Tianshan Heroine - Slave of the Rear Orifice

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Foreword:
Some friends said they liked anal scenes.
Others said they liked hardcore content.
Still others liked cuckoldry (does a woman being cuckolded count as cuckoldry?).
Some said that turning a woman into a cuckold right from the start wasn't exciting enough, and that a gradual transformation was better
...
So, I'll add a cross-dresser and compile it all into a story...
The male lead's nickname (or the female lead's?) is inspired by Wanli Tahua Fenyanzi (an 18th-tier supporting character) from *The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng - Ghost Manor*.
If you're interested, you can check out *The Heroine of Tianshan*.
Chapter 1: A Perfect Couple
The ten years of Jianghu in Fengtian belonged to a loving couple.
After the reign of Dugu Bing, the undisputed "Sword Saint," who lived in seclusion on Wangchen Peak and never descended from the Tianshan Mountains, and Gui Bufa, the renowned "Second King of Blades," who also vanished without a trace, the remaining wandering swordsmen of the martial world were left with only two men whose martial arts were the most superb and whose names were the most resounding:
"Soaring through the clouds like a swallow picking stars, a sword shattering the dust like a snow-capped Guanyin."
This phrase refers to two people: Qiu Xiaowu, the "
Swan Picking Stars," and Wu Xingyun, the "Snow-capped Guanyin." Qiu Xiaowu's "Soaring Through the Dust" lightness skill had reached a state of perfection, and it was said that he could evade the "Soul-Chasing Crossbow," which was said to be "a single crossbow bolt that would inevitably seduce the soul." He also possessed a finger-flicking technique, and few could dodge three flying stones in a row.
Wu Xingyun's "Cloud-Walking Swordplay" was said to be comparable to Dugu Bing's "Twelve Swords of Proud Cold," especially the move "Breaking Through the Clouds," whose exquisite swordsmanship was known throughout the world.
Unlike the imagined martial arts hero, Qiu Xiaowu was fair-skinned and beautiful. His crimson lips, bright eyes, and delicate, handsome face often led people to mistake his gender. When he smiled, it was like a gentle spring breeze, captivating and enchanting. Therefore, as a chivalrous hero, he rarely smiled in front of others, only laughing heartily when facing Wu Xingyun.
Wu Xingyun felt a mixture of intense affection and jealousy towards him. Although she was called "Snow Guanyin" and was also a fair-skinned and radiant beauty, she felt somewhat overshadowed when standing next to him.
Thus, although the two were inseparable, when it came to chivalrous deeds, one would appear while the other remained hidden.
It was usually Snow Guanyin who appeared, because Qiu Xiaowu's exceptionally handsome face held little intimidation over petty villains, while Wu Xingyun's sword technique, "Breaking Through the Clouds," was enough to terrify any evildoer.
It seems that since ancient times, lightness skill has not been the primary focus of these swordsmen. They prefer to concentrate on practicing close-combat martial arts to prepare for the risks they might encounter when their weapons are not at hand.
Wandering knights and rogues with exceptional lightness skills are often particularly adept at disguise, voice imitation, and concealed weapon techniques, as they often rely on their superior skills for infiltration and investigation.
"Brother Wu, where are we going?"
Wu Xingyun asked his lover as they rode along the imperial road.
"The capital. I received news that the Buddha of Bliss might appear in the capital. Sister Yun, we absolutely cannot let this scoundrel get away with this."
Qiu Xiaowu said to Wu Xingyun with a solemn expression, "This time, we must kill this villain in the capital!"
Having received the intelligence while enjoying spring and autumn in Jiangnan, Qiu Xiaowu had rushed to the capital with Wu Xingyun. He knew that the Buddha of Bliss would definitely appear at the Bliss Pavilion in the capital on May 12th.
At this moment, in the Great Zhao court, the emperor, disregarding the advice of his officials, appointed Empress Liu Meier as "Empress Dowager" to jointly govern the country.
The capital was instantly thrown into turmoil, with various forces converging there. Countless martial arts heroes and local officials were closely watching for any potential changes in the court. It was in this context that lurking demons and monsters began to emerge, wreaking havoc in the gaps between the cautious and stability-seeking factions.
In the eyes of Qiu Xiaowu and Wu Xingyun, the most hateful villain in the martial arts world at that time was this Blissful Buddha.
He possessed superb martial arts skills and acted mysteriously, his only known location being the various Blissful Pavilions he had established.
These Blissful Pavilions naturally offered various methods of ecstasy, brothels, casinos, and even power-money transactions—a haven for the underworld untouched by the government.
The reason the government didn't interfere was simple: if local constables went to seal off the pavilions, they might accidentally arrest the local magistrate, wouldn't that be embarrassing?
The righteous sects didn't want to pry. Brothels and gambling dens have existed since ancient times; you can't just stop people from doing these seemingly "legitimate" businesses, can you?
The Blissful Buddha hadn't been known to commit any inhuman evil deeds. He was just a wealthy landowner skilled in martial arts. He'd occasionally encountered gambling rogues and even given them some money to try and win back their losses at the Blissful Pavilion. What reason was there to make things difficult for the Blissful Buddha?
Qiu Xiaowu and Wu Xingyun had.
They had already witnessed the Blissful Buddha's evil deeds in Jiangnan. To build Blissful Pavilions in various places, the Blissful Buddha naturally had a strong interest in the land and houses of wealthy but low-status individuals in the local power circles. If you were willing to give them up, you'd be fine, and he'd even give you a considerable sum of money. But if you refused…
The blood-soaked Jiangnan jeweler Zhu Zhen died right before their eyes.
The Buddha of Bliss was meticulous in his actions. These people had all died at the hands of thieves who broke into their homes seeking money. He would handle the aftermath properly. Most of those houses had been burned to the ground, and there were no witnesses. What right did you have to slander the Buddha of Bliss's innocence?
Unfortunately, the Buddha of Bliss, despite his meticulous planning, did not anticipate that Zhu Zhen had a childhood friend named Qiu Xiaowu.
He had already sensed the danger and invited Qiu and Wu Xingyun to enjoy the spring scenery, thus refusing the Buddha of Bliss's forceful plunder.
The Buddha of Bliss was ruthless and slaughtered the entire family. When Qiu Xiaowu and Wu Xingyun arrived, they only saw a raging fire and the dying Zhu Zhen.
"Revenge!"
The two buried his remains with tears in their eyes and then rushed to the capital.
"Brother Wu," came to pick them up. It was Qiu Xiaowu's secret agent in the capital, Qiu Xiaojiu, who was Qiu Xiaowu's cousin. He was thin, dark, and short, but intelligent and decisive, making him perfect for this line of work.
"Xiao Jiu, you didn't explain in detail in your letter why the Blissful Buddha appeared in the capital?"
"Brother Wu, it's like this..."
On May 12th, the Blissful Banquet at the Blissful Pavilion will be held. Many important figures will be guests at the Blissful Pavilion, so how could the owner of the Blissful Pavilion not show up to express his gratitude?
As long as they can infiltrate the banquet and kill the Blissful Buddha, the Blissful Pavilion will not even be able to protect its owner, and will naturally gradually disappear like the wind.
"Brother Wu, this Blissful Buddha is said to have unfathomable martial arts skills. Do you have the confidence to defeat him in one strike?"
Qiu Xiao Jiu was sweating profusely, after all, he was also going to do something that would cost him his head.
"Sister Yun can kill him with one sword. If his martial arts skills are really as powerful as they are said to be, why would he act so strangely?"
Qiu Xiao Wu said. He was also an old hand in the world, so he naturally understood all the ins and outs.
"Alright, so how will you conceal your identities and origins when you act?"
"No need to conceal anything. Yun-mei will only need one move, 'Breaking Through the Clouds.'"
"This...?"
Qiu Xiao-jiu stood there dumbfounded. Even if the two of them were highly skilled in martial arts, she...
"Yun-mei's 'Cloud-Walking Sword Technique' is widely known in the martial arts world. It's precisely by using this 'Breaking Through the Clouds' move that the enemy will be even more confused about our origins. Using a move from 'Snow Guanyin's' ultimate technique makes you Snow Guanyin herself? Her Blissful Buddha's Blissful Pavilion occupies a vast territory, and she has countless enemies in the underworld, not just the two of us!"
"Alright, then let's talk about the escape and infiltration methods. I've been infiltrating the Pleasure Pavilion for several years and have risen to the rank of a servant in the brothel. Bringing in new prostitutes won't be a problem."
Qiu Xiaojiu was Qiu Xiaowu's informant, so naturally he would go to the bustling Pleasure Pavilion to gather information.
"...Brother Wu, I can do it."
Wu Xingyun's words only solidified Qiu Xiaowu's resolve.
"No, you're a woman. You can't take such lewd paths. I can't let your reputation be tarnished."
He was determined to infiltrate the Pleasure Pavilion himself.
Chapter Two: Miscalculation in Pleasure Pavilion
May 7th, a clear and sunny day.
A graceful woman with a veil over her face appeared in the Pleasure Pavilion.
She wore a beautiful blue silk dress, and like the other prostitutes, her long, slender, snow-white legs were visible beneath the hem of her silk skirt.
Qiu Xiao had never practiced this light-footed leaping technique; his legs were more toned and shapely than most women's, slender and glistening, though they had never been exposed like this before, shaved clean.
His beautiful, jet-black hair concealed most of his exposed, snow-white back, and his full, rounded breasts were undeniably alluring. Yet,
he possessed an aloof, unapproachable air.
Strangely enough, even knowing she was a prostitute, men were still drawn to her. Despite numerous attempts to flirt with her, she remained aloof and refused to yield easily.
This was truly the death knell for these seasoned patrons.
All eyes were fixed on this alluring new face.
Wait, she was wearing a veil; her face was completely hidden!
Aha!
One thousand taels! No.
Five thousand taels! Ignored.
Someone gritted his teeth and extended his rough, dark hand.
Ten thousand taels! She shook her head.
Amidst everyone's sighs and shakes, she swayed back and forth in the building, as if searching for her target.
"Look at her ass, fucking horny!"
"Ugh, I can't take it anymore, come here, give me a go!"
In a short while, she had already explored most of the magnificent Pleasure Pavilion.
Wang Haiba was an old scoundrel. He'd drifted from the Tianxia Escort Agency to the Shuowen Academy, and then drifted until he was homeless.
He'd simply spent all his money and come to this Pleasure Pavilion for a night of pleasure, and then worry about the rest.
Right now, he'd drunk three jars of osmanthus wine and was almost unconscious.
At that moment, a captivating woman walked past him, leaving behind a lingering fragrance.
"You—wait a minute!"
he said, pointing at the woman's back. The woman didn't even pause for breath, continuing to look around.
"Stop, stop right there!"
He lunged forward, but somehow ended up lying on the ground. The woman hadn't moved an inch, continuing her journey right beside him.
(Damn, this is too much...)
He swayed as he stood up and lunged at the woman again. With a tinkling sound, the woman extended a finger and tapped his forehead. He felt like he'd bumped into a wall—no, a mountain.
"Hmph! You've got a temper, I like it!"
He wildly reached out with both hands, only managing to grab wisps of breeze.
"Sir, our Miss Wu'er is... she's on her period, she can't entertain guests..."
Qiu Xiao Jiu quickly stepped in to stop the drunkard.
With a "slap," Xiao Jiu was slapped to the ground. He couldn't bully the ghostly woman, but this servant was easy to handle. He seemed to have rediscovered his ambition in this act.
"Master! Master, I like it! Let's go, through the back door! Quick, come with me, hurry, hurry!"
The woman showed no reluctance, but finally stopped. She watched as the people coming and going stopped, and even some of the guards lurking in the crowd began to stir.
(One, two... nine, this drunkard did help out...)
She smiled gently, her veil still on, yet her beauty was like a spring breeze.
"Master, I'll accompany you inside now... come..."
Her clear and melodious voice seemed to have stolen Wang Haiba's soul, and he was led into a room by the woman, completely captivated.
"Damn it! I didn't expect this bitch to like this kind of thing! Damn, that bastard got off easy!"
"Didn't you hear what that servant said? This Wu'er girl is inconvenient in that area!"
"Bullshit! Inconvenient to come here? I think she's just cheap!"
"Stupid, she's waiting for the right price, just waiting for you idiots... Hey, hey, stop arguing, the door's closed! Let's go!"
The crowd gathered outside the house, and some even secretly poked holes in the window paper with their fingers, saliva-soaked, to peek.
Xiao Jiu had no choice but to leave first to find Wu Xingyun to help him out.
No matter how clever Qiu Xiaowu was, he could never have guessed that his first infiltration would cause such a commotion. He thought he was safe among the prostitutes, but who would have thought that his body would be so attractive?
He had disguised himself as a woman before, going to places inconvenient for men, but infiltrating a brothel as a prostitute was a first. How could such a place, so blatantly exposing the lewdness of human nature, ignore someone as beautiful as her?
Now he was caught in a bind, countless eyes watching him from outside. How could he escape?
As a man, he had never touched Wu Xingyun's body, so it made sense that he had been to brothels.
With such a beauty by his side, and Wu Xingyun being a traditional, virtuous woman, only wishing to give herself to Qiu Xiaowu on their wedding night, Qiu Xiaowu would naturally be delighted, but his body was also truly restless.
Therefore, he knew how prostitutes served men, and he had no choice but to kneel before Wang Haiba.
"Master, let me make you feel good first..."
The veil fell, and Wang Haiba and the onlookers were stunned.
A delicate face, skin like jade, a beautiful forehead and eyebrows, and captivating eyes.
He unzipped Wang Haiba's pants, pulling down his tattered underpants, revealing a grotesque, dark penis. It
stank horribly; how long had Wang Haiba not bathed?
But he knew how many eyes were watching him, and if he, of unknown origin, made any move, Xiao Jiu would surely be killed by the Blissful Pavilion.
For Xiao Jiu, for Zhu Zhen, and to kill that bastard Blissful Buddha, he grasped the throbbing penis. The veins throbbed in his palm; this was the first time he'd seen someone else's penis from this angle.
(Although it couldn't compare to his own, it looked quite imposing. Is this how a prostitute's perspective is? What will Yun Mei be like later…)
Thinking of Yun Mei's chaste nature, he couldn't help but sigh.
"She sighed! This bastard's thing is no good!"
"Lick it! Lick it!"
"Idiot, it's not yours, what are you so happy about? Wu'er, bite it!"
(Author's note: I feel like cursing him to death would be more powerful here? But never mind.)
Qiu Xiaowu, with his superb internal energy, could naturally hear the voices of these lecherous thieves outside. He rubbed his delicate hand together, instantly finding it covered in Wang Haiba's filth and grime, a feeling of utter disgust he couldn't describe.
This Wang Haiba had remarkable stamina; under such circumstances, his penis only became more erect.
Qiu Xiaowu cursed under his breath, then used his other hand to rub and manipulate the thing.
(Come on...come on...come on...)
Wang Haiba, already drunk and confused, was now even more drowsy, and his penis showed no sign of ejaculation in Qiu Xiaowu's hands.
"Has she been rubbing it for too long? Where's her mouth?"
"Idiot, this is just foreplay to prepare for the later moves, but...but it seems a little..."
He unconsciously heard the voices outside the door, and he was incredibly annoyed.
Why don't you try rubbing this drunkard's penis? " Let's see if it ejaculates?"
But given the current situation, he was helpless and tormented. He had been in this position for too long and had no choice but to change. He had no choice but to open his small mouth and spit out a strand of silky saliva onto the glans.
"Oh, oh, oh, it's starting, it's starting!"
"Get out of the way! Don't block me!"
"Fuck you, I'm right here!"
He trembled and stuck out his tongue, lightly touching the penis.
The fishy, salty taste spread in his mouth, and he almost vomited, but he still suppressed his nausea, slightly parted his cherry lips, and slowly took Wang Haiba's glans into his mouth.
"Fire! Fire!"
Wu Xingyun set a fire.
A panicked shout outside the door dispersed the onlookers and also woke Wang Haiba. His penis gushed out thick semen, which entered Qiu Xiaowu's mouth. What could Qiu Xiaowu do? He spat it onto his crotch, but a small portion still unexpectedly rushed into his throat, and he could only swallow it.
Xiao Jiu pushed open the door, grabbed Qiu Xiaowu's hand, and started to leave.
"Wait, wait, wait!" Wang Haiba grabbed Qiu Xiaowu and Xiao Jiu's arms, one in each hand.
"Let go..."
Qiu Xiaowu almost killed the man, but knew he couldn't reveal his whereabouts now, otherwise he would have swallowed that mouthful of semen for nothing.
"I, I don't have money to pay, to pay the bill..."
Qiu Xiaowu was both amused and exasperated. He took out a silver ingot from his fake chest and threw it into the air. Wang Haiba reached out to catch it, but when he turned around, the man was gone.
Chapter 3: The Enchanting Hidden Sun
He never expected that his first time being a prostitute would result in him paying out of pocket. Qiu Xiaowu's terrible mood was suddenly lightened by this incident, and he found it somewhat amusing.
He didn't have time to change his clothes and wandered around the streets until he was sure no one was following him before he could return to his stronghold and meet up with Wu Xingyun.
The person who came was weak, he deduced from the footsteps that it was one person.
He slipped into a narrow alley, his tail swaggering in behind him.
"I'm not from the Blissful Pavilion."
Qiu Xiaowu's two fingers were already pressed against his back, about to exert force, when he heard this.
"You can sense me?"
"I only know that if I don't speak up, I'm dead."
This man's sense of danger was indeed very strong.
"Speak, who are you?"
"One who, like you, hero, wants to kill the Buddha of Bliss."
Qiu Xiaowu smiled contemptuously. The man knew what he was laughing at; with such weak martial arts, killing the Buddha of Bliss was simply a pipe dream.
"Although my martial arts are weak, I can help you, hero, eliminate this Buddha of Bliss."
"You've said too much nonsense. If your next sentence is also nonsense, you'll have to wait for him down there."
"I have medicine. Medicine that can help you, hero, continue to infiltrate the Blissful Pavilion."
Qiu Xiaowu's fingers left him. His agility was enough to finish the man off before he could take a second step, so he made the man turn around. The thin figure was that of a teenager.
"What medicine?"
"Soul-destroying powder."
The man was blindfolded by Qiu Xiaowu and carried back to his stronghold.
Xiao Jiu and Wu Xingyun weren't back yet, perfect timing.
"Give it to me,"
Qiu Xiaowu said coldly.
"It's not on me, and I have something to say."
"I'll only give you the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."
"Great hero, you risked your life to rid us of a great evil, I admire you."
Hmph, you know how to flatter others.
"But now, great hero, there's a problem, you're too conspicuous."
He spoke slowly and deliberately,
"Great hero, disguised as a woman, your temperament is simply too outstanding. Even if you can raise your Adam's apple, your martial arts skills are undeniable. If there are any masters present, great hero won't be able to leave today."
This was precisely the problem Qiu Xiaowu was worried about.
"Your incredible finger strength, your ghostly and elusive movements, and your face that rivals any woman's—these remind me of someone."
"What's your name?"
Qiu Xiaowu removed the blindfold from the man's eyes. Both of them knew that if this man couldn't give Qiu Xiaowu a satisfactory answer, he wouldn't be leaving this place today.
"My name is An Wentian, and I also harbor a deep-seated hatred for that Blissful Buddha."
An Wentian, An Wentian—no one had ever heard of such a person. He was only a teenager; it was normal that he wasn't well-known.
"I am a despicable lecherous thief, despised by all in the martial world."
He said this calmly. Qiu Xiaowu was somewhat surprised. This man had excellent physique and a chivalrous air about him; he didn't seem like a lecherous thief at all.
"I don't want to be a shameless person, but my enemies are pressing me too hard. This is the only way I can get my revenge."
(In the ninth year of Fengtian, Liu Meier, who later became the Empress, killed the entire family of Prime Minister Wang Shoujing, exterminating nine generations of his clan. Wang Hai was fifteen years old, but he lied and said he was twelve. Males under the age of twelve were not beheaded, but exiled three thousand miles away. Thus, he was able to escape and travel the world under the alias An Wentian.)
"I'm not interested in your background. I want to know how that 'Soul-Destroying Powder' you mentioned can help me?" "
Please forgive my rudeness, sir. Please make way for me, thank you."
He became very excited when he mentioned this.
"Great hero, you may not know, but this Soul-Sealing Powder is odorless, slightly white, and can seal a person's internal energy. It also has an aphrodisiac effect."
"So?"
"Great hero, as long as you take this Soul-Sealing Powder and then use this cloth bag to tightly seal our manhood, I have a technique to shrink the penis into the abdomen. In just half a day, you will be able to use it freely."
An Wentian became more and more excited as he spoke: "I also have a fake breast made of goat's milk skin. When you stick it to your body, I guarantee that there will be no trace of it."
Qiu Xiaowu pondered for a long time. He had heard of drugs that sealed internal energy, but he had never encountered one before. Should he take the risk or not? He also thought that he had already swallowed a mouthful of semen. Wouldn't it be disgusting if he didn't continue?
"Where's the Soul-Sealing Powder?"
"If you let me go, I'll naturally offer it to you with both hands."
He opened his mouth, quite understanding indeed.
With a "whoosh," a pill was flicked into An Wentian's mouth.
"The poison will take effect in six days; come back for the antidote after the deed is done."
Qiu Xiaowu shot his unique "Autumn Leaves Fall" into An Wentian's mouth. As a master of infiltration, he naturally carried such a poison.
"I don't understand," Qiu Xiaowu said, and An Wentian, of course, knew what he meant.
"You're not the only one lurking in the Blissful Pavilion, my purpose is clear. But the death of the Blissful Buddha is of great benefit to me. First, the death of the Blissful Buddha will inevitably cause chaos, and chaos leads to change, which I can exploit to achieve my goals. Second, hehe, I also have someone I must kill. She holds a high position and great power. If I can't even kill the Blissful Buddha, how will I have the chance to kill her? You are a peerless hero, and you won't make things difficult for me, your humble servant, whether things succeed or fail."
He was quite eloquent, having only provided some aphrodisiacs and reaping the benefits in the end. Who wouldn't take such a good deal?
Qiu Xiaowu and An Wentian then went to his residence, a dilapidated little house.
"It's right here, hero. Um, this thick... this... I also have a way to get rid of it... that is, it won't grow back..."
Qiu Xiaowu, of course, didn't care whether the pubic hair was there or not, and let him remove it cleanly.
One night later, Miss Wu'er will reappear at the Blissful Pavilion.
Chapter Four: Loss of Virginity at Blissful Pavilion.
May 8th, overcast
. That silk robe reappeared.
"She's here, she's here!"
Everyone's eyes were still focused on this woman. This time, Qiu Xiaowu had become much more discreet, walking slowly along the edge of the crowd, and even wearing long trousers. Surely no one would notice her now.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Everyone stared intently at her body. Wherever she went, she was surrounded by a crowd of eyes. How could she continue to observe? Just as she was about to return to her room to think of another plan,
a large hand grabbed her slender arm.
"Let go," she said coldly.
"No, Miss Wu'er, would you like to play with me..."
"Get lost."
"I know that's inconvenient for you... but, I also like to go through the back door..."
She slapped him, but he caught her firmly, and she couldn't break free no matter how she swayed left or right.
"I know, this is your doing. How did you manage to get this done yesterday... Don't push your luck... That's enough, I can afford the money..."
She stared at the man's face, a square, angular face, the same man who had called her "Miss Wu'er" yesterday. Seeing his ferocious expression, she felt a pang of fear.
She was powerless now, and if this dragged on...
Sigh.
If Gui Bufa's summary, "An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth," was the most firmly believed phrase among martial artists, then the second must be: "Be flexible and adaptable, so that you may seek revenge later.
" She adopted a fawning demeanor, "Master, you're truly amazing. Wu'er had no choice but to resort to this method. That matter only started yesterday, so this was the only way... Master... You've hurt me... Be gentle, I'll take you inside... Okay?"
Her heart suddenly felt hot.
The aphrodisiac had three effects: it instantly sealed internal energy, released lust more slowly, and had another use that An Wentian didn't mention.
She quickly figured out what it was.
Now, the most important thing was to get rid of this person.
The man wasn't in a hurry after entering the room. Unlike that muddle-headed Wang Haiba, he was a seasoned philanderer.
He pulled Qiu Xiaowu to his side, made her sit on his lap, and then stroked her snowy back. With a ripping sound, he pulled down a section of Qiu Xiaowu's trousers.
Qiu Xiaowu, of course, responded with a smile, after all, he had done this kind of thing many times before.
"Master, you're so bad..."
He felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.
"Hehe, tell me, how much did that poor drunkard give you..."
"Ah? Fifty taels..."
He answered subconsciously. At this moment, he had lost all his internal energy and was stimulated by the aphrodisiac. His face was burning, his mind was hazy, and his brain was drunk.
"Fifty taels!?"
The man's reaction startled him.
"I'll give you a thousand taels! Next one, keep me company!"
"Get lost! Two thousand taels! Miss Wu'er!"
Shouts rang out from outside, and the impatient patrons were about to fight.
Qiu Xiaowu was utterly helpless; he had to pay fifty taels himself. He shouted in a high-pitched voice,
"Everyone, sirs! Wu'er, Wu'er only needs fifty taels! But Wu'er, that...that matter..."
"Oh!!!"
A cheer erupted from outside. Looking at the newcomers outside, the man inside glanced smugly at them as he took off Qiu Xiaowu's clothes.
"Wu'er, come here, I've called Guo Sanqi, he's a local tyrant at the docks in the capital. Follow me, and I won't mistreat you! Here! Five hundred taels!"
He shouted the last sentence, and a chorus of boos came from outside.
Qiu Xiaowu knelt down in front of the man again. A local tyrant at the docks in the capital? He was just a thug who bullied ordinary fishermen and charged them tolls. Where would he get such a large sum of money?
He had no time to think and stared intently at the penis in front of him.
(Wow...so big...much bigger than mine...by more than a circle...)
He was still quite confident in his manhood, which was nearly six inches at its peak, but this thing in front of him was at least seven or eight inches.
He reached out and grasped the huge penis, which was so hot it was almost burning his hand.
(Wow...amazing...jiggling...)
He was kneeling in front of this penis, and facing such a huge thing, he actually felt a little admiration. But he knew that this was not the time for him to have wild thoughts. He had to masturbate him and then move on to the next one.
He could barely hold the huge penis with both hands, and then he kept rubbing it. Unlike the confused Wang Haiba yesterday, Guo Sanqi was a veteran who had been through many battles. He could feel Qiu Xiaowu's clumsy technique as soon as he touched it.
"Wu'er, this...you are...new here?"
Qiu Xiaowu was secretly angry. He had used all his memories to imitate the actions of a prostitute, but how could he still be seen through at a glance? His skills as a prostitute were still not good enough.
Guo Sanqi, observing Qiu Xiaowu's expression, frowned slightly and glanced down, knowing he had guessed correctly. He laughed heartily, lamenting that it was a pity the young lady Wu'er was unable to attend to certain matters; otherwise, he would have gladly accepted the first taste.
He then lifted Qiu Xiaowu's head, freeing his penis from Qiu Xiaowu's grasp, and struck Qiu Xiaowu's high, straight nose with it.
"Ugh?!"
Qiu Xiaowu was startled by this sudden movement, and began to push against Guo Sanqi's legs with all his might, but in his current weak state, how could he possibly move this burly giant?
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's normal, breathe...ah, yes, breathe..."
Guo Sanqi rubbed his nose up and down, his two walnut-sized testicles brushing against Qiu Xiaowu's lips and poking at his nostrils.
Qiu Xiaowu unconsciously followed Guo Sanqi's rhythm, inhaling deeply. The pungent smell of the penis and the murky residue of semen filled his already slightly aroused brain. He felt an erection, but with the penis inside, only his anus began to contract and expand, leaking a few drops of intestinal fluid.
"Huff—hiss—huff—hiss—"
Qiu Xiaowu felt tears slowly gathering in his eyes. He hadn't cried in over a decade. Even when his friend Zhu Zhen died before him, he only angrily pounded the ground, creating several large craters. Now, he was about to cry from the smell of smegma, semen, and rotten mud?
His eyes lost their luster, becoming hazy and unfocused. He felt a fire burning on his face, his eyes darting around aimlessly. When he saw the erect penis before him, he couldn't look away.
"Okay, okay, Miss Wu'er, you'll slowly come to like this thing, and eventually you won't be able to live without it for a single day, no, not even a moment..."
Like it? Him? Zhaixingyan? Like the taste of a penis?
He had almost lost the ability to think, only thinking blankly: hot, so hot...
With a "gurgle," Guo Sanqi's iron rod was inserted into Qiu Xiaowu's mouth, the huge penis filling Qiu Xiaowu's small oral cavity, and he became strange.
His tongue was pulled out by Guo Sanqi's penis, and it was pressed down by that object again and again, that thing pushing against his throat along his soft tongue, and then again...
Seeing that Qiu Xiaowu was aroused, Guo Sanqi grabbed his hair and pressed it tightly against his penis, plunging it all the way into Qiu Xiaowu's mouth.
"Ugh ugh ugh!!!???"
The feeling of vomiting, the feeling of fullness, the feeling of suffocation, and... the feeling of pleasure rushed in all at once, churning and intertwining in his mind.
"Plop," "Plop,"
the fishy, murky semen poured into Qiu Xiaowu's throat.
"So good!"
"Mmm... gurgle... cough cough! cough cough!"
Guo Sanqi's penis left Qiu Xiaowu's mouth, taking away all his strength. He was now limp and paralyzed on the ground, unable to move. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, only coughing up saliva and semen.
"Ah?! Hey... Master, Wu, Wu'er... mmm... um..."
Guo Sanqi didn't despise Qiu Xiaowu. He kissed Qiu Xiaowu's lips, picked him up, and then rubbed his penis between his buttocks.
After a while, the penis became erect again, and Qiu Xiaowu, feeling the strange sensation in his lower body, struggled fiercely.
"Ugh... Master! No... No..."
"Hehe, I paid five hundred taels, you can't just let me leave like this, can you? I know, Miss Wu'er, don't worry, I'll make sure your chrysanthemum feels amazing..."
"No, no..."
Qiu Xiaowu, in his dazed state, still managed to utter a falsetto. He almost forgot about the penis tucked inside his abdomen, as if he had become a real woman.
"It's alright, all women are like this the first time... Relax... Relax..."
Under Guo Sanqi's caresses, Qiu Xiaowu unconsciously relaxed, his chrysanthemum no longer tightly closed, slowly opening.
With a "plop," the enormous penis suddenly thrust into Qiu Xiaowu's anus, the immense tearing sensation causing him to scream.
"Ahhh!!! It hurts!!!!"
The original male voice mixed with these groans sounded strangely charming to Guo Sanqi. He thrust his penis deep into Qiu Xiaowu's rectum, and the tearing pain slowly transformed into an indescribable sensation. The copious amounts of intestinal fluid began to lubricate and rub against the swollen flesh walls, a pleasure Qiu Xiaowu had never experienced before.
"Ah~ Ah ha~ Mmm ah~"
The pleasure turned into groans that escaped Qiu Xiaowu's mouth. He felt as if he were floating in the clouds, and the groans turned into loud moans, "Ah... Ah! So good... Ah! I can't take it anymore! It feels so good ahhh...!!!!"
"Plop" "Plop"
Guo Sanqi's semen poured into Qiu Xiaowu's body. Qiu Xiaowu completely lost consciousness.
Chapter 5: The Buddha of Music Appears
May 9th, the sky was still clear.
"Knock knock knock!" "Open the door, Miss Wu'er!"
"Knock knock knock!" "Hey! Miss Wu'er, open the door!"
"Stop knocking! What if you disturb Miss Wu'er's rest!"
"I've been waiting all morning, damn it, I didn't get my turn yesterday!"
The commotion outside woke Qiu Xiaowu from his sleep. He got up, pulled out a packet of aphrodisiac from his fake breasts, and swallowed it with his saliva.
This dose of aphrodisiac would last for three days. He didn't have the patience to wait until tomorrow to take it, so he simply drank it all at once, since it would stop on the 12th anyway. He regretted not being more confident in his disguise skills. He had originally planned to blend into the building as Xiao Jiu, but he was afraid that he was new here and wouldn't recognize Xiao Jiu's old acquaintances, which would give him away. That's why he disguised himself as a woman. He never expected that while he wouldn't give himself away, he would be exposed.
Two days of investigation had allowed him to plan his advance and retreat in his mind. As long as he could get the letter out through Xiao Jiu today, and he could hold out until the 12th, he would be free.
Yesterday, after being fucked unconscious by Guo Sanqi, his consciousness slowly returned.
He had been penetrated in the anus by four or five men like a real woman, and his mouth still reeked of a strong, fishy smell of semen.
So wanton, so pleasurable...
That was his last feeling. He knew it was the effect of the aphrodisiac, so he didn't care too much. He got up, tidied his hair, and stubbornly opened the door. The restless men outside immediately quieted down.
He slowly said,
"Greetings to all the gentlemen~ Yesterday, Wu'er was really too tired, which is why I delayed you all... I hope you won't blame me..."
"We've all been waiting! Isn't it my turn today!?"
"Me? Me?"
Seeing the eagerness of the crowd and feeling the swelling and pain in his anus, Qiu Xiaowu had no choice but to speak.
"Today, today Wu'er's anus... hurts a little... can't... can't be used anymore..."
Immediately, someone in the crowd voiced their dissatisfaction and left angrily. They were all clients, knowing that after that day's service, these prostitutes truly couldn't withstand any more abuse.
So those who remained... couldn't escape...
"Gurgle, gurgle, woo woo!"
Faced with the surging crowd, Qiu Xiaowu could only choose this method: sitting in a chair and giving them oral sex one by one. Of course, not all of it was oral; some involved both hands and mouth.
Now, her face, body, and hair were covered in wet semen, some even forming mottled stains.
His hands and mouth ached, but he finally managed to see all his clients off shortly after nightfall.
He ate the food Xiao Jiu brought him and silently handed over the letter.
Xiao Jiu took the letter and left. He breathed a sigh of relief and lay on the bed. The thing on his chest was so sticky, and sweat had soaked it together. This damp feeling made him reach out and take off the fake breasts.
"Eek?!"
A strange sensation flashed through his body, like an electric shock.
He trembled as he reached for his erect nipples; even the slightest touch was intensely sensitive. Not only the nipples, but even the surrounding areolas were incredibly sensitive. The
Ecstasy Powder had a lactation-inducing effect. Without timely antidote, even a man's breasts would enlarge due to its effects.
Qiu Xiaowu roughly guessed this now.
His body began to heat up, his breathing becoming rapid. The Ecstasy Powder's effects weren't strong, but extremely long-lasting.
Once activated, it would be...
"Mmm!!! Ah!!!!"
He unconsciously used a female voice. His female voice was originally used for disguise, to infiltrate dangerous situations, but now this painstakingly honed skill had become a means of seeking pleasure. With his moans and groans, he actually became erect.
Shamefully erect, ridiculously erect. He reached out and untied the cloth covering him, discovering that his penis, which had been retracted into his abdomen, was now erect. Looking at his own lewd reflection in the bronze mirror, his pretty face now flushed with desire, even he himself couldn't help but be captivated. This was far more charming and adorable than the cold, aloof Yunmei.
He grasped his penis with one hand, while the other alternately pinched and twisted his nipples, the initial stimulation multiplying into two, and even a third…
Unable to suppress his lustful thoughts, he inserted the dressing table ruler from the bedside table directly into his previously tightly closed anus. There was no feeling of fullness, but it was much better than emptiness.
"Mmm, ahh, mmm…"
His hand moved up and down faster and faster, the waves of pleasure from his glans, his anus, and his nipples—the three colliding and mingling in his mind.
"Plop," "Plop," "Plop!"
A large gush of his own semen shot out, splashing onto his face. He shamelessly opened his mouth to catch it, but under the influence of the aphrodisiac, the pleasure didn't fade with the gushing semen; instead, it intensified. He pulled out a ruler, inserted his fingers into his anus—one, two, not enough, still not enough—his entire hand probing inside.
"Oh oh oh eee eee!!!!"
He let out a series of orgasmic moans only a female beast could utter.
The next day, he woke up feeling even more exhausted than the day before. He had shown no mercy to his body, reaching a climax so intense he could only ejaculate clear fluid before drifting off to sleep.
Today was May 10th; in two days his days as a prostitute would end, and she would be that soaring, cloud-piercing, star-plucking swallow, Qiu Xiaowu, once more.
The alluring transsexual prostitute Qiu Xiaowu opened her room door to greet today's guests. Her penis was sore and aching, her anus swollen and red, but what could she do? She was a prostitute in this Pleasure Pavilion.
With each client, her mindset changed. Two days ago, she couldn't even stand the smell of her own penis, but now she was deeply intoxicated by that pungent odor. Just smelling it would trigger involuntary arousal—her anus itched and tingled, her nipples ached. Her penis was still hidden inside her, so she felt nothing. Even oral sex, after yesterday's practice, had become skillful and natural; she could hardly feel any nausea anymore.
After serving a few more clients with her mouth and anus, she was knocked unconscious, stuffed into a sack, and taken away.
When Qiu Xiaowu woke up, a man wearing a white mask appeared before her.
When the Buddha of Bliss arrived, she struggled to her feet, only to find herself naked, her hands and feet bound to the bed, and her mouth stuffed with a wad of foul-smelling semen-soaked underwear—it looked like her own.
"A newcomer?"
The Buddha of Bliss's voice was heavy and hoarse; he was clearly using a voice changer, but unlike hers, which served not to conceal her identity but instead became a tool for her and her clients' pleasure, the Buddha of Bliss truly remained hidden in the shadows.
She regretted taking the aphrodisiac too early; otherwise, she would have killed him immediately.
"Yes, Buddha. She is the newcomer, Qiu Xiaowu."
"Are you sure—it's 'her'?"
The Buddha of Bliss's venomous eyes ripped off her fake breasts, and the fabric covering her lower body was also torn off, revealing her slowly returning-to-normal penis.
An hour later, Qiu Xiaowu was bound hand and foot, kneeling on the ground. A steel ring was pierced beneath the glans of her penis, the thin wire pulling at her most sensitive area.
A man repeatedly whipped Qiu Xiaowu all over .
" Aa ... He pointed at Xiao Jiu and said, "...Good, a rare find. You've done well, reward me." The Buddha of Bliss spoke very briefly, to prevent others from recognizing his identity and to more efficiently control everything. He revealed his large, dark penis with a short, fleshy growth, and with a wave of his hand, he released Qiu Xiaowu's restraints. Qiu Xiaowu was even more certain that the Buddha of Bliss's power was far inferior to hers and Yun Mei's. She knelt before the Buddha of Bliss. "Stick your ass out." The Buddha of Bliss seemed to believe her. Qiu Xiaowu was overjoyed; she could finally—enjoy the Buddha of Bliss's penis. She obsequiously stuck her buttocks high—though not large, they were small, round, and perky, a treasure nonetheless. With a dull thud , the sound of flesh rubbing together was characteristic of the Blissful Buddha's actions. But it didn't matter; the penis pressed against her vaginal walls, making her tremble with pleasure. The Blissful Buddha didn't rush to thrust violently, but instead circled the inside of her vagina, as if searching for something, while observing her own reaction. Suddenly, he seemed to sense Qiu Xiaowu's unusual behavior, right there. "Slap..." "Slap..." A series of rapid, forceful presses squeezed Qiu Xiaowu's spirit out of her body; she felt something inside her was broken. "Slap..." This time, Qiu Xiaowu's body was completely out of her control. The penis moved in and out of her anus, deeply pressing against her G-spot—the man's prostate. She felt her brain melting, as if the female voice she had painstakingly practiced for years was meant to unleash her most fervent moans at this moment. "Oh oh ...

The Blissful Buddha's penis began to thrust rapidly, the increasingly violent impact causing Qiu Xiaowu to lose control of her body. Her eyes rolled back, her limbs trembled wildly, her big toes and other four toes spread apart as if trying to separate themselves. She reached the climax she couldn't have reached.
The Blissful Buddha's semen gushed into her anus, rushing into her rectum, while her semen was pumped out of her scrotum, splattering onto the ground.
With a "rip," the word "Bliss" was branded onto her buttocks with an iron brand.
Chapter Six: The Blissful Banquet
Qiu Xiaowu had become the most loyal prostitute in the Blissful Pavilion. Every day, besides pleasure and orgasms, she spent her time swallowing and spitting out men's penises. Guests who knew her identity liked to stomp on her small penis a few times, and then pinch and pull her small breasts.
The enormous penis of the Blissful Buddha seemed to shatter Qiu Xiaowu's self-esteem. Her once impressive genitals had become a tiny, constantly ejaculating lump of flesh, larger than even a seven or eight-year-old child's when erect.
If it weren't for Xiao Jiu swaying back and forth in front of her, she would have forgotten that today was the day of her operation. She only remembered that she had to receive many guests today, and her former lover, Wu Xingyun, had already infiltrated the banquet guest list, waiting for the opportune moment to deliver the fatal blow.
She suddenly became somewhat clear-headed. She was going to kill a giant penis, but why? When she recalled it, she saw the penis thrusting into her body, expelling her spirit from her body.
She didn't understand, and could only rely on instinct to carry out the pre-arranged plan.
Today, the Blissful Pavilion was not only filled with masters from various sects, but also high-ranking officials from the imperial court. They all seemed to be there to oppose a woman named Liu Meier, a real woman, a woman with full breasts. Anyone with large breasts was a woman she envied.
Xiao Jiu told her that someone named Qiu Xiaowu had said that when Wu Xingyun made his move, all the forces would prioritize self-preservation and wouldn't interfere. This Qiu Xiaowu was really annoying; why did he have to kill those big dicks?
She crawled around on the ground with a seductive smile, making it easier for her to serve those dicks. The sight of her snow-white skin writhing on the dark ground was particularly dazzling, attracting countless strange glances from men—her slender hands, plump thighs, and tight, opening and closing anus oozing with lustful fluids were all less eye-catching than her genitals. She hated those genitals; they were useless except for gurgling white bubbles when she was being penetrated by dicks.
"And who is this?"
The newcomer handed her a plaque: "Heaven Blesses All, May You Be Peaceful for All Ages."
"Oh?! Please take a seat, esteemed guest."
"No need, I'll find a place myself."
The fat man sat in a very, very good spot—a corner, overlooking the entire area, making escape easy.
"Ning..."
"Sigh, I just came to see the beauties here. These things have nothing to do with me."
The fat man was very annoyed, and Qiu Xiaowu, for some reason, could tell.
The fat man was indeed very annoyed. It had nothing to do with him, but he was sent here just because that woman wanted to see what kind of entertainment this Pleasure Pavilion had to make her and her husband happier. It
probably wasn't just that. The fat man looked at the black-clad figures flashing by in the dark corners. Even that spinster, Liu Wushuang, was here.
None of the rebels in this room could escape. Liu Wushuang was very precise; those who shouldn't die wouldn't die, and those who should die wouldn't escape.
Being sent here must be that woman's twisted sense of humor. She just liked seeing the terrified expressions on her men's faces.
The fat man looked around listlessly, and his eyes met those of an exceptionally handsome face.
If Prince Ning hadn't already grown tired of seeing beautiful women, he would definitely have been captivated by this face. The bright pupils shone with an innocent light, and the undulating body... um? Flat chest was fine, but a flat stomach and a fleshy mound.
Damn!
He was a little dizzy. Wasn't this Pleasure Pavilion supposed to be a place of ultimate bliss? Why was it giving him so much of a shock?
But life is short, so why not?
He reached into Qiu Xiaowu's anus, and Qiu Xiaowu trembled all over. She pounced on the fat man's big belly, unbuckled his belt, and began to suck and lick—a super-sized penis that might be even more impressive than the one that had surprised her.
Originally, she was confident that her little mouth could swallow the penises of any man in the world, but this man's penis still gave her the feeling of giving a man oral sex for the first time—joy, excitement, and clumsiness. Her little tongue kept sliding back and forth on the fat man's penis. Suddenly, she saw the big penis emerge.
The big penis said a bunch of useless words and then sat down. Then they seemed to be about to discuss something.
She suddenly remembered that Xiao Jiu had told her to recognize whether the big penis under the mask was really a big penis. But how could she tell?
She climbed onto the seat of the large penis. The other prostitutes walked, slowly and clumsily, but Qiu Xiaowu was clever. She crawled through the crowd and quickly reached the large penis. She pulled down its crotch, revealing the small fleshy lump that had given her unparalleled pleasure.
It was indeed a large penis; she remembered to give the signal.
"Crack!" A teacup on the table next to the large penis shattered.
The broken cup was the signal!
The once noisy hall fell silent.
Everyone stared intently at Qiu Xiaowu. She felt extremely wronged. She was just a prostitute; she would do whatever others told her to do. This had nothing to do with her. "
Stop staring at me," she thought, "why don't we all fuck her together?"
The fat man understood. That woman had sent him to handle these kinds of emergencies, to ensure Liu Wushuang and the others could act smoothly.
How could this woman predict everything? The fat man was annoyed.
"Ahem, I want to have this... this thing, say hello to Mr. Blissful Buddha, because I'm thinking of using her."
"Hahahaha!"
A burst of laughter erupted.
"Honored guest, please use her as you please! Go!"
The big meat stick kicked Qiu Xiaowu, who scrambled to the fat man's side.
The fat man thought, "This coward is a good protector. Over the years, only that woman has seen the true self beneath that umbrella.
Damn it, that's why I was sent here. This woman is truly making the most of me."
Just as the fat man was enjoying Qiu Xiaowu's attentive service, a dark shadow burst forth, unleashing a move called "Breaking Through the Clouds!"
What a brilliant move!
Although the fat man didn't understand it, he thought it looked cool, and then he ran away, clutching his head.
The big meat stick was thus nailed to his chair.
Qiu Xiaowu was right, this big meat stick's skills are really not that great. Qiu Xiaowu thought, the enormous meat stick in her mouth has run away, she has to go. Huh? Chaos erupted in the hall as Xiao Jiu dragged her away.
"Dancing Wind Pavilion is on official business! All irrelevant personnel, leave immediately!" "Ah!" "Oh dear!"
Liu Wushuang was frustrated; she had no choice but to act prematurely. Acting prematurely meant some personnel weren't in place, which meant oversights, and oversights could lead to escapes.
The chaotic shouts faded into the distance, no longer concerning Qiu Xiaowu. She closed her eyes and nestled in Xiao Jiu's arms, feeling a deep warmth.
But Xiao Jiu suddenly pinned her against the wall.
"I'm sorry, Brother Wu, I... I can't take it anymore, you... you're too beautiful..."
Xiao Jiu pulled out his penis and thrust it into the little hole he had been fantasizing about these past few days. His movements were intense and rapid, and as he violently fucked her, he murmured, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Brother Wu, you're too beautiful..."
Qiu Xiaowu ascended to heaven in ecstasy. Before she closed her eyes for the last time, she saw a figure with a white mask in his hand. He put on the white mask.
Qiu Xiaowu fainted.
Chapter Seven: After Ecstasy
"Brother Wu, Brother Wu, you're awake?"
Wu Xingyun's eager calls were answered.
Qiu Xiaowu woke up. She looked at the people in front of her: Wu Xingyun, Xiao Jiu, and An Wentian.
She was a little thirsty. She swallowed, but found that her Adam's apple had disappeared at some point. But it didn't matter; as long as her anus was still there.
"Congratulations, hero! The great evil has been eliminated! Hero, the antidote for this villain..."
An Wentian was almost jumping for joy. With the collapse of the Pleasure Pavilion, countless female slaves and prostitutes were scattered throughout the martial world. This was a golden opportunity for him to hone his skills. He was determined to perfect his training techniques to conquer that woman!
Qiu Xiaowu waved her hand, tossing the antidote from her clothes to An Wentian. Her kung fu had returned.
She tried adjusting her voice, producing a low, unpleasant tone. The owner of this voice seemed to want to call out... Qiu Xiaowu?
"Take half internally, and mix the other half with water and apply it to the acupoints that have been aching for the past few days. It will be better in five days."
"Brother Wu, you're back!"
Wu Xingyun's embrace annoyed Qiu Xiaowu. His large breasts were pressing against her small nipples. Her small nipples... weren't they itchy anymore?
She was stunned. The wriggling of her anus and the constant pain, arousal, and itching of her small nipples had become as natural as breathing.
She stood up and said, "I'll be right back!"
An Wentian skipped away, after all, he was just a teenager. "Wait!"
A clear female voice called out.
"Huh? What else does Master Qiu want with me?"
He was puzzled.
"Your...your medicine, does it have any side effects?"
"Side effects? Oh, if you take it for forty-nine days, your internal energy will be completely dissipated. This medicine is for women. If you feel unwell, I have an antidote here. After you take it, the effects will completely disappear."
An Wentian handed Qiu Xiaowu a packet of medicine.
"No, no, I...I want the formula for this medicine..."
An Wentian was even more confused.
"No, Master, aren't you asking too much? We lecherous thieves rely on this little trick to survive. Would you pass on your martial arts manual to someone else? Even if you kill me, I can't give it to you."
Did he really have to explain these unparalleled, agile, star-plucking rules of the martial world to this cunning and elusive Zhaixingyan?
"You, you want anything, I'll give you anything, the formula, I just want the formula..."
In the alley where they had first met, seeing Qiu Xiaowu's anxious expression, An Wentian finally realized what was happening.
He leaned against Qiu Xiaowu. In the past, he wouldn't have been able to touch a hair on her head even if he died, but today, with her high-pitched voice, her appearance, and him placing his hand on her chest, An Wentian understood. He was still so slow to realize things.
"Of course I can give it to you, but should I give you Ling Kong Ru Yun Zhai Xing Yan Qiu Xiao Wu, or..."
He grabbed Qiu Xiaowu's genitals.
"Human-demon prostitute's little cock—Qiu Xiaowu?"
With a "glug," a stream of semen shot out from Qiu Xiaowu's genitals, passing through her clothes and sticking to An Wentian's hand. An Wentian disgustedly smeared the semen on Qiu Xiaowu's face. While saying,
"I don't care who you are, if you want something, bring something in exchange."
"I'll give you anything!"
"I want your Finger Flicking Divine Skill..."
"I'll give it to you!"
"And your delicate Snow Guanyin."
"You!"
An Wentian laughed and said, "'Hero Qiu,' we both know who's winning and who's losing. I've set a price, you can haggle."
"I'll give you the secret manual of plucking stars from the sky!"
"Face my enemy, running away is useless."
"I'll help you kill your enemy!"
"You can't kill him."
"You! You... whatever you want, I... I'll give you... Waaah... Waaah..."
An Wentian looked at this transvestite crying with tears streaming down her face. If he hadn't just pinched her little fleshy mound, he would have been moved by this transvestite. This transvestite's beauty was no less than Wu Xingyun's!
It's a pity that his opponent wasn't a transvestite, so he absolutely couldn't get involved with this transvestite.
With a "smack," An Wentian threw a packet of Soul-Sealing Powder at Qiu Xiaowu's face.
"Don't think about being greedy. Go and drug your Snow Guanyin so you can eat together. I'll be there tonight."
An Wentian's figure disappeared at the end of the alley.
That night
, "Xiao Jiu, go and check in the South City for me. That Blissful Buddha probably isn't dead!"
It was that annoying male voice again. Qiu Xiaowu hated that voice.
"Brother Wu, it's so late..."
Xiao Jiu looked at Qiu Xiaowu's bright face. "...Yes."
She thought to herself, whether the big meat stick was dead or alive.
"Brother Wu, why did you send Xiao Jiu away? I... I'm not that kind of frivolous woman. You, I... my body will be yours sooner or later... Why rush this... this moment..."
Wu Xingyun's face was as red and delicate as an apple, but if Qiu Xiaowu used force at this moment, she would definitely fall into "Brother Wu's" arms, her whole body numb. At most, after a passionate encounter, she would softly curse "bad man."
Unfortunately, Qiu Xiaowu would not do that, nor did she have the ability to do so.
"Yunmei, come and eat, we'll talk after we finish eating..."
She felt a sense of relief; after saying those words, she would never have to make such an unpleasant sound again.
"Oh, um..."
Wu Xingyun's face flushed like a peach blossom, and she lowered her head shyly to eat. Her heart was pounding, and her hands, which had been steadily holding the three-foot sword to slay evil, were trembling so much that she couldn't even hold the bowl steady.
"Brother Wu, I... I'm so hot... What... what did you put in the food... You're so... so naughty..."
Before long, the effects of the Ecstasy Powder kicked in, and Wu Xingyun became intoxicated with desire.
Qiu Xiaowu finally felt that long-lost burning sensation—a sensation she hadn't felt all day. Drops of lustful fluid kept seeping from her anus, and her nipples ached and itched. She felt so happy she wanted to cry.
With a creak, An Wentian walked in.
"An Wentian... why are you here... you..."
Wu Xingyun's mind was getting increasingly muddled, but looking at the strange smile on An Wentian's face, she seemed to understand.
"Damn it... I... my power..."
She could hardly believe it; all the cultivation she had painstakingly acquired day and night seemed to have vanished into thin air. Only lust raged within her, assaulting her senses.
"The heroine needs help! I am powerless; the only thing I have left that's a 'man's' penis that can relieve your suffering..."
"No, don't come any closer... Brother Wu, Brother Wu, save me..."
"You expect this transvestite to help? Qiu Xiaowu! Kneel down!"
With a thud, Wu Xingyun watched as his indomitable Brother Wu knelt before An Wentian.
"Crawl to my side and stand up, tell her what you are!"
"Yes... ah..."
A clear female voice came from the throat of the person beside her.
She crawled to An Wentian's feet, slowly stood up, and then unbuttoned her clothes, revealing her smooth, white body and a small mound of flesh
. "I...I am a lowly, asshole slave, a transvestite whore, a little dick, Qiu Xiaowu..."
"Brother Wu...you..."
Wu Xingyun's whole body went limp and collapsed onto the table, her tears falling into the rice bowl she had just shared with Qiu Xiaowu.
"Heroine, you can choose, my man's penis, or this mound of flesh?"
Wu Xingyun almost didn't think, and pounced on Qiu Xiaowu. With a "plop," a slick liquid shot onto Wu Xingyun's face.
"I'm sorry, Sister Yun...I...I saw your breasts and I was envious..."
Qiu Xiaowu could finally express her thoughts in her own voice. She happily shook her small mound of flesh again, and a stream of urine sprayed onto Wu Xingyun's face.
Wu Xingyun stared blankly at the person in front of her. She was carried into the room by An Wentian.
"If I come out and still don't have the manual for the Finger Flicking Divine Skill, you'll be back to being the Soaring Star-Picking Swallow, 'Hero Qiu'!"
The mournful cries of Wu Xingyun echoed from inside the room. Qiu Xiaowu, while fantasizing about An Wentian fucking her, ejaculated her semen and finished writing down the manual she had memorized.
The next morning, Qiu Xiaowu was awakened by a tingling sensation in her lower body. Her genitals would spontaneously erect in the morning, ejaculating streams of semen. She slapped her genitals hard. With a creak, the door opened. She looked in surprise and found Wu Xingyun standing there, looking bewildered. With a slap,
Wu Xingyun turned and left.
From then on, only the Snow Guanyin, the One-Sword-Breaking-Dust Goddess, remained in the martial world. There was no more news of the Star-Picking Swallow. Some said that the Star-Picking Swallow died in battle to rescue the Snow Guanyin trapped in the Blissful Pavilion; others said that the Star-Picking Swallow fell in love with the Lone Sword Saint of Mount Tian and went into seclusion.
Then, Xue Guanyin also disappeared.
"Okay, this is the recipe for the Soul-Sealing Powder. Actually, you're really stupid, little dick."
"Wh-how..."
"If you had just killed me in one move back then, and then tested the Soul-Sealing Powder on my body, why bother with all this trouble? Ha, hahaha..."
An Wentian was still so slow to realize things.
Qiu Xiaowu felt nothing. She just looked at the recipe.
Xiao Jiu was in a good mood. He had just stepped out when he realized that Wu Ge was going to do that. He was genuinely happy for Wu Ge and Wu Meizi. After many years of being lovers, they were finally going to be husband and wife. He wandered around the South City aimlessly, ate a delicious breakfast, and then strolled around the streets for a long time. When it was noon, he figured it was time to cook lunch for the newlyweds, so he hurried back.
What he saw goes without saying.
Chapter Eight: Calm and Serene
In the twelfth year of Fengtian, Liu Meier ascended the throne and was called "Empress".
Xue Guanyin, who had pierced the dust with a single sword, was also never heard from again.
Upon ascending the throne, the Empress Dowager ordered the eradication of all brothels, both overt and covert. The women of the night either left to marry, moved to even deeper underground brothels, or worked alone. Xiaojiba was one of those who operated both in brothels and at home.
"Xiao Jiu, you've worked hard. Here, take this."
An old man placed twenty copper coins in Xiao Jiu's hand.
"Look at you, making money!"
Xiao Jiu wiped his sweat and prepared to leave.
"Xiao Jiu, you're not getting any younger. That thing at home… throw it away. You have such a fine…"
Xiao Jiu simply bowed and hurried away.
He returned home to find only a table and chairs, and a bed.
"Mmm, ah~ oh ah, sir, sir, your cock, oh oh, it feels so good to fuck my little dick..."
"Hehe, to be able to fuck a soaring swallow, I am too, ah~" "
Mmm, well, I, I am a little dick prostitute Xiao Wu, not, what, what 'Star-Picking Swallow'..."
"Hehe, this figure, this face. You transvestite still dare to deny it? What's written on this butt? If it's not Star-Picking Swallow, ah, I, I won't pay!"
"Ugh, ugh, I admit it, Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu is, is, is Star-Picking Swallow, ah! Look at my big breasts, isn't it enough to make you soar to the clouds? My asshole is, to pick semen!"
Qiu Xiao Wu on the bed was pressed down by a strong man, who pressed down on Qiu Xiao Wu's buttocks and thrust into her from behind. Qiu Xiaowu's long, slender legs lifted left and right intermittently, her breasts twisting wildly under her weight.
Years of consuming the Ecstasy Powder had completely neutralized her martial arts skills. Her once strong and powerful body had become incredibly supple, showing no trace of her former martial arts training. The only thing she remembered was the moans of various women, and her voice, damaged by the penis, could no longer produce a man's deep voice; her everyday voice was simply Qiu Xiaowu's.
The Ecstasy Powder's lactation-inducing effect was remarkable; her breasts were now comparable to those of the legendary Snow Guanyin. Due to the Powder's effects, she was constantly in a state of arousal, and her anus had been ravaged by countless men, making it smooth and round—truly a masterpiece.
"Ah!"
The man lifted Xiaowu's head tightly, and after a long tremor, ejaculated all his semen into her anus.
"Hoo~ Ah, Xiao Jiu, this is it."
"Thank you, Brother Zhang..."
The ingredients for that aphrodisiac were naturally expensive. Years of continuous consumption had long since exhausted Xiao Jiu's savings from the first half of his life. He tried his best to find various ways to make a living, just to buy the formula for this stuff for Qiu Xiaowu. He even had to mix it himself. Qiu Xiaowu, apart from being fucked, had the mind of a three-year-old child and couldn't help at all. Only by working as a prostitute could she earn some income.
She now frequented the depths of various brothels. Sometimes she was gang-raped by seven or eight men, their semen left on her exceptionally beautiful face. Sometimes she was tied up and served the genitals of male and female clients, squatting on the ground while playing with a dildo fixed to the ground, and being deeply throated by a real penis on it until she orgasmed. Or she was held by a female client with a dildo and constantly manipulated, experiencing prostate orgasms every day, enjoying unparalleled pleasure.
She couldn't sleep unless a man ravaged her until she was completely drained of semen. And whenever she still had the energy to wake up late at night, she would use various tools she had obtained from An Wentian on herself—a shock bomb containing Gu worms, a jade ruyi that spun when wet…
Qiu Xiaowu occasionally reminisced about her days at the Pleasure Pavilion. The face of Wu Xingyun in her memory transformed into a series of grotesque, large penises. Her mind and body were completely captivated by the allure of real penises; even a small, useless thing like her own lower body would send her into ecstasy.
Xiao Jiu eventually found a wife, who also loved the sight of fleshy lumps that would scream and ejaculate at the slightest touch. And so the days passed, and Qiu Xiaowu lived each day as happily as the happiest whore in the world.

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