【Crimson Lotus in Blood】

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"Hahaha..." A burst of wild laughter erupted from the valley, soaring upwards and reaching the heavens. Amidst the falling leaves, a red figure appeared and disappeared, further emphasizing its overwhelming power. Despite their resentment, the experts from various sects, 　　under
the overwhelming pressure, had no choice but to lower their proud heads, venting their pent-up anger on the yellow earth. In the valley where hundreds had gathered, only the red-robed elder's wild laughter and the echoes of the mountains remained.
The laughter abruptly ceased, and silence fell over the entire area.
A powerful voice suddenly rang out, shaking everyone's hearts: "Since my debut, Yan Wushuang has taken it upon himself to benefit the world, eliminating the useless and creating a golden age for martial arts. You insignificant ants have dared to obstruct my grand plan. Now I give you a choice: 'Those who obey me prosper, those who defy me perish.' Those who submit will be forgiven, while those who rebel will be killed without mercy!"
The leaders of the various sects exchanged glances, each revealing a bitter smile. Did they really have a choice?
When Yan Wushuang first entered the martial arts world, he used the banner of "restoring order" to indiscriminately slaughter people in the martial arts world, taking pleasure in drinking human blood. Both the righteous and the wicked in the martial arts world considered him their number one enemy. Various gangs had also organized numerous ambushes, both openly and secretly, but Yan Wushuang thwarted them all, killing all those involved on the spot. The Battle of the "Star Gazing Tower" years ago brought together seventy-three of the world's top masters, only to have them annihilated by Yan Wushuang in a single, effortless victory. From then on, all sects suffered heavy losses, and the martial world reached its most desolate state in a century.
Today, Yan Wushuang has summoned the leaders of all sects to settle this score. Faced with this situation, everyone remained silent, unable to utter a sound.
"Old monk, then you should make your stance clear!" Yan Wushuang said, pointing to Master Zhizhen, the head of Shaolin Temple.
Zhizhen stepped forward, clasped his hands in prayer, and asked, "Amitabha, Benefactor Yan's martial arts are unparalleled; this old monk is truly inferior. May I ask what your intentions are after unifying the martial world?"
"It's simple, there's only one condition: all sects must be erased from the martial world and from now on be called the 'Wushuang Sect.' And you, old monk, will be the first branch leader of the 'Monk's Branch'!" Yan Wushuang's words caused an uproar throughout the hall.
Zhizhen raised his head, his eyes fixed intently on Yan Wushuang, and said, "Your actions must have a deeper meaning, please forgive my ignorance, but I cannot comprehend it. However, Shaolin's century-old reputation cannot be ruined in my hands. I am willing to die to repay your kindness!"
"Want to die?! Not so easy!" Yan Wushuang grinned maliciously, slapped Zhizhen from afar, and casually picked up a large rock and threw it at him. "Hehe, my 'Lingyun Valley' is still missing a guardian spirit. You'll stay here obediently like a tortoise!"
A flash of red light appeared on Zhizhen's face, and then his body went limp and collapsed to the ground. With a single palm strike from a distance, Yan Wushuang easily shattered Zhizhen's protective aura, destroying all his meridians. The boulder he threw landed squarely on the old monk, crushing the Shaolin abbot beneath him, leaving only his round, bald head exposed. Waves of blood gushed from Zhizhen's mouth, instantly staining the yellow earth before him red.
"Abbot..." the Shaolin disciples cried out in unison, rushing forward, only to see Yan Wushuang flick his sleeves, creating a sudden gust of wind that swept them backward, slamming them against the opposite mountain wall. "
Ignorant brat!" Yan Wushuang snorted, turning to the Emei Sect Leader, Abbess Dingqing, and asking, "Is your Emei Sect willing to submit to me?"
"This..." Having witnessed Yan Wushuang's divine skill firsthand, Dingqing had no choice but to consider the matter carefully.
But Yan Wushuang gave her no time to consider. With her hands outstretched, she parted them to the left and right, a hissing sound filling the air. The clothes of a dozen or so Emei female disciples behind Abbess Dingqing transformed into butterflies, exposing their fair, white bodies to the atmosphere. Pairs of round, jade-like breasts of varying sizes were displayed before everyone, and the dark, shaggy ground revealed glimpses of their private parts. The disciples screamed in alarm, hastily covering their private parts, creating chaos.
Yan Wushuang stood with his hands behind his back, coldly asking, "And this?"
"You!" Abbess Dingqing's eyes widened in fury, and she suddenly sprang to her feet. "I'll fight you to the death!"
Nine "Freezing Spells" shot out, swirling and circling around Yan Wushuang. The surrounding temperature plummeted, and the air seemed to freeze.
The Frost Sword, the treasure of Mount Emei, appeared in Ding Qing's hand. His expression was solemn, the sword pointing diagonally—the starting stance of "Frosty Heaven and Frozen Earth," one of Emei's three most devastating killing moves. A
chilling aura shot straight at Yan Wushuang. Facing such a powerful attack, Yan Wushuang simply grabbed with his left hand, absorbing and crushing the talisman. Then, with a flick of his right hand, a wisp of black energy shot out, enveloping Ding Qing and forming a large black sphere that hovered in mid-air. No matter how much power Ding Qing gathered, he couldn't break free.
"You courted death! Don't blame me for being ruthless!" Yan Wushuang finished speaking and clenched his fist. The sphere shrank inward and then released with a deafening crash. Ding Qing's body turned to dust, scattering blood raining down. The mountain wind carried the pungent stench of blood throughout the valley.
If Yan Wushuang's skill in dealing with Zhizhen was considered normal, then what he just used was absolutely beyond everyone's comprehension. Looking at that demon-like figure, everyone felt a chill and found it difficult to resist.
"You... eh..." Yan Wushuang withdrew his fist with satisfaction, about to speak, when he suddenly stopped, looking towards the western horizon, muttering to himself thoughtfully, "Could it be her..."
Not long after, two white dots appeared in the western sky, growing larger and larger, like two shooting stars shooting towards them. In the blink of an eye, they reached the valley. Only then did everyone realize that they were actually two red-beaked white cranes, and on each crane stood a woman in white, her clothes fluttering, like celestial beings. Before the cranes
landed, the two women gracefully leaped down from dozens of feet in the air, landing in front of Yan Wushuang. The two women had curvaceous figures and long, jade-like legs, and were only slightly shorter than Yan Wushuang. The woman on the left was slightly older, her hair piled high in a bun, adorned with a gold hairpin shaped like a phoenix, wings outstretched as if about to take flight, lifelike. Her round face featured dark eyes and eyebrows, a straight nose, and cherry-red lips, seemingly open yet closed, exuding an air of solemn dignity.
The other woman was a beautiful young girl of seventeen or eighteen, with flowing hair, a delicate mouth and nose, and bright, sparkling eyes. Her dark pupils gazed curiously at the group of experts, revealing an innocent and playful expression. A slight upturn at the corners of her mouth framed her face, a radiant smile always present. Her fair skin was as soft and delicate as goose down, as if it would drip water at the slightest touch.
Two cranes cried out in unison, nodded in greeting to the two, then stretched their necks and soared into the clouds, disappearing from sight.
The beautiful woman slowly drew a long sword, gently stroking its blade, and asked, "Blood Demon, do you still recognize this sword?"
Yan Wushuang's pupils contracted, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, and he nodded, saying, "The 'Purple Sun Sword,' one of the twin swords of the Shu Mountain Sect!" "Hehe, you really didn't die!"
Upon hearing Yan Wushuang's words, the elders present were overjoyed. Some even knelt down with a thud, tears streaming down their faces, and trembling as they exclaimed, "The Sword Immortal of Mount Shu is still alive! The people are saved..."
According to the old legends of the martial arts world, the Mount Shu Sword Sect is descended from a holy clan. Its successors rarely ventured into the martial arts world, but whenever chaos reigned, its disciples would appear, upholding justice with their swords, turning the tide, and protecting the people from untold suffering. However, the last time the Sword Immortal of Mount Shu appeared was over a century ago, so those present only knew of it from their elders' descriptions and naturally regarded it as a legend. They never expected that at the most crucial moment, the legendary immortal would actually appear; no wonder they were so overwhelmed with emotion.
The beautiful woman pointed her sword at Yan Wushuang and said hatefully, "Back then, you used despicable means to kill my sect members. If it weren't for my husband sacrificing himself to save us, the entire Shu Mountain lineage would have been destroyed by you. Today, I will seek justice for my fallen comrades!"
This woman was named Tang Yuefu, the seventeenth generation successor of the Shu Mountain Sect. Nine years ago, "Blood Demon" Yan Wushuang had just mastered his demonic arts. Looking around the world, he found that only the Shu Mountain Sect's "Heart-Connecting Sword" could counter his "Phantom Demonic Arts." Therefore, he poisoned the mountain spring, drugging and killing the Shu Mountain disciples one by one.
At the time, Tang Yuefu was pregnant and was traveling with her husband Nie Xiaofeng and daughter Nie Wanrong. On their way back, they encountered Yan Wushuang, but unfortunately, she was unable to fight and join forces with her husband to use the "Heart-Connecting Sword." To protect Tang Yuefu and her daughter, Nie Xiaofeng fought against Yan Wushuang. The two fought for hundreds of rounds, but ultimately, due to his slightly inferior strength, he was killed by Yan Wushuang with a single punch. Tang Yuefu, holding her daughter, jumped off a cliff and disappeared without a trace. Yan Wushuang originally thought that the two had long since perished, but unexpectedly, they reappeared in this place.
Tang Yuefu turned around and said to the crowd, "Please leave quickly, otherwise, if my daughter and I fight the Blood Demon, innocent people may be harmed!"
"Living Bodhisattva, we are willing to fight alongside you!" Seeing that reinforcements had arrived, the crowd shook off their previous dejection and bowed in unison.
"No, you have never practiced high-level immortal arts and cannot help!"
"Then we will cheer you on!" A few people still stubbornly insisted.
Tang Yuefu clearly didn't want to get entangled with the group any longer. She frowned, then leaped into the air. The "Purple Sun Sword" flashed, causing the earth to crack and mountains to tremble. Instantly, a chasm over twenty feet wide appeared before them, separating them on the other side.
"Rong'er, form the formation!" At her mother's command, the young girl Nie Wanrong pulled a handful of apricot-yellow command flags from her bosom, scattering them into the air while chanting incantations. The flags split into two, then four, then eight… transforming into hundreds of small flags that flew out in all directions, landing with a "thud," surrounding the three of them in the center.
Seeing the incredible skill of Tang Yuefu and her mother, Yan Wushuang merely chuckled coldly, retracting his fists into his sleeves, appearing completely unfazed. Back then, Yan Wushuang's cultivation was still shallow, so he naturally feared the Shu Mountain Sect. Now, having absorbed the essence of the blood of hundreds of masters, his "Phantom Demon Art" has reached its peak. Naturally, he wants to confront the renowned "Heart-Connecting Sword" head-on to prove that he is the number one in the world.
Seeing that the barrier was complete, Tang Yuefu activated her inner energy. The "Purple Sun Sword" became translucent, its three-foot sword light flashing and shrinking, and a sharp sword aura approached Yan Wushuang.
"Xiaofeng, watch me avenge you today!" As soon as Tang Yuefu finished speaking, a purple sword light tore through the air, spinning and shooting towards Yan Wushuang. When it was two feet away from Yan Wushuang, Tang Yuefu's left hand, which was in a flower-twisting posture, suddenly bloomed. With a soft "pop," the sword light split in the middle, and hundreds of small swords swirled and circled around, covering Yan Wushuang from all directions like a net.
"A mere grain of rice dares to rival the sun and moon!" Yan Wushuang roared, his sleeves billowing out as layers of black energy surged forth, meeting the purple sword head-on. The sounds of clashing swords rang out continuously, and a rain of light suddenly erupted around Yan Wushuang, yet not a single purple sword could penetrate his protective aura.
Tang Yuefu was not surprised. She gestured to her daughter, and the "Purple Sun Sword" in her hand flew into the air. At the same time, Nie Wanrong spread her arms, and with a crisp "clang," the "Azure Moon Sword," one of the twin swords of Shu Mountain, was drawn from its sheath. It clashed with the "Purple Sun Sword" in mid-air, unleashing a burst of purple and azure light that dazzled the eye.
The Shu Mountain's "Purple and Azure Twin Swords" shone brightly, unleashing a series of dazzling sword lights that slashed down towards Yan Wushuang, accompanied by the faint sounds of wind and thunder. Yan Wushuang dared not be careless, unleashing a barrage of punches, swirling black energy towards the sword's edge. The onlookers saw black energy emanating from the area where the three stood, with soaring sword energy flying everywhere. The residual force of their attacks sent surrounding rocks and trees tumbling about, only to abruptly stop at the command flags Nie Wanrong had previously placed. The crowd then realized those flags were actually used as a barrier.
Just as everyone was feeling grateful, the situation suddenly changed. Tang Yuefu and her daughter leaped into the air, their feet planted on the hilts of the "Purple and Green Twin Swords," becoming one with their blades. They cleaved through the black mist, striking Yan Wushuang with lightning speed.
With a roar, the "Purple and Green Twin Swords" pierced through Yan Wushuang's body, crashing into the ground with a resounding boom, creating a wave of mud and dust dozens of feet high that surged outwards.
The dust settled.
Everyone rubbed their eyes and looked closely, only to discover that Yan Wushuang had somehow managed to escape just as the divine sword was about to strike. Tang Yuefu and her daughter had only just been pierced by the afterimage left by Yan Wushuang's rapid movement.
The two fairies now stood gracefully atop the sword, their white robes fluttering, their heroic figures radiant. Where the "Purple and Green Twin Swords" had been, a depression seven zhang in diameter had appeared, clearly caused by the earth-shattering blow.
"Hahahaha, mere sword techniques, nothing more than this! Today, I will ensure that the name 'Shushan' is forever eradicated from the
martial world!" Yan Wushuang's ghostly figure emerged from the mountain shadows. Without any visible movement, a sky-covering black aura rose behind him, instantly engulfing the three figures.
All that could be seen was complete darkness, interspersed with glimpses of purple and blue light. Soon, everyone was drenched in sweat, as if they themselves were fighting Yan Wushuang. The Buddhist and Taoist practitioners chanted scriptures, praying for the two immortals of Shu Mountain, for they were the last hope of the martial world, and no one wanted them to be defeated.
Tang Yuefu and Nie Wanrong, trapped in their predicament, unleashed their "Purple and Blue Twin Swords," controlling their qi to attack Yan Wushuang. Taking advantage of the gaps in Yan Wushuang's engagement with the swords, the two women moved in close, striking with fists, palms, fingers, and even daggers.
Facing the combined attack of the two swordsmen, Yan Wushuang neither retreated nor dodged. His fists materialized, using overwhelming force to deflect their attacks one by one. The more he fought, the more exhilarated he became. Suddenly, a long, dragon-like laugh ripped through the air. Two streams of black energy split from Yan Wushuang's body, colliding with the "Purple and Green Twin Swords." The two divine weapons spun and flew away, striking the stone wall with two clangs, most of their blades embedded in it.
Having landed a blow, Yan Wushuang pressed his advantage. He leaned forward, exhaled sharply, and unleashed a powerful punch at the two women from Shu Mountain. Tang Yuefu and her daughter's expressions changed slightly. Each raised her palms, and four white pillars of energy collided head-on with Yan Wushuang's fists. The two women coughed up blood, unable to maintain their balance, and were sent flying backward.
"Hehe, you two have such delicate skin, don't get scratched, otherwise it'll be a real eyesore when I'm fucking you later!" Yan Wushuang teased Tang Yuefu and her daughter without restraint.
Tang Yuefu and her daughter retreated more than ten feet before regaining their footing. Both of them showed a look of horror on their faces. They originally thought that although the "Blood Demon" was powerful, it would not be able to withstand the Shu Mountain Divine Sword. However, judging from the situation, it seemed that they would have to use the "Heart-Connecting Sword" if they didn't use it. The two
wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths, shook their arms, and actually rose into the air, standing side by side in the air. With a flick of their hands, the "Purple and Green Twin Swords" left the wall and returned to their owners' hands.
Yan Wushuang knew that the other party was about to use the "Heart-Connecting Sword Technique", but he did not dare to be careless. He gathered his strength and waited attentively.
"Mother and daughter united, slaying demons and monsters!" With a sharp cry, Nie Wanrong followed the sword, circling her mother at high speed. In a moment, she disappeared from sight, leaving only a blue light enveloping Tang Yuefu.
"Seventh Form of the Heart-Connecting Sword Technique—Heavenly Flying Immortal!" Within the blue light, Tang Yuefu raised the "Purple Sun Sword," its blade radiating waves of purple light that enveloped her from above. The light grew denser and denser, eventually obscuring Tang Yuefu's delicate body, transforming into a massive purple-blue pillar of light in the air. Amidst the gasps of
amazement, the pillar of light suddenly tilted and shot towards Yan Wushuang, transforming in mid-air into a gigantic purple-blue sword of light, its dazzling light causing pain.
Yan Wushuang was about to raise his hand when he discovered that all his power had vanished. No matter how he tried to rouse himself, he couldn't muster even a trace of it, and could only watch helplessly as the giant sword cleaved down from above.
"Ahhh!" Yan Wushuang screamed in agony as he was struck, his body cleaved in two. Blood shot up more than three zhang high, and the peerless villain was killed in a single move by the "Heart-Connecting Sword."
The sword of light swirled back, and Tang Yuefu and her daughter separated in an instant. Tang Yuefu's expression was solemn as she took out an ancient mirror from her bosom, held it up to the light, and shouted, "Haotian Mirror, find him for me!"
The ancient mirror turned to the side, and a beam of light shot straight at a rock on the ground. A black crystal ball appeared in the mirror, spinning around on its own.
Nie Wanrong cleaved the rock with her sword, and the black crystal ball was pinned to the ground by the beam of light from the Haotian Mirror. Tang Yuefu shouted hatefully, "Blood Demon, you harmed my husband and killed my fellow disciples. Today, I will annihilate your soul!"
The "Purple Sun Sword" flashed out like lightning, shattering the crystal sphere and unleashing a torrent of vital energy that churned and scattered in all directions. Tang Yuefu's tense nerves finally relaxed. Turning around, she noticed a red light flickering at Yan Wushuang's corpse. Upon closer inspection, she found a fragrant herb, its aroma filling the air. She picked it up and examined it for a moment, then a name flashed through her mind, and she quickly put it away.
After storing the herb, Tang Yuefu told her daughter to dispel the magic array and flew to the crowd.
"Your Excellency's great kindness and virtue are beyond measure. We are deeply grateful and beg you to accept our deepest respect! We only hope that Your Excellency will restore order to the martial world."
The martial artists knelt down, bowing and expressing their willingness to acknowledge Tang Yuefu as their revered one.
"My daughter and I are merely hermits from the mountains. We descended the mountain only to vanquish the demon; we are afraid we cannot comply with any other requests. Having endured this calamity, all sects should diligently practice their own profound skills and recuperate. If further unrest arises in the world, you may submit your petitions to the 'Welcoming Pine' at Mount Shu, and my daughter and I will reappear in the martial world!"
Having finished her instructions, Tang Yuefu departed with her daughter, leaving behind only sighs of regret. From then on, the reputation of the "Shushan Sword Sect" was restored, and the martial world returned to peace and tranquility. (
The second act of "The Blood of the Hibiscus" - Spring Dream Reflections)
Mount Shu is a treacherous mountain range separating Shu from the Central Plains. The mighty Yangtze River flows through it, forming three incredibly dangerous gorges amidst the mountains, known as the "Three Gorges." At the top of the Three Gorges stand the eternally famous "Twelve Peaks of Mount Shu."
The "Twelve Peaks of Shushan" are all extremely tall, magnificent, and unique peaks, their summits shrouded in mist and clouds, making them extremely difficult to climb. They are named Wangxia, Cuiping, Chaoyun, Songluan, Jixian, Juhe, Jingyun, Shengshang, Qiyun, Feifeng, Denglong, and Shengquan.
The most famous of the twelve peaks is Chaoyun Peak, located on the northern side of the gorge. It is also considered the most beautiful of the twelve, with a graceful and delicate waist, resembling a beautiful woman. Because it is said that King Xiang met a goddess on this peak, it is also known as the "Goddess Peak."
Unknown to the world, besides the "Twelve Peaks of Shushan," there is a thirteenth peak floating in the air, called Piaomiao Peak. Legend has it that this peak was the dwelling place of the goddess, but due to its perpetual shroud in mist and its high position in the sky, Piaomiao Peak has remained unknown to outsiders.
This "Misty Peak" is the burial place of the successive leaders of the "Shushan Sword Sect." Whenever a leader is about to pass away, after arranging all matters within the sect, he will fly to "Misty Peak" to await the end of his life. Therefore, this peak is considered a forbidden area within the sect. Years ago, in order to escape the pursuit of "Blood Demon" Yan Wushuang, Tang Yuefu disregarded the sect's prohibitions and hid on "Misty Peak" with her daughter, diligently practicing the "Heart-Connecting Sword Technique," determined to seek revenge.
"Misty Peak," despite its name, is actually just a huge floating rock. Amidst the drifting clouds, it resembles a moving island. The island is evergreen all year round, with lush green grass, exotic flowers and rare herbs everywhere, and ancient trees laden with fragrant fruits. A babbling brook meanders through the forest, truly a paradise on earth.
A child, about eight or nine years old, was leaning against a giant tree, slightly panting. He had just finished chasing and playing with two little white apes, which had exhausted him. Seeing the apes waving at him from a distance, his heart pounded, and he couldn't stand up. He could only give the apes an awkward smile, wave his little hand, and then lie down on the grass to rest.
Suddenly, the leaves rustled, and a huge female ape leaped down from the air. Her two gleaming eyes glanced at the little white apes, a hint of reproach in them. The two little white apes scratched their heads, squeaked a few times, and scrambled up the tree as if fleeing, hiding among the leaves to spy on what was happening below.
"Little Wei, don't blame them," the child's weak voice rang out as he spoke to the mother ape. "I asked them to play with me, cough... cough..."
He had barely finished explaining when an unusual flush appeared on his pale face. Seeing this, the mother ape quickly handed him the peach she was holding. The child didn't hesitate, grabbing the peach and taking a bite. Strangely enough, as the fragrant juice entered his stomach, his rapid breathing gradually calmed down, and the sickly redness on his face faded, returning him to his original pale appearance.
"Thank you, Little Wei!" the child said gratefully.
The mother ape suddenly stood up, pounded her forelimbs against her chest a few times, and roared several times, clearly enjoying herself. Then, she leaped up a tree, grabbed a small white ape in each hand, and disappeared in a few more leaps.
"Sigh..." The child suddenly sighed, a melancholy expression far beyond his years on his face. He muttered to himself, "I wonder how Mother and Sister are? I don't know if my illness can be cured. I get out of breath with just a little activity, sigh..."
This child was none other than Tang Yuefu's son, Nie Yan. Back then, when Tang Yuefu was pregnant with Nie Yan, she fought against Yan Wushuang and was struck on the stomach by him. At first, she thought it was nothing serious, but as Nie Yan grew older, Tang Yuefu realized the effects of that blow.
Although Nie Yan had no visible defects and inherited his parents' good looks from a young age, especially his large, expressive eyes, which were particularly endearing, Nie Yan's body was always very weak. His complexion was pale, and his thin lips were only slightly bloodless. Even the slightest exertion would cause his heart to race and he would even faint on the spot.
Even with Tang Yuefu's profound martial arts skills, she couldn't cure her son's chronic illness. Because of this, Nie Yan was unable to learn the "Shushan Sword Sect's" profound skills, spending his days playing with white apes and cranes. To reassure his mother and sister, young Nie Yan always feigned a carefree and innocent demeanor, only revealing his earlier worried expression when no one was around.
Just then, two loud crane cries reached young Nie Yan's ears. He jolted awake, quickly scrambling to his feet and rushing towards them. Turning the corner at the foot of the mountain, he saw two beautiful women in white standing before three thatched huts, looking around. It was his mother and sister, returning victorious.
"Mother! Sister!" Nie Yan cried out, rushing to them and grabbing his mother's long, slender legs, refusing to let go.
"Yan'er, didn't I tell you not to run so fast? Look how tired you are..." Tang Yuefu gently stroked his hair, softly scolding him.
"Mother, I've missed you so much..."
Nie Wanrong walked over, pinched her younger brother's cheek, and said with a grin, "Shame on you, little brother Yan, you're not a little kid anymore, still acting all cute in front of your mother...hehe..."
Nie Yan blushed and shyly let go of her hands, looked up at his mother, and asked, "Have the bad guys been eliminated? Mother and sister won't abandon Yan'er again, will they...?"
Tang Yuefu smiled slightly and said, "No, we'll never be separated again..."
Nie Yan turned his head and looked at his sister beside him, seeing that she also nodded with a beaming smile, his little face immediately blossomed into a flower-like smile.
That day, Nie Yan was suddenly called to his mother's room. Looking at his sister's excited expression, Nie Yan felt completely lost, not knowing why.
"Yan'er," Tang Yuefu looked at her youngest son with affection, picked up the immortal herb on the table, and said, "This time when I went down the mountain, not only did I avenge my great enemy, but I also obtained this immortal herb. After these few days of investigation, I have finally confirmed that this is the 'Nine Yang Resurrection Herb,' which has the most life-saving effect in the world. With it, your stubborn illness can definitely be cured. However, before you can take it, there will be some trouble. Here, you will sleep with me for the next few days."
According to the book, the "Nine Yang Resurrection Herb" is the most potent and powerful elixir in the world. Once taken, it can not only strengthen the body and improve health, but also cleanse the meridians and clear blocked meridians. However, due to the overpowering effects of the medicine, most people could not withstand the powerful impact of the meridian transformation, let alone Nie Yan, who had been weak and sickly since childhood. Therefore, Tang Yuefu had no choice but to use medicine to protect her son's weak meridians on the one hand, and on the other hand, she planned to infuse her supreme profound skills into Nie Yan so that when the effects of the "Nine Yang Rejuvenating Grass" took effect, her son could circulate his qi to protect his body and not be killed by the strong medicinal power that caused his meridians to rupture.
After explaining the properties of the "Nine Yang Rejuvenating Grass" to Nie Yan, Tang Yuefu instructed her daughter to prepare the medicine according to a pre-prepared list and began teaching Nie Yan the "Shu Mountain Sword Sect's" internal energy cultivation method.
Because Nie Yan was physically weak, even after being taught the method, he couldn't circulate his energy independently. At that time, with the great revenge for the "Shu Mountain Sword Sect" still unavenged, Tang Yuefu dared not easily transfer her full power to her son. However, now that the Blood Demon had been eliminated, Tang Yuefu had no more reservations and began to channel her power into her son every day at midnight and noon.
Midnight and noon are the times when Yin and Yang energies are at their peak, respectively. Transmitting power at these times would achieve twice the result with half the effort. Nie Yan, on the one hand, absorbed his mother's power, and on the other hand, absorbed the essence of the sun and moon according to the profound internal energy cultivation method, coordinating with the circulation of his internal energy through his meridians. His body grew stronger day by day, and his originally pale face regained some color. Seeing that the technique was effective, Tang Yuefu was overjoyed and thought to herself, "At this rate, Yan'er will be able to take the 'Nine Yang Rejuvenating Grass' in less than seven days."
For seven consecutive days, Nie Yan spent his time in his mother's room. Besides receiving his mother's internal energy and taking the medicine on time, he focused on strengthening his body through internal energy cultivation, without any slackening. Tang Yuefu also practiced with her son while he cultivated, hoping to accumulate more profound energy and eradicate Nie Yan's illness as soon as possible.
For the first five days, Tang Yuefu would transfer her internal energy at midnight, then carry her son, who had fallen into a deep sleep due to the immense impact on his body, to a makeshift bed to sleep on before going to bed herself. However, on the sixth day, due to excessive depletion of her internal energy, after pouring the last bit of true energy into her son's body, she also collapsed on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
"Ah...where am I...is anyone there?"
Tang Yuefu opened her tired eyes and found herself in an unfamiliar environment. Fog filled the surroundings, making it impossible to see her hand in front of her face. She got up from the ground and groped her way forward.
"Don't be afraid, Fu'er, I'm here..." A gentle voice came from her left. Tang Yuefu could hardly believe her ears and turned to look. Suddenly, the thick fog parted, revealing a passage. At the end of the passage was a bright light, and a familiar figure gradually emerged from the light.
Tang Yuefu rubbed her eyes hard, looked closely at the other person, and suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Xiaofeng, is that you? What are you doing here?"
Her husband's handsome face was finally fully revealed to Tang Yuefu. He smiled, opened his arms, and gently called out, "Fu'er, it's me...it's me..."
Tang Yuefu could no longer control herself. She rushed to Nie Xiaofeng and threw herself into her husband's arms, gently pounding his chest, tears streaming down her face.
Nie Xiaofeng cupped his wife's face in his hands, gazing at her tear-streaked cheeks, and sighed softly, "Fu'er, you've suffered so much while I was away..."
"Xiaofeng, I thought you were dead. Now it's all right, the Blood Demon has been killed by Rong'er and me, and our family can finally be reunited..." Tang Yuefu nestled in her husband's arms, pouting, "You can't leave me again... um..."
Before Tang Yuefu could finish, Nie Xiaofeng kissed her cherry lips, silencing her. Their lips met, their tongues intertwined, and no amount of words could express the pain of their longing. In that instant, their long-cherished wish finally came true. They held each other tightly, their love transformed into a passionate kiss.
Numerous tender memories flashed through Tang Yuefu's mind. She felt her husband's tongue roaming in her mouth, saliva welling up and rolling between their lips. Tang Yuefu wrapped her arms tightly around her husband's neck, her delicate lips guiding his tongue. Waves of emotion washed over her as she pressed her full body against Nie Xiaofeng's, their bodies entwined in a passionate embrace.
Nie Xiaofeng's large hand slipped inside Tang Yuefu's clothes, grasping her soft breasts and kneading them through her bodice. His thumb pressed against the nipples, sending a strange heat through her body. Tang Yuefu let out a soft moan, her body going limp as she slowly collapsed to the ground.
One by one, her clothes were removed, and Tang Yuefu's fair and delicate body was finally fully revealed to Nie Xiaofeng. Looking at his wife's flushed face, Nie Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Fu'er, so many years have passed, and you are still so beautiful... so captivating... I... I will always love you..."
"Xiaofeng, me too..." Tang Yuefu blushed and glanced at her husband, then closed her eyes. Her breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing, a charming sight to be savored.
Nie Xiaofeng said nothing more, quickly removing his clothes, kneeling between Tang Yuefu's legs, holding his large penis, and gently touching his wife's luscious vulva.
Tang Yuefu felt a strangely hot penis pressing against her honeypot, and involuntarily trembled. Her two slender legs slowly opened, revealing her mysterious gate without reservation. Nie Xiaofeng's glans slid back and forth along that alluring crevice, slowly parting the vulva to reveal a pink nipple, a small amount of clear fluid flowing from within.
Nie Xiaofeng's waist sank, and his large glans squeezed into the narrow passage. "Mmm~" Tang Yuefu gasped softly, tears of joy streaming from her eyes. Nie Xiaofeng gripped Tang Yuefu's waist, thrusting his lower body forward with a powerful "plop," shoving his entire penis inside.
The small protrusions inside her vulva rubbed against his shaft, the layers of folds enveloping Nie Xiaofeng's large penis, the feeling of fullness assaulting Tang Yuefu's senses. She moaned softly, murmured, and sobbed, moved to tears by her husband's powerful thrust.
Nie Xiaofeng slowly thrust his penis, carefully feeling the trembling inside. Nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, five shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one… As Nie Xiaofeng's movements quickened, waves of sweet pleasure surged through Tang Yuefu's vagina. She actively raised her buttocks, cooperating with her husband's thrusts, seeking the ultimate pleasure.
Seeing this, Nie Xiaofeng no longer hesitated. He placed Tang Yuefu's legs on his shoulders and began thrusting in and out with great force. Each impact hit Tang Yuefu's clitoris, the tingling sensation causing Tang Yuefu to moan and cry out in pleasure. Her flower bloomed, waves of lustful fluid gushing out, making it easier for Nie Xiaofeng to continue.
After a few vigorous thrusts, Nie Xiaofeng grasped Tang Yuefu's hands, pulled her up, and made her straddle him. He lay flat on the ground, panting, and said, "Fu'er, come on..."
Tang Yuefu glanced shyly at her husband, then placed her hands on his chest, her buttocks bobbing up and down as she swallowed his penis again and again. Their moans mingled, echoing in the empty valley...
Just as Tang Yuefu was about to reach her climax, a sharp sword suddenly fell from the sky, piercing Nie Xiaofeng's chest with a "whoosh." Nie Xiaofeng's head lolled to the side, and he fell silent. A stream of bright red blood slid from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with resentment.
"Hahaha... Dare to oppose me, Yan Wushuang, only death awaits!" With a sharp shout, the "Blood Demon" emerged from the thick fog, leering, "Beauty, don't be afraid, even if he dies, I'm still here... Haha... Once you've tasted my methods, you'll know what a man is..."
"No... no..." Tang Yuefu cried out in terror, trying to get up and run away, but found herself completely immobilized, forced to watch helplessly as Yan Wushuang approached.
"No, don't come any closer..." Tang Yuefu screamed, waking up. It was just a dream. She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and realized that Nie Yan was sleeping right next to her, his small hand resting on her breast, and his right leg pressing against her sensitive genitals. This was probably why she had such a dream.
Tang Yuefu sighed, got up, carried Nie Yan to the small bed beside her, pulled the blanket over him, then put on her clothes, walked to the window, and stared blankly at the bright moon in the sky, two lines of tears rolling down her face. (
The Third Act of "The Blood-Red Hibiscus," a novel set in Sichuan)
The next morning, Nie Yan woke up from his sleep, stretched his little arms and legs, and suddenly jumped off the bed barefoot with a "whoosh," waving his fists a few times. He felt a surge of energy throughout his body, completely unlike his usual weak state. A warm current swirled around his chest and abdomen, like a little mouse scurrying up and down inside him. Nie Yan was completely bewildered by his current situation, his hands and feet turned ice-cold, and he cried out loudly, "Mother, come quick... there's a mouse in my stomach... help me..."
Tang Yuefu had barely slept all night, only managing to close her eyes for a short nap at dawn. Half-asleep, she suddenly heard her son shouting, and her heart skipped a beat. She quickly got out of bed, placed her jade fingers on her son's pulse, channeled some true energy into him, and carefully examined the abnormality within his body.
Soon, Tang Yuefu's tension turned to joy. She released her grip, gently stroking her son's head, and softly comforted him, "Yan'er, don't be afraid. That's not a little mouse. These past few days, I've been channeling my energy into you every day, and with your own diligent practice, your internal energy can now circulate on its own. That's your own internal energy..."
"Oh, I see." Nie Yan finally relaxed. Looking up, he noticed his mother's face was somewhat pale, and she looked listless. He asked in surprise, "Mother, are you sick? Why do you look so pale?"
Tang Yuefu touched her face, recalling the absurd dream she had last night. Her heart skipped a beat, as if her son had discovered her secret. Overwhelmed with shame, she quickly explained, "It's nothing. I'm probably just too tired these past few days. I'll be fine after a rest. Don't be lazy. After you wash up, get back to your practice..."
"Okay, you must take care of yourself too!"
Tang Yuefu was in a daze all day. The lingering scenes from last night's dream kept flashing through her mind, her heart pounding uncontrollably, unable to find peace.
She pondered to herself, "How could this be? I've had similar erotic dreams before, but they always go away the next day. Even with that factor, this shouldn't happen..." Thinking this, a sudden thought struck her. She glanced through the window at her daughter, Nie Wanrong, who was brewing medicine, and let out a soft, helpless sigh.
Midnight.
Tang Yuefu contentedly withdrew her hand from her son. After this energy transfer, Nie Yan's internal energy should be sufficient to resist the domineering effects of the "Nine Yang Rejuvenating Grass." Looking at her son's sleeping face, Tang Yuefu's eyes shone with maternal warmth.
As her mind finally relaxed, those unpleasant images resurfaced in Tang Yuefu's mind. She shook her head, walked to the table, and gulped down the "Dragon Grass Tea" she had already brewed. A refreshing coolness rushed down to her lower abdomen, but it did nothing to alleviate the burning sensation in her heart.
Just then, the door was flung open with a bang, and Nie Wanrong rushed in, throwing herself at her mother. She was only wearing a moon-white bodice and light blue underpants, her fair skin almost entirely exposed, showcasing her youthful and beautiful figure.
Nie Wanrong buried her face in Tang Yuefu's arms, saying in a coquettish voice, "Mother, you haven't pampered Rong'er for so many days... I feel so uncomfortable..." As she spoke, she rubbed her firm breasts back and forth against her mother's thighs.
Tang Yuefu lifted her daughter's chin and said sternly, "Rong'er, didn't I tell you not to practice the 'Heart-Connecting Technique' anymore? Why are you so disobedient!"
"I don't want to practice either... but you know, the inner power will activate on its own... I don't care... I don't care... Mother must pamper Rong'er today..." Tang
Yuefu looked at her daughter's face, flushed with desire, and nodded helplessly. Nie Wanrong cried out happily and reached out to untie her bodice, but Tang Yuefu grabbed her arm.
"Your little brother is still over there... come on, let's go to your room..." With that, Tang Yuefu took her daughter's hand, and the two of them ran to Nie Wanrong's boudoir.
Before the door was even closed, their four soft lips were pressed together like magnets, unwilling to separate.
It turned out that although the "Shushan Sword Sect's" "Heart-Connecting Sword Technique" was invincible, it had a major flaw.
Whether male or female, anyone who practices the "Heart-Connecting Sword Technique" will inevitably experience an intense burning passion within their body. This passion must be properly released within a certain timeframe, otherwise, they will suffer a backlash from the divine power. At best, they will suffer from qi deviation and lifelong disability; at worst, they will be consumed by lust and reduced to ashes.
It is precisely for this reason that the "Heart-Connecting Sword Technique" has always been practiced by husband and wife. However, due to circumstances, Tang Yuefu had to cultivate this unparalleled technique together with her daughter, Nie Wanrong.
When their passion overwhelmed them, they would help each other release the poison of passion. Tang Yuefu had already inserted her tongue into her daughter's mouth, swirling and stirring, while Nie Wanrong tightly embraced her mother, responding passionately. The passion they had suppressed for many days burned fiercely within them, and this renowned mother and daughter were both immersed in a boundless sea of desire.
The two embraced passionately, leaning towards the couch. Their delicate hands caressed and stroked each other's bodies. Suddenly, Nie Wanrong felt her legs touch the edge of the bed, so she wrapped her arms around her mother's neck and leaned down.
Tang Yuefu covered her daughter with her entire body, her little finger skillfully hooking and guiding the straps of Nie Wanrong's bodice behind her back, then gently pulling it away. Nie Wanrong's small, exquisite breasts were then revealed. Although not as full as her mother's, they were firm and perky, with two adorable red nipples standing proudly on their pink areolas, delicate and charming.
Tang Yuefu kissed her way down her daughter's fair neck, leaving a faint trail of moisture. Nie Wanrong hummed softly, swaying her body, a blush spreading across her snow-white skin. Tang Yuefu grasped her daughter's right breast with one hand, rhythmically squeezing and kneading it with her fingers, while her fragrant tongue licked back and forth on the other breast. The tiny bumps on her tongue rubbed against Nie Wanrong's tender flesh, stimulating her daughter's desire.
"Oh...so comfortable...so wonderful..." Nie Wanrong groaned loudly, holding her own breast with her hand and stuffing it into her mother's mouth. Tang Yuefu held the small nipple in her mouth, her tongue swirling around the alluring red bud, her teeth lightly nibbling. The slight stinging sensation made Nie Wanrong even more frenzied.
Nie Wanrong's jade-like hand slipped under the hem of her mother's nightgown, exploring Tang Yuefu's slightly protruding mons pubis through her underpants, only to find that it was already wet and damp. The underpants clung tightly to the cleft, and the mysterious pearl had already peeked out from between her labia, shamelessly standing erect.
"Hmm...Mother is lying...Look how wet you are down there...So you couldn't hold back either..." Nie Wanrong complained unhappily.
Tang Yuefu, her secret discovered by her daughter, felt a pang of shame. She had been sternly reprimanding her daughter, yet she herself was overcome with lust, secreting copious amounts of vaginal fluid that soaked her underpants—a truly humiliating situation.
Tang Yuefu dared not speak, instead sucking even harder on her daughter's nipples. With her other hand, she pinched Nie Wanrong's breast, making the nipples stand erect, her thumb and forefinger kneading the growing nipples, occasionally squeezing them hard to silence Nie Wanrong.
Meanwhile, while enjoying her mother's ministrations, Nie Wanrong secretly lifted a corner of her mother's underpants, her nimble fingers slipping inside to directly attack Tang Yuefu's clitoris.
"Mmm~" Tang Yuefu groaned softly, her body trembling, as she collapsed onto the bed.
Nie Wanrong sat up, removed the remaining clothes from both of them, and then climbed on top of her mother, exposing her young vulva to her. She parted Tang Yuefu's long, slender legs and leaned in. A damp scent wafted over her. Nie Wanrong's tongue slid lightly across her mother's labia, her fingers cupping and squeezing the wet clitoris.
"Ah... Rong'er... good... good..." A satisfied cry finally escaped Tang Yuefu's lips, her body convulsing slightly. At this moment, Nie Wanrong's pink petals were right in front of Tang Yuefu. She raised her middle finger, scooped up a handful of clear, slippery fluid, and then, with a twist and turn, deftly inserted it into her daughter's vulva.
The petals were parted to both sides, the narrow passage burning hot. Countless tender flesh clung to the invading fingers, delicate and smooth. Tang Yuefu gently poked a few times, finding little resistance, and began to thrust rapidly in and out of her daughter's honeypot.
"Ah...ah...so good...Mother...faster...faster..." Nie Wanrong cried out, her tongue slipping into her mother's vagina, stretching and swirling inside, licking incessantly.
"Mmm...ah..." Tang Yuefu's honeypot was already a muddy mess, and under her daughter's deliberate teasing, it overflowed with desire, uncontrollable.
Nie Wanrong's pretty nose pressed against Tang Yuefu's mons pubis, only able to utter muffled moans. The warm, moist breath enveloped her mother's clitoris, making Tang Yuefu's desire even higher. Supporting her entire body with her legs, she raised her jade buttocks, thrusting up and down, making the most intimate contact with her daughter's lips and tongue.
On the other hand, Tang Yuefu had increased the number of fingers inserted into Nie Wanrong's body to two, and the insertion depth had increased. Several times, she directly touched her daughter's soft vulva, causing waves of lustful fluid to gush from the depths of her honeypot, making it easier for Tang Yuefu's fingers to thrust in and out.
Tang Yuefu quickly stirred in her daughter's honeyed passage dozens of times, when suddenly she saw her daughter's clitoris right in front of her, bright red, engorged and swollen. Tang Yuefu then withdrew her fingers, rubbed Nie Wanrong's clitoris a few times, and then flicked her middle finger, actually using the peerless divine skill of the "Shushan Sword Sect," "Magnolia Brushing Flower Finger." A burst of true energy struck the delicate clitoris, and Nie Wanrong was struck as if by lightning, experiencing a surge of pleasure that instantly reached its peak. A large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out, spraying Tang Yuefu's head and face.
"Ah..." As the climax rapidly descended, Nie Wanrong's pink petals opened to their maximum limit, her whole body went limp, and she could no longer continue the activity of her tongue. She raised her head and screamed loudly. A silver thread connected her red lips to her mother's vulva, gradually lengthening as Nie Wanrong raised her head, trembling but not breaking.
Suddenly deprived of her daughter's comfort, Tang Yuefu felt an intense tingling sensation in her honeypot. She sat up, reached out and turned Nie Wanrong's body over, then picked up one of her daughter's jade legs and entered between her legs. Their wet labia collided, and an electric-like pleasure surged through their nerves. Mother and daughter both groaned, twisting their delicate bodies and rubbing and thrusting wildly.
Their dark pubic hair intertwined, their four labia wide open, greedily colliding and rubbing against each other, trying to release all the endless lust within them. As they swayed their hips, they simultaneously caressed their breasts, each hand grasping one and kneading it vigorously, as if trying to squeeze water out of it. The nipples on their breasts stood out high, becoming even harder and tighter.
"Mother... I... I feel so good... so good..."
"Rong'er, I feel the same way... good... harder... come on..."
The mother and daughter frantically swayed their hips, uttering unconscious cries. The last vestiges of reason were consumed by the intense pleasure, and desire completely took control of her body…
“Ahhh… I’m coming… Rong’er… faster… harder…”
“Ohhh… Mother… me too… let’s cum together…”
Finally, the two reached the peak of lust one after the other, their two snow-white bodies convulsing, the muscles between their legs contracting uncontrollably, and with the swaying of their tender buttocks, streams of heat shot out from their honey pots…
After the climax, Tang Yuefu gradually awoke from the sea of desire, and looking at the hair stuck together between their genitals, she blushed with shame.
Countless times, the mother and daughter had used this method to release the pent-up passion of practicing the "Heart-to-Heart Sword Technique." Each time, Tang Yuefu would be surprised and ashamed of her own excited behavior. She wondered what it was like for the predecessors who had practiced this technique before, whether they were as crazy and addicted as she was...
At this moment, Nie Wanrong was still lying on the bed, fast asleep, her face clearly showing an unusually happy expression, a beautiful curve at the corner of her mouth, as if she were savoring the wonderful feeling she had just experienced in her dreams.
Tang Yuefu smiled bitterly. Although she didn't know about the predecessors, her daughter was obviously much easier to satisfy than herself. Usually, she would only be satisfied after her daughter had two orgasms. And those lewd actions just now were something she had personally taught her. Was she really an insatiable woman?
Tang Yuefu gently withdrew herself from between her daughter's legs, put on her clothes, and got out of bed, her heart still burning with desire.
She had already climaxed once, so the fire of desire within her should have been extinguished, but why did her honeypot still feel so empty and numb? Sigh... Being with her daughter could temporarily relieve the pain of burning desire, but it couldn't compare to the truly intoxicating pleasure she had with her husband back then... Even last night's erotic dream was much better than this...
As she thought about it, Tang Yuefu felt as if a million ants were crawling in and out of her honeypot, making her feel increasingly lonely and unbearable. Sigh... Why did this night feel so long...
The fourth act of Crimson Blood Hibiscus, a sudden change occurred, and
the time to take the medicine finally arrived.
After seven consecutive days of continuous energy transfer, Nie Yan had absorbed ten years' worth of his mother's refined skills. Seeing that her son's foundation was solid, Tang Yuefu instructed her daughter, Nie Wanrong, to protect him. She then had Nie Yan sit cross-legged on the prayer mat and said to him, "Yan'er, you must use your internal energy to resist the medicinal power of the 'Nine Yang Rejuvenating Grass' later. Don't let it damage your meridians. Once the medicinal power has completely dissolved, you will have succeeded."
Nie Yan said timidly, "Mother, I'm a little scared..."
Tang Yuefu gently patted her son's cheek and said softly, "Yan'er, be good, don't be afraid...
I will protect your heart meridian, which will be most affected. You only need to protect the other meridians... Don't worry, with your mother here, everything will be alright..."
Nie Wanrong also comforted her younger brother, "Don't worry, Yan'er, you still have your sister Rong..."
Hearing his mother and sister's encouragement, Nie Yan nodded his head, took the "Nine Yang Rejuvenating Grass" from Tang Yuefu, and drank it with water. Tang Yuefu quickly pressed one hand against her son's crown and placed the other on Nie Yan's dantian. She activated her profound energy, causing two streams of true qi to converge near Nie Yan's heart meridian, forming a solid protective shield.
A moment later, Tang Yuefu felt a sudden surge of immense force within Nie Yan's body. The energy she had channeled was violently reversed, even forcing her hands away from her son's body. She was shocked to see Nie Yan's eyes change instantly, now glowing with a shimmering emerald light, staring fiercely at her like a wounded wild beast, completely transformed.
"Yan'er, what's wrong?" Tang Yuefu anxiously shook her son's shoulders, asking in a trembling voice.
"Roar~" Nie Yan ignored his mother's cries, letting out a low growl like a wild beast. Suddenly, he reached out and tore open Tang Yuefu's bodice, exposing her snow-white skin to the air. The apricot-yellow bodice could barely conceal her proud breasts, revealing large expanses of soft, white flesh. Nie Yan's eyes gleamed as he grabbed one breast in each hand and began to knead them wantonly.
Tang Yuefu initially wanted to resist, but the strange heat emanating from her son's hands on her breasts seemed to ignite a strange passion within her. Tang Yuefu was instantly bewitched, reluctant to let go, even subtly arching her chest as her son continued his advances.
"Brother Yan, don't be rude!" Nie Wanrong leaped forward, her sword-like finger aimed directly at her brother's back. Nie Yan grunted, enduring Nie Wanrong's finger strike. The moment Nie Wanrong's finger touched her brother's body, she sensed that he was protected by a protective aura. Not daring to use her full strength, her finger failed to penetrate his defenses. Nie Yan swayed, and Nie Wanrong felt a surge of power rush towards her. Unable to maintain her balance, she cried out and was thrown through the door.
Although Nie Wanrong's attack was ineffective, her sharp cry woke Tang Yuefu. Seeing the scene before her, Tang Yuefu was filled with shame and indignation. She quickly brushed aside Nie Yan's clutches, turned around, and stood behind her son, shouting angrily, "Yan'er, what are you doing!"
"Mother, I...I'm in so much pain...it's so swollen down there..." Her mother's outburst seemed to sober Nie Yan up a bit. His little face contorted in pain, and he looked at Tang Yuefu pleadingly.
Tang Yuefu's heart softened, and she said gently, "Yan'er, it's all my fault. I didn't expect that herb to be so potent. Sit down first, let me examine you carefully..."
"It's hot...it's killing me..." Before Tang Yuefu could finish speaking, Nie Yan suddenly ripped off all his clothes. A series of hissing sounds followed, and his fair, tender body was completely naked before Tang Yuefu's eyes. What was most astonishing was that Nie Yan's small penis grew rapidly, becoming incredibly thick in the blink of an eye, comparable to the size of an average person, and it continued to expand and grow, while still maintaining its fair and tender color.
After nine years, seeing a man's penis again under these bizarre conditions, Tang Yuefu felt a unique mix of emotions, especially since it was her son's genitals, which made her feel utterly ashamed.
"Mother...save me...I'm hot...I'm so hot..." Nie Yan cried out, lunging towards Tang Yuefu.
"Don't come any closer!" Tang Yuefu saw her son charging towards her with his large penis erect, and quickly struck out with her palm, then set up three barriers in front of her, trying to stop Nie Yan's advance.
Like Nie Wanrong, Tang Yuefu dared not exert too much force. Furthermore, the constant loss of internal energy over the past few days had severely depleted her power. Meanwhile, Nie Yan possessed extraordinary strength, and with this disparity, Tang Yuefu's palm strike only slightly slowed him before he continued forward. The three barriers had no effect on him whatsoever. He stretched out his hands, reaching for Tang Yuefu's chest. Left
with no other choice, Tang Yuefu had to retreat from the room, grabbing her daughter who was about to rush inside, and flew north.
The mother and daughter flew until they reached the "Tongxuan Cave" in the north of "Piaomiao Peak" before stopping. This "Tongxuan Cave" was where Tang Yuefu and her daughter had kept the remains of their predecessor, the sect leader, after they settled on "Piaomiao Peak." Because Nie Yan was still young, she had never brought him here; therefore, the "Tongxuan Cave" was the only place Nie Yan did not know.
The two women calmed their breathing, exchanged a helpless glance, and gave up on their current situation. They could only hide in the cave and wait and see. When Tang Yuefu regained her composure, she noticed a slight dampness between her legs. Puzzled, she glanced at her daughter, Nie Wanrong, who was intently listening to the sounds outside. She then secretly reached down to check her crotch.
Upon touching her, Tang Yuefu was shocked to find her underpants soaked with her own fluids, sticking stickily to her vulva. Thinking of her son's thick, intimidating penis that she had just seen, her heart pounded inexplicably, and the dampness between her legs intensified.
Fortunately, the cave was dark, and her daughter had her back to her, so she didn't see her mother's embarrassing state. Her heart finally settled. Soon, the sound of rustling leaves came from the distant woods, indicating that Nie Yan had pinpointed their location and was heading their way.
Tang Yuefu took out the "Haotian Mirror" and placed it at the cave entrance. She chanted an incantation, using the mirror's power to create the world's most powerful defensive barrier, the "Water Mirror Barrier." Then she sighed softly, "Alas... the profound arts of my 'Shushan Sword Sect' are too miraculous. Members can sense each other. Perhaps Yan'er already possesses my power, which is why he found this place so quickly..."
She paused, then, as if making a decision, said, "Rong'er, if the 'Water Mirror Barrier' can't stop Yan'er, we'll have no choice but to subdue him by force. Hopefully, it won't harm his body. Alas..." "...It's all my fault. I actually believed that the 'Nine Yang Resurrection Grass' could really bring the dead back to life. I never imagined it would be an aphrodisiac. I've ruined Yan'er..."
Nie Wanrong comforted her mother, "In my opinion, the 'Nine Yang Resurrection Grass' wasn't entirely useless. At least my brother's true strength is much stronger... It even managed to knock me out of the house... Besides, it's not your fault... It's all because those medical books didn't explain it clearly..."
As the two were talking, Nie Yan's footsteps suddenly came from outside. Tang Yuefu made a shushing gesture, and the mother and daughter held their breath, not daring to breathe too much, and looked out through the water mirror.
They saw the trees in the forest outside swaying and the sound of Nie Yan's "thump thump thump" footsteps coming from afar, as if a series of death warrants were heavily striking the hearts of Tang Yuefu and her daughter, making them feel as if their souls were about to scatter. As Nie Yan approached, his heavy breathing could be faintly heard. Tang Yuefu and her daughter felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on their chests, making them want to jump up and scream, but they clenched their fists nervously, waiting for Nie Yan's appearance with solemn expressions. Nie Yan's
naked body finally emerged from the forest. His thick, long penis had stopped growing, but its size was already three times larger than that of an adult man. The veins on his penis were bulging, and the glans at the tip was as large as a goose egg, glistening and quite intimidating.
Nie Wanrong had never seen a man's penis before, and at this moment, she felt her mouth go dry and her heart was pounding like a deer. Tang Yuefu quickly pushed her daughter aside and watched her son's actions closely.
"Mother... Mother... I've found you... Save me... Save me... I need you..." Nie Yan opened his little arms and lunged forward, but a ripple of water appeared at the cave entrance, and Nie Yan was immediately thrown three zhang away. He was stunned for a moment, then lunged forward again, only to be thrown away once more.
"Mother... I know you're in there... Why won't you come out... Don't you want Yan'er anymore...?"
Nie Yan's shrill cries pierced Tang Yuefu's heart like sharp knives. She could no longer hold back the tears in her eyes, and two streams of tears flowed down her cheeks. She thought to herself, "My son, it's not that I'm heartless, but I really can't go out... That's incest... Please bear with it..."
After dozens of failed attempts, Nie Yan suddenly stopped, looked at the cave entrance rippling with water, and laughed bitterly, "So be it, since Mother won't see me, what's the point of me living..." As he spoke, he clasped his hands to his chest, his nails digging into his flesh, as if he wanted to tear himself in two.
"No..." Tang Yuefu cried out in shock, her eyes flashing with the tragic image of her son's body being torn apart. She could no longer care about anything else; with a gentle flick of her jade-like hand, she knocked Nie Wanrong unconscious, then burst out of the "Water Mirror Barrier," lunging at her son and grabbing his wrists to stop his next foolish act.
Nie Yan, certain of his death, suddenly smelled a fragrant aroma. Opening his eyes, he saw his mother standing before him. He abruptly embraced her, his face pressed against Tang Yuefu's vulva, his breath hot against her sensitive areas.
As Nie Yan continued to caress Tang Yuefu's legs, her initial arousal gradually faded, replaced by a strange tingling sensation that spread from the point of contact with her son to every part of her body. An unprecedented soreness and softness also arose in her vulva. Tang Yuefu was startled and was about to push away Nie Yan, who was clinging to her, when she heard her son's murmured words.
"Mother...that's wonderful...you're finally by my side, Yan'er doesn't have to be afraid anymore..."
For a moment, Tang Yuefu was too weak to push her son's frail body away. She gently stroked her son's head and said, "Yan'er, do you feel uncomfortable down there?"
Nie Yan replied in a soft voice, "Mother, it feels so swollen down there...it hurts and itches...I don't know what to do..."
"Let me take a look..." Tang Yuefu said in an almost inaudible voice, then gently pushed Nie Yan to the ground. She saw his enormous penis standing erect, the veins on it thick and twisted like earthworms, looking ferocious and terrifying. Tang Yuefu
reached out and grasped the penis, her face flushed with embarrassment, and said, "Yan'er, you must be a good boy and listen to me, don't move around. Let me help you get rid of the toxins in your body." Tang Yuefu didn't dare to be too explicit; after all, her son was still a minor, and it was better to keep many things from him.
When Tang Yuefu rushed out, she had already made up her mind. Now that things had come to this, she had no choice but to help her son relieve his desires, even though it went against her moral conscience. But it was different from actual incest, and to save her son, she couldn't care less about anything else.
"Mother... Yan'er will definitely listen to you... Ah... It hurts so much... It seems to be even more swollen..."
Nie Yan's little face suddenly contorted violently, beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his little buttocks involuntarily rose and fell, rubbing his penis against his mother's palm.
Holding her son's thick, hot penis, Tang Yuefu felt a slight tremor in her hand. Her heart pounded wildly, and in her daze, she forgot what to do next, just sitting there blankly on the ground.
"Ah... Mother... Save me... It hurts so much..." Nie Yan's screams woke Tang Yuefu from her daze. Looking at her son's painful expression, she gritted her teeth, gripped his penis tightly with her five fingers, and slowly began to stroke it up and down.
"Oh...oh...so good...Mother, keep going..."
Tang Yuefu rubbed Nie Yan's penis with her hands, but her heart was bleeding. The surreptitious act with her daughter already made her feel deeply guilty, but it was ultimately for the purpose of avenging her husband, and that reason gave her some comfort. Now, with the addition of her son, her conscience was even more uneasy and troubled.
"If Xiaofeng knew, he would definitely scold me for corrupting the child...Xiaofeng...I'm so sorry..."
Although her heart was struggling fiercely, her hands dared not stop for a moment. Tang Yuefu gradually increased the pace of her stroking, watching the round glans glisten in the sunlight. A wave of tingling sensation surged in Tang Yuefu's honeypot, as if a hot tide was stirring within her.
"Ah...how could this be...I...what's wrong with me..." A sudden heat spread throughout Tang Yuefu's body, and a thought flashed through her mind: "What would it be like if such a thick, long penis could be inserted into my honey hole..."
Tang Yuefu was startled by this thought and quickly concentrated, suppressing the terrible thought, and continued to try to serve her son.
But for some reason, no matter how hard Tang Yuefu tried, Xiao Nieyan's penis remained hard, with only a small amount of clear fluid seeping from the glans, showing no signs of ejaculation. Tang Yuefu's arm gradually became sore and numb, so she had to switch hands, but the huge penis remained motionless.
Although Nieyan didn't react much, Tang Yuefu's body grew hotter and hotter, waves of desire burning through her nerves. Tang Yuefu felt weak all over and, without realizing it, collapsed.
"Mother... hurry... I feel so uncomfortable... move faster..." Nie Yan seemed unable to suppress the lust within him, his little head swaying from side to side as he shouted loudly.
"Yan'er, bear with it, it'll be over soon, I..." Tang Yuefu had only said a few words when she saw Nie Yan's little bottom suddenly thrust upwards, just in time to bump into his mother's newly opened cherry lips. His soft tongue was curling around the cleft of his glans, and a foul smell made Tang Yuefu immediately raise her head and spit out the penis.
"You..." Tang Yuefu was so angry that she could hardly speak. She was about to scold her son when she noticed that Nie Yan was writhing uncomfortably on the ground, his little bottom rising high and then falling heavily, quickly turning his bottom bright red.
"Ah...I'm going to die...Mother...Am I going to die...What just happened...It felt so good...Mother..."
Seeing her son's consciousness gradually fading, Tang Yuefu's heart ached, but her son's unconscious cries left her bewildered, her eyes filled with confusion.
"What should I do? Should I just watch my son die like this? No...I absolutely won't..." Tang Yuefu screamed inwardly, a resolute expression on her face. She bent down and took Nie Yan's penis into her mouth, sucking it forcefully.
"Ah...So good...So good...Mother..."
With his penis enveloped by her smooth, fragrant tongue, Nie Yan gradually calmed down, a satisfied smile appearing on his face. His little buttocks bounced back and forth, letting his penis go in and out of his mother's mouth.
Tang Yuefu's jade-like hands spun and stroked the penis, her fragrant lips pressed against the glans, her nimble tongue stimulating the tender tip, occasionally licking the cleft. Warm, fragrant saliva slowly dripped down the thick shaft, wetting Tang Yuefu's fingers.
"Ah...ah...ah..." The novel stimulation finally ignited Nie Yan's passion, and before Tang Yuefu could react, a foul-smelling black liquid gushed out, pouring into his mother's mouth. Tang Yuefu
quickly spat out the penis, but her jade-like hands didn't dare to leave, continuing to stroke it up and down, squeezing out the remaining thick liquid. The dark liquid shot out wildly from the cleft of the glans, drawing an arc in the air before landing on the ground beside him.
"Huff~" Nie Yan let out a deep breath, his stiff limbs going limp as he lay on the ground.
Tang Yuefu squeezed out the last bit of thick, sticky fluid from the penis before wiping the black substance from the corner of her mouth. She then instructed Nie Yan, "Yan'er, you absolutely mustn't tell your sister what happened just now, understand?"
Nie Yan blinked, puzzled, and asked, "Why is that? Mother is so amazing, she helped Yan'er expel the toxins from her body, but why can't my sister know?"
"This…" Tang Yuefu thought to herself, naturally, the fewer people who know about this, the better. That's why she knocked her daughter unconscious before she came out. But looking at her son's innocent expression, she couldn't tell him the truth directly. She could only make up a reason on the spot, saying, "Your sister's skills aren't strong enough, so she can't use this method to expel the toxins from you. If she knew, and insisted on using this method to expel toxins from someone else, it would definitely harm both herself and others. So you absolutely mustn't let her know."
"Oh, I understand," Nie Yan quickly nodded in agreement.
Tang Yuefu first let Nie Yan rest there, then went to fetch a set of clean clothes and personally dressed him.
After cleaning up the black liquid stains around them, Tang Yuefu went into the cave and woke up her unconscious daughter, telling her that she had used her profound skills to suppress the poison in Nie Yan's body. The three of them then hurried home together.
In the fifth act of "The Blood of the Crimson Lotus,"
Nie Wanrong, driven by her bestial nature, kept asking her younger brother a lot of questions along the way. Nie Yan, following his mother's instructions, only told his sister that his mother had used her profound skills to suppress the poison in his body, but he didn't know the specifics. Tang Yuefu frequently changed the subject intentionally or unintentionally, without arousing Nie Wanrong's suspicion.
The three of them passed through a forest, and suddenly a secluded pool appeared before them. A babbling stream meandered down from the mountain and flowed into the pool. The emerald green water was clear to the bottom, and several plump fish chased and played in the water, creating ripples.
Nie Yan suddenly spoke up, "Mother, I just broke out in a sweat, and I feel all sticky. You and sister should go back first; I want to take a bath here."
"This…" Tang Yuefu hesitated for a moment, then said, "Your poison has just dissipated, and I'm really worried about you being here alone. Let Rong'er stay with you; I'll wait for you to come back at home."
Nie Wanrong nodded and said, "Don't worry, Mother, I'll take good care of my brother."
Tang Yuefu then took flight and flew home. Actually, she had originally intended to stay and look after Nie Yan herself, but for some reason, as she walked, she felt increasingly hot, and her mind was filled with thoughts of her son's enormous penis. Her once firm Dao heart began to waver, and her internal energy was quietly diminishing. Her honeypot was also unbearably itchy and overflowing with desire.
Left with no other choice, Tang Yuefu had to leave her daughter behind. She planned to take advantage of her children's absence to carefully investigate the cause of her physical ailment, at least to suppress her inner turmoil. Although she knew her daughter would be in danger if Nie Yan's aphrodisiac flared up again, it was a necessary measure. Tang Yuefu prayed silently while simultaneously speeding her flight home, hoping to quickly resolve her discomfort and prepare for any future emergencies.
Meanwhile, Nie Yan had already impatiently undressed, revealing her fair and smooth body, and leaped naked into the water, scooping up clear stream water to wash away the filth.
Nie Wanrong sat on the grass nearby, her starry eyes slightly closed, quietly lost in thought.
This scene was not the first. Apart from the time the mother and daughter descended the mountain to subdue the demon, the three had never had contact with the outside world. Furthermore, given Nie Yan's young age, Tang Yuefu had never told her children about worldly matters. Therefore, Nie Wanrong naturally had no concept of the proper boundaries between men and women.
But when she saw her younger brother's familiar, small body, she felt an indescribable flutter in her heart for the first time. In the "Tongxuan Cave," Nie Wanrong had witnessed her brother's unusually large penis. Although her eyes seemed closed, they never left Nie Yan's genitals. Through the clear stream, the thick, long shaft was clearly reflected in Nie Wanrong's eyes. She wondered what it would feel like to have it inserted into her honey hole. Unconsciously, Nie
Wanrong's beautiful eyes were fully open, staring intently at her brother's penis. Saliva dripped from her mouth, and her heart was filled with lust, fantasizing about all sorts of shameful scenes. Yet, a sense of restraint lingered throughout her body, as if she were doing something wrong to her mother.
Suddenly, Nie Yan's eyes darkened, and a layer of frost settled on his innocent face. His large, erect penis jerked upwards, the round glans emerging from the water with a splash. He then leaped out of the pool, pouncing on Nie Wanrong, letting out a low growl. His small hands gripped his sister's small breasts, kneading them vigorously.
Nie Wanrong was initially startled, but when she felt a sharp pain in her testicles, she cried out and pushed her brother away. Completely forgetting her own profound martial arts skills, she acted like a frail woman who knew nothing of kung fu, relying solely on her physical strength to resist Nie Yan's advances. But how could this possibly withstand the beastly Nie Yan's unleashed lust?
With a ripping sound, Nie Wanrong's outer dress was ripped off by Xiao Nie Yan, revealing a light blue bodice and moon-white underpants covering her chest. Nie Yan pressed down, his enormous glans, through the fabric, pressed against his sister's vulva, a strange heat surging into her soft, moist opening.
At the same time, a tingling sensation spread through Nie Wanrong's breasts; she felt dizzy, the world spinning, her vulva secreting copious amounts of thick fluid, her body weak and limp, emitting a moan that sounded like crying.
Nie Yan's little buttocks lifted slightly, his right hand, hidden inside the bodice, teased his sister's pink nipples a few times, then suddenly reached down, grabbing the top edge of the underpants covering her buttocks and pulling it down sharply. The glans lingered on the soft, fragrant grass, searching for that moist opening.
Nie Wanrong gritted her teeth, her whole body trembling, her jade-like hands gripping the nearby grass, struggling to suppress the burning desire within her.
Suddenly, Nie Wanrong felt her petals being mercilessly squeezed to the sides as her brother's hot penis tried to penetrate her vagina. She jolted awake, pulling back to avoid Nie Yan's advance, her voice trembling as she said, "Brother Yan, no...don't do this..."
Nie Yan, failing in his first attempt, didn't say anything more. With a flick of his wrist, "slap!" five red finger marks were left on Nie Wanrong's delicate cheek. He snapped, "Stop talking nonsense!"
Nie Wanrong was stunned. Was this child still her innocent and adorable brother? She stroked her cheek, staring blankly at Nie Yan's fierce eyes, her mind a complete mess, unable to make another move.
Nie Yan pressed his hands down on his sister lying on the ground, his small buttocks arching forward, his large, egg-shaped glans pushing aside the barrier of her petals and sinking into her moist cavern.
The intense pain was unbearable for Nie Wanrong. She twisted and pushed, desperately trying to escape her brother's clutches, crying out repeatedly, "No...no...Brother Yan...let me go...let me go..."
Nie Yan ignored his sister's cries, thrusting forward with all his might, intending to penetrate her completely, but was unexpectedly kicked away. He flailed wildly in the air, landing with a "plop" in the pool. When he surfaced, his head still wet, he saw someone carrying the half-naked Nie Wanrong, flying southeast. Judging from the back view, it must be his mother—Tang Yuefu.
Nie Yan wiped the water from his face, revealing a sinister smile, then climbed ashore and, still naked, chased after the direction where Tang Yuefu and her mother had disappeared.
It turned out that when Tang Yuefu returned home, she carefully examined her condition using the technique of introspection and discovered that the evil fire in her body was caused by some black liquid. It should be because she had accidentally swallowed her son's strange semen not long ago. Just as she was working hard to detoxify, she suddenly felt a demonic aura. Ignoring her own strange condition, she rushed over and finally rescued Nie Wanrong at the last moment.
Tang Yuefu carried Nie Wanrong into a tree hollow before putting her daughter down. She said, "Rong'er, hide here for now. I'll let you know when I've suppressed Yan'er's evil poison."
Nie Wanrong asked worriedly, "Mother, why don't I go with you and see if I can help?"
Tang Yuefu remembered the scene of detoxifying Nie Yan earlier and quickly waved her hand, saying, "No need. If you go out, you'll only hinder my work. Besides, you weren't restrained just now, yet you still couldn't resist Yan'er..."
Nie Wanrong blushed, lowered her head, and whispered, "I'm sorry, Mother, I really... Sigh, you must be careful..."
"It's alright," Tang Yuefu said, seeing her daughter's state, and didn't say anything more. She only left a message saying, "Wait for my good news," and then got up to meet Nie Yan, who was chasing after them.
Tang Yuefu first met her son, then turned west and flew away, with Nie Yan following closely behind, leaving Nie Wanrong aside.
Seeing Nie Yan chasing after her, Tang Yuefu knew her daughter was temporarily safe, and her heart finally settled. She began to carefully consider how to deal with her current predicament. Given her current state, her internal lust was not yet cleared. If she rashly went down now, she might very well follow in her daughter's footsteps, having been aroused by her son's boundless desire before she could even offer Nie Yan oral sex or masturbation, and then be wantonly played with by him. But if she let Nie Yan endure it, she didn't know what the negative consequences would be. The struggle between familial affection and ethics entangled in her mind, leaving Tang Yuefu in a dilemma.
Just as Tang Yuefu was lost in thought, a sudden commotion arose ahead. Unbeknownst to her, she had arrived at the forest where the immortal apes dwelled. Looking into the distance, she saw two baby immortal apes playing among the trees, but their parents were nowhere to be seen.
Tang Yuefu's mind raced, and in the blink of an eye, she had a plan. The current situation required the two little monkeys to distract her son while she quickly expelled the evil poison from her body, and then figure out a way to subdue Nie Yan.
Tang Yuefu had made up her mind, so she didn't hesitate any longer. She spun in the air and landed on the heads of the baby immortal apes. The two baby immortal apes had already noticed their master's arrival, but they didn't know what Tang Yuefu intended. They simply squatted on the tree, scratching their ears and cheeks, their bright eyes staring at their master with a bewildered expression.
Tang Yuefu gestured and said, "I have urgent business to attend to right now, so I need you to play with Yan'er for a while. I'll come back to pick him up when I'm done, okay?"
Seeing that they had nodded to show that they understood, Tang Yuefu had the two little monkeys guard Nie Yan's path, while she flew to a lush tree, hid herself, held her breath, and nervously watched the movements below.
A moment later, Nie Yan, naked, arrived at the tree where Tang Yuefu was hiding. The two little monkeys, upon seeing him, ran over, each grabbing one of his small hands, chattering incessantly, wanting him to play with them. Nie
Yan, his face grim, circled the monkeys a few times, then suddenly chuckled, "Mother and sister have disappeared somewhere, perfect for venting my frustrations!"
With that, Nie Yan clasped his hands together in front of his chest, chanting incantations. He then pressed his hands forward into the air, shouting "Freeze!" He had used a "Freeze Spell" he had never practiced before. The two little monkeys froze on the spot, unable to move an inch. Although their eyes blazed with fury, they couldn't even utter a sound.
Nie Yan knelt on the ground, spread the little female monkey's legs, and, holding his thick, erect penis, thrust it straight into the monkey's genitals. The little female monkey's genitals were stretched wide open. The pain of the foreign object invading her made her open her mouth to cry out, but she couldn't make a sound. She could only silently endure Nie Yan's attack.
Nie Yan leaned down, using his body weight to push his penis to the end of her genitals. Then, his little buttocks rose and fell, and he thrust forcefully into her genitals. Nie Yan's large penis was also unbearable for the little female monkey. Each thrust brought
her greater pain. She looked helplessly at the treetop where Tang Yuefu was hiding, her eyes full of pleading. Tang Yuefu couldn't bear it and turned her head to the side, only to find the little male monkey glaring at her angrily. She forced an apologetic smile on her face and sighed inwardly, "Don't blame me, I didn't know it would be like this. Alas... I can only blame fate for playing tricks on me..."
Nie Yan laughed triumphantly as he thrust his large penis rapidly into the little female monkey's body. Suddenly, he noticed that the little male monkey lying on the ground beside him had also become erect. Perhaps due to the stimulation he was seeing, the not-too-large penis peeked out from the thick fur, standing upright and quite conspicuous.
Nie Yan reached out and grabbed the erect penis, saying coldly, "Do you want to compete with me? Bah... Die... You ignorant beast..." With that, he twisted and pulled the little male monkey's penis out of its body, and a large amount of blood gushed from its crotch, dripping onto the ground.
"Ah..." Tang Yuefu exclaimed in shock. She couldn't believe that her usually kind and innocent son had become so cruel. Although Tang Yuefu didn't want this to happen, it was too late, and she could only watch helplessly. Fortunately, Nie Yan let out a burst of wild laughter when he pulled out the penis, covering her scream. Otherwise, if he knew that his mother was in the tree next to him, who knows what would happen.
On this side, after tearing off the little monkey's genitals, Nie Yan, watching the bright red blood gushing out like a spring, seemed to have his latent evil awakened. He reached out and broke off the little monkey's limbs one by one, casually tossing them around. The poor little monkey couldn't move and could only let this little devil run rampant. Blood dripped from its severed limbs, leaving red bloodstains on the ground, which quickly mixed together to form a dark red swamp. Nie
Yan seemed not to be satisfied yet. He grabbed the little monkey's head with one hand and its mutilated body with the other, and with a forceful pull, he ripped the little monkey's head off its neck. Tang Yuefu's vision blurred, and she nearly lost her balance and fell from the tree. Anxiety filled her heart. "Yan'er, do you know what you're doing? They were your childhood playmates... You... why did you become like this..."
Nie Yan tossed the male monkey's head aside, picked up the female monkey, and made her straddle him. He laughed triumphantly, "Hahaha... the eyesore is gone, let's have some fun..."
He gently lay down, his hands on the female monkey's waist, and thrust his large penis into her orifice repeatedly from below. Having been inside her for some time, the female monkey's orifice had adapted to the size of his penis, and it was even secreting lubricating fluid, making Nie Yan's thrusting movements smoother.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Nie Yan and the little female monkey's point of contact was directly facing Tang Yuefu, who was hiding behind the leaves. From Tang Yuefu's angle, she could see the entire process of the penis turning and thrusting inside the
little female monkey's genitals. Tang Yuefu watched as her son's penis disappeared into the little female monkey's fur time and time again, and heard the sounds of "splish-splish" sounds of lustful fluids. At some point, her hands had already touched her breasts, feeling her heart pounding strongly.
Her fingers unconsciously pinched her nipples, her vagina overflowing with fluids that soaked her undergarments. Waves of lust swept over her body and mind, and the effects of the "Nine Yang Evil Essence" she had swallowed earlier began to take hold. Tang Yuefu felt hot all over, having long forgotten her identity and her current situation. Her mind was filled with the moving scenes of lovemaking between men and women.
Suddenly, Nie Yan grabbed one of the baby monkey's hind legs and cried out, "Mother, I want you..."
Then, with a forceful pull, he cleaved the baby monkey in two, its internal organs and blood gushing out, staining him a blood-soaked mess.
Nie Yan leaped to his feet, his blood-stained red penis trembling and throbbing, still so firm and powerful. He raised his hands to the sky, crying out in anguish, "Mother...where are you...Yan'er is in so much pain..."
Tang Yuefu, in a daze, heard her son's cry. Without thinking, she jumped from the tree, her trembling hands outstretched in response to her son's call: "My son...your mother is here..."

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