The Twin Heroes and Sisters

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Everyone in the martial arts world knows that Zhao Ziyun, the great hero of Jiangnan, has twin daughters who are not only skilled in both literature and martial arts, but also exceptionally beautiful, surpassing all others in beauty. Therefore , they have many suitors, and marriage proposals come to their door every few days, much to Zhao Ziyun's annoyance as

he dotes on his daughters. Thus, Zhao Ziyun, imitating the names of ancient beauties, named his two daughters Feiyan and Hede, precisely to symbolize their unparalleled beauty.

Therefore, when they reached the age of sixteen and officially began their journey as heroes, they were praised as the "Twin Beauties of Jiangnan." This name, as the name suggests, praises their unparalleled beauty; as for their martial arts skills, no one cares much, and no one talks about them.

The two sisters are well aware of this, and it has always been a source of resentment for them. This long-suppressed dissatisfaction makes them rarely smile; especially towards their long-time admirers, they are cold and indifferent, making their admirers both love and hate them.

Therefore, most of the admirers who considered themselves inferior inevitably developed a sour grapes mentality, secretly flirting with the two women and mocking them as the "Ice Queens."

When the two women heard the rumors, they threw a tantrum, even threatening to kick the two men out of their sight to avoid attracting unwanted attention and causing trouble.

This immediately alarmed the few promising young talents in the martial arts world who had a chance of being chosen. They not only cleared themselves of any wrongdoing, but some even volunteered to investigate and find the culprits behind the rumors.

Among them, Yao Wenbin, the "Bodhi Scholar" of the Shaolin School, and Bai Yuqi, the "Meteor Swordsman" of the Wudang School, were the most active and had the best chance.

Looking at the chivalrous figures in the martial arts world today, in terms of family background, character, and martial arts skills, the two were top-tier choices, far surpassing the others.

Moreover, their fathers and the Zhao family were longtime friends with a very deep relationship. Given their proximity, they naturally considered themselves the future sons-in-law of the Zhao family.

They had already secretly agreed to pursue the Zhao sisters, Zhao Feiyan and Zhao Hede, working together to pursue their respective loves without interfering with each other.

Because of their united front, the pursuits of other admirers were not only frequently thwarted but also faced numerous difficulties.

The Bodhi Scholar was the first to frown, saying, "Gentlemen, you are all rising stars in the martial arts world, regardless of your family background, you are all outstanding individuals, certainly not despicable villains. How can you speak ill of others behind their backs and engage in such underhanded tactics?"

The Meteor Swordsman also snorted, saying, "That's right! A true man takes responsibility for his actions. Who is secretly spreading rumors? I hope that person will bravely stand up and admit it, so as not to drag everyone down with them."

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other, but no one was willing to admit it.

Judging from the expressions of the Zhao sisters, even a fool would understand that whoever dared to admit it was destined to be eliminated in the third round and would never have the chance to win her heart again.

Therefore, no one would admit it, no matter what.

The Bodhi Scholar's eyes flashed like lightning. Noticing the strange expression on one of the blue-robed youths, he sneered, "Brother Liu, do you have anything to say?"

The blue-robed youth's face changed, and he hurriedly said, "I only heard it from Brother Cai; you can't blame it entirely on me!"

The green-robed youth was greatly alarmed and quickly retorted, "Brother Liu and I have always gotten along well. How can Brother Liu fabricate accusations and slander me?"

"You still won't admit it? Last time you were drunk, you told me yourself. Can you swear you didn't say it?"

"I..."

Meteor Swordsman frowned and said, "Brother Cai may have just made an unintentional mistake. As long as you admit your mistake and correct it, it's no big deal. If you insist on denying it, wouldn't that disgrace the name of chivalry?"

Upon hearing this, the young man in the green robe couldn't help but change his expression several times. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "I only learned about this rumor by overhearing Brothers Zhou and Hu's conversation. I didn't mean to help the wicked. Please forgive my unintentional mistake, sisters."

Seeing everyone's attention focused on them, Zhou and Hu turned pale and immediately said in unison, "We also heard it from someone else."

Meteor Swordsman pressed, "And who did you hear it from?"

"This... we heard it from outsiders at the inn. We don't know the person's background, so..."

"So not only did you not stop it, but you also participated in spreading rumors. Your behavior is really unacceptable."

"No, we..."

Zhao Feiyan couldn't hold back any longer and shouted, "You don't need to argue anymore! I don't want to see you again, just leave!"

Upon hearing this, the four men's expressions changed drastically. After hesitating for a long time, they finally left dejectedly.

Bodhi Scholar and Meteor Swordsman exchanged glances secretly. Although they appeared solemn on the surface, they were actually overjoyed inside. After all, with four rivals gone, it meant that the day they won the beauty's heart was not far off.

Seeing that the Zhao sisters were in low spirits, Bodhi Scholar quickly suggested, "Luoyang City is not far ahead. Let's hurry into the city before it gets dark and visit the 'Strange Doctor' Senior Liang Fan. My brother was able to master the Bodhi Divine Skill so early thanks to Senior Liang's 'Returning Origin Powder,' so we should take this opportunity to express our gratitude."

Meteor Swordsman, still unable to hide his joy at eliminating his rival, chimed in with beaming eyes, "Great! I've long admired Senior Liang's name, and this is a perfect opportunity to learn from him."

Zhao Feiyan turned to Zhao Hede and asked, "What do you think, Sister De?"

Zhao Hede nodded and said, "That's good too. The Returning Origin Powder has also benefited us greatly, and we're running low on supplies at home. We should take this opportunity to buy some more so we don't return empty-handed." Bodhi Scholar

excitedly said, "In that case, let's go into the city immediately!"

With their minds made up, the four of them quickly entered the city.

The streets were bustling with people, and businesses across all trades were thriving, with a constant flow of customers keeping merchants extremely busy. The shopkeepers were beaming with joy.

Among them, the businesses of study studios and painting shops were particularly enviable.

After all, for thousands of years, Luoyang, a city blessed with natural beauty and talented people, had developed into a renowned center of literature and scholarship. It was not only a place of aspiration for refined scholars but also a place where talented men and beautiful women pledged their love.

Because of the flourishing literary atmosphere, paper in Luoyang was in high demand.

Because of the romance between men and women, everyone yearned for it.

Zhao Hede and Zhao Feiyan, though twin sisters born at the same time, looked remarkably alike, but their personalities were vastly different. Zhao Hede was introverted and quiet, while Zhao Feiyan was lively and active; despite this, both women had a deep passion for painting.

So the four of them followed the crowds through various art galleries. Whenever they came across a fine or rare work, Zhao Hede would buy it and collect it. However, after browsing around, she only managed to find two good pieces that caught her eye, which left her quite disappointed.

Zhao Hede finally couldn't help but sigh, saying, "I never imagined that Luoyang, a city renowned for its literary culture, would be so lacking in works of art with truly exceptional skill. All I find are inferior imitations, a real disappointment."

The Meteor Swordsman immediately darkened his face and shouted, "Where is the shopkeeper?"

A short, stout middle-aged man behind the counter responded and hurried over, smiling obsequiously, "What can I do for you, sir?" "

Your Kyoto Painting Studio is a top-tier establishment, so why are all the paintings displayed here merely superficial works? Is it that your Kyoto Painting Studio can't produce anything good, or do you look down on us outsiders, fearing we can't afford them?"

"I wouldn't dare! Please calm down, sir. Our shop doesn't intend to deceive you; it's just that our owner has a special rule, which is why we keep our most valuable paintings in a separate, secret room and don't display them in the main hall."

"Oh! What is the reason for this rule, sir?"

"To be honest, my owner is a painting enthusiast with extremely high standards. He's also very selective about the paintings he wants to acquire. Therefore, unless the customer is a connoisseur, he won't show them any of his prized works."

"Oh? Business is business. You're just trying to make a profit. Aren't you worried about affecting your profits with all these restrictions?"

"Not at all. The paintings displayed in the main hall, while not technically perfect, are very lively and vivid, with gorgeous compositions, making them very appealing. Since the shop opened, the profits from the paintings in the main hall alone account for 60% of our total revenue!"

Zhao Hede interjected. "So, despite your owner setting up these restrictions on customers, it doesn't affect your business, and your treasured paintings actually account for another 40% of your profits?"

"Exactly, you guessed right, young lady."

"Your Excellency has gone to such lengths to arrange this, perhaps out of concern that the precious pieces might be entrusted to the wrong person, or that they might not recognize their value and thus waste the masterpieces?"

"Indeed! Before the restrictions on the selection of patrons were imposed, there were instances where patrons, lacking appreciation, caused damage to masterpieces, resulting in them being sent back for repairs. This deeply saddened my master. Since then, we have established a rule that all patrons must undergo careful screening to prevent a repeat of this mistake."

"I didn't expect Your Excellency to be such a thoughtful person. Therefore, I conclude that any work that passes Your Excellency's discerning eye must be a masterpiece. I, this young lady, cannot wait to see Your Excellency's collection in person." "

I will immediately lead the way for you, esteemed guests. Please follow me."

Filled with anticipation, the four followed the shopkeeper upstairs, through the corridor, and into the last secret room.

Upon entering the secret room, the four immediately exclaimed in admiration.

The room was filled with paintings, not only by contemporary masters, but also by works attributed to a man named "Mountain Hermit." His works comprised half of the collection, yet he was completely unknown. It was truly strange that he was listed among the works of renowned artists!

Zhao Feiyan, unable to contain her curiosity, asked, "Who exactly is this Mountain Hermit? His paintings, in terms of composition and coloring techniques, are not only on par with contemporary masters, but also possess profound meaning, drawing the viewer into their world. Yet, he is a completely unknown and unheard-of person. Isn't that too strange?"

Not only was Zhao Feiyan curious, but the other three were also filled with questions and astonishment.

Seeing the four men's puzzled looks, the shopkeeper smiled and said, "No wonder you four are surprised. Everyone who enters this secret room for the first time has the same question. To be honest, since I took over this branch, I have sold hundreds of this person's paintings, yet I know nothing about him, and I have never even seen his face. It's truly shameful."

The Meteor Swordsman was even more surprised and said, "Even your master doesn't know?"

"Because you often have this question, I have also inquired with my master, but he only answered with one sentence, which I still don't understand."

"Oh? What is it that has troubled you for so long?"

Zhao Hede suddenly seemed to realize something and said, "Does your master mean that the answer lies in this painting?"

The shopkeeper's eyes gleamed with a strange light and said, "That's right. How did you know, young lady?"

Not only was the shopkeeper surprised and doubtful, but even the three Bodhi scholars were full of questions.

Zhao Feiyan, the elder sister, was equally puzzled and asked anxiously, "Sister De, do you already have a plan?"

Zhao Hede chuckled, "That's right!"

"Tell me quickly, what is the answer?"

"The answer lies in the signature."

"A rustic villager?"

"That's right. Since this person identifies himself as a rustic villager, he must be a reclusive eccentric who is indifferent to fame and fortune, and naturally wouldn't reveal his background."

"I see. So, we won't get any answers from him?" "That's not entirely true," Zhao Feiyan suddenly exclaimed excitedly.

"Because there are no secrets that stay hidden forever. Any secret, given the test of time, will eventually come to light. " "I know!" she continued. "The owner of the Kyoto Painting Studio is the only flaw in this 'wall.'" Zhao Hede nodded and smiled. "That's right! The owner of the Kyoto Painting Studio is a powerful clue in the investigation of the rustic villager." Zhao Feiyan sneered. "That's what they call 'man proposes, God disposes.' Although the rustic villager pretended to be mysterious, he still made a mistake." Zhao Hede's expression suddenly turned serious. "No! Sister Yan, you're wrong!" Zhao Feiyan was taken aback. "Where am I wrong?" " The Kyoto Painting Studio clue is not only not the only flaw, but it wasn't left by the rustic villager's momentary oversight either." "What? Besides the Kyoto Painting Studio, are there other flaws? And were they deliberately left by the rustic villager?" “That’s right.” Even Bodhi Scholar couldn’t help but be surprised and hurriedly interjected, “Junior Sister De, do you have any other discoveries?” Zhao Hede said with admiration, “Look carefully at the figures in each work. Do they contain martial arts moves?” Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback and hurriedly examined each painting carefully. Bodhi Scholar was the first to notice, exclaiming in surprise, "Junior Sister De is right! The posture of the figure in this painting is exactly 'Tiger Roars in the Forest' from our sect's Tiger-Taming Palm Technique! How is this possible? Could this person be related to our sect?" Meteor Swordsman also shouted, pointing to one of the paintings, "The fisherman in this painting, although holding a fishing rod, is actually using the rod as a sword, perfectly demonstrating the 'Jade Maiden Washing Silk' move from our Wudang Sword Technique." Then Zhao Feiyan also noticed the martial arts moves of various schools, marveling, "This rustic villager must be a peerless master, otherwise how could he understand the secret martial arts of the five major sects?" Zhao Hede shook her head, saying, "He may be a master, but he is not necessarily detached from worldly affairs, so of course he cannot be considered peerless." "What do you mean?" Zhao Hede sneered, "Although this person is indifferent to fame and fortune, this can be proven by the rustic villager's self-confidence." "Indeed!" "But he is arrogant about his knowledge and therefore unwilling to remain in obscurity. That's why he left foreshadowing in the painting to show off his masterpiece to the world. His actions clearly show that he disregards the martial world, and his intentions are truly questionable." Meteor Swordsman sneered and said, "Although this senior in the martial world is very knowledgeable, he doesn't dare to show it openly. He only hides in the shadows and uses his paintings to mock the world. Such behavior is truly despicable." "You're wrong!" Meteor Swordsman said in astonishment, "I'm wrong again?" "Of course, isn't it a big mistake to call someone of similar age a senior?" "What? Similar age?" Everyone exclaimed in disbelief, almost unable to believe what they were hearing. "Yes! Anyone who achieves a certain level of mastery in martial arts must have undergone profound training in internal energy cultivation. Their demeanor and cultivation will inevitably become more reserved. If it is an older person, this change in temperament will be very obvious. But if it is a young and vigorous person, no matter how introverted and indifferent their personality may be, they will inevitably have the ambition to spread their wings and soar into the sky."

Upon hearing this, Bodhi Scholar's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but blurt out, "What Sister De said makes perfect sense. If he hadn't achieved early success, how could he have been so arrogant as to leave behind so many foreshadowings?"

Meteor Swordsman was even more shocked, saying, "Just who is this person? He's so familiar with the martial arts of the five major sects. If this person is wicked, he will pose a great threat to the righteous heroes."

"Junior Brother Bai's concerns are very valid. It seems we must find out this person's background as soon as possible so we can prepare for the future."

Having unexpectedly discovered this secret, the four lost interest in continuing to appreciate the paintings, so they bought all the paintings by the mountain villager and left the Kyoto painting studio.

Meteor Swordsman was especially nervous, telling the Zhao sisters that he would return to the mountain to report, and then left first with the paintings.

Bodhi Scholar, however, seemed confident, calmly leading the Zhao sisters to visit the "Strange Doctor" Liang Fan, and naturally, the Strange Doctor invited them to stay overnight.

Just after the first watch of the night, the doctor's room was brightly lit, and the voices of two people talking could be heard...

"Thank you for your help, Uncle Liang. I was able to get rid of so many rivals. Here are 300,000 taels of silver notes, plus the previous 200,000 taels of cash, making a total of 500,000 taels. Please check them, Uncle Liang."

"Hmm! The amount is correct. I didn't expect that with a little trickery, I could send a few people to spread rumors and eliminate those young lads in three rounds. What surprised me even more was that even the Bai family lad couldn't escape his fate. Despite the close friendship between the Zhao and Bai families, he was kicked out by the two Zhao girls."

"No! Bai Yuqi had other important matters to attend to."

"Oh! That's quite a story. What earth-shattering event could have happened that made Bai Yuqi willingly leave his beauty's side?"

"If I didn't have Uncle Liang to rely on, I probably would have had to make a trip to Mount Song."

"What? Could something really serious have happened?"

"Indeed! Uncle Liang, please look at the pose of the figures in this painting."

"Hey! Isn't this..."

"That's right! It's the Tiger Roaring Through the Mountains, a move from our school."

"This... what exactly is going on?"

"We don't know much yet, only that this man called 'Mountain Hermit' has not only painted the martial arts moves of the five major schools and sold them widely, but also countless profound martial arts techniques from each school have already been leaked to the world."

"How can this be? If the secret martial arts of each school are widely circulated, wouldn't everyone be able to use them and break them? Wouldn't this have a profound impact on the prestige of each school?"

"Uncle Liang's concerns are exactly what I'm worried about, and according to Junior Sister De's analysis, this person is actually a young man about my age, which makes me even more worried."

"Hmm, if this person is indeed a young man, with his martial arts achievements, he will definitely be a great rival to you in the future, and might even become your love rival."

"That's right, that's why I want to ask Uncle Liang for help again to escort this painting back to Mount Song, and also to ask my father for advice."

"No problem! I'll send someone to handle it immediately tomorrow."

"Thank you, Uncle Liang."

"Since these paintings came from the Kyoto painting studio, it's necessary to have them closely monitored. I'll take charge of the one in Luoyang, and your father will have to arrange the other branches."

"Of course! Oh, by the way! During dinner, I noticed a young man guarding the medicine furnace. He is..."

"You mean Ai Ren? That kid's an idiot, you don't need to pay him any attention."

"An idiot? I think he's of good character and quite capable; he doesn't seem like a mentally challenged person at all."

"Hmph! If he weren't an idiot, he wouldn't have been forced to sell his property and livestock to help some unrelated poor people, ending up homeless."

"Oh! There are such good-natured people in the world?"

"Indeed! If I hadn't accidentally injured my foot while gathering herbs in the mountains and been saved by him, owing him a favor, I wouldn't have taken pity on him and taken him as my apprentice."

"Eh! Isn't Uncle Liang's mantle passed down only to his sons, not his daughters? Besides, Ai Ren is an outsider."

"Hehe, my dear nephew is right! I didn't originally intend to do that, but Ai Ren is not only intelligent but also diligent. In less than half a year, his achievements have surpassed my good-for-nothing son, which made me admire his talent. I finally decided to break the rules and make an exception to take him as my last disciple."

"I see. Congratulations on Uncle Liang's true teachings having a successor."

"Thank you. I estimate that after another half a year of study, Ai Ren will receive all of my true teachings. As the saying goes, the master leads you to the door, but the practice is up to you. In order to broaden his horizons and gain experience in the martial world, I plan to have Ai Ren serve at Feiyun Manor. I ask your father to mentor him, and

I hope my dear nephew will take good care of him then." "Welcome, welcome! With the assistance of Uncle Liang's successor, our manor will be even more powerful, and it is something we are more than happy to have. I sincerely look forward to Brother Ai's visit soon."

"Hehe, then it's settled."

"It's a deal."

Soon after, the door opened, and the Bodhi Scholar walked away cheerfully.

Then the room lights went out, clearly the eccentric doctor had gone to bed.

At this moment, a dark figure slowly rose from the corner of the window, and with light, swift movements, flew away without disturbing a speck of dust.

In no time, the figure arrived at a courtyard house, and knocked five times on the door of the left wing.

"Ren'er? The door isn't locked, come in!"

the figure responded, pushing open the door. In the lamplight, it was clear he was handsome, the eccentric doctor's successor—Ai Ren.

Ai Ren closed the door and immediately knelt before the middle-aged woman on the bed, saying, "I have disturbed Mother's sleep, I deserve to die."

The middle-aged woman shook her head, saying, "You shouldn't leave for too long, lest the eccentric doctor become suspicious. Tell me quickly if you have any new discoveries!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Ai Ren quickly recounted what had happened.

The middle-aged woman frowned and said, "I didn't expect that the secret of the painting studio would be discovered so quickly. All my painstaking and ingenious design has been exposed in less than half a year."

Ai Ren immediately suggested, "Now that the secret of the painting studio has been exposed, is it necessary to close the business with the East Painting Studio to prevent them from tracing our background?"

"No! This route is not likely to endanger our safety in the short term, and we absolutely cannot give it up so easily."

"Why should Mother take such a risk? Since they have already learned of our secret operation, we might as well turn the covert operation into the open, copy the martial arts manuals of the five major sects, and distribute them widely. This can achieve the same goal of striking at the five major sects." "

Your suggestion is feasible, but the method is too drastic. Not only is the success or failure unpredictable, but there will also be many aftereffects."

"Your child is ignorant and does not understand Mother's concerns?"

"This is due to your lack of experience in the martial world and your ignorance of human selfishness. You should know that martial artists always regard their manuals as priceless treasures. Once they obtain a complete manual, they will definitely try to keep it secret and keep it for themselves; there's no reason for them to spread it widely."

"Wouldn't a painted scroll do the same?"

"Of course it would, but paintings are more ordinary and scattered among scrolls, making them less conspicuous. Even if someone wanted to steal it, it would probably require significantly more manpower and resources compared to obtaining the entire manual. Besides, I have another purpose..."

"What other purpose, Mother?"

"We need a large sum of money for revenge and rebuilding our home; a complete set of martial arts manuals won't suffice."

"Why? Since martial artists consider manuals priceless treasures, they'd be willing to spend huge sums to acquire them.

How could we not raise the money?" "The reason is very simple: First, most martial artists, besides their skills, don't know how to manage money. How could they afford to buy them? Moreover, given the nature of martial artists, they're very likely to resort to robbery. Second, a complete set of manuals doesn't hold much appeal for most wealthy merchants and celebrities; however, if they were replaced with paintings, their value would immediately increase a hundredfold. In this way, we would not only achieve our goal of widespread dissemination, but also generate a steady stream of wealth."

"Mother is indeed wise; I understand now."

"Very good! From today onwards, I must work harder. Every painting we complete brings our revenge plan closer to success."

"Can I help?"

"No need! Besides, how is your Five Ultimate Divine Skill progressing?"

"With the help of the Guiyuan Golden Pill, I will surely break through to the seventh level of the realm soon."

"Really?"

"I dare not lie to Mother."

"That's wonderful! The Guiyuan Golden Pill is indeed extraordinary. It has helped you break through two levels in just half a year. No wonder Liang Fan cherishes the pill so much that he only sold two bottles despite outsiders offering ten thousand gold pieces."

"Yes! According to Master, although the Guiyuan Powder has miraculous effects, it is not even one-thousandth as effective as the Guiyuan Golden Pill. Only the Guiyuan Golden Pill is the true essence."

"Hmm! Your Master doesn't know that you ate the Guiyuan Golden Pill, does he?"

"Master guards it very strictly. How could I possibly steal it?"

"Eh! Then the Guiyuan Golden Pill you took is..."

"The Hua Tuo True Scripture that Master secretly kept. I can recite it all backwards. So when I was purchasing herbs, I secretly left some as a backup and then refined it according to the prescription."

"I see. No wonder your Master was completely unaware."

Ai Ren was overjoyed to receive his mother's praise.

"So, it seems you've already mastered all of the eccentric doctor's teachings, haven't you?"

"I estimate about 80%! The rest is a slight lack of clinical experience, which will require time to develop."

"That's enough. You can't learn practical experience from the eccentric doctor. With his infamous temper, aside from a few wealthy and powerful individuals, or those with connections to him, most people seeking his treatment are scared away long ago. How could they possibly learn anything from him?"

"Mother, are you planning to leave?"

"That's right! We should proceed with the next step of our plan."

"But Master just recommended me to Bodhi Scholar. Isn't this a perfect opportunity to infiltrate the Shaolin Sect?"

"Oh! Right, I almost forgot. In that case, it's indeed not advisable to go far afield."

"I agree."

"Alright! Then you continue your undercover work. I'll handle the next step of the plan alone!"

"How can that be? It's too dangerous for me to do it alone."

"I'll be careful, don't worry. But there's another matter you must complete before I leave."

"Please give your orders, Mother."

"The reason the painting workshop's secret was exposed so early is all because of that Zhao girl's loose tongue. If we don't teach her a lesson, she'll cause us endless trouble in the future."

"How do you plan to punish them, Mother?"

"I suspect that now that they've discovered the workshop's secret, they'll be eager to return home to report it. So, I'll intercept them on the way, and you can take their yin essence, making them ashamed to face anyone and causing them to hide at home, so they won't meddle in our affairs, get involved in our hatred, and bring about their own demise."

"This… how about another method? Take off their clothes. That will achieve the same purpose of humiliation, preventing gossip and future trouble."

"You...you dare disobey your mother?"

Seeing his mother's anger, Ai Ren was greatly alarmed and quickly knelt down, saying, "Mother, please calm down, I wouldn't dare."

The middle-aged woman said excitedly, "Do you know that the enemies we face are all hypocrites? If we are even slightly careless, we will not only suffer disgrace, but we may even become enemies of the martial arts world, with nowhere left to hide in this vast world." "

I understand, I know I was wrong, please calm down, Mother."

"It seems you don't understand the seriousness of the problem. To prevent you from hesitating when you seek revenge in the future because you are afraid of the enemy's righteous identity, and thus putting yourself in danger, I have no choice but to tell you about the family tragedy, so that you understand the hatred of your enemies, and so that you won't be soft-hearted and do something that pleases your enemies and hurts your friends."

This story was a secret that Ai Ren had been eager to know for many years, but his mother had always refused, saying that he was still young and that he could only be told about the family tragedy when he grew up and had the ability to take revenge.

Now, unexpectedly learning that the mystery of his long life was about to be solved, Ai Ren couldn't help but exclaim excitedly, "Mother, please tell me quickly! I must understand how Father died!"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman couldn't help but shed tears, her voice choked with emotion, "Sixteen years ago, masters of both the Black and White martial arts worlds fought tooth and nail for the secret manual left behind by the once-powerful Sun Moon Sect, a hundred years ago. Blood flowed like rivers, yet they couldn't deter the greedy, blinded by lust, resulting in the near annihilation of the martial arts elite."

Ai Ren was deeply moved, asking, "What was so extraordinary about this manual that made so many martial arts elites willing to sacrifice their lives to obtain it?"

"You're still young, so naturally you can't understand the thoughts of those in the martial arts world. A hundred years ago, the Sun Moon Sect was not only the largest sect in the world, but its two leaders, the 'Sun Emperor' and the 'Moon Empress,' were almost invincible masters. Therefore, when the news spread throughout the martial arts world that the 'Yin Yang Manual,' which contained the ultimate skills of the two after the Sun Emperor's death, had been personally extracted by the Moon Empress, it immediately triggered an unprecedented massacre in the martial arts world."

"Could it be that Father also participated in the struggle, which led to his death?"

At this point, the middle-aged woman's face revealed endless nostalgia and sweetness, and she said affectionately, "No! Although your father was both learned and skilled in martial arts, and once had great ambitions, after he married Mother, he no longer cared about the grudges of the martial arts world, and willingly stayed by Mother's side, allowing Mother to spend a very sweet period of time. It's just a pity that good times don't last long. When Mother was three months pregnant, disaster struck..."

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Hidden Sword Manor.

Everyone in the martial arts world knew that the wise and brave "Famous Swordsman" Ai Wenhao, after marrying Gongsun Mingzhu, one of the four beauties of the martial arts world known as the "Hibiscus Fairy," not only hid his famous sword but also retired from the martial arts world.

This loving couple lived a blissful life, no longer concerned with the affairs of the martial arts world. Even the news of the "Yin-Yang Manual's" appearance couldn't affect their sweet life.

Unfortunately, fate loves to play tricks. When Gongsun Mingzhu was three months pregnant, a man suddenly stumbled into the Hidden Sword Manor.

This man was none other than "Famous Swordsman's" senior brother, "Mad Swordsman" Hao Kunshan.

He brought not only the "Yin-Yang Manual" but also a deadly threat.

Seeing Hao Kunshan's numerous wounds, Ai Wenhao was greatly surprised and said, "Senior Brother, who is so cruel as to injure you so badly? Don't move, I'll get medicine for you immediately." With that, he turned and rushed away.

Hao Kunshan ignored her concern and disregarded his own injuries, instead speaking affectionately to Gongsun Mingzhu, "Sister Zhu...how have you been...so long...I've been thinking of you constantly..."

Gongsun Mingzhu had long known that Hao Kunshan harbored feelings for her, but his impulsive nature, just like his nickname "Mad Sword," and his fiery pursuit of her, instilled fear in her. Ultimately, she chose the rational and composed "Famous Sword" as her life partner. She

hadn't expected Hao Kunshan to remain so devoted to her despite her already being in a relationship, leaving her deeply troubled and unsure what to do.

Just as she was lost in thought, Hao Kunshan suddenly grabbed her hand and slipped something into it, trembling as he said, "Your birthday...is coming soon...I've gone to great lengths...to find you...a birthday present..."

Gongsun Mingzhu instinctively looked down and immediately gasped involuntarily.

"The Yin-Yang Manual!"

Ai Wenhao, who had just retrieved the medicine, was also greatly surprised. Upon closer inspection, it was indeed the Yin-Yang Manual. He hurriedly asked, "Senior Brother! What exactly happened... Oh! Senior Brother, cheer up!"

Hao Kunshan had been dead for some time, but a happy smile appeared on his face. Not only had he successfully delivered his birthday gift to his beloved, but he had also died in her arms. He felt that his life had not been in vain, so he passed away peacefully.

Gongsun Mingzhu, being exceptionally intelligent, could understand his deep affection. She was deeply moved and couldn't help but weep, "Senior Brother Hao, why did you do this?"

Ai Wenhao could somewhat understand his senior brother's suffering for love and couldn't help but shed tears of sympathy for him.

"Amitabha! This humble monk was in a moment of haste and never expected that Hao Tuowang would lose his life to the Hundred-Step Divine Fist. It is truly a sin."

The two were greatly surprised and quickly got up to be on guard, but at the same time, they felt a chill in their hearts.

They saw five people who had silently infiltrated, none other than the elite members of the five major sects. The five were

: Master Jueming of Shaolin,

Daoist Feiyun of Wudang, Abbess

Huiyuan of Emei,

Xie Dongshan, the Demon-Subduing Swordsman of Huashan,

and Wu Yingxiong, the Southern Heavenly Swordsman of Qingcheng.

These five held extremely high positions in their respective sects, either as head disciples or favored closed-door disciples, all considered successors by their respective current sect leaders.

Therefore, upon seeing the five surrounding the two, Ai Wenhao immediately changed color and asked, "What do you want?"

Daoist Feiyun sneered, "Your senior brother stole our secret manual while we weren't paying attention, which is why he's in danger. You're a smart man, and you've been out of the martial world for a long time; there's no need for you to get involved. Hand over the manual obediently, and I guarantee you'll leave unscathed." In a one-on

-one fight, he was no match for any of them, let alone with the five clearly joining forces; he had no chance of winning.

As the saying goes, when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

Ai Wenhao, knowing the principle of a true man who can bend and stretch, had no choice but to suppress his anger and say, "Sister Zhu, just give them the manual! Anyway, we've already retired from the martial world, we don't need any manuals at all."

Gongsun Mingzhu also knew the situation was dangerous, and quickly nodded in agreement, just about to hand over the manual...

Master Jueming suddenly shouted, "Wait! Give me the manual."

Gongsun Mingzhu was startled, immediately turned around, and was about to hand it over to Master Jueming.

The Demon-Subduing Swordsman also shouted, "No! It should be given to me."

Then the others also spoke up at the same time, and for a while, they argued endlessly.

Finally, Nantian Yijian sighed helplessly, "We can't keep arguing like this, or 'Mad Swordsman' might take advantage of the chaos and 'Famous Swordsman' might take the manual away!"

The four were shocked to hear this and indeed stopped arguing.

Abbess Huiyuan sneered, "You're just judging others by your own petty standards. Since Mingjian was willing to leave the martial world for Fairy Furong, how could he abandon his lover for the sake of the secret manual?"

Nantian Yijian, displeased by her mockery, said, "You, a nun, actually know how to talk about love? That's quite a rarity."

Abbess Huiyuan blushed deeply, her eyes quickly glancing at Daoist Feiyun before she angrily cursed, "You damned brat, how dare you talk nonsense! I'll teach you a lesson..."

Nantian Yijian retorted with a cold laugh, "What can you do to me?"

Just as the two were about to fight, Master Jueming immediately stopped them, asking, "Do you want to argue, or do you want the secret manual?"

Of course, they wanted the secret manual.

Seeing that the two had indeed stopped arguing, Master Jueming continued, "We should quickly think of a way to distribute the secret manual, lest something unexpected happens and we end up wasting our time."

The others agreed, finding his words reasonable, and began to consider a solution.

However, Abbess Huiyuan unexpectedly noticed that Daoist Feiyun was leering at Gongsun Mingzhu.

Consumed by jealousy, she quickly said, "I have a plan."

"What plan? Tell us quickly."

"Mingjian is deeply in love with Fairy Furong. Why don't we use Fairy Furong as a hostage and ask him to divide the manual into five parts for us? With his talents in both literature and martial arts, he will surely be able to complete the mission."

"That's a good idea."

All five agreed with the plan and immediately separated Mingjian and Fairy Furong, placing them under house arrest.

One person guarded Fairy Furong, while the other four monitored Mingjian's progress.

On the third night, Ai Wenhao couldn't help but sigh, "This 'Yin-Yang Manual' is truly profound. I've studied it for three days and three nights, and I still can't figure out a way to decipher it."

Gongsun Mingzhu was exceptionally intelligent from a young age and possessed a photographic memory, but she knew how to conceal her abilities, so even Ai Wenhao was unaware of it, let alone outsiders.

"The ancients said that three cobblers are better than one Zhuge Liang. Why don't you bring the manual over, Brother Hao, and we can study it together? Maybe we can find a solution."

"The manual is on me. They don't trust anyone else, so they entrusted it to me for safekeeping while they monitor us from the next room."

"That's perfect! Brother Hao, quickly bring it out, and let's study it together!"

Ai Wenhao immediately took the manual from his clothes by the bedside, and the two began to carefully read it.

Gongsun Mingzhu quickly flipped through it three times and could recite it fluently. Although she was overjoyed inside, she remained calm on the surface.

She pretended not to understand as she studied the manual, until finally, both of them collapsed from exhaustion and fell asleep.

The fourth day, the fifth day…

Gongsun Mingzhu had grasped most of the incantations and even secretly began practicing.

However, she was wary of being watched, and being a beginner, her progress was naturally slow. Seeing Ai Wenhao's constant sighs and lamentations also made her feel sorry for him.

Finally, on the seventh night, Ai Wenhao said in disappointment, "It's over. It seems I can't unpack the manual and can't send these plague gods away."

Gongsun Mingzhu couldn't bear to see him suffer, so she feigned surprise and said, "Brother Hao! Look at the incantations for these two sets of divine skills; they seem to be developed and extended based on the Five Elements."

"Where? Let me see."

Ai Wenhao looked for a while, then immediately exclaimed with joy, "That's right! It is indeed based on the Five Elements. Thank you, Sister Zhu, for awakening me from my dream. I can finally be free!"

Seeing his excited expression, Gongsun Mingzhu was also infected by his joy, but she deliberately teased him with a flirtatious smile, saying, "Since that's the case, how will you thank me?"

Ai Wenhao suddenly noticed her charming and alluring appearance, and immediately realized something, saying with a wicked smile, "I know you're thinking about 'what you love to do,' and since tomorrow is your birthday, I'll give you your birthday present early today!"

Gongsun Mingzhu retorted coquettishly, "Hmph! You stingy little thing, I didn't expect your gift to be so shabby." "

Haha, this is our Ai family's 'family heirloom,' how can you look down on it?"

"Oh dear! Who knew you meant... 'that,' you're really... indecent, so annoying!"

Soon, the two naked sheep were making love on the bed.

Gongsun Mingzhu could be seen moaning softly from time to time, and the blissful expression on her face showed that she was completely immersed in the boundless torrent of desire, unable to extricate herself, unable to stop.

At first, Ai Wenhao was cautious, afraid that too much movement would harm the fetus in her womb. But eventually, he couldn't control himself and passionately embraced her body, relentlessly thrusting and ravaging her.

Under his relentless assault, Gongsun Mingzhu cried out softly, moaning and groaning, yet unable to resist, she clung to him tightly, engaging in a fierce, naked struggle, a desperate entanglement.

Suddenly, Ai Wenhao lifted her full buttocks, brandishing his spear in a frenzied assault, relentlessly sweeping and plundering her, relentlessly plunging her into the depths.

Several struggles, several brushes with death.

Under his continuous, unrestrained onslaught, Gongsun Mingzhu felt an unparalleled sense of pleasure, finally letting out a cry as she ejaculated…

Ai Wenhao felt a tightening in her flower bud and couldn't help but thrust his "family heirloom" inside as well.

"Good...good Zhu Mei...so beautiful..."

This passionate lovemaking seemed to have exhausted them completely, so Gongsun Mingzhu didn't respond to him, and Ai Wenhao was also incredibly tired. The two of them fell asleep naked, their bodies intertwined.

The five people monitoring the next room were in a much worse state. They were all aroused by the lewd sounds, their mouths dry and their minds agitated, unable to sleep all night, suffering terribly.

Master Jueming, in particular, felt like he was living a life worse than death. To make matters worse, he had discovered a hole in the corner of the wall, allowing him to enjoy the boundless spring scenery without any obstruction.

After watching this naked, flesh-and-blood erotic drama, he felt like he had just emerged from hell, drenched in sweat and panting heavily.

He was destined to have a sleepless night.

The next morning, Ai Wenhao threw himself into his work with renewed vigor, while the five men gritted their teeth and cursed him inwardly.

When Gongsun Mingzhu awoke, seeing the glorious aftermath of last night's storm and the disheveled state of her lower body, she blushed crimson with embarrassment. Ignoring the mess, she rushed to the bathroom to shower.

Just then, the door opened, and Master Jueming silently entered.

Following the sound of water, he cautiously hid by the bathroom door, peeking through the crack. Sure enough, he saw a curvaceous, voluptuous body.

He felt as if his heart had been struck a heavy blow, and couldn't help but groan...

Gongsun Mingzhu immediately realized it was Master Jueming, and was greatly surprised. She was so frightened that she almost cried out...

If she cried out, all her shameful acts would be exposed, so Master Jueming immediately became alert, quickly pressing down on her "numb" and "mute" acupoints, and carrying her to the bed. Ignoring the mess on the bed, he immediately pressed down on her and began to vent his lust...

Gongsun Mingzhu was in unbearable pain. She couldn't believe that a nun would commit such an outrageous act against her.

Especially since this person was an elite member of the righteous path, with a high reputation and status, yet his actions were so despicable, she couldn't help but worry about Ai Wenhao's safety. Once the secret manual was completed, she would probably be killed to silence him.

Master Jueming, having just tasted the deliciousness, was greatly excited and immediately embraced her body tightly, passionately charging into battle. Unfortunately, his good fortune didn't last long. After only a dozen or so thrusts, he shuddered and released his virgin essence.

"Hehe, Master, if you're finished, could I share the spoils?"

Master Jueming was taken aback. When he turned and saw that the person was none other than Daoist Feiyun, he was speechless. He said, "Daoist...you..."

Daoist Feiyun leered at the naked body on the bed and chuckled evilly, "Master, don't worry, I will definitely keep it a secret. If I were to tell anyone, the fact that you were peeping at us in the corner last night would have been spread long ago, not today."

Since things had come to this, Master Jueming had no choice but to get up from the bed and force himself to remain

calm. He said, "I hope you keep your word." As soon as he got off the bed, Daoist Feiyun immediately pounced on Gongsun Mingzhu, forcing himself against her while laughing, "Now we're in the same boat. If this scandal is exposed, it won't do me any good."

Only then was Master Jueming completely relieved. He glanced at the ravaged body one last time before turning away.

With no one watching, Master Feiyun, no longer hesitant, immediately mobilized his army, launching a series of fierce attacks on Yumen Pass.

Faced with his merciless assault, Gongsun Mingzhu seemed numb, silently shedding tears and enduring his violation without a word.

Suddenly, a furious shout rang out: "Fine! I knew you'd resist coming to steal a taste of your own medicine, you shameless pregnant woman, what makes you better than me? Tell me..."

Master Feiyun, lost in the throes of ecstasy, was suddenly caught in the act of adultery, and with a shudder, he prematurely ejaculated.

Nun Huiyuan, consumed by jealousy, angrily rebuked him, saying, "All these years, I've been so devoted to you, yet you've ignored me completely. Now you've broken your vow of celibacy for this slut! Where do you place me, Huiyuan?"

Master Feiyun awkwardly smiled and said, "Calm down! I only happened to witness Master Jueming's illicit affair here, and I couldn't control myself. I was seduced and committed this shameful act. Please forgive me!" Nun

Huiyuan was greatly surprised and exclaimed, "What? Even Master Jueming was involved?"

“Exactly! If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have broken my vow of celibacy.”

Gongsun Mingzhu cursed inwardly, “That Feiyun Daoist is truly shameless. He clearly forgot his vows because of lust, yet he pushes all the blame onto Master Jueming. He has absolutely no morals.”

Upon hearing this, Abbess Huiyuan’s expression softened slightly. “Even if you’re not at fault, you still have to give me an explanation.”

Feiyun Daoist’s eyes darted around, and he moved closer to Abbess Huiyuan, whispering intimately in her ear for a while, before affectionately patting her buttocks.

Abbess Huiyuan suddenly blushed, laughing and cursing, “You rascal!” before turning and leaving.

Feiyun Daoist cursed at her retreating figure before releasing Gongsun Mingzhu’s pressure points, then said threateningly, “For Mingjian’s sake, you’d better keep your mouth shut, otherwise… Hmph! You should know the consequences.”

With that, he turned and left the scene of this sinful act.

Soon after, Master Feiyun stepped into his bedroom and found Abbess Huiyuan already naked, her jade-like body sprawled on his bed, looking utterly aroused.

He couldn't help but curse inwardly, "This slut is like a bitch in heat! Why didn't she go find someone else to satisfy her? Why am I so unlucky?"

At that moment, Abbess Huiyuan was already filled with desire, and couldn't help but pant softly, "My good man, come and love me..."

Helpless, Master Feiyun had no choice but to force himself to cheer up. On one hand, he listlessly used his large, languid claws to roam over her body, and on the other hand, he buried his head in her full breasts, sucking and teasing her until she moaned and gasped.

"Oh! Stop dragging your feet, hurry up and 'take' me, I can't take it anymore..."

Seeing this, Master Feiyun impatiently pounced on her, unleashing his "army," and quickly entered her...

A tearing pain shot through her, and she couldn't help but cry out...

Master Feiyun was startled, looking down at the bloodstains on her lower body, and exclaimed in surprise, "You're injured?"

Abbess Huiyuan slapped him angrily, scolding, "This is virgin blood, don't you understand? I'm not like Gongsun Mingzhu, already a used and discarded flower, yet you all still treat her like a treasure, each one rushing to vent their desires on her."

Master Feiyun was slapped for no reason, and he was furious, so he stopped talking, tightly embracing her body, and buried his head in her body in a storm of passion. Abbess

Huiyuan was mercilessly ravaged by him, and couldn't help but cry out and moan softly...

After their passionate encounter, both of them were exhausted and fell asleep in each other's arms.

The ninth day.

Whether Ai Wenhao was engrossed in the profound martial arts of the "Yin Yang Manual" or his actions were being controlled, he no longer returned to his room to sleep with Gongsun Mingzhu.

Gongsun Mingzhu dared not speak of the humiliation she had suffered, especially since their only meeting time was during meals, and under the watchful eyes of five pairs of eyes, she couldn't say much.

She silently endured all the grievances she had suffered, content as long as Ai Wenhao was safe.

However, she knew very well that her nightmare was not over.

Sure enough, just like yesterday, the story repeated itself.

Master Jueming came to torment her again early in the morning, followed by Daoist Feiyun.

Now, things have changed. Just as Master Feiyun was unable to stop himself from venting his lust on her...

"Hehe, Master, please hurry up, there are others waiting to mount our 'horses'!"

Master Feiyun was taken aback. After recognizing the person, he couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Benefactor Xie, Benefactor Wu, how come you..."

The Demon-Subduing Swordsman chuckled evilly, "It was Abbess Huiyuan who told us."

Upon hearing this, Master Feiyun cursed inwardly, "This slut deserves to die. Doesn't she realize she's almost forty years old, yet she's jealous of a twenty-year-old girl? It's truly absurd." Nantian

Yijian seemed impatient and urged repeatedly, "Master, please hurry up. These past few months, for the sake of the 'Yin Yang Manual,' we've been fighting and killing all the way, and have long forgotten what 'the taste of flesh' is like. Now that you have such a beautiful woman before you, don't hesitate."

"Alright, alright! What's the rush? Let me have my fill."

Soon, Master Feiyun finally left her body, satisfied. Nantian Yijian immediately took his place, followed by the Demon-Subduing Swordsman as the grand finale.

After they finished venting their lust and left, Gongsun Mingzhu remained motionless, limbs outstretched, lying on the bed.

But in her heart, she cried out in grief and anger: "Heavens! Did you just stand by and watch these five beasts commit such heinous acts on me without punishing them? Is this your special birthday present to me?"

Perhaps the heavens sensed her anger, for just as she was lost in thought, a sudden inspiration flashed through her mind…

"That's right! Isn't there a mantra in the Nine Yin Manual that's similar to the Jade Planting Technique? Why don't I collect their essence to nourish and strengthen the fetus in my womb?" Thinking

this, she disregarded her disheveled state and immediately began to regulate her breathing according to the Nine Yin Manual's mantra.

Sure enough, a powerful surge of true energy flowed from the flower's stamen straight to her dantian, then extended throughout her entire body's meridians…

From then on, Master Jueming and the other three took turns venting their lust on her, and she accepted it all without question, circulating her energy to regulate her breathing, eliminating impurities and preserving her essence, which she then channeled entirely into the fetus.

[The End]

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