【Jade Rakshasa】

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Night, Beijing.
Red lanterns hung high above the gates of Zhenyuan Escort Agency, firecrackers crackled, and
a band of musicians played festive music.
Dozens of tables were set up in the agency's courtyard and surrounding corridors, filled with distinguished guests, cups clinking… The hundreds of guests attending this banquet were no ordinary people; they were all figures from all corners of the country.
Leaders of various sects—Wudang, Kongtong, Qingcheng…
The heads of bandits, outlaws, and river pirates from all over the country, and the owners and chief escorts of the thirty-six major escort agencies controlling the bodyguard business across China.
The scene was unprecedented, a gathering of both the legitimate and illegitimate worlds.
For tonight was Du Feng's fiftieth birthday.
Du Feng was the big boss of Zhenyuan Escort Agency and the leader of the alliance of thirty-six escort agencies nationwide.
Eight years ago, the underworld of the country fought each other for territory, a bloodbath that lasted for three months, and no one could stop it.
Barehanded and relying solely on his exceptional martial arts skills, Du Feng visited various mountain strongholds and river strongholds, defeating their invincible warriors. After their surrender, they calmed down, began negotiations, redefined territories, and quelled the disputes.
Despite this significant victory, Du Feng did not seek personal gain; instead, he formed sworn brotherhoods with the various leaders, earning the unanimous respect of both the legitimate and illegitimate factions.
Three years prior, during a martial arts tournament at Mount Hua, Du Feng, wielding his Qinghong Sword, fought for three days and three nights, defeating masters from both Mount Hua and Wudang, earning the title of "Number One Swordsman Under Heaven."
Therefore, it is understandable that figures from both the legitimate and illegitimate worlds came to offer their congratulations on Du Feng's fiftieth birthday.
A fiftieth birthday marks the pinnacle of his career, martial arts skills, and reputation.
No wonder Du Feng was so smug, holding a large cup of wine, mingling with his guests, frequently urging them to drink, seemingly determined to make them drink until they were completely drunk.
Zhenyuan Escort Agency, the largest escort agency in the country, boasts over two hundred rooms, with all four main gates (east, west, south, and north) wide open.
Normally, the agency is heavily guarded, but today there were no guards.
Why such carelessness?
The reason is simple: hundreds of experts from both the legitimate and criminal worlds are seated in the courtyard. Even an army couldn't do anything to them, let alone ordinary assassins and petty thieves.
Since the leaders of both sides are present, no one will bother Du Feng.
Therefore, all the staff of Zhenyuan Escort Agency are sitting in their rooms, eating and drinking heartily.
However, things are often unpredictable!
Just as the banquet was in full swing, an assassin arrived!
An assassin, one person, one sword.
One person, one woman.
One sword, a rusty iron sword!
"A sword?" The hundreds of guests in the courtyard fell silent. Today was a birthday celebration, and according to the rules of the martial arts world, weapons were not allowed. Therefore, all the heroes had come barehanded.
However, in the center of the courtyard, this woman stood quietly, a sword slung across her back.
Bringing a weapon meant she wasn't a friend!
In the martial world, it was either friend or foe! The once bustling courtyard, filled with hundreds of highly skilled guests, all stared in astonishment at this woman.
This woman, about thirty years old, tall and slender with a pretty face, didn't look like an assassin at first glance, but rather like a lady from a respectable family.
Du Feng, of course, also saw this audacious woman, so he bowed to her and said, "Today is Du Feng's birthday. Young lady, what brings you here with your sword?" The woman smiled slightly: "I challenge you!" These words caused an uproar. A frail woman dared to challenge Du Feng?
"Oh?" Du Feng hesitated.
He wasn't afraid; with forty years of experience, he feared no one in the martial world.
He hesitated because of curiosity.
"Young lady, what is your name?" "My name is Qin Bing." "Qin Bing? What shall we compete in?" "A sword fight." These words shocked the entire arena. Du Feng was ranked as the number one swordsman in the world; countless people had died by his sword.
This Qin Bing actually wanted to fight him? Wasn't she asking for trouble?
"Young lady, since it's a martial arts contest, there must be a winner and a loser. What would you like to bet on?" Du Feng asked politely.
Decades of roaming the martial world had instilled in him a cautious nature.
"If Qin Bing's conditions are too harsh, I can rightfully refuse her," Du Feng thought.
Why did Du Feng want to refuse? It wasn't that he was afraid of losing, but rather that his opponent was just a woman. Defeating Qin Bing wouldn't bring him much prestige, and besides, it was his birthday; fighting would spoil the atmosphere.
Qin Bing looked at Du Feng and smiled seductively, "My conditions are very generous. If I lose, I'll strip naked in front of all these guests..." Upon hearing this, both the righteous and the villainous in the audience couldn't help but drool. How alluring would such a beautiful woman be if she were naked?
"If I win..." Qin Bing said, and the entire audience burst into laughter. This seemingly frail woman really dared to dream of winning?
"Young lady, please tell us, what if you win?" "I'll also strip naked and, in front of everyone, make love with Master Du..." The guests all thought Qin Bing must be crazy! Whether she won or lost, she wanted to strip naked for Du Feng to play with. What kind of martial arts competition was this? Even if she
was insane, the righteous and the villainous in the audience were eager to see Qin Bing's naked body. So, the entire audience shouted in unison,
"Brother Du, come down and fight!" With hundreds of people cheering, Du Feng hesitated again. Refusing would spoil the fun for the guests, and these were his future friends on the escort route—people he couldn't afford to offend.
"Alright! I'll make a fool of myself," Du Feng said, ordering his apprentice to fetch an ordinary sword and walking to face Qin Bing.
Qin Bing also drew her rusty sword.
*Clang, clang, clang*, swords clashed, light flashed… After a few rounds, a man collapsed in the courtyard.
It was Du Feng.
Du Feng had been struck in acupoints by Qin Bing, rendering him immobile and lying on the ground.
All the guests were stunned!
Of course, if everyone stepped forward, they could also kill Qin Bing and rescue Du Feng.
However, no one made a move, because everyone wanted to see if Qin Bing would keep her promise and strip naked… Qin Bing looked at everyone, smiled sweetly, and reached out to unbutton her clothes. A moment later, a naked beauty appeared before them… high, firm breasts, black pubic hair… The courtyard was silent; everyone was stunned… Qin Bing then knelt down and undressed Du Feng completely… It seemed she truly wanted Du Feng to have sex with her.
Just who was she? Her martial arts were incredibly high; she defeated Du Feng, yet offered her own body? If Du Feng were a handsome young man, it wouldn't matter, but he was a fifty-year-old man… Everyone was wondering about this. Then
, Qin Bing stripped Du Feng naked, stood up, and looked at everyone.
"Don't be surprised, everyone. I have my reasons for doing this. Fifteen years ago, I was just a fifteen-year-old girl. One day, in a forest outside Beijing, I met Du Feng and his six friends. The seven of them gang-raped me on the spot. Later, I went to Japan, studied Japanese ninjutsu, and trained hard for fifteen years. Today, I finally defeated Du Feng. However, I won't kill him like this. I want to have a second duel with Di." As she spoke, Qin Bing squatted down, grabbed Du Feng's penis with one hand, and said to Di with a grin, "I will try my best to provoke you. If you ejaculate within an hour, you will lose, and I will kill you!" At this moment, everyone realized that Qin Bing was using Du Feng's own methods against him, taking revenge with her body. Immediately, one of Du Feng's disciples wanted to rush out to save him.
Qin Bing smiled and looked at Du Feng: "If anyone dares to barge in, I'm sorry, I'll have to crush your..." She gripped Du Feng's penis, ready to snap it open with a single forceful movement... "No one is allowed to come up!" Du Feng was terrified and shouted.
Then, Qin Bing's hand began to move... up and down, gripping and manipulating... Du Feng had practiced internal energy cultivation; as long as he circulated his qi, he could achieve perfect stillness, impervious to all thoughts. He thought that if he could endure an hour without ejaculating, Qin Bing would keep her promise and spare his life... Du Feng tried to circulate his qi, but all his acupoints had been sealed by Qin Bing, his meridians blocked, and he couldn't circulate it.
Now, he could only leave it to fate. Du Feng silently prayed to the Bodhisattva.
"Don't get hard!" Qin Bing's slender fingers massaged up and down... Du Feng tried his best to calm himself down, thinking about other things... Sure enough, his penis was still soft... Qin Bing smiled sweetly, her fingers increasing the speed of the massage... A tingling sensation came from his penis... His penis slowly straightened... Du Feng was so frightened that cold sweat appeared on his forehead... "No, don't get hard!" He secretly groaned, desperately trying to control himself... But, his penis seemed to be out of control, straightening and hardening... Qin Bing smiled victoriously: "Hero Du, your penis is erect, you're one step closer to your death!" Du Feng quickly closed his eyes... Suddenly, he felt a chill at the tip of his penis!
Opening his eyes, Du Feng saw Qin Bing bending over, opening her cherry-like mouth, and taking the tip of his penis into her mouth… Du Feng dared not look at Qin Bing, because she was swaying her two large breasts, enticing Du Feng's red lips to sweetly kiss them… her tongue sweetly licking them… It was an incredibly erotic scene, yet also an incredibly terrifying one… The penis trembled, it swelled… All the guests were dumbfounded, they had never seen anything like it!
Never seen revenge like this!
Never seen execution like this!
Death drew ever closer amidst the pleasure… Du Feng was almost crying from being sucked, the intense pleasure from the golden spear almost ecstatic… A surge of heat was building and churning within him… Now, Du Feng dared not cry for help; the golden spear was in Qin Bing's mouth, just one bite from her… Qin Bing spat out the golden spear, grinning, and said, “Great Hero Du, you’re one step closer to death…” Then, Qin Bing stood up, straddled Du Feng, lifted the golden spear, and sealed her entrance… A feeling of fullness and tightness enveloped the golden spear, generating immense stimulation… Qin Bing twisted her waist, moving up and down… The golden spear thrust in and out of the fleshy orifice… The guests were speechless, watching this live sex show… No one harbored any lustful thoughts, only a sense of terror: Would Du Feng ejaculate?
Du Feng, while enjoying the boundless pleasure, was completely captivated... The golden spear throbbed at the entrance, sending waves of pleasure through his body... Waves of heat surged through him, reaching their limit... Qin Bing laughed happily, her hips moving even more vigorously up and down... Du Feng knew he was losing control, and he couldn't help but cry out, "Spare me, Lady Qin Bing, spare me..." Qin Bing seemed not to hear him, she moved even more intensely... "Ah..." Du Feng screamed wildly!
This was the scream of joyful ejaculation!
This was the scream of impending death! Du Feng
had ejaculated, would he die?
To find out what happens next, please read the next chapter.
Under Qin Bing's constant teasing, Du Feng finally lost control and ejaculated in ecstasy.
All the guests watching stared in disbelief, like puppets... White semen, mercilessly spraying... A victorious smile appeared on Qin Bing's face.
Du Feng's face turned deathly pale.
At this point, Du Feng no longer cared about his pride. The title of "Number One Swordsman Under Heaven" and the title of Grand Alliance Leader were nothing compared to his life.
"Heroine, spare my life..." he pleaded, tears streaming down his face, like a child. "Back then, when you gang-raped me, I cried and begged you in the same way..." Qin Bing's smile vanished, replaced by a coldness.
"Back then, I was young and foolish..." Du Feng continued to plead,
"If you spare my life, I'll offer you all my wealth..." "Too late!" Qin Bing stood up, coldly staring at Du Feng.
"Before the duel, I made a condition for it. Now, I'm fulfilling my promise and seeking justice!" Before she finished speaking, a flash of sword light and a flash of blood appeared!
"Ah..." a scream pierced the air.
Qin Bing had severed Du Feng's penis with her sword.
Du Feng was in excruciating pain, but his acupoints were sealed, rendering him immobile; he could only scream stiffly.
The guests were all terrified, but none dared to step forward to save Du Feng.
This Soul-Snatching Jade Rakshasa was simply too terrifying; no one wanted to provoke her at this moment.
Qin Bing was completely naked… her face still bearing a terrifying smile… “I originally intended to take your life, but now I’ve only castrated you, because I am a merciful female Rakshasa.” She slowly picked up her clothes and calmly dressed in front of everyone, saying, “I’ve already tracked down your other six accomplices. They are all influential figures now. I will settle accounts with them one by one and seek justice for each of them.” Qin Bing put on her clothes, and with a 'whoosh,' leaped onto the roof and disappeared before everyone’s eyes.
All the guests silently left Zhenyuan Escort Agency with their belongings.
In the courtyard, Du Feng was left barely alive.
No one paid him any attention.
He might survive, but he would be forever erased from the stage of the martial arts world… People no longer spoke of “Du Feng,” the once-illustrious name that shook both the righteous and the wicked.
Now, people frequently mentioned “Qin Bing.”
This Soul-Snatching Jade Rakshasa’s name resounded throughout the land, shocking both the righteous and the wicked.
People curiously followed her trail of revenge… Soon after, news arrived that General Zhao Yi had been castrated in his desert camp. People immediately knew that Zhao Yi was one of the six men who had gang-raped Qin Bing with Du Feng.
What about the remaining five? Soon after, news spread:
Zeng Wei, the instructor of the 800,000 Imperial Guards, was castrated by Qin Bing in front of the entire Imperial Guards within the palace.
Yu Changfeng, the leader of the Money Gang, was also castrated at a gang-wide meeting in front of his disciples.
Zhu Baiwan, the richest man in Yunnan, was also castrated while doing business with his partners.
Master Baiyun of Longwu Mountain was also castrated at a sect leader meeting.
Now, only one person remained.
The six men who had already been castrated were all prominent figures, causing a sensation in the martial arts world.
"Now, who's next?" people discussed amongst themselves, some even making bets.
It was like a very entertaining play, now reaching its climax.
This seventh person would be the protagonist of that climax.
Who was he? A high-ranking official in the court, a chivalrous hero of the martial arts world, or just a commoner?
This fascinating topic captivated the entire society. Everyone was utterly mesmerized.
Finally, one day, people learned that Qin Bing had arrived in Hangzhou.
The picturesque West Lake—now, Qin Bing had arrived by boat at a small island on the lake.
She still carried that rusty iron sword.
Clearly, she had come to find the seventh person.
The island? This news immediately caused a sensation throughout Hangzhou. Many people flocked to a green patch on the island, where the two about to duel stood face to face, each holding a sword.
Like the previous six, if Qin Bing won, she would still use every means to provoke her opponent, induce him to ejaculate, and then castrate him—something everyone was familiar with.
However, Qin Bing's opponent was astonishing and unbelievable.
Because this opponent was actually a monk.
An old monk.
A highly accomplished old monk.
He was none other than Master Fazhu, the eminent monk of Lingyin Temple.
The onlookers whispered among themselves.
"I never imagined that the highly respected Master Fazhu would be a member of a gang of thugs." "Truly, you can't judge a book by its cover." "That's not entirely true; perhaps Master Fazhu has been wronged." Hearing this, Master Fazhu faced the crowd and loudly proclaimed, "Qin Bing did not wrong me!" His words shocked everyone present.
"In my youth, I was indeed a notorious womanizer. Later, I repented and became a monk." Master Fazhu's frankness, his complete lack of concealment of his crimes, surprised Qin Bing.
"Master Fazhu, considering your frankness, I will spare you. If you castrate yourself, I will spare you the humiliation." Master Fazhu sneered, "Although I deserve my punishment, castration is a shameful and humiliating punishment that I absolutely cannot accept." Qin Bing was furious: "You won't listen to reason, so here you are! Fine, I'll let you taste the humiliation!" As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Bing brandished his iron sword and pounced, unleashing a furious attack.
Master Fazhu, also a martial arts master, wielded an iron sword and fought Qin Bing to the death.
After a hundred rounds of fierce combat, one of them fell.
It was Master Fazhu.
The master was indignant: "Now I understand why you could win every battle with a rusty iron sword. It's because the rust contains poison. Once your opponent inhales the rust particles, they lose their internal energy. But you have the antidote in your mouth, so you're unharmed." Qin Bing smiled slightly: "As expected of a master. I came here for revenge, not to spar with you. There's no need to talk about fairness." Qin Bing said, and with a flick of her finger, she struck Master Fazhu's pressure point.
Then, as usual, she smiled sweetly and, in front of everyone, reached out and untied her sash… Her clothes slipped down, revealing her fair breasts… her slender, rounded waist… her long, shapely legs, with a tuft of black hair between them… The onlookers were all men, and seeing such a beautiful and alluring body, their hearts raced… Master Fazhu closed his eyes. He knew Qin Bing was a beauty, but as long as he didn't become aroused, didn't ejaculate, Qin Bing would keep her word and spare his life.
No one wants to die, and monks are no exception.
Qin Bing squatted down and undressed Master Fazhu… allowing his genitals to be played with by her.
In no time, Master Fazhu was completely naked… Qin Bing's hands began to move… up and down, gripping and pinching… Master Fazhu's acupoints were sealed, preventing him from circulating his true energy, so he could only let Qin Bing play with his genitals… The previous six men couldn't pass this test; they became aroused as she touched them, and then couldn't help but ejaculate, because they were all men.
But Master Fazhu was different.
He had long practiced Buddhism and chanted scriptures, so even without using his internal energy, his mind was as still as water! Qin Bing examined his penis, stroking it for a long time, only to find it still limp and lifeless.
Qin Bing was secretly amazed; all six castrated men had become erect after being touched by her.
"Tonight, I've met a formidable opponent." Qin Bing changed her technique, using all ten fingers… as if playing a zither, as if pressing a flute… fast or slow, light or heavy… Master Fazhu felt it; a strange sensation, a slight numbness, came from his penis… He was startled, further clarifying his thoughts, entering a state of deep meditation, suppressing his desires… Qin Bing's ten fingers worked tirelessly for a long time, but Master Fazhu's penis remained unchanged, drooping listlessly… "Well done, Fazhu!" Qin Bing dared not be negligent; she bent down, opened her bright red cherry-like mouth, and took it in. Although Fazhu's eyes were closed, he felt it.
A warm, moist sensation... Red lips intimately sucking... Tongues gently teasing... Master Fazhu couldn't help but feel his heart tremble... "Oh no!" he cried out inwardly, quickly reciting the Heart Sutra.
On the fleshy rod on the ground, a struggle between two forces was brewing.
One was the immense physical temptation, stimulating the nerves in his most sensitive areas... The other was the spiritual nourishment cultivated over decades, desperately suppressing the deep-seated desires within him... Qin Bing's mouth tightly held him... She sucked hard... Her hands were simultaneously moving between Master Fazhu's legs... Master Fazhu's heart raced... His breathing became heavy... Qin Bing felt the change in her mouth... "Almost there! This old monk can't hold back anymore...!" She increased the intensity, the speed, the tightness... Master Fazhu's forehead was covered in sweat, his face pale... He never thought that his decades of cultivation would be unable to resist the temptation of a young girl... "This is the temptation of death!" His reason warned his body.
However, the body, like a rebellious child, wouldn't listen, wouldn't listen, and developed on its own.
Swelling appeared, little by little… little by little.
Qin Bing was secretly delighted, her small mouth working even harder.
Fazhu was terrified, desperately trying to control himself… It changed, it became thicker, it became harder… To find out what happens next, stay tuned for the next chapter.
Now, Qin Bing and Master Fazhu were engaged in a life-or-death duel in the most intimate way… Qin Bing's red lips were hot and burning… Her tongue was fast and agile… Master Fazhu discovered that his decades of cultivation couldn't resist Qin Bing's temptation… Swelling, like a steamed bun soaking in water… Hardening, like a steamed bun drying in the sun… Heat, like a steamed bun stuffed in a steamer… An unprecedented pleasure… Master Fazhu's breathing became rapid… His heart was pounding… Qin Bing was secretly delighted; it seemed this highly skilled old monk wasn't so formidable after all.
She spat out Master Fazhu's penis... her mouth was covered in saliva... She wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth, looked at Master Fazhu's hard and erect penis, and couldn't help but sneer... She stood up, her breasts trembling... Master Fazhu hurriedly closed his eyes.
This female body was truly terrifying!
Qin Bing straddled him, riding on Master Fazhu's naked body.
She began to move up and down... This opening was even more terrifying than the one above... Muscles rubbed tightly together... Every movement produced an itchy feeling.
Every movement produced a numb feeling.
Master Fazhu suddenly realized that his own body had so many sensations... He was also surprised to find that Qin Bing's simple up-and-down movements produced the most complex sensations... No matter how much a man's muscles rubbed against each other, he felt nothing. But when a man's muscles rubbed against a woman's muscles, an incomparably wonderful pleasure was produced... "What exactly is a woman's body made of?" Master Fazhu couldn't help but wonder.
Qin Bing patiently went up and down... a simple, repetitive motion, each movement reaching the very tip, each movement penetrating to the very root... the simple repetition produced a stimulation that was not simple, nor was it repetition, but rather a doubled stimulation... Master Fazhu felt a surge of fear... he hurriedly began reciting the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures.
The Mahayana Buddhist scriptures are also a supreme Buddhist text. Master Fazhu, having studied them for decades, could naturally recite them fluently.
For others, reciting scriptures might be a tedious and boring task.
However, for Master Fazhu, the scriptures had become one with his life.
Therefore, although his acupoints were sealed, preventing him from using internal energy, reciting the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures instantly brought him to a state of perfect tranquility, devoid of all thoughts and desires.
His initial lustful impulses gradually subsided, becoming gentle and serene… although his penis remained erect. His
mind was empty and devoid of anything.
This was truly a wondrous phenomenon; body and mind were at odds, lust and morality coexisted within one person.
Qin Bing continued her up-and-down movements… but Master Fazhu was no longer afraid; the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures had given him a weapon of self-defense.
This was a battle between Buddha and a demoness.
Qin Bing also sensed something was wrong.
What she was holding was originally burning hot.
Now, the object was cold, like a wooden stick.
A woman's body is the most sensitive. Qin Bing immediately sensed that Master Fazhu was indeed a formidable opponent, and she couldn't help but secretly lament, "I underestimated the monk." Yes, the six enemies she had punished were all ordinary people; once their acupoints were sealed and their internal energy lost, they couldn't resist the temptation of lust.
However, Master Fazhu was a monk!
Monks usually seek inner peace through chanting scriptures, and don't need internal energy cultivation at all.
Especially someone like Master Fazhu, who became a monk at a young age and has chanted scriptures for decades, reaching a state of perfection.
He doesn't need internal energy cultivation to achieve inner peace and escape the temptation of lust.
Qin Bing was anxious: "If I can't get the old monk to release his pent-up desires, how can I save face?" However, when Qin Bing was studying ninjutsu in Japan, she had specifically focused on sexual techniques.
Unhurriedly, she increased the speed of her movements… She also subtly contracted her vaginal muscles… The friction intensified… The sexual stimulation intensified… The lustful stimulation intensified… A flush rose on her face… Her round eyes were filled with provocation… A seductive moan escaped her nostrils… Her white flesh writhed softly… Her breasts, like two papayas, swayed violently… This extremely lewd behavior was bolder than that of a prostitute. The men watching around her drooled, greedily staring at Qin Bing… Some young men with insufficient self-control had already secretly ejaculated in their pants… Master Fazhu was also challenged.
His penis was tightly wrapped by Qin Bing's tender flesh, tighter, closer, and rubbing even more… Unconsciously, his penis swelled even more.
It swelled to twice its original size… It swelled to three times its original size… The speed of the swelling made even Master Fazhu feel incredulous. He was at a loss... The Mahayana Buddhist scriptures had lost their effect. Worse still, the scriptures, which had acted as a dam, had held back the raging flood of lust, providing him with temporary inner peace and release.
But now, under Qin Bing's new onslaught, that dam had unknowingly collapsed.
With the dam breached, the pent-up floodwaters burst forth... the flood of lust became even more ferocious... it overwhelmed morality and drowned out reason... Master Fazhu felt completely immersed in unparalleled pleasure, floating as if he had ascended to immortality... His penis continued to swell... the friction intensified... This friction brought pleasure not only to Master Fazhu but also to Qin Bing herself.
This was the only man among her seven enemies who had given her pleasure!
"What's wrong with me? This is an enemy!" Yes. Although Qin Bing used the most despicable methods of revenge, she had never experienced lust.
But, inexplicably, she had developed pleasure while dealing with this old monk.
This is because Master Fazhu's penis is so special.
It was originally small, smaller than others. Even when erect, it wasn't large.
However, after the 'Mahayana Buddhist Scripture' became ineffective, it miraculously swelled up, doubling, tripling... Now, it filled Qin Bing's body... full, full, and satisfying... Now, every friction from Qin Bing brought her incredibly intense stimulation... Every pore of her body was filled with a pleasurable feeling... She closed her eyes, fully enjoying it... Her waist swayed more powerfully... Her breasts swayed even more violently... "Ah... ah..." she couldn't help but cry out... It was a joyful cry... "Ah... ah..." This was Master Fazhu's cry... He was also crying out joyfully... Now, Qin Bing's mind was no longer filled with the anger of revenge... She only had the thought of enjoyment... Master Fazhu's mind was no longer filled with the 'Mahayana Buddhist Scripture'.
He was only filled with thoughts of enjoyment… Qin Bing moved even more urgently… She suddenly leaned down, her hands embracing Master Fazhu’s head… Her red lips pressed down… She kissed Fazhu’s mouth tightly… Tongue licking tongue… Lips kissing lips… A sweet sensation spread from her mouth to her heart… “Ah… Ah…” Qin Bing’s hair was disheveled… Her face flushed, as if covered in a thousand layers of rouge… Master Fazhu’s whole body went numb… He had lost all resistance… “I… am… going to… cum…!” Don’t misunderstand, it wasn’t Master Fazhu who said this, but Qin Bing who took the initiative!
She had reached orgasm!
She, like a man, felt the urge to release!
Qin Bing couldn’t help but moan… Her vaginal muscles contracted violently… She was completely exhausted… She lost it… She kissed wildly… The frenzied sensation in her vagina was also transmitted to Fazhu’s penis.
The penis also felt the orgasm… It swelled again… A flood surged forth… “I can’t take it anymore!” Fazhu groaned.
“I’m going to cum too!” This time, it was finally Fazhu’s turn to shout!
Although ejaculation meant certain death, he didn't care!
Enjoyment was paramount! What did death matter!
"Ah…!" Fazhu cried out!
He ejaculated!
"Ah! You're burning my flower core!" Qin Bing couldn't help but cry out as well!
Fazhu collapsed, breathing heavily.
Everyone around breathed a sigh of relief. Everything was the same as the previous six men; the man had lost again!
Master Fazhu was about to be castrated!
The naked Qin Bing stood up and faced the men watching the spectacle, saying, "I originally came for revenge, but Master Fazhu gave me the greatest joy of my life. Now, I will no longer harm him; I am willing to serve him for the rest of my life!" The surrounding people were astonished.
Master Fazhu also stood up and said to the crowd, "I have been a Buddhist for sixty years, and only today have I tasted the pleasures of sex. I will no longer be a fool; I want to return to secular life, I want to marry Qin Bing, and enjoy the rest of our lives together!" Amidst the applause and congratulations of the crowd, Master Fazhu and Qin Bing, hand in hand, transformed enmity into love and went to enjoy their sex life.

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