symbol of the Yin Dao Sect, the leader of the local bandits. The Yin Dao Sect had been bullying and intimidating people in this area for a long time. Because their power was too great, everyone dared to be angry but dared not speak out. Even the local government did not dare to provoke them. However, they did not know where the people came from, daring to provoke them so openly. Some cowardly people felt cold in their feet just by seeing this scene and rushed home to pack their bags and prepare to flee. But there were still some who were not afraid of trouble and were still discussing it. A long curtain hung from the broken sword, and the one who dared to formally challenge the Yin Dao Sect was none other than Qin Yanran, the "Purple Jade Fairy" from the Tianshan Sect. Although the onlookers were not martial arts figures, this fairy's name was so great that it was impossible not to know her. This fairy, Qin Yanran, had only been in the martial arts world for half a year, yet she had already dealt with nearly a hundred underworld experts. She was famously righteous and hated evil, and as a disciple of the Tianshan Granny, her seniority alone was enough to make her an equal to the leaders of Shaolin and Wudang. Her martial arts skills were also unparalleled, and she was unanimously regarded as the number one expert of the new generation in the martial arts world. With her reputation and strength, it was no wonder that she dared to issue a challenge to the Yin Dao Sect.
"It's bad! Run! Run!" The voices in the distance were filled with panic, but they didn't last long. After a scream, silence fell. The onlookers guessed what had happened. In the blink of an eye, the sea of onlookers vanished without a trace, leaving only the two broken swords and the curtain fluttering in the empty square.
The horse was incredibly fast; almost as soon as the hooves struck, the rider was already beneath the flagpole. With a slight movement of his hand, before those hidden in the shadows could even see him draw his sword, the flagpole snapped in two. The upper piece slid down slowly, hitting the ground with a thud. The rider gathered up the curtain and was about to leave when several riders caught up.
"Greetings, Vice Sect Leader." The later riders dismounted and bowed. Those who had dared to remain hidden realized why this man was so skilled; he was none other than the Vice Sect Leader of the Yin Blade Sect, the renowned outlaw "Iron-Faced Blade" Du Shangyang. Although a rising star, his martial arts prowess was second only to the sect leader, "Seven-Ring Blade" Jiang Shangqing, within the Yin Blade Sect. Even the four founding elders and protectors of the Yin Blade Sect were completely subservient to him, daring not to abuse their seniority.
"Hmph!" Du Shangyang snorted coldly, his stern face completely expressionless. His icy gaze swept over the people before him, sending chills down their spines as if they were in an ice cellar. They kowtowed repeatedly, but no one dared to break through the bone-chilling indifference before Du Shangyang.
"Have you found out?" Finally, his icy gaze left them, landing on the curtain, sharp enough to pierce it. The kneeling people secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yes. It's Yun Gan, the branch leader of the South Seven Miles branch. Yesterday, that shrew Qin Yanran single-handedly stormed the South Seven Miles branch, crippling the martial arts of Branch Leader Yun and dozens of others. She even declared that the next target is the West Thirteen Miles branch. The four guardians have already set off to assist in its defense."
"Oh," Du Shangyang's voice remained cold, but he was already deep in thought. Since his debut, he had never met a worthy opponent. Apart from Jiang Shangqing, no one could withstand his "Iron Face Blade" Seventeen Forms, a powerful technique that combined a blade with a palm strike. However, Qin Yanran was a direct disciple of Granny Tianshan. Although Granny Tianshan had not descended Tianshan for nearly sixty years, her martial arts prestige was unparalleled in the martial arts world. The disciples she trained would surely be quite formidable. Perhaps Qin Yanran was a formidable enemy.
"Vice Sect Leader, don't worry. No matter how skilled that Qin woman is, she's still a newcomer to the martial world. The Four Protectors will surely capture her easily. I've heard that although Qin woman is shrewish, she's extremely beautiful, which suits the Sect Leader's taste perfectly. I'm sure the Vice Sect Leader likes her too..."
"Enough!" Du Shangyang's voice remained cold. His eyes glanced at the firelight in the surrounding houses. Being so strongly provoked, it was no wonder that some brothers couldn't help but vent their anger in the houses nearby. The panicked cries of those being killed and burned faintly reached his ears. Although Du Shangyang wasn't used to this, he had no reason to stop them. Anyway, this was a habit of everyone before taking action! "Let's go back to headquarters first."
Even Du Shangyang had his troubles. When he returned to headquarters, bad news awaited him. Jiang Shangqing, pacing back and forth in the hall, looked like he had turned completely white overnight.
"Greetings, Sect Master."
"Enough, Shangyang. Look at this! Our sect's four guardians can't even handle a newcomer like Qin Yanran. They're completely at her mercy! That Qin witch is truly cunning. She threatened to attack the branch in the west thirteen miles, but instead appeared at the branch in the south three miles, causing chaos among us. I've already followed Xuanyang's instructions and ordered the four guardians to advance towards the four branch locations. No matter where the Qin witch attacks, we can react immediately. What do you think?"
"They've fallen for the trap." Du Shangyang's voice remained cold. "Qin Yanran spread this rumor to scatter the Four Protectors. Everyone knows the immense power of the Four Protectors' combined attack, the Four Symbols Formation. I'm sure some of those who were scattered have already met with misfortune."
"Report!" A scout rushed in, bowed to Jiang Shangqing, and then reported the bad news that Du Shangyang had already guessed: "The Four Protectors were ambushed and killed by that vixen Qin Yanran. They have all died one after another. Now, the four branch strongholds at West Thirteen Miles, South Four Miles, North Five Miles, and East Nine Miles have been destroyed." "
What!" Jiang Shangqing was furious. His eyes widened, and he almost wanted to kill the scout. Only then did Du Shangyang interject.
"Please calm down, Sect Master. I, Shangyang, will immediately accept Qin Yanran's challenge."
"Are you sure you can defeat her? That Qin witch has received the true teachings of the Heavenly Mountain Granny; her martial arts are incredibly powerful!"
"Don't worry, Sect Master, I have a way." A sinister smile crept onto Jiang Shangyang's cold lips, sending a chill down the spines of everyone in the room.
The two faced off before Shili Slope, having exchanged attacks countless times. Du Shangyang, having finished his attack, assumed a fighting stance. Outwardly, he appeared unaffected, but uncontrollable panting escaped his lips, his chest heaving uncontrollably. Cold sweat streamed down his back, unseen by others, clearly indicating extreme exhaustion. Opposite him, a woman dressed in white, even her veil was white, remained completely silent, exuding an elegant composure, as if she hadn't used a single ounce of strength to block Du Shangyang's ultimate attack.
"This won't do," Du Shangyang thought, panting. The knife in his hand seemed to grow heavier and heavier, and he had to use both hands to keep it from falling to the ground. His exhaustion was impossible to hide any longer. He had expected this to be a tough battle, but he hadn't anticipated Qin Yanran's martial arts prowess. Not only were her moves exquisite, but her internal energy was also incredibly profound, unlike that of a woman in her early twenties. Du Shangyang was almost certain that Qin Yanran's internal energy must have come from some extraordinary encounter. Even if the Heavenly Mountain Granny had taught her from childhood and nurtured her with all her heart, such profound internal energy couldn't be achieved. If she hadn't taken some kind of miraculous medicine, or if she had been subjected to the Heavenly Mountain Granny's bone-strengthening and marrow-refining techniques since childhood, how could he, Du Shangyang, with his fighting spirit and rich experience in the martial world, be unable to defeat her in terms of both internal energy and moves? What made Du Shangyang's blood boil the most was that Qin Yanran, despite clearly having the upper hand, hadn't made a single move. She simply moved with ease and nonchalance. The matter was that he could block or dodge Du Shangyang's killing move. His Iron Face Knife Technique was said to have seventeen moves, but in fact, the calm and deep Du Shangyang had three life-saving killing moves left behind. He had never used them even when sparring with Jiang Shangqing. Those were his signature moves, which he would never use unless it was the last resort. Unexpectedly, Qin Yanran easily neutralized them, only letting out a slight "hmm" when neutralizing them, as if only these three moves were somewhat decent. This indifference, which completely disregarded him, was what made the proud and arrogant Du Shangyang most frustrated.
It seemed he had no choice but to use his final, desperate move. Pretending to still be panting, he pulled the knife back, concealing it behind his body. A cold glint in his eyes seemed to foreshadow a do-or-die attack. Du Shangyang slightly tightened the muscles in his hand gripping the knife, activating a mechanism within the blade. The medicinal liquid previously hidden in the hilt slowly flowed out, soaking the blade. This move was extremely insidious, and Du Shangyang wouldn't have used it unless absolutely necessary. However, he had already boasted to Jiang Shangqing, and if he couldn't defeat Qin Yanran, he wouldn't have the face to face Jiang Shangqing. At this moment, he had no choice but to resort to this poisonous method. The poison within the knife was specially concocted by him. On the surface, it was colorless and odorless, and its toxicity wasn't exactly deadly, but it was like a leech clinging to bone. Once it touched your weapon or clothing, it would gradually spread, seeping into your skin in moments, and no amount of miraculous medicine could eradicate it.
With a loud shout, Du Shangyang charged forward, his single-edged sword still concealed behind him. He intended to use his body to block his opponent's attacks before launching his own counterattack. This move wasn't about fighting for survival; it was about mutual destruction. Seemingly surprised by Du Shangyang's ferocity, Qin Yanran's reaction was slightly slower. Her martial arts and internal strength far surpassed Du Shangyang's, and she was already confident of victory. However, as a member of a reputable sect, and taught by the Heavenly Mountain Granny, she always held back in her attacks unless absolutely necessary or facing a truly wicked opponent, rarely resorting to lethal force. Du Shangyang was a newcomer and hadn't committed many evil deeds, so Qin Yanran merely parried and blocked, hoping he would back down and leave the Yin Dao Sect. After all, he was only a new member, and it was hard to imagine him risking his life. Just as Qin Yanran hesitated, Du Shangyang's figure was already before her, forcing her to unleash her full power.
The figures flashed by, and in the blink of an eye, the two had switched places. Du Shangyang snorted coldly, falling to the ground before he could even utter a word, becoming a victim of Qin Yanran's sword. Qin Yanran sighed, looking at the trace of blood on her longsword and the small tear in her sleeve where he had ripped it open. Although the Yin Blade Sect had been rampant for a long time, it was mostly the work of the sect leader Jiang Shangqing and the four protectors. The newly joined Du Shangyang hadn't done much evil, and she hadn't originally intended to kill him.
Her bright, clear eyes, seemingly able to see through people's hearts, glanced at the tree. Qin Yanran knew that someone was watching the battle from there. The young scholar had been following her ever since she started her attack on the Yin Blade Sect. Although he followed from a distance, she couldn't shake him off. If she hadn't seen that he meant her no harm, Qin Yanran probably would have already chased him away.
Just as his gaze shifted, Du Shangyang, who should have been dead, sprang up from the ground, thrusting his single-edged sword with all his might towards Qin Yanran's back. He was fatally wounded, but the experienced man was still waiting, preparing to strike again. Qin Yanran, though highly skilled in martial arts, had little experience with this kind of ambush. By the time she heard the whistling behind her ear, it was too late to turn around. She hastily braced herself on one foot, leaning forward, hoping to escape Du Shangyang's attack range, even at the cost of her back injury.
Just as Du Shangyang's attack was about to succeed, a soft sound rang out, and a weapon, arriving before Du Shangyang's sword, struck from a distance, knocking it away with extraordinary force. Du Shangyang's full-force strike was completely shattered, and he was sent flying sideways, landing as if nailed to the ground, unable to move again.
"Thank you so much." She silently exclaimed how close she came to disaster, seeing the single-edged sword slashing at her feet, just half an inch away. She almost couldn't dodge it. Qin Yanran nodded slightly and greeted the scholar who had jumped down. The
young scholar waved his hand slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips, as if to say Qin Yanran didn't need to thank him. He bent down to retrieve a fan rib from the sword. Suddenly, the young scholar's eyes lit up. He didn't even bother retrieving the fan rib; with a whoosh, the folding fan in his hand flew out and was offered to Qin Yanran's sleeve. He used a move from the authentic Wutai Mountain style, the "Round and Smooth Strike," transforming swordsmanship into a folding fan technique. The power of the fan was concentrated, clearly indicating that this person possessed considerable martial arts skill. However, in Qin Yanran's eyes, this strength was nothing special, only slightly better than Du Shangyang. Knowing that this man's martial arts skills were far inferior to hers, and that he had just saved her life, Qin Yanran understood that although his actions were hasty, he meant no harm. Her outstretched hand didn't tremble at all, allowing him to brush his folding fan across her sleeve.
With a gentle turn, he traced a circle on Qin Yanran's sleeve, and a small piece of white gauze fell. The gauze drifted down, but before it even touched the ground, the grass within its veil had already withered. Qin Yanran felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her face beneath the veil. Clearly, Du Shangyang's brush had left poison on her clothes. If she hadn't been careful, the poison would have traveled up her meridians, and even if it could be cured, it would have required considerable effort. She felt even more grateful to this man; if she had been injured by Du Shangyang's knife, the poison would have entered her bloodstream, making it even more difficult to treat.
Qin Yanran had just raised her head when the man was already far away, without leaving a single word. Thinking of his earlier demeanor, Qin Yanran knew he was shy. Although his face was veiled, Qin Yanran's beauty was already renowned throughout the martial arts world, attracting countless suitors; perhaps he was one of them! Next time she encountered him, she would have to give him a good look. However, looking at Du Shangyang lying dead on the ground, Qin Yanran was deeply alarmed. She would be more careful next time; there might not be another chance.
Hearing the lively rumors circulating in the inn, Qin Yanran, who had been quietly enjoying her meal, felt a slight pain in her slender hand holding the cup upon hearing one of the names. The small cup in her hand had unknowingly cracked. She put down the cup, focused her attention, and listened carefully to the conversation around her. Having recently killed Du Shangyang, the vice-leader of the Yin Dao Sect, she anticipated a retaliatory attack, perhaps even a full-scale offensive. Therefore, she refrained from taking the initiative and waited patiently in a small pavilion a short distance from the Yin Dao Sect's headquarters, except for meals and lodging. She remained completely passive, waiting for their attack. However, after several days of waiting, the Yin Dao Sect made no move whatsoever. Qin Yanran, initially puzzled, now understood. It turned out the Yin Dao Sect hadn't abandoned their revenge. Jiang Shangqing, however, knew his martial arts were roughly equal to Du Shangyang's and he feared he wouldn't fare well against Qin Yanran. Therefore, he had no intention of taking action himself, but instead hired several underworld assassins to cause trouble for Qin Yanran. If they could defeat her, all the better; even if they couldn't, it would give the Yin Dao Sect some breathing room. Although Bai Huanqing, the "Blood-Clad Assassin," and Zhu Yuran, the "Human Slayer," were already famous, they were nothing to Qin Yanran. However, upon hearing that even the "Evil Illusion Prince" had been hired to help, Qin Yanran had to be cautious. This "Evil Illusion Prince" was not a famous assassin, but a lewd and wicked man. Although he had not been in the martial arts world for long, countless female warriors had lost their chastity to him. Not only was he mysterious and unpredictable, but what was most terrifying was that any woman who was targeted by him would not be harmed just once. Once the "Evil Illusion Prince" touched a woman, he would play with her to his heart's content. With his extremely evil techniques, he would make her body and soul crumble with lust, and after hatred turned into love and lustful passion, he would ruthlessly abandon the women he had played with, leaving them with immense physical and mental trauma that was difficult to heal. There was a female knight-errant named Zhao Yaqing under the Tianshan Sect. In terms of seniority, she was Qin Yanran's grand-niece. She had fought with this man before, and naturally, she was also played by the "Evil Illusion Prince." Not only was she repeatedly violated, but he also used lewd techniques to drain her essence, causing severe damage to her internal energy. After barely escaping back to Tianshan, she has been bedridden ever since. Qin Yanran had heard Zhao Yaqing talk about how she was played by that "Evil Illusion Prince"...
...Although she was walking alone on a deserted mountain path, there was not a trace of fear on the pretty girl's face. Instead, there was a smile on her delicate oval face. Her elegant and pretty appearance contained a bit of innocence, but the long sword that was always in her hand made her look more heroic and less delicate. Since descending from Tianshan, Zhao Yaqing had personally killed many villains, quickly making a name for herself. A heroic woman like her wouldn't be afraid of walking at night, especially since this road, though remote and deserted, perfectly suited her desire for peace and quiet. After all, petty thieves appearing on such secluded paths were unlikely to be very powerful.
Having walked for so long, she was tired. Leaning against a large tree, Zhao Yaqing took a deep breath, slowly regulating her breathing. Although she didn't have the same fortune as her grand-aunts who underwent marrow cleansing and internal energy cultivation from a young age, resulting in rapid advancements in internal strength, she was still considered talented among the younger generation. While her skill was limited by her youth and not yet profound, the exquisite nature of her techniques more than compensated for this. Among her opponents were those with greater skill than her, but after exchanging blows, none were defeated by Zhao Yaqing's Tianshan signature moves.
She inwardly cursed her bad luck, but before she could react, large raindrops pelted down on her face. Although Zhao Yaqing was sheltered under a tree and shouldn't have been directly affected by the rain, the downpour was so heavy that the lush tree seemed almost nonexistent under such intense heat. In her haste, Zhao Yaqing hadn't paid attention to the weather and didn't have time to take out her raincoat from her bundle; in an instant, her clothes were completely soaked. If she hadn't reacted quickly and stuffed her bundle into a tree hollow, even the dry clothes inside would have been ruined. Squeezing herself into the tree trunk as if trying to blend in, Zhao Yaqing dodged the rain while simultaneously using her internal energy to ward off the chill. She finally managed to warm up; getting soaked was bad enough, but catching a cold from it would be a laughingstock in the martial arts world.
Despite the torrential rain, the eyes and ears of a martial artist practicing their internal energy are exceptionally sharp. Zhao Yaqing felt a sudden jolt in her heart as a strange sound slipped into her ears. It was a sound she would never normally hear; it wasn't speech, nor music, but rather the seductive whispers and tender words between a man and a woman, which then transformed into the sounds of pleasure and gasps of a man and woman in the throes of passion. Although it was an illicit affair despised by righteous people, the pleasure was undiminished, even seemingly intensified. The intensity of the passion made even Zhao Yaqing, who had only heard a faint sound, blush.
In the pouring rain, Zhao Yaqing shouldn't have interfered, but the girl's curiosity was strong, and she had traveled to Hangzhou at night specifically to inquire about the disappearance of her close friend, Luo Bingyun, one of the three beauties known as the "Three Immortals of Hangzhou" and the vice-leader of the Xiyun Sect. The three beauties of Hangzhou were Luo Bingyun, Xie Qingxia, and Jin Tingyi. They were not only renowned for their beauty and charm, but Luo Bingyun and Xie Qingxia were also famous martial arts masters. Jin Tingyi, though not skilled in martial arts, was the betrothed of Fan Xiang, the head of the Lin Yun Sect, and was surrounded by numerous skilled guards. The disappearances of Jin Tingyi and Luo Bingyun not only infuriated Fan Xiang but also put Xie Qingxia's Fei Yun Sect in a state of turmoil, fearing for Xie Qingxia's safety. Although the incident occurred in Hangzhou, news of it spread throughout the Central Plains within days. Even Zhao Yaqing, who initially had absolute confidence in Luo Bingyun's martial arts skills, was now still worried and went to Hangzhou herself. With a reluctant glance at the bundle in the tree hollow, Zhao Yaqing took a deep breath, braved the heavy rain, and leaped to the treetop. She focused intently on searching for the direction from which the sound came. Fortunately, the rain had subsided somewhat,
and the sound was much clearer. Zhao Yaqing moved with lightning speed, heading straight northwest, seemingly unaffected by the torrential rain. Although Zhao Yaqing was incredibly fast, the distance was simply too great. If it weren't for the woman's voice being so passionate and absorbed, completely oblivious to her surroundings, indulging in unrestrained moaning of carnal pleasure, perhaps even Zhao Yaqing wouldn't have been able to find the location. After running for an hour or so, when Zhao Yaqing finally approached the small mountain hut, the woman's voice had changed to that of a third person. Although the person and voice were different, the same passion, pleasure, and satisfaction emanated from them, mixed with the man's nonchalant panting. Clearly, this man had exceptional sexual prowess, having satisfied two women without any apparent distress.
Her soaked clothes clung to her body, revealing her slender and exquisite figure. Although Zhao Yaqing was born in the Tianshan Mountains, where disciples were generally much taller than those from the Central Plains, she was considered petite among the Tianshan disciples. However, her body, far more slender than that of women from the Central Plains, was still quite pleasing to the eye. As she ran, Zhao Yaqing heard the voice of the second woman who had been aroused by that man more clearly than before. Her curiosity compelled her to suppress her shyness and peek into the room. In the pouring rain, she moved slowly, letting the rain drown out her footsteps. Forcing herself to remain calm, Zhao Yaqing approached the window and stealthily peered inside. What she saw almost made her scream! She had imagined what the room would look like, but what she saw still shocked her. The furnishings were simple: a table, a chair, a large bed, and a dressing table. But the scene on the bed was truly horrifying. A man was pinning a delicate, beautiful young woman down, wantonly thrusting into her tender orifice, ravaging her until she was drenched in sweat and panting. Although it seemed like the man was forcefully attacking her, the girl's flushed body, her pleading moans, and her desperate twisting and thrusting of her slender body to meet his thrusts, along with her eagerly grasping his back with her delicate fingers, showed that she had reached the peak of pleasure. She wasn't being raped; she was actively offering herself. Incredible pleasure was overwhelming her mind and body, causing her to completely abandon the shyness and timidity of a pure young girl, offering herself wholeheartedly and passionately enjoying the carnal pleasure. Two other stunningly beautiful, naked women lay on the bed. One was sprawled out on her back, while the other was prone, her face turned towards the window, her eyes glazed over, her breasts heaving rapidly. Clearly, they had already reached climax during the man's advances and were still savoring the sweet afterglow. All three women were beaming with pleasure, their eyes filled with love and longing for the man. Although they were all completely naked, the small house, despite the cold rain, felt warm and inviting, devoid of any chill. However, what almost made Zhao Yaqing scream was the beautiful face of the girl lying on her back. Although her expression was unfamiliar, Zhao Yaqing was absolutely certain that the woman was none other than Luo Bingyun, who was rumored to have disappeared! There were no traces of blood on her snow-white legs, and her trembling legs appeared incredibly fragile. Clearly, this wasn't her first time with a man. However, the satisfaction and pleasure in her eyes showed no sign of reluctance; she was obviously caught up in the passion of a love affair and couldn't bear to be apart from that man. Although Luo Bingyun was an outstanding beauty, and now, naked, she was even more alluring, her seductive charm after the act indescribable—even Zhao Yaqing's heart would flutter at the sight—the other two beauties were in no way inferior to Luo Bingyun, and perhaps even surpassed her. Clearly, the three stunning beauties enjoying themselves, moaning and reveling in the room were the renowned Three Immortals of Hangzhou.
"So beautiful... ah... good brother... I'm almost... I'm almost dying... ah... oh... you're so strong... oh... good brother... you're killing me... I can't take it anymore... oh..." Jin Tingyi's panting continued, although she said she couldn't take it anymore, her body's movements didn't hesitate at all, instead, she strongly met his deep attacks, happily enjoying the man's countless pounding, each thrust hitting the deepest part of her body, the sound was powerful, each sound hitting Zhao Yaqing's heart, making her feel as if she didn't know what to do. He watched idly as the rain continued to fall on her, soaking her increasingly hot body. Instead of going inside to stop her, Zhao Yaqing watched in stunned silence, even beginning to fantasize about how she would react and receive his advances if the man inside, after "slaughtering" the three beauties, was still not satisfied and wanted to "operate" on her. From Luo Bingyun's face, Zhao Yaqing saw what true sex was—that expression was a woman's ultimate paradise!
"So...so beautiful...so wonderful...good brother...mmm...how...how can you be so hard...so thick...so powerful...I want...mmm...I want it again...I'm going to die again...ah..."
Completely ignorant of martial arts, Jin Tingyi's stamina in bed was naturally inferior to that of Luo Bingyun and Xie Qingxia, both possessing profound internal strength. If the man hadn't already taken down two beauties and initially restrained himself to induce Jin Tingyi's ecstasy, how could the delicate, petal-like Jin Tingyi have lasted this long? She could no longer hold on; her flushed brows were filled with the sweet allure of climax. After a long, drawn-out scream, Jin Tingyi collapsed, her eyes, which had been burning with love and desire as she gazed at the man, now lost in a daze. Just as Zhao Yaqing, watching with gritted teeth, couldn't help but worry about how the frail girl would withstand another wave of the man's onslaught, the man gently and sweetly pressed Jin Tingyi's slender, beautiful breasts, eliciting soft moans from her. He slowly withdrew, and Zhao Yaqing, her eyes wide with surprise, realized that the petite Luo Bingyun had just endured such a thick, enormous sex toy! It seems this man is quite chivalrous; otherwise, with his terrifying treasure and incredible stamina, even the highly skilled Luo Bingyun and Xie Qingxia would have been overwhelmed, let alone the delicate Jin Tingyi. With a gentle twist of his finger, the notoriously proud Xie Qingxia obediently crawled to his side, maintaining her alluring posture with her high, rounded buttocks, letting copious amounts of saliva flow down her legs. Her rosy, tender vulva faced Zhao Yaqing outside the window, and she kissed his erect penis, sucking on it with irresistible tenderness. Not to be outdone, Luo Bingyun, as if competing with Xie Qingxia to see who could please the man, dragged her weary body onto the man, sweetly continuing their passionate kiss, letting his hands roam freely over her body. After a long while, he gently patted Xie Qingxia's bare shoulder. In the instant she reluctantly pulled away, the man had already placed one hand on Luo Bingyun's slender waist, keeping her seated, and slumped down heavily. A joyful scream rang out from Luo Bingyun, her eyes instantly rolling back, clearly having revisited that incomparably wonderful paradise; her tender vulva had been deeply penetrated in an instant! Just as Luo Bingyun collapsed in satisfaction, the man seemed to let out a sigh of relief, lying down with the limp Luo Bingyun in his arms, panting. Zhao Yaqing, who had been watching from outside the window for a long time, finally noticed the mess. This man seemed to be not only skilled in bed, but also quite adept at the art of sexual enhancement. His skin was smooth and strong, while Luo Bingyun and Xie Qingxia, after their indulgence, were not only weak and powerless after ejaculation, but also had slight dark circles under their eyes and almost invisible eye bags, as if they had lost a lot of weight. It was clear that he had taken a lot of their energy. As for Jin Tingyi, since she did not know martial arts, the man not only did not use sexual enhancement on her, but seemed to have "nourished" her quite a bit, making her already smooth skin even smoother. Almost lost in the moment, Zhao Yaqing suddenly realized her mistake. She quickly withdrew her hand, which had been sliding between her thighs, from her pants. This couldn't go on. Although Luo Bingyun was deeply in love with this man, if he used his sexual techniques on her, it could cost her her life, or at least severely deplete her vital essence. As for Xie Qingxia and Jin Tingyi, she could consider them as people she had saved along the way.
This was just a brief moment of realization. When Zhao Yaqing's attention returned to the bed, only three naked beauties lay languidly on the large bed, displaying their unparalleled allure. Zhao Yaqing knew something was wrong. Since that person could make the highly skilled Luo Bingyun and Xie Qingxia willingly and shamelessly engage in illicit sexual relations with a man, their martial arts prowess must be extremely high. Even with the heavy rain as cover, once their senses returned after the act, her presence would inevitably be revealed. But it was too late for Zhao Yaqing to react. A sudden numbness shot through her neck, and her entire body instantly went limp. Her soft, wet body slid weakly into the man's arms behind her.
"You've been soaked in the rain for so long, you're completely drenched! Come in! I'll make sure you're 'warmed up'." The
man chuckled softly, his hot masculine breath warm against Zhao Yaqing's ear. One hand, brushing against her soaked clothes, slowly slid down her back, kneading her waist a few times. A gentle, lingering heat spread through her. Zhao Yaqing, who had been observing from the sidelines, felt a stirring of desire. Provoked by the man's touch, she could no longer resist.
He carried her, her body limp, to the bedside. The man didn't hastily push her onto the bed, tear off her wet clothes, or completely violate her. Instead, he held her by the back of her neck with one hand, while the other gently yet passionately caressed her entire body, eliciting soft moans from her. The three women on the bed seemed used to this man bringing in a beautiful woman and groping her. Only Luo Bingyun, who recognized Zhao Yaqing, was somewhat surprised. However, instead of stopping the man's actions, she smiled tacitly, as if she hoped Zhao Yaqing would also be brought to the bed for a similar experience.
"You...who are you...let me go! No..." For the first time, Zhao Yaqing felt every inch of her skin burning hot, as if it were about to melt. She couldn't help but moan. She knew that this man was definitely not a decent person, but her whole body was burning hot, her face was flushed, and her slender legs were weak. She had completely lost the strength to protect herself.
"Be good!" The man chuckled, his hands, caressing Zhao Yaqing's body, burning like fire. Before she knew it, he had stripped her of her clothes, piece by piece, from her top and bottom to her undergarments. Zhao Yaqing's slender figure was no longer concealed. She was only half a head shorter than the man. If she hadn't been soaked in the rain and hadn't witnessed such a dramatic scene, leaving her weak and half-hearted, how could the man have so easily taken advantage of her? Gently stroking Zhao Yaqing's naked skin, the smooth, silky feel was exquisite. A smile appeared on the man's lips, as if he had noticed something.
"Bingyun, do you recognize her? Who is this beautiful girl?"
"She…she is Zhao Yaqing from the Tianshan Sect…" Luo Bingyun's voice was still lingering, soft and smooth like a water chestnut from Jiangnan.
"So it's her. Very well, then you can make her 'be good' a little!" "Considering she's your friend, I'll give Bingyun some time to tease her properly." "Oh
God! Don't torture me anymore!" Zhao Yaqing cried out inwardly. Upon hearing the man's command, Luo Bingyun obediently moved closer, her slender lips gently kissing Zhao Yaqing's burning cheeks, her delicate hands tenderly caressing her breasts. The man didn't let go; not only did his warm breath warmly brush behind her ear, but his free hand slid up to Zhao Yaqing's firm, high, round buttocks, caressing them with irresistible affection. Although it was a fleshy area, his strength was just right, and the sensation of desire flowed in unhindered. Gradually, Zhao Yaqing's body grew hotter and hotter, her originally tightly closed legs involuntarily parting, allowing the man's magic hands to caress that forbidden place that made her feel both soft and pleasurable.
Gently licking Zhao Yaqing's cheek with her tongue, the soft-spoken Zhao Yaqing had already obediently begun kissing Luo Bingyun. It seemed that Luo Bingyun's oral skills, under the man's tutelage over the past few days, had improved by leaps and bounds, even managing to make Zhao Yaqing extend her fragrant tongue to sweetly intertwine with hers. Zhao Yaqing's rationality gradually disappeared under the passionate caresses of the two. She wanted to struggle, but her whole body felt as if it were soaked in vinegar, weak and sore, and she didn't want to move.
"Okay...okay Bingyun...don't do this...I...I can't take it anymore..." Although she said she couldn't take it anymore, Zhao Yaqing's actions became more and more fiery. Although she was still very inexperienced, and even less skilled than Luo Bingyun, her virginal desires had been clearly aroused.
"It can't be any other way, Yaqing... Now that you're here... and you've seen me reach climax like this... you should know how wonderful it is, so naturally I want you to experience it too... Besides, besides, he's already taken a liking to you..." Luo Bingyun's voice was sweet and melodious, making Zhao Yaqing's body go weak.
"He... who is he... Bingyun, how did you... how did you get here..." Zhao Yaqing finally managed to ask. She knew she might not escape the same fate as Luo Bingyun and the other two women, that she would soon become a naked, deflowered woman like them, melting under the pleasure of this clandestine lovemaking, becoming as carefree as Luo Bingyun and the others, but unwilling to be played with by a man in such a daze.
"I...I don't know who he is..." Luo Bingyun's face was flushed, as if she had returned to a sweet memory. Although her movements softened a bit, the passion hidden in her sudden changes in speed was even stronger. This carnal passion seemed to be contagious, and even Zhao Yaqing was infected. Not only was her whole body hot, but her inner world was also flowing like a stream. The desire that had already overflowed while she was watching seemed to be about to burst out! "That day, after practicing swordsmanship with my senior brother, the sect leader, I was about to go to sleep after my usual bath when... he ambushed me in my boudoir. He not only subdued me but also stripped me naked, groping me all over, making me feel incredibly uncomfortable... In my hazy state, he took my virginity in my boudoir..."
Glancing at the man with an incredibly sweet look, Luo Bingyun's words softened. She lowered her voice and gently recounted in Zhao Yaqing's ear just how skilled and gentle this man was in bed, and how alluring the pleasure he brought her was. After all, Luo Bingyun was an experienced woman herself; she could see that Zhao Yaqing was still a virgin. Without properly teasing and arousing her desire, she absolutely could not bear the pain of losing her virginity. However, as she recounted the man's gentle teasing that day, Luo Bingyun herself felt a surge of desire. As for Zhao Yaqing, who had never had sexual experience, she was in an even worse state than Luo Bingyun, who had tasted the pleasure. At this moment, her ears were all blurry and she could not see anything. Only intense desire was burning within her. How much she, so innocent, longed for a man to use the same methods he had used to manipulate Luo Bingyun and the others to make her feel like she was in heaven and hell! "Because he couldn't drag it out too long, he acted swiftly and decisively. As soon as I was aroused, he thrust in and quickly brought me to orgasm, though it really hurt… When I came to my senses, only traces of blood remained on my legs, along with the lingering pleasure inside, making me feel both comfortable and distressed… I didn't want to give in so quickly, but seeing I was awake, he took advantage of me again, making all my shame vanish. After I was completely dizzy, he played with me hard and intensely again on the bed, giving me another blissful orgasm. I was scared and ashamed, and I couldn't bear to give up that pleasure, so I didn't dare cry out. But his methods didn't stop there… After I ejaculated again, he regained his strength inside me. This time, I couldn't even cry; I could only willingly let him play with me… truly willingly. It was then that I realized that willingly sleeping with him was far more pleasurable than being forced into it!"
"And… and then, Bingyun…"
"Of course... the fourth time he wasn't in my bed... I had already been with him three times right after losing my virginity, I really couldn't resist him anymore. Later he didn't kidnap me, he just brought me here willingly..." Luo Bingyun smiled charmingly, and after having already slept with three beautiful and charming women, the man's dark penis had become erect after resting for so long. Luo Bingyun knew that the man was ready to unleash his power and would soon enjoy the pleasure of deflowering a girl on Zhao Yaqing's tender body! "After bringing me here, and trying everything indoors and outdoors, making me feel like I was dying and floating on air, of course I wouldn't ask his name again... After that, I helped him come up with a plan to trick Tingyi and Qingxia into coming here, and that's how things went..." The more she spoke, the hotter she became, and Luo Bingyun started panting. Just thinking about how Tingyi and Xie Qingxia went from resisting to being submissive, from virgins to women, from being proud and gentle, to being completely conquered by the man, not even knowing his name, yet willingly indulging in lewd pleasures with him, not even caring that Shengtian was being played with by three women in one husband in front of others, that endless, lewd spring scenery was truly unforgettable. If it weren't for the fact that Zhao Yaqing had to be deflowered, Luo Bingyun really wanted him to play with her like that!
"I...I won't...I won't be conquered so easily..."
"Qingxia was even more stubborn than you at first...but after she tasted the pleasure, she broke down even faster than me! Right after being defiled, she took the initiative to beg him for pleasure..." Luo Bingyun giggled, pinching Xie Qingxia's tender face hard with her slender hand, causing Xie Qingxia to pout and resist, her heart full of happiness but unwilling to retaliate. She also knew it was best not to mention Jin Tingyi at this time. Although she was weak, she had endured for a long time under the man's pleasurable invasion. She was forced into a position by that man, and after four or five rounds of pleasure, she transformed from a well-mannered young lady into the seductive woman she was now. However, afterwards, she was even more wanton than Luo Bingyun and Xie Qingxia! The clothes of the two women beside the bed were covered with stains. Clothes were completely unnecessary during naked pleasure, and could only be used to wipe the stains afterward.
Xie Qingxia and Jin Tingyi made way on the bed, and Luo Bingyun also stepped aside, allowing the man to sit down with the naked Zhao Yaqing in his arms. Zhao Yaqing's heart had already slipped into a chaotic abyss. She didn't even know this man's name. She really didn't want to be played with by him in such a daze. However, after being teased so seductively by Luo Bingyun, and with the man's rubbing of her waist just now, it was as if he had applied some kind of technique to Zhao Yaqing's body. Being held by him made her feel weak and numb, extremely comfortable. Zhao Yaqing felt that she could not resist the caresses and play of the man and woman who were burning with desire. Reason had collapsed. Her slender body stretched out freely, sweetly inviting his thrusts with the charm of her female body.
"Please...be gentle...just a little bit...I'll...I'll be good...I'll let you do it...mmm..." Her sweet moans were muffled by the man's mouth. Zhao Yaqing felt dizzy, her throat parched, slowly soothed by the man's overflowing saliva. But the burning desire within her didn't subside; instead, it intensified. Zhao Yaqing knew this was a process every girl had to go through, and that losing her virginity would be very painful. If she could be like Luo Bingyun, experiencing pleasure during that most painful moment, it would be wonderful. Although she didn't want to be like Luo Bingyun, Jin Tingyi, and Xie Qingxia, offering her precious body to him without even knowing who he was, deep down, Zhao Yaqing unconsciously longed to be as unrestrained as they were, to enjoy that kind of lewd pleasure.
He gently pushed Zhao Yaqing down onto the bed, spreading her legs apart with his large hands, exposing her moist vulva to his eyes. Luo Bingyun's teasing had really worked. When he first played with the virgin bodies of Luo Bingyun, Jin Tingyi, and Xie Qingxia, he hadn't made them this wet! Zhao Yaqing's beauty was no less than that of the Three Immortals of Hangzhou, enough to make even a seasoned beauty like him flutter in his heart. Besides, he wasn't a novice. Although it was raining heavily, he had already noticed Zhao Yaqing peeking outside while he was enjoying Jin Tingyi's passion. She was watching intently, which showed that she was open-minded and easy to get. So he went all out and prolonged the time, not only making Jin Tingyi even happier and more paralyzed, but also forcing himself to ejaculate inside Luo Bingyun, making them both feel dizzy and tingling. Zhao Yaqing, who was watching, also felt her heart melt. Right now, she was so delicate and shy, as if she were helpless, yet she was full of sexual desire, and every part of her body exuded a captivating and seductive charm, making it impossible for him to resist!
Suppressing her sweet moans, Zhao Yaqing's beautiful eyes were too shy to open. The man's breathing was so close, she only dared to close one eye, feeling his hot, gentle touch against the inside of her sensitive thighs, making her breath quicken. He seemed to understand her reaction perfectly, his hot member touching places that brought both pleasure and pain to Zhao Yaqing, finally making her let out a soft moan. Her legs, which had been only half-open in shyness, obediently wrapped around his waist, completely exposing her virginity to him. The rain outside the window was loud, each sound seeming to make Zhao Yaqing's heart tremble. In waves of sweet, fiery pleasure, the man slowly entered her, gently taking Zhao Yaqing's body, transforming her from a girl into a woman. Following Zhao Yaqing's expression, which seemed to show both pain and pleasure, he began to thrust slowly and gently. He was always very gentle with a girl's first time, even if he didn't make her climax, he didn't want her to be in excruciating pain, otherwise how could he make her willingly enjoy pleasure in bed in the future? With the man's gentle thrusting, waves of heat rose from Zhao Yaqing's body. It wasn't as painful as Zhao Yaqing had imagined. Instead, her body was deeply enveloped by his fiery passion. The pleasure was far stronger than Zhao Yaqing had imagined. Her deepest parts were gently aroused again and again. The flower buds plucked by bees and butterflies trembled slightly, and another wave of sweet nectar flowed out...
(02)
The heavy rain finally stopped, and the sun was high in the sky. Zhao Yaqing slowly woke up, her naked body limp in the man's arms. Her clothes, which had fallen to the ground, were half-dry, but a large patch of her buttocks was wet, red and white. The joyful scenes of the previous night were still vivid in her mind. As if considerate of Zhao Yaqing's virginity, the man withdrew after letting her taste the sweetness and ejaculating a little. But Zhao Yaqing, with courage from who knows where, clung to him, coquettishly resisting. Her exhausted body was finally nourished by the man once again. But after Zhao Yaqing had another round of pleasure and collapsed on the bed unconscious, the man's fire burned like the midday sun. Zhao Yaqing, with her eyes full of lust, was both surprised and delighted to receive it again. The tender gazes of Luo Bingyun, Xie Qingxia, and Jin Tingyi, who were watching, made Zhao Yaqing feel extremely ashamed, but making love under so many eyes also had a unique kind of pleasure.
Seeing Zhao Yaqing wake up, the man smiled slightly and withdrew his hand from her bare back. Zhao Yaqing felt that hand was so comfortable, warm and hot. Although she knew she shouldn't be infatuated with this man, she suddenly had the urge to snuggle up to him again! "I know, Zhao Yaqing, you come from Tianshan, a prestigious and upright family, and you are most averse to this kind of outdoor debauchery. I'll give you a chance. As long as you can get out of the room on your own, I won't bother you anymore. Otherwise, you'll stay here obediently and become my tempting beauty. I will let you enjoy yourself to the fullest, and I guarantee you'll love this feeling." She
placed her slender hand on the man's body a couple of times. It seemed that last night's debauchery had gone too far. Not only could she not straighten her back, but her legs were also weak and powerless. Zhao Yaqing slightly circulated her internal energy, and as she thought, last night, during their blissful moments, the man had also taken her essence, causing Zhao Yaqing's yin energy to be greatly depleted, and her power was not as strong as before. This kind of pleasure really did come at a price! With a coquettish moan, Zhao Yaqing slumped into the man's arms, letting his demonic hands play with her pink, perky breasts. Though she protested softly, her heart was filled with sweetness; she knew she couldn't escape his grasp. She was about to be controlled by this man, her precious body at his mercy, becoming the most despicable slut she had ever been!
"Good girl…play with Yaqing's body as you please…Yaqing wants you…want you to rape her as you please…make Yaqing feel like she's dying and coming back to life…"
"That's what I like about you." The man smiled wickedly, flipping Zhao Yaqing over and pinning her beneath him. His penis, like an experienced horse, once again visited her honeyed orifice. Zhao Yaqing let out a loud, ecstatic moan. Her eyes narrowed slightly; she saw Luo Bingyun's smiling face, clearly very satisfied with Zhao Yaqing's pleasure.
And so, the four women and one man enjoyed their licentious life in the forest, leaving traces of passion everywhere—inside and outside the house, on the trees, in the grass, and even in the cold mountain spring water. Although the number of women was overwhelming, the man's sexual prowess was astonishing, and he was skilled in the art of prolonged intercourse. Often, he would bring all four women to ecstasy before he ejaculated, forcing Xie Qingxia or Zhao Yaqing to help him finish orally. Furthermore, he was skilled in the art of sexual cultivation, making it impossible for even the originally powerful and stable Luo Bingyun, Xie Qingxia, and Zhao Yaqing to resist. Moreover, they had already been possessed by him, and the pleasure during his sexual cultivation was several times greater than usual. How could these girls, their hearts filled with desire, possibly refuse his minion of energy? After a month, he had grown tired of the four women and abandoned them in a cabin in the woods. When he left, only Jin Tingyi, whom he had specially pampered and who hadn't undergone sexual cultivation, could still see him off. The other three women had been brought to ecstasy by his final, brutal rape and debauchery, their vital essence completely depleted, their legs weak and their waists limp, unable even to get out of bed. It was a miracle they hadn't died from exhaustion. All that remained of him, besides the indelible memories and the overflowing semen within their bodies, was the name "Evil Illusionary Prince."
Thinking of Zhao Yaqing's ordeal, even the usually serene Qin Yanran couldn't help but feel a surge of anger, thankfully concealed by her white face mask. She put down her cup, her beautiful eyes scanning her surroundings. She saw the young scholar who had helped her avoid poisoning sitting at another table. While outwardly pretending not to see the snow-white-clad Qin Yanran, his positioning was perfectly strategic. No matter who tried to attack her from behind, he could strike first, ensuring the beauty wouldn't be harmed. A slight smile played on Qin Yanran's lips beneath her face mask. This man was truly thoughtful!
"Thank you for your help last time, brother," Qin Yanran said, slowly approaching the scholar-like young man. She sat down, her voice sweeter and gentler than a nightingale's warbling, instantly soothing to the ear. Although Qin Yanran moved slowly, she left no gaps, preventing him from escaping.
"If it weren't for your rescue, I would have been poisoned. May I ask your name so I can express my gratitude?"
"No... I wouldn't dare..." Watching Qin Yanran's slender fingers lift a corner of her face towel and drink the tea in front of him in one gulp, the young man was at a loss. He quickly regained his composure and hurriedly raised his cup in return, almost knocking it over! "My name is Gong Yurong. It is my great honor to be able to help you, Fairy..."
Knowing that Gong Yurong was skilled in martial arts, but was shy like a young man when facing her, Qin Yanran did not press him further. However, she also knew how to appease such a person.
"Yanran is traveling alone in the martial world, completely without anyone to look after her. Now, having incurred the wrath of the Yin Dao Sect, she especially needs someone to keep an eye on her. Could you please do me a great favor, Brother Gongyu, and accompany me for a while? I thank you in advance."
"W-can you...is that alright?" Seeing Qin Yanran's cherry-like lips slightly parted, releasing a sweet and rich fragrance that seemed to fill the entire room, Gongyu Rong could hardly believe his ears. Only when he saw Qin Yanran nod slightly did his heart settle.
"This would be my greatest fortune. I will do my utmost to follow you, Fairy. Please...please, Fairy, do not abandon me..."
Qin Yanran smiled beneath her veil, and Gongyu Rong seemed to sense it, his expression softening as well. Departing from her previous passive tactics, Qin Yanran this time adopted an active approach, striking the Yin Dao Sect's branches with unpredictable speed and leaving them no time to breathe. Her martial arts were superb, and coupled with Gong Yurong's exceptional intelligence capabilities, they had an unparalleled understanding of the Yin Dao Sect's strengths and weaknesses. Each attack struck like a blow to the snake's vitals, absolutely fatal and foolproof! Although there were a few unfortunate encounters with assassins hired by the Yin Dao Sect to deal with Qin Yanran, none of them were a match for her. Had Qin Yanran not refrained from killing them, merely crippling their martial arts, it's likely that no one in the Yin Dao Sect would have survived!
Even so, Qin Yanran was not entirely satisfied. First of all, she didn't believe that the Yin Blade Sect's strength was only so-so. Before she went down the mountain, Granny Tianshan had warned her that the Yin Blade Sect must have a powerful backer, and that she should be very careful. In addition, she had heard that even the "Evil Illusion Prince" was going to make a move, so she was even more prepared and only wanted to get justice for Zhao Yaqing, but the "Evil Illusion Prince" never appeared. Now, although she had almost wiped out the Yin Blade Sect's branches, leaving only the Xi Yili branch that she was currently dealing with, Qin Yanran did not want to go straight for the enemy's head before the backer of the Yin Blade Sect was clear. It seemed that she still had to wait for the Yin Blade Sect to take the initiative. If it weren't for Gong Yurong accompanying her and being sensible, giving Qin Yanran some breathing room, perhaps she wouldn't have been so patient.
"They're here."
After regulating his breathing, Gong Yurong assumed a fighting stance. This battle seemed unlikely to be easy. The West One Mile Branch was only about a mile away from the Yin Blade Sect's headquarters. For skilled martial artists, this distance was negligible. Moreover, this was the elite outpost of the Yin Blade Sect. The branch leader was Zhu Jieming, known as "Blood Sword Cold Edge," whose martial arts skills were comparable to Jiang Shangqing and Du Shangyang, and even surpassed the Four Protectors. If it weren't for his preference for swords over sabers, which displeased the mainstream members of the Yin Blade Sect, his position could have been further elevated. Just as Qin Yanran finally defeated Zhu Jieming, reinforcements from the Yin Dao Sect's headquarters arrived. However, the sect leader Jiang Shangqing was nowhere to be seen in the procession. Qin Yanran had guessed that, given his cunning, he would not show himself so easily. However, among the newcomers were two underworld masters, "Blood-Clad Assassin" Bai Huanqing and "Human Killer" Zhu Yuran. Although their martial arts skills were far inferior to Zhu Jieming and Du Shangyang, their cunning and scheming were even more formidable. Just by looking at how they were now hiding among the Yin Dao Sect disciples, waiting for an opportunity to strike, appearing and disappearing intermittently, it was clear that they would not be easy to deal with.
What a fierce battle! But Qin Yanran's skills were profound, and Gong Yurong was no weakling either. Furthermore, Bai Huanqing and Zhu Yuran were merely hired assassins; they fled at the first sign of trouble, leaving only the desperate Yin Dao disciples to fight the two. The final victor was naturally Qin Yanran's side. However, after such a fierce battle, even Qin Yanran was panting heavily, and Gong Yurong almost couldn't stand straight.
The moon was already high in the sky. After a long period of recuperation, Gong Yurong opened his eyes, his ears still listening to the sounds from the next room. Qin Yanran's breathing was still long and even, as always, clearly indicating that she had recovered from the exhaustion of the battle. Only then did he feel a weight lifted from his heart.
It happened in the blink of an eye. Just as Gong Yurong's heart had settled, a shrill sound pierced the air and shot towards Qin Yanran's room next door. The sound was so shrill and high-pitched that it was clear the newcomer was a highly skilled martial artist, no less than Qin Yanran. Startled, Gong Yurong jumped out of bed and rushed to the next room, barging in without even asking a question.
Oh no… oh no! Gong Yurong realized his rashness as he entered Qin Yanran's room and quickly retreated, but the beautiful scene that had unfolded before his eyes was impossible to erase. Sitting by the window, Qin Yanran had clearly just bathed. Not only was she not wearing a face towel, but she wasn't even properly dressed either. Only a pale yellow bodice covered her body, with a thin silk robe draped over it. As she sat by the window admiring the moonlight, her slender arms and long, jade-like legs, visible through the thin gauze, seemed almost transparent. Qin Yanran's skin, already as white as snow, was even more radiant in the moonlight, a beauty beyond description. Even a single glance made Gong Yurong's heart pound.
"It's alright, come in!"
He bowed his head and entered. Qin Yanran hadn't bothered to dress herself, only draping a long cloak over her shoulders, covering her arms and legs, but her slender, white feet were still visible. Seeing Qin Yanran's expression, Gong Yurong finally relaxed. Clearly, she hadn't taken his rudeness to heart. Under the moonlight, Qin Yanran's face was as beautiful as a flower. Though she wore no makeup, her delicate cheeks were slightly flushed, and the faint smile on her lips was even more captivating than when she was carefully made up. She was truly a peerless beauty!
"Don't just look around, take a look at this first!" Just that smile seemed to warm the cool room. Gong Yurong followed Qin Yanran's slender finger and saw a small dart perfectly embedded in the wall, with a small cup floating on it. Gong Yurong had noticed as soon as he entered that one cup was missing from Qin Yanran's table; obviously, she had thrown the cup, changing the dart's trajectory.
He tore off a piece of cloth, wrapped it around his hand, and gently removed the dart. Gong Yurong was shocked; the dart thrower's skill was truly remarkable! The dart was small and light, making it difficult to travel far. However, even with Qin Yanran's skill, she didn't notice the man approaching. Either his skill was exceptionally high, or he was throwing the dart from a distance. Hearing the piercing sound of it cutting through the air, Gong Yurong initially thought it was something like a whistling arrow. But this dart had no holes; instead, it was round and blunt, like a small ball. He couldn't help but feel a chill. To throw this dart from a distance, accurately embedding it in the wall, producing such a loud whistling sound, and yet controlling the force perfectly so that the dart only penetrated the wall a fraction of an inch without embedding itself—the control of force was simply divine. This skill alone was enough to chill one to the bone. Gong Yurong had traveled the martial world for quite some time, but he had never seen such a master.
"Only the words 'East Ten Mile Pavilion, Tomorrow at Wei Shi' were written on it; not even a signature was left." "
Why bother leaving a payment?" Qin Yanran smiled faintly, not even taking the escort document.
"Does the fairy already know who this person is?"
"Almost. To cultivate 'Heavenly Thunder Strike' to this level, there are few in the martial arts world who can do it. I never thought... I never thought he was the one supporting the Yin Blade Sect. Alas!"
"So it was him!" Gong Yurong said, wiping his sweat. He never imagined that the Yin Blade Sect had such a master behind it!
"You know him too?" Qin Yanran looked at him with great interest.
"Even if Gong Yurong is ignorant, he knows the four masters of 'Thunder Flash Heaven and Earth' who were famous in the martial arts world sixty years ago: Illusionary Thunder God, Lightning Sword Monk, Heavenly Mountain Granny, and Earth Dragon Lord."
"That's right, it's Huan Leigong. Yanran only learned about these seniors' anecdotes from my master, but she never expected that her opponent this time would be Senior Huan Leigong." "This..." Gong Yurong seemed to have something to say but stopped, and after thinking for a moment ,
his brows furrowed.
"What is it?"
"I've heard a secret about Huan Lei Gong, but I don't know if it's true or not."
"Could you tell me, Brother Rong, so that I can have some idea?" "
It's said that Huan Lei Gong had a disciple who had a falling out with him eight years ago. After a fierce battle, the disciple was injured and fled the sect. Huan Lei Gong also suffered internal injuries that lingered for a long time, leading him to retire."
"The rise of the Yin Dao Sect eight years ago also happened eight years ago, so it seems this rumor has some truth to it. Thank you, Brother Rong. Although I shouldn't gloat, Huan Lei Gong's skill was even greater than my master's back then. If he hadn't been injured, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been qualified to fight him. By the way, who exactly was that disciple who fled the sect?"
"This... I've only heard about it, I have absolutely no evidence... I heard that the disciple is Young Master Huanxie. So I've been suspicious ever since. How could he possibly be hired by the Yin Dao Sect to take action? Given Young Master Huanxie's extremely fierce personality, such a major event as breaking out of the sect and leaving the mountain would definitely not be so easily resolved." Gong Yurong spoke slowly. Young Master Huanxie's evil reputation was widespread. Although he wouldn't mention the names of the women he had harmed, some names would still circulate. Zhao Yaqing's case was no secret. However, few people knew who the other woman who suffered at the same time as Zhao Yaqing was, and no one dared to inquire.
"Perhaps the Yin Blade Sect wants to force him out, Brother Rong. This battle is different from the previous one. Even if Senior Huan Lei Gong's internal injuries haven't healed, Yan Ran's chances of winning aren't high. Could you please not go this time? If Yan Ran hasn't returned by 5 PM tomorrow, then please clean up the mess." "
But..."
"Don't worry, Brother Rong. Senior Huan Lei Gong is a highly skilled senior and would never do anything sneaky. The Yin Blade Sect wouldn't dare to play tricks on him either."
"Yes, then I'll take my leave first. Fairy... please be careful." Although he really wanted to go and support Qin Yan Ran, Gong Yu Rong knew that what Qin Yan Ran said was true. With Huan Lei Gong's famously overly fierce personality, he would never do anything despicable that would cause controversy. The Yin Blade Sect wouldn't dare to act rashly either. But as long as there was any possibility, he still wanted to witness this battle. However, Gong Yurong also realized that this battle could almost determine the survival of the Yin Blade Sect. Huan Leigong would never go alone. If he went, and witnessed Qin Yanran in danger, Gong Yurong would definitely intervene. With his martial arts skills, it would take at least three or five skilled fighters from the Yin Blade Sect to stop him. If it turned into a chaotic battle, it would be even more disadvantageous.
A series of metallic clanging sounds rang out in mid-air, seemingly without any pause. The two figures that had drifted apart hadn't even landed before they had already assumed their fighting stances. The long sound had barely ended when the two figures, one white and one red, overlapped again, and the sound of weapons clashing rang out. Jiang Shangqing and a dozen other skilled fighters watching from the sidelines were sweating profusely. Although their martial arts were considered among the best of their time, they couldn't even clearly see what moves Huan Leigong and Qin Yanran were using, and they couldn't even imagine why Qin Yanran's longsword and Huan Leigong's Thunderclap Sword produced such a long sound when they clashed. Surely their weapons couldn't have been sharpened? But the two fighters knew very well that they had encountered a formidable opponent they would never encounter in their lives. Huan Leigong had long known that Granny Tianshan's swordsmanship was not only exquisite in its moves, but also... The word "fast" combined with the unparalleled movement techniques of the Tianshan Sect makes it even more swift and difficult to defend against. The two had clashed countless times in the past, yet neither could gain the upper hand. Unexpectedly, her disciple, "Purple Jade Fairy" Qin Yanran, not only inherited this fast sword technique, but her skill was even more profound than that of the Tianshan Granny at the time. If the Tianshan Granny hadn't expended her inner energy since Qin Yanran's childhood to cleanse her marrow and temper her bones, allowing Qin Yanran's skill to advance by leaps and bounds, how could she, despite her extraordinary talent, be so powerful, given her youth?
Not to mention that Huan Leigong was filled with admiration as they fought, Qin Yanran was also both surprised and impressed. Huan Leigong's profound internal strength was beyond question, and his external skills were no less formidable than those of a young man. In addition, he wielded a heavy weapon, and every move he made carried the force of thunder. This kind of fighting style was the most energy-consuming and had the most openings. Qin Yanran should have had many opportunities to find weaknesses and exploit them. If it were anyone else, they would have been injured by Qin Yanran's swords several times. However, she did not expect that Huan Leigong's speed was almost as fast as hers. Although the longsword was much lighter and faster than the heavy Leigonghong, Huan Leigong's every move was filled with powerful internal force, which allowed him to barely resist Qin Yanran's fast swordsmanship. The speed of their attacks even drowned out the sound. A series of clashes formed a long sound. Only peerless masters of their caliber could know how much was contained in this long sound.
The long, drawn-out sound finally subsided. On the field, Qin Yanran, dressed in pristine white, and Huan Leigong, in crimson robes like blood, stood on opposite sides. Sweat dripped slowly from Huan Leigong's forehead, veins bulged at the corners of his eyes, and his fiery red face seemed about to explode. Qin Yanran, though still wearing her veil, had it clinging tightly to her face, moving slightly with her breath, a faint, damp steam rising gently. Both were completely focused on their opponent, their power and concentration at their peak, oblivious to everyone else. Clearly, the next move would be the culmination of their life's work, a final, decisive blow. Even Jiang Shangqing involuntarily took a few steps back.
The decisive strike was like a flash of lightning. Even with Jiang Shangqing's keen eyesight, he saw nothing. The two figures flashed apart, and Qin Yanran's slender white figure staggered a few steps upon landing. Just as Jiang Shangqing breathed a sigh of relief and was about to celebrate Huan Leigong's victory with his disciples, Huan Leigong suddenly trembled, fell to one knee, and could no longer control the thunderbolts. A trickle of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth. Jiang Shangqing was greatly shocked. He was Huan Leigong's second disciple, and although he joined the sect later and his talent was far inferior to his senior brother Huan Xie Gongzi, his martial arts were only mediocre in Huan Leigong's eyes. However, his quick thinking was unparalleled. It seemed that Huan Leigong had lost this battle. If Qin Yanran were to return safely, wouldn't the Yin Dao Sect have no choice but to disband?
"That Qin witch! She used underhanded tactics in a fair duel! Everyone, kill her!" Seeing that Qin Yanran's internal injuries were also serious, Jiang Shangqing shouted "Kill!" While the disciples blindly rushed towards Qin Yanran, he had already reached Huan Leigong's side. Not daring to meet Huan Leigong's gaze directly, he quickly sealed Huan Leigong's acupoints. This battle would determine the future of Jiang Shangqing and the Yin Dao Sect in the martial arts world. Jiang Shangqing couldn't allow Huan Leigong to stop him under any circumstances. His only hope now lay in the presence of two powerful figures, "Blood-Clad Assassin" Bai Huanqing and "Human Slayer" Zhu Yuran, who could deal with the injured "Purple Jade Fairy" Qin Yanran. Then, how the story of this battle would unfold would be entirely up to him.
Unfortunately, fate intervened. Just as Jiang Shangqing sealed Huan Leigong's acupoints, dozens of smoke bombs suddenly shot out, instantly filling the area with smoke, obscuring the sunset, making it impossible to see anything. Although he knew this was the work of Qin Yanran's accomplices, most likely Gong Yurong, he couldn't find any trace of him. He hadn't expected him to even know such cunning tricks from the East. Although he knew it was him, Jiang Shangqing, hiding nearby, could only shout loudly to increase his imposing presence. When the smoke cleared, Jiang Shangqing was stunned. The ground was littered with corpses. Not only Bai Huanqing and Zhu Yuran, but all the Yin Dao Sect experts who had seized the opportunity to attack were dead. He never expected Gong Yurong, seemingly weak, to be so ruthless; his actions were completely unlike those of a righteous person. Without even glancing at his disciples who had been hiding and hadn't had a chance to attack, Jiang Shangqing knew that he and the Yin Dao Sect were finished. He had angered his master, Huan Leigong, and even lost his elite troops. Now, even "Purple Jade Fairy" Qin Yanran had been rescued. The Yin Dao Sect was now surrounded by enemies. When Qin Yanran recovered and returned, it would be Jiang Shangqing's death day. The more Jiang Shangqing thought about it, the colder his heart became. He unconsciously clenched his fist, and Huan Leigong, whose acupoints should have been sealed to silence him, let out a mournful groan, seemingly mixed with immense resentment and anger, before collapsing limply. Jiang Shangqing quickly checked his breath, but he was already dead, only his eyes still wide open, truly dying with unfinished business.
Gong Yurong and Qin Yanran ran back to the inn one after the other. Gong Yurong's attention was focused on their retreat. Even if there was only a slight chance that the Yin Dao Sect was pursuing them, he had to deal with it as quickly as possible. Qin Yanran's gliding figure was still graceful, seemingly detached from worldly concerns, but her breathing was much more erratic. Clearly, although she had outmaneuvered Huan Leigong in the previous battle, she had expended considerable energy. Moreover, Gong Yurong, with his sharp eyes, noticed that she covered her mouth with her sleeve when she landed; perhaps Qin Yanran had suffered serious internal injuries and couldn't fight any more powerful enemies until she had rested properly.
Finally back at the inn, Gong Yurong escorted Qin Yanran to her room and withdrew without a word. He knew that Qin Yanran needed rest most of all, and all he could do was focus all his attention on protecting her. However, Gong Yurong wasn't worried about Qin Yanran's injuries. While watching the battle, he had already seen that Huan Leigong was indeed still recovering from his internal injuries. Although his attacks were still imposing, with thunderous roars and lightning-fast movements, they gave the impression of weakness, indicating that he couldn't use his full strength. Qin Yanran's skill was also high; even if she had been hit by Huan Leigong's palm, her internal strength would definitely have prevented any problems.
"Brother Rong... could you please do Yanran a favor?"
"I will obey whatever the fairy commands." A shadow crossed Gong Yu Rong's expression. If Qin Yanran wanted him to protect her, this tacit understanding should be unspoken. Could there be something else?
"Yanran just forced a blow against Senior Huan Lei Gong. His skill is indeed astonishing. Although Yanran dodged the sharp edge with her agility, she still took forty or fifty percent of his force." "
Although his skill is astonishing, the fairy's skill is not weak either. Forty or fifty percent of his force should not be difficult for the fairy."
"You don't know this. Yanran's move just now was also all-out, without holding back any strength to protect herself. Therefore, the senior's palm force went straight to Yanran's dantian, and it will take a lot of effort to force it out. Moreover, the senior Huanlei Gong's power is yang, and excessively hot, which is exactly the opposite of
the yin power that Yanran cultivates. It cannot be neutralized in her body. If Yanran cannot force out all the power of that palm, and the yang power remains in her body, it will not only greatly affect her power, but also..." "Whatever the fairy asks me to do, I will do my best." Gong Yurong nodded, not pressing Qin Yanran for details. Just the fact that the yang power remained in this fairy's body and affected her power was already a very serious matter for Gong Yurong.
Removing her face mask, Qin Yanran's originally fair and white face appeared slightly pale, and her forehead was lightly sweaty. Obviously, the yang power on her body had made her quite uncomfortable along the way. With a slight movement, her slender and graceful figure floated onto the bed, her outer garment billowing open to reveal her fair and delicate skin. Although Gong Yurong immediately averted his gaze, the incomparably beautiful skin was impossible to erase.
"Yanran must slowly draw out the yang energy from her dantian bit by bit, gradually forcing it out. During the process of forcing out the palm force, she will be completely unable to resist the remaining yang energy in her dantian. Therefore, I need Brother Rong to help Yanran with this task. Place your palm on the 'Guanyuan' acupoint on Yanran's lower abdomen and the 'Shenshu' acupoint on her waist, and channel your internal energy to stabilize the remaining energy within Yanran's body." "This is no small matter; it concerns Yanran's lifelong happiness. It cannot be done through her clothes..."
"This...this...this is too offensive to the fairy..." Gong Yurong stammered. To place his palm on Qin Yanran's lower abdomen and waist, without any clothing in between, was extremely offensive to the pure and flawless fairy in his heart.
"Please...please let me beg you, Yanran has no one else she can trust..." Gently biting her pearly white teeth, her fairy-like fair face suddenly flushed red. The incomparably charming Qin Yanran was shy and hesitant to speak, and finally managed to force out the following words.
"Originally, this yang energy should have been able to combine with Yanran's yin energy, but Senior Huan Leigong's yang energy is different from others. It's not just pure yang energy; it also carries a trace of excessive yang energy, which Yanran's yin energy cannot neutralize. If this excessive yang energy is allowed to remain in Yanran's body, in order to harmonize the yin and yang energies, it will be necessary to stimulate the latent yin energy within Yanran's body through various means before yin and yang can possibly combine. And to stimulate this yin energy, it is necessary... it is necessary to arouse Yanran's instinctive desires..."
"Yes, I will do my utmost." Hearing Qin Yanran's words, Gong Yurong broke out in a cold sweat. Knowing there was no time to hesitate, he quickly jumped onto the bed, sat cross-legged behind Qin Yanran, his hands trembling slightly. He finally managed to touch Qin Yanran's slender and soft waist, suppressing the pounding in his heart, and slowly began to circulate his internal energy to suppress the yang energy in Qin Yanran's dantian.
While circulating his energy to dissipate the extracted yang energy, Qin Yanran secretly cried out in alarm. She hadn't expected that Gong Yurong, seemingly refined and gentle, actually followed a yang path in his cultivation. Having him circulate his energy to suppress the yang energy was like drinking poison to quench thirst. The remaining yang energy, forced by Gong Yurong's power, not only didn't weaken but instead became even stronger, like a river flowing back to its source. However, there was no way to stop it now. Qin Yanran couldn't find another person she could trust or rely on for this kind of healing.
As she forced the remaining Yang energy out of her body, Qin Yanran felt a surge of heat throughout her body, and beads of fragrant sweat slowly seeped out. Hearing Gong Yurong panting heavily behind her, Qin Yanran knew he had also exerted his utmost effort. He had to keep his hand pressed against her skin, yet remain calm and focused, using his inner energy to suppress the heat. Although his palm was against hers, he dared not truly press against it, but rather held it loosely, maintaining his energy flow—this was truly exhausting. Thinking of Gong Yurong's current state, Qin Yanran felt a sweet warmth in her heart, almost losing her breath.
Finally, having forced out eight or nine tenths of the Yang energy, Qin Yanran breathed a sigh of relief. She felt that Gong Yurong behind her was no longer so tense. At this point, although the remaining Yang energy still burned like a raging fire in Qin Yanran's dantian, its intensity had weakened. Even if she couldn't force it out completely, it wouldn't significantly affect her cultivation.
Just then, a sound reached Qin Yanran's sharp ears—the stealthy footsteps of a night traveler. It was already past midnight; the intruder likely harbored ill intentions. Moreover, Qin Yanran could tell that the footsteps contained a powerful energy, indicating that despite the distance, the person had gathered their strength and could easily resist. From the energy contained in the footsteps alone, Qin Yanran could tell that this person was clearly a top member of the Yin Dao Sect.
Just as Qin Yanran was about to warn them, the person made their move. A long arrow flew straight towards Qin Yanran's room. The bow was strong, and the arrow was powerful. Although the arrow struck the wall a few feet behind Gong Yurong with little accuracy, its intimidating effect was sufficient. This arrow wasn't intended to harm Qin Yanran or Gong Yurong, but rather to disrupt Qin Yanran's healing process and distract them. This was evident from the fact that the person fled without even looking after the arrow.
Qin Yanran ignored the disturbance, but Gong Yurong was not so composed. Hearing the sound of the arrow piercing the air, he was startled. Coupled with Qin Yanran's soft and smooth waist, he dared not press too hard against her. After circulating his internal energy, the beauty's skin was smooth with fragrant sweat. Inadvertently, Gong Yurong's palm slipped away. Before Qin Yanran could stop him, Gong Yurong's palm returned to its original position. Fearing that this mistake would cause the suppressed yang energy to surge, he hurriedly strengthened his power, exerting all his strength to suppress it. Unexpectedly, this had the opposite effect. Qin Yanran felt a burning sensation in her dantian. The yang energy that had surfaced when Gong Yurong's hand slipped away, under the powerful stimulation of Gong Yurong's energy, spread like wildfire. Furthermore, due to its compatibility with Gong Yurong's energy, it suddenly surged and rushed into Qin Yanran's internal organs.
"Fairy...Fairy...Are you alright?" Gong Yurong asked before even opening his eyes, having finally expelled all the yang energy from his dantian. Although he couldn't sense Qin Yanran's condition, he was afraid that her reaction had slowed down considerably after that mistake.
"It's...it's nothing..." Qin Yanran sighed inwardly. She hadn't expected things to go wrong. Although she had unleashed all the remaining Yang energy, the energy that had seeped into her internal organs, after merging with Gong Yurong's power, was even stronger than Qin Yanran had imagined. It was far more potent than the original power of Huan Leigong. It seemed that Qin Yanran's power was insufficient to counteract this energy. Moreover, just as Qin Yanran had thought, this Yang energy was extremely Yang and lacked Yin. It was like a headless snake coiling around Qin Yanran's body, searching for the Yin essence that craved the female body. Just like the control that Zhao Yaqing had suffered from the aphrodisiac technique, it constantly stirred up the fire of lust within Qin Yanran's body. It was even more potent than ordinary aphrodisiacs, making her almost unable to control herself and collapse into Gong Yurong's arms. If it weren't for Qin Yanran's profound power and her lifelong practice of cultivation, which made her self-control far stronger than that of ordinary martial artists, no one else would have been able to suppress the drug's effects.
"The person who fired the arrow just now will likely return. Furthermore, although Senior Huan Lei Gong's injuries are severe, they are not fatal. Yanran has expended a lot of energy and needs rest. She absolutely cannot fight for several days. Could you please, Brother Rong, protect Yanran?"
"I understand."
Seeing Gong Yu Rong emerge, Qin Yanran lowered her head, a delicate blush spreading across her snow-white face, utterly captivating. It took a long time for Qin Yanran to finally suppress it, her complexion returning to its usual paleness. Who could she blame for this? Gong Yu Rong hadn't done it intentionally. The effects of Huan Lei Gong's extreme Yang power were something only someone who had personally experienced it could understand. Her mind returned to the moment when Gong Yu Rong had been healing her, and suddenly an idea surged into her heart, almost making her cry out in surprise.
After several days of investigation, Qin Yanran finally dealt with the remaining forces of the Yin Dao Sect. Even Jiang Shangqing was beheaded by her sword. As for Huan Leigong, who died from an accidental injury inflicted by Jiang Shangqing, Qin Yanran respected him as a senior figure in the martial arts world and reburied him with Gong Yurong. Although Gong Yurong had avoided speaking to Qin Yanran ever since he became her protector that day, perhaps out of guilt, and didn't even appear in this battle, only guarding outside and dealing with those who tried to escape, he had still contributed a lot to the funeral.
"It's finally over." Bowing several times towards Huan Leigong's grave, a strange smile appeared on his lips. Gong Yurong breathed a sigh of relief as if he had solved a major problem. This was the first time in days that he had spoken to Qin Yanran.
"Hmm... it should be over..." Looking at Gong Yurong, Qin Yanran pondered for a moment. Although her expression behind the veil was unclear, a faint mist shone in one of her bright eyes. After a long while, Qin Yanran finally spoke.
"Brother Rong, Yanran has something to tell you. Would you like to come with me?"
"This... alright." Looking around, Gong Yurong knew that few martial artists could remain unmoved before the graves of these once-renowned masters. If it were anything serious, he wouldn't want to discuss it here.
He followed Qin Yanran for a long time, slowly walking along the narrow mountain path. He walked for an unknown amount of time, his steps uneven, until finally, the view opened up before him. He stood on a fairly large platform, with a small house on one side. Looking through the window, the tables and chairs inside, unlike the humble exterior of the house, were quite new. The bed was neatly made, with blankets and sheets in perfect order. He turned and watched Qin Yanran slowly walk to the edge of the cliff; the mountain city lay before them.
"What brings you here, Fairy?"
"For Yanran, it's... it's quite a big matter." Qin Yanran turned back, her expression complex and unreadable.
"Brother Rong, who exactly are you?"
"I wonder who you think I am?" Gong Yu Rong smiled slightly.
"Young Master Huanxie... Is Yanran mistaken?"
"Absolutely right. I wonder how you knew?" Gong Yu Rong's smile deepened, seemingly unconcerned that Qin Yanran had guessed his true identity.
"Yanran didn't know at first, until that day when you used your internal energy to heal me, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, your hand slipped away, Yanran became suspicious. Then, thinking about how your internal energy path was not much different from that of Huan Lei Gong, and considering that you said Young Master Huanxie was Huan Lei Gong's disciple, Yanran guessed that path."
"I see." Gong Yu Rong smiled slightly, then suddenly leaped forward, sliding to Qin Yanran's side. He took another half a foot back to the bottom of the cliff, but his smile remained unchanged. Although he was prepared for a desperate battle, his expression was exactly the same as before, as if this was his true self.
"Why did you hide this from me?" Qin Yanran's voice remained calm. Although she was confronting Huanxie Gongzi, she showed no sign of turning hostile or attacking him.
"Gong Yurong is my original name, I haven't hidden that from you. Surely Fairy Ziyu wouldn't be unaware of what Young Master Huanxie is most famous for, so of course I've been waiting for an opportunity to see if I could get you to lose your virginity. As for breaking the Yin Blade Sect, I guess I was lucky. I've always disliked Jiang Shangqing, and since my master is on his side, it's understandable that he's my enemy. I thank you for your help in that regard."
"Is that so?" With a sigh of relief, Qin Yanran's right hand moved slightly, and the longsword silently slid from its sheath behind her back, as if it had eyes, sliding into her hand. To be able to push out a longsword with the force of one's back without making a sound—this skill alone is astonishing. However, judging from the expression of the Illusionary Young Master, he seems completely unconcerned about this profound skill. It's unclear whether he already knew Qin Yanran possessed this ability, or whether he simply doesn't take it seriously.
"Indeed impressive. It seems that to achieve my goal today, I'll have to have a proper fight. But don't worry, fairy, since I dared to betray my master and leave home back then, I'm confident that my strength is no less than that of the Illusionary Thunder God. If you win, all the better. But if you lose a move and fall into my hands, I guarantee I'll make you feel incredibly satisfied, experiencing the greatest pleasure a woman can have. I will never be powerless to do so." With a wicked smile, the Illusionary Young Master slowly took a few steps forward, now only two steps away from Qin Yanran. These few steps, however, showed that his martial arts had also reached the pinnacle. Although he moved slowly, he didn't reveal a single flaw in front of a master like Qin Yanran. From the moment they reached the summit, both were completely focused on each other. The slightest mistake by either would immediately lead to close combat, with no chance of retaliation.
Watching Qin Yanran conceal her sword behind her arm and slowly raise her right hand, the hilt of Huanxie Gongzi's sword less than two feet away, Huanxie Gongzi, completely absorbed in Qin Yanran's right hand, couldn't help but feel tense. He had never seen Qin Yanran use such a stance before, and it didn't resemble any martial arts move. If it were anyone else, he would think it was just a bluff, but his opponent was "Purple Jade Fairy" Qin Yanran, who had even defeated Huan Lei Gong. Huanxie Gongzi dared not relax for a moment.
Qin Yanran slowly stepped towards Huanxie Gongzi, her raised right hand remaining perfectly still, slowly touching his shoulder. At the same time, Huanxie Gongzi's right hand also made a feint, his fingertips, imbued with concentrated power, almost able to feel the warmth of Qin Yanran's neck. At such close range, although the Evil Prince was inhaling Qin Yanran's intoxicating virgin fragrance, a lewd smile still lingered on his lips, but he felt no relief whatsoever. He hadn't felt this uncertain even when facing the Thunder God.
"There's no need to continue. Yanran has lost." With a slight smile, Qin Yanran lightly flicked her right hand, and the long sword slid into its sheath in her left hand, falling to the ground from her slender, delicate fingers. She took another small step, and her alluringly fragrant body was almost in the Evil Prince's arms.
"Why?" Although he maintained the same stance, Young Master Huanxie had also relaxed his stance. He could sense that Qin Yanran truly harbored no hostility, but he didn't know why.
"Our Tianshan Sect's internal energy cultivation emphasizes the principle of 'unity of movement.' Once the opponent knows the acupoints where you begin your practice, it's as if they've grasped your secrets, leaving you completely at their mercy. You've slept with Yaqing before, surely you know this?" Without answering Young Master Huanxie's question, Qin Yanran closed her eyes, and with a flick of her slender hand, the white gauze face mask slipped into her grasp. Although she appeared delicate and weak, nestled in Young Master Huanxie's arms, Qin Yanran's slender hands were slightly twisting the gauze mask, clearly indicating that she was quite nervous inside.
"That's right."
"Yanran's secret lies in... in the perineum. Now you know Yanran has truly surrendered, right?"
"Hmm. But I still want to ask, Fairy, why did you surrender so quickly?"
"Could you... please don't ask... wait until you have Yanran before... then we'll talk about it."
"Since that's the case, Fairy, you won't blame me for mastering your 'secret' first, will you?" With a wicked smile, the Illusionary Prince gently wrapped his right arm around Qin Yanran's neck, while his left hand slowly began to untie Qin Yanran's skirt. Qin Yanran's tender cheeks flushed red, her face glowing like a peach blossom, but she nodded slightly in response, letting him do as he pleased. The Illusionary Prince knew that this "Purple Jade Fairy" truly wouldn't resist. His nimble left hand half-untied Qin Yanran's pink dress sash, then eagerly slid inside. The initial movements were quick, but slowed down once inside. The Illusionary Prince's hand moved slowly, his palm gently pressing against Qin Yanran's soft, tender abdomen, gradually moving downwards. His fingertips gently parted her fine, hair-like pubic hair, tenderly touching the girl's sensitive area. Qin Yanran's face flushed instantly, trembling slightly in the Illusionary Prince's arms, but she showed no resistance. Instead, she nestled closer to him, letting him caress her sensitive clitoris. When the Illusionary Prince had satisfied his desires, his fingers began to rub Qin Yanran's perineum. The cold yet alluring "Purple Jade Fairy" Qin Yanran was already overcome with passion and her body went limp. If she hadn't clung to him, she probably would have already slipped down.
His left hand deftly caressed Qin Yanran's warm, soft skin. A lewd smile played on the lips of the Evil Prince. His left hand, which had been gently rubbing, suddenly moved, lightly stroking and kneading Qin Yanran's perineum like a light rain, rubbing and teasing. Warm currents slid into Qin Yanran's body, making her lower abdomen feel warm and hot, as if a fire was burning fiercely. This caused Qin Yanran to let out soft moans. Although she knew she would be thoroughly violated and her sense of shame completely destroyed, Qin Yanran never imagined that the Illusionary Young Master would choose to act on her perineum. The unusual heat, the burning sensation and impulse it caused within her body, were definitely the aphrodisiac technique he used to bring him fame and countless women. If he refused to undo this technique, every time Qin Yanran used her internal energy, it would be as if the aroused lust was running through her body, burning every inch of her skin with desire, completely destroying her self-control. It was more powerful than any aphrodisiac or lust poison. This Illusionary Young Master was indeed worthy of his reputation; he had grasped Qin Yanran's vitals with his first move!
"Can you tell me now?" A huge weight was lifted from the Illusionary Young Master's heart. Although he had not yet truly violated this noble and ethereal fairy, he was almost certain that after this "handling," Qin Yanran would be unable to escape the trap of burning desire. Soon, he would be able to make this "Purple Jade Fairy" moan and beg for mercy beneath him, her sweet breaths filling the air.
"You...you really are a big bad guy..." Despite the Illusionary Young Master's fondling, Qin Yanran's cheeks flushed like peach blossoms, her small mouth panting softly in his ear. Though she resisted fiercely, this Illusionary Young Master was indeed a woman's nemesis. With just his left hand, he had already made the young Qin Yanran, whose heart was just beginning to awaken to love, feel as if insects were crawling all over her body, her desire uncontrollable.
"No...stop...Yanran will...confess..." She couldn't even open her eyes, her voice both sweet and soft. Even a fairy descending to earth couldn't compare. Softly moaning and pleading, Qin Yanran felt the Illusionary Young Master's fingertips gently massaging her perineum. Although it was soft and comfortable, making Qin Yanran feel completely limp, knowing his character, there was probably some seductive trap hidden within this gentleness!
"From the moment I guessed your identity, Yanran has been thinking about how to deal with you... But I can't. I can't bring myself to do anything to you, and I can't leave your side. I know you've already harmed Yaqing, I know you're coveting my body, I know this devil will eventually abandon me, but I... I just can't deal with you... So... so I have to admit defeat... I've brought you to this place where no one will bother you. As long as you're happy, you can do whatever you want with me..."
"Really, you can do whatever you want with me?"
"Mmm..." Opening her eyes, Qin Yanran kissed him first. Her beautiful eyes were full of charm. She had said everything in her heart. She seemed much more relaxed. Ever since she decided to give herself to this person, Qin Yanran's heart had been restless. Even though the room was all set up, the tension only eased at this moment. Anyway, everything had been said, and he had already used his lustful methods on her. It was too late to escape now.
"Young master...you won't disappoint Yanran, will you..."
"Of course. Although I really want it, I don't think you, Fairy, would like to undress here and be completely stripped naked by me, making you a real woman right here. Let's go inside and play properly on the bed!" Picking up the disheveled, shy, and timid "Purple Jade Fairy" Qin Yanran, whose clothes were undressed by his caresses, the Illusionary Evil Prince slowly walked into the house.
(03)
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Sitting in his lap, Qin Yanran's moans grew even sweeter. The Illusionary Prince's hands caressed her sensitive clitoris, his fingers gently tracing the inside of her wet, glistening opening, making his fingertips sticky and slippery. Her opening contracted incessantly, releasing sweet fluids. What made Qin Yanran even more shy and powerless was the Illusionary Prince's cunning hand; he had unbuttoned her tightly clasped collar and slipped inside her clothes, passionately caressing and kneading her breasts.
"Yanran…good fairy…you're even more amazing than I imagined!" Gently licking Qin Yanran's soft earlobe, the Illusionary Prince deliberately teased her with his voice. Qin Yanran was both ashamed and annoyed, yet his teasing also filled her heart with sweetness. Knowing she would have to offer herself to him here, Qin Yanran hadn't just prepared the room. Before leaving, she had thought it over and over again, and it was only with great difficulty that she convinced herself not to wear her undergarment. Just running around and making her hands, the extremely sensitive breasts were being rubbed by her clothes, and Qin Yanran was already ashamed in her heart, scolding herself a thousand times for being so eager. But the moment Huanxie Gongzi's hand touched her, Qin Yanran knew she was right. His hand seemed to possess boundless magic. Just the rubbing of Qin Yanran's neck had already softened her. When he directly touched her, his hot palm instantly ignited a raging fire of desire in Qin Yanran's body. His palm gently caressed her breasts, kneading and twisting them with both eagerness and greed, causing Qin Yanran to gasp softly. Even the Illusionary Young Master was taken aback. Needless to say, Qin Yanran's daring choice to go braless was surprising. Her clothes were always pristine white, completely concealing her figure. Even when he saw her after her bath, he only noticed her long, straight legs. In his experience, such long-legged women were usually strong and alluring in bed, capable of keeping him entertained for a whole night—a pleasure far beyond that of petite beauties from Jiangnan. But now, the Illusionary Young Master discovered that besides her mesmerizing long legs, Qin Yanran's breasts were even more alluring and voluptuous. Although he hadn't seen them in person, just from the feeling of caressing them, he knew her breasts were too large to be grasped in one hand—soft yet firm, incredibly pleasurable to touch. He slowly began to use his hands… He exerted himself, wantonly playing with Qin Yanran's full breasts in his hands. The intense sexual stimulation made Qin Yanran's whole body hot. Those outstanding, firm breasts were not only alluring, but also incredibly sensitive. Even when Qin Yanran accidentally touched them, the strange feeling made her uncomfortable for a long time. How much more so when such an experienced scoundrel was playing with them. She fell into the man's arms, moaning softly, her hand weakly gripping his back. As he played with her breasts so freely and gently, Qin Yanran felt infinitely shy. She wanted to stop him, yet she loved his caresses. She was completely dizzy and powerless. Only then did she understand why Zhao Yaqing, Luo Bingyun, Xie Qingxia, Jin Tingyi, and countless other women who had been played with by the Illusionary Young Master would abandon their shame afterward, turning from hatred to love, allowing him to play with them to his heart's content. This Illusionary Young Master really knew how to handle women!
"Good Yanran, do you really want to sleep with me?"
"It's...it's come to this...why are you still asking this...Young Master..." Without even opening her eyes, Qin Yanran responded coquettishly. Although her heart was blank, she knew that the reason why Young Master Huanxie asked this was because he was going to play some wicked trick on her again.
"Then you should obediently...obediently undress in front of me and let me properly appreciate the beauty of the 'Purple Jade Fairy's' body. I want to see you properly, to see how charming and seductive you are when you take off your clothes in front of a man. Don't disappoint me!"
"You...Young Master...you're so bad..." Originally, she wanted to coquettishly refuse, but Qin Yanran could only say no before Young Master Huanxie's hands tightened their kneading, making Qin Yanran's whole body hot and tingling. She couldn't disobey him even if she wanted to.
With a shy yet resentful glance, Qin Yanran stood gracefully before the bed. Between Huanxie Gongzi's legs, she slowly removed her clothes, occasionally casting him a coquettish look. Her delicate body swayed slightly, truly captivatingly alluring. When Qin Yanran removed her last garment, revealing her full, high breasts, Huanxie Gongzi whistled, almost wanting to embrace them. What beautiful breasts! They were both full and flawless, high and rounded. With Qin Yanran's tense breathing, her light, leaping movements were even more alluring. Coupled with her translucent skin, the snow-white texture with a slight pinkish hue, and the two delicate pink nipples atop her round, beautiful breasts, her allure was even more breathtaking. Huanxie Gongzi had been with countless beauties, but he had never seen such tempting breasts before.
"Is it...beautiful?" Completely naked, Qin Yanran felt her mouth go dry. The gaze of the Illusionary Young Master seemed to burn with fire, his entire body radiating masculine heat, wanting to completely incinerate her. At such close range, Qin Yanran had no way to hide, and could only let him admire her. Yet, this shyness only made Qin Yanran, whose heart was already fluttering, even more aroused.
"Of course...of course it's beautiful..." The Illusionary Young Master snapped out of his reverie, gently placing one hand on Qin Yanran's pert, round buttocks. With a slight pull, he caused the naked Qin Yanran to fall into his arms, making her shyly undress for him. This time, the Illusionary Young Master's hands were not idle. Qin Yanran felt her full, high breasts being touched and pinched by him, the incredibly stimulating pleasure searing her nerves, making her desire even more uncontrollable. From birth until now, this was the first time Qin Yanran had been so greedily caressed by a man. Yet, the man's methods were perfectly timed; while making her uncomfortable, he stopped just short of her limit, letting pleasure and pain mingle wildly within her, leaving her both joyful and distressed.
Holding Qin Yanran, he fell onto the bed, his hands and mouth working in tandem, leaving caresses on every inch of her skin. His technique was superb, and Qin Yanran, already aroused, was completely overwhelmed by his skillful caresses. He made her unable to react; his flirtatious words and actions only intensified her shyness. The Evil Prince was so rude and lewd in his toying with her, as if he wanted to defile Qin Yanran's body and soul. But Qin Yanran knew this outcome from the beginning. She had already fallen in love with the Evil Prince and was hopelessly in love with him. She only wanted him to have her, so how could she care about his lewd thoughts and actions? At this moment, Qin Yanran felt that her body and soul were immersed in love and desire. She not only did not hate his frivolous and lewd words and actions, but also welcomed them.
Qin Yanran had lost count of how many times he had caressed and kissed her body. She felt her desire was burning intensely. At this moment, the Evil Prince finally made his move. He gently parted Qin Yanran's jade legs, his fingers lightly combing the wet pubic hair outside her vulva. At the same time, Qin Yanran's hand touched the Evil Prince's magnificent member. Upon touching it, Qin Yanran almost pulled her hand away. His desire was so hot and so strong. No wonder the Evil Prince seemed never satisfied with women. How many women would have to be driven to despair if he wanted to extinguish this natural treasure!
"Are you scared?"
"Scared...scared...scared that you won't be satisfied!" Gently caressing the powerful member of the Illusionary Young Master's erotic device, Qin Yanran knew that soon this enormous member would invade her body, thrusting and churning with abandon. It wasn't just about taking her virginity; it was about completely shattering her sense of shame, making her a captive of the Illusionary Young Master beneath this erotic device. But Qin Yanran truly loved him, and even with such a weapon, she could only willingly endure it.
"Ya Qing said your...your treasure is so big...so powerful...Yanran is already mentally prepared...Young Master...good brother...do Yanran as much as you want...even if it hurts, Yanran can bear it..."
"Don't be afraid, it will definitely hurt, but I'll make you feel good immediately, and you'll definitely want more afterwards. I guarantee you won't regret it." Gently kissing Qin Yanran's delicate red lips, the Illusionary Young Master arched his back, letting Qin Yanran's jade hands guide his erotic device, step by step, into her little hole. When Qin Yanran's wet labia touched that enormous treasure, she instinctively flinched, but under the Illusionary Young Master's careful caresses, Qin Yanran's heart opened again. She hummed softly, her slender hands gently guiding his treasure, following the wet and sticky path, allowing the Illusionary Young Master to enter her.
Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and Qin Yanran let out a delicate moan. The Illusionary Young Master's erotic device was really too thick. Although her little hole was already flowing with moisture from caresses, Qin Yanran still became nervous about bearing that extraordinary gift. Even so, Qin Yanran did not stop him. Since she had already decided to let this lewd villain possess her, there was no reason for her to refuse the mere pain of losing her virginity. Moreover, although he was quite uncomfortable from being stretched by his huge size, the Evil Prince did not rush to thrust all the way in. Instead, he slowly entered, gently scraping inside Qin Yanran's vagina. The scraping made Qin Yanran feel extremely comfortable. The fiery pleasure made Qin Yanran forget the pain and made her vagina even wetter. She gently moved her slender waist and swallowed him little by little. The Evil Prince did not disappoint her. With each inch he went in, he gently rotated, caressing Qin Yanran's tender vaginal walls with his lewd instrument. His frivolous words and actions were never lacking, making her whole body bathed in sweetness. At this moment, Qin Yanran was so happy that her whole body melted. No wonder the Evil Prince could make so many women fall in love with him. He was indeed amazing.
Sweetly kissing Qin Yanran, his tongue danced nimbly around her small, fragrant tongue, savoring the girl's sweet scent. Huanxie Gongzi slowly entered her, pausing whenever Qin Yanran frowned and cried out in pain. He would then caress her soft, smooth skin, and only after Qin Yanran shyly agreed would he proceed further. Although not quickly, this tenderness was also a pleasure for him. Qin Yanran, this "Purple Jade Fairy," was not only alluring for her virginity; her figure was slender and beautiful, her skin soft and delicate, especially her full, high breasts. Whether touched or licked, the pleasure she brought him was unparalleled. Huanxie Gongzi was naturally not in a hurry; he leisurely enjoyed every inch of Qin Yanran's delicate body, slowly letting his desire burn within her until she lost herself in the moment. This aloof and pure fairy-like beauty was being violated by a man for the first time, and she encountered such a powerful master of desire. Every gentle caress, every kiss, every lick, and every suckle plunged Qin Yanran into a sensual bliss of mixed pleasure and discomfort, making her shyly and delicately yearn for him, allowing him to gradually penetrate her. He
deliberately slowed his pace, allowing the beauty beneath him to better withstand his tender caresses. When the Illusionary Prince finally broke Qin Yanran's tender hymen and deeply inserted his erotic device into her flower, gently sipping the sweet nectar, Qin Yanran had already melted, even her bones seemed to soften. She could feel the Illusionary Prince gently sucking at her, drawing out her essence bit by bit from her most delicate and sensitive place. Qin Yanran also knew that this soul-stirring pleasure would cause her virgin essence to uncontrollably gush out, allowing him to take it through his techniques. But the pleasure was simply too wonderful, truly a state of ecstasy, how could Qin Yanran possibly resist?
Her slender waist swayed, her willow-leaf eyebrows arched, her face flushed like a peach blossom, and she responded with a seductive, almost infatuated, response. Qin Yanran cooperated with the gentle thrusts of the Illusionary Prince, repeatedly exposing her most vulnerable parts, letting his erotic instrument suckle with either the gentleness of a feather or the ferocity of a wolf. The pleasure of her primordial essence was so exquisite, so beautiful, that Qin Yanran's heart soared. Finally, she tightly held his tongue in her mouth, letting her moans of climax echo in his mouth, before collapsing limply and alluringly. Seeing Qin Yanran enjoying herself so intensely, the Illusionary Prince couldn't bear to attack too fiercely. He released his breath, feeling a surge of pleasurable release, causing Qin Yanran to moan beautifully once more. She wrapped one long leg around him, letting the Illusionary Prince's hot semen shoot unreservedly into her flower.
"Isn't it beautiful, my lovely fairy?"
"Beautiful...absolutely wonderful...Yanran has never...never felt so comfortable...it feels like my whole body is ascending to heaven...Good sir...you're amazing..." Her beautiful eyes, brimming with allure, were too closed to open. Qin Yanran offered him a kiss, letting her soft body sink into his arms, immersed in the afterglow of the climax. She was almost completely limp, unable to move a single finger.
"Doesn't it hurt?"
"No...a little at first...but...then I couldn't feel any pain anymore..."
"Is that so?" Huanxie Gongzi, holding the naked Qin Yanran, slightly sweaty, rolled her over and pulled her face towel from under her buttocks. The originally snow-white silk towel was stained with a patch of crimson, and there were waves of half-dried fluid. Qin Yanran's purity was completely imprinted on it. Huanxie Gongzi wanted to put away the beautiful face towel, but Qin Yanran stopped him in a coquettish voice, her slender hand gently hooking the gauze.
"Let Yanran keep it, okay, young master? You've had countless sluts, and Yanran's virginity is just another trophy to you. But... but for Yanran, it's the most important thing... Let Yanran keep it, so that every time she sees it, she'll think of you, okay?"
"Yanran, keep it!" Huanxie Gongzi smiled slightly, gently massaging Qin Yanran's wet, bare back with one hand. Such caresses after an orgasm were especially drowsy, and coupled with the fact that she had just had a lot of her yin essence extracted, Qin Yanran, feeling weak, especially wanted to sleep. Suddenly, Qin Yanran seemed to think of something, and kissed him deeply, gently biting Huanxie Gongzi's tongue.
"Good young master... good brother... didn't I tell you to enjoy yourself to the fullest? How... how come once is enough?
" "Good Yanran, isn't once enough for you? You're so lewd!"
"You... you're bad..." After a few soft moans, Qin Yanran hugged him tightly again, her erect nipples rubbing against his chest, making Qin Yanran giggle and sigh softly.
"Ya-ching told me...you're the most craving person in bed...she was deflowered and you played with her three times in a row, making her bones weak and unable to even get up the next day. The same goes for the Three Immortals of Hangzhou. No woman who was deflowered by you didn't get fucked three times in a row...how come..."
"A woman who has just lost her virginity is the freshest, especially since a virgin's yin energy is so nourishing. I will never let go of even a tiny bit of it... But Yanran, you are different. From the beginning, you were willing, letting me stimulate every major point of your body, letting your yin energy flow freely, so you didn't feel as much pain. Although it was much more comfortable than when I deflowered you, you released too much right after losing your virginity. If I really did it three times in a row, good Yanran, you definitely wouldn't be able to take it... A pure and virtuous fairy like you, who is so chaste, I want to play with you fiercely, play with you until you die every night, and even enjoy the pleasures of lust during the day, letting you enjoy all the tender and romantic pleasures. I can't hurt you at the beginning. You should rest well first, we still have more fun later!"
Qin Yanran, who had just woken up, wanted to stretch, but when she thought that she was still in the arms of the Illusionary Young Master, she had to endure it. She opened her slightly sleepy eyes, and sure enough, the Illusionary Young Master was still sleeping. Even though he was asleep, one of his hands was still wrapped around Qin Yanran's back. He really wasn't going to let her go.
Not daring to move, Qin Yanran pressed her tender cheek against his bare chest, unable to help but let out a soft moan. It was so warm! Without even moving, Qin Yanran could feel that she was completely different after losing her virginity. Her whole body was soft and weak, as if he had taken away a lot of her strength. Although the Evil Prince hadn't been too wild last night, and even though Qin Yanran, who was experiencing it for the first time, didn't feel much pain, there was still a strange feeling in her vagina, making Qin Yanran feel languid. Gently biting her teeth, Qin Yanran tried circulating her internal energy. She felt a soft heat rising from her perineum, spreading throughout her body with the flow of her inner force. It burned her with a mixture of pleasure and discomfort. Her delicate skin longed for him to knead it more thoroughly, hoping to quell the fire within her. Qin Yanran sighed inwardly, a sweet feeling creeping in. His methods of arousing passion were indeed powerful. It seemed she could no longer freely circulate her internal energy; every time she did, she was consumed by lust, unable to control herself, and had to let the man holding her so tightly indulge in his pleasure. Qin Yanran had experienced that kind of joy and discomfort just last night. This man loved to tease girls until they couldn't take it anymore, throwing all shame to the winds before sending them to paradise. It was truly something to both love and hate! However, after circulating her energy, Qin Yanran discovered that she had indeed lost a lot of her internal strength. At least 20% to 30% of her internal energy was absorbed by the Illusionary Young Master through intercourse with her virgin yin. However, the pleasure was just as Zhao Yaqing had said. Even though you know you are losing your power, you are willing to let him embrace and caress you, and enjoy the pleasure of lovemaking with him. Just from sleeping with him once, Qin Yanran could feel that lust was indeed a bone-scraping steel knife. It was as if her marrow had been scraped by him, and everything hidden inside had been dug out and absorbed by him. The foundation she had built since childhood through the tempering of her tendons and marrow was of no use to him.
"You're...you're such a bad guy...and yet, even though Yanran knows you'll drain her of her vital energy, that you'll wantonly defile her, and that in the end you'll abandon her, she still can't leave you..." Qin Yanran's voice was sweet and delicate as she gently stroked his chest a few times. She hadn't even made such a sound when he was making her feel most comfortable last night. Every word seemed to be woven with tenderness and charm, so soft that it made one's heart melt.
Feeling his hand moving unconsciously, it seemed that the Illusionary Young Master was about to wake up. Qin Yanran couldn't help but blush and pretend to be asleep, lying on his chest. She knew that he probably couldn't hear what she had just said, but she didn't dare to face him.
Feeling a sudden brightness outside his eyelids, Young Master Huanxie moved his hand slightly. A soft female body was still asleep in his arms. Her skin was as smooth as satin, and the sensation of stroking it felt like it was melting. Her soft, warm fragrance carried a hint of physical heat. Although he was experienced in bed, he had never touched such gentle skin before. Opening his eyes, Young Master Huanxie smiled slightly. He gently shifted his body to make the languid girl in his arms more comfortable. Gently stroking Qin Yanran's slightly sweaty bare back, Huanxie Gongzi tenderly embraced her naked body. Without even looking, he could feel the traces of last night's fierce battle on the sheets beneath him. Qin Yanran, as noble as an immortal and as pure as a flower, must have had a difficult night. He gazed tenderly at Qin Yanran's sweet sleeping face, his fingers lightly brushing away the damp hair hanging in front of her eyes, his mind involuntarily returning to last night. Slowly recalling everything from last night, a blissful smile crept onto the lips of the Illusionary Young Master. He had conquered countless women in bed, and while those whose beauty rivaled Qin Yanran's were few and far between, they weren't entirely unique. But a figure as slender and delicate yet voluptuous and full as hers was something even he had never seen before. But that wasn't all; the Illusionary Young Master had used violence or aphrodisiacs on women before bed more than once. Otherwise, how could he so easily break down the reserve of a sheltered young lady? Yet, even the Illusionary Young Master couldn't help but be moved by someone like Qin Yanran, who offered herself to him so willingly. Ever since he heard that the Yin Blade Sect had made a move on "Purple Jade Fairy," even he had become interested in this beauty. He wasn't even afraid that his presence might be exposed to Huan Leigong and Jiang Shangqing. Hiding behind Qin Yanran's back, he found a certain pleasure in it. Perhaps even he himself couldn't have imagined that, after being satisfied in bed, he would feel pity for the woman he had conquered.
"My fairy, you are so cute!" Whispering softly in Qin Yanran's ear, the Illusionary Prince gently lifted Qin Yanran's slender hand and rubbed her spring-like fingertips. Last night, how softly those ten delicate fingers had gripped his arm and back, yearning for his conquest, was so fresh and sweet in his memory. It seemed that he had truly fallen for her! He gently kissed Qin Yanran, starting from her cheek and gradually moving down her slender neck, which was as delicate as a flower bud. The feeling of his tongue licking her was even more pleasurable for a man than caressing her.
His tongue moved further and further down, and Qin Yanran, who was pretending to be asleep, felt the tingling and pleasure intensifying. Just last night, he had thoroughly "eaten" her, leaving her feeling weak and frail. She never expected that after a night of pleasure, the Evil Prince would make his move on her again, and his desire was still so strong. His tongue on Qin Yanran's breasts quickly evolved from gentle licking and sucking, like savoring rose petals, into passionate kisses and sucks. The fire burned intensely and wildly within Qin Yanran's body, making it impossible for her to pretend to be asleep any longer. The virgin desires he had aroused last night seemed to ignite within her again. Qin Yanran held the Evil Prince's head with one hand and moaned weakly.
Without uttering a single word, the Evil Prince's methods of seducing women were both forceful and direct. Qin Yanran, still intoxicated by the experience, was no exception. She quickly became aroused, perhaps because she had already been "baptized" by the man's desire. Her sensitive body quickly adapted to the burning sensation of lust, and the fire burned even more intensely. Although she was shy and reluctant, she had already circulated her internal energy, allowing the techniques to stimulate her desires, making her instinctively crave more. Qin Yanran no longer wanted to resist. Her slender legs anxiously wrapped around his waist, and her delicate hands, disregarding shame and propriety, actively pressed against his penis, bringing it inside.
After experiencing lovemaking, a woman becomes increasingly prone to climax and pleasure. This is especially true for a woman like Qin Yanran, whose natural sensuality has always been shrouded in shame, purity, and aloofness. Once she willingly allows the Illusionary Young Master to break through her shell, her desire becomes even more irresistible. Moreover, with a master of desire like the Illusionary Young Master guiding her, from their very first time in bed, he has already grasped every erogenous zone on Qin Yanran's pure body, teasing her with his skillful touch, sometimes heavy, sometimes light. Furthermore, Qin Yanran is still immersed in the pleasure of her first experience, leaving her body completely unprotected. Before long, Qin Yanran had fallen into a state of frenzied pleasure. Under the teasing of the Illusionary Young Master, she turned around and rode on his body, letting his erotic device deeply burn her sensitive flower. In the seductive and tender twisting and thrusting of her alluring body, her sensitive spring was repeatedly scratched by him with a mixture of light and heavy touches. Each scratch made Qin Yanran scream with joy, and the scratching made Qin Yanran's spring gushing out, flowing into his body. Although she had experienced it once, Qin Yanran was still too naive in this regard. Coupled with her intense enjoyment, her naivety was repeatedly exposed by the man. She reveled in the pleasure of being conquered, and soon the roles were reversed. Qin Yanran, pinned beneath the Illusionary Young Master, was completely limp and powerless to resist. He, on the other hand, was at his zenith. Although he was still restraining himself from forcefully thrusting, his size and heat were already too much for Qin Yanran to handle. Her delicate bud, having just been ravaged by the bees and butterflies, was immediately conquered again by his powerful penetration. Before long, Qin Yanran was once again transported to a blissful paradise.
"You…you're so bad…so bad…" Completely exhausted, Qin Yanran's eyes were filled with a seductive allure as she moaned softly in his ear. Her weak moans were filled with unparalleled satisfaction. The languid Qin Yanran stretched her soft body, letting him hold her tightly, refusing to let go.
"Don't you like me like this?"
"How...how could I not like it..." Qin Yanran offered another sweet kiss, throwing all her "Purple Jade Fairy" reserve and aloofness to the winds.
"Since you like it too, then I won't hold back!"
Knowing that the Illusionary Young Master meant "not holding back," he no longer cherished Qin Yanran's budding beauty and intended to ravage her, playing with her until she was exhausted. The lewd techniques of nourishing and inducing passion would soon allow Qin Yanran to fully experience the pleasure.
"Yanran...Yanran understands...good young master, do as you please...Yanran only asks for two things...two things..."
"What are they? If you serve me well enough, perhaps I will agree." The Illusionary Young Master kissed her luscious red lips deeply, only releasing her after a long time. Qin Yanran beneath him was panting heavily, her celestial face flushed like mist, incomparably alluring.
"One is...don't rush to...kill Yanran...so that Yanran can serve you...ah!" A sweet and charming cry rang out. Qin Yanran closed her eyes, feeling his erotic device, still deeply inserted into her vagina, acting up again, sucking at her like a mouth, making Qin Yanran feel blissful, as if she had ascended to heaven again. "And
the second one?" Deliberately playing tricks on Qin Yanran's body, making her addicted to lust and unable to extricate herself, although she was in pain, she couldn't utter a single word of resistance or begging for mercy. The Illusionary Young Master chuckled lewdly. He knew that this stunningly beautiful woman could no longer escape his grasp.
"The... the second one is... ah... so comfortable... Young Master..."
"Good fairy, you only say it's comfortable, I don't know what you want!"
"So... so beautiful... so great... ah... good young master... good brother... Yanran... Yanran begs you... let Yanran speak..."
He played with Qin Yanran again, fucking her until she begged for mercy in a soft voice. After making Qin Yanran feel good again, the Illusionary Young Master let go. At this time, Qin Yanran was in a state of continuous ecstasy and was almost unconscious. With great difficulty, she finally said it shyly.
"Good...good young master...Yanran knows...knows that she is just one of your spoils...Once you tire of Yanran, you will go to find other women and discard Yanran...like discarded shoes...Yanran does not ask you to stay by her side, she only wants you...to enjoy yourself with Yanran to your heart's content, and when you want to abandon Yanran...don't let Yanran see you off while she is awake..."
Without uttering a word, the Illusionary Young Master simply placed one hand on Qin Yanran's waist and slowly channeled his energy. The gentle flames quickly made Qin Yanran lose herself, and her moans gradually became coquettish. She knew that the man was teasing her uncontrollably with his wicked aphrodisiac techniques, causing her reason to collapse again in the instinctive pleasure, but Qin Yanran was completely unwilling to resist. Her desire was so fierce and unbearable that her whole body was weak and powerless, and only her instinctive impulses were so wild, making her thirst for unbridled passion once again.
Weakly opening her eyes, Qin Yanran stared at the thin curtains hanging in front of the bed. The sounds of traffic outside drifted into her ears, and a bright, smooth tear couldn't help but roll down her delicate cheek. Although she was in the warm blankets, Qin Yanran felt cold and weak, completely unwilling to move. In fact, she was too weak to move. The methods of the Illusionary Young Master had become much more intense than before. His erotic device was as violent as fire, scorching Qin Yanran's delicate body, causing it to erupt again and again, only to collapse again and again. She was utterly exhausted, with no strength left. But the Illusionary Young Master showed no mercy. Instead, he displayed his virility even more fiercely, turning Qin Yanran's weak body over and over with various positions and aphrodisiac techniques, conquering her beneath him time and time again. Several months had passed since she had given herself to him. Although the techniques of the Illusionary Young Master were relatively restrained, his physical demands were insatiable. Every night, Qin Yanran melted into the exquisite rhythm of sensuality more than once, making her ejaculate faster and more comfortably each time. Qin Yanran, who was satisfied to the extreme, both loved and feared his wild demands. Yet, every time she begged him to let go, she was met with another overwhelming pleasure. Eventually, Qin Yanran could no longer speak. She weakly endured, letting the Illusionary Young Master erupt inside her again and again. The ultimate pleasure finally made Qin Yanran unable to bear it. When she fell into a deep sleep after reaching her peak, the Illusionary Young Master had already drifted away, leaving her alone in this inn.
Slowly channeling her inner energy, Qin Yanran tried several times, but sighed in despair. These long nights of pleasure, coupled with encountering a master of the art of sexual cultivation, each time plunged her into the abyss of ecstasy. The price she paid was indeed considerable. Although he had only been with her for nearly a month before the Illusionary Young Master removed the aphrodisiac techniques from Qin Yanran's body, that was only physical. Just as the Illusionary Young Master himself said, he had completely etched the desire and beauty of sex into Qin Yanran's heart. Later, she and the Illusionary Young Master were truly in perfect harmony every night. The blissful pleasure, the tingling sensation of complete immersion in enjoyment, was far more wonderful than the initial nervousness and shyness! However, this meant that Qin Yanran was being drained of her vital essence almost every night. Her abundant yin energy was being absorbed by him, and her internal energy was leaking out even more severely. Coupled with his frenzied and violent thrusting since the previous night, he was practically using Qin Yanran as a tool for his lust. Even when Qin Yanran couldn't take it anymore, the Illusionary Evil Prince not only didn't let go, but instead drained her even more until she was on the verge of death. In the extreme pleasure of her senses, she completely gave him her internal energy. When Qin Yanran tried to circulate her internal energy, she found that she had very little internal energy left. Now, her internal energy was even weaker than that of a newly initiated disciple of the Tianshan Sect. In addition, her whole body was weak and sore. If an enemy attacked, she would be completely powerless to fight back.
"It's that person." Hearing the knocking, Qin Yanran used her last bit of strength to hide under the covers. The Illusionary Young Master was truly cruel, leaving her naked here without even a piece of clothing. What was she supposed to do?
There was no response from the person outside, only a change in the rhythm of the knocking. Qin Yanran, under the covers, vaguely recognized the voice
. After a long while, she remembered—it was a secret code from the Tianshan Sect. After exchanging a few coded phrases and confirming that the person was indeed from the Tianshan Sect, Qin Yanran finally breathed a sigh of relief. She loosened her grip on the covers and spoke softly.
"It's Yanran here. Who are you?"
"Grandmaster Aunt, it's me, Yaqing."
"Come in!"
Zhao Yaqing almost couldn't believe her eyes as soon as she entered the room. The most skilled and aloof fairy of the sect, "Purple Jade Fairy" Qin Yanran, was lying naked on the bed, her clothes, strangely damp, scattered haphazardly on the dressing table! She hurried over to Qin Yanran and draped the clothes she had on her shoulders.
"Yaqing, what are you doing here?"
"It's...it's him..." Zhao Yaqing's face flushed slightly, completely unlike her usual shy and hesitant manner. It took her a long time to speak clearly.
"It's that Illusionary Young Master...He used our sect's secret code to lure Yaqing to the outskirts of the city. After making Yaqing dizzy and groping her, he told Yaqing that her grandmaster was here..."
"Don't call Yanran grandmaster anymore, Yaqing." Qin Yanran weakly stroked Zhao Yaqing's hair and smiled delicately.
"Yanran has had the same experience as you... and even came after you, so she's your junior... Let Yanran call you 'sister,' okay?"
"This... is, Yanran... Sister Yanran..." After helping Qin Yanran change into new clothes, Zhao Yaqing helped her out of bed. Only then did she realize how badly Qin Yanran had been tortured. Qin Yanran's martial arts skills were dozens of times superior to Zhao Yaqing's, even surpassing her grandmaster, Granny Tianshan. Yet, once she got out of bed, she was unsteady on her feet and couldn't even stand up. As if she had finally seen someone she could trust, Qin Yanran could no longer hold on. She nestled softly in Zhao Yaqing's arms, refusing to get up again.
"Yaqing... he ruined me... Now Yanran can't muster any strength at all, it's practically like her martial arts are ruined. Please take good care of her and send Yanran back to the mountain! Okay? Yanran has something she wants to tell Master..."
Slowly closing the door, Zhao Yaqing, holding her breath, did not leave immediately. Although she knew that Granny Tianshan would definitely find out, she didn't care if she was scolded. She wanted to know what Qin Yanran was trying to do. Although Qin Yanran is always aloof and of a high seniority, and is even cold and indifferent to her fellow male disciples, Zhao Yaqing and Qin Yanran get along very well. Despite the vast difference in their seniority, they talk about almost everything in private. Moreover, after escorting Qin Yanran back this time, Qin Yanran's "Purple Jade Fairy" coldness seems to have been completely melted away by the Illusionary Evil Prince. The delicate Qin Yanran has no ability to protect herself and relies on Zhao Yaqing's protection all the way. This makes Zhao Yaqing want to protect this woman who is cold on the outside but sensitive and delicate on the inside.
"Yanran, your power... has indeed been greatly damaged. This Illusionary Young Master is indeed no benevolent person. Fortunately, your foundation is solid. Although your Yin essence has been greatly depleted, your inner strength is not lost. As long as I help you, you will be able to recover your original power in less than three months." Granny Tianshan spoke slowly in the hall. Qin Yanran was a disciple she had taken in late in life, and she cherished her the most. Now, seeing her power greatly diminished and so weak that she would not have been able to recover without Zhao Yaqing's help, she felt great pity.
"Yanran thanks Master, but... compared to power, Yanran has something to deal with first. Please grant my request."
"The rebuilding of your inner strength cannot be delayed for too long. If it is delayed, even if your skill can be fully restored, it will be difficult to advance further. What is it that is so important?"
"Yanran... Yanran is pregnant..."
"I just checked your pulse and discovered this, but... Yanran, do you really want to give birth to this child... What will you do then?"
"Yanran dares not trouble Master, but this is Yanran's flesh and blood. Yanran must give birth to him and raise him."
"You child, you are still as stubborn as ever." Granny Tianshan paced back and forth in the hall. Outside, Zhao Yaqing listened to her Grandmaster's footsteps, and her thoughts became more and more turbulent. Qin Yanran had discovered she was pregnant halfway back to the mountain. When Zhao Yaqing found out, she originally wanted to take advantage of the early season to terminate the pregnancy, but Qin Yanran refused and insisted on giving birth to the child no matter what. Having both suffered at the hands of the Illusionary Young Master, Zhao Yaqing completely understood Qin Yanran's reluctance to let him go. However, aphrodisiac methods rarely result in pregnancy. Even after being ravaged by the Illusionary Young Master for over a month, neither Zhao Yaqing nor the Three Immortals of Hangzhou conceived. Zhao Yaqing strongly disagreed with Qin Yanran's insistence on having the child, but she couldn't persuade her otherwise. She only hoped that Granny Tianshan could stop her, but judging from Qin Yanran's resolute tone in the hall, it seemed even Granny Tianshan couldn't dissuade her.
"This Illusionary Young Master... who exactly is he that has moved you, Yanran?"
"He... he is the disciple of Senior Illusionary Thunder God..."
After recounting everything the Illusionary Young Master had told her, Zhao Yaqing outside the hall was startled. Although she knew the Illusionary Young Master was highly skilled in martial arts and mysterious, she hadn't expected him to be as powerful as a senior master like Illusionary Thunder God. No wonder she couldn't do anything about him when she encountered him.
"I see, alright! Yanran, calm down and let go of everything. I will help you strengthen your body first. Your body has been severely injured this time. If even I abandon you, how could you possibly give birth to this child?" Granny Tianshan sighed. She was not only Qin Yanran's master, but also the one who raised this little girl from childhood, almost like her parents. Who could understand Qin Yanran's personality better than her?
As the hall fell silent, Zhao Yaqing outside the hall was filled with mixed feelings and could not calm down at all. She really did not expect that even Granny Tianshan could not stop Qin Yanran's determination to give birth. What kind of magic did Young Master Huanxie cast on Qin Yanran to make her like this? Thinking about this, Zhao Yaqing even forgot the time. Suddenly, the voice in the hall called her back.
"Come in, Yaqing! How long do you intend to eavesdrop?"
Pushing open the door, Zhao Yaqing didn't dare to lift her head, her eyes only daring to count the blue bricks on the ground. Granny Tianshan was always strict with her disciples, never letting them off easily once they made a mistake. Heaven knows how much courage she mustered to dare to eavesdrop.
"You dared to eavesdrop on Granny and Yanran's conversation, you tell me, how should you be punished?"
"Disciple...disciple..." Zhao Yaqing stammered, unable to speak. Hearing Granny Tianshan slowly approach her, her body shrank even further, not even daring to look at Granny Tianshan's feet.
"If it weren't for Yanran pleading for you just now, see how Grandma would punish you this time. You might escape death, but you'd be severely punished. Zhao Yaqing, for the next few months, you'll be in charge of Yanran's food and daily life. Make sure this child is born safely. If anything happens to Yanran, don't come to see me again."
"Yes...yes." Startled by the punishment, Zhao Yaqing looked up. For once, Grandma Tianshan smiled. Although her hair was as white as silk, Grandma Tianshan's face didn't look old at all. If she had black hair, she would look no more than thirty years old. On the other side, Qin Yanran, who was sitting cross-legged, was obviously still circulating her internal energy to regulate her blood and qi. However, her pale cheeks, which had been too white all the way, finally regained their color, which finally put Zhao Yaqing's mind at ease.
"Hurry up and help Yanran to Yuanyinzhai in the back mountain, do you want Grandma to punish you?"
"Yes, Yaqing knows."
(04)
"Aunt Jing, Aunt Jing!" The girl's small voice kept ringing outside the door, and Zhao Yaqing, who had already fallen asleep, was finally woken up. She rubbed her eyes and looked at the moonlight outside the window. It should be around midnight. Why did this little girl come to find her instead of sleeping?
She was wondering to herself. Zhao Yaqing was quick to put on her clothes and opened the door. The little girl, who was only six or seven years old, practically rolled in. Her small hands were swollen and red. Obviously, she wanted to wake up the sleeping Zhao Yaqing. The little girl knocked on the door until her hands hurt.
Although she was quite annoyed at being woken from her deep sleep, all her anger vanished at the sight of the little girl's sweet whimpers. Zhao Yaqing shook her head; she could never handle this little girl. In this respect, Gong Yuxin was even more formidable than that Illusionary Young Master, and even Qin Yanran couldn't control her.
Seeing that Gong Yuxin's face was also flushed, clearly from running so fast she was out of breath, she wondered what had happened. It wasn't far from Zhao Yaqing's small house to Qin Yanran's Yuanyinzhai, and although Gong Yuxin was still young, one of her legs was long and slender, much taller than other girls her age. Plus, Qin Yanran had taught her some basic breathing techniques; just running such a short distance shouldn't have made Gong Yuxin so breathless!
"Tell Aunt Jing what happened," Zhao Yaqing said, affectionately wiping the sweat from Gong Yuxin's pink face and sitting her down on a chair.
"It's Mother...it's Mother who's in trouble..."
"Tell me slowly, tell me slowly." Patting Gong Yuxin's back, Zhao Yaqing bent down slightly and quickly put on her shoes while Gong Yuxin was speaking. Seven years had passed since that incident. Thanks to Granny Tianshan's help, Qin Yanran's internal strength had surpassed what it was back then, and there were no traces of injury left on her body. If even with her martial arts skills, something had happened to her, Zhao Yaqing had no choice but to go to Granny Tianshan.
"Xin'er was half asleep when she was suddenly woken up by her mother's voice. She was still wanting to sleep, but her mother's voice got louder and louder, and...it even sounded like crying! Xin'er wanted to ask her mother what was wrong, but suddenly a boy's voice came from her mother's room, which scared her so much that she ran over quickly. Aunt Jing, please go check on Mom! Xin'er is so scared!"
"Let's go! Ah! No, Xin'er, you stay here. Let Aunt Jing go alone. If Sister Yanran is in danger, having you around will only get in the way. Be a good girl and wait patiently, understand?"
"Okay! But Aunt Jing has to promise Xin'er that you won't let Mom get hurt!"
"Okay, let's pinky swear."
On the surface, she wasn't running, just walking slowly, but in reality, Zhao Yaqing was incredibly fast. For the past few years, she had been accompanying Qin Yanran, receiving her guidance in martial arts, and her progress was immeasurable. Her internal strength had also advanced by leaps and bounds. Although she hadn't descended the mountain in the past seven years, with Zhao Yaqing's current skill, there were probably few martial artists down the mountain who could defeat her.
As they drew closer to Yuanyinzhai, Qin Yanran's voice grew louder and louder. Just as Gong Yuxin had said, her moans were sharp and tinged with a hint of crying, but mixed with many other sounds. Zhao Yaqing blushed as soon as she heard them clearly, and her hurried steps slowed. The sound triggered many memories for her. That rainy night, after seeing the alluring figure on the bed of the Three Immortals of Hangzhou, even she had become infatuated and easily seduced into bed by the Illusionary Young Master. It was this same sound that Zhao Yaqing made during that intense pleasure!
A sudden tightness gripped Zhao Yaqing's heart. She gritted her teeth and hurried to the window. The reflection in the window was so vivid: one figure was pressing another onto the bed, thrusting back and forth. The person on top seemed to be struggling, sweat pouring out wildly, as if a rain was falling on him. For some reason, Zhao Yaqing didn't want to just break down the door. She moistened her finger with saliva and lightly touched the window paper, gently creating a small hole. She gently bit her tongue and peered through the hole. Just as she had thought, Qin Yanran, pressed onto the bed, was completely naked. Her fair cheeks were flushed with desire. Her struggling hands were pinned to either side by the man, and her legs, forcibly spread apart, were receiving the man's powerful desire. The pillow under her waist allowed Qin Yanran to be sweetly spread out, enabling him to penetrate her deeply and completely. Although she appeared to be resisting fiercely, this man was incredibly powerful, managing to suppress Qin Yanran's resistance and thoroughly enjoy her sexy body. Perhaps it was because the Illusionary Young Master had gone too far. Although the physical aphrodisiacs had worn off, just as he said, the intense, unyielding lust had been deeply etched into Qin Yanran's heart. For the past few years, Qin Yanran had been tormented by that inner fire, especially in the dead of night. Often, after being thoroughly played with by the Illusionary Young Master in her dreams, Qin Yanran would wake up not only blushing but also with a large wet patch on the sheets. Zhao Yaqing's condition was somewhat better, less severe, but sometimes she would also crawl into Qin Yanran's bed, the two embracing and exchanging their experiences of being "enjoyed" by that hateful man until dawn. Although Qin Yanran on the bed inside seemed to be resisting, her movements were becoming increasingly weak. Her feeble resistance seemed to encourage him to continue conquering the frail beauty beneath him. Zhao Yaqing could see that if the black cloth covering Qin Yanran's eyes were removed now, her clear, gentle, and watery eyes would be filled with the burning flames of desire. Although it was obvious that the man was raping Qin Yanran, Zhao Yaqing knew Qin Yanran's desires. Perhaps this situation wasn't so bad for her. More importantly, Zhao Yaqing recognized the man. The thick, long penis that was thrusting into Qin Yanran was both hateful and adorable. Such a treasure was rare in the world. After all, she had spent a month with him in bed, a month she would never forget!
In order not to disturb the people inside, Zhao Yaqing slowly retreated. She took a deep breath and retreated to the door of Yuanyinzhai before turning and running towards her own room. Zhao Yaqing understood that with Huanxie Gongzi's prowess in bed, the long-deprived Qin Yanran would surely be unable to resist. She herself longed for Huanxie Gongzi to conquer Qin Yanran and then take her to bed for further defilement. However, Qin Yanran was too timid; if she rashly barged in, who knew what the consequences would be? Besides, Gong Yuxin was still in her room; if she didn't return soon, who knew what the young girl might do? Zhao Yaqing could only hope that Huanxie Gongzi would show mercy and spare Qin Yanran, who longed for him day and night, too much suffering.
"No...don't..." Her lips still resisted, but Qin Yanran's body reacted instinctively. The pillow under her waist made her reaction impossible to hide; the clever angle meant that every thrust he made deeply tickled her sensitive spots. Each time he heavily scratched her depths, she couldn't help but moan softly, the pleasure of lust pounding against her shame. Although she had willingly offered herself to Huanxie Gongzi, completely opening herself up to enjoy his pleasures, Qin Yanran had never been raped by him. Every time, it was willingly done. Though her purity was tarnished, Qin Yanran only had Huanxie Gongzi as her man; in this respect, she was as chaste as a young girl. The man's methods were so intense that even Qin Yanran, who had been determined to wait for the Illusionary Young Master, finally couldn't resist any longer. Without any restraint, her wild body responded to him, allowing him to penetrate her forbidden zone again and again. Her sweet moans seemed to be calling out for the pleasure of sex.
Each cry seemed to tear Qin Yanran's heart apart, yet she was powerless to stop. The instinctive cries were so strong that Qin Yanran couldn't suppress them. She could only gradually become dazed, sinking into the illusion of orgasm, unable to extricate herself. Qin Yanran bit her lip, forcibly suppressing her confused mind, and slowly tried to recall what had happened.
It had only been half an hour before. She had practiced her sword in the courtyard and felt hot all over. A bead of sweat slowly soaked through her clothes. Qin Yanran glanced to the side and saw that the lights in Gong Yuxin's room were off. But she was still worried. She took a few steps toward the window and only breathed a sigh of relief when she was sure that Gong Yuxin was fast asleep on the bed. This little girl was very mischievous, but neither she nor Zhao Yaqing had really disciplined her. She let her do whatever she wanted. Fortunately, Gong Yuxin was quite well-behaved. Although she kept getting into trouble, she never caused anything serious. Otherwise, she would have had to get angry with her all the time.
Entering the small room behind the screen, a bucket of steaming water was already prepared, the lid unable to block the heat. Qin Yanran sighed sweetly. Gong Yuxin had truly worked hard. For the past six months, Gong Yuxin had taken over the task of preparing hot bath water for Qin Yanran. Zhao Yaqing couldn't dissuade her, and each time she saw the water, she would carefully put the lid back on to prevent Qin Yanran from getting carried away with her sword practice and forgetting the time, so the water wouldn't cool down. Thinking of Gong Yuxin sleeping soundly in bed, exhausted, Qin Yanran's heart couldn't help but feel sweet.
Slowly removing her still-sweat-stained clothes, Qin Yanran gently touched the water temperature. Although it was a little hot, it was just right. For Qin Yanran, the best and most beautiful thing before bed was to comfortably soak in hot water, washing away all her fatigue. Even during the time when she was possessed by the Illusionary Young Master, he had been so considerate in preparing warm water for her.
Thinking of the Evil Prince, Qin Yanran sighed. Despite her constant longing, he would never return to her side. Lately, her yearning for him had intensified. Whenever she practiced her swordplay, his image would involuntarily surface in her mind, which should have been empty. Just now, too, Qin Yanran was still lost in thought, her heart still lingering on the memory of him accompanying her in swordplay, and how, after practice, he would disregard everything else and make her feel ethereal under the open sky. Overwhelmed by her emotions, Qin Yanran felt her body burning. A sudden, inexplicable shyness made her quickly remove her undergarments and slowly slide into the water. Tonight, Gong Yuxin, for some unknown reason, had added a few wildflowers to the water, making it sweet and fragrant. As soon as she immersed herself in it, Qin Yanran felt incredibly comfortable. Moreover, the water infused with the flower petals was different from usual; it had a subtle sweetness, a comfort she seemed to have experienced before. Comfortably relaxing, Qin Yanran looked at her slender body and couldn't help but love it more and more. Although she was already a mother, her long, shapely body was still so charming and sexy, and her firm breasts were still pink and tender, not losing any of her youthful days. Even if she met Huanxie Gongzi again, he would probably not hesitate to let her enjoy sweet days again!
Suddenly, her heart trembled, and she grabbed the edge of the tub with one hand, but Qin Yanran's legs were already weak and she could not stand up. Her originally slender and beautiful waist seemed to have been drained of strength and could not move at all. Qin Yanran then remembered why she felt so familiar with this water. On that mountain, the Illusionary Young Master had once prepared such water, which made her ignite a burning desire after bathing in it, so much so that she didn't want to get up. This led the Illusionary Young Master to have several rounds of passion with her in the water. It wasn't until the next morning that the Illusionary Young Master confessed to her, who was languishing and weak. Although the aphrodisiac in the water wasn't very strong, because she was bathing naked, the drug's effects were directly absorbed into her body through her private parts. Although it wasn't easy to feel at first, once the drug took effect, the woman's completely oblivious and wanton state was quite a sight to behold. But Qin Yanran never expected that even after returning to Tianshan and hiding behind the mountain for so long, she would still fall victim to such a sneak attack.
Unable to move, Qin Yanran's vision went black as a thick cloth covered her large, alluring eyes. Then, weak and limp, she was lifted up by a man's large hands and slowly carried towards the bed. Held in his arms, Qin Yanran, the effects of the drug gradually burning within her, endured the pain without a sound, her heart pounding. The man holding her tightly possessed a weapon so powerful, no less potent than that of the former Illusionary Young Master. His desire was completely undisguised, burning fiercely against the delicate skin of Qin Yanran's lower back. Weak and powerless, Qin Yanran tried to push him away, but he held her even tighter. Although she knew that if she screamed loudly, Zhao Yaqing would hear her, for some reason, Qin Yanran just couldn't scream. This man had managed to sneak into her bathhouse undetected, slip aphrodisiacs into her water without leaving a trace, and then spy on her from the side. The moment Qin Yanran sensed something was wrong, he immediately subdued her. Aside from his timing, his skill in concealing his presence was probably no less than Qin Yanran's. Even if Zhao Yaqing came, it would likely just be another woman falling into his greedy hands.
The sweet anxiety made Qin Yanran's heart flutter again. The man was so familiar with her erogenous zones, teasing her so intensely. Previously, her attention had been diverted, and her desire had lessened considerably. Now, however, the fire of lust had intensified, burning even more fiercely, overwhelming her. Long deprived of sex, Qin Yanran was tormented by the lustful desire planted by the Illusionary Young Master. Years of solitary cultivation had failed to eradicate even a trace of that desire. Now, being so forcefully violated by the man, with such disregard for her feelings in his rape, caused Qin Yanran unbearable pain, yet her physical pleasure intensified inversely.
"No…don't…ah…don't ejaculate…don't get me pregnant…don't…"
Waves of pleasure overwhelmed Qin Yanran, making her completely lose herself. Her last shred of reason was almost extinguished. The barely audible cries couldn't stop his bestiality; the man only became more ferocious. He felt a tingling numbness in his lower back, and after another fierce thrust, leaving Qin Yanran overflowing with fluids, he impulsively plunged deep into her body, without any barrier. A stream of scalding semen burned Qin Yanran, causing her to cry out.
"You...you devil..." Still panting, Qin Yanran's face was wet, tears streaming uncontrollably down her cheeks. Although it was over and the man had left her, Qin Yanran's body seemed to have no strength left, and she couldn't even move. Her body was still immersed in the sensations of what had just happened, vaguely unable to feel the air, but the burning sensation inside her was so real. He had really ejaculated deeply into her. Even now, Qin Yanran's legs had left his waist, and the man's copious amount of semen was making Qin Yanran's body unable to hold on, leaking out bit by bit. But he had ejaculated so deeply that Qin Yanran only felt that she was being violated by the man with no power over her, being possessed by him without any reservation.
"I'm sorry, fairy, I... I only wanted this method to make amends to you."
Hearing this, Qin Yanran, with a sudden surge of strength, sprang up and clung to him with all her might. Tears streamed down her face like a burst dam. The voice of the Illusionary Prince was so familiar, so familiar that Qin Yanran didn't even need to bother to confirm it, and she didn't even want to remove the veil from her face.
Holding the tearful girl in his arms, the Illusionary Prince sat back on the bed, gently removing Qin Yanran's veil. His nimble tongue slowly licked away her tears, and one hand gently stroked her still sweaty back, slowly massaging and rubbing away her weariness and heartache. The long-awaited longing and yearning, coupled with the fact that he had just returned to her side and greeted her with such a lewd method, made Qin Yanran's tears seem endless, warmly soaking the Illusionary Prince's equally sweaty chest. She didn't know how much time had passed before Qin Yanran, half-dazed from crying, finally recovered.
"Young Master...you're so wicked...knowing...knowing Yanran is waiting for you...how could you still...do this to Yanran..."
"If I didn't do this, I don't know how to face you...please forgive me, my dear, beautiful fairy."
"Of course...of course I won't forgive you...Yanran will never forgive you...unless you...unless you stay by Yanran's side..."
"Then Fairy Yanran will have a hard time." With a lewd laugh in Qin Yanran's shy ear, the Evil Prince's hands slowly became unruly, gently gliding over Qin Yanran's back. When his hot fingers touched Qin Yanran's firm, round buttocks, Qin Yanran couldn't help but feel a little nervous. She hugged him tightly, her blushing face unable to lift up. Her heart was filled with both shyness and sweetness. Just as she thought, this man would never let go of any opportunity to move her heart.
"Yanran is willing... willing to suffer like this... sigh... you really..."
He lifted Qin Yanran's still-wanting face and kissed her, his tongue quickly slipping between her pearly teeth, dancing with hers. From the beginning, Qin Yanran had never been able to resist his gentle and sweet advances, and now she willingly melted into his embrace. Her slender hands clasped his back, wanting to merge with him forever.
"Good Yanran, good fairy, you're still as sexy and charming as ever. I truly love you to death... This time I won't let you go, I promise I'll make Yanran even more..." He whispered the next few words in Qin Yanran's ear, refusing to let any of them escape his notice. Qin Yanran nodded shyly, her face flushed red, yet she refused to ignore him.
"You wicked man... You're already a father, and you still treat Yanran like this..."
"I'm a father now. The one who came into that little house is my daughter."
"Of course." Qin Yanran nodded shyly, her expression filled with immense joy, but also a hint of worry. She hadn't been unaware of what would happen if he refused to acknowledge his daughter.
"Back then, you kept Yanran confined in the remote mountains, never taking her down. Every day you indulged her in gluttony, making her suffer terribly. You made her bedridden every single day. In your passionate lovemaking, Yanran was like a jade planted in Lantian... Since you weren't around, Yanran had to name herself. Her name is Gong Yuxin, and she is truly your daughter."
"Of course I believe she is my daughter, but..." The Evil Prince smiled wickedly, his fingers already sliding over Qin Yanran's delicate and firm legs. Just as Qin Yanran couldn't help but shiver, her still-dripping honey-like little hole was once again invaded by his hand. His technique was more advanced than before, a feeling that was both familiar and strange, making Qin Yanran shy and reluctant, yet she loved his indulgence.
"But..."
"I just didn't expect that even after having a daughter, Fairy Yanran's little hole would still be so tender, so tight, so elastic. It's so beautiful..." Holding Qin Yanran on his lap, he made the lustful Qin Yanran spread her jade legs. Amidst the soft moans of joy and fear, Qin Yanran closed her eyes, focusing all her attention on the sensation. His powerful phallus penetrated her again, burning deeply into her heart.
"So...so good...good young master...you're still...still so strong..."
"Don't just talk, listen to me first..."
It was as beautiful as a dream, but the physical sensation was so real. Half-drunk and half-awake, Qin Yanran completely relaxed. Following the instructions of the Evil Young Master in her ear, she forced in her breath and tightened her anus, making her little hole clench tightly. The burning sensation was even more intense than before, like a red-hot iron rod burning her heart, both gentle and fiery, truly the ultimate pleasure!
Following Huanxie Gongzi's instructions, Qin Yanran involuntarily inhaled and exhaled, feeling the burning heat of desire press against her, wave after wave of fiery sensations that made her want to climax. After a long, long time, she finally felt completely relaxed, and a stream of yin essence gushed out, mingling with his yang essence, making Qin Yanran's body feel warm and comfortable, as if she had just taken a bath, every pore of her body feeling refreshed.
She lay softly on Huanxie Gongzi, kissing his chest tenderly, her small tongue sweetly licking away the sweat on his chest. Huanxie Gongzi seemed quite tired too, one hand resting limply on Qin Yanran's back, completely unlike his usual groping.
"Good sir... are you injured?"
"I can see." Hearing Qin Yanran's tender voice, Huanxie Gongzi's body trembled, but he did not refute.
"There are no visible marks on the surface, but both times you came earlier than before. Although you still made Yanran climax... Although you drove me to the brink of ecstasy, I could feel that you were barely restraining yourself, not using any techniques to absorb my inner energy. Instead... instead, you made me actively absorb your yang essence..."
"Indeed, my injuries are quite severe, otherwise I wouldn't be so obsessed with you, completely unable to extricate myself. Even knowing that your master was watching over me, I still came to find you. Don't worry, Yanran, although my injuries are serious, they are not incurable. In addition, my internal energy is unique, and the more I am with a girl, the faster my injuries heal. As long as Yanran is lewd and seductive enough, my injuries will heal quickly." "
In that case, Yanran will have no choice but to let go of everything and indulge in lewdness and seduction under your care. Anyway... anyway, you will definitely destroy all of Yanran's shame..." Giving Huanxie Gongzi a charming smile, Qin Yanran kissed him, and another sweet and passionate kiss ensued.
"But...why didn't you absorb Yanran's power...instead...instead you let Yanran learn your technique of draining her energy..."
"After we parted, I thought I could be as ruthless as before, but who knew I couldn't. The thought of you losing all your power because of me makes my heart ache..." As if returning to the past, the voice of the Illusionary Young Master was completely devoid of any lewdness.
"Afterwards, I kept thinking about how to make up for it. Then I thought that perhaps I could use the method of Yin-Yang cultivation to make amends. What I just taught Yanran was the most basic method. This way, not only will my injuries heal more easily, but I can also return what I drained from Yanran. However, this method has a flaw, dear Yanran, please don't blame me."
"What flaw?"
"Once you get used to this method, not only me, but even you, Yanran, will be unable to control your lust and will often want to find a man to satisfy you..."
"As long as it can help you, it doesn't matter...dear young master, if you can still hold on, give Yanran one more time! Yanran has missed you so much!" Qin Yanran smiled sweetly.
"How dare you ask me if I'm still capable? I'll make sure you faint, you pure fairy!"
Soon, Qin Yanran's charming voice came from inside the room again. This time, she didn't beg for mercy. She was completely relaxed, letting the fierce desire fill her, and she didn't care about any shame.
Although the little girl's expression still carried a bit of suspicion, under the persistent explanation of Zhao Yaqing and Qin Yanran, Gong Yuxin still reluctantly called Huanxie Gongzi "father" and then hid outside. Qin Yanran sighed slightly and wanted to apologize, but she couldn't say a word. Huanxie Gongzi pulled her into his arms and sealed her reaction with a passionate and lingering kiss. Although Huanxie Gongzi's hands didn't move much, their lips and tongues intertwined in sweet affection. Qin Yanran should have been used to this level of action by now, but she immediately blushed to her ears and pushed him away forcefully with her slender hands. After all, the situation was different now. Back then, Qin Yanran was already used to his lustful behavior day and night, but she had never done it so openly in front of others. Zhao Yaqing, on the other hand, seemed to be very used to it, watching from the side with a smile, showing no intention of leaving. She found Qin Yanran's resistance very strange.
"Don't blame her. Yanran has always been well-behaved and polite. It's fine if she's unrestrained when she's with me, but she can't stand it in front of you." He released Qin Yanran's greedy lips, letting the clear liquid glimmer slightly. Qin Yanran, who was intoxicated by Huanxie Gongzi's kiss, completely forgot to leave his arms. She leaned softly against him, her jade-like hand wrapped around his neck, looking extremely satisfied. Zhao Yaqing then realized something was wrong. Qin Yanran was always easily flustered, and while she was currently flattered by him, it was fine if she stayed any longer. If Qin Yanran wasn't angry with the long-absent Huanxie Gongzi when she sobered up, she would be in serious trouble.
Unfortunately, Zhao Yaqing wasn't quick enough. Perhaps seeing him after so long made her not even want to run away. She had barely gotten up when her body went limp, collapsing onto the bed. Although the new sheets concealed her "achievements" from last night, she could still feel them as soon as she lay down. Her face flushed, Zhao Yaqing looked up shyly. Huanxie Gongzi's fingers were gently caressing her slender waist, and even that light caress was irresistible to her.
"It's...it's alright, Ya-ching...he promised me that this time...this time even if you don't agree, Ya-ching, he'll force you to stay. Yan-ran alone really...really can't serve him..." Qin Yan-ran raised her face, her fair skin, seemingly floating with a layer of water, was tinged with a sweet and fragrant blush, her watery eyes filled with immense laughter and shyness. When Zhao Ya-ching lost her virginity, the Three Immortals of Hangzhou were present, and afterwards, the Illusionary Evil Prince treated them all equally, slaughtering them to the point of near death for a full month. She was used to several women serving one husband, but it would be a long time before she was no longer so ashamed and helpless!
"Do you like it?"
"Of...of course..." Zhao Ya-ching closed her eyes, her breathing rapid, her whole body burning with heat, as the Illusionary Evil Prince's hands slowly began to undress her.
Only now did Qin Yanran realize that the Illusionary Young Master had truly shown her mercy back then. Even now, with her greatly improved skills, working with Zhao Yaqing hadn't been able to completely satisfy him in bed. He only released her after both women had gone limp several times. The Illusionary Young Master had only been on Mount Tian for a few days, yet he had completely satisfied the long-standing desires of both Qin Yanran and Zhao Yaqing. Qin Yanran, in particular, had a completely new experience. At first, she was a little shy, but the Illusionary Young Master loved this about her. The more shy Qin Yanran was, the more he teased her until she was dizzy and confused. Last night, the Evil Prince took both of them outside and, amidst the flowers, made the shy Qin Yanran and the passionate Zhao Yaqing dizzy with desire. He played with them naked countless times, and Zhao Yaqing was still limp and unconscious. The Evil Prince was also fast asleep, exhausted. Only Qin Yanran nestled contentedly in his arms, gently kissing his chest, her eyes filled with tenderness as she looked at him. He had been exhausted these past few days, practically giving his all to satisfy her and Zhao Yaqing to the extreme. Moreover, this time he had completely changed his methods, employing a variety of gentle caresses. He became even gentler whenever they reacted, completely following their every request. Although it wasn't as intense as before, the women's physical sensations were even deeper. However, with such dedication, and being a man with two women, it was no wonder he was also tired. Gently stroking his slightly thin face, Qin Yanran's face, as bright as the moon and as beautiful as the morning glow, suddenly tightened. She slowly moved away from him, so as not to disturb the sleeping Huanxie Gongzi, and reached out to push Zhao Yaqing.
"Wh...what's wrong, sister..."
"Yaqing, I have a question for you."
Hearing Qin Yanran's detailed explanation in her ear, Zhao Yaqing answered casually for a few minutes, then suddenly her eyes widened. In the exchange, she also realized the problem, and the result of her internal energy examination confirmed her suspicions. The stamina of the Evil Prince was so high that even when he brought the three immortals of Hangzhou and Zhao Yaqing to multiple orgasms, it wasn't this exhausting. He even lasted so long that the four women were moaning and begging for mercy, wanting him to continue but afraid they couldn't take it. Why was he so tired this time? He didn't even have to use the art of sexual cultivation.
Although he was awake, the nightly indulgence was really tiring. The Evil Prince didn't even want to open his eyes. He turned over, reached out and grabbed, but found nothing. Only then did he realize that Qin Yanran and Zhao Yaqing had already gotten up.
Slowly sitting up, Young Master Huanxie rubbed his eyes and looked around. The lingering fragrance of the two women from last night still lingered on his pillow, making him reluctant to leave. However, it seemed that Zhao Yaqing had already left. Only Qin Yanran stood gracefully by the window with her back to him, her gaze drifting far away. Perhaps she was just there to give him a good look! Qin Yanran wasn't wearing an outer garment; only a small bodice lay smoothly on her slender body. From behind, she was almost completely naked except for the bodice's straps. Her slender figure, exquisite curves, and fair skin were completely undisguised, making her absolutely perfect. Although she had become a mother and was slightly fuller than when they first met, it did not diminish her captivating beauty. Just thinking about how he had allowed himself to explore and roam freely in her perfect naked body last night, caressing and teasing her inch by inch, and possessing her without any reservations, Qin Yanran's soft and sweet moans seemed to echo in his ears again. A smile involuntarily rose to his lips. Only then did the Illusionary Young Master realize how lucky he was to have such an alluring beauty. To be honest, from the first time he possessed Qin Yanran, Young Master Huanxie was captivated by the allure of her body. This Fairy Ziyu was not only as beautiful as a celestial being, but her innate noble and aloof temperament made any man want to try to pin her down and ravage her at will, to see how wanton this pure and beautiful fairy would become. In addition, she was exceptionally gifted; no matter how many times he had sex with her, her tender orifice was always so tight. Every time he had intercourse with her, he felt an incomparably fresh sensation. Virgins could not be so wanton, and harlots could not be so tight. That kind of pleasure could not be obtained from other women. If it weren't for the fact that Young Master Huanxie really didn't want to be tied to a woman and forced himself to leave, with Qin Yanran's allure, it would have been impossible for him to abandon her. Later, although the Evil Prince continued his lewd ways, taking one stunning beauty after another tormenting her until she was in ecstasy, Qin Yanran's image always involuntarily lingered in his mind. However, he still managed to restrain himself; if it weren't for this unexpected turn of events, he wouldn't have returned to admit he was truly in love and unwilling to leave this woman.
"What's wrong?" He slowly walked behind Qin Yanran, gently encircling her firm, slender waist with one hand, pulling her into his embrace. His tongue softly licked her earlobe, and the Evil Prince felt a surge of satisfaction, experiencing for the first time the pleasure of having a woman in his arms.
She let out a soft moan, but Qin Yanran didn't resist his intimacy. She gently placed her slender hand on his, letting out a satisfied sigh. Although this was the first time she had gotten up before him after spending the night with him, Qin Yanran was all too familiar with his philandering ways.
"What's wrong?" After a few gentle teasing moments, Huanxie Gongzi realized something was amiss. Qin Yanran didn't react much to his caresses. He had to turn her around to notice her slightly red eyes, indicating she had been crying. "Did I upset you? Was last night not satisfying enough?"
"It was satisfying enough, and comfortable enough, but Yanran's heart is aching terribly." She turned around and threw herself into Huanxie Gongzi's arms, her hot tears slowly mingling with his chest. "From the moment you touched Yanran's bed, Yanran sensed something was wrong. Although it's not outwardly visible, your internal injuries are definitely not light. That alone would be one thing; Yanran willingly offered all her power for you to heal with your cultivation technique, but you... but you not only didn't do anything, you even reversed the process by transferring your power into Yanran's body, and even Yaqing received a lot... Clearly, you didn't want to heal; you just wanted to return your power to Yanran... Just how badly are you injured? How could you not want to live at all? Are you still trying to hide it from Yanran?"
"I'm sorry, I just... I just didn't want to see you cry..." Gently licking away Qin Yanran's tears, the Illusionary Young Master carried her back to bed. Sweet kisses softly landed on her round, alluring breasts, and his voice slowly drifted out, "This time, I'm not only badly injured, but I've also lost all confidence in traversing the martial world. That's why I stopped deceiving myself and returned to the woman I most wanted to be back in, to linger with Yanran as much as possible. Yanran, you can rest assured, this internal injury isn't fatal. At most, I'll lose all my internal energy, returning to you and Yaqing. Actually, this is the best outcome I could have imagined." He raised his head, and Qin Yanran, her cheeks flushed, had her starry eyes half-closed, overflowing with a watery, seductive light. Her desire had already been aroused by him. "If my internal injury doesn't heal, I won't be able to leave Tianshan again, and I'll have to spend every night listening to Yanran's soft moans and pleas for mercy. Wouldn't Yanran be happy then?"
"Perhaps...maybe!" Her whole body went limp. Qin Yanran clung to him tightly, her sweet moans a mixture of resistance and attraction whispering in his ear. She had to try so hard to keep her heart from being swept away by his all-encompassing caresses. "Yanran doesn't want...don't want you to leave...but...but Yanran doesn't want you to be unhappy. If the Illusionary Young Master wasn't so bad...so lewd, always making girls lose face, he wouldn't be the Illusionary Young Master in Yanran's heart...Yanran longs for you to stay by her side, but not in your obedient way...but...but the you you always have been, that..." "Whenever he's in the mood, he plays with women until they're on the verge of death, using the most lewd and vulgar words to make them both love and hate him, and occasionally he even acts like a phantom prince who's about to abandon them... Besides... Besides..." Forcing open her eyes, which were blazing with lust, Qin Yanran tightly wrapped her slender arms around his back. Her desire was already burning so intensely it seemed it would burst forth from her body, completely melting her, making her love words seem to melt away. "Besides, the stronger your skills, the more terrifying your prowess in bed becomes. Yanran wants... wants you to regain your full power, to completely destroy Yanran, to make Yanran drown in the flames of lust every night, unable to extricate herself... Hmm..."
"Even if it's not at night, it's fine, isn't it?" The devilish hand slid between Qin Yanran's legs, gently separating them. He enjoyed the sight of Qin Yanran's tightly clenched legs, both afraid of letting him succeed and hoping that he would possess her fiercely. The look of wanting to leave and being reluctant to part made the Evil Prince smile wickedly. He looked at Qin Yanran's burning desire and her alluring appearance, wanting to leave but unwilling to part. He and she were the most compatible in bed. As long as he wanted to, he could guarantee that he could give Qin Yanran the highest level of sexual enjoyment. Even if it was the early morning when she least wanted to have sex, he could make Qin Yanran, who was eager to get up, fall into a daze in bed. "I'll think of a way. I'll make sure my strength is restored so that Yanran can go crazy in bed. I guarantee she'll be completely lost in the moment and won't care about any shame. But it's hard to say whether I'll just leave you on the bed and walk away after I'm done playing with you!"
"As long as... as long as you kill Yanran... and make her the most satisfying slut for you, do you think she'll think anything more?" Feeling parched and desperate for his touch to satisfy her long-awaited emptiness, Qin Yanran didn't care that it was early morning and not the right time. Her whole body felt like it was on fire. All she wanted now was to beg him for pleasure and let herself be overwhelmed by joy again.
Just as the two were deeply in love, and the Phantom Prince was about to begin tormenting her, Zhao Yaqing's voice rang out, "Yaqing greets Grandmaster. Last night, Yaqing and Grandmaster Uncle were entangled all night long, and Grandmaster Uncle is still sleeping now!"
Upon hearing that Granny Tianshan had arrived, Qin Yanran's lust-fueled mind instantly cleared. Given Granny Tianshan's habitually righteous and indignant nature, if she saw the Phantom Prince here, he would surely die. Moreover, he was currently injured, so how could she possibly make a move? In her haste, Qin Yanran didn't care about anything else. She hurriedly hid the Phantom Prince in the wardrobe, ignoring her half-fallen undergarment, and hastily put on her outer garment. In the blink of an eye, just as Qin Yanran put on her outer garment, Granny Tianshan's footsteps were already at the door.
Granny Tianshan slowly strolled into the room. Her deep, seemingly icy gaze lingered briefly on Qin Yanran's face before moving away. Zhao Yaqing followed behind, panting, but couldn't slow Granny Tianshan down at all. She knew that since Young Master Huanxie was here, Qin Yanran, who had just gotten up, would likely be teased by this lecherous man. If Granny Tianshan saw that scene, it would be a miracle if she didn't kill Young Master Huanxie immediately. Unfortunately, she couldn't stop Granny Tianshan, and Gong Yuxin, who was never afraid of even Granny Tianshan, only skipped in at this moment, making Zhao Yaqing so angry that she wanted to strangle the little devil. Although she didn't see Huanxie Gongzi upon entering, Granny Tianshan's gaze swept over Qin Yanran, who lowered her head without the slightest resistance, her ears even turning red. Zhao Yaqing inwardly cursed her for being so weak-willed; if this continued, the shrewd Granny Tianshan would surely notice something amiss. Despite her fear, she couldn't bring herself to say anything.
Just as she thought of letting Gong Yuxin pester Granny Tianshan, Zhao Yaqing patted Gong Yuxin's shoulder to signal her, Granny Tianshan, without even turning her head, spoke up, "Yaqing, take Xiaoxin'er outside to play. Granny has something to say to Yanran."
Zhao Yaqing gave Qin Yanran, whose ears were flushed red with embarrassment, a helpless look on her face. Her heart pounding, she walked out, having to feign reluctance to let Gong Yuxin, who was trying to cling to her grandmother, go away. Now, she could only pray and see if the young master Huanxie would have any luck. She
slowly sat down, watching Qin Yanran, head bowed, get out of bed and pour her tea without daring to utter a word. A bitter smile appeared on Tianshan Granny's lips. She had noticed something amiss as soon as she entered; Zhao Yaqing's brows were full of life and charm, a far cry from the desolate look she had after being violated by the young master Huanxie. Instead, she was shy and tender, like a young girl in the throes of first love. Tianshan Granny hadn't noticed before, but seeing Qin Yanran's shy and languid demeanor, she could tell at a glance that she had just been pampered by a man. She hadn't even put on her undergarments properly, and although there was an outer garment between them, Tianshan Granny couldn't help but have a clue. She slowly raised the cup to her lips, but drank for a long time without putting it down. Qin Yanran, feeling guilty, dared not break the silence.
"How badly is he injured?"
"Master...Master..." The Heavenly Mountain Granny's seemingly nonsensical question was nonetheless so insightful as to hit the nail on the head, completely catching Qin Yanran off guard. The usually composed Qin Yanran was stunned, as if struck by lightning.
"You have no need to be afraid. Grandma would never personally harm your beloved, Yanran," the Heavenly Mountain Granny smiled, the small teacup swirling lightly between her fingers. She didn't even put it down, yet the full cup of tea remained unspoiled. "No matter what, Grandma will never let Yanran hate me."
"Then I must thank Grandma." The Illusionary Young Master casually emerged from the wardrobe and sat down at the table as if nothing had happened. Before Qin Yanran could speak, he had already pulled her into a hug. Knowing his usual arrogant and unrestrained manner, Qin Yanran never expected him to be so presumptuous even in front of Granny Tianshan. Before she could even utter a soft cry, she was already in his arms. She was both ashamed and angry. Although she thought of pushing him away, his hateful hand had already slipped inside her clothes and easily slid up Qin Yanran's soft and smooth breasts, making her instantly weak all over. The lingering memories of the night before seemed to return to her body. Ashamed, Qin Yanran buried herself in his arms, her blushing face no longer daring to show.
Shaking her head inwardly, yet unwilling to hurt Qin Yanran's feelings, before Granny Tianshan could speak, Young Master Huanxie had already spoken first, "Granny rarely comes up here, could it be because someone finally dares to challenge Granny?"
Qin Yanran was startled upon hearing this. Her weak and feeble hands barely managed to pull away Young Master Huanxie's unruly clutches, but she was unwilling and unable to leave his embrace. Although she sat up straight and regained her senses, the rosy blush on her cheeks and the alluring light in her eyes could no longer be concealed. Fortunately, Young Master Huanxie was only teasing her. "Master..."
"That's right, the battle will take place in a month. My old friend's disciple is indeed no ordinary person." Granny Tianshan smiled slightly and tossed a piece of gold paper onto the table with her sleeve.
Without even glancing at the golden letter, a bitter smile appeared on the lips of the Illusionary Young Master. "Grandma, please be very careful. This Huang Huijun is truly formidable."
Looking at the mark at the end of the letter, two lightning bolts intertwined, even Qin Yanran recognized it. It was the mark of the Lightning Sect, and only those who had received personal instruction from the Lightning Sword Monk, the sect leader, would dare to openly display this mark. "Even if she truly inherited the Lightning Sword Monk's teachings and surpassed him, Grandma is not afraid of her, but..." Grandma Tianshan's forced smile faded. "Since you have fought with her, you should have some understanding of her martial arts style."
"Why must Grandma test me?" The Illusionary Young Master smiled. "That's right, Grandma's suspicions are quite valid. My current martial arts are comparable to my late master's. If I disregard my injuries, I might not even lose a fight with Grandma."
"Could it be that Huang Huijun's swordsmanship has far surpassed that of the Lightning Sword Monk?" Granny Tianshan frowned slightly. Among the four great masters of that time, Earth Dragon Lord had the deepest internal strength; the Lightning Sword Monk, whose swordsmanship was as swift as lightning, was the best; Illusion Thunder God's external skills were the most powerful; and Granny Tianshan was known for her agility. If Huang Huijun's swordsmanship was truly superior to the Lightning Sword Monk's, even Granny Tianshan would probably have no choice but to admit defeat.
"Her swordsmanship isn't that formidable. While it's not weak, it's still far inferior to the Sword Monk. However…" Young Master Huanxie sighed softly, "Her internal energy cultivation method is a true inheritance from the Earth Dragon Lord, and its depth is not much weaker than my master's. That's her true skill. Moreover, she's very cunning. She'll never use her full strength until she's truly ready to fight. I was careless at the time, which is why I took a blow from her palm when I knocked the sword from her hand."
"No wonder," Granny Tianshan smiled slightly, "If you hadn't taken that blow, you probably wouldn't have thought of returning to Yanran's side."
"Indeed," Young Master Huanxie smiled bitterly, gently squeezing his hand inside Qin Yanran's clothes, causing Qin Yanran to hum in response. Her eyes even narrowed, and she seemed to melt as if burned by fire, yet she had no strength to leave him. "I guess I turned misfortune into blessing. If it weren't for that blow, I wouldn't have known that I loved Yanran so deeply."
"You're honest enough," Granny Tianshan stood up and slowly walked out. "If you dare to leave Yanran again this time, Granny will find you to the ends of the earth. With your foundation, even if you were seriously injured, you should have recovered by now. Let me give you a piece of advice: your power is built on the foundation of sexual intercourse between men and women, and you must seek healing from that as well. Our sect's 'Chaotic Heart Method' is perfect for this. Let Yanran help you! But let me make this clear first: Yaqing and Yanran are already yours. If you dare to lay a hand on any other woman from Tianshan, see how Granny deals with you."
Watching Granny Tianshan leave, Young Master Huanxie's lips curled into a mocking smile as he looked at Qin Yanran, who was limp in his arms, her eyes barely open. In truth, with his skills, it was impossible for him to control Qin Yanran like that. However, since he came up the mountain, he had been making love with Qin Yanran every night, teasing her relentlessly. After losing her virginity, she, who possessed a thousand charms beneath her holy exterior, could not escape the hands of the Illusionary Young Master.
"Good young master...you're so mean..." Qin Yanran barely opened her eyes, and with a hint of reproach, she gently bit the face of the Illusionary Young Master. "Knowing that Yanran respects Master the most, you still hugged and touched Yanran in front of Master. How can Yanran face Master now? You've ruined me!"
"Good fairy, don't be angry," the Illusionary Young Master gently caressed Qin Yanran's graceful and sexy body, extinguishing her starlight-like anger, until Qin Yanran finally laughed and protested. Only then did the Illusionary Young Master stop, carrying the half-naked Qin Yanran back to the bed. "What is this Chaotic Heart Method that your master mentioned?"
"That's a set of cultivation techniques from our sect, originally intended for disciples who came with prior skills," Qin Yanran said softly, her delicate hand lingering on the Illusionary Young Master's body, seemingly still savoring the tenderness. "In the beginning, when heaven and earth were separated, yin and yang were distinct. Before the separation of heaven and earth, the state was chaos, and this cultivation technique is the same. When a disciple who came with prior skills cultivated the sect's internal energy to a certain level, achieving a balance with their existing internal energy, they would begin practicing this technique. This would completely fuse the sect's internal energy with their existing internal energy, transforming it into a new internal energy. This way, they wouldn't waste their original cultivation and could integrate it with the sect's path, essentially switching to another cultivation method." The secret to this internal energy cultivation method is that once the mental cultivation technique is mastered, it becomes unique and difficult for the sect to teach again. Even with the long history of the Tianshan sect, only a handful of people have truly mastered this technique. I think Master means that Huang Huijun's internal energy is incompatible with yours, so even with your profound internal strength, you cannot heal yourself. If we practice this internal energy cultivation technique together, allowing me to participate in healing your injuries and completely change the path of your internal energy, you should be able to heal yourself easily. However… if we simply place our palms together and circulate our energy separately, we are still two separate entities. No matter how we circulate our energy, our internal energies may not be able to merge into one. That is probably the real problem…”
"No trouble at all," Young Master Huanxie chuckled, gently kissing Qin Yanran's rosy lips. He held her for a long, long time before releasing her, her face flushed. "But Fairy Yanran will probably be sad."
"No matter how sad you are, it's better than not having you. Ah..." Her body went limp, and Qin Yanran breathed softly, her arm wrapped around Young Master Huanxie's back, enjoying his skillful caresses and teasing. "My dear young master, please...please don't tease Yanran anymore...heal your wounds first!"
"That's how you heal!" The Illusionary Young Master smiled slightly, his hands moving without slowing down. Soon, Qin Yanran's slender and sexy body was trembling and moaning naked in his arms, radiating an incomparably alluring lust and charm. "When I use the method of absorbing your primordial yin, our inner strength and bodies will be completely fused together. Then you can use this method to heal my internal injuries, okay?"
"No...no!" Qin Yanran closed her eyes, letting him caress her at will, even her voice trembling sweetly, "Good young master...you're too amazing...when you started absorbing my primordial yin, I was already in a blissful trance, completely overwhelmed by the beauty, how could I circulate my energy?"
"That's why I said it would make Yanran sad," the Illusionary Prince released his grip, looking at Qin Yanran, whose eyes were alluring and whose passion burned like fire, completely devoid of any fairy-like demeanor. "I'll control my technique, penetrating Yanran before she gets too wet. I'm afraid she'll be quite uncomfortable then..."
Her slender hand slid down, lightly touching the enormous treasure that the Illusionary Prince had satisfied her countless times. Her heart was pounding with anxiety. Even with her mature body, enduring the Illusionary Prince's caresses was quite difficult. Every time he conquered her, she felt as if her body was about to split apart. The thought of being raped and brutally penetrated to the deepest part of her before she was even aroused made her feel like she was going to die from the pain. Qin Yanran sighed inwardly and kissed the Illusionary Prince deeply, kissing him until she felt like she was suffocating.
"Good young master... after you heal your injuries, you must make it up to Yanran properly..."
Like an old monk in deep meditation, he slowly circulated his internal energy, feeling his and Qin Yanran's internal energy gradually merge, flowing through their meridians and throughout their bodies, before dispersing again. The Illusionary Young Master could almost feel his injuries healing little by little. Moreover, after their power merged, the new set of internal energy circulation was so smooth and gentle, yet it felt like an iron soothing over every pore of his body, making him feel much more comfortable. The feeling was so wonderful that it was as if he had ascended to immortality, and he felt completely different.
He didn't know how long he had been circulating his energy like this when the Illusionary Young Master, who was indulging in that wonderful feeling, suddenly "woke up." A moonlight was slowly shining on the two of them. Qin Yanran in his arms was still sitting with her eyes closed, her face serene. Except for the tear stains at the corners of her eyes, she showed no abnormality. She seemed completely unaware that the Illusionary Young Master was still deeply inserted into her body. The Illusionary Young Master couldn't help but feel a surge of pity. After Granny Tianshan left early in the morning, the two began this incredibly sensual healing method. They joined together in a seated position, with Huanxie Gongzi's erotic device tightly sucking on Qin Yanran's sweet flower, while Qin Yanran focused on circulating her internal energy. They had tried this position more than once, but to ensure she could concentrate fully, this was the first time Qin Yanran had accepted Huanxie Gongzi's erect penis without sufficient lubrication. When it penetrated deeply, even though Qin Yanran was mentally prepared, she couldn't help but cry tears of pain, which Huanxie Gongzi found very pitiful. If Qin Yanran hadn't insisted, he feared he would have failed long ago. He
gently pressed his lips to Qin Yanran's cherry-like mouth, and feeling the beauty in his arms awaken from the stimulation, Huanxie Gongzi gently deepened his kiss, releasing her only after a long, long time.
"Does it still hurt?"
"Yes... a little... but it's nothing..." Maintaining her seated posture, Qin Yanran dared not move an inch. The strange sensation she had experienced while circulating her internal energy had temporarily made her forget everything, but as soon as she regained consciousness, she felt the power of the powerful erotic device belonging to the Illusionary Young Master within her body, stretching her to the point where her body felt like it was about to burst. Qin Yanran knew that if she moved, stimulating that device, she would immediately experience a pain akin to losing her virginity—a pain that was truly unbearable. She silently observed her internal energy, realizing that her and the Illusionary Young Master's power had already merged. During the days when the Illusionary Young Master had indulged in his debauchery and drained her energy, Qin Yanran's power had been significantly drained, but thanks to the Heavenly Mountain Granny's efforts to replenish it afterward, and the Illusionary Young Master's recent replenishment of his essence, their power was now roughly equal. When they used the Chaos Heart Sutra, their internal energy was practically inseparable, merging so quickly that they initially thought they had gone into a state of demonic possession! "Good young master... your new inner strength has laid a foundation, so you don't need to practice like this anymore... just meditate and cultivate every day, and your injuries should be healed in less than half a month..."
"Yanran, my good fairy, don't you want me to hold you? Why do you insist on leaving you?"
"How... how could this be..." Unprepared, Qin Yanran felt a surge of inner strength from the Illusionary Young Master, and a strange pleasure, both familiar and unfamiliar, flowed through her body, melting her gently yet intensely. Instantly, erotic thoughts arose, and her vagina even began to moisten. "Good... good young master, you... you're here again."
"Of course I'm here again," he said, placing one hand on Qin Yanran's bare back, pulling her close to him, and lowering his head to passionately kiss and suckle her round and proud breasts. The kisses made Qin Yanran's tender cheeks flush red, and her slender hands couldn't help but grab his arm. Qin Yanran never expected that the Illusionary Young Master would use the same old trick again, channeling his aphrodisiac technique into her body, and doing so without lifting a finger, simply through the circulation of his internal energy! Coupled with their intimate embrace, the energy channels remained open, and the aphrodisiac technique had already been imprinted on himself, instantly arousing the Illusionary Young Master's lust. "I'll channel my energy like this, every time I heal you, I'll make you feel like you're dying of pleasure, so you can personally experience the progress of my healing, and put your mind at ease." "
And at the same time, I'll satisfy your lust. You're so naughty!"
"Don't you like me being naughty?"
"Of...of course," Qin Yanran hugged him tightly, unable to resist writhing. As their powers merged, it seemed that even Huanxie Gongzi's lecherous nature had been passed on to her. Qin Yanran knew even more clearly that Huanxie Gongzi was making up for the pain he had just caused her, and was specially trying to make her feel good. How could Qin Yanran, who was so devoted to her lover's thoughtfulness, refuse? She gently bit Huanxie Gongzi's ear and sweetly whispered in his ear, "You just...you just made Yanran hurt so much...Yanran wants you to make it up to me...good sir...use your strength to the fullest...make Yanran faint! The more unrestrained and passionate you are, the easier it will be to heal your injuries. Yanran already knew your bad intentions, but...but Yanran just didn't want to stop you...ah..."
Qin Yanran couldn't continue. Soon, the sounds of the two making love came from inside the room, causing Zhao Yaqing, who was guarding outside, to hurriedly flee back into the room.
In three days, it would be Huang Huijun's duel with Granny Tianshan, but Zhao Yaqing had no time to worry about it at all. Perhaps it was because her strength had been fully restored that her needs in bed had also increased. The first time she met him, Zhao Yaqing was completely overwhelmed and unable to resist. Now, even multiple Qin Yanrans were no match for him. In addition, after her internal injuries were fully healed, the Illusionary Young Master's skills in bed seemed to be even more powerful than before, and his bedroom arts were also more sophisticated. Even Qin Yanran, whose strength was similar to his, was completely mesmerized and unable to control herself during the battle. Not to mention Zhao Yaqing, who had been dragged into it. In just these three days, the Illusionary Young Master had taken her countless times, making Zhao Yaqing feel like she was in a hazy dream, with no clear mind at all. Qin Yanran, the "Purple Jade Fairy," was even worse off. Every time the Illusionary Young Master made love to her, the two of them were so crazy that it was as if they were fighting for their lives. Zhao Yaqing could only watch with envy and fear. Finally, it seemed that even the Evil Prince was exhausted. After repeatedly bringing the two women to orgasm, he had vanished, leaving only Zhao Yaqing and Qin Yanran, their smooth, naked bodies drenched in sweat, lying paralyzed on the bed, too weak to even get up.
"Oh no... oh no..." Hearing Qin Yanran's soft sigh beside her, Zhao Yaqing tried to turn around, but she didn't even have the strength. She saw Qin Yanran struggling to sit up, not even having time to put on her clothes, only wearing a long silk cloak, grabbing her sword and staggering out, without even putting on shoes.
Walking slowly in the night, the Evil Prince looked up at the moonlight and sighed softly, completely unaware that the hand he was crossing over his chest was tightening its grip, his fingertips almost tearing the sleeve. He paused, hesitating for a moment, then looked back up the mountain. He gritted his teeth and finally managed to look away before continuing downhill. But a figure in pure white blocked his way in the moonlight.
"Yanran..."
Qin Yanran stood tall, one hand covering her chest, the other holding a sword. Her flowing hair in the moonlight gave her a unique charm. Although one leg was trembling, she stood so straight, clearly unwilling to let the Illusionary Young Master descend the mountain easily.
With incredibly sharp eyes, even in the night, the Illusionary Prince could see clearly that his heavy blow before descending the mountain had indeed affected Qin Yanran. Although she had barely managed to catch up with him, she was already at her limit, as evidenced by the fact that she still couldn't utter a single word. Qin Yanran was now gritting her teeth, trying not to let the tears welling up in her eyes fall. The tip of the sword pointed at his chest trembled incessantly. Under the moonlight, this beautiful woman was only wearing a silk cloak, revealing her deep cleavage, slender jade legs, and a delicate white foot without any covering. The Illusionary Prince could even see the warm current he had just released into Qin Yanran's body flowing down her firm, slender jade legs, and the kiss marks on her half-exposed breasts.
"This time...this time I won't let you leave..." After struggling for a long time to calm her inner energy, Qin Yanran finally managed to keep her voice from trembling too much. "Good young master, if...if you insist on going down the mountain, spar with Yanran first! If...if you win, and Yanran is currently naked under her cloak, you can stay here and pluck Yanran alive until she dies before you leave. Yanran will never live to see you go down the mountain."
"And if I lose?"
"Then...you will stay with me for life, until Yanran dies..."
Without saying a word, the Illusionary Young Master flashed forward, effortlessly passing under Qin Yanran's sword, and arrived right in front of Qin Yanran. To be honest, Qin Yanran was still weak and sore all over. Any martial artist from the foot of the mountain could easily defeat her. The fact that she could hold her sword for so long was already quite an achievement; how could she possibly withstand the attack of the Illusionary Young Master? Just as she silently thought it was over, Qin Yanran felt a chill. The Illusionary Young Master opened his arms wide, his silk cloak already open. Qin Yanran felt her slender waist tighten as he tightly embraced her and lifted her up. Her long sword had fallen to the ground without her noticing. "
So be it!" Qin Yanran sighed inwardly. From the moment she encountered this cursed one again, she knew it was over. Qin Yanran couldn't bear the blow of the Illusionary Young Master leaving. For her, it was better to be pleasured to death in his arms than to be left behind.
Gritting her teeth, she waited for Young Master Huanxie to make a move, but he hesitated. Instead, a sob broke out first. "Good Yanran... why did it take you so long to say that?"
"You... you won't leave."
"I won't leave," Young Master Huanxie nodded solemnly, his expression resolute. "You are the first woman who can bind me. If I could, I would never leave." "
Then why... why are you leaving again?" Qin Yanran's tears finally flowed. Though she lay limply in his arms, her hand clung tightly to him. From his unusually heavy-handed nature these past few days, the intelligent and perceptive Qin Yanran had already guessed the consequences, but in the end, she couldn't help but rush down, deciding to make him stay.
"Because you wouldn't say it yourself, that you wanted me to stay."
"You..." She simply collapsed into his arms, sobbing uncontrollably, completely unlike a chivalrous heroine. It took a long, long time before she finally stopped crying, but she refused to look up. Her sweet voice softly escaped her lips, "How could a girl say that herself? You're really forcing me, young master." "
Now I've 'forced' you, it's your turn, dear Yanran," the Illusionary Young Master gently patted her back, his voice incredibly tender, "I'll always be with you, always..."
"Then carry Yanran back to the room! We can do it on the way," still refusing to look up, the Illusionary Young Master could feel the girl in his arms growing hot. "But you're not allowed to use any 'replenishment' methods. This time it's Yanran's turn. Yanran will eat you until you're exhausted. Who taught you to let Yanran do this...do this..."
(The End)
"What! Is that all?!" Some people will definitely ask that, but yes, "The Purple Jade Fairy" has come to an end.
From the beginning, I didn't want this to become a long story (although it's not short either)... I just wanted to try writing from a woman's perspective and see what it would turn out like
. It feels like it turned into a romance novel... Ugh, so tragic, such a failure... But I still like this ending...
Speaking of endings, they are actually the hardest part to handle. Of all my own works (excluding short story excerpts), only "The Chronicles of Evil Clouds" has a satisfactory ending. "Sailor Moon Side Story" is also okay. "Battle in the Forest" is incomplete (actually, this story is not much different from a short story). The ending of "Eagle Soaring in the Sky" is a complete failure. I should have stopped it earlier. It would have been enough to write until Sima Kongding reappeared and finished his conversation with Ji Shuxin...
Thank you all for taking the time to read it.

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