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The martial world is in constant chaos; how should a chivalrous hero conduct himself in such a place?

It was July of the Kaiguang era, the height of summer.

In the secluded mountains, amidst the cries of monkeys and birds, a thatched hut stood nestled in the misty clouds.

"Sword, no, the sword must be light, not forceful." In the open space before the hut, an elderly man with white hair was instructing a young boy on swordsmanship.

"Yes, Grandpa." The boy's voice was still childlike, and his appearance was like that of a child. His long hair was tied up, his sharp eyes fixed ahead. He wore a simple white robe, which fluttered as he wielded the sword, and his white cloth shoes made no sound as he walked.
"Good, that's it."

"Buzz buzz buzz." The sword moved, the wind whistling, and the boy, after being instructed by the white-haired old man, had mastered a fine set of swordsmanship.

In the old man's eyes, the boy's swordsmanship was still clumsy, but to a typical chivalrous hero, it was a different story.

Half an hour later, the old man finally told the boy to stop. At this moment, the boy's face was neither flushed nor out of breath; his breathing was even, and his steps were light, clearly indicating a high level of internal strength.

"Jian'er, external skills are just tricks; the most important thing is internal cultivation. Have you practiced the *Xuan Kong Qing Xin Jue* that I taught you well?"

"I practice every day," the young man replied earnestly. The white-haired old man, with his discerning eyes, could tell the truth. His complexion was rosy, and his body emanated a gentle, flowing internal energy—this was the stage of internal energy manifesting externally, a state only attainable at the fifth level of the *Xuan Kong Qing Xin Jue*.

The white-haired old man nodded in satisfaction. The *Xuan Kong Qing Xin Jue* only had eight levels; reaching the fifth level was truly remarkable. It seemed he had practiced diligently day and night without slacking off.

"Hmm?" The young man suddenly looked up at the sky. He noticed a small red star, visible even in daylight, which surprised him greatly.

"What's wrong?" the white-haired old man asked curiously.

"There's a small red star in the sky," the young man pointed to the horizon. The white-haired old man looked in that direction.

Upon seeing the small red star, the white-haired old man immediately frowned, calculated with his fingers, and sighed deeply with worry.
"Grandpa, what's wrong?"

The white-haired old man stroked the boy's head, smiling wryly, and said, "Something big is about to happen in the world."

The boy, far from being worried, asked with great interest, "Is it related to that Red Boy?"
"Yes, she's about to be born."

"Wow, amazing, amazing!" The boy seemed to know something and jumped up excitedly.

The white-haired old man didn't know whether to scold him or share his joy.

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The Central Plains is a land of outstanding people and abundant resources, a place where hidden talents abound. No one in the martial arts world dares to claim the title of

number one. If one were to name the pinnacle of the martial arts world, everyone would know it is the Sword Saint, Dugu Xukong. His swordsmanship is extraordinary and divine, the pinnacle of swordsmanship. However, if we're talking about profound internal strength, then Nangong Wushuang is the best. His internal strength technique, "Cold Moon," is unparalleled in the world, and it's hard to find another internal strength technique that can compare.

Of course, there are countless reclusive martial artists, and many cynical masters don't care about any reputation in the martial world. What value do titles like "Mount Tai Dugu" or "Northern Dipper Nangong" have?

Martial arts heroes and heroines are bound by chivalry, love, and hatred; this has been the way of life since ancient times. Countless people are trapped by love, unable to escape the "Peach Blossom Formation," and their lives are filled with torment.

Therefore, Yuan Qiansui is very open-minded. Who is Yuan Qiansui?

Yuan Qiansui was born in a small village near Bai Niao County, the capital of Jiangnan. It's better not to mention his name, as he wasn't famous. However, he did have a local specialty: tomatoes—big, red, and fresh tomatoes. Even the best dish in restaurants was scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Yuan Qiansui was basically raised on this kind of life. Now seventeen, he was handsome and quite dashing, a well-known beauty in the village. However, he didn't study martial arts and spent his days idly, preferring to frequent the marketplace and associate with its scoundrels, indulging in eating, drinking, and merrymaking, squandering his parents' money and wasting his time.

He often boasted to his friends that he had seen through the vanities of the world and had no interest in the martial arts world, but possessed extraordinary skills and was a martial arts prodigy. His boasting was indeed impressive, making his "good friends" call him "Master Qiansui."

"Master Qiansui, what strange and interesting stories do you have to tell us today?"

"Dali, how old are you this year?"

"Twenty-one."

"Oh! Look, look!" Yuan Qiansui's loud and clear words attracted everyone's attention. He continued enthusiastically, "The Heavenly Pool is wide open, and a divine light shines forth. It's called the Heavenly Pool, the Jade Pool of Heaven. Do you know what the Jade Pool is?"

Everyone shook their heads. Yuan Qiansui paused slightly, feigning mystery; he wouldn't tell unless someone pressed him.
The atmosphere remained silent for a long time. Yuan Qiansui calmly took a sip of tea, cleared his throat, and Dali, who had been completely bewildered, finally couldn't help but ask, "What's going on? What is the Jade Pool?"

Yuan Qiansui looked around at everyone, seeing their eager expressions. Not satisfied, he decided to satisfy their curiosity, saying, "The Jade Pool is one of the sacred places in Heaven, a very large pool. Only fairies are allowed to use it. Imagine the scene of fairies bathing and playing in the Jade Pool."

Everyone imagined the ethereal and beautiful fairies bathing and frolicking in the Jade Pool—it was practically a live sex show!

All of them were men, none of them were married, and all were virgins. They were all eager to be with women, fantasizing about such erotic scenes. Any man would be excited, though they looked more like starving dogs scrambling for excrement.

"But what does this have to do with me?" Dali, for some reason, had suddenly become quite shrewd.

"Good question." Yuan Qiansui had anticipated this. He said calmly, "The Jade Pool is only for fairies. Isn't that unfair to male immortals? Therefore, the Jade Pool opens wide on a specific day, at which time male immortals can also use it. That's the reason the Heavenly Pool opens." "

What does that mean? I still don't understand."

"Idiot!" Yuan Qiansui scolded mercilessly.

"Hahahaha." Everyone laughed.

"What are you laughing at? Do you understand?"

Everyone shook their heads. Yuan Qiansui was quite pleased with himself. He scoffed, "A bunch of pigs!"
No one dared to laugh anymore. Dali finally felt a little better. After all, it was better for one person to be a pig than for everyone else to be one. As the saying goes, it's better to share happiness than to enjoy it alone, right?

"Your Highness, stop wasting time. We can't afford to waste any more time. Please explain quickly," Dali pleaded.
"Alright, we'll listen." Everyone listened attentively. Yuan Qiansui

said smugly, "The Heavenly Pool is wide open, and celestial men and women can enjoy the Jade Pool together. Isn't this a perfect scene of men and women enjoying themselves?" Everyone displayed extremely lewd and obscene expressions, as vulgar as could be, making Yuan Qiansui's skin crawl.

"Understand?"

"No."

"The biggest idiots of all." Yuan Qiansui cursed mercilessly, his curses fierce and harsh.

Everyone fell silent.

"So, you have good news to share."

"What! What good news?"

"You should save up your money and prepare for your wedding," Yuan Qiansui said calmly. Dali was flattered and beamed with joy. He longed to marry a wife, but not only was he poor, he was also unattractive, and no girl would even look at him.

"Really? Is that true?" Everyone was skeptical, and someone asked, "Then what about the spiritual light on your forehead?"

"Hehe, heavenly secrets cannot be revealed."

"Nonsense!" The crowd scattered. Yuan Qiansui shrugged, finished his tea, and was about to leave the teahouse when he suddenly saw a stunningly beautiful young woman.

Her black hair was tied up, her eyes were captivating, her nose was straight, her mouth was small, and her cheeks were flushed like peach blossoms. She wore purple, and her beautiful figure was the envy of many. However, her gait was somewhat unsteady, and Yuan Qiansui, with his keen observation skills, immediately guessed that this woman might possess martial arts skills.

"This is an opportunity not to be missed." Seeing her about to leave, Yuan Qiansui quietly followed her.

He followed her as she walked towards the edge of the village, where fewer and fewer people were around, and the environment became increasingly quiet and secluded.

Finally, the woman stopped and slowly turned around. Yuan Qiansui immediately tried to hide, but there was nowhere to conceal himself. He was stunned, realizing he had fallen into a trap; she had deliberately led him here.

"You've been following me for so long, what brings you here?" she said, approaching Yuan Qiansui.
Yuan Qiansui sensed the woman's ill intentions, so he slowly retreated, trying to divert her attention with words. He said, "I saw that you are beautiful, young lady, and I was captivated by your beauty. I wanted to ask your name, but I was afraid of being presumptuous, so I have been following you, hoping to find a good opportunity to form a bond."

"Hehe, my surname is Meng, and my given name is Bingqing." She revealed a cunning smile.

"A good name... truly a good name..."

"Is that so? I chose this name myself, meaning that I hope to be pure and innocent in my dreams, because I was deceived by a faithless man and lost my virginity. I hate him. Do you know his fate?"

"Ah... this... you forgave him?"

"Hahahaha... forgive? I wish I could kill him!"

Yuan Qiansui was frightened; this woman harbored a deep resentment.

"Don't worry, I didn't kill him, I just cut off his penis."

"Hahaha... Serves you right! Well done!"

"You men are all bad!" Suddenly, she took out a dagger from her sleeve. She got closer and closer, and Yuan Qiansui was terrified. This time, he had actually encountered a perverted penis-cutter. Is this what they mean by "lust is a knife above one's head"?
"Girl, calm down. I'm not the man who wronged you. I've never deceived a woman. I'm still a virgin. If you like, I can give you my virginity... If one isn't enough, I know many virgins, I guarantee you'll be satisfied." "

Vulgar! I'm not as lewd as you!"

"Hahaha, yes, I'm really lewd, you're pure and innocent..."

"No longer pure and innocent..."

"Virtuous and gentle..."

"I've cut off the man's penis..." "

Capable in the kitchen...capable in the living room..."

"Crazy."

"Ah, don't kill me... no, don't cut off my penis!"

Just in this desperate situation, three young men dressed in green robes suddenly descended from the sky. They held long swords and looked like they knew martial arts.

"That's right, you yourself are crazy!"

"Insane!"

"Silly girl!"

The three men spoke in the same tone and with the same attitude, they seemed to be from the same group. Yuan Qiansui was overjoyed, thinking that this time she was saved.

"Men! Men! All men are scoundrels!"

The four finally started fighting. Yuan Qiansui, slightly shaken, felt safe now. A rare and exciting battle was a valuable experience, adding to his bragging rights, so he stepped aside to watch quietly.

The three men used the same swordsmanship and synchronized movements, combining their strength to overwhelm Meng Bingqing, who dared not even breathe.

After several dozen rounds, Meng Bingqing realized she was outmatched and used her lightness skill to escape. Her martial arts weren't particularly strong, but her lightness skill was remarkable; she vanished without a trace in a few flips.

"Chase her!" the three shouted simultaneously.

Too late. Yuan Qiansui could see the three men couldn't catch Meng Bingqing.

The matter ended there. Yuan Qiansui dusted himself off, his earlier cowardice gone, a bright smile returning to his face, and strode home.

In the second episode, the girl

named Dali, whose full name is Niu Dali, lives with elderly parents who, it is said, had him late in life. They dote on him, but unfortunately, he is lazy and not very bright. His family can't afford to send him to a private school, and even if they could, he wouldn't go.

He's been accustomed to a carefree life since childhood, and the life of a diligent student doesn't suit him.

His parents desperately want to find him a daughter, but he's not very handsome, and even the girls in the village don't like him, which worries them greatly.

This morning, Dali was flattered by Yuan Qiansui, and although he knew it was mostly boasting, he didn't completely disbelieve it. When he got home, his parents asked why he was so happy, and he told them that good news was coming soon and that they should prepare money for his wedding.

His parents were overjoyed; it was rare for a girl to be interested in their son, and the two elders immediately burned incense to thank their ancestors.
Niu's mother kept pressing him to tell them which girl it was, but Dali said that if there was one, then there wasn't, and she wouldn't marry him yet.
The cow's mother was suspicious. She knew her son was naive and easily deceived, so when he spoke vaguely, she feared he would be tricked.

From that day on, she nagged him daily, saying that marrying a wife was secondary, and being wary of being deceived was paramount.

Dali, annoyed by her nagging, left home to stay in that place for a few days.

It was on a small hill west of the village, a secluded spot unknown to anyone; Dali had discovered it by chance.

It was a natural cave, with light streaming down from the ceiling and vines hanging from the walls. It was warm in winter and cool in summer, with natural energy flowing in, a harmonious balance of yin and yang, a naturally formed wonder.

Dali had never spent the night there before; tonight was his first.

The moon was bright, its light shining into the cave from the ceiling. Just as Dali was about to sleep, he noticed a beam of light shining on the rock wall, reflecting a bluish glow.

Intrigued, Dali approached and discovered a tiny object wedged in a crevice in the rock.

"What's this?"

It was a tiny ring. Dali didn't know what a ring was, so he slipped it onto his finger without a second thought.

"How many years has it been? Finally, someone has found me." "

Who?"

Suddenly, a seductive female voice echoed from inside the cave. Dali, being simple-minded, didn't consider the possibility of a mountain spirit or monster. He had never heard such stories before, so he wasn't afraid.

After looking around and seeing no one, he wondered if it was just his imagination.

He shook his head and went to a corner to sleep on the ground.

In his half-asleep state, he seemed to hear the woman's voice again.

"Young master, sleeping so early, don't you have anything to do?"

"Hmm... nothing to do... hmm..." Dali replied casually.

"Want me to come keep you company?"

Dali only thought that the other person had a female voice, and it was very charming

. She must be quite beautiful. Since he was still half asleep, he didn't think much about it and said, "Okay..." The ring on his hand emitted a powerful blue light, and then a graceful, beautiful, and stunning young woman suddenly appeared in the cave. She still had a childlike face and should not be more than sixteen years old.

She wore a light blue, flowing robe, her figure incredibly alluring. Her breasts, large as a cow's, bulged out, making the robe swell. Her slender waist accentuated their size, and the curves of her hips and legs were simply stunning. The design of the robe deliberately revealed a section of her thigh down to her heels; she was a natural beauty, captivating and pitiful.

"Young Master?" The woman smiled sweetly at the sleeping Dali, then walked to his side and gently patted his shoulder.

"Young Master… Young Master…"

"Hmm… Don't disturb me… Mother…"

"Huh? Mother?" The woman was puzzled. Wasn't he just talking to her? How did he suddenly fall asleep?

Not wanting to wake him, but worried about his sleep, she knelt down and placed his head on her lap.

"Hmm… So sweet…" Dali murmured in his sleep again.

"Heh, not very handsome. I wonder what kind of man he is," she said gently, stroking his face.

The next day, as Dali was about to wake up, he found something soft under his head and smelled a fresh fragrance. Opening his eyes, he saw a pair of large, round, and firm breasts, which startled him so much that he immediately jumped back several steps.

"Ah, young master? You're awake," the woman said, opening her eyes as well.

"Who...who...who are you?" Dali was captivated by her stunning beauty and figure, stammering.
"My surname is Jiang, and my given name is Ling. May I ask your name, young master?"

"My surname is Niu, and my given name is Dali."

"What a common name,"

Dali scratched his head, ashamed. "My parents are illiterate, and I'm just a country bumpkin. They hoped I would be strong and healthy so that working in the fields wouldn't be so hard."

"Oh, I see."

Dali's eyes darted around her, admiring her large breasts. She possessed an ethereal quality, like a fairy descending to earth, clearly not an ordinary woman.

"Why are you staring at me like that? It's making me shy."

"Ah... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, it's just that you're so beautiful, like a fairy."

Jiang Ling giggled at his sincere words, her laughter even more captivating, utterly mesmerizing.
"Would you be afraid if I said I was a monster?"

Dali shook his head. He had never seen such a beautiful monster before. He asked in return, "Are there monsters this beautiful?"

"Hehehe, what if I said I was a ghost?" Jiang Ling found him quite amusing and asked again.
"A little scared." Dali was afraid to mess with ghosts. He had heard some ghost stories from Yuan Qiansui and knew that some female ghosts would become very beautiful to seduce men and steal their essence.

"Hehehe, then think about what I am?"

"A fairy?" Dali thought.

"No."

Dali took a step back, a little flustered, and said, "A ghost?"

"No, that's not either."

Dali calmed down a bit, but then became confused again. She wasn't a fairy, nor a ghost, so what was she? Was she really just an ordinary person?

"Are you from an ordinary family?"

"Do I look like one?"

"A rich girl?"

Jiang Ling shook her head.

Dali couldn't guess. He shrugged, indicating he couldn't guess.

"Do you see the ring on your right hand?"

Dali held out his hand to look, asking curiously, "It's just a ring?"

"Yes, I came out of this ring."

"What?" Dali's mouth dropped open. He couldn't believe his ears. Someone actually came out of an inanimate object?

"I am a Ring Spirit, born from this ring. I've lived in this ring for a long time, and no one has ever discovered me. You are the first."

"Sorry, I'm a bit slow, I don't understand what you're saying."

Jiang Ling looked at Dali with gentle eyes, as if she had a good impression of him.

"Simply put, I'm neither human, nor ghost, nor fairy or monster. I'm just the ring you're wearing."

"This...does that mean you're not alive?"

"You could say that."

Jiang Ling thought he would be disappointed and disgusted with her, but he wasn't. Instead, he walked over excitedly, looking at her, and asked like a child, "Can I touch your hand?"

"Y-yes." Jiang Ling was a little surprised.

She stretched out her hand for him to touch. It was the first time he had touched a girl's hand. She was no different from an ordinary person; she had a body, she was warm, but he didn't know if she had a pulse.

"Finished touching?"

"Ah, sorry."

"It's okay."

Dali's expression suddenly became awkward, his eyes sometimes looking at Jiang Ling, sometimes looking around, wanting to say something but not daring to.

"Do you have something to say?" Dali noticed she seemed quite clever.

"I...you..."

"Just say it."

"You told me to say it." Dali acted like a child who had done something wrong.

"Okay, go ahead."

"I'll tell you, don't be angry."

"I'm not angry."

"Will you marry me?"

The scene was silent for a long time, as if a few moments had become years, an incredibly long time. Dali's heart was pounding. He was afraid of being rejected, and wondered if he had been too abrupt.

Finally, Jiang Ling said something even more speechless than a rejection.

"What does 'marry' mean?"

Dali almost fainted. Had she never heard of marriage before? "

It means getting married." "

What does 'getting married' mean?"

Ugh!

"It means a man and a woman bow to each other, then consummate their marriage, and then have children."

Jiang Ling was completely confused. Were there so many strange things besides sleeping together?

"I haven't seen anything about these things in the ring. Will I lose all my martial arts skills after getting married?"
"What? Martial arts skills?" Dali couldn't help but be curious. He often heard Yuan Qiansui mention martial arts skills, but it was just something he boasted about. He didn't really know much about martial arts skills. Was this what she was worried about?

"Marriage and martial arts shouldn't be related, right? Martial arts are like learning to ride a horse; once you learn it, you'll never forget it. Marriage is just a ceremony." "

Oh, then it's fine if I marry you."

"Really?" "

Yes."

"Great! Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!" Dali was so excited he danced around. Jiang Ling found it amusing; did he really need to be so happy about getting married?

"I, Niu Dali, am getting married! I'm getting married!"

"Pfft, hehe." Jiang Ling couldn't help but laugh. Suddenly, Dali picked her up, startling her.
"Ah...don't spin me!" Jiang Ling was spun around by Dali, almost making her dizzy.

"Hahahaha." Dali put her down, then took her hand and said, "Let's go home."
"Going home?"

"To see my father and mother."

"Father? Mother? What are those?"

Dali suddenly realized the problem. She was born from a ring and had no parents. Who should witness her wedding day? How should she explain her origins to her parents?

Dali wasn't good at lying and couldn't think of a way, so he stopped thinking about it. In any case, he was going to marry her, and his parents should be overjoyed. Why would they object?

"Let's go."

"Ah, where to?"

"My home."

Dali led Jiang Ling out of the cave and headed towards the village.

When they entered the village, the villagers saw Dali appear with the beautiful Jiang Ling. The men's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and they drooled. Her huge breasts, as big as milk, made their blood boil.

"Hey, Dali, who is this girl who's like a cow... no, like a fairy?"

A group of his friends swarmed around Dali, surrounding him completely.

"Go away, get out of the way! I'm taking her to meet my parents to discuss marriage." Although Dali's face showed displeasure, he was secretly overjoyed.

"What? Brother Dali, you're getting married? Could it be with this grandma..."

"Grandma, grandma, you head! If you dare to have any improper thoughts about her again, I'll gouge out your eyes and cut off your manhood!"

At this moment, Yuan Qiansui happened to arrive at the market. He saw a group of people walking and shouting around something and found it strange. What good thing was happening? Being very curious, he wouldn't miss the opportunity to increase his bragging rights.

"Yo yo, make way, make way..." Yuan Qiansui finally squeezed into the crowd and, as soon as he settled down, saw a dreamlike and intoxicating scene.

"So big!" Yuan Qiansui exclaimed in his heart. He noticed Jiang Ling's huge breasts at first glance.

Upon seeing Yuan Qiansui, Dali's anger vanished into a smile. "Oh! It's you, Your Highness! I really have to thank you. You were right! I, Niu Dali, am getting married!"

"What! You're getting married? Could it be to this lady... ah, no, this beauty?"
"Hahaha, yes!"

Dali was stunned!

Yuan Qiansui was known for his boasting; when had he ever said anything that came true?

Where did this damned girl come from? How could she be interested in Dali? Was she a con artist?

Yuan Qiansui walked to Dali's side and whispered in his ear, "Good brother, beware of scams."

"Hahaha, thank you for your concern, Your Highness. There's absolutely no problem."

Yuan Qiansui didn't believe him, but what did the Niu family have that would make them want to be deceived?

"Alright, Your Highness, I'm going home now. I'm taking Jiang Ling to my parents; they'll be very happy."

Yuan Qiansui was speechless and envious. What kind of incredible luck had Dali had?

"Get out of the way! Or I'll beat you all up one by one."

The crowd was at a loss for words; their hearts were filled with mixed emotions—envy, jealousy, and disappointment. They stood frozen, watching Dali bring Jiang Ling home.

"Dad! Mom! I'm back! Look who I brought!" Dali's voice preceded his arrival, and Niu's parents came out to see him.

"Oh, Dali, you're finally back! You've been gone all night! Where did you go? You're so old, yet you still don't know your place! Don't you know how worried your father and I were?" Niu's mother started nagging as soon as she saw Dali.

"Mother, look, who came back when I came?" Dali said, then turned and waved to Jiang Ling, who was walking behind him, saying, "Ling'er, come here and let your mother see you."

Jiang Ling stepped forward with a bewildered look. Her parents were utterly astonished. Her father stammered, "A fairy...a fairy descended to earth."

"Good boy, so young and beautiful, Dali, is she your friend?"

Dali grinned. "Mother, she's your good daughter-in-law."

"Ah!" The two elders exclaimed in surprise.

Dali said smugly, "Father, Mother, I want to marry her."

"Oh dear, silly son, did she agree? Did you force her to marry you? That's not right," her father said reproachfully.

"Jiang Ling, go ahead and say it."

"Oh, yes, that's right, I said I want to marry him."

Father Niu was shocked and almost fainted. Luckily, Dali caught him quickly. Mother Niu also said excitedly, "Father Niu, my Dali has finally found a daughter who is willing to marry him."

"Ah...ah...that's wonderful! Our ancestors are watching over us and haven't forgotten our Niu family."

"Father, don't get too excited. Take care of yourself. You still have to officiate at my wedding."

"Yes, yes, I still have to drink your cup of 'new daughter-in-law tea'."

Mother Niu was so excited that tears streamed down her face. She wiped her eyes and asked, "Girl, where do you live? Did your parents agree?"
Jiang Ling didn't know how to answer, so Dali immediately answered for her, "Mother, Ling'er doesn't have parents."

"What? Is she an orphan?"

"Yes, yes, she's an orphan. She has no relatives." Dali said, seizing the opportunity.

"Oh? Then where did you meet her?"

"This..."

Father Niu and Mother Niu began to suspect something. Dali didn't know how to lie, so he knew as soon as he asked.

"Dali, where exactly is she from?"

"Father, Mother, what does it matter who she is? As long as she's willing to marry me, isn't that enough? It's rare for a girl to be willing to marry me, aren't you always nagging?" Dali was getting impatient.

Father Niu took a liking to Jiang Ling immediately and didn't say anything more, but Mother Niu felt uneasy. Jiang Ling was unbelievably beautiful, almost like a fairy, and her voice was alluring; thinking back on it now, she felt a bit bewitching.
"Father, Mother, in short, I'm going to marry her. You decide what to do." With that, he led Jiang Ling into the house.
Father Niu and Mother Niu looked at each other, unsure what to say.

The Third Chapter: The Thousand-Year Change

. Although Dali's parents felt there was something strange about Jiang Ling's origins, their love for their son overcame their doubts. Their son was not young, the family didn't have much money, and he wasn't particularly handsome. To be able to marry a woman as beautiful as Jiang Ling was a blessing from several lifetimes.

Niu's parents spent their life savings on a wedding banquet for Dali. Although it was just a small village feast, it caused quite a stir. The news spread throughout the village, and the Niu family was bustling with activity. One day, Huang Erniang came to offer her congratulations, and the next, Aunt Guo came. The most expensive gifts were a chicken, the cheapest were just a bag of cakes, along with vegetables, pork, duck eggs, and other necessities. Almost everyone in the village sent gifts, making the Niu family very proud.

The bride's beauty was especially admired, with everyone praising her. They all said Dali was lucky to have married such a beautiful woman, and the other young people were both envious and jealous.

Yuan Qiansui's family was the only one who didn't send a gift, because they were truly poor. Ever since the news of Dali's upcoming marriage spread, Yuan Qiansui's parents had constantly compared him to Dali, saying that Dali was also uneducated and from humble backgrounds, yet he was finally getting married, and how outstanding he was.

Yuan Qiansui felt resentful, constantly regretting that he had boasted about Dali's upcoming marriage. Look, they're really getting married now, but it's a pity the groom isn't Yuan Qiansui. He

's so jealous! He and Dali have been friends for many years, growing up together. Although they weren't exactly close, they were still friends. Seeing his good brother getting married soon, he really didn't know what to say, and his deep jealousy was hard to shake off.
The fifteenth of August was an auspicious day for marriage, and Dali had been waiting for it for a long time.

That evening, the Tingxiangju restaurant in the village was bustling with activity as Dali hosted a banquet for relatives and friends; almost everyone in the village attended.

Tingxiangju was the only restaurant in the village, and its business was always booming. This time, the Niu family had prepared a full thirty tables for their banquet. Although Niu's parents were somewhat reluctant to spend the money, they were concerned about their only son's life-changing event. A marriage is a once-in-a-lifetime event, and even if they were poor, they couldn't be stingy with the money. People from the Central Plains value face above all else; this was a matter of etiquette and tradition.

As long as Dali would strive to be a good person and carry on the Niu family line, Niu's parents would be content in their old age.
That night, Yuan Qiansui watched as Dali got married, then joyfully drank with others until he was completely drunk before entering the bridal chamber to prepare…

“Hmm… Oh! My wife…” Dali stumbled and pushed open the door. The room was dimly lit, with only an oil lamp. Dali tripped over the threshold and fell to the ground.

“Brother Niu, are you alright?” Jiang Ling didn’t dare to move. The matchmaker had repeatedly told her not to lift her red veil herself, but to sit obediently and wait for Dali to come and lift it himself.

“Hahahaha, I’m fine… Oh… I’m fine…” Dali slowly got up and said.

“Then hurry up and lift my red veil. I can’t move, I’ll get tired.”

“Hehe, my wife is impatient. Okay, I’ll be right there.”

Dali limped to the bedside. He suddenly felt nervous. The woman in front of him would be his from now on, and he would have children with her.

Dali slowly reached out his hands to lift the red headscarf. He grabbed the hem, hesitated for a moment…
“Wife.” With that, he forcefully flung the headscarf off, letting it fall to the ground.

Jiang Ling, dressed in a bright red wedding robe, silently gazed at Dali with her bright eyes. Was this the man before her her husband? Was she really getting married?

“We’re married?” Jiang Ling asked doubtfully.

“Yes, the ceremony is complete, and next… is the bridal chamber.” Dali said nervously.

“Bridal chamber? What’s the bridal chamber?”

Dali scratched his head. Actually, he wasn’t very clear either, only having heard a little bit from the elders.
“It’s hugging and kissing.”

“Hugging and kissing?”

“Yes, lips to lips, mouth to mouth.” Dali said awkwardly.

“What! So that’s how you do it in the bridal chamber.”

“You don’t want to?”

“I… I’ve never kissed anyone before.”

“Hahaha, I’ve never kissed a woman either, but it’s okay. Now we’re husband and wife, doing this is very proper.” Dali tried to comfort Jiang Ling.

"Really? So couples can kiss?"

"Yes." Dali nodded seriously.

"Oh, okay then."

Seeing Jiang Ling agree, Dali immediately became excited. He slowly moved his head closer to her until their breaths touched each other's faces...

The moment their lips met, they both felt a jolt, like being electrocuted. They touched briefly, then quickly pulled away, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

"Um...it's so embarrassing..." Jiang Ling said shyly.

"Yeah, I think you'll get used to it eventually. Just try a few more times," Dali comforted her.

"Want more?" "

Don't you want to?"

"No..." Jiang Ling said shyly.

Dali slowly moved his face closer to her again, then gently touched her lips to his, then pulled away, then touched her again...

They slowly got used to each other's body temperature, and then pressed their lips tightly together, not separating for a long time.
Jiang Ling quietly closed her eyes, carefully feeling the warmth and smoothness from the man. Dali closed his eyes, diligently studying how to maximize his satisfaction during the process. He had heard of using his tongue, so he boldly extended it…

“Hmm… Brother Niu, why are you putting your tongue in my mouth?” Jiang Ling suddenly recoiled and asked疑惑地. Dali
awkwardly replied, “I heard it from someone else, and I was just curious, so I decided to try it.”

“Oh? You can use your tongue?”

“Yes, it should be more exciting.”

“Hmm, then let’s try using our tongues.”

Dali was nervous. He was gradually changing Jiang Ling’s mind, making her more willing to develop a closer relationship with him. He knew she didn’t truly understand the meaning of marriage, nor did she have any concept of having children. She was like an innocent young girl, but it was precisely this innocence that made men cherish and love her even more.

Dali was a normal man. Although he wasn’t very knowledgeable about matters of the bedchamber, he had heard rumors and, even if he hadn’t eaten pork, he had seen pigs walk. So he was simple-minded, not completely ignorant.

The two began to exchange kisses, their technique not very good, but the novelty and excitement made them both very excited and playful like children.

Dali's hands also began to wander, his male instincts exploring the female body—a natural reaction. Jiang Ling was also at a loss when she was touched. Besides feeling shy, she also felt very uneasy. She and Dali had only known each other for a short month, and they didn't really understand each other yet, so their feelings weren't deep. This naturally triggered a defensive reaction in her.

Ever since he met Jiang Ling, Dali had been obsessed with her large breasts. That primal, wild desire overwhelmed his reason. Since they were already husband and wife, he felt that whatever he did wasn't too much, so he boldly grabbed Jiang Ling's large breast with one hand.

"Ah! No!" Jiang Ling felt a strange fear, so she pushed Dali away forcefully, and naturally used her internal energy. A powerful force shook Dali away, causing him to fall to the ground.

"Ah! It hurts! What happened?" Dali said as if waking from a dream.

Jiang Ling covered her chest with her hands, looking aggrieved, but remained silent.

Seeing her like this, Dali scratched his head and said shamefully, "I'm sorry, I was rash. You didn't like it, did you?"

Jiang Ling remained silent.

Dali was no longer drunk. He slowly walked to the bedside and sat down, not daring to touch her again, and said gently, "Alright, it's late, go to sleep."

Only then did Jiang Ling awkwardly say, "I'm used to sleeping alone."

"Ah, is that so? Okay then, I'll sleep on the floor tonight, you sleep on the bed."

Jiang Ling felt slightly relieved. Tonight's events were somewhat novel and strange to her. She had never known what marriage represented, but tonight she finally understood that marriage was not something to joke about!

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Yuan Qiansui drank a lot of wine. He walked home alone and couldn't help but vomit.

"Ugh... Ugh... Hmph, so great? Bah! A beautiful flower stuck in cow dung... Ugh..."
Yuan Qiansui felt terrible. What did he lack compared to that stupid ox? Why was he able to marry such a beautiful wife?

"Damn it, God! Is this fair?" He muttered as he walked, limping along, and then he tripped and fell to the ground.
"I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled!" He pounded the ground with his fists, venting his frustration.

"Ha...haha...the heavens won't open their eyes...the heavens won't open their eyes...haha..." He slowly got up, babbling incoherently.

He roared to the sky, then suddenly stared blankly at a peculiar star in the night sky—a small red star.
"The demonic star appears, the demonic path flourishes, who dares to ask who is the supreme ruler? Don't laugh at me, seemingly mad, if I could obtain the will of heaven, I would rule the heavens and sever love and hate! Sever love and hate...sever..." He sang madly, finally collapsing drunkenly in the street.

The next day, the morning sun shone on Yuan Qiansui's face, and he gradually sobered up.

"Hmm...ah..." He slowly got up, shook his aching head, and said, "Where am I..." He then pressed his temples.

Back home, he immediately fetched water to wash his face.

Seeing him covered in dust, Yuan's mother immediately started nagging again, "Where did you go last night? Wow, you reek of alcohol! Did you drink a lot last night? Your clothes are all dusty and dirty. Go take a shower and change your clothes."
"Can you stop nagging all the time?" he said impatiently.

"If you were as capable as Niu Jia Dali and married a beautiful wife, I wouldn't nag you anymore."
"Dali! Dali! You only know how to compare me to other people's good points, but you can't see mine!"
"What good points do you have? Your mother really doesn't know."

"You don't even know the good points of your own son? Are you really my mother? Am I not your biological son?"

Yuan's mother was stunned, her face changing several times, but she remained silent.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Did I hit the nail on the head?"

"Uh... you'd find out sooner or later anyway."

Yuan Qiansui was shocked and said, "Could it be that I'm really not your biological son?"

"Yes, actually you are the child my husband and I had by chance."

Yuan Qiansui was stunned when he heard this. He had only said it in a fit of anger, but it turned out to be a true story?
"Then whose son am I? Are my biological parents still alive?"

"I don't know, let me start from the beginning..."

It was a harsh winter. Yuan's father and mother had not yet moved to this village. They should be in Jizhou, Hebei. That day, snow was falling heavily. Yuan's father had just returned from hunting and was supporting a seriously injured man. Yuan's father was also carrying an infant on his back.
"Husband... who is this person..." Yuan's mother was heating soup in the kitchen when she heard footsteps and came out to see what was happening. The scene in front of her was a dying man entrusting his last words.

"Good...good...young master..." As he spoke, he pulled a bag from his robes. Yuan's father took it and opened it; the bag was filled with glittering gold.

Actually, even without the gold, he would have raised Yuan Qiansui anyway. Yuan's father was a kind-hearted middle-aged man who had encountered many feuds in the martial world. He would let things slide if he didn't encounter them, but if he could help, he would always do so without hesitation.

Seeing the dying man dressed as a chivalrous knight, he knew he was a member of the righteous path, and Yuan's father would never stand by and watch him die, especially not to raise a lovely, lively infant.

They had no children of their own, so they had always treated Yuan Qiansui as their own, raising him with great care and hardship.

However, Yuan Qiansui, once grown up, was nothing like a descendant of a chivalrous knight. Instead, he didn't learn martial arts and spent his days associating with commoners, greatly disappointing Yuan's parents.

(Back to the present)

Yuan's mother took an old letter from the room and handed it to Yuan Qiansui, saying solemnly, "This is a letter that the dying man gave to my husband back then. He said it was of great importance and that he would only give it to you when you grew up. Please burn it immediately after reading it."

Yuan Qiansui opened the envelope and took out the letter. The words on it, written with some kind of ink, were remarkably fresh.
"This...it's...unbelievable..." Yuan Qiansui murmured as he read, and after finishing, he remained silent for a long time before bursting into wild laughter.

"Sui'er...are you alright?" Yuan's mother asked worriedly.

"You really didn't read the contents?" Yuan Qiansui said seriously.

"No."

"Hmm, very good."

"Sui'er, what does the letter say?"

"The letter says..." Yuan Qiansui slowly approached Yuan's mother...

"Sui...er! Ugh!"

Yuan Qiansui grabbed Yuan's mother's neck with one hand, squeezing her tightly with all his might.

Yuan's mother's eyes bulged, her face filled with shock and confusion. She slowly stopped moving, and her struggling hands finally went limp.
"Sui'er! You! Wife!" Yuan's father had just entered the house when he saw Yuan's mother being strangled to death. He was momentarily confused, not understanding what had happened.

"Die!" Yuan Qiansui seemed like a different person. He rushed to Yuan's father and, in the same way, strangled his neck, killing him instantly.

Yuan Qiansui thus killed his adoptive parents who had raised him with hardship for over a decade. He burned the letter, then left the village as if nothing had happened, disappearing without a trace.

[The End]

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