The Legendary Twins Prequel

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In Hunan, at Tianxiangtang Diling Manor
, a vast estate situated on the banks of the Xiang River, lies a veritable paradise of fields and lanes. The manor's exquisite houses, nestled amidst flowers and willows, truly resemble a secluded haven.
The manor's master, Tie Wushuang, the "Leader of the Hunan Martial Arts Alliance," nicknamed "The One Who Loves Talent More Than Life," is a man of white hair and beard, with a ruddy complexion. At this moment, he sits in the manor's flower hall,
flanked by two disciples. The one on the left, with thick eyebrows and large eyes, a purplish-black complexion, is his eldest disciple, Shangguan Tiande; the one on the right, with delicate features and a gentle demeanor,
is his second disciple and son-in-law, Li Dazui.
Tie Wushuang's daughter, Tie Baobao, known as "Fat Zhaojun," possesses a captivating beauty, though voluptuous, that rivals the most beautiful women in history. Both Shangguan Tiande and Li Dazui initially
vied for the position of the groom's son-in-law, but unexpectedly, Old Man Tie, after much deliberation, chose
Li Dazui, whose martial arts skills were only second-rate and who relied solely on his silver tongue to make a living in the martial arts world. Although Shangguan Tiande was dissatisfied, he had no choice but to obey his master's orders.
Tonight was their wedding night, and Tie Wushuang, watching the servants bustling about inside and outside the house, turned to Li Dazui, who was standing by, and said, "My dear son-in-law, go and
prepare things. Don't neglect the baby later." The bright moon hung in the sky, and the candlelight flickered red. After seeing off the guests who had come to make a ruckus in the bridal chamber, the slightly tipsy groom, Li Dazui, happily
returned to the bridal chamber, bolted the door, walked to his bride's side, and lifted the veil. He had expected to see a beautiful face, both joyful and shy, but
to his surprise, the bride was cold and devoid of any smile. Li Dazui said gently, "My wife, it's getting late, go to bed!" Tie Baobao raised her eyebrows and
said irritably, "You sleep by yourself! I'm feeling uneasy and want to sit alone." Li Dazui asked, "What's bothering you? Tell me and
I'll try to help you." Fat Zhaojun glanced at him and said, "Nothing. I just don't understand why my father insisted I marry you." Li Dazui felt slightly
displeased: "I'm skilled in both literature and martial arts, and I'm dashing and charming, what's wrong with that? Besides, we've already paid our respects to heaven and earth today, am I supposed to spend my wedding night alone in an empty bed?"
"I'll follow my husband wherever he goes, whether he's a chicken or a dog, I have no choice but to accept my fate. But whether we consummate our marriage today depends on my mood!" Li Dazui roared angrily, "
A propitious time cannot be missed. If you keep making excuses, I'll force myself on you!" With that, he grabbed Tie Baobao, and with
a whoosh of wind, he swept her away like a whirlwind. The plump Zhaojun, her hair disheveled, her red perfume scattered, her bright eyes brimming with tears, and a faint breath emanating from her jade-like neck. Her
thighs two tender lotus roots just emerging from the water, were slippery and sweet, making one want to take a bite. Her hips and
knees resembled surging waves, cascading down her legs, flowing over her broad, beautiful abdomen, swirling at her navel, and then
crashing against two prominent mounds.
This breathtaking beauty of the human form instantly ignited a burning lust in Li Dazui, making his ears burn, his heart pound, and his mouth water.
He roared, grasping Tie Baobao's firm, bouncy breasts, kneading and squeezing them forcefully, then fiercely sucking on her rosy nipples, occasionally
biting her snow-white flesh.
Tie Baobao struggled and twisted, but to no avail. She felt her nipples harden unconsciously under Li Dazui's sucking, and at the same time, her vagina
began to secrete fluid. She knew her self-respect had vanished, and helplessly twisted her delicate body, hoping to stop Li Dazui's continued assault.
Li Dazui released Pang Zhaojun, quickly shook off his clothes, and, naked, embraced Tie Baobao again. He pressed his thighs tightly against Tie Baobao's jade-like legs,
preventing her lower body from twisting, while simultaneously pressing his hot glans firmly against her forced-open honey hole, using her twisting movements to rub against her vulva. The intense movement had
already left Tie Baobao drenched in sweat, forcing her to give up resisting.
Taking advantage of her exhaustion, his penis slowly forced its way through Tie Baobao's vulva, inch by inch penetrating her vagina, until the hot glans pressed hard against
her clitoris. Li Dazui stopped with satisfaction, quietly enjoying the pleasure of successful penetration, feeling Pang Zhaojun's warm, tight vaginal walls gripping his penis,
constantly sucking and stroking it, streams of love juice gradually flowing out like a tide, making his thrusts even smoother.
Li Dazui, breathing heavily, began his final assault. He thrust wildly five or six hundred times in one breath, feeling a sudden spasm throughout his body
, and released his pent-up desires onto the opening of the delicate cervix. The milky-white, cloudy semen, containing countless tiny lives, poured into Tie Baobao's womb, which desperately needed filling,
filling every inch of space, before slowly flowing back out from the cervix, down the vagina, labia, and then down her snow-white, rounded thighs, gently dripping onto
the bed.
Exhausted, Li Dazui released Pang Zhaojun. The combination of alcohol and fatigue caused him to quickly fall into a deep sleep, snoring loudly.
The moon was low, the stars were few, and the night was still. Sometime later, Li Dazui awoke with a start. He reached out to touch the side, but couldn't find Tie Baobao's full body.
He abruptly opened his eyes and looked around; indeed, Pang Zhaojun was nowhere to be seen in the bridal chamber. It was probably midnight. Where had Pang Zhaojun gone?
His bride had disappeared on their wedding night; how could he explain this to his father-in-law? Li Dazui panicked, quickly got up, dressed, and went outside to search.
After turning several corners of the corridor, he suddenly heard faint sounds of a man and woman laughing and joking. He calmed himself and carefully discerned the source of the sounds, recognizing it as
his senior brother Shangguan Tiande's bedroom. Suspicious, Li Dazui hurriedly tiptoed to the window, moistened his little finger with saliva, and made a small crescent-shaped
hole in the window paper. He peered intently—and what he saw ignited a nameless fire within him, his nostrils flaring.
In the candlelight on the large bed, he could vaguely see the red waves of the quilt and the silvery ripples of the curtains, and the playful sounds of a man and woman making love pierced his ears. Judging from the voices, the man
was his senior brother Shangguan Tiande, and the woman was none other than his newlywed wife, the plump Zhaojun Tie Baobao!
Looking closer, Tie Baobao resembled a drunken Yang Guifei, her white flesh exposed. She lay on the bed, her buttocks raised, revealing a
bright large labia were parted, and vaginal fluid flowed continuously from within. Shangguan Tiande, with his long, enormous member erect, thrust vigorously into her
from behind, while his hands reached around to Tie Baobao's chest, wantonly kneading her two high, firm breasts. He teased her, saying,
"Junior sister, do you think this Ruyi Jingu Bang (a magical staff) is more powerful than Li Dazui's?" Tie Baobao lightly spat and retorted, "How can it
compare to you, senior brother!" After a while, Shangguan Tiande said, "Come on! Let's change positions." He sat on the edge of the bed, letting Tie Baobao sit on his lap. He used his hands
to separate her labia and instructed her to aim at his bright red glans and slowly insert it into her vagina. Tie Baobao did as he was told, gently twisting her buttocks to allow
his penis to slide inside her vagina.
Shangguan Tiande played with her breasts with both hands, and occasionally stuck out his mouth to suck on her nipples.
Tie Baobao's buttocks wiggled faster and faster, and with each sway of her white, tender buttocks, her large breasts began to tremble rapidly. Her face was flushed, and
her charming almond-shaped eyes were slightly closed, her face displaying an expression of utter bliss. She quickly reached her climax, collapsing limply into Shangguan Tiande's arms,
motionless .
Just as the two were enjoying the most tender moments of their love, a loud crash was heard, the door was kicked open forcefully, and then a series of footsteps followed
. Li Dazui was already standing in front of the bed.
Shangguan Tiande and Pang Zhaojun panicked for a moment. But after a short while, they regained their composure, coldly watching Li Dazui, waiting to see what he would do.
Li Dazui gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "You, you two actually dared to do this..." "What do you want?" Shangguan Tiande and Pang Zhaojun retorted aggressively.
Li Dazui struggled to suppress his anger, his voice filled with grief and indignation: "Considering that the old hero Tie cherishes talent like his own life and has treated me with immense kindness, as long as you two repent from now on, turn over a
new leaf, and stop your clandestine acts, today's matter will be severed, and I... I can keep quiet about it." "Ha..." Fat Zhaojun laughed loudly, "You
want me to be your wife, so I'll make you a live tortoise!
A live tortoise, ha..." Shangguan Tiande also chuckled and said, "You always consider yourself a talented man, don't you even understand the saying 'a toad wants to eat swan meat'?
Get out of here and don't disturb our good time!" Li Dazui's body trembled violently, this was because he could no longer bear it, yet he was still enduring it.
Seeing this, Fat Zhaojun became even more audacious, laughing and lewdly, "Didn't you hear me? I told you to get out and stop interfering in our business. Li Dazui, Li Dazui,
I'm not afraid of your cunning, you're only good for drinking my foot-washing water..." "You, you can't force me to take action!" Li Dazui wanted to devour them, issuing a warning,
his voice still trembling.
Shangguan Tiande responded with a burst of wild laughter, "With your meager skills, you dare to say such things in front of me?" Li Dazui, usually so eloquent, was now
speechless.
Fat Zhaojun continued to urge him on, "Give him a lesson, let him know that the Horse King has three eyes!" Shangguan Tiande let out a long howl,
leaping , landing beside the table, and grabbing the sword resting there.
At the same time, Li Dazui remained motionless. Shangguan Tiande grinned maliciously and thrust his sword towards Li Dazui's "Zhongwan" acupoint in his abdomen.
Li Dazui raised his hand and tightly gripped the tip of the sword.
Shangguan Tiande's expression changed drastically, his body trembling like a leaf, and he cried out in a trembling voice, "The Yin Wind Black Sand Palm!" The hand Li Dazui had raised, from the "Quchi" point upwards, had turned
pitch black. This was Tie Wushuang's ancestral secret technique, the "Yin Wind Black Palm," used to fight weapons barehanded, as easily as manipulating grass and trees!
Shangguan Tiande hadn't expected his master to secretly teach this skill, which he had refused to pass on to him, to his junior brother. He had just muttered, "Master is so biased," when Li Dazui
's palm, imbued with a hundredfold hatred, struck towards his face. He was utterly powerless to resist, letting out a scream before collapsing backward, clearly beyond saving.
Fat Zhaojun, filled with grief and rage, jumped off the bed, her voluptuous body naked, and rushed towards Li Dazui, crying and cursing, "You dare kill him, I'll make you pay—"
Before she could utter the word "life," her eyelids closed, and her soul departed. The "Yin Wind Black Sand Palm" had brought her to her end.
Li Dazui, still consumed by hatred, roared as if possessed, "I won't be satisfied until I devour you, you slut!" He then wielded his hand like a knife,
actually tearing a large chunk of tender flesh from between Fat Zhaojun's firm, high breasts, tossing it into his mouth, chewing it fiercely, and swallowing it whole.
Even so, it wasn't enough to quell his anger. He decided to go all the way, dragging Tie Baobao's body into the kitchen, hacking and tearing it apart, then throwing it into
a pot to cook.
Meanwhile, Tianxiangtang Diling Manor was in an uproar. Two maids had discovered the bodies of Tie Baobao and Shangguan Tiande, waking everyone in the manor.
Except for Tie Wushuang, who was completely drunk, everyone was searching for the murderer, following the trail of blood to the kitchen.
Li Dazui was trapped inside, with no way to escape. His drunkenness had been somewhat sobered up by this ordeal, and he yelled at the crowd, "You want to arrest me and execute me?
I'll go with you after I've eaten my wife's flesh!" He reached out and grabbed the human flesh from the pot, not caring about the heat, and took a big bite: "Damn, it's so sour!" A piercing scream erupted from
the crowd . Seeing Li Dazui eating a person, they were all terrified, their faces ashen, and they turned and ran.
Li Dazui was initially bewildered, then it dawned on him, and he muttered to himself, "Damn, eating people can be frightening, this isn't so bad!" He picked up the human
flesh and began to devour it, as if the meat had become a delicacy, and he no longer felt the sourness.
The sourness could cure the hangover; after eating the human flesh, his drunkenness vanished. Li Dazui was troubled: If Tie Wushuang woke up, he would surely avenge his daughter, and wouldn't hesitate to tear him to pieces, cook him,
and feed him to the dogs! Having committed his evil deeds, he had nowhere left to hide in the martial world. He had no other choice but to follow the only path before him—the Valley of Villains.
Having made up his mind, he strode towards the edge of the village and called out to the people peeking from the shadows, "Hey!
Tell my father-in-law, Old Man Tie, that I've left without saying goodbye. If he misses me, have him send a letter to the Valley of Villains!" With that, he swaggered
away. No one dared utter a sound; they held their breath.
He traveled day and night, under the moon and stars. From then on, the Valley of Villains had another villain.
The Valley of Villains! This was a terrifying place that would make even children afraid to cry, and also a world-renowned ancient battlefield where many famous heroes had emerged. It was located on the western slopes of the Kunlun Mountains,
with towering cliffs and rugged roads.
Noon was the only time the sun could shine into the Valley of Villains, but fortunately, the people of the Valley disliked sunlight; the less the sun shone, the better.
The road into the valley was winding and undulating. At the valley entrance, a stone tablet abruptly stands beside the road, inscribed with two lines of large characters: "Enter the valley, enter the valley, never be a slave." Inside the small tavern in
the valley , the door is half-open, and the aroma of food and wine wafts out. The tavern's hall is elegantly furnished, with only
one customer seated around five or six square tables.
She has bright eyes and white teeth, a charming smile, and captivating eyes; she appears as a young, innocent girl, but in reality, she is a notorious female demon, known as "
Neither Male nor Female " Tu Jiaojiao.
The tavern owner is short and stout, with a round, smiling face; he is none other than "Laughing Buddha" Haha'er, one of the "Ten Villains" of the Valley of Villains. After serving the food and wine, he sat down next to
Tu Jiaojiao , gently stroking her slender hand resting on the table, and said with a lecherous grin, "Jiaojiao, what brings you here today?" Tu Jiaojiao gave him
a flirtatious wink, "I missed you!" Haha'er laughed loudly, "Don't try to drug me! The new guy in the valley, Li Dazui, is handsome and charming,
you're not thinking about him, are you?" "Li Dazui?" Tu Jiaojiao chuckled, "I'm afraid he'll swallow me whole!" She grabbed Haha'er's hand and
exaggeratedly placed it on her full, high breasts, "Come on, feel it, my heart pounds just thinking about him!" Haha'er's hand, through the thin fabric
of her clothes, grasped Tu Jiaojiao's firm breasts and began to knead them vigorously. In the Valley of Villains, their secret affair was already an open secret.
"Secretly." The two of them joked and laughed for a while. Haha stood up, pinched Tu Jiaojiao's delicate face, and said, "
Something's still cooking in the kitchen, I have to go check. Jiaojiao, there are no customers now, you go too, I have something for you." "Okay! Let me see what
rare item it is." Tu Jiaojiao also stood up, gracefully following Haha towards the kitchen, a fragrant breeze carrying her scent.
"Huh! There's nothing cooking in the pot!" Entering the kitchen, Tu Jiaojiao exclaimed in surprise, "Why did you trick me into coming here? Where's my gift?"
Haha walked behind her, wrapping his arms around Tu Jiaojiao, his chest pressed against her back, his erect penis taking the opportunity to touch her round buttocks
through her skirt. Then, he lifted Tu Jiaojiao's skirt, and what he touched was a large clump of messy wild grass. "Oh! You're not even wearing underwear,
how slutty!" Haha said, loosening his belt with his other hand and pulling out his long, thick thing. Aiming at
the deep valley between Tu Jiaojiao's snowy buttocks, he thrust it in with a "whoosh." "Jiaojiao, look, the rare gift I sent has arrived!" Tu Jiaojiao suddenly felt a thick,
hot . She quickly braced herself on the stove, bent over, and turned to him with a charming smile, saying, "So it's this thing. I've already
experienced it!" As she spoke, she twisted her buttocks backward to welcome Haha's thrusts. She felt that each insertion of his penis almost touched the deepest part of her uterus,
occasionally brushing against the sensitive soft flesh inside, arousing her intense pleasure.
Haha thrust harder and harder, feeling Tu Jiaojiao's labia contracting repeatedly, just like her cherry lips tightly biting the base of his penis. He thrust
his abdomen up and down to meet her wanton vagina, his hands, not content with just that, plunged deep into Tu Jiaojiao's silk bodice, wantonly kneading and playing with her
large, swaying breasts, until her tender nipples hardened and stood erect.
They lingered intimately for over ten minutes, and finally, at the peak of their climax, Haha'er buried his entire penis deep inside Tu Jiaojiao's vagina. As stars flashed before
his eyes , his semen gushed uncontrollably, shooting deep into the heart of Tu Jiaojiao's flower. Tu Jiaojiao trembled with spasms, her fair, smooth hands
desperately clinging to Haha'er, uttering a series of incoherent, ecstatic murmurs.
After the rain stopped and the clouds dispersed, the two straightened their clothes and were about to go out when they suddenly heard someone shouting outside:
"Haha'er, Boss Du wants you to gather at the Hall of Villains immediately! There's an enemy invasion!" The voice was intermittent, ethereal, and fleeting—
who else could it be but the "half-human, half-ghost" Yin Jiuyou?!
The Hall of Villains was a huge cave, gloomy and dark, covered in cobwebs and dust. When Haha'er and Tu Jiaojiao arrived there, the other villains were already there.
Sitting on the tiger-skin chair in the center was a man, thin and tall, wearing a snow-white robe, his hands tucked into his sleeves, his face pale, almost
transparent . He was Du Sha, the leader of the villains who was known throughout the martial arts world for his "Bloody Hands."
The other villains varied in height and build, but the most eye-catching among them was a young girl in a light green dress and a red camellia tucked behind her ear. Her charming and alluring
smile was as beautiful as a flower and as sweet as honey, yet she covered her nostrils with a scented handkerchief, as if to block out the stench of decay and mold in the cave. Her name was Xiao Mimi, and she
had a resounding nickname in the martial arts world: "So alluring she could kill." Even the most filial sons in the "Twenty-Four Filial Exemplars" would sell their parents for
nothing if they fell for her.
Du Sha waved his hand, silencing the commotion, and said, "Brothers, our Evil Valley is becoming increasingly prosperous, but many enemies are also coming to our door.
We've heard that our neighbors, the 'Seven Swords of Kunlun,' recently sent a message via carrier pigeon to us, 'We're going to fight them!'" The villains shouted in unison, "Let's face them! We'll deal with them!" Before Du Sha could reply, the atmosphere suddenly changed. Two
men stumbled into the hall, pointing frantically outside and shouting, "They're here! They're here! The Seven Swords of Kunlun have broken in..." The ten villains roared in unison and
rushed out of the Evil Valley to meet them. In their own territory, along with the other various villains of Evil Valley, all of whom hated the invading enemy, they cheered and rallied for them,
creating a formidable force. Having the advantage of favorable timing, location, and popular support, they were fearless and spoke with ease.
The Seven Swords of Kunlun—the Sky Swordsman, the Star Swordsman, the Wind and Rain Swordsman, the Thunder Swordsman, the Mist Swordsman, the Cloud Swordsman, and the Frost and Dew Swordsman—united in their hatred,
charged straight into the demon's lair. The Big Dipper Sword Formation stood like a majestic mountain before the Ten Villains.
Li Dazui appeared as a strategist, pointing at the Big Dipper Sword Formation and saying, "This formation is full of hidden secrets and can defeat ten thousand men. If we attack it head-on, we will hardly win.
We must attack simultaneously from above, middle, and below; left, middle, and right; and front, middle, and rear. Hey everyone, that Sky Swordsman in the center of the formation is the best among the seven swordsmen, and his meat must be the most delicious.
Don't try to steal it from me!" Xiao Mimi said disgustedly, "These seven Taoists are covered in sweat, how can you still eat them? You can have them all!"
"Give it to me, I'm afraid it'll make me sick!" "It's harmful to others and not beneficial to oneself," Bai Kaixin chuckled. "Let's do as Li Dazui says. However, we need to elect one person to lead the charge and
attract the Seven Swords' attention so that the others can make their move." Xiao Mimi eagerly said, "In that case, let's try my Enchanting Beauty Skill first!"
With a charming smile faced the overwhelming killing intent and dazzling sword light, and calmly walked towards the Big Dipper Seven Sword Formation. Her steps were so graceful, and her waist was so light, as if she were strolling in a leisurely garden.
The Kunlun Seven Swords were stunned: Whose girl is this? How did she end up in the Valley of Villains, on this battlefield of life and death? Xiao Mimi suddenly started dancing an enchanting dance. Her outer clothes, short skirt, and underwear... one by one, left her body and flew towards the Seven Swords. In the blink of an eye, only a flesh-red close-fitting bodice
remained .
Her hair was disheveled, her perfume smudged, her arms were smooth, her legs were lightly raised, and her slender waist swayed—she resembled a stunningly beautiful woman in the
throes of spring, or a seductive vixen. With each graceful movement of her hands and feet, her breasts and groin were exposed.
She used the signature skills of a renowned courtesan, employing the best weapons that had conquered countless men. Every aspect of her allure and figure was captivating and alluring, her
radiant gaze revealing her irresistible charm.
The seven swordsmen were dumbfounded. They were all monks, adhering to the strict rules of abstinence from lust, believing that lust corrupted their conduct and damaged their spirit, and regarding lewdness as the root of all evil. They had never
witnessed such blatant seduction, especially not on a battlefield amidst carnage, when two armies clashed!
A chorus of "Excellent! Excellent..." filled the air as the seven swordsmen wielded their seven longswords with a whistling wind, forming a defensive barrier that prevented anyone from
approaching. Everyone turned their faces away to suppress their trembling hearts.
Seeing this, Li Dazui, who was watching the battle, immediately became anxious and shouted, "Damn it! Their swords are in front, but their eyes are behind. How can we launch a sneak attack? We probably won't be able to
eat !" Tu Jiaojiao, who was standing to the side, could not hold back any longer. Seeing Xiao Mimi stealing the spotlight, the woman's jealousy arose spontaneously. When she saw the Seven Swordsmen turn their faces away, she
gently twisted her waist and floated to stand in front of the Seven Swordsmen of Kunlun.
The Seven Swordsmen were stunned again: where did this gentle, beautiful woman come from? Tu Jiaojiao twisted and turned a few times, her modesty
vanished , and she became a naked goddess!
In this Valley of Villains, she frolicked in her mother's arms, or like a lover of the mountain god, offering herself before her beloved. She flaunted her graceful figure
, her jade-like skin naturally beautiful; she displayed her allure, her movements delicate and exquisite, a masterpiece of nature. Her snow-white, rosy, and delicate skin was flawless;
her firm and exquisite breasts rose and fell with her dance; her balanced and curvaceous figure, her smooth abdomen, her long, rounded thighs, and her alluring triangle were all masterpieces of nature,
like a secluded valley deep in the mountains, untouched by human presence, utterly serene.
A shallow stream flowed over her, sparkling and shimmering, a truly wondrous sight.
The sight of the Kunlun Seven Swordsmen in springtime made him dizzy again, and he hurriedly closed his eyes and chanted a string of "Good, good..." "Not good!" The Sky Swordsman suddenly awoke, realizing he had been
tricked, and cried out in alarm. He was about to give the order to attack, but it was too late.
The Ten Villains had seized the weakness in the Big Dipper Seven Star Sword Formation and led a large number of lesser villains to attack fiercely from above, middle, and below, left, middle, and right, front, middle, and rear. The Seven Swordsmen's formation was thrown into
chaos, their power greatly diminished, and they fought individually, outnumbered and outmatched.
The Cloud Mist Swordsman shouted, "Brothers, break through quickly! I'll cover the rear!" He struggled to his feet, his body covered in wounds, charging left and right like a trapped beast fighting desperately.
The Sky Swordsman rushed to join the Five Swordsmen of Stars, Wind and Rain, Thunder and Lightning, Mist and Dew, and together they fought their way out. Their swords were broken and their strength exhausted, but they finally escaped from
the valley entrance. Looking back, the six swordsmen let out a simultaneous scream of agony: the Cloud Mist Swordsman, who hadn't yet escaped, was
now a bloody mess, kicked and tossed around by the Ten Villains, a gruesome sight.
The six swordsmen roared and fought their way back, snatching the dying Cloud Mist Swordsman from the chaos. Protecting each other, they slowly retreated from the Valley of Villains.
The clouds were light, the moon cold, and the stars gleaming. The Valley of Villains returned to its former tranquility after the fierce battle, and the righteous path of the martial world suffered its first major setback in its attempt to wipe out the demonic lair.
"The Gambler" Xuan Yuan San Guang resumed his reckless gambling as always, while Haha'er and Tu Jiaojiao continued their flirtatious affairs. No one could have imagined that an even greater
storm was about to violently engulf the entire martial world!
While the Valley of Villains was rising in power, another group of vicious villains was also... These seemingly insignificant figures, though unknown to most, caused an uproar the moment they appeared. Even top-tier martial arts masters trembled at their mere mention of their
names .
They disrupted the martial world, which had only recently enjoyed twenty years of peace.
The invincible "Demon King," who had dominated the martial arts world at Mount Tai, lay dead overnight on the banks of the Grand Canal; the unparalleled "Deadly Golden Blade"
was found dead in the street in broad daylight; the notorious "Soul-Chasing Skull" died mysteriously in his secret chamber at Crouching Tiger Manor; even the "Number One Manor Under Heaven," the old master of Ouyang Manor,
was massacred on a dark and stormy night, his spirit drifting into the underworld.
Subsequent investigations revealed that these bloodshed incidents were almost all related to the "Twelve Constellations." Who exactly were they? What was their
motive for ?
North of the Three Gorges, between the Yangtze and Han Rivers, lies Shennongjia, the highest primeval forest in Central China. Legend has it that in ancient times, the legendary Emperor Shennong tasted
hundreds of herbs here to cure all kinds of diseases. Due to the steep peaks and deep ravines, he had to build scaffolds to climb up and down to collect the herbs, hence the name "Shennongjia" (Shennongjia, meaning "Shennong's Frame").
From here, one can see vast, misty mountains and lush trees, rising and falling endlessly; up close, countless ancient trees reach for the sky, and various flowers and grasses vie for beauty;
waterfalls cascade, caves offer wonders, rare birds sing, and exotic animals roam.
Several martial arts masters—Mi Shiba, Yu Boya, Lady Xiao, Han Xiangzi, and Nan Guosheng—lived in seclusion here, detached from worldly affairs.
One morning, Lady Xiao came alone to the main peak of Shennongjia, known as the "First Peak of Central China," to diligently practice her new "Ehuang Eighteen Transformations" technique.
After practicing for a
while in that misty , legendary place where Shennong, the ancient Chinese immortal, supposedly built a ladder to heaven, she sat down by a flowing spring to drink and rest. Looking at her reflection in the water—an old woman with silver hair,
frail and hunched over—a sudden thought struck her: why not try a new method and see if she could regain her youth? She quickly used her "Eighteen Transformations of Ehuang" technique, dipping her hands into the spring water and wiping them on her face.
A miracle occurred instantly! The spring reflected a beautiful face with delicate eyebrows, radiant cheeks, and cherry-red lips, like a white lotus flower glistening with dew. Just
as Ms. Xiao was about to smile, she frowned: although her face had become younger, her hands were still bulging with veins, and her body was wrinkled!
She removed her clothes, lying naked in the spring, using a stone as a pillow. Her long, dark
hair spread like clouds across the gray rocks. With her eyes slightly closed, she began to practice the "Eighteen Transformations of Ehuang" technique, her hands constantly rubbing her body. The feeling was like being caressed by a lover's hand. Gradually, her long, slender legs
became rounded and supple, and her skin began to radiate youthful vitality.
Suddenly, a dog barked.
A dog barking on the majestic, towering peak of Central
China was already alarming, but this bark was even more unusual, possessing an eerie quality. Startled, Ms. Xiao opened her eyes and saw a large, white-toothed wolfhound on the ground. The wolfhound, with its tiger-like body and wolf-like snout, was twice the size of a normal dog, and constantly growled. The golden monkey, on the other hand, had fiery eyes
with an , making it extremely eerie.
The monkey and the dog approached the spring. The golden monkey squeaked, somersaulted on the dog's back, landed at the spring's edge,
and swiftly grabbed Ms. Xiao's dress with its claws. With several
more somersaults, it flew away. Ms. Xiao, startled, jumped naked from the spring and rushed after it. But the giant dog let out a fierce roar and pounced on Ms. Xiao, its row of gleaming white teeth aimed straight for
her throat. Ms. Xiao hurriedly dodged. Despite its size, the giant dog was surprisingly agile. With a swift movement of its front paws, it turned and lunged at her again,
its white teeth almost touching her skin. The stench emanating from the giant dog's gaping maw was suffocating.
Enraged, Lady Xiao unleashed a powerful double palm strike, a thunderous strike aimed at the giant dog's skull. As the dog leaped away, she simultaneously
kicked out like
an iron ox plowing the ground). The dog was struck in the jaw, rolling on the ground, howling incessantly. With a whoosh, the golden monkey, its dress already hanging high in the treetops, leaped down and pounced on Lady Xiao, its claws flashing like lightning, aiming straight for her eyes.
Lady Xiao quickly deflected the monkey's claws with her Wind-Shielding Immortal Palm, followed by a series of attacks: Immortal
Pointing the Way, Divine Mirror Reflection, Little Demon Slaying Demon… The golden monkey moved with incredible agility and speed, its attacks missing its mark, yet its gleaming golden claws remained within
three inches .
Lady Xiao was furious, regretting that she had forgotten to bring the Divine Demon Jade Flute with her. Seeing that she couldn't defeat the two beasts with her bare hands, she quickly came up with a clever idea.
Ignoring her nakedness, she unleashed a powerful strike, landing flat on her back.
The giant dog and golden monkey, seeing her lie down like Sleeping Beauty instead of attacking, were puzzled and their attacks slowed.
In a flash, Lady Xiao reached out and grabbed handfuls of dirt and grass, then with a flick of her wrist, a shower of silver and golden raindrops rained down,
like a giant net, engulfing the two beasts.
Though the giant dog was ferocious and the golden monkey intelligent, they were still beasts, and could not evade Lady Xiao's deadly, casually thrown weapon. The giant dog howled in agony, the
golden monkey groaned, and they fled in pain.
Ms. Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and leaped up, intending to climb a tree and retrieve her dress. However, a lewd, strange laugh suddenly sounded behind her: "Heh...what
a picture of the Goddess of Wushan bathing!" She quickly turned and jumped into the spring, only her head above water, and stared intently—eight figures leaped out from behind the rocks and approached the spring.
The first figure was thin, wearing a shimmering gold robe, with prominent cheekbones and sharp jaws, fiery eyes, and a smile that stretched almost to his ears; he resembled a monkey more than a human
. The second figure had a fat head and large ears, two protruding currant-colored eyes, a lewd, flat nose, a protruding chin, and a tongue retracted between two fangs—he looked exactly like
the giant dog's twin brother.
The remaining six were all dressed in black, their faces covered with black cloths, revealing only a pair of gleaming eyes.
"Who are you?" Ms. Xiao asked.
The fat, dark-skinned man chuckled, "So you don't know the great name of us 'Twelve Constellations'? The Fruit Offering Lord and the Guest Welcoming Lord are us..." Lady Xiao
shook head. She'd never heard of the "Twelve Constellations," but judging from the eight men's sinister demeanor, they were clearly not benevolent.
The Fruit Offering Lord and the Guest Welcoming Lord were fixated on the spring water, where beautiful, alluring bodies were faintly visible: two firm, jade-like breasts, rosy nipples,
rounded, long thighs, and a lush, fragrant valley... "Get out of here, you shameless scoundrels!" Lady Xiao shouted.
The Fruit Offering Lord cackled, "Little lady, come on up and play with us brothers. The experience will be unforgettable! Heh..." The Guest Welcoming Lord, drooling,
lewdly said, "The little beauty is shy. Come, let's serve her!" With that, he stepped into the spring water. The others, not to be outdone,
jumped in with grins.
With nowhere to retreat or hide, Lady Xiao watched helplessly as eight men, sixteen hands, were about to touch her full, fair, and soft body.
Forgetting all leaped ashore.
Seeing her naked, eight mouths grinned uncontrollably, sixteen lustful eyes blazing with desire.
Suddenly, Lady Xiao's arm shot out, snapping off a tree branch. With a flick of her wrist, it resembled a silver whip, its cold light and murderous aura blazing. She unleashed a powerful "
Wild Wind Breaks the Tree" attack, gathering all her inner strength, a killing intent bursting forth from the chilling light.
The Fruit Offering Lord shouted, "Well done, 'Flying Flowers Everywhere,' indeed quite skilled!" Eight black figures soared into the sky, then pounced on Lady Xiao.
Individually, their martial arts might not be considered top-tier, but the eight of them, having shared life and death for so long, had developed a formidable combined attack technique. Now that the attack
was unleashed, Lady Xiao was immediately thrown into disarray. Adding to her embarrassment, she hadn't brought her signature Jade Flute, and being naked before the men, she was understandably embarrassed, already at
a psychological disadvantage.
Seeing this, the Welcoming Lord roared, "Eight Directions of Majesty!" Eight men attacked simultaneously from all directions. Even with Lady Xiao's exceptional skill and experience,
she couldn't simultaneously deflect the attacks from all sides. She felt a sharp, numb pain in her left shoulder acupoint, and before she could even cry out, she collapsed limply to
the ground .
Watching helplessly as eight lecherous wolves surrounded her, Lady Xiao's heart ached. She never imagined that at nearly a hundred years old, she would fall into the hands of these scoundrels. "Fine," she thought, "I'd rather
die than suffer such humiliation." Lady Xiao's eyes widened, and she was about to bite her tongue to commit suicide when suddenly she heard several earth-shattering roars, like a bolt from the blue. In the blink of an eye,
four old men appeared, their toes barely touching the treetops as they soared through the air like thunder gods descending from the heavens.
Needless to say, it was Mi Shiba, Yu Boya, Han Xiangzi, and Nan Guosheng who had arrived at the last moment! It turned out that they had discovered early that Lady Xiao was missing, and noticing
she had forgotten her protective jade flute, they feared she might be harmed by the strange beasts of the deep mountains and forests, and also wanted to witness her new "Eighteen Transformations of Ehuang" technique. Thus, they had come together to search for her, and
by sheer coincidence, rescued Lady Xiao.
The eight men were utterly stunned by the four old men's furious roar. These seemingly frail and senile old men showed no signs of age; their lightness of movement alone revealed their considerable
inner strength . In a moment of hesitation, the four old men were already beside them, and with a few loud bangs, the four men in black had vanished, their souls flying away to report to the underworld.
The Fruit Offering Lord and the Guest Welcoming Lord, caught off guard by this sudden turn of events, were utterly horrified. They quickly exchanged a glance, whistled twice, and simultaneously pulled out several items from their
bodies , throwing them out. Taking advantage of their opponents' retreat to deal with the hidden weapons, they turned and leaped away, disappearing without a trace.
The four old men dodged the hidden weapons, and when they turned to look closely, not only had the enemies vanished, but even Lady Xiao had disappeared. They were greatly surprised.
"I'm here!" came Lady Xiao's voice from behind. The four old men looked in the direction of the voice and immediately burst into laughter.
It turned out that Lady Xiao had taken advantage of their battle to hide in the spring to conceal her naked and embarrassing state.
Mi Shiba teased, "Sister Xiao, how about your old brother gives you a back rub?" Lady Xiao scolded, "Shut up! Quickly get me the dress from that treetop."
Yu Boya hurriedly leaped to the treetop, took down the dress, and placed it by the spring.
Lady Xiao shouted again, "Turn around, all of you!" Han Xiangzi laughed and praised, "I only realized today that Sister Xiao has such a graceful and charming appearance. It's truly wonderful!"
Nan Guosheng muttered, "Sister Xiao is so biased. Others can see, but we aren't allowed to feast our eyes." Yu Boya got angry and roared, "Close your eyes!
Don't look at my Sister Xiao! Anyone who dares to open their eyes and peek will have their eyes gouged out!" The three old men dared not disobey and obediently turned around. Yu Boya also
consciously closed his eyes. Then Lady Xiao hurriedly put on her clothes and suddenly shouted, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and chase after her!" On
the same night that Lady Xiao was attacked on the main peak of Shennongjia, in the small town of Lijiaji on the edge of Shennongjia, two hundred miles away, a dark figure leaped high and low, flying over rooftops, and
finally disappeared into the mansion of the wealthy Wang in the east of the town, flying into the boudoir of the young lady Sai Diaochan.
A moment later, the lights in the room came on, revealing a masked figure with only his eyes burning like will-o'-the-wisps. He lifted the gauze curtain, and
the sleeping beauty instantly ignited his desire. She was so beautiful: her black temples were like raven feathers, her eyebrows were like crescent moons, her lips were delicate, her almond eyes were bright, her nose was like a jade
nose, her face was rosy and radiant, as beautiful as peach blossoms and plums, her body was like a flower, her hands were like scallion branches, she was truly enchanting and captivating, graceful and alluring. What talk of the beauty of Chu maidens or the delicate features of Xi Shi,
she was like a celestial maiden descended from the heavens, or Chang'e emerging from the moon palace.
The masked man quickly transformed into a swarm of bees and butterflies, like a whirlwind sweeping across the young woman's body. He stripped off his own clothes and pounced naked on her snow-white flesh. Sai Diaochan awoke with a start, struggling in vain, trying to push the masked man off her
.
But her resistance only fueled his ferocity. With
a "whoosh," his penis slammed into her vagina, forcing her to let out a series of agonizing groans.
The tearing sensation in her vagina assaulted every nerve; she felt as if a red-hot baseball bat was being plunged into her lower body, relentlessly churning her internal organs. She gasped
, her mouth agape in agony.
Ignoring Sai Diaochan's cries, the masked man grabbed her breasts, using the force to thrust his penis deeper into her womb. His lower abdomen
slapped against her buttocks, creating a symphony of the most lewd and obscene thrusting, a soundscape that, combined with Sai Diaochan's moans, was almost heavenly.
As he thrust, the masked man secretly praised Sai Diaochan's exceptionally tight vagina; even penetration itself was incredibly pleasurable. The inner flesh
coiled around his penis, gripping and sucking, causing him intense pleasure. For an ordinary person, ejaculation upon penetration wouldn't be surprising.
The masked man thrust five or six hundred times in one go, reaching a satisfying climax, before forcefully plunging into the very depths of Sai Diaochan's vagina,
releasing all his pent-up desire at her opening cervix. The milky-white, turbid semen, containing countless tiny lives, was injected
into Sai Diaochan's womb, which desperately needed filling, filling every inch of space within. Then, it slowly flowed out from the cervix, down her vagina and labia, and finally
down her snow-white thighs to the ground.
Sai Diaochan's hands were still weakly resisting; subconsciously, she touched the dragon tattooed on her body by the masked man. This was a dragon demon!
Late at night, Wei Wuya, dressed in black, quietly slipped into the Wang family mansion. He was originally the head steward of Yuquan Manor, known as the "Number One Manor Under Heaven," and also
Wuya Jun, one of the "Twelve Constellations." He was the inside manor's culmination of the destruction of Yuquan Manor, a result of his inside-outside collusion. A few days ago, he received orders
to come to Lijiaji in the Shennongjia region to meet Xianguo Jun and Yingke Jun. Having nothing better to do that day, he decided to play the role of a flower thief and
have some fun in the boudoir of the renowned beauty, Sai Diaochan.
Wei Wuya arrived at the window of Sai Diaochan's boudoir and suddenly sensed something amiss. He licked a hole in the paper window with his tongue and squinted through one eye.
What he saw ignited a nameless fire within him, threatening to spread. He saw a naked man wantonly ravaging Sai Diaochan, whose
beautiful eyes were wide open, blazing with rage, yet her limbs were powerless to resist.
Wei Wuya, unable to contain himself, kicked open the wooden door and rushed inside. However, he suddenly froze, not only afraid to go forward, but
also too afraid to even turn back and run away, even though the dragon demon, in the midst of his lust, only glanced at him.
But that one glance, a glance through a masked face with only two small holes revealing his gaze, was enough for Wei Wuya to recognize him as
the Bloodless Dragon Demon, the King of the Twelve Constellations, known as the "Head of the Four Spirits"! The
Bloodless Dragon Demon always appeared as a masked figure, even during the gathering of the Twelve Constellations, when he was issuing commands. Among
the Twelve Constellations, he and the other ten had absolute obedience to the Bloodless Dragon Demon, even to the point of blind devotion. Their combined power was probably no match
for him.
The Bloodless Dragon Demon suddenly asked casually, "Aren't you happy?" His voice was booming like a bell, yet somewhat grating.
Wei Wuya quickly shook his head, his head bobbing vigorously. The
Bloodless Dragon Demon calmly put on his clothes, casually pulled a blanket to cover Sai Diaochan's alabaster-white body, and suddenly smiled, saying, "It seems you're
unhappy because you're silent. I think you still want to kill me, don't you?" Sai Diaochan remained cold and aloof, not uttering a word. It turned out that Wei Wuya had been completely deluding himself; the Bloodless
Dragon Demon's question wasn't directed at him from the start. Now that he understood, Wei Wuya's heart pounded wildly. "If this beauty doesn't answer soon, she'll
perish !" With a wave of his hand, the Bloodless Dragon Demon tossed out a small, gleaming golden cylinder with a clang, which landed in front of Sai Diaochan.
"Ah!" Wei Wuya exclaimed in shock: "The Heaven-Shattering, Earth-Destroying, Bone-Piercing Heart-Piercing Needle!" The Bloodless Dragon Demon slowly turned around, his back to Sai Diaochan, and said, "This is
the number one hidden weapon in the world . If you want to kill me, then do it! I can't let you live a happy life, so let me die by your hand!" He laughed loudly, without turning back, displaying a
magnanimous air of welcoming death.
Sai Diaochan sat frozen, like a mute.
"You don't believe me?" The Bloodless Dragon Demon paused, then instructed Wei Wuya beside him, "You know your stuff, tell her!" Wei Wuya dared not refuse,
stepping forward and pointing to the small golden cylinder, saying, "This Heaven-Shattering, Earth-Destroying, Bone-Piercing, Heart-Piercing Needle is no thicker than a pen tube, yet it contains three hundred and sixty silver needles as thin as cow's hair,
each soaked in deadly poison.
Once the cap is opened and the mechanism activated, a volley of silver needles will shoot out, covering the sky and dense as a rainstorm, impossible for anyone to dodge. If struck, they pierce
the flesh and go straight to the bone marrow, instantly killing the victim." What a powerful hidden weapon! What a vicious hidden weapon! Sai Diaochan exclaimed inwardly, a chill running down her spine.
She really wanted to reach for the small cylinder in front of her and shoot all the silver needles at the Bloodless Dragon Demon. But she restrained herself.
"Ha..." The Bloodless Dragon Demon suddenly burst into maniacal laughter. "Alright, you didn't make a move. It seems you still can't bear to kill me. Let me tell you, what he said earlier
was absolutely true, but he doesn't know that there is one exception in this world, and that is me." With that, he flicked his toe, and the small cylinder flew up from the ground. He
caught hand, and with the other hand, he tore open his robe, pointed the cylinder at his exposed chest, pulled off the cap, and pressed the mechanism. "Pfft—" A burst of silver needles as fine as ox awns shot
out.
"Ah!" "Ah!" Sai Diaochan and Wei Wuya exclaimed simultaneously. Sai Diaochan was greatly surprised, while Wei Wuya was terrified to the
point of losing his mind at the sight of the "Head of the Four Spirits" committing suicide.
However, nothing happened. The Bloodless Dragon Demon neither suffered from festering flesh nor died on the spot, nor did he feel the slightest pain; he remained completely unaffected. The
burst of silver needles that had shot at him actually stuck to the skin on his chest like a layer of dust, as if it were an impenetrable wall.
Even more miraculously, his pectoral muscles contracted and expanded, and the cluster of silver needles was ejected, shooting towards a bluestone pavement beneath Wei Wuya's feet. A series of
clanging sounds followed as the needles pierced the stone, leaving behind a dense network of tiny pinhole-like holes.
Sai Diaochan stared in disbelief. Wei Wuya was drenched in cold sweat, his front and back collars completely soaked.
"Ha..." The Bloodless Dragon Demon laughed triumphantly again: "Since I possess these poisonous hidden weapons, I naturally have methods to neutralize and defend against them. I can injure others, but how can others..."
"Hurt me!" Suddenly, his smile vanished, and a sharp light flashed from the two small holes in his mask. Wei Wuya heard his secret telepathic command: "Wuya-jun, quickly go and
meet Xianguo-jun and Yingke-jun. Tomorrow I will go to Jiugong Mountain to test the 'Yihua Jieyu' divine skill of Yihua Palace and see if they can stop my grand plan to dominate the martial arts world!"
Jiugong Mountain in Hubei Province is a steep and deep mountain range, stretching for hundreds of miles, with nine layers of peaks, thousands of verdant peaks, and countless secluded valleys.
Historical records state that the nine brothers of the Later Jin Anwang sought refuge here and built nine palaces: Hunyuan Palace, Bagua Palace, Qinglong Palace, Baihu Palace, Doumu Palace, Wuwei Palace, Sanqing
Palace, Qizhen Palace, and Yihua Palace in Xiuyu Valley, hence the name Jiugong Mountain (Nine Palaces Mountain).
The vicissitudes of life and the chaos of war have turned those magnificent stone archways and jade palaces and golden gates and iron tiles into ancient relics. In the fourteenth year of the Chunxi reign of the Southern Song Dynasty, Zhang Daoqing, the Taoist Celestial Master
, rebuilt nine palaces and temples here, renaming only the Yihua Palace to Qintian Ruiqing Palace, making it a renowned Taoist holy site.
Today, the Yihua Palace, which had been stripped of its name, has been restored and is inhabited by the two palace masters, Yaoyue and Lianxing. The other palaces and temples, however, have become merely nominal, all destroyed.
The Xiuyu Valley, where the Yihua Palace is located, is filled with flowers: peonies, roses, plum blossoms, orchids, chrysanthemums, datura, night-blooming jasmine, tulips, as well as roses,
jasmine , osmanthus, crabapples, geraniums, and wild apples… These flowers, which shouldn't bloom in the same place, much less at the same time, are all
blooming here now.
Anyone who comes to Xiuyu Valley will be captivated by this sea of flowers, forgetting their worries, their dangers, and everything else. But this is also the most mysterious and dangerous place
in the world !
The palaces of Palace Mistress Yaoyue and Palace Mistress Lianxing were the most beautiful and magnificent buildings in the entire Yihua Palace, nestled among a profusion of flowers, like a paradise on earth. Especially after
nightfall, the soft light cast by hundreds of palace lanterns was dazzling and elegant, as enchanting as a fine wine.
Palace Mistress Yaoyue's bedroom, located at the deepest part of the palace, was luxurious and noble, yet filled with a woman's sensual atmosphere. Upon entering the bedroom, the first thing that caught the eye
was an elegant screen inlaid with jade depicting a concubine bathing, while on the walls on either side hung even more alluring and provocative Tang Dynasty erotic paintings. Behind the screen was a spacious area, with
flickering candlelight, exuding romance and warmth. In the center was a soft and comfortable jade bed, and to the left was Palace Mistress Yaoyue's dressing table, filled with various rouges and powders,
their fragrance permeating the air.
At this moment, Palace Mistress Yaoyue lay on the large and comfortable jade bed, lost in thought. She was dressed in white, her long hair flowing like clouds, her figure graceful and
elegant . She seemed to possess an innate, irresistible magic, forever aloof and unapproachable.
A moment later, she swayed her slender waist, turned over, and the silk skirt covering her graceful body rippled lightly, revealing her fair legs beneath.
The Yihua Palace had never accepted male disciples, and the exceptionally skilled Palace Master Yaoyue naturally looked down on ordinary heroes of the martial world. However, she was, after all, in the prime of her youth,
yearning for romantic love between a man and a woman. In her mind, she fantasized about roaming the martial world with her ideal handsome man, laughing at life's ups and downs. The mature and beautiful
virgin's heart was filled with fantasies, her heart pounded, her cheeks flushed, and a hint of spring was emerging.
As she thought of these passionate thoughts, Palace Master Yaoyue's breath grew heavier, her firm, full breasts heaved, her heart pounded like a deer's, and she felt a tingling sensation in that untouched
valley . She couldn't help but slip her slender hand inside her undergarments, caressing the lush, mound-like mons pubis.
Her eyes were half-closed, her mind filled with images of male-female intercourse and the intoxicating pleasure that captivated her, making her feel an even stronger,
tingling sensation in her paradise. Her cherry-red lips parted slightly, her breath quickening as she pressed her hand more forcefully against the soft, full flesh. A blush spread across her naturally beautiful face, her
cheeks radiating a spring-like allure.
"Sister, what are you doing?" Suddenly, a slightly childish voice called from the doorway. Judging from the voice alone, anyone would assume the visitor was a
young girl, still innocent and beautiful, yet charmingly naive. But the person standing in the doorway was a woman of indeterminate age, dressed in a cloud-like
embroidered palace gown, her long skirt reaching the ground, her long hair flowing
over her shoulders like drifting clouds. Her face was sweeter than spring flowers, and her bright eyes shone with an indescribable wisdom.
But this peerless beauty was born disabled; even her flowing sleeves and floor-length dress couldn't conceal the deformities of her left hand and foot.
"Lianxing, you've come," said Palace Mistress Yaoyue, languidly rising from the jade bed. Her hand remained inside her undergarments, and through the thin fabric, a
damp liquid seemed to flow from her private parts.
"Sister, you look so lonely! Would you like me to help you relax?" A smile played on Palace Mistress Lianxing
's lips as she approached the jade bed and sat down. She opened her mouth and took Palace Mistress Yaoyue's earlobe into her mouth, her delicate tongue carefully licking the edge before kissing her way down her neck.
Palace Mistress Yaoyue's palace dress had somehow slipped open, revealing her snow-white body. The Palace Mistress Lianxing's fragrant lips lingered on her sister's high, firm breasts
, then suddenly opened her mouth and bit down on the purple nipple, her tongue licking the tip repeatedly. The Palace Mistress Yaoyue's nipples hardened almost instantly.
She relaxed, comfortably enjoying her sister's ministrations, feeling the little serpent slither around her firm breasts several times before slowly
moving to her navel, like a clear spring, gracefully playing in the water, then continuing downwards, skimming over her flat abdomen, and disappearing into the lush, grassy valley.
Now, the Palace Mistress Lianxing knelt between her sister's wide-open legs, before her sister's slightly raised mons pubis, where the pubic hair wasn't fully curled, forming
a beautiful inverted triangle. She saw the pink clitoris peeking out from between her labia, and a few short pubic hairs growing on the full labia majora.
The Palace Mistress Lianxing lowered her head, slowly bringing her fragrant lips closer, and carefully licked her sister's genitals with her tongue. She first carefully licked
around the vulva, then parted the petals of the Moon Palace Mistress, her tongue darting into the honeyed depths.
"Ah..." The extremely sensitive petals, stimulated, caused the Moon Palace Mistress's suppressed moans to gradually escape from between her teeth. When her sister licked
around the engorged bud, she felt waves of immense pleasure, so intense that the Moon Palace Mistress's mind went blank. Her vulva
was already very wet, and her sister's movements became even more intense as she became fully aroused. She gently bit the labia majora with her teeth, which made
the Moon Palace Mistress cry out louder.
Finally, the Moon Palace Mistress leaped up and embraced her sister's slender body. With a few soft rustling sounds, their clothes fell one by one to the side of the jade
bed, and the two naked, beautiful bodies rolled together on the bed, their four jade breasts facing each other, their two fragrant tongues intertwined. One body
was , the other full, white, and sensual. The two bodies, of the same sex but different shapes, resembled mating grasshoppers. Yaoyue lay atop Lianxing's snow-white body,
her lower body writhing rhythmically, her vulva facing each other, her openings joined, swaying up and down, left and right. Her labia were perfectly aligned, Yaoyue's large labia opening and closing.
It sucked all of Lianxing's delicate labia inside, and as if it had teeth, it bit down firmly on her clitoris.
"Ah! Good sister! Tsk tsk... Oh... Oh... I can't take it anymore." This was the moan of Palace Mistress Lianxing. Then came another round of shaking and grinding, and waves of pleasure surged from her jade
cave like a fountain.
"Ah! Good sister... I've lost it too..." Palace Mistress Yaoyue also began to moan. They both felt a sense of floating, and the "mirror grinding" gave them a taste of eroticism they had
never experienced before. Their naturally beautiful faces were flushed with a blush, and their jade cheeks were full of spring colors.
Just then, a series of urgent shouts came from outside: "Palace Mistress, there are enemies invading Xiuyu Valley!" Upon hearing the news, Palace Mistress Yaoyue quickly jumped off the jade bed,
quickly put on her clothes, and said to Lianxing, "I'll go out and meet the enemy first. You come quickly after me!" After saying that, she rushed out of the bedroom like a gust of wind. At
the entrance of Xiuyu Valley, Palace Mistress Yaoyue was like a fairy riding the wind, her clothes fluttering. Upon her appearance, two lightly dressed girls, each wielding a long sword, leaped from the flowerbed. They
wore vibrant floral crowns, their faces more beautiful than the flowers themselves, yet their beautiful faces were devoid of expression and color, appearing as if
sculpted from ice and snow. They stood respectfully at their sides, bowing and saying, "Great Palace Mistress..." They were Tie Pinggu and Hua Yuenü, maids of the Yihua Palace.
The Palace Mistress of Yaoyue coldly asked, "Who dares trespass into the Yihua Palace?" Her voice was so ethereal, so elusive, so cold and ruthless,
sending chills down one's spine, yet also so gentle and beautiful. No one in the world could forget that voice.
The earth and sky seemed to fill with murderous intent and chill because of those few words; even the bright moon seemed to lose
its color .
No one answered.
The Palace Mistress of Yaoyue snorted coldly, then suddenly waved her long sleeves, unleashing a deadly divine skill. Chrysanthemums, peonies, roses, datura, night-blooming jasmine, geraniums… all sorts
of flowers were swarmed and scattered like flies by her long, fan-like sleeves. Countless flowers swirled in the air, their murderous aura intense; any one of them could be
fatal.
All the flowers shot towards one end of Embroidered Jade Valley, where a masked figure, dressed entirely in black except for his two eyes that blazed like will-o'-the-wisps, was hidden.
Seeing the flowers raining down on him like locusts, the masked figure clapped his hands, instantly unleashing a surge of heat from his body. The flowers, touching the white vapor, fell like raindrops,
scattering to the ground; the murderous aura, upon colliding with the white vapor, dissipated like clouds meeting the wind.
Seeing that her opponent had managed to neutralize her divine skill, Palace Mistress Yaoyue exclaimed, "What a magnificent move, the Sea-Suppressing Interception Technique! It's truly an eye-opener. In the martial world,
only . Could you perhaps be Hero Yan?" The masked man brandished a unique weapon with a clang, shaped like a golden dragon with two horns extending to
its sides. From its open mouth, a jade-green tongue protruded. A mountain wind blew, and the sound resembled a dragon's roar, a chilling killing intent emanating from all directions.
Palace Mistress Yaoyue was startled and shouted, "You are not Yan Nantian!" Yan Nantian wielded only a sword, never using or even deigning to use other weapons, much less relying on a unique
weapon to defeat others.
The masked man grinned maliciously, about to swing the golden dragon whip. Suddenly, a shout rang out: "Sister, be careful! The Nine-Appearance Divine Dragon, a Demon's Sorrow!" It was Palace Mistress Lianxing who had arrived.
The masked man looked at her and asked, "Are you the Second Palace Master of Yihua Palace? I didn't expect you to recognize this item. Do you know its origin?" Palace Master Lianxing smiled
faintly and spoke eloquently, as if reciting a familiar story: "Your Golden Dragon Whip is extraordinary. It's a weapon with nine wondrous uses. Its entire body is covered in reverse scales, which can not only stick to weapons
but also attach hidden weapons. Its dragon horns are designed to counter the soft weapons of various famous sects. Its dragon tongue extends straight out to strike pressure points. Its open dragon mouth can bite blades. In addition,
its dragon eyes are lightning-fast weapons, and from its dragon mouth, it can shoot out thirteen 'Midnight Heart-Searching Nails,' which are lethal upon contact with blood, and no more than midday. When necessary,
all its dragon scales can also be launched. If one doesn't know the details of this weapon, even a god would find it hard to dodge." The masked man was dumbfounded, never expecting that
Palace Master Lianxing would be so familiar with this unique weapon that had been lost for so long.
Palace Mistress Yaoyue was also surprised: "In the entire world, there are only two of these weapons, and both have been extinct for a long time. Who exactly are you? I'm very interested in
your identity!" Palace Mistress Lianxing added, "I'd love to see your face!" The masked man was initially somewhat alarmed, then suddenly
shouted, "I am the Bloodless Dragon Demon, who never changes my name or surname!" At the same time, the masked man brandished his golden dragon whip, and a gust of wind suddenly arose. "Whoosh..."
Thirteen "Midnight Heart-Questioning Nails" shot out. "Swish..." Countless dragon scales splashed in a fan shape.
Palace Mistress Yaoyue and Palace Mistress Lianxing waved their long sleeves in unison, like two phoenixes dancing, adding countless stars to the soft moonlight.
All the hidden weapons disappeared without a trace in an instant, like meteors passing by. However, the masked man had also taken the opportunity to vanish! The
sky and earth were quiet, and there was no trace of anyone.
Palace Mistress Lianxing gritted her teeth in hatred: "What a pity that scoundrel got away!" Palace Mistress Yaoyue coldly replied: "He won't escape. That fellow's skill is on par with ours.
As long as he reappears in the martial world, we'll definitely be able to find out his whereabouts." Wei Wuya walked leisurely into Xiuyu Valley.
Yuquan Manor and Yihua Palace were neighbors. When Wei Wuya was the head steward of Yuquan Manor, he often dealt with Yihua Palace and knew the two palace mistresses
. Although Yuquan Manor no longer existed, it was only natural for an old friend to visit, especially since Wei Wuya had always harbored desires for the two palace mistresses.
Before him was a sea of flowers, all of them rare and exotic flowers that shouldn't bloom in the same place or at the same time, yet were blooming luxuriantly,
delicate and vibrant. But where were the two palace mistresses?
Suddenly, the laughter of two women rang out behind him, like the chirping of orioles and swallows.
Wei Wuyuan turned around and saw on the hillside behind him, four towering ancient trees resembled two swing sets, and two women were swinging on them, laughing and joking. One
swung like a butterfly flitting among flowers, the other like a phoenix facing the sun; one swung like a nightingale playing on branches, the other like a moth skimming leaves. Truly, their emerald sleeves concealed spring, their silk skirts fluttered,
their movements graceful and elegant, their bearing exquisite.
These two women were none other than the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue Palace and the Palace Mistress of Lianxing Palace. Below, two other maidens in light veils watched and served them.
While swinging on the swing, Palace Mistress Lianxing said, "Sister, look! Where did this stinky man come from?
Doesn't he know that Yihua Palace is a forbidden place for men?" Palace Mistress Yaoyue continued swinging, replying expressionlessly, "That stinky man looks like the stinky steward from
Yuquan Manor. We live on the same mountain, so we're neighbors. I'll let him go." With that, she pushed off the swing, executing a risky "willow-breaking and willow-climbing"
move, her cold voice following, "Wei Wuya, I'm sparing your life because you're a neighbor. If you don't leave now, after I finish swinging, you might
not be able to leave !" "Ha..." Wei Wuya burst into wild laughter. He had long been infatuated with the Yaoyue and Lianxing sisters, regarding them as idols hidden in his heart,
and longing to possess these two beauties. But these two sisters had never even given him a second glance, completely disregarding him. Now, he had to seize the opportunity to make his intentions clear.
"Why must you be angry, Palace Master? I, Wei Wuya, am not an unknown figure in the martial world. Associating with you would not disgrace the name of the Yihua Palace..." Wei Wuya
hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly heard two sharp slaps across his face.
Wei Wuya's vision blurred, and his cheeks burned with pain. He touched them and felt ten finger marks, each carrying a faint fragrance.
"Damn it, you..." Wei Wuya opened his mouth to curse. A dignified man, slapped by a woman—it was the greatest shame of his life. But he swallowed his words,
unsure who to curse: Palace Master Lianxing was still swinging leisurely on the swing, and Palace Master Yaoyue was performing a somersault in mid-air with her "Touching Stars and Plucking the Moon" move,
as if they had never left the swing.
Who had slapped him? Was someone else behind him? Wei Wuya lightly touched the ground with his toes, spun around a few times, and took in the surrounding scenery, confirming that
apart from . He could conclude that the one who slapped him must have been the two palace masters; only they could be so fast that
even a top-tier expert like him couldn't see clearly.
Wei Wuya was instantly enraged, his eyes blazing with fury, but he quickly calmed down and coldly said, "The two palace masters possess unparalleled skills, which
I admire . However, returning a favor is human nature, but repaying kindness with enmity is something a gentleman does not do. You should know that there are always higher levels to reach, and even those insignificant Twelve Constellations
are not to be trifled with!" At this point, his tone had become a blatant threat.
On the swing set, Palace Mistress Lianxing heard every word clearly and shouted again, "Sister, did you hear that? One stinky man isn't enough for him, he even has this '
Twelve Constellations,' a rather novel name, but somehow, it seems to have a stench too!" Palace Mistress Yaoyue's swing slowly descended from the air as she spoke
, "Dead chickens and stupid oxen, hungry rabbits and mad dogs, poisonous snakes and mad monkeys, sick pigs and thin sheep, and even vicious tigers and inferior horses—all stupid beasts, how can they not stink? Just look at this plague
rat , it's disgusting enough." Wei Wuya trembled with rage, his right hand rising to grab the invincible Ruyi Soul-Reaping Ring.
But before he could even move, "Slap..." a series of slaps followed, his cheeks burning and slashing like knives, finger marks overlapping,
blood gushing from his nostrils and mouth. The last slap was the most powerful, "Slap!" His eight-foot-tall body flew out.
However, this time he saw clearly that it was Palace Mistress Yaoyue who had struck him! In his rage, he no longer cared about showing mercy. With a leap
, he sprang to his feet, hurling the Ruyi Soul-Slaying Ring with hatred towards the beautiful face of Palace Mistress Yaoyue.
A murderous aura filled the air, accompanied by a whistling wind. The Ruyi Soul-Slaying Ring moved erratically, sometimes left, sometimes right, seemingly square, sometimes round, its cold light dazzling, its afterimages overlapping like ripples,
engulfing Palace Mistress Yaoyue.
Palace Mistress Yaoyue's lips curled into a cold smile. She clapped her hands and gently pushed it away. Strangely enough, the Ruyi Soul-Slaying Ring, along with its rings of poison, suddenly changed
direction , heading straight for its master, Wei Wuya!
"The Shifting Flower and Grafting Divine Skill!" Wei Wuya knew the ring's mechanism well; how could he dare reach out to catch it? In a panic, he performed the Eighteen Rolls on the Ground, dodging the Ruyi Soul-Slaying Ring,
then leaped and bounded away, covering his head and fleeing.
The sisters, Yaoyue and Lianxing, didn't chase after him, only sending him off with a burst of laughter, their sweet and melodious voices still like the chirping of orioles and swallows.
Wei Wuya escaped from Xiuyu Valley. Passing through the woods, a mountain wall appeared before him, like a screen separating heaven and earth. The mountain wall was covered with tangled vines, completely
obscuring the color of the rocks. He parted a patch of vines, the densest of which was mostly withered, revealing a dark cave.
It looked like a tiny hole, worse than a dog hole, but Wei Wuya plunged inside.
After walking several dozen steps, he turned left, and the dark, narrow cave suddenly opened up into a passageway.
On both sides of the passageway were smooth, white jade-like stones, and a faint light shone from the ceiling, though its location was nowhere to be seen.
On the ground of the passageway lay a row of footprints, spaced three feet apart. Even if drawn with a ruler, such regularity and order wouldn't be possible.
Wei Wuya moved with his unique gait; only he knew how far to step. If anyone else made a wrong move, this passageway was riddled with at least a dozen
traps, each one deadly. This was his carefully constructed secret dwelling,
unknown to .
Beyond the passageway lay the center of the cave. At the head of the room was a very large stone chair, carved from a single piece of stone. Though stone, it was
more lustrous than jade, without a single blemish. The cave's chilling air was biting, but sitting on this stone chair instantly brought a feeling of warmth.
However, Wei Wuya didn't sit on the chair. Instead, he picked up a dark green short sword from the weapon rack beside him and drew it with a "whoosh."
The sword was seventeen inches long. At first glance, it seemed dull and lacking luster, but upon closer inspection, its chilling aura and menacing light made it difficult to even open one's eyes.
Wei Wuya held the sword in his right hand, stepped forward with his left foot, and unleashed a move called "The Phoenix Arrives," the sword flashing like a bolt of lightning as it cleaved down towards the stone chair. He had concentrated all his inner strength and
rage into his wrist. Even if this sword were merely a bamboo sword, let alone a weapon capable of cutting through gold and jade, this strike would be enough to shatter stone into
dust!
With a clang, sparks flew, and the large stone chair was cleaved in two!
Wei Wuya's pent-up anger was finally released. He stared at the shattered jade chair, sighed softly, and gently stroked the spine of the sword with his fingertips, pondering
for a long time . The melodious laughter echoed in his ears again, and those two beautiful faces flickered before his eyes once more. The more unattainable something was, the more he
desired it. Although the main cave, resembling a palace, was surrounded by smaller chambers arranged like a honeycomb, each containing a soft, comfortable bed,
he had no desire to lie down in them.
He slipped and darted through a narrow stone door into another chamber. He retrieved a tinderbox from the corner and
lit the dozen or so steel lamps embedded in the stone wall. Then, wielding his short sword, he began carving life-sized pieces of stone from the wall, focusing intently on his work.
He sculpted three sets of statues in one go. Each set consisted of three figures: himself, and the other two, of course, were the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue and the Palace Mistress of Lianxing,
each in a different pose. The first group shows the sisters of the Yihua Palace kneeling on the ground, clutching Wei Wuya's clothes and pleading with him; the second group shows Wei Wuya
whipping them; the third group shows the sisters crawling on the ground, with Wei Wuya stepping on their chests while drinking from a cup.
The further he sculpted, the more grotesque the statues became, yet each one was sculpted with remarkable realism and exquisite detail.

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