Embrace all the beauties in the world

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On this day, Fan Liangji, Han Bai, and Zhang Bai, along with Xu Yeyue, casually packed their luggage and headed towards Cihang Jing'an.
Although this matter was of great importance to the martial arts world, only a few people knew about it. Fan Liangji feared that such a trip might alert the enemy, so he suggested that the four treat it as a normal sightseeing trip. Zhang and Han Bai both agreed. The four of them walked and played, admiring the beautiful scenery, and almost missed their lodging.
Upon arriving at the inn, Fan Liangji called out to the innkeeper, "Bring out all the food you have! My stomach is growling with hunger!" Han Bai, with his arm around Xu Yeyue's shoulder, laughed and joked, "Yes, yes, bring out whatever you have, otherwise, if my stomach starts growling on its own, that would be terrifying!" After saying this, Han Bai and Xu Yeyue laughed so hard they almost cried.
Having witnessed the "wanderer's" unrestrained and wild nature, Zhang Zhongyu shook his head, thinking to himself, "Han Bai truly lives up to his reputation as a wanderer; he remains so calm even after learning about the Cihang Jing'an incident." Just then, Fan Liangji winked at Zhang Zhongyu and whispered, "Brother Zhang, from now on, let's not mention Cihang Jing'an again on the road. If Cihang Jing'an is truly controlled by an unknown organization, there will definitely be many spies along the way. We must be careful." After saying this, the innkeeper placed a large basket of char siu and many other unidentified dishes in front of the four of them: "Please enjoy, guests. These are the best dishes in our inn." Upon seeing this, Han Bai began to eat heartily without regard for appearances.
Zhang Zhongyu nodded: "Yes, I understand." Just as Zhang Zhongyu put down his chopsticks, he turned to Fan Liangji and asked, "What did you think of Zheng He yesterday, Senior?" Fan Liangji, crossing his legs, said, "Speaking of that guy, I couldn't stand the sight of him. Humph, I bet he's no good. Smooth-talking but doing shady things." Xu Yeyue interjected, "Yes, even a true villain is better than this hypocrite." Zhang Zhongyu pondered, "This man's eyes remained completely still, and although his footwork was completely haphazard, he effortlessly dodged Brother Han's punch." Fan Liangji frowned and said, "That was the Drunken Immortal Step, a technique that transcends mere intoxication, extremely powerful. But... why would this reclusive master, who has always lived in seclusion, pass on his unique skills to such a strange and pedantic scholar?" Han and Zhang looked at each other, speechless.
Fan Liangji finally concluded, "To hell with Zheng He, he poses no threat to us anyway. Once we've settled this matter, we can slowly investigate his background. Are we afraid we won't be able to deal with him then?" Han Bai also laughed heartily, "Yes, let's settle this matter first, then we'll deal with that damned freak." With that, he revealed his snow-white, even teeth with a laugh, the power of his demonic seed dazzling every woman present.
Fan and Han, the old man and the young man, had weathered many storms together and developed an excellent understanding. Even while chatting and laughing, they didn't forget to be aware of any enemy spies. Han Bai and Liangji each focused their energy on their ears, clearly hearing every murmur and whisper in the inn.
Just then, Han Bai seemed to faintly hear the sound of metal clashing. He and Liangji exchanged a glance; clearly, Liangji had also heard the sound. The two listened more carefully and heard roars again. They couldn't think of anything other than a fight between weapons. Just
as Fan and Han were about to speak, Zhang Zhongyu raised an eyebrow, his eyes flashing with light, and said, "There's the sound of metal clashing in the distance. Would you two like to come and see?" As he spoke, his face radiated a heroic spirit, revealing a captivating charm that was in no way inferior to Han Bai's demonic allure!
Zhang Zhongyu's words were highly provocative, and Fan Liangji immediately understood, thinking, "Good, this kid is arrogant and proud, now he's challenging my lightness skill." He laughed and said, "What's the problem? Han Bai will naturally come along!" Han Bai laughed, "Old Fan has said so, how can I say no?" Xu Yeyue said to Zhang Zhongyu, "Yeah, don't put on that intimidating face." While Xu Yeyue said this, she was actually intimidated by Zhang Zhongyu's earlier display of power, her heart pounding.
Han Bai didn't reply to Xu Yeyue's words, but simply said to her, "Wait here for us, we'll be back in a moment." As soon as Han Bai finished speaking, Zhang Zhongyu leaped out the door like an arrow, disappearing in an instant. His display of unparalleled speed and agility only fueled Liang Ji's competitive spirit. He slammed his hand on the table and shouted, "Han boy, aren't you coming? Don't embarrass yourself!" He too vanished like smoke.
The three of them hurried for about half a mile, and before they knew it, they had arrived at a secluded forest. From here, they could clearly see people fighting. Liang Ji vaguely saw three figures not far away, so he patted the other two. Upon closer inspection, they saw a middle-aged man of about forty or fifty years old, and a man dressed in strange Hu clothing—a foreigner of indeterminate race, with a full beard and wielding a strange weapon—attacking a woman dressed in blue with a beautiful figure.

The woman wielded a long sword, weaving between her two opponents with agile movements, clearly no weakling.
Han Bai, seeing the girl's exceptional beauty and captivating charm, felt a surge of heroic urges to rescue her.
Zhang Zhongyu, noticing Han Bai's slight movement, reached out and pressed his shoulder, whispering, "Brother Han, don't rush. We don't yet know this person's identity; rashly attacking might lead to mistakes." Seeing the girl showed no signs of defeat, Han Bai replied, "This girl's martial arts are not bad, perhaps even better than Qing Shuang's. How come I've never seen a girl like her before?" Liang Ji laughed and cursed, "You scoundrel, do you really think you can charm the whole world?" As he spoke, the Hu man brandished a snake-like staff at the girl, chanting incantations.
Seeing this, the girl let out a sharp cry, her longsword flashing as she created an impenetrable barrier several feet in front of her. Unexpectedly, the barbarian chuckled coldly, and a cloud of green smoke erupted from the snake's mouth at the tip of his staff, instantly enveloping the girl
. Zhang Zhongyu and Han Bai cried out in alarm, leaping out in unison. Zhang Zhongyu shouted, "What a despicable tactic!" Simultaneously, he arced
his palm in mid-air, unleashing the Nine Yang Palm technique, carrying a scorching wind, towards the cloud of poisonous mist. The powerful palm wind immediately dispersed the poison, revealing the beautiful girl coughing incessantly, her mouth exposed.
Seeing someone intervene, the Hu man's face showed great resentment, muttering something unintelligible. Han Bai, finding his expression comical, chuckled inwardly and shouted, "You barbarian, what foul language are you spouting about me?" Another Han man stepped forward, angrily shouting, "Where did this scoundrel come from, daring to block my way of arresting someone?" The girl's slender figure swayed, and she collapsed to the ground. Zhang Zhongyu quickly stepped forward, catching her and supporting her slender waist. Zhang Zhongyu was startled: "Such a light body."
Fan Liangji angrily cursed, "Two grown men bullying a woman, have you no shame?" After saying a few words to the Hu man, the Han man turned back to Fan Liangji and said, "We gentlemen have a mission. If you value your lives, don't block our way, or we'll kill you without mercy." Han Bai and the others couldn't help but laugh at the Han man's arrogance and disdain for everyone.
Seeing Han Bai and his companions mocking him, the man roared in fury, "Are you courting death?" The Han man stomped his horse forward and unleashed a powerful punch, his martial arts prowess undeniable. Against ordinary martial artists, he might easily defeat them, but today he faced Han Bai, who possessed a demonic seed and whose martial arts were no less than those of a Black List master.
Han Bai laughed heartily and casually flicked his palm. A crisp sound rang out, and the man was slapped across the face, his left cheek bulging high.
Han Bai had only used thirty percent of his strength, yet he had barely shattered the man's facial bones. The Han man, no longer daring to fight, immediately changed his attitude: "It was my ignorance that led me astray! Please… please, great hero, spare my life!" Fan Liangji frowned and said, "Who are you? State your name first!" "I am from the Flying Eagle Sect, my name is Yu Guang." Yu Guang looked terrified, fearing that a single wrong word would cost him his life.
Fan Liangji never expected this man to be so spineless. He sighed, "You think you're worthy of mingling in the martial world? You have no backbone at all!" Yu Guang repeatedly agreed, saying, "Yes...yes...the old man is right." Suddenly, the Hu man beside him pointed his snake staff at Han Bai, and with a snap of the trigger, poisonous mist was released. Little did he know that the demonic seed within Han Bai had already taken hold, making him immune to all poisons.
Fan Liangji was furious and struck Yu Guang with a palm. How could an ordinary person like Yu Guang withstand such force? Before he could even utter a cry, his tendons and bones were broken, and he died with his entire body shattered.
Seeing his companion die from Liang Ji's palm strike, the Hu man was terrified, breaking out in a cold sweat, and fled.
Zhang Zhongyu carried the girl in green back into the woods. The girl remained unconscious, uttering intermittent moans.
Zhang Zhongyu felt the girl's body growing increasingly hot, but even with the medical skills he inherited from his father, he couldn't diagnose the symptoms.
The girl slowly opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes filled with a hazy mist. She reached out her slender hands and tore open her green robe, repeatedly crying out, "So hot... so hot." Zhang Zhongyu was still pondering the girl's symptoms when, in a flash, the girl had already ripped her upper garment to shreds, revealing her flawless white breasts and slender waist to him without reservation.
Zhang Zhongyu shuddered, recalling the poisonous fog released by the Hu people. He thought, "This fog is incredibly vicious. If we hadn't acted in time, this girl would likely have been ravaged." The girl lay in Zhang Zhongyu's arms, writhing her delicate body. The moans emanating from her cherry-like lips were like bewitching whispers, slowly eroding Zhang Zhongyu's reason.
An immense temptation lay before him—a half-naked, exquisitely beautiful girl in his arms. Even a man of great virtue would lose control. For Han Bai, this was the perfect opportunity. But Zhang Zhongyu was not Han Bai. He restrained his reason, helped the girl up, and placed his hand on her smooth, beautiful back, slowly channeling his inner energy, hoping to help her regain her senses.
Her flawless white back presented an incredibly alluring curve, sometimes more captivating than anything else, making it even harder for a man to resist.
Zhang Zhongyu dared not think too much. While calming his mind, he channeled his inner energy into the girl. However, the strange poisonous fog was far too powerful. The inexhaustible flow of Nine Yang True Energy made the girl feel as if her insides were burning. She kept exclaiming, "So hot...so hot..." Suddenly, the girl turned and threw herself into Zhang Zhongyu's arms, her jade arms encircling his strong neck, her soft breasts pressed tightly against his chest. The girl raised her misty, tearful eyes, her beauty breathtaking. Looking at Zhang Zhongyu, she murmured, "Good brother, kiss me..." Her beautiful face, blushing like a peach blossom, and her almost tearful plea for love, would make even a high monk renounce his holiness and return to secular life.
Zhang Zhongyu almost lost his mind. His hands, as if against his will, embraced the girl's slender waist, his reason wavering between wanting and not wanting.
His conscience told him he couldn't ruin a beautiful girl's reputation for such a ridiculous reason, but his male instincts tormented him. The girl's hot, pink cheeks pressed against Zhang Zhongyu's sweat-drenched face, and she gasped for breath from the heat.
He could feel her sweet fragrance filling his nostrils, and just as he was about to call out to wake her, a pair of incredibly hot, soft lips sealed his mouth. His mind went blank, as if it had exploded.
Zhang Zhongyu snapped back to reality, and with lightning speed, his right hand pressed several acupoints on the girl's back. She immediately lost her ability to move and slowly slumped into Zhang Zhongyu's arms.
"Phew... that was close. I wonder what kind of aphrodisiac this poisonous fog is mixed with; even my internal energy couldn't suppress it." Zhang Zhongyu wiped the sweat from his brow and took off his outer robe, draping it over the unknown girl.
Fan Liangji and Han Bai rushed into the forest and saw Zhang Zhongyu and the girl in their disheveled state. They laughed and scolded, "You little rascal, I didn't know you were so skilled!" Han Bai also laughed, "Looks like you're quite the flirt, I admire you!" Zhang Zhongyu knew that anyone would misunderstand in this situation, but he didn't mind. He smiled faintly and said, "You two shouldn't make wild guesses. The poisonous fog that the barbarian released just now might have contained a powerful aphrodisiac, which is why this girl couldn't control herself." Han Bai's eyes lit up and he said, "Oh... I didn't think this drug had any strange effects. So it's specifically for women?" Zhang Zhongyu asked, "Then what about the two of them?" "Where are they?"
Han Bai pointed at Fan Liangji and said, "One was struck dead by his palm, and the other fled in terror." Zhang Zhongyu was surprised that Fan Liangji's attack was so powerful and asked, "Senior has already killed him?" Fan Liangji recalled the Han man's boastful manner and smiled disdainfully, "Hmph! That man was such a coward, yet he spoke so arrogantly. Such a spineless person would be better off dead. I just gave him a quick death." As he spoke, a slender figure appeared in the distance of the woods and rushed over. It was Xu Yeyue, who had been waiting for the three of them for a long time and had come out to see what was going on.
Upon seeing the girl lying on the ground, Xu Yeyue asked curiously, "What exactly did you two do? And what's wrong with this girl?" Zhang Zhongyu quickly explained what had just happened to Xu Yeyue, who giggled and said, "So, Brother Zhang, did you let this little sister taste...?" Halfway through her sentence, she suddenly blushed, her face full of teasing.
Zhang Zhongyu was embarrassed and hurriedly shook his head. He naturally knew that Xu Yeyue was about to say "first experience of human affairs," but his girlish nature made it inconvenient to say it aloud.
Han Bai laughed heartily, pulling Xu Yeyue into his arms and exclaiming, "My dear wife, you're becoming more and more like my playboy self!" Xu Yeyue laughed uncontrollably, and Fan Liangji chuckled, "You've learned nothing but Han Bai's dirty tricks." Zhang Zhongyu sighed and said, "I truly didn't do anything inappropriate to this girl, so please don't embarrass me, sister-in-law." Fan Liangji patted Zhang Zhongyu's shoulder and nodded, "What you did in the woods, could you possibly escape my notice? Young Zhang, you are indeed a gentleman, and your self-control is first-rate. If it were me, I would have done it already!" Fan Liangji had been able to clearly hear Han Bai and Qin Mengyao's flirting from several cabins away back then, so his hearing was naturally exceptional. He knew perfectly well that Zhang Zhongyu had successfully restrained himself from violating the girl, and he couldn't help but admire this young master's profound skill and cultivation.
Xu Yeyue, ever observant, said, "This can't go on. Let's take this girl back to the inn and then make other plans." Zhang Zhongyu nodded, "Then I'll trouble you to take care of her, sister-in-law. I'm quite puzzled as to why this girl would allow two grown men to attack her, one of whom is even from the Western Regions." Han Bai laughed, "Until she wakes up, you can't figure it out no matter how hard you try. Why don't you wait until she wakes up and then ask her properly?" When Zhang Zhongyu looked at the sleeping girl, he recalled the passionate scene from earlier and couldn't help but blush and feel his heart race. The origins of this stunningly beautiful girl were growing ever more mysterious in his mind. "

Brother Han is right. It's not too late for us to go back to the inn first." After saying this, Xu, Han, and the other two nodded together and followed Zhang Zhongyu, who was holding the girl, back to the inn.
At the inn's entrance, Liangji hurriedly found the innkeeper and said, "Find some quiet rooms later, and don't let anyone near them, or you'll be responsible for the consequences." The innkeeper didn't dare ask any more questions and agreed, then hurriedly called for a waiter to prepare the rooms.
Zhang Zhongyu held the girl's slender waist and placed her on the bed. Seeing the girl's rosy cheeks and soft panting, he felt a pang of pity and angrily said, "From what that man named Yu Guang said, it seems they came to capture this woman, but they let that unknown barbarian use such despicable methods. It's a disgrace to the martial arts world!" Fan Liangji took a puff of his pipe and calmly said, "I just don't know why they wanted to capture this girl." He then raised the hand that had just slapped Yu Guang and sighed, "If only I had known..." "Let's keep that boil; we can use it to extract a confession." Han Bai said nonchalantly, "Oh, maybe it's just some lustful thieves. Why bother? If that barbarian dares to approach us again, with the strength of you, Brother Zhang, and me, the three of us can take him down to dust." With a flick of his arm, Han Bai threw a punch into the air, creating a whirlwind in the inn. Zhang Zhongyu was also startled; if that punch had landed on Yu Guang, he would probably have died from internal organs shattered.
Xu Yeyue brewed a pot of wine, poured a cup for Han Bai, and said sweetly, "Second Brother, don't scare me. Have some wine to quench your thirst." Xu Yeyue's body rubbed against Han Bai.
Han Bai took a sip, opened his mouth wide, and said, "Lately, I've gotten so used to Qingxi Liuquan wine that this kind of strong, vulgar liquor is utterly unpalatable! Old man, let's hurry up and finish our business and go home." Fan Liangji laughed, "Yes, great minds think alike. This trip has really been tough on my stomach, my thirst for wine. Just one day without Qingxi Liuquan, and I already feel unwell." As soon as he finished speaking, Liangji walked out of the room, saying, "I'll leave the girl to you. I'm suffocating in this room. Let's hurry to Cihang Jingzhai first thing tomorrow morning." "Why is the thief leaving so early?"
"Anyway, you can't escape my ears no matter what you do. I'll come back when the child wakes up." As he spoke, Zhang Zhongyu had already gathered his inner strength, circulating his palm energy between his five fingers. The scorching true energy poured into the girl's left chest, intending to expel the evil energy from her body. Han Bai watched from the side, feeling that although the true energy was extremely hot, it did not arouse any strange hostility from the demon. It was like seeing an old friend, without any hostility, yet incredibly exciting. He thought: Zhang Zhongyu truly deserves to be Zhang Wuji's son. His martial arts, demeanor, character, and inner strength are all extraordinary. Given time, he will surely become a grandmaster.
Zhang Zhongyu saw that although the poison was not fatal, it possessed a powerful force like a ferocious beast that resisted his inner strength. Zhang Zhongyu pushed his palm force, strengthening his inner strength, intending to force the poison out. However, Zhang Zhongyu's arm wandered between the girl's soft breasts, making Zhang Zhongyu blush and his heart race. But his strong will and reason prevented him from having any wild thoughts. Losing control is a minor matter; if one goes berserk due to confusion, the consequences would be unimaginable.
After a while, seeing that the girl had stopped panting, Zhang Zhongyu finally smiled wearily with a sigh of relief. Han Bai asked, "How is the girl?" Zhang Zhongyu walked slowly to the table and smiled nonchalantly, "She's fine now, she just needs to rest. We can question her after she wakes up." After finishing a cup of wine, Zhang Zhongyu had regained his composure and sighed, "This Hu people's poison is so strange. I really don't know what kind of formula it is, that it's so hard to dispel?" Han Bai joked, "Yes, I really don't know what kind of formula it is, that it's so miraculous. Even I want to uncover its secrets." This remark was mostly in jest.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhongyu composed himself and said, "Brother Han, you mustn't say such things. After all, we are both righteous figures in the martial arts world, and we absolutely cannot use such despicable moves as those barbarians just now." Han Bai was surprised by Zhang Zhongyu's uprightness, but simply smiled and said, "Brother Zhang is absolutely right. I was just joking." He felt that Zhang Zhongyu possessed an unyielding pride that refused to associate with the wicked, and his admiration for him deepened even further.
Xu Yeyue's beautiful face changed, and she slapped Han Bai a few times with her soft little hand: "You damned Han Bai, do you want to learn that aphrodisiac to harm innocent women? I'm going to tell Sister Zuo Shi!" As she spoke, she put on a tearful expression that would move anyone who saw her.
Han Bai embraced Xu Yeyue's slender waist: "Don't worry, Sister Xu, I only wanted this to make you and Sister Zuo Shi happier. I have no lewd intentions whatsoever. If I have any other intentions... I will never be intimate with you again." Xu Yeyue was amused and laughed, "I'm not playing with you anymore. Let's see how that girl is doing." Although she was very unwilling, Xu Yeyue pushed away the irresistible temptation and went to check on the girl.
Xu Yeyue saw Zhang Zhongyu sitting next to a girl, but was flustered by his charming smile. She quickly turned her face away and said in a coquettish voice, "Brother Zhang's martial arts are truly remarkable. You've only just entered the martial world and you've already saved a girl." "It's just a small matter. My martial arts are really no match for my father!" Seeing Zhang Zhongyu's admiring look, it was clear that Zhang Zhongyu greatly admired his father, Zhang Wuji.
Xu Yeyue said, "The great hero Zhang Wuji is renowned throughout the martial world. Back when the various sects besieged Bright Peak, your father's feat of single-handedly holding off ten thousand men is still widely circulated. Surely, the great hero Zhang will inherit his father's name?" Zhongyu laughed, "Sister-in-law, you jest."
During their conversation, Zhang Zhongyu heard a soft, panting sound. Turning around, he saw that the girl had woken up. Looking around, she asked herself, "Where am I?" Before Zhang Zhongyu could answer, the girl pushed him away. Turning around, she unconsciously drew her weapon; the slender sword emitted a cold, menacing light. Zhang Zhongyu dodged, and the girl shouted, "Insolent little thief! Don't even think about coming near me again! If you dare touch me, don't blame me for showing no mercy!" Zhang Zhongyu cupped his hands and hurriedly said, "Just now, Brother Han, Senior, and I saw that man named Yu Guang and a Hu man attacking you, using despicable means. We couldn't stand it, so we intervened and brought you back to the inn. Yu Guang has already been killed by Senior. Please release me..." "We had no intention of harming you, young lady." The girl, hearing this, suddenly lowered her weapon and slowly said, "You saved me?" Han Bai, crossing his legs, said, "Yes, Brother Zhang went to great lengths to expel the aphrodisiac from your body, who knew you would treat your savior like this?" Zhang Zhongyu blushed, "Seeing you awake, I was overjoyed. Besides, ignorance is no excuse, how could I blame you?" Xu Yeyue handed the girl a towel to wipe her sweat and asked, "Why did those people chase after you?" "And the weak woman?" The girl lowered her head, but couldn't hide the flickering light in her eyes. Her tone was angry as she said, "I don't know either. I was walking alone when suddenly two lecherous thieves appeared, one Han and one Hu, uttering contemptuous words. In a fit of anger, I fought them, but who knew they were so despicable! Luckily, this hero saved me. May I ask your name?" "My name is Zhang Zhongyu. May I ask your name, young lady?" Zhang Zhongyu respectfully bowed, not daring to look the girl in the eye. The
girl paused for a moment before saying, "Just call me Ling'er." Han Bai said, "Ling'er? What a beautiful name! You have such a beautiful face, truly worthy of being called a masterpiece of nature." Seeing Han Bai's unique charm, as if he wanted to embrace all women, Ling'er asked curiously, "May I ask your name?" Han Bai patted his chest and said, "I am Han Bai."
Ling'er could hardly believe her ears and excitedly asked, "Could it be that you are the famous 'Wandering Swordsman' Han Bai?" “I will not change my name or surname.”
Ling’er seemed thoughtful as she asked, “It is said that Han Bai and the bandit leader Fan Liangji are inseparable, so why is it that only Hero Han is here today?” Seeing Han Bai’s expression change, Ling’er was wondering if she had said something wrong when Zhang Zhongyu suddenly pulled her into his arms, leaving her bewildered and unsure what to do.
Zhang Zhongyu also put on a stern face and said in a low voice, “Please go to the back, young lady.” Ling’er, without suspicion, did as Zhang Zhongyu said. Han Bai, however, had already strode to the window. With a sudden burst of strength, his fists shattered the window, turning it into wooden shards. The dark figure hiding behind the window was also struck and fell into the woods.
Zhang Zhongyu and Han Bai immediately rushed to the window. It turned out to be the Hu man wielding the strange weapon, coughing up blood after being punched by Han Bai. It seemed this Hu man possessed some skill; if an ordinary martial artist had been struck by this punch, they would likely have been crippled for life.
Zhang Zhongyu spat and angrily shouted at the Hu man, "Stubborn fool, why have you attacked Miss Ling time and time again?" The Hu man mumbled something incoherently, shouted for a moment, and then disappeared into the woods. Soon after, another tall Hu man appeared beside him. Unlike the first Hu man, who had a pointed snout and prominent cheekbones, this one possessed a commanding presence and the air of a great master. His race was unclear, only his dark skin and high forehead were evident, yet he was undeniably handsome.
The tall Hu man spoke in heavily accented Chinese, "We only want the girl. Hand her over to me, and we'll be at peace." A nameless rage ignited within Zhang Zhongyu: "I cannot comply!!" He knew this answer would ignite a fight, so he assumed a fighting stance, patiently awaiting the Hu man's attack.
As Zhang Zhongyu had predicted, the tall, imposing barbarian had somehow drawn a strange blade from his waist, leaped forward, and cleaved the window in two with a single, sweeping blow. The window was now empty, letting the evening breeze seep into everyone's hearts, yet no one dared to underestimate him.
The weapon was slightly curved, with blades on both sides. Han Bai thought, "Could that be the famous Western Region weapon, the 'Curved Blade'? I'd like to experience it!" Han Bai launched the first attack, drawing his Eagle Blade from his back. With a clang, the blade transformed into countless points of light, shooting towards the tall barbarian like serpents. Strangely, the barbarian slowly flipped the blade, his seemingly simple and unskilled swordsmanship completely blocking Han Bai's attack.

Han Bai's eyes lit up, and he roared, "Good! Take another strike!" The image of the War God's Manual flashed in his mind; Han Bai's mind was focused, and there was no longer any hindrance. The Eagle Blade seemed to freeze in mid-air, motionless.
Seeing that Han Bai showed no sign of drawing his knife, Ling'er asked curiously, "Why isn't Brother Han moving?" The room, less than five feet square, was packed with people. Zhang Zhongyu thought to himself, "Han Bai's knife must have a hidden meaning, otherwise..." Suddenly, Han Bai's shoulder moved. Seeing this, Zhang Zhongyu shouted, "Sister-in-law, be careful! Come with me!" He moved with his words, scooping Ling'er up from behind her legs. Ling'er cried out softly. Before Xu Yeyue could figure out what was going on, Zhang Zhongyu swung his palm, and the wooden window behind Han Bai shattered with a crash.
Zhang Zhongyu shouted, "Quick!" and leaped out of the window with Xu Yeyue and Ling'er.
The Hu man's eyes darted back and forth between the three, but he remained motionless, just like Han Bai, who stood frozen like statues.
Seeing Zhang Zhongyu leave the room with the two women, Han Bai smiled slightly. His eagle-blade, which had been frozen in place, transformed into a swift, deadly strike aimed at the Hu man in the blink of an eye. The Hu man with the curved sword stared wide-eyed, realizing there was no way to dodge, and raised his sword with both hands to parry Han Bai's blow.
"Bang!"
The two astonishing forces collided, and the resulting storm of internal energy swept through the small room. The entire wooden building was reduced to rubble by the impact, terrifying many guests who screamed and fled the room.
Han Bai stood tall, eagle-blade in hand, his figure imposing and powerful, exuding a wild and untamed aura, displaying an air of dominance over the world. Xu Yeyue, who had just escaped, felt a surge of happiness upon seeing her husband's formidable martial arts skills.
She rushed towards Han Bai, exclaiming, "Second Brother, you scared me to death!" Just as she was about to push aside the broken beams in front of Han Bai, the fragments suddenly scattered, and a figure flashed towards Xu Yeyue—it was the Hu man who had just blocked Han Bai's powerful strike.
Zhang Zhongyu and Han Bai both exclaimed in surprise. The Hu man's movements were incredibly fast; Xu Yeyue had no time to react and was about to die under his blade.
In the nick of time, another figure, even faster than the Hu man, rushed between the two. With both hands, he deftly deflected the curved blade, simultaneously using the minuscule opening to deliver a punch to the Hu man's face. This punch, seemingly as light as cotton and weightless, rapidly changed its force, and by the time it struck the Hu man's face, the power was as heavy as a mountain.
Zhang Zhongyu, arriving just in time, delivered a powerful Seven Injury Fist to the Hu man's face. The Hu man, struck in the face, groaned and staggered back several steps, his blue pupils flashing with anger and disbelief.
Zhang Zhongyu stared coldly at the Hu man and sneered, "This Seven Injury Fist is enough to kill you. You'd better get as far away as possible before your internal organs are completely shattered." The Hu man was taken aback at first, then laughed wildly and said in broken Chinese, "You think your punch can kill me? In my opinion, even a child from Tibet is stronger than you." His voice was still powerful, showing no signs of serious internal injury. Zhang Zhongyu's skill at this time was already no less than that of Zhang Wuji, who shattered a tree with a single punch on Bright Peak. An ordinary martial artist would have broken bones and tendons after taking such a punch. The Hu man's physical strength was simply unbelievable.
Han Bai's smile vanished, replaced by utter astonishment. He thought to himself, "Brother Zhang's Seven Injury Fist is so powerful and precise, it's practically innate. Even the Black List experts can't take it lightly. Yet this man took a punch to the face and is completely unharmed. This…" The Hu man dusted himself off and grinned at Ling'er, "Little girl, you can't escape… just like your mother!" Upon hearing this, Ling'er cried out anxiously, "What did you do to my mother? Tell me!" Han Bai stood to the side, suddenly raising his eagle-blade, its blade energy controlling the Hu man. He said, "You barbarian, state your name!" Han Bai knew this man was no easy opponent, so he focused all his attention, his killing intent surging.
The barbarian's initial intimidation was dampened considerably by Han Bai's intervention. He coughed and said, "I, Hasber, swear on my desert scimitar that I will one day take your heads." A deafening laugh echoed from afar: "Do you think you can escape?" Fan Liangji arrived like the wind, his wrinkled eyes fixed on Hasber, and laughed heartily: "What's going on in the Central Plains? One barbarian after another is acting recklessly. I'll show you that Han territory isn't a place you can come and go as you please." "The place!" Zhang Zhongyu roared to the sky, clearly intimidated by Liang Ji's heroic spirit. He said coldly, "What you say is true, senior. This left-handed fellow will be taught by this junior." Zhang Zhongyu began to practice his stance, his horse stance straddling the ground, his hands slowly arcing in the air, sometimes perfectly round, sometimes in reverse. Although the movements were slow, they were dazzling to behold.
Fan Liangji thought to himself, "I didn't expect this kid to have such a profound understanding of Tai Chi. Judging from his smooth and effortless movements, he has grasped the essence of 'emptiness.' But I wonder how well he has mastered the other word, 'emptiness'?" The people present had never seen Zhang Zhongyu seriously spar with anyone, nor did they know that he had once single-handedly defeated Qi Changzheng, the heir to the Feng Han title, amidst the chaos of war. Han and the other man were naturally very curious about his strength.
Seeing that the other party completely disregarded him, Hasper was furious. His proud pride as a man from the borderlands felt as if it had been trampled on. He let out a strange cry and swung his curved sword at a strange angle to meet Zhang Zhongyu.
The wave of blades rolled in like a sandstorm, sending a chill down the spines of those who witnessed it. Even Xu Yeyue, standing behind Zhang Zhongyu, couldn't help but worry for the young man who had just saved her life.
Zhang Zhongyu laughed heartily, his figure swaying as he skillfully zigzagged around, easily avoiding the range of Hasper's curved blade.
He appeared behind Hasper in a flash, his right hand thrusting out, his true energy surging towards Hasper like a mighty river. Hasper's burly, bull-like body swayed slightly from the force of Zhang Zhongyu's palm strike. Hasper knew the power and ferocity of Zhang Zhongyu's attack, yet his pride prevented him from dodging. He swung out his left fist, hoping for a mutual destruction.
Seeing the two about to clash, Ling'er closed her eyes in fear, cold sweat streaming down her pretty face.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhongyu smiled, and the fierce force of his right palm suddenly vanished without a trace, replaced by a series of arcs, like honey, circling around Hasper's right fist. Fan Liangji shouted "Good!" Zhang Zhongyu's move was both feint and real; who would have thought that such a powerful palm strike would be a feint? The essence of Tai Chi is to use the opponent's force against them; the stronger the opponent's strength, the greater the force one can use to counterattack.
Hasper spun around involuntarily several times, and in his haste, he hurriedly exerted force with his feet, finally stopping with great surprise on his face.
Fan Liangji laughed and said, "Do you find it strange? This is Tai Chi created by Zhang San, the martial arts master of the Central Plains, thirty years ago. It's perfect for dealing with a barbarian like you who only knows brute force!" He said comically, and Han Bai nodded in agreement, saying, "Exactly! Exactly!" The two of them bantered, making the two women giggle, slightly easing their tension. Seeing himself so humiliated, Hasper turned purple with rage, roared, and charged at Zhang Zhongyu like a madman.
Zhang Zhongyu sneered, "Has Shi Xin gone mad? Let me finish you off." He assumed a fighting stance, his entire body brimming with Nine Yang True Qi.
Hasper wildly swung his curved blade like a madman, while Zhang Zhongyu dodged left and right amidst the flashing blades, laughing, "How can you cut someone with such big movements?" Hasper glared at Zhang Zhongyu with his copper bell-like eyes, muttering incantations in a foreign tongue, then suddenly his mouth bulged, spewing out an incredibly foul-smelling smoke.
Han Bai shouted, "How come these barbarians are using such despicable and vile tricks? Brother Zhang, I'll help you!" Fan Liangji urgently shouted, "Everyone hold your breath! This smoke is probably poisonous!"
At the same time, he blew the smoke away with his palm, but as the smoke dissipated, Hasper was nowhere to be seen. Liangji tapped his pipe and said, "This barbarian has some brains. He knows how to use psychological warfare to make people think he's gone all out and lower their guard." "This junior is incompetent; I let that barbarian escape..." Zhang Zhongyu sighed.
Fan Liangji laughed heartily, patting his shoulder and saying, "That man's kung fu is extremely unpredictable and unpredictable. I'm not confident I can defeat him either, little brother, don't worry about it." Fan Liangji's gaze drifted to Ling'er, and he said, "Little girl, what exactly is your background? Why is such a strange man from the Western Regions relentlessly pursuing you?" Fan Liangji was shrewd and calculating. The various coincidences and strange events made him suspicious of this peculiar girl, and he wanted to find out her true identity.
Since Ling'er had not yet recovered, and everyone was in a hurry to continue their journey, Xu Yeyue insisted on taking Ling'er with him.
The next day, Zhang Zhongyu bought a horse and rode with Ling'er. The group pointed out the beautiful scenery along the way, and Han Bai and Liang Ji frequently quipped witty remarks, easing everyone's tension. Although Ling'er was cheerful, she occasionally revealed a sorrowful look in her eyes unintentionally. Seeing Ling'er's head bowed, her brows furrowed, looking preoccupied, Zhang Zhongyu asked with concern, "Miss Ling'er, you seem so downcast. Is something bothering you?" Ling'er suddenly snapped out of her reverie and quickly replied, "Nothing, really nothing." Her beautiful eyes hurriedly avoided Zhang Zhongyu's eager gaze, her pitiful appearance making one's heart ache.
Meanwhile, Xu Yeyue rushed forward to check on Ling'er and said, "Zhang, did you bully Ling'er? If so, I won't let you off!" As she spoke, she placed her hands on her slender waist, looking like she was about to accuse someone. Her chest was held high, which only made her graceful figure more obvious. Zhang Zhongyu's handsome face turned slightly red, and he hurriedly said, "Why is it me? I think Miss Ling'er seems to have something on her mind, which is why I asked." Ling'er also said, "Sister Yue, don't misunderstand Brother Zhang. Ling'er is really fine." Xu Yeyue came from the Ghost King's Mansion and had always been the pampered one of everyone. However, she met a beautiful and lovely little sister, so she naturally felt protective of her. Acting as Ling'er's older sister, Xu Yeyue made a face at Zhang Zhongyu and said, "I'm entrusting Ling'er to your care. If you bully her, I'll teach you a lesson!" When she smiled, two small tiger teeth were revealed at the corners of her mouth, making her look even more playful.
Zhang Zhongyu thought to himself, "No wonder Xu Yeyue was chosen as the second of the Ten Beauties of the Martial World; she truly possesses unparalleled beauty." It was already midday, and Han Bai, clutching his stomach, cried out, "My God, if I don't eat soon, I'll die! You old rascal, you don't mind finding a restaurant to satisfy your hunger, do you?" Actually, at their level of martial arts cultivation, going three to five days without food was commonplace. Han Bai was genuinely concerned for Ling'er, worried that her still-recovering body couldn't withstand the scorching sun. Knowing that girls are often shy and wouldn't readily ask, his loud cries were a form of gentle expression.
Fan Liangji glanced at him and said, "Little Bai'er, your biggest mistake was not bringing Shi'er along. Without a clear stream for three days, even the finest delicacies will taste bland." Xu Yeyue protested, "Hmph... Big Brother just doesn't like me coming along." Fan Liangji was most afraid of this girl getting angry with him, so he quickly apologized, "Of course not, it's all Big Brother's fault for being a drunkard. Of course, Yue'er is Big Brother's favorite." The group casually found a restaurant, and Liangji ordered two large jars of the best local wine to alleviate the hardship of not having a clear stream for days.
After several rounds of drinks, Fan Liangji pulled Zhang Zhongyu aside and said, "This little girl's background is definitely not simple; you should be able to tell." Zhang Zhongyu, of course, understood what Liangji meant and said seriously, "But this junior doesn't see her as a lewd person. What concerns this junior even more are the few words those Hu people said about Ling'er's mother." Fan Liangji pondered, "This whole matter has a strange air about it. First, why are these Western Region people so persistent in pursuing this little girl? And Ling'er clearly held back much of what she told us." Zhang Zhongyu glanced sideways at Ling'er, who was happily chatting with Xu Yeyue, and said... He said, "The way that barbarian wielding the curved sword drew his blade was extremely strange, but after thinking about it all night, I've come up with a clue." Fan Liangji let out an "Oh," his eyes flashing with approval, and asked, "How so?" Zhang Zhongyu said, "This barbarian's martial arts are remarkably similar to the Persian martial arts that my father once demonstrated to me and warned me never to learn." Fan Liangji asked in surprise, "Persian martial arts? What do you mean?"
Zhang Zhongyu said, "My father once said that he had a great battle with three Persians known as the Three Envoys of Wind and Cloud, and the martial arts they used were said to be inscribed in the Ming Cult." "Above the Sacred Flame Token, this Persian martial art is incredibly evil. It can cause righteous practitioners to experience illusions, ultimately leading to their defeat at the user's hands." Fan Liangji laughed heartily, "That coward's skill can cause illusions?" Zhang Zhongyu said solemnly, "Senior, forgive my bluntness, but I believe that the Hu man named Hasper hasn't used his full strength. Just the fact that he took my Seven Injury Fist punch unscathed, I dare to assert that he possesses strength approaching that of a Black List master." Zhang Zhongyu's words sounded incredibly arrogant, yet extremely reasonable. Liangji couldn't refute them and sneered, "Kid, you've got quite the nerve. Let me show you a few moves." "How about we try a punch?" Fan Liangji seemed slightly angry. Zhang Zhongyu quickly said, "This junior meant nothing by it, it was just a metaphor. Please don't misunderstand, senior. This junior has absolutely no intention of disrespecting you." Fan Liangji grabbed his wine cup and took a big gulp, saying lightly, "Listen carefully, kid. I want you to find out Ling'er's background. This little girl is definitely not simple." "This..." Zhang Zhongyu seemed very troubled. Ling'er was intelligent and perceptive. No matter how tactfully he spoke, it would definitely hurt the heart of this delicate girl. Besides, he also had a good impression of her. If her true identity conflicted with his position, how could he mediate?
Zhang Zhongyu wanted to refuse again, but Liangji had already fallen asleep on the table. He knew perfectly well that Liangji meant he had to do it!
"Sigh... " Zhang Zhongyu sighed and went to the room where Ling'er was sleeping. Upon hearing Han Bai and Xu Yeyue's playful banter, Zhang Zhongyu shook his head, thinking to himself, "I wonder if Han Bai is just an optimist or if he never has any worries. Being with him is always endlessly fun!" Han Bai and Xu Yeyue lived to the right of Ling'er's room, with Zhang Zhongyu to the left, so that even if someone attacked Ling'er, they could come to her rescue immediately.
Xu Yeyue clung to Han Bai's waist, nestled against him like a kitten, while Han Bai's hands were never still, constantly caressing her delicate body.
Xu Yeyue and her sisters were most afraid of Han Bai's extremely attractive hands. When Han Bai passionately caressed their breasts and buttocks, the slight energy from his hands could trigger their erogenous zones, forcing them to submit to his touch. This also allowed the girls to enjoy the pleasure of sharing intimate moments with Han Bai even more.
Han Bai gently stroked her delicate face, occasionally pinching her cute nose, looking at Xu Yeyue with deep affection in his eyes.
As soon as Xu Yeyue's eyes met his, she trembled again and said in a sweet voice, "Second Brother... do you always look at all the sisters with this kind of gaze?" Han Bai laughed and said, "No, I only feel this way with Yue'er... Of course, the feeling is different with Qing Shuang, Sister Shi, or even Yi Ji." Xu Yeyue raised her small hand and punched him, laughing and scolding, "I knew you were teasing Yue'er... You're the worst!" Han Bai grabbed Xu Yeyue's slender arm and whispered in her ear, "It's not enough yet, I still need to tease you properly..." Xu Yeyue's body went limp from his bite, and she let out a soft moan, wrapped her arms around Han Bai's neck, and offered her hot red lips.
In an instant, two pairs of wet, hot tongues intertwined and writhed like snakes. Through the contact of their tongues, Han Bai gave Xu Yeyue the gentlest caress. His fingers explored Xu Yeyue's honeyed cave, which was already overflowing with desire from unbearable longing. His fingertips were incredibly nimble, lightly scratching the tender flesh, as soft as a child's skin, with just the right amount of pressure.
Xu Yeyue suddenly felt an electric shock of pleasure and couldn't help but moan loudly: "Brother Bai, Yue'er loves you... um... Yue'er loves you the most!" It sounded like a murmur, yet also like a mournful cry. Xu Yeyue's moans were nasal, adding to her delicate allure.
Han Bai felt a tingling sensation all over his body and couldn't wait to lift Xu Yeyue's long skirt and thrust inside.
Xu Yeyue felt a tingling, itchy sensation in her lower body, an intense pleasure. She giggled, "You're so naughty, where did you hide? Ah..." Her snow-white body was smooth to the touch, and her delicate breasts, with their two pink nipples already erect from excitement, were aroused. Han Bai's large head was still protruding under Xu Yeyue's skirt, laughing loudly, "My dear Yue'er is always so easily aroused! Look, it's already flooded!" "Mmm..." Xu Yeyue enjoyed the teasing of Han Bai's tongue, waves of intense excitement washing over her. Her right hand tugged at Han Bai's head, while her small mouth involuntarily bit her left index finger, a blush rising on her exquisitely beautiful face.
Han Bai laughed heartily, pulling off her long skirt. Xu Yeyue leaned against Han Bai, shifting her position. Her glistening pink buttocks and the pubic hair glistening with honey in the firelight seemed even more wickedly alluring.
Xu Yeyue turned around, completely naked. Her perfectly sized breasts, long, slender legs, and ethereal beauty made Han Bai exclaim, "Yue'er, how many lifetimes of good deeds did I, Han Bai, accumulate to be able to marry such a perfect woman as you?" He stepped back, half-kneeling on the edge of the bed, greedily feasting his eyes on Xu Yeyue's body.
Xu Yeyue lay sprawled on the brocade quilt, her jade legs tightly pressed together, making her pubic hair faintly visible. Blushing, she laughed and scolded, "You damn Han Bai, you always say that. Isn't that too much of an honor for Yue'er? How can I compare to Sister Mengyao... um... I can't hold back anymore, good brother, I want..." Her body, after Han Bai's teasing, had awakened her most primal instincts. Now, her body was burning hot, and Han Bai's sudden withdrawal left her without support. How could she resist the tickling sensation?
Outside, Zhang Zhongyu had just knocked on Ling'er's door when he heard Xu Yeyue's incessant moans. Ling'er happened to open the door, and both were incredibly embarrassed. Hearing Xu Yeyue's moans, Ling'er's face flushed crimson. Seeing Zhang Zhongyu in the same predicament, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.
Zhang Zhongyu scratched his head, unsure of what to do. Ling'er glanced at him and smiled, "Brother Zhang, is there something you need?" Zhang Zhongyu, now with a way out, quickly replied, "Yes, yes... I have something I'd like to discuss with you. Is it... convenient?" Ling'er smiled, "Of course, please come in!" Ling'er's immediate agreement left Zhang Zhongyu somewhat bewildered. In his mind, how could a young woman so easily invite a grown man into her room?
He had no choice but to bite the bullet and enter Ling'er's room. The room was filled with a pleasant fragrance.
However, this room was separated from Han Baixu and Ye Yue's room only by a thin wall, offering no soundproofing whatsoever. Ye Yue's moans and groans echoed directly into their ears, creating an extremely awkward atmosphere.

Han Bai was most skilled at teasing Xu Yeyue's tender, pink vulva with his tongue. His warm, moist tongue explored her secret place,
causing Xu Yeyue to moan softly in pleasure. She clung tightly to Han Bai with her arms, her juices flowing freely. She looked at him with a playful, reproachful expression, her cherry lips slightly parted, a warm breath wafting onto his face. Xu Yeyue's eyes were glazed as she whispered, "Second Brother, what...what are you waiting for?" Han Bai laughed loudly, "My dear Yue'er, Han Bai truly loves you to death!" His thick member was already poised for action. He waited until he and Xu Yeyue had fully enjoyed the pleasures of marital intimacy before bringing her to a true climax.
With a "plop," his penis filled her overflowing, tender vulva. Han Bai grasped her feet, spreading her long legs, and slowly swayed his hips.
"Ah... um... so good!"
Every time Han Bai had intercourse with Xu Yeyue, he felt the intense fluctuations of his demonic seed more than once. Xu Yeyue indeed had the potential to stimulate the development of Han Bai's demonic seed, and each time she received Han Bai's semen, she became even more alluring and captivating, her already unparalleled beauty enhanced.
Xu Yeyue's body was burning hot, she had truly reached the peak of orgasm. Han Bai thrust in powerfully again and again, Xu Yeyue's mind was in chaos, and she could only utter soft moans and murmurs that she herself did not understand.
Han Bai suddenly pulled Xu Yeyue up, turned her around, and stood behind her, withdrawing his manhood, which was covered in love fluid.
Xu Yeyue suddenly felt her secret orifice empty and cried out, "No, Second Brother, don't... don't pull it out!" She was so anxious she was almost crying. Han Bai patted her plump pink buttocks and laughed, "Yue'er, don't rush, this will make you feel better." Before Xu Yeyue could react, Han Bai regained his strength and used the power of the demonic seed to insert it into her anus.
"Ah...!" Xu Yeyue cried out, sounding somewhat pained. Her anus was not as elastic as a woman's secret orifice, and Han Bai's thick penis forced its way in. Xu Yeyue felt as if she was being torn apart, but amidst the pain were waves of pleasure. This shameful pleasure was completely different from the previous soul-stirring feeling, yet it was incredibly alluring.
"Ah... umm... Second Brother, no, it's so dirty." She braced her hands on the bedsheets, her breasts swaying back and forth due to Han Bai's strong thrusts from behind.
"How could that be? Every inch of Yue'er's body is my, Han Bai's, favorite... mmm..." His thick, large penis relentlessly rubbed against the small, delicate walls of her anus, the stimulation at the tip of his glans indescribable. Han Bai tilted his head back, his heart filled with only the desire to protect this lovely wife for eternity.
[The End]

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