Fucking Alliance Leader

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"The little river bends in my hometown, the branches bend before the door, a thousand words cannot hold me back, sister sees brother off to a distant place, ah... ah... ah..." A melodious song drifted over, clear and bright, resonant and lingering, echoing through the mountains.

I quickly parted the dense woods to find the singer. After walking for a long time in the darkness, my eyes suddenly opened up. In front of me was a sea of flowers, birds chirping, bees buzzing around, and a girl in a pink top and red skirt squatted on the ground with her back to me, singing happily. The voice I had just heard was from her.

I hurried over, and saw her turn around, her hairpins gleaming, a sweet smile blooming on her face. It was Yao Shan. She ran up to me with a flower in her hand and said, "Husband, why are you looking so down? Look at all these flowers! Help me put this on."

I took the big red flower from her and carefully placed it in her hair. She excitedly touched the flower and pouted, saying coquettishly, "Do you think it looks pretty?" A ray of sunlight shone on her face, making both the flower petals and her cheeks blush.

I quickly exclaimed, "Of course it's beautiful!"

"I really want to stay here forever! Look how beautiful it is! The monks at Huai'en Temple never imagined they were so good at growing flowers. Let me tell you the names of the flowers. Look, this is a four o'clock flower, and there's also a hibiscus, amaranth, hollyhock, and dahlia. Aren't they all so beautiful? Over there are also serissa, begonias, cyclamen, and camellias. It's truly a riot of colors!" Yao Shan counted on her fingers as she spoke. "If there's a next life, I want to be one of the flowers here. Even if I can't be a fresh flower, I'll be a water lily before the Buddha."

Just then, a cool breeze blew, swirling a large cluster of petals that danced in the wind. Yao Shan jumped and skipped excitedly, pulling my hand as we ran and laughed, her jewelry jingling and her hair flying. The red ribbon binding her hair also blindfolded me.

However, when she mentioned Huai'en Temple, the world in my eyes turned gray. The lewd scene in the meditation room replaced the beautiful view before me. I stared at her lower body, with only one thought: there might still be the semen of more than a dozen men there.

Anger and sorrow instantly swept over me. I didn't know when my face had become cold, and when I touched it, it was covered in tears.

Yao Shan's expression changed instantly upon seeing my strange behavior. Covered in flower petals, she ran over and asked, "What's wrong, husband?" I turned away coldly, but suddenly, a series of strange events occurred. All the flowers transformed into bald monks, and the flower branches into countless hands, emitting lewd laughter. These hands grabbed Yao Shan, and she struggled desperately, crying out to me, "Husband, save me!"

I quickly embraced her, saying, "Shan'er, don't leave me!"

But those hands were incredibly strong, and I couldn't pull them away no matter what I did. I had to use all my strength, roaring and pulling frantically. It took a long time before I gradually pulled Yao Shan towards me. She gradually calmed down and looked at me with tearful eyes... Her eyes were fixed on me, a sweet smile playing on her lips once more. But then, the flower petals covering her body had inexplicably transformed into clumps of white, sticky substance, plastering her hair, eyebrows, and clothes, emitting an unbearable, foul stench. I hesitated, my grip loosening, and a tremendous force snatched her from my arms. I frantically reached out, grabbing only a red ribbon. Suddenly, everything was empty, her piercing cry still echoing in my ears: "Husband, save me!" I ran around frantically with the ribbon, calling her name, but all around was emptiness. The previous splendor of flowers had turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Regret and helplessness filled my heart, and finally, I collapsed to the ground, weeping uncontrollably.

Just then, a warm and familiar voice rang out: "Yu'er, be good, don't cry. These sugar flowers are pretty, but they're actually very dirty. If you eat them, you'll get diarrhea like last time. Let's go home for dinner, okay? Mom will make your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs."

I shook my head and kept saying no. At that moment, a magnetic and familiar voice sounded in my ear: "I won't buy you anything, even if you don't want it. You're always like this when we go out. I won't take you out anymore. If you don't get up, do you want a beating?" I looked up and saw my father, so young, looking at me sternly. I scrambled to my feet in fright. My mother smiled slightly and said, "This child, you only listen when someone scolds you." She then knelt down and wiped my face with a handkerchief. "Is it worth crying like this over a sugar flower? There are so many pastries at home, but you insist on eating the ones from outside. Even if you do eat them, you get diarrhea for days afterward. Aren't you just asking for trouble? My silly son!" My

mother looked so young, her face without a single wrinkle. A jade hairpin, the one I knew so well, was tucked into her hair. Whenever I got lost in a crowd, I could quickly find her by its conspicuous shape.

"Don't waste time, we'll miss the appointed time if we go any further," my father said disapprovingly.

My mother then took my hand and led me forward. The stone steps ahead were also familiar. I looked up and saw three characters written on the stone gate: "Huai'en Temple." In a daze, I saw my parents greeting a monk. Finally, the monk led the three of us around to a small meditation room. I looked down and saw that the room had a wooden floor.

Soon after, my mother began to pray to Buddha, and my father and I were kicked out. I was very playful and ran around the Jade Emperor Hall. Eventually, I encountered two little monks who looked somewhat familiar, but I couldn't place where I had seen them before. One was fat, and the other was thin. The three of us had a lot of fun. However, the two little monks were soon called away by their masters and scolded. I was all alone and suddenly missed my mother terribly, so I cried and begged for her. Unfortunately, the burly monks stopped me from seeing her. I didn't know where my father was resting.

So I secretly went to the back of the meditation room. It was covered with a thick layer of ivy. I struggled to peel back the ivy, revealing a window with a translucent roof. I peeked through a small crack inside.

I saw my mother sitting cross-legged on the floor of the meditation room, facing me sideways. Her long dress spread out on the wooden floor, large and round, like a lotus leaf floating on water. Her gentle face was flushed, and fine beads of sweat trickled down her forehead. Her body swayed slightly, and her jade hairpin swayed more violently than usual. She bit her red lips slightly, and her delicate brows were furrowed, as if she were enduring some pain, a stark contrast to her usual gentle and quiet demeanor .

I cried and shouted at her, "Mom, why won't you see me? Those monks are so fierce! Waaah..."

Upon hearing my voice, my mother's face changed instantly. She looked around anxiously, finally spotting me. But she still didn't get up; she simply called out. A moment later, a monk pushed open the door, and my mother pointed at me and said something to him. The monk looked at me and shook his head repeatedly. The two argued for a while, then my mother suddenly shouted sharply, her expression extremely fierce, startling even me—something I had never seen before. Because she would never speak to me like that. The monk left the room dejectedly. A moment later, he found me, grumbling as he carried me to my mother, then closed the door and left.

My mother hugged me, saying, "You naughty boy, didn't I tell you to play outside for a while? I'll be out in a bit.

What's the rush?"

I cried, saying the monk outside was fierce. Although my mother comforted me, she kept making groaning sounds, her large breasts heaving like someone suffering from a serious illness.

I touched my mother's rosy face and found it burning hot, her body steaming. I quickly said, "Mom, are you sick? I'll ask Dad to go find a doctor." My mother smiled and shook her head, saying, "Silly child, Mom isn't sick." Then she let out another muffled groan.

Then I heard a series of thumping sounds coming from under the floor, growing louder and louder, as if she was about to break the floor. Then she hugged me tightly, with such force that it hurt me. I struggled but couldn't push her away. Just when I thought she was about to strangle me, she suddenly screamed. Her voice was long and melodious, like a sob or a cry, as if she was suppressing a lot of sadness. Then her body went limp, she let go of me, and her whole body started trembling violently. Even her scream trembled and quivered, as if she had suddenly fallen ill.

I burst into tears, crying repeatedly, "Mommy, what's wrong?" My mother hugged me again, tears dripping onto my head, sobbing, "It's nothing, Mommy isn't sick, Mommy is happy." She then smiled and pinched my cheek, and I finally felt safe in her arms. Suddenly, a loud clatter of wooden fish drums filled the air outside. The drumming made my head spin, and my eyelids began to droop. Seeing this,

she quickly shook me, trying to lull me to sleep, but I was repeatedly awakened by her convulsions. Finally, unable to sleep, I stood up and heard a series of thumping sounds coming from the floor. Curious, I tried to lift her skirt to see what it was. My mother's expression suddenly changed, and just as my hand touched the skirt, she slapped me across the face. I was completely stunned. My mother always spoke softly to me; she had never been so angry before. I was filled with grief and indignation, and I screamed and cried. At that moment, a monk walked in and forced some kind of pill into my mouth. My vision went black, and I knew nothing more.

The long dream finally ended. When I woke up, Wang Ruochu, dressed in a coarse cloth skirt, was looking me over and smiled, saying, "Husband, what kind of dream were you having? You were laughing and crying all the time." She then used a hot towel to wipe away my sweat.

I took the towel and sat up, asking, "What time is it?" "It's only dawn. Are you hungry? I'll make you some midnight snacks," Wang Ruochu said with a smile.

I felt that the dream had drained my energy, and I was indeed a little hungry, so I nodded.

Ruochu happily rubbed her hands together, preparing to leave, but I grabbed her hand and said, "Why aren't you sleeping?" Ruochu lowered her head, looking somewhat pitiful, and said, "I'm afraid I won't see you again when I wake up." I sighed, released her hand, and she quickly got up and went to the dining table to pick up a dirty apron and tied it around her waist.

I asked her again, "You actually learned to cook?"

Ruochu nodded and said, "How can you get by outside if you don't know how to cook? I also learned to make traps, kill rabbits, and hunt spores." I

shook my head. She had been spoiled since childhood, and after coming with me, she didn't even know what a kitchen looked like. Later, she followed that scoundrel Zhang Tihuan, living a nomadic life, eating and sleeping in the open. It's a miracle she's endured this long.

The day I met her at the human trafficking market, I used a thousand taels of silver to redeem her. Anyway, that silver was confiscated from Doctor Tian's house, so I might as well use it. Although that scoundrel Tian Jinglong was just a doctor, he had a lot of silver hidden in his house. He had fifty thousand taels of silver notes alone, and a whole box of jewelry and jewels; there was also a huge stack of love letters written to him by various ladies, young ladies, and even maids. Among these love letters were a few from Zhao Xin, but I didn't read them. They seem useless now, but if anything happens, I can use these love letters to blackmail those ladies, since they value their reputation more than their lives.

However, there were too many things to move, so I found a secluded place to bury them before setting fire to Tian Jinglong's room.

Just after I redeemed Ruochu, some yamen runners surrounded me. Not wanting to cause trouble, I threw down a thousand taels of silver.

Who knew those constables thought I was easy prey and wouldn't stop until they got ten thousand taels of silver. I'm not the kind of person who would be so easily appeased. I immediately twisted their swords into pretzel shapes. They were stunned. The head constable, holding the silver note, said, "This young master is quite handsome. How could he be a notorious bandit who kills and robs? We must have mistaken him for someone else. Let's go look elsewhere." Ruochu, frightened, clung tightly to me from behind. I comforted her for a while before she calmed down. Seeing her ragged clothes, I felt a pang of sorrow. So I took her to a clothing store to have a new outfit made. However, she insisted she didn't deserve to wear fine clothes anymore, so I made her a coarse cloth dress. I wanted to take her home, but she refused to return to the Zhao residence, feeling she had no face to see her sisters again. I thought to myself, if you have no face to see them, how could they have any face to see you? Your sisters' lewdness is far worse than yours.

Later, she recounted her experiences with Zhang Tihuan. It turned out that after escaping with Zhang Tihuan, she fell ill after living in a cave for a few days. Although Zhang Tihuan knew some medicine, he was ill with women, so he had to see a doctor. The doctor said Wang Ruochu was pregnant and too frail to endure the elements. Zhang Tihuan had no choice but to rent a house in a small village for temporary relief.

However, he remained unchanged in his nature. After a few days, he again tried to seduce a farmer's daughter, only to be discovered and driven away by the villagers. After this happened several times, Zhang Tihuan no longer saw Wang Ruochu as a goddess, but rather as a burden, and decided to abandon her to continue his carefree life. So he dropped Wang Ruochu off near my house and left, giving her some silver notes as a parting gift.

However, Wang Ruochu dared not enter my house again, nor dared she return to her parents' home, for adultery would be condemned by everyone.

She was now truly homeless, hoping to use the silver notes to settle down in the county town, but she was robbed on the way. Although Ruochu's martial arts skills weren't high, she was usually more than capable of dealing with these third-rate characters. However, this time, she was in a terrible mood, pregnant, and ailing, so she was no match for them and had no

choice but to surrender. The bandits, seeing her striking beauty, thought they had struck gold and planned to sell her to a brothel. They even tried to grope her, but Wang Ruochu lied and said she was a virgin. The bandits believed that once they defiled her, her value would be gone, so they didn't touch her again. Later, I found her being auctioned off at the human trafficking market.

Seeing that she still refused to return to the Zhao family mansion, I had no choice but to temporarily rent a courtyard house in the county town to settle her down. I also took her around to buy some daily necessities. After we finished everything, I said I wanted to go home, but she clung to me and wouldn't let me leave. I had to hire someone to deliver a message home.

I don't know what to do with her now, I can only take it one step at a time. However, I think our marriage is over. From now on, I'll just send her some money and food regularly. I won't care who she has affairs with, and I certainly won't have any physical relationship with her, because I feel it's a bit dirty.

A little while later, she had prepared the meal and brought it up. I took out some paper and started writing a letter of divorce. But after writing just two words, my heart ached as if it were being stabbed with a knife, because I could foresee that I would have to write three more such letters of divorce in the future.

Wang Ruochu wiped her hand on the apron and came over, saying, "What are you writing?" I had already crumpled the paper into a ball and gave her a bitter smile, "Nothing." It seems that in the end, I couldn't bear to let her suffer another blow. I'll talk about it later.

However, after experiencing these major changes, Wang Ruochu was no longer as innocent as before. She had become extremely sensitive. Noticing my expression was off, she immediately knelt down, hugged my legs, and cried, "Is it a letter of divorce?" I sighed and nodded. Upon hearing this, she collapsed to the ground, sobbing and choking out, "No, I don't want to leave you. After everything that happened, I realized how much you spoiled me. You gave me everything you could, yet I still complained that you had married too many wives. That's why I thought of leaving with Zhang Tihuan. Little did I know that after leaving you, the world would be so treacherous. In just one month..." "I've tasted all the suffering I owed in the past, and now I understand that I lived in paradise without appreciating it! You now despise my body for being dirty, but don't I feel even dirtier? I'll do anything as long as you don't write a letter of divorce! Please!"

I lowered my head, looked at her, stroked her face, and wiped away her tears with my sleeve. Her face used to be so delicate, even a little chubby from good nutrition, but now it was not only much thinner, but also showed signs of hardship. A surge of anger suddenly filled my chest, and I slapped her hard across the face. She was stunned for a moment, then covered her face with a look of joy.

I was still not satisfied and slapped her left and right, making her pretty face red and swollen, with five clear finger marks on her fair face, until blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

She touched her face and stood there for a while before standing up and saying, "That's right, if you hate me, hit me, don't keep it inside."

I gasped, "If it happens again, you'll know what to do, right?" Ruochu quickly replied, "If it happens again, you don't need to lift a finger; I'll end it myself. I originally wanted to end this worthless life this time too, but I still feel guilty towards you and want to keep this life to make it up to you in the future." I nodded, then suddenly remembered something: "That bastard in your belly can't stay. While you're still pregnant, go get some abortion medicine. I'll be with you." Upon hearing this, Ruochu's face changed, and she said, "Husband, you've misunderstood. This is your child, not that stinking Taoist's."

I was furious and slammed my hand on the table, saying, "You dare lie to me? That night when we made love, I didn't ejaculate inside you at all. You, however, cheated on me with that stinking Taoist twice, once in the wilderness and once in the meditation room. I was under that stinking Taoist's spell then!" "Dan, I could only watch you two commit adultery. Do you know what it feels like for a husband to watch his wife make love with someone else?" Ruochu was stunned for a moment, then trembled as she said to me, "What did you say? You saw it both nights?" I said angrily, "Of course I saw it! Didn't that stinking Taoist priest tell you? I was not far from you at the time. I will never forget that scene for the rest of my life. Not only that, before you ran away, some servants saw you and Luo Yun serving Zhang Tihuan together in the dungeon. So the rumors spread like wildfire, and you made me lose all face." Ruochu's eyes widened, and her face turned pale. I seemed to see the light in her eyes gradually disappear. I saw her stop sobbing, turn around blankly, and when she turned back, I clearly saw a pair of scissors stuck in her chest, very deep, and blood was gushing out.

I panicked immediately and rushed forward to hug her, my voice trembling. "I was just saying," I said. "

If you want to keep the child, then keep it." Ruochu shook her head and gasped, "Actually, I don't know whose child this is, but... Husband... you shouldn't have told me this..." She then coughed up mouthfuls of blood.

I sobbed uncontrollably and nodded hastily. "That's right, I shouldn't have said that. I'm sorry! I was wrong!" I then carried her outside, saying, "Don't worry, I'll call Biru to save you. She's a highly skilled healer. She even saved Luo Yun when she ingested arsenic. This little injury is nothing." Ruochu shook her head, coughing up more blood. She weakly stroked my face with her bloodied hand, tears streaming down her face, and murmured, "I regret it so much!" Then her neck tilted and her body went limp.

I bent down to check her breathing and found that she was only exhaling, not inhaling. I quickly sat down and channeled my energy into her, but she could no longer sit steadily, and her body gradually grew cold.

"Ah!" I roared, feeling as if someone had stabbed me in the heart.

Instantly, a sweet taste rose in my throat, and I spat out a mouthful of blood. Memories flooded back. That year, she was sixteen, and we first met on Mount Jiuhua. I still remember that day she wore a light purple jacket, a white skirt embroidered with golden lotus flowers, and a jade hairpin slanted in her hair, very similar to my mother's, shimmering in the sunlight, making her instantly noticeable in the crowd.

So I began to pursue her. She was at that innocent and carefree age, tending to injured cats and dogs, generously giving to beggars, and fiercely defending the people when she saw government officials oppressing them.

Many times her reckless actions put her in danger, but fortunately, I had already mastered martial arts and always came to her rescue, saving her from peril.

Influenced by her, I began to set aside my pride and show compassion for the weak, while she gradually became more cautious and less impulsive.

I loved her large eyes, as if they could hold the entire Milky Way. I loved her body, always exuding a youthful, milky fragrance.

She loved my quietness and arrogance, which always kept her guessing.

We influenced and encouraged each other, becoming a pair of lovers who relied on each other in the turbulent world of martial arts. Young heroes and noblemen pursued her in droves, but I defeated them all. Unfortunately, she attracted me with her innocence, but it was also the innocence that destroyed her.

A day later, I moved her body back to the Zhao family mansion and held a grand funeral. Her memorial tablet was placed in the Zhao family ancestral hall, and she was buried in the ancestral cemetery on the back mountain, to be buried with me in the future.

Chu Wei initially resisted this arrangement, but after hearing that she had committed suicide, she no longer objected.

So, white silk filled the air inside and outside the mansion, paper money flew everywhere, and all the servants wore mourning clothes. I, however, stayed in Ruochu's room, lost in thought all day. Chu Wei was handling all the affairs outside. Several of Ruochu's aunts and sisters-in-law came, but the old man was almost ninety and lying in bed, so no one dared to let him know.

On the day of the burial, I personally dug the earth and watched her coffin being placed in the grave. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw someone watching in the distance, but I ignored them. These past few days had been physically and mentally exhausting, and I had no strength left for fighting and killing.

That night, I got completely drunk and wandered to the swing in the garden. I used to often hold Ruochu here while reading, the two of us swinging back and forth on the swing, as if it were yesterday.

Just as I was lost in memories, I suddenly heard some noises, as if people were arguing by the artificial hill. I held my breath and went over. By the dim moonlight, I saw three people standing in front of the artificial hill. My senior brother and Shen Xue were hurriedly tidying their clothes, and standing in front of them was Zhao Xin carrying a lantern.

After straightening her clothes, Shen Xue knelt down in front of Zhao Xin with a thud, saying, "Good sister, it's all my fault. Please don't tell our husband."

Zhao Xin flicked her sleeve and sneered, "You two are incredibly audacious! Taking advantage of our husband's grief and lack of attention, you dared to openly commit such acts in the garden. One of you is his senior brother, and the other is his wife. Don't you feel ashamed?"

Shen Xue kowtowed repeatedly, saying, "That's right, I deserve to die. I've always wronged my husband, but I couldn't control myself. Please forgive me this once, sister. I'll never dare to do it again." Zhao

Xin turned her face away and said disdainfully, "You speak so confidently, you slut. If everyone couldn't control themselves, if everyone followed your example, wouldn't this family be in chaos?" Hearing this, I sneered repeatedly, finding it extremely ironic. A sense of powerlessness and exhaustion washed over me at the same time. I slumped against a rock and sat up. Oh well, let them be. Whatever. Unexpectedly, the senior brother hurriedly pleaded with Zhao Xin, "It's not like that. Xue'er was originally a good wife. I forced her to seduce her, which led to this situation. Please forgive her, Miss Zhao. It won't do you any good to tell anyone. My junior brother is already very vulnerable. If he finds out, who knows what kind of trouble he'll cause. Even if you want to tell him, you should wait a while."

Zhao Xin spat, "You adulterous couple, and you're trying to teach me? Since you know your husband is so vulnerable, you still seduced your sister-in-law into doing such lewd things. It's clear you're a lecherous scoundrel, yet you pretend to be a virtuous gentleman. I'm definitely going to tell my husband. You're both going to die." With that, she kicked Shen Xue away, picked up her lantern, and turned to leave. Shen Xue groaned, got up from the ground, and grabbed Zhao Xin's shoulder with her left hand.

Hearing the commotion behind her, Zhao Xin didn't retreat. Instead, she leaned back, knocking Shen Xue flying. Fortunately, her senior brother leaped up and caught her.

"You think you can fight me with your pathetic skills?" Zhao Xin put the lantern on the ground, left hand forward, right hand guarding her heart, assuming a fighting stance. I knew this was the Sumeru Palm of the Tianshan Sect, a palm technique that was often subtle and restrained, yet chillingly powerful.

She was originally a disciple of the Tianshan Sect, but after completing her training and leaving the sect, she disobeyed the rules. Because she longed for the Central Plains, she refused to return to her sect, eventually being expelled and a kill order was issued. However, her martial arts skills were extremely rare, making her a first-rate master in the martial arts world. The Tianshan Sect disciples who chased her were instead taught a lesson by her. When Zhang Tihuan caused a ruckus at my house, I fought her, but I couldn't do anything to her.

Seeing this, Shen Xue pushed away her senior brother beside her and said, "If you insist on this, sister, you might as well kill me. I have no choice but to ask you for a lesson this time. If you win, I'll just die. If you lose, you must keep quiet about what happened tonight."

Zhao Xin sneered, "Very well, you have some guts. But your lover is not allowed to interfere, otherwise the contest will be invalid."

My senior brother's martial arts skills are far superior to mine, so Zhao Xin is naturally very wary of him.

When Shen Xue heard her call her senior brother an adulterer, implying that she was a harlot, she was furious: "Of course! Why do I need to tell you!"

Zhao Xin was shrewd and deliberately used some tricky and harsh words to stir up her mind, because the most important thing for martial artists to avoid when they are fighting is to maintain a stable mind.

Shen Xue also understood this principle. She lowered her palms and focused her energy, closed her eyes and recited the incantation, which was the Emei Sect's "Chu Shou Shi" (守式, a style of martial arts).

Zhao Xin knew she was gathering her energy to defend herself. She coldly snorted and advanced, her figure elusive, seemingly moving left and right. Her palm strikes were like falling leaves, with ten feints concealing only one killing move. Most people would only be dazzled, unable to distinguish which move was a feint and which was a killing move. However, Shen Xue's martial arts were not low either. She remained as still as a mountain, calmly pointing her fingertips forward. It was the Emei Sect's "Immortal Pointing the Way," pointing precisely at Zhao Xin's opening. Instantly, the Sumeru Palm technique was broken, and Zhao Xin had no choice but to withdraw her move, being forced to retreat several steps.

Her fighting spirit surged, and she laughed arrogantly, "I didn't expect you weren't a complete waste." After saying that, her robes billowed without wind, and she took a step forward. Instantly, many figures appeared around her, like ghosts and phantoms. Shen Xue only heard her senior brother say "Be careful!" but she didn't have time to turn around. She was struck in the back by a palm strike and was immediately knocked forward five steps, spitting out blood. Fortunately, Zhao Xin showed mercy, otherwise Shen Xue would already be dead.

"How about it, do you still want to compete?" Zhao Xin said smugly, fiddling with the bracelet on her wrist.

Shen Xue cried out in anguish, "No!" Ignoring her injuries, she sprang up like a meteor, hurtling towards Zhao Xin. I knew this was the Emei Sect's "Yue

Nu Zhui Hun" (Soul Chasing Maiden), its power amplified, often capable of killing a strong enemy in one move. However, it would also damage the user's internal organs due to the surge of internal energy, so it was not used lightly by ordinary people. Zhao Xin had no intention of fighting to the death. Seeing this killing move, she was somewhat surprised. Unable to dodge, she could only forcefully block with both palms. She was immediately sent flying by a powerful force, her back hitting the granite of the artificial hill. With a loud bang, the granite shattered, sending rocks flying everywhere.

After a long while, Zhao Xin emerged from the dust and smiled faintly, "I didn't expect you to risk your life like this. I've lost!"

Shen Xue bowed deeply, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, her face pale, and said, "I didn't want to take your life, so I lost. Thank you for your understanding."

Zhao Xin sighed and turned to her senior brother, saying, "Since that's the case, I'm willing to accept my defeat, even if it benefits you, you lecherous thief."

Her senior brother's face lit up with joy, and he stammered, "Then you're also willing to abide by the rules of the martial world?" "Of course!" Zhao Xin said coldly, "But this is only once, and there will be no next time." Her senior brother beamed with joy and quickly took out a pill from his waist and gave it to Shen Xue.

"In that case, let's find a secluded place to heal Shen Xue's wounds first." After saying that, the three of them turned and left. Her senior brother picked up a lantern from the ground and disappeared into the depths of the artificial hill, vanishing from my sight.

I quickly followed and finally found the three of them at a very hidden cave entrance. Shen Xue was meditating, her senior brother was healing her wounds behind her, and Zhao Xin was sitting on the ground with her knees drawn up, not saying a word.

After a while, the two finished their bloodletting, steam rising from their heads.

After Shen Xue spat out a mouthful of blood, her face gradually regained its color. She said to Zhao Xin, "Sister, you can abide by the rules of the martial world, which shows that you haven't forgotten your identity as a heroine. In that case, you can begin." Zhao Xin stood up and smiled at her senior brother, "Let's make it clear first, you are not allowed to disobey me." Her senior brother nodded repeatedly, "I understand the rules."

Zhao Xin's lips curled up, and she stepped forward, kicking her senior brother to the ground. She stomped on his head with her embroidered shoe, "A slut like you, even touching you feels disgusting. If it were my temperament before I got married, you would have been dead long ago." After saying that, she twisted her foot from side to side, making her senior brother grimace, but he dared not scream.

Zhao Xin stomped on his head for a while, then, not satisfied, kicked it repeatedly in the head, causing the senior brother to curl up in pain, gritting his teeth and groaning.

Soon, I saw several large bumps on his head. Fortunately, his martial arts were superb; an ordinary person would have been killed by just one kick.

Shen Xue, unable to bear the sight, turned away and closed her eyes to rest.

Zhao Xin kicked him a few more times, then turned his head back, stood up, and shoved his toe into his mouth. The senior brother's mouth was immediately stretched wide, his mud-covered embroidered shoes becoming wet with his saliva.

Zhao Xin frowned, pulled his toe out, saw the saliva on it, and said disdainfully, "Disgusting! You male dog are the most disgusting dog shit in the world!"

I was shocked; I had never heard Zhao Xin use so many foul words.

The senior brother looked pained but dared not utter a word in rebuttal. Zhao Xin found a thin vine and began whipping him violently. The senior brother quickly covered his face, saying, "Don't hit me here! How am I supposed to explain this to Wan'er tomorrow?" "You cheated on your wife with other women, and you cheated on your junior brother with his wife! Aren't you a bastard, a lecher, a piece of trash!" Zhao Xin finished speaking and whipped him even harder. The vine lashed across his arms and stomach, leaving thin red marks wherever it struck, but she still didn't hit his face.

The senior brother struggled to protect his face, letting out painful groans. I guessed he had never suffered such torment in his life. His eyes were already filled with tears.

Zhao Xin whipped him hundreds of times before stopping, rubbing her wrists. Her hairpin was askew, and her hair was slightly disheveled.

Then she bent down and took off one shoe, stepping on her senior brother's crotch, causing him to groan repeatedly. She then rubbed her foot back and forth, as if teasing him. Soon, I saw his crotch swell.

Zhao Xin sneered, "You're a complete waste, except for your big dick." She then ordered him to take off his pants.

He obeyed, enduring the pain. As soon as he pulled down his pants, his penis seemed unable to contain itself, twitching a few times, causing Zhao Xin to cry out. She looked down closely and saw the glans of his penis pointing directly at her, the veins on the shaft bulging and intertwining, appearing particularly arrogant.

Zhao Xin giggled, took a hairpin from her hair, and carefully pricked the glans with its sharp end. Immediately, her senior brother screamed in pain, and even I felt my glans shrink.

Zhao Xin played with it for a while, using the stick to pry the penis from side to side, but the penis remained stubbornly erect.

Blushing, she glanced at Shen Xue beside her and said, "You two adulterers, weren't you having a good time just now? Do it again in front of me, let me enjoy watching how you behave." Shen Xue blushed and quickly shook her head. Seeing this, Zhao Xin dropped the stick and said, "In that case, I'll take my leave." Shen Xue quickly chased after her, pulling her along with tears in her eyes, saying, "Don't go, I'll do whatever you say." Zhao Xin nodded in satisfaction, squatted down again, and watched as Shen Xue slowly took off her underwear and shorts, until her skirt was completely empty.

"Why not take your clothes off?" Zhao Xin asked. "Wouldn't it be uncomfortable to be naked?" Shen Xue pleaded. "What if someone comes? My skirt can cover me up. This isn't a room. I don't want to be naked."

Zhao Xin nodded, a wicked smile on her face. "You really are a shameless, lewd bitch. You've even become an expert in adultery. From now on, I'll crown you the Grandmaster of Adultery. You'll go find a remote mountain and establish your own sect. Use your rotten, lewd cunt to teach people how to have affairs. Open your cunt wide at the entrance for all your disciples to fuck. After you're done, you'll summarize your experiences and lessons learned, compile them into a book, and write down the sect's secrets of fucking. Whoever fucks the best will be crowned the eldest disciple, the second disciple, and so on. They'll eat and sleep with a dick inside their cunt, eventually becoming the number one lewd and shameless woman in the martial arts world. Once a year, the sect will hold a fucking tournament, inviting heroes from all sides to compete. Whoever wins will be crowned the leader of the fucking alliance."

[The End]

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