The Greatest Hero

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Night had fallen, the moon and stars were few.

In March in Jiangnan, the nights were still slightly chilly.

A group of more than twenty men, dressed in short blue robes and wearing straw hats, carried shoulder poles through the bamboo grove. These twenty-odd men, their movements suggesting martial arts training, dressed like a group of salt smugglers, and their furtive actions were truly perplexing.

Reaching an old house in the northeast corner of the bamboo grove, they crept slowly closer, surrounding the house. From the baskets on their shoulder poles, they scooped something out with ladles and scattered it on the ground around them. The substance was as white as snow, reflecting the moonlight. Each man sprinkled this salt-like substance with utmost care, as if afraid of splashing it on themselves, as if it were highly poisonous. In no time, the area within fifty paces of the old house was covered with this poisonous salt; even a master of light-footed martial arts could not cross this range.

Meanwhile, inside the old house, wisps of smoke rose, and the aroma of roasting meat wafted from the window. A fire blazed on the ground, and a man sat beside it, having just roasted a partridge. Beside him lay a large piece of cooked beef and a jar of fine Yanghe liquor.

The firelight illuminated his ruddy face; it was the face of a middle-aged man, somewhat handsome, but more weathered, with slightly disheveled hair streaked with white.

The man pulled out a small knife and sliced the cooked beef. Then he tore off a leg from the roasted partridge and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing voraciously. He took a large gulp of liquor and ate another slice of beef.

"Is that the Kaiyang Swordsman inside, the great hero Shen Yan?" the leader of the group of "salt merchants" outside shouted.

"Since you know it's me, get lost! Don't bother me while I'm drinking and eating!" Shen Yan said in a normal tone, yet his voice remained clear even thirty paces away, demonstrating his profound inner strength.

"We didn't mean to disturb Master Shen's drinking pleasure. We've sprinkled poisoned salt around this old house, so even with Master Shen's high martial arts skills, it won't be easy for him to escape..."

"Just say it, what do you want?" Shen Yan interrupted him, annoyed by his rambling.

"Master Shen is indeed generous, so I'll just say it directly. As long as Master Shen hands over the Kaiyang Blade..."

"Alright!" Shen Yan interrupted him again. "Take it!" He picked up a large, five-foot-long, black-bladed, strangely shaped blade and threw it to the door of the old house. The blade was stuck in the doorway, and a glowing green skull on the back of the blade was particularly conspicuous in the night. The blade was shrouded in a thick aura of killing intent.

The salt merchants were astonished that Shen Yan had so readily offered up the precious sword. Their leader, however, was smugly pleased, thinking, "Even the renowned Kaiyang Swordsman is nothing special." He ordered two of his men to lay a plank on the ground near the old house's entrance. The two men tried to pull the sword from the ground, but it was incredibly heavy and difficult to remove. Just as they were about to lift it again, they suddenly felt a surge of evil energy enter their bodies. Their faces were instantly covered in a black aura, not quite poisoned, but their expressions were contorted in agony, as if they were in excruciating pain, yet they didn't utter a sound before collapsing dead.

The salt merchants were shocked, unable to understand what was so strange about the sword. Could Shen Yan have poisoned it? The leader suddenly realized that the Kaiyang Swordsman, besides knowing the "Xuanyuan Sword Technique," also possessed the martial arts and hidden weapons of the Ancient Tang Clan, and was naturally skilled in using poison.

In truth, these salt merchants were ignorant; they only recognized the Kaiyang Sword as a precious sword, but were unaware of its origins. The Kaiyang Blade, first mentioned on Xingba

, is said to be "created by heaven and forged by man." Eight hundred years ago, on the Kunlun Mountains in the northwest, a piece of metal fell from the sky. This object was neither gold nor iron, entirely black, and its metal was indistinguishable, yet its shape was that of a blade. Later, an unknown master swordsmith spent over forty years forging this mysterious metal into a five-foot-long, hundred-pound blade. On the night the blade was completed, the Kaiyang star in the Big Dipper shone exceptionally brightly, and thus the blade was named "Kaiyang Blade." This blade was incredibly hard; ordinary swords would shatter upon contact. With a single swing, men and horses would be shattered. Although the master swordsmith forged the Kaiyang Blade, he did not want it to bring harm to the world, so he threw it into a sacred valley.

Four hundred years later, Tang Tianxing, a former disciple of the Tang Clan, was pursued by his fellow disciples and, wounded, fell into the valley. In the valley, he obtained the Kaiyang Blade. Moreover, he accidentally discovered murals in the deep valley and comprehended a set of sword techniques from them, which became known as the "Xuanyuan Blade Technique."

Tang Tianxing, wielding the Kaiyang Blade and possessing both the Xuanyuan Blade Technique and advanced Tang Clan skills, seized control of the Tang Clan and defeated countless opponents. The Kaiyang Blade's fame soared, attracting numerous martial artists vying for this unparalleled treasure. To thwart these ambitions, Tang Tianxing took the blade to an ancient tomb. The tomb's occupant was a thousand-year-old zombie, a vessel of malevolent energy. Tang Tianxing fought the zombie with the Kaiyang Blade, plunging the blade into its body. The blade absorbed all of the zombie's malevolent energy. From then on, anyone who touched the blade would be injured by its malevolent energy, the more people injured, the stronger the energy became.

Unbeknownst to outsiders, Tang Tianxing had secretly infused a elixir capable of suppressing the zombie's malevolent energy into a short sword he carried. This short sword was the Hanyue Blade, a weapon reserved for high-ranking Tang Clan disciples. The Hanyue Blade was eighteen inches long, shaped like a crescent moon, and incredibly sharp, considered a top-tier sword in the martial world. Only those who carry the Cold Moon Short Blade can wield the Kaiyang Great Blade without being harmed by its malevolent energy.

The Kaiyang Great Blade has been passed down through generations, reaching Shen Yan's hands quite some time ago.

Those two henchmen, unaware of the reason, were injured by the malevolent energy and died mysteriously.

"Hmph, the Hai Sha Sect, truly a bunch of low-class rabble!" Shen Yan's words had barely faded when he appeared before the group without them noticing. "With such lowly skills, they dare to try and steal my Kaiyang Great Blade!"

Shen Yan had already discovered that the Hai Sha Sect members had been following him along the way and deliberately waited for them here. The two henchmen with the blade had laid out wooden planks, giving Shen Yan the perfect opportunity. With a "Shadowless Strike," he appeared before the salt smugglers.

The Kaiyang Great Blade was still standing in front of the old house, but the salt smugglers had long since lost interest in taking it. The salt smuggler

, whose hand was trembling as he touched the hilt of his waist knife, suddenly had his pupils dilate, let out a muffled groan, and collapsed dead. He wore a bamboo hat, covering his face and chest; his accomplices didn't see how he died. They only saw that Shen Yan had somehow produced a short knife with a gold hilt and a blue blade, shaped like a crescent moon, its azure edge still dripping blood. At his waist was an empty golden scabbard. The knife was drawn silently and without a trace, a single strike to the throat.

The salt smugglers of the Hai Sha faction were all horrified. The Kaiyang Swordsman hadn't used the Kaiyang Sword, nor the Xuanyuan Sword Technique; a short knife had easily killed their leader, and they couldn't even see what move he used. Shen Yan tore off a piece of the dead salt smuggler's clothes, wiped the blood from his Cold Moon Short Knife, and sheathed it. With a leap into the air using the "Soaring Void Step" technique, and a "Wild Goose Flight" technique, he flew to the front of the old house. The fifty-step poison salt scattered by the Hai Sha Sect members was completely useless against Shen Yan.

Shen Yan picked up his Kaiyang Greatsword and returned to the old house, continuing to drink and eat meat. The roasted partridge was still warm and fragrant. He completely ignored those petty Hai Sha Sect members; killing them would only dirty his blade.

The Hai Sha Sect salt smugglers, seeing Shen Yan return to the old house, were as if granted a pardon and were about to flee when they suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves. As the hooves approached, someone shouted, "The sun and moon shine brightly, the Eagle King spreads his wings!"

"Yes, the Heavenly Eagle Sect..."

"Ah, what are they doing here?"

Sure enough, a dozen or so men dressed in black, wearing black veils and hats, appeared on horseback before the salt smugglers. The leader shouted, "So it really is those scum from the Sea Sand Sect causing trouble here! Kill them all, leave no one alive!"

"Yes!" The Sky Eagle Sect members leaped off their horses, drew their swords, and charged straight at the Sea Sand Sect's salt smugglers.

"Where have we offended your sect..." one salt smuggler began, but before he could finish speaking, he was killed with a single blow.

"Fight them..." Seeing no hope of survival, the remaining salt smugglers fought like cornered beasts, but the Sea Sand Sect's martial arts were mediocre. They were known for using poisonous salt to harm people and were considered a low-ranking sect in the martial arts world. Their real sword and spear skills were very poor. The Sky Eagle Sect members charged into the Sea Sand Sect's ranks like tigers among sheep, killing most of them in an instant. The remaining two or three who tried to escape were all killed by hidden weapons.

The members of the Sky Eagle Sect gathered together, lined up neatly, and knelt on one knee facing the old house. The leader said, "I am Zhao Qiang of the Ziwei Hall of the Sky Eagle Sect, paying my respects to Hero Shen!"

"Since we are friends, not enemies, there is no need for such formalities!" Shen Yan's voice came from the old house.

The Sky Eagle Sect members all stood up, and Zhao Qiang continued, "The petty scoundrels of the Sea Sand Sect have spoiled Hero Shen's enjoyment. Hero Shen disdains to kill them, so we will take care of it ourselves!"

"Thank you all..." Shen Yan said disdainfully, guessing that this group was really good at shirking responsibility. However, he didn't care about a third-rate sect like the Sea Sand Sect at all. Even if they came for revenge, he didn't care at all and continued eating meat and drinking wine.

"No need for formalities, Master Shen. It's our honor to share your burdens!" Zhao Qiang then asked, "What brings you here?"

"Our master invites you.

" "Your master?"

"Indeed. Our master has long admired you, Master Shen, and has specially invited you to a banquet on a painted boat on the Qiantang River." "

Why should I go?" Shen Yan asked with a disdainful tone

. "This..." Zhao Qiang was speechless for a moment.

At this moment, the sound of hooves came again. The rider was dressed in a white robe and wore a white veil hat. Judging from her figure, she seemed to be a woman.

"This humble woman greets Master Shen. Our servants are clumsy and inarticulate. How could we possibly persuade Master Shen to deign to come? It is our fault for not handling things properly. We have come to apologize!" The woman in white robes dismounted and said in a silvery voice.

"You're too modest, young lady!" Shen Yan paused before saying, "Could it be that you wish to invite me?"

"I am but a humble junior, utterly lowly, how could I dare trouble you, Master Shen? Someone else wishes to invite you."

"Oh—" Shen Yan's voice rose slightly, indicating doubt.

"However, Master Shen, there's no need to rush. I have a small gift to offer, I hope you will accept it!" "

What is it?" Shen Yan asked.

"It must be given to you in person!" The woman in white robes said to Zhao Qiang and his group, "You may all leave!"

"Yes!" Zhao Qiang led the group to accept the gift and leave the old house.

"Come in!" Shen Yan said.

"Thank you, Master Shen!" The woman in white robes used her lightness skill to step onto the wooden planks left by the Hai Sha Sect and entered the old house.

The woman removed her straw hat, and Shen Yan, by the firelight, could see that she was very young, probably not yet twenty, tall, with a fair complexion and a beautiful appearance. Whether it was the firelight or the girl's shyness, a blush appeared on her oval face. The woman unbuttoned one button of her white robe, which slipped off her body, revealing her naked body beneath only a pair of cloth shoes.

"My gift to Master Shen is my virginity. Please do me the honor!" The woman took a few steps forward, making no attempt to conceal herself, allowing Shen Yan a clear view of her body.

Shen Yan saw that the woman had a graceful figure, snow-white skin, and was exceptionally beautiful. Her breasts were firm, her legs straight and slender, and her pubic hair was sparse, revealing only her vulva.

"This gift is far too precious, Miss!"

"I am but a nobody, and it is an honor to serve Master Shen! I hope Master Shen will not find me unattractive!"

"You are a rare beauty, why be so humble?"

"I fear I am unworthy of Master Shen's favor!" The woman spread her robe before Shen Yan and knelt upon it.

"You need something from me?" Shen Yan asked doubtfully.

"I dare not deceive you, Master Shen. I have come here for two reasons: first, to repay a debt of gratitude, and second, to ask you for a favor."

"What debt of gratitude?" Shen Yan asked.

"Please forgive me for not being able to tell you. Someone will inform you later."

"Then you can't tell me what you need from me either?" "

It is of great importance. I am but a lowly woman, and I have no right to speak frankly about my request to you, Master Shen. I only wish to offer my body to you!"

Shen Yan took a sip of wine and remained silent.

"Perhaps Master Shen finds my daughter too flirtatious and wanton, and has no interest in her?"

"Wanton? A woman who willingly undresses is indeed wanton, but in my opinion, wantonness is not a derogatory term," Shen Yan said calmly. "Master Shen is a peerless hero; what harm is there in being wanton in front of you?" The woman asked, "What is your name?" "

My surname is Gu, my humble name is Xinyu, I just turned eighteen, and I have never been married." Gu Xinyu sat on her robe, her legs spread apart, revealing her vulva. "Master Shen can examine my vagina; if you've lied, just kill me with one stroke."

Shen Yan stroked Gu Xinyu's tender vulva, and Gu Xinyu moaned softly.

"Indeed delicate!" Shen Yan's hands were wet with her juices, glistening under the campfire.

"Before coming here, I bathed in flower petals; Master Shen can enjoy me without worry."

Shen Yan pulled Gu Xinyu into his arms, stroking her breasts and buttocks, and pondered for a moment. In truth, the legendary swordsman Shen Yan, known throughout the martial world for his womanizing and philandering, had been with countless women. The Eagle Sect, catering to his tastes, seemed to have ulterior motives. However, refusing would make him appear overly cautious, damaging his reputation. Besides, with such a beautiful young woman offering herself, there was no reason to refuse.

He immediately laid Gu Xinyu down on the white-robed woman, unfastened his Cold Moon Short Sword and hidden weapon pouch from his waist, and removed his clothes. His thick, black member was erect and menacing.

Gu Xinyu willingly parted her legs, her white labia still tightly closed. Shen Yan's fist-sized glans pressed against the entrance, seemingly larger than the opening itself, rubbing against Gu Xinyu's labia, making them even wetter.

Shen Yan then pressed the Shimen acupoint on Gu Xinyu's lower abdomen; this point could inhibit ovulation, achieving contraception. Using the Five Poisons Scripture, one of the internal martial arts techniques of the Tang Sect, he injected a pain-relieving toxin into Gu Xinyu's vagina through his fingers. Then, he thrust into her. Gu Xinyu's virgin bleeding flowed down Shen Yan's penis, but due to the anesthetic, she felt no pain, only a tingling and itching sensation, gradually experiencing an unprecedented pleasure, a blissful ecstasy. Gu Xinyu lay on the ground, looking up at Shen Yan. Although he was over forty, his masculine charm was undiminished, his muscles strong and firm. Coupled with the pleasure of being possessed, she felt an indescribable joy.

"Mmm~~mmm~~~Master Shen~~Master Shen~~mmm~my vagina~~feels so good~~~mmm~~~~"

"You really are a little slut!" Shen Yan said, touching Gu Xinyu's breasts as he thrust into her. "Mmm~~~my vagina~~~mmm~~~willing~~~to be~~~mmm~~~Master Shen~~~mmm··slut~~~Master Shen, fuck Xinyu's vagina until it's rotten~~~mmm~~~just fuck Xinyu to death~~~mmm~~~~"

Shen Yan continued to thrust into the girl's beautiful vagina without any politeness. After nearly half an hour of fighting, a stream of hot semen shot into Gu Xinyu's vagina.

Gu Xinyu felt a warm current enter her uterus. With a little effort, this warm current could circulate throughout her body. It turned out that Shen Yan's powerful true energy could be channeled into his semen, which could then be ejaculated into a woman's body, or drunk by her, serving as a tonic to enhance her cultivation. Gu Xinyu

, who had already experienced several orgasms and was very satisfied, genuinely admired Shen Yan. Now, realizing that Shen Yan had channeled his true energy into her, she happily said, "Thank you, Master Shen!"

"Miss Xinyu, there's no need for such politeness. You've given me such a great gift; what is this little bit of true energy?"

"Xinyu is willing to stay by Master Shen's side forever, to be his servant and attend to him," Gu Xinyu said. "Xinyu doesn't want any title, she only asks that Master Shen won't find fault with her."

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