The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber Adult Edition, Chapter 25: Deflowering at Bright Peak

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Zhang Wuji followed Cheng Kun through the door, which resembled the boudoir of a wealthy young lady. Cheng Kun was nowhere to be seen; only a bed lay there, its curtains drawn low, and a pair of pink embroidered shoes lay before it, indicating someone was sleeping in the bed. The boudoir had only one door, and the windows were tightly shut. Since Cheng Kun had entered, could he be in the bed?

Just as he was deciding whether to lift the curtains to search for him, he heard light footsteps; someone was approaching. Zhang Wuji slipped behind a tapestry on the west wall, and two people entered the room. Peeking out from behind the tapestry, Zhang Wuji saw two young girls. One wore a pale yellow silk robe, her attire luxurious; the other, even younger, wore a blue cloth robe and was a maidservant, shackled.

The young lady swayed slightly and turned her face. Zhang Wuji could see her clearly in the candlelight. She had large, dark eyes and a round face; it was Yang Buhui, whom he had escorted all the way from the Central Plains to the Western Regions. Several years had passed, and she had grown taller, but her demeanor remained unchanged, especially the slight pout at the corner of her mouth when she was being petulant.

He heard her scold the maid, "Don't even think about taking advantage of the chaos to harm me and my father, or I will never forgive you!" The maid dared not argue and helped her sit down. The maid had a limp in her left leg and a hunched back. When she turned around, Zhang Wuji was even more shocked. Her right eye was small, her left eye was large, and her nose and mouth were distorted, making her extremely frightening. Her ugliness even surpassed that of Zhu'er.

Zhang Wuji couldn't help but step forward to meet Yang Buhui, saying, "Sister Buhui, I never expected to see you here!"

Yang Buhui looked him over carefully and asked, "Who are you? Why do you call me Sister Buhui?"

Zhang Wuji quickly replied, "I'm your Brother Wuji! How have you been all these years?"

Yang Buhui looked at him closely and saw that his clothes were tattered and his face was dirty. She was startled and said, "You—you—are you really Brother Wuji?"

Zhang Wuji said, "Of course! How could you not recognize me!"

Yang Buhui said, "We haven't seen each other for so long, I almost didn't recognize you."

Zhang Wuji was eager to catch up with Yuanzhen, so he said, "Your father was injured in the hall, you should go see him quickly."

Yang Buhui was startled and quickly said, "I'll go see my father." As she spoke, she struck out with a palm towards the little maid's crown, the blow extremely heavy.

Zhang Wuji cried out, "No!" He pushed her arm away, and Yang Buhui's palm missed its mark.

Yang Buhui was about to kill the maid when Zhang Wuji intervened, saying sharply, "Brother Wuji, are you and this girl on the same side?"

Zhang Wuji replied, "Of course not!"

Yang Buhui said, "Then mind your own business. This maid is my family's greatest enemy. My father chained her hands and feet to prevent her from harming me. Now that the enemy is attacking in force, this girl wants to take the opportunity to retaliate."

Zhang Wuji saw that the maid looked pitiful, and although her appearance was strange, she didn't seem like a vicious person. He said, "Miss, do you intend to take revenge?"

The maid shook her head and said, "Absolutely not."

Zhang Wuji said, "Sister Buhui, listen to her, she said she wouldn't. Let her go!"

Yang Buhui then said, "Alright, then you watch her for now, I'll deal with her when I come back! Brother Wuji, wait for me here, see you later. How have you been all these years? I always remember you—" As she spoke, she ran out.

Zhang Wuji asked the young maid, "Miss, that monk escaped into this room but suddenly disappeared. Do you know of any other way to reach him?"

The maid looked up, gazed at his face, bit her lower lip, hesitated for a moment, and whispered, "You saved my life. Alright, I'll take you there." She blew out the candle, took Zhang Wuji's hand, and led him away.

The maid lifted the bed curtains, slipped inside, and held onto Zhang Wuji's hand without letting go. Zhang Wuji was startled, thinking that although the maid was ugly and young, she was still a woman. How could he sleep in the same bed with her so casually? Did she want to do *that* with him?

Just as he was lost in thought, the maid somehow activated a mechanism, and suddenly the bed tilted, and the two of them fell. They fell several feet, but fortunately, the ground was covered with thick, soft grass, so they felt no pain. They only heard a soft thud above their heads, and the bed returned to its original position. It turned out that his sister Bu Hui's bed was a mechanism. Zhang Wuji, holding the maid's hand, hurried forward through the secret passage.

They hadn't run far when they found Cheng Kun in a large stone chamber. Just as they were about to fight, Cheng Kun vanished, triggering some mechanism that sealed the chamber's only exit tightly.

Yuan Zhen's voice faintly came from behind a rock: "You little thief, you're lucky to have a girl by your side today. No matter how strong you are, do you think you can push open this huge stone door? Hahahaha—I'm leaving, I'm not keeping you company!" With that, he strode away. Zhang Wuji

quickly inhaled his inner energy, braced himself against the massive stone door, and shook it. A cloud of mud and sand rushed down his face, but the door remained unmoved. It seemed to be made of thousands of pounds of boulders stacked together; even with the strength of nine oxen and two tigers, it would be impossible to move it. Although he had mastered the Nine Yang Divine Skill, human strength has its limits. How could he possibly move even an inch or two of these hill-sized boulders?

Then, Zhang Wuji and the maid tried every possible method, but none of them could move the large stone door. In desperation, they sat on the ground, racking their brains for a solution, but after a long time, they still couldn't come up with anything good. Zhang Wuji thought to himself, "There's no food or water here, and no one will come to rescue me.

Am I going to die here?" Suddenly, the maid noticed two skeletons on a stone bed not far away, seemingly dead for countless years. Terrified, she pointed at the two skeletons and immediately hid in Zhang Wuji's arms, trembling as she said, "Th-what are those—I'm scared—"

Seeing the two skeletons, Zhang Wuji guessed they were Yang Dingtian and his wife, and said, "Don't be afraid, they're dead, not ghosts!"

He then hugged the maid tightly and softly asked, "Miss, what's your name? How old are you?"

The maid replied, "Young master, my name is Xiao Zhao, I just turned sixteen. I heard Miss call you 'Brother Wuji,' what's your full name?" "Is your name 'Wuji'?"

Zhang Wuji nodded, then asked, "What's with the iron shackles on your hands and feet?"

Xiao Zhao said aggrievedly, "It's all because Miss said I didn't look like a good person, so she handcuffed me!"

Zhang Wuji said, "These chains are in the way, break them."

Xiao Zhao exclaimed, "No, no! Miss will be angry."

Zhang Wuji said, "You say I broke them, I'm not afraid of her being angry!" Saying this, he grasped both ends of the iron chain with both hands and tried to break it, but the iron chain wouldn't break no matter what he did.

Xiao Zhao said, "The key to the lock on this chain is with you, Miss."

Zhang Wuji nodded and said, "If we can get out, I'll ask her for it to unlock the chain for you."

Xiao Zhao said, "I'm afraid she won't give it to you." Zhang Wuji said,

"Our friendship is extraordinary; she won't refuse."

Zhang Wuji then asked, "Is it because of your appearance that you don't seem like a good person?"

Xiao Zhao didn't answer but instead asked, "Does Master think I'm very ugly?"

Although Zhang Wuji thought Xiao Zhao was indeed ugly, he said aloud, "..." " How could that be? Actually, whether someone is good-looking or not is not important. The most important thing is inner beauty!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhao wiped her face with her hand, washed it with water, stood up, and then turned around to ask, "So, do you think I'm good-looking or not?"

Zhang Wuji was extremely surprised when he saw Xiao Zhao's face. It turned out that she was neither hunchbacked nor lame. Her eyes were bright and clear, her eyebrows were delicate, her nose was straight, and dimples appeared on her cheeks. She was simply incomparably beautiful. However, she was still young and her figure had not yet fully developed. Although her appearance was stunning, she could not hide the childishness in her face.

Xiao Zhao smiled slightly at him and said, "Am I pretty or not?"

Zhang Wuji exclaimed in surprise and asked, "What happened? Your face just now—and now—?"

Xiao Zhao said, "You mean I looked so ugly just now and suddenly changed? Actually, this is my true appearance. I was afraid Miss would be jealous of me, so I did this." After saying that, she reverted to her previous ugly appearance.

Zhang Wuji quickly said, "Xiao Zhao, you are so beautiful, why do you have to dress up so ugly? I know Sister Bu Hui, she doesn't have any bad intentions, you don't need to worry. You should go back to your original appearance in the future!"

After hearing this, Xiao Zhao quickly nodded and said, "Young Master, you saved my life, I will listen to you!

But we are locked up here, and I'm afraid no one will ever know except Cheng Kun. Aren't we going to starve to death here!"

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji felt that Xiao Zhao was now in the same boat as him, and he also felt very sorry for Xiao Zhao for bringing her to such a dangerous place with him.

The two sat quietly together, Xiao Zhao leaning lightly against Zhang Wuji, almost unconsciously. This was the first time she had ever leaned on a man's shoulder like this. Zhang Wuji exuded a unique masculine scent, which wafted into Xiao Zhao's nose, making her feel a little flustered.

Xiao Zhao glanced at Zhang Wuji again and realized he was actually quite handsome, causing her face to flush. Suddenly, a bold idea popped into her head, but out of girlish modesty, she only whispered, "Young master, may I ask you a favor?"

Zhang Wuji readily agreed, "Of course, as long as it's within my power, absolutely no problem."

Seeing that Zhang Wuji had agreed, Xiao Zhao whispered, "Young master, we're trapped here, and there's a high chance we won't get out. I've never been so close to a man before, I want—I want—"

Zhang Wuji looked at Xiao Zhao and said, "What do you want?"

Seeing that the matter had come to this, Xiao Zhao braced herself and said, "I want to try the pleasures of love between a man and a woman, I hope you won't find me unappealing—" After saying that, she shyly buried her head in Zhang Wuji's arms.

Zhang Wuji hadn't expected Xiao Zhao to make such a request. It turned out that the girl was in love and wanted to make love to him. He wasn't exactly a gentleman who could resist temptation, and now that the girl had offered herself to him, how could Wuji refuse? Besides, this girl was very beautiful, in no way inferior to Zhou Zhiruo. Zhang Wuji said, "Xiao Zhao, I'm so grateful for your kindness. How could I possibly dislike you? You're so adorable; I like you from the bottom of my heart!"

He then cupped Xiao Zhao's pretty face in his hands and gently kissed her cheek. Xiao Zhao instinctively leaned against Zhang Wuji, wanting to embrace him, but her hands and feet were shackled, preventing her from moving freely.

Zhang Wuji then took the initiative to kiss Xiao Zhao's cherry lips, inserting his tongue into her mouth. Their tongues intertwined and sucked, Zhang Wuji savoring Xiao Zhao's refreshing saliva.

Zhang Wuji's hands, through her thin clothing, began to gently caress Xiao Zhao's breasts. At first, Xiao Zhao seemed uncomfortable, but the pleasure gradually made her let out soft moans, which she couldn't stop. Zhang Wuji pressed her down, letting her lie on the ground, first kissing her cherry lips, then licking her face. Zhang Wuji's hands weren't idle either; he reached down to her thighs. She tried to resist, but the tingling sensation from her tongue rendered her powerless. A strong masculine scent filled her nostrils, making it hard for her to breathe.

Zhang Wuji gently licked her pink lips, then placed his hands on her breasts, beginning to knead them.

"Mmm—mmm—mmm—" Xiao Zhao let out soft moans.

Zhang Wuji slipped his hands inside Xiao Zhao's blouse. Since her hands were shackled, she couldn't remove them, so he simply tore her blouse open and ripped off her bodice, revealing the girl's delicate, white breasts.

Those breasts were comparable in beauty to Zhu Jiuzhen's. Although Xiao Zhao was still young and her breasts weren't as large as Zhu Jiuzhen's, they were smooth, tender, round, and full. Especially precious were those virgin breasts, never having been touched by a man. Xiao Zhao's pink nipples gradually hardened, becoming like two small, glistening beans, erect and firm.

Zhang Wuji slowly raised his right hand and gently placed it on Xiao Zhao's breast, his fingers swirling and kneading until Xiao Zhao arched her back, her stomach churning with unbearable itching. The young girl's heart swelled unknowingly under Zhang Wuji's teasing, her desire rising and falling.

After kneading her left breast, Zhang Wuji moved to her right. Suddenly, he slowed his caresses, looked up tenderly at Xiao Zhao's delicate, rosy face, and whispered, "Xiao Zhao, you're so beautiful, especially these tender breasts. They feel so wonderful. Haven't you ever been touched by a man before?"

Xiao Zhao blushed even more at his words, but remained silent, head bowed. Zhang Wuji stopped kneading her breasts, his hand sliding down her delicate skin. After Zhang Wuji's kneading, Xiao Zhao's two delicate breasts appeared fuller and more elastic, her rosy nipples erect and swollen, gleaming with a dazzling luster.

Zhang Wuji continued to admire this delicate beauty as his hand moved downwards. Below Xiao Zhao's breasts was her smooth, delicate abdomen and round navel. His large hand then moved downwards again, to her soft, flat stomach.

He impatiently tore open Xiao Zhao's skirt and underpants, revealing her virgin body completely naked before Zhang Wuji's eyes, her hands and feet shackled—a sight that was undeniably sexy.

Scattered around Xiao Zhao's thighs were some curly pubic hairs, strangely, unlike the jet-black hair of the girls Zhang Wuji had known before, these were a pale yellow. Zhang Wuji was quite surprised, but even more so, he felt this girl was extraordinary and precious.

Xiao Zhao's vulva protruded like a small hill. Between her pink legs, her labia were thin and incredibly elastic, and her clitoris was slightly raised, like a red agate. The entire vulva looked very clean, and it was all the pink color of a virgin's vulva, quite different from the vulva of a woman who had been frequently violated. It was truly pitiful to behold.

Zhang Wuji's hand touched Xiao Zhao's hill-like vulva, pressing his fingers against it and slowly rubbing it. The moment he touched her private parts, her body trembled slightly as if she had been electrocuted. Zhang Wuji's left hand gently stroked Xiao Zhao's vulva, while his right hand continued to knead her tender breasts.

His fingers moved down, and his middle finger suddenly entered her vagina, touching Xiao Zhao's hymen. He rubbed it slowly but powerfully, causing Xiao Zhao's legs to involuntarily open wide. Her thin labia contracted and opened, and her vaginal fluid flowed out slowly like a stream.

Soon, Xiao Zhao, who had never been played with like this by a man before, began to pant softly. Her whole body went limp, her vagina was incredibly itchy, her body trembled, her breathing became rapid, and soft moans escaped from deep within her throat, her buttocks twitching slightly.

At this moment, Zhang Wuji leaned down and began to kiss her lower abdomen, gradually moving downwards. It was less a kiss and more a sucking, more a tasting. Every inch of the innocent girl's skin was like an untouched primeval forest, full of mystery and inspiring endless fantasies.

Zhang Wuji simply withdrew his left hand, cupped Xiao Zhao's buttocks with both hands, lifted her up, and sucked on the girl's vagina. Xiao Zhao felt a hot sensation inside her vagina, and a large gush of lustful fluid flowed out. The tender flesh of her vagina was incredibly itchy, and the girl's heart was filled with intense desire. Her clitoris was incredibly itchy, and her heart was filled with panic. Zhang Wuji then further inserted his tongue into her vagina, stirring it up and down and side to side on the tender flesh of her vagina.

After a while, Xiao Zhao felt a tingling sensation. Xiao Zhao felt lightheaded and dizzy, as if she were floating. She desperately arched her buttocks to bring her vagina closer to Zhang Wuji's mouth so that his tongue could penetrate deeper into her vagina.

Zhang Wuji teased Xiao Zhao's clitoris, and saw that her vaginal fluid was flowing continuously. The girl's plump little hole was already wet. He smelled the girl's unique fragrance, as if it was coming from Xiao Zhao's little hole. He couldn't help but suck the vaginal fluid flowing from the girl into his mouth and drink it. This was the vaginal fluid of a virgin, without any fishy or foul smell, and the taste was excellent. After he deflowered Xiao Zhao, he would never be able to taste her virgin vaginal fluid again.

Xiao Zhao's vulva was sucked until it felt numb, painful, and hot all over, causing her body to twist violently. The intense reaction spread to every corner of her body, and her soft moans gradually turned into groans: "Mmm-ahhh-ahhh"

Hearing Xiao Zhao's ecstatic moans and seeing her lustful state and wet vulva, Zhang Wuji knew it was about time. He spread her legs apart, put her feet on his shoulders, grabbed her round buttocks, and rubbed his nine-inch-long penis against her vulva.

Xiao Zhao was terrified by Zhang Wuji's enormous penis and cried out, "Young Master, how can it be so big? Is it going to go in? Will it hurt?"

Zhang Wuji tenderly stroked Xiao Zhao's face and said, "Silly girl, don't be afraid. It will definitely hurt a little the first time. Just bear with it. You have no idea how wonderful my big penis is. Once you've tasted the flavor of my big penis, I guarantee you'll love it and want me to penetrate your little hole all the time!"

Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Xiao Zhao lowered her head and whispered, "Young Master, please be gentle. This is my first time, and I'm afraid of pain—"

Zhang Wuji readily agreed. Seeing that the iron shackles on Xiao Zhao's hands and feet could not be opened, he could only insert it from behind. So, he made Xiao Zhao kneel on the ground, raising her round buttocks. Then, kneeling behind her, he slowly moved his waist closer to her thighs, and gently inserted his large penis into her vagina. With a forceful thrust, most of the glans was already inside.

"Ah—um—how can it be—so big—ah—ah—no—um—it hurts—" Moans mixed with gasps escaped Xiao Zhao's lips.

Zhang Wuji slowly pushed deeper into her vagina. Suddenly, he felt his glans pierce something, and the initial resistance disappeared.

"Ugh—no—don't—ah—it hurts so much—" The pain of his large penis piercing her hymen made Xiao Zhao scream in agony.

Seeing Xiao Zhao's pain from the breaking of her hymen, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but cry. He initially wanted to comfort her or withdraw his penis, but then he thought, how could a virgin's first time be without pain? The pain was only temporary. Besides, his penis felt incredibly pleasurable being gripped tightly by Xiao Zhao's vagina. How could he bear to pull it out?

So, Zhang Wuji decided to go all in, inserting his penis even deeper and increasing the speed of his thrusts, going in and out rapidly.

The sounds of "slap—slap—slap—" filled the air, the friction of the penis moving in and out of her vagina, mingled with the wetness of her vaginal fluids, creating a "splish—splish—" sound.

Xiao Zhao's supple waist swayed constantly, her face flushed, and her moans turned into waves of wanton cries. Gradually, after countless thrusts, she seemed to be reaching her peak, beginning to moan comfortably: "Ah—oh—so good—mmm—"

Zhang Wuji's penis relentlessly pounded deep into Xiao Zhao's vagina, the tender flesh inside tightly gripping his large penis. He felt his penis being constantly rubbed by the folds of her vaginal walls, making his whole body weak, numb, and even paralyzed. Xiao Zhao's vagina seemed to possess a powerful attraction, drawing his penis deep inside.

Xiao Zhao's moans rose and fell, her vagina constantly contracting automatically, sometimes sucking in Zhang Wuji's penis, sometimes releasing it, making Zhang Wuji extremely aroused, almost unable to hold back his ejaculation.

Zhang Wuji hadn't expected Xiao Zhao's vagina to be so magical, able to contract so freely. He couldn't afford to lose face, so he secretly used the Nine Yang Divine Skill, gathering the Nine Yang True Qi in his dantian. At this moment, his penis appeared even thicker and harder, burning hot. He increased the speed of his thrusts, his thick penis hot and rapid, pumping in and out of Xiao Zhao's vagina like a powerful electric wave, instantly penetrating her internal organs, making her intensely excited and stimulating her entire body and mind.

Xiao Zhao's jade hands scratched and clawed at Zhang Wuji's chest and back, her full and slender legs kicking incessantly. Finally, she clung tightly to Zhang Wuji's body like vines. She was aroused, her mind clouded, moaning, "Ah—no—you're killing me—young master—have mercy—"

Seeing that Xiao Zhao had begged him for mercy, Zhang Wuji slowed down, beginning a rhythmic eight-shallow-two-deep thrusting motion.

Xiao Zhao continued to twist her waist and sway her hips, moaning intermittently. This eight-shallow-two-deep motion made her even more infatuated. Compared to the previous fierce thrusting, although it wasn't as intense, it was rhythmic and allowed her to better experience the sensation of deep penetration.

Thus, Zhang Wuji used various tricks to make Xiao Zhao, a virgin who had never been with a man before, climax multiple times. He had heard that making a woman climax repeatedly would make her infatuated and develop a psychological dependence and sense of belonging to the man. Moreover, he was her first man, and doing so would make her never forget him.

Seeing that Xiao Zhao was already half-conscious and on the verge of death after multiple climaxes, Zhang Wuji suddenly pulled out his penis and thrust it in forcefully again. He thrust in and out like this dozens of times, then suddenly his whole body trembled, and thick, milky-white semen gushed out, shooting

deep into Xiao Zhao's soft, warm vagina. The hot semen made Xiao Zhao tremble all over, her legs kicked, and she almost fainted. Her hands tightly gripped Zhang Wuji's waist, forcefully pressing his buttocks between her legs, her mouth too weak to even utter a moan.

Zhang Wuji withdrew his penis, now empty of semen, from Xiao Zhao's vagina and held her in his arms. Some discharge flowed from Xiao Zhao's vagina—a mixture of her vaginal fluids, Zhang Wuji's semen, and her virgin blood. Zhang Wuji wiped some away and examined it closely. He could see that it was indeed mixed with some bright red liquid; he was certain it was the blood from when Xiao Zhao's hymen ruptured. He could now confirm that Xiao Zhao was indeed a virgin before this. He was incredibly excited because this was the first virgin he had ever been with, the first time he had deflowered this sixteen-year-old girl, Xiao Zhao; he was Xiao Zhao's first man.

After her first time, Xiao Zhao was still naked, her hands and feet shackled, making her appear even more pitiful.

Zhang Wuji felt a great sense of accomplishment and satisfaction. Thinking of this, he excitedly picked up Xiao Zhao's head and kissed her cherry lips passionately and deeply. He liked this girl from the bottom of his heart. She was the one who made him taste the flavor of a virgin and enjoy the endless pleasure of deflowering a virgin.

Seeing his excited expression, Xiao Zhao asked, puzzled, "Why are you so excited?"

Zhang Wuji gently kissed Xiao Zhao's forehead and said, "Xiao Zhao, you're so wonderful! I never imagined you were a virgin. You gave me your virginity. Don't worry, I'll be good to you for the rest of my life. We'll never be apart, okay?"

Xiao Zhao smiled innocently and replied, "Of course! I hope you won't dislike me, young master. I'll serve you for the rest of my life, be your maid, and obey your every command."

Zhang Wuji stroked Xiao Zhao's hair and said, "Being a maid is too much of a burden for you. I want to marry you as my wife. What do you say?"

Xiao Zhao looked at Zhang Wuji with her clear eyes and said, "Young master, as long as you don't dislike me and let me stay by your side to serve you, I'll be content. You're so handsome, young master, many girls must like you. Just don't forget me. I'm just a maid. Let me be your maid. If you want to marry, you should marry someone of high status like Miss."

Zhang Wuji hadn't expected Xiao Zhao to be so understanding. He had taken her virginity, yet she didn't ask for any title or recognition. But Zhang Wuji wasn't the kind of person to just take advantage and leave. He secretly vowed to treat Xiao Zhao well in

the future. However, the two of them were now trapped in this deserted tunnel, not knowing when they would see the light of day, or even if they would survive. Zhang Wuji originally wanted to play with Xiao Zhao a little longer, but he wanted to conserve his energy and find a way out. So he put on his clothes, but Xiao Zhao's hands and feet were bound by iron shackles. Zhang Wuji had torn her clothes to shreds when he stripped her, so they were unwearable. Zhang Wuji could only drape his coat over Xiao Zhao's naked body. Xiao Zhao, naked and wearing men's clothes, looked rather alluring.

The two of them wandered around the stone chamber and finally came to the two skeletons. Beside the skeletal hands lay a sheepskin. Zhang Wuji picked it up and saw that one side was furry and the other smooth, with nothing unusual about it. Xiao Zhao took it, her face beaming with joy, and exclaimed, "Congratulations, young master! This is the supreme mental cultivation method of the Ming Cult!"

Zhang Wuji asked in surprise, "But there's nothing on it!"

Seeing Zhang Wuji's disbelief, Xiao Zhao stretched out her left index finger and began to fidget with her vulva.

This was the first time Zhang Wuji had ever seen a woman masturbate in front of him, and most incredibly, the woman masturbating was none other than Xiao Zhao, who had recently lost her virginity. He couldn't believe that such a pure girl would masturbate in front of him, but the sight of a pure young girl masturbating was still a rare glimpse of spring, and he watched with excitement.

Xiao Zhao smeared the vaginal fluid flowing from her vulva onto the sheepskin, and slowly, words appeared. The first line read, "Ming Cult Sacred Fire Mental Cultivation Method: Great Shift of Heaven and Earth," eleven characters in total.

Zhang Wuji finally understood why Xiao Zhao had done this; she wanted to use her vaginal fluid to uncover the secret of the sheepskin. He asked Xiao Zhao, "How do you know the secret on this sheepskin?"

Xiao Zhao lowered her head and said, "I overheard you talking to Miss about it."

Although he had inadvertently discovered the Ming Cult's martial arts manual, Zhang Wuji was not particularly pleased. He said to Xiao Zhao, "There is no water or rice in this secret passage. If we can't get out, we'll only last seven or eight days at most. You and I will starve and die of thirst. No matter how high our martial arts skills are..." "Learning it is useless anyway."

Xiao Zhao then said, "If you mastered the Great Shift of the Universe, would you still worry about not being able to push open the stone gate and leave?"

Zhang Wuji laughed, "The previous leaders of the Ming Cult spent their entire lives trying, and few of them mastered it. Since they became leaders, they were all exceptionally talented. How could I possibly master it in such a short time?"

Xiao Zhao murmured, "Even a day's benefit is a day's advantage. Even if I only practice for a day, it's still good."

After saying that, she continued to manipulate her vulva, making herself produce more lustful fluid.

Zhang Wuji's blood was boiling, and he also wanted to manipulate Xiao Zhao's vulva, so he said, "Let me help you, you're making me so itchy!"

Xiao Zhao pushed away Zhang Wuji's hand and said, "Young master, I'll do it myself. You should focus on practicing."

After saying that, she produced some more lustful fluid and smeared it on the sheepskin.

Zhang Wuji smiled slightly, took the sheepskin, and softly recited the instructions. The instructions on the sheepskin were all about guiding qi and shifting energy; he tried them and succeeded effortlessly.

Xiao Zhao then manipulated her vagina to produce vaginal fluid, which she smeared on the sheepskin, while Zhang Wuji focused intently on practicing the Great Shift of the Universe Divine Skill recorded on it.

Incredibly, within just seven or eight hours, Zhang Wuji had mastered all seven levels of the Great Shift of the Universe. He only failed to understand the last nineteen sentences of the seventh level and thus did not practice them. Zhang Wuji was not a greedy person; not understanding the last nineteen sentences, he did not force himself to practice them.

It turns out that Zhang Wuji's internal strength was profound, so mastering the Great Shift of the Universe was a natural progression for him. However, the leaders of the Ming Cult did not emphasize internal strength cultivation. Without a solid foundation in internal strength, they blindly practiced the Great Shift of the Universe, resulting in slow progress. Few people even reached the fourth level. Yang Dingtian suffered a qi deviation when practicing the fourth level. As for the last nineteen sentences, they were made up by the predecessors who wrote the Great Shift of the Universe to make up the number of sentences. Practicing them would lead to qi deviation.

Zhang Wuji placed the sheepskin on the stone, bowed respectfully, kowtowed several times, and prayed, "Disciple Zhang Wuji unintentionally glimpsed the Ming Cult's divine martial arts manual, intending only to escape this predicament and survive, not to steal your esteemed sect's secrets.

After escaping danger, I will certainly use this divine skill to serve your esteemed sect, daring not to betray the kindness of the past leaders who nurtured and saved my life."

Xiao Zhao also knelt down and kowtowed several times, praying softly, "Patriarchs above, please bless Young Master Zhang to rebuild the Ming Cult and glorify the prestige of our ancestors."

Just as Zhang Wuji was about to use his internal energy to push open the stone door, the observant Xiao Zhao discovered Yang Dingtian's last will and testament. It stated that he had discovered his wife's infidelity, was prepared to perish together with Cheng Kun, and wanted the Golden-Haired Lion King Xie Xun to succeed him as leader. Zhang

Wuji carefully put away the will and easily pushed open the stone door with his internal energy. He looked back at Xiao Zhao and saw that she was extremely weak because of excessive masturbation and loss of vaginal fluid. Moreover, she was already aroused and burning with desire, looking at Zhang Wuji with a coquettish expression, as if waiting for him to fuck her.

However, Zhang Wuji knew the situation was critical; the six major sects could attack Bright Peak at any moment. He felt he should step forward and thwart Cheng Kun's treacherous scheme. Besides, he had mastered the Ming Cult's secret martial arts and should stand up for them. So he said to Xiao Zhao, "Xiao Zhao, I'm sorry to trouble you. I know what you want, but now is not the time. After we get out and stop the six major sects from besieging Bright Peak, I will cherish you properly. What do you think?"

Xiao Zhao quickly replied, "Young Master, you must consider the bigger picture. I will obey your every command."

Holding the secret map of the underground passage, he followed it. Although there were many forks in the path, he easily emerged from the cave and arrived at Yang Buhui's boudoir, where they had entered. Yang Buhui was not there. After Zhang Wuji changed Xiao Zhao into Yang Buhui's clothes, he led her towards the Ming Cult's main hall.

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