[Fantasy] The Romantic Substitute Duan Yu of the Heavenly Dragon (Complete) - 4-6

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“Xi’er, what kind of person was Young Master in your eyes before?”

Duan Yu asked Xi’er beside him.

“Approachable,”

Xi’er replied vaguely.

Seeing this, Duan Yu didn’t ask any further. He and Xi’er went to a room and then went in alone.

Inside, Nie Xiaodao looked around at the room’s furnishings. There was an ancient zither in the room. Several pots of camellias were by the window.

There was a desk next to it. On the desk were basic I Ching and Bagua diagrams. An open copy of the Yellow Emperor’s Inner Classic. Just as Duan Yu was looking around, Xi’er came in again. She was carrying a pot of tea. She placed it on the table next to her, opened a teacup, poured a cup for Duan Yu, and said, “Young Master, please have some tea. Call me if you need anything.”

Then she left and closed the door behind her.

After Xi’er left, Duan Yu smiled. He picked up the teacup and smelled it. How fragrant! He immediately drank it. He felt his mouth was filled with fragrance. It was indeed good tea!

He sat down at the desk and began to study the Yellow Emperor’s Inner Classic. He was also pondering things. He entered the Zhennan Prince's Mansion. His next goal was to learn the One-Finger Divine Skill from Duan Zhengchun. According to Duan Zhengchun, learning it shouldn't be a problem.

Duan Zhengchun said he was going to invite Dao Baifeng. He wondered what Dao Baifeng looked like. He casually flipped through the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic, his mind racing. Duan Yu could already recite this book fluently, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Time passed, and soon a knock sounded at the door. "Young Prince, Madam is back. The Prince wants you in the main hall."

"Understood,"

Duan Yu replied, putting down his book, opening the door, and going out.

He and Xi'er entered the main hall, where a woman in white came into Duan Yu's view. Dressed in snow-white robes, she held a whisk in her hand. This must be Dao Baifeng. She was indeed a beauty.

According to records, Dao Baifeng should be almost forty years old. He wondered how she maintained her youthful appearance. Not only did she not look old at all... Instead, she exuded a mature woman's beauty. Although she wore a Taoist robe, it couldn't hide her graceful figure. A kind smile graced her face, like a living Guanyin. "

What would she look like without her robe?" Duan Yu wondered, a look of confusion in his eyes.

Seeing Duan Yu scrutinizing her, Dao Baifeng was also observing him closely. Hearing from Zhu Danchen that Duan Yu had lost his memory, Dao Baifeng could no longer stay alone at Yuxu Pass and immediately returned to the Prince's mansion with Zhu Danchen.

Duan Yu's confusion was interpreted differently by Dao Baifeng. She thought Yu'er must be wondering if she was really his mother.

"Yu'er!"

Dao Baifeng called out.

"You really are my mother. You didn't lie to me!"

Duan Yu asked. "My poor Yu'er. Of course I am your mother," Dao Baifeng said sadly. She then hugged Duan Yu tightly. A surge of heat immediately welled up in Duan Yu's heart. [The text then abruptly shifts to a description of

a woman's curves .] "A devilish figure! This is blatant molestation!" Duan Yu cried out in his heart. With that thought, his lower body reacted instantly. His erection immediately pressed against Dao Baifeng's genitals. Dao Baifeng never expected this. She was instantly stunned, as if struck by lightning, her cheeks flushing red. Shame and indignation flashed in her eyes. She thought to herself, "Yu'er has grown up." Recovering, she glared fiercely at Duan Yu, but didn't immediately release him. She didn't want Duan Zhengchun and the others to see her current embarrassing state. She tried to calm herself, but Duan Yu's hot, firm erection pressed deeply against her long-untouched valley, making it difficult for her to remain calm. "Yu'er, you, you should quickly restrain yourself," Dao Baifeng transmitted her voice to Duan Yu. When Duan Yu heard Dao Baifeng's voice transmission, he was stunned. Secret telepathy—this skill required profound internal energy. As expected, Dao Baifeng was no pushover. Duan Yu's face showed a blank expression, then he repeated the same words he had spoken at the beginning. "Are you sure you're not lying to me? Look how young you are, you look to be at most in your twenties. Only a year or two older than me. How could you possibly be my mother?" Duan Yu said this with utmost seriousness, causing Duan Zhengchun and the others beside him to burst into laughter. Duan Zhengchun had no idea that his wife was currently extremely embarrassed. Her lower body was being pressed against by Duan Yu, and her body was being held tightly by him. Duan Yu was taking full advantage of the situation. Duan Yu's mood was now high. A romantic encounter! A pure romantic encounter. He had never thought that this trip to Dali would involve taking advantage of Dao Baifeng. It was purely a stroke of good fortune. Of course, it was impossible for him to restrain himself. Duan Yu deliberately showed a blank expression on his face, trying his best to hide it, so that Dao Baifeng did not see that Duan Yu was doing it on purpose. On the contrary, seeing Duan Yu's blank expression made her blush even more. It seems that she was only thinking about the wrong thing. Dao Baifeng thought to herself. Dao Baifeng didn't find Duan Yu's words abrupt. After all, she considered Duan Yu her son. How could she know he was actually a switched baby? Duan Yu's words warmed her heart. A woman's most important thing is her age. Of course, she was happy when someone said she looked young. The two embraced for a long time, until Duan Yu reluctantly pulled away from Dao Baifeng's embrace. It wouldn't be good if Duan Zhengchun noticed. Knowing when to stop was Duan Yu's consistent principle. Anyway, there was still a long life ahead. What was meant to be would be hers. Seeing Duan Yu release her, Dao Baifeng breathed a sigh of relief. She used her internal energy to lighten the blush on her cheeks. Because Dao Baifeng had her back to Duan Zhengchun and the others, Duan Zhengchun hadn't noticed her blush. Duan Yu saw the change in Dao Baifeng's expression and thought to himself, "Learning martial arts is really good. Having profound internal energy makes things much easier. Everything can be concealed with internal energy." "Yu'er, take a good look at your mother, have you lost weight?" Dao Baifeng said, scrutinizing Duan Yu after making him stand still. "Mother, you've really suffered this time. I heard from Brother Zhu that you even argued with Father because of me, and even left the Prince's Mansion alone to keep company with the green lamp. It's all my fault," Duan Yu said affectionately. Dao Baifeng was stunned upon hearing Duan Yu's words. But after a moment's thought, she understood. She turned her head and gave Duan Zhengchun a stern look. Duan Zhengchun and Zhu Danchen were equally stunned. They hadn't expected Duan Yu to bring this up at this time. Duan Yu chuckled inwardly. Trying to take advantage of me? No way. He had to get Dao Baifeng to be with the Empress. Otherwise, what if Duan Zhengchun slept with her? He figured that old lecher Duan Zhengchun wouldn't let this opportunity pass. Wouldn't that be cheating on him right in front of him? He thought shamelessly. His idea was undeniably powerful. Thinking about Duan Zhengchun and Dao Baifeng, a married couple, sleeping together is perfectly normal. To accuse them of putting a hat on him... Sigh. What a shameless person. "Did you go to fetch the imperial physician?" Dao Baifeng turned to Duan Zhengchun and asked. "Yes, I did. He should be here soon. I see you're tired, Madam. Why don't you catch up with Yu'er first? I'll go out and check." Duan Zhengchun said softly, then walked out of the room. "Come, Yu'er, sit down. Don't worry, the imperial physician will definitely cure your amnesia once he arrives," Dao Baifeng said to Duan Yu. Duan Yu obediently sat down in a chair next to Dao Baifeng.

"Mom, what kind of person was Yu'er before?"

Duan Yu asked. He didn't feel awkward calling her "Mom" at all. Anyway, Dao Baifeng would definitely be his in the future. Hmph. What did it matter if she took advantage of him a little? Once he conquered her, she'd call him "brother" and "grandfather" too.

"You used to be a naughty monkey. Your father told you to practice martial arts, but you refused. You even said things like 'the world cherishes life, a gentleman should prioritize humanity and avoid killing.' You really angered your father,"

Dao Baifeng said with a smile.

"Really? How could I be a naughty monkey? Mom must be talking nonsense,"

Duan Yu retorted.

"You..."

Dao Baifeng smiled.

The two chatted in the hall for a while, their voices filled with laughter. Soon, Duan Zhengchun and an old man with a white beard entered.

"Come, Yu'er, let Physician Zhang examine your condition,"

Duan Zhengchun said to Duan Yu.

Duan Yu immediately went to the old man.

The old man took Duan Yu's hand and placed a single finger on it, feeling his pulse. "A master indeed," Duan Yu thought to himself. However, he wasn't guilty. Amnesia comes in several forms: some are caused by setbacks, others by shock, and still others by martial arts mishaps. And Duan Yu was feigning shock-induced amnesia. Due

to his profound understanding of medicine, Duan Yu easily controlled his pulse, creating a state of lethargy until the old man's hand left his.

"How is it, Physician Zhang?"

Dao Baifeng asked.

"The young prince's amnesia is likely due to shock. I think he must have experienced something terrifying. For his memory to recover, he must have more contact with past events, or practice advanced martial arts to cultivate his mind and spirit; that might also help,"

the old man said respectfully.

"I see. Thank you, Physician Zhang,"

Dao Baifeng thanked him. Then she had someone bring some silver for Physician Zhang. They sent the old man away.

"What should we do? The imperial physician said that it will be extremely difficult for Yu'er to regain his memory,"

Dao Baifeng said worriedly.

"Don't worry, even if the imperial physician can't help, we can still seek help from the Duan family ancestors at Tianlong Temple. Didn't you just hear the imperial physician say that as long as he practices more martial arts that enhance mental strength, he can regain his memory? Our Duan family has so many martial arts techniques. Although the unique skills in Tianlong Temple are not as good as those in Shaolin Temple, they are still quite numerous,"

Duan Zhengchun said calmly.

"That's true. You know Yu'er hates practicing martial arts,"

Dao Baifeng frowned.

"Phoenix, you've misjudged him. Yu'er now possesses considerable martial arts skills,"

Duan Zhengchun said with a smile.

"Is that really so, Yu'er?"

Dao Baifeng asked Duan Yu in surprise.

"Yes, Mother. I don't know why I know martial arts. I just knew it when I was conscious. At that time, I was alone in a stone chamber at the bottom of Wuliang Valley. There was a scroll inside with a martial art in it. It seemed to be some kind of Xiaoyao Sect martial art."

Duan Yu said, half-truthfully.

"The bottom of Wuliang Valley! Xiaoyao Sect martial arts."

Duan Zhengchun and Dao Baifeng frowned at the same time. Hearing Duan Yu say this, they were even more convinced that the person in front of them was Duan Yu.

It seemed that Yu'er must have experienced something that shocked him and caused him to fall into Wuliang Valley, where he had a series of adventures.

"Yu'er, show your mother a couple of moves of the martial arts you have learned."

Dao Baifeng said softly.

"Okay."

After Duan Yu finished speaking, he took the hall as the venue, stood in the middle, and began to practice the Lingbo Weibu. He was not afraid that Duan Zhengchun would learn the Lingbo Weibu. The Lingbo Weibu was not easy to learn. Moreover, the prerequisite for learning it was to connect with the Beiming True Qi. As long as he did not tell him about the Beiming Divine Art, he would not be able to learn it at all.

As expected, even with his formidable skill, Duan Zhengchun could only grasp about two or three tenths of the subtleties of this footwork. Seeing Duan Yu return to his original position after completing the movement, Duan Zhengchun frowned, then chuckled. "Yu'er, your footwork is derived from the sixty-four hexagrams of the I Ching. Within these sixty-four hexagrams, there is clearly a superior internal energy cultivation method hidden. This saves you a lot of practice time."

Duan Zhengchun was somewhat envious of Duan Yu's fortuitous encounter, but mostly pleased. He also wondered if Yu'er had learned it precisely because of its beautiful steps.

"Yes, Father, the footwork is indeed derived from the sixty-four hexagrams of the I Ching, and it truly possesses a profound internal energy cultivation method,"

Duan Yu nodded.

"In that case, Yu'er, if you were to learn our Duan family's One-Finger Divine Skill, it would be extremely easy,"

Duan Zhengchun quickly pressed his advantage, trying to flatter Duan Yu. It's important to know that the Dali royal family currently only has Duan Yu as their male heir; it wasn't that Duan Zhengchun was being disrespectful. He knew for certain that the throne of Dali would belong to Duan Yu. The family's martial arts techniques couldn't be allowed to die out.

"Um... Father, is it alright?"

Duan Yu deliberately declined.

"Who said it's alright? Didn't you hear what Physician Zhang said? You must learn. If you dare not learn, I'll break your legs!"

Duan Zhengchun roared angrily.

"Then I'll learn, okay? Mom, look, Father's scolding me,"

Duan Yu said, hiding behind Dao Baifeng. He was actually inhaling Dao Baifeng's fragrance.

The One-Finger Divine Skill was his goal, and he couldn't let it go. Since they were forcing him to learn, why not?

"Alright, stop yelling at him. You know Yu'er just got back. If you scare him away again, you'll be sorry,"

Dao Baifeng said to Duan Zhengchun.

Duan Zhengchun was speechless. He could only suppress his anger, feeling extremely frustrated. He was actually quite happy that Duan Yu wanted to practice martial arts. With Yu'er's talent, it wouldn't be difficult for him to become a master. Then, the Duan family could produce an emperor who is both a scholar and a warrior.

On

this day, Duan Zhengchun was enjoying the flowers in the garden with Dao Baifeng, a smile on his face. Although Dao Baifeng had returned, she still refused to consummate their marriage. This greatly frustrated Duan Zhengchun. Now, he and Dao Baifeng slept in separate rooms, and he could only spend time with her during the day. Moreover, Dali Kingdom was full of affairs, and he didn't have time every day. Today, he had finally managed to find time to be with Dao Baifeng. Sweet words were indispensable.

Just as he was chatting and laughing with Dao Baifeng, Xi'er rushed over. "Your Highness,

something terrible has happened!" "What's all the fuss about?"

Duan Zhengchun asked, frowning.

"Your Highness, Your Highness's Consort. The young prince has suddenly suffered a stroke!"

Xi'er said anxiously.

"A stroke! How could that be? Yu'er was perfectly fine just now!"

Duan Zhengchun asked in confusion. He had just explained the secrets of the One-Finger Divine Skill to Duan Yu.

"I don't know what's going on!"

Xi'er said in a panic.

"Let's go, let's go take a look quickly. Xi'er, lead the way!"

Dao Baifeng said hurriedly.

Xi'er immediately led Duan Zhengchun to the martial arts hall. There, they found Duan Yu gesticulating wildly, his movements frantic. Finger energy filled the air, creating holes in the hall!

"Madam, be careful!"

Duan Zhengchun pulled Dao Baifeng back, urging Xi'er to leave quickly. He then rushed to Duan Yu's side. Duan Yu, using the Lingbo Weibu technique, flicked his fingers out with a backhand strike.

One-Yang Finger! Seeing the power Duan Yu unleashed, Duan Zhengchun was overjoyed. Yu'er was indeed a genius, reaching such a level in such a short time! But what was going on with him?

Puzzled, he continued moving. Although Duan Yu's One-Yang Finger strike was fierce, his movements were completely chaotic. Duan Zhengchun immediately pressed his 'Zhangmen' acupoint on his waist, and he collapsed…

"Yu'er, what's wrong?" Duan

Zhengchun asked, holding Duan Yu in one arm. Although Duan Yu's body had been marked by Duan Zhengchun, his eyes were already darting around wildly, baring his teeth and looking like he wanted to devour someone.

"Yu'er, could he be possessed?"

Dao Baifeng said.

"This...!" Duan Zhengchun also found it difficult to understand what was going on. "

Your Highness! What's wrong with the young prince!"

Chu Wanli, Gu Ducheng, Fu Sigui, and others appeared beside him and asked Duan Zhengchun!

"Quickly call the imperial physician!"

Duan Zhengchun said to Zhu Danchen and the others who had rushed over upon hearing the news.

Zhu Danchen immediately hurriedly went to Zhennan Prefecture to find the imperial physician. Before long, three imperial physicians arrived at the prince's residence.

"Take a look, what's wrong with Yu'er?"

Duan Zhengchun said.

Immediately, one of the imperial physicians took Duan Yu's hand and felt his pulse. "The young prince's pulse is erratic, as if he has been poisoned!"

the imperial physician said.

"Poisoned!"

Dao Baifeng and Duan Zhengchun were both stunned. How could Duan Yu have been poisoned in the few days since he returned? The food was all together; it's impossible that only he was poisoned.

"We'll know after we examine him,"

one of the imperial physicians said. He then took out a box, opened it to reveal leeches inside, and

placed them on Duan Yu's arm. Leeches are good at sucking blood, perfect for detecting poison. However, a strange thing happened: as soon as the leeches touched Duan Yu's arm, they began to move wildly, refusing to bite him.

Everyone in the room was astonished. The imperial physicians, seeing this, were also helpless. After observing Duan Yu for a while longer, they all shook their heads. Duan Yu's symptoms were truly too bizarre.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, we are truly unable to treat the young prince's condition."

Just then, a sharp announcement rang out.

"Your Majesty, the Empress has arrived!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a handsome man with a long beard and yellow robe entered. Beside him was a kind-faced woman wearing a phoenix crown.

"Welcome, Your Majesty and Empress! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Empress! Long live the Empress!"

Zhu Danchen and others hurriedly knelt down to greet them. Duan Zhengchun, however, merely cupped his hands in greeting. Duan Zhengchun and Emperor Baoding had an excellent relationship. There were no formalities between them.

"Good, Brother Chun! Your wife and Yu'er are back. You didn't even send someone to tell me,"

Emperor Baoding said to Duan Zhengchun.

"I was just afraid of causing you trouble,"

Duan Zhengchun replied.

"What exactly happened to Yu'er?"

Emperor Baoding quickly got to the point after the initial pleasantries.

"I don't know either. Yu'er went home this time, and I don't know what he experienced outside. He lost all his memories! But he also gained considerable good fortune. He learned a profound martial arts technique. Today, he suddenly became possessed! It's truly perplexing!"

Duan Zhengchun said.

At this moment, the Empress was with Dao Baifeng. The Empress was comforting Dao Baifeng.

"Let me see!"

Emperor Baoding said, stepping forward. He took Duan Yu's wrist. The moment they touched... Emperor Baoding's expression changed drastically!

"Yu'er's body is in utter chaos; several streams of true energy are filling his body,"

Emperor Baoding said, examining Duan Yu's wrist.

"Yes, I examined him before the imperial physician arrived. Yu'er's body is extremely strange!"

Duan Zhengchun said.

Dao Baifeng was deeply worried upon hearing Duan Zhengchun's words!

"Yu'er's condition is critical. Quickly take him to Tianlong Temple. Let the elders there treat him. Hopefully, they can save Yu'er,"

Emperor Baoding said immediately.

Duan Zhengchun quickly dismissed the crowd, changed into civilian clothes with Emperor Baoding and the others, and led Duan Yu towards Tianlong Temple.

Tianlong Temple is located north of the Zhongyue Peak of Cangshan Mountain outside Dali City. Its official name is Chongsheng Temple, but the people of Dali are used to calling it Tianlong Temple. Backed by Cangshan Mountain and facing Erhai Lake, it occupies a strategically important location. The temple has three pagodas, built in the early Tang Dynasty. The largest is over two hundred feet tall, with sixteen levels, and an iron inscription on its top reads: "Made by Yuchi Jingde during the Zhenguan era of the Great Tang Dynasty."

Legend has it that Tianlong Temple possesses five treasures, with the three pagodas being the foremost.

The ancestors of the Duan family who were emperors often abdicated and became monks, all taking their vows at Tianlong Temple. Therefore, Tianlong Temple was the ancestral temple of the Dali royal family, the most prestigious among all temples in the country. After each emperor became a monk, his descendants would visit the temple to pay homage on his birthday, and each homage included offerings for renovations. The temple boasts three pavilions, seven towers, nine halls, and a hundred buildings, a grand scale and exquisite architecture. Even famous Buddhist sites in the Central Plains such as Wutai, Putuo, Jiuhua, and Emei rarely rival it, only its remote location in the south has kept its name relatively unknown.

This Tianlong Temple was a place frequently visited by the Emperor of Baoding, who immediately went to pay his respects to Abbot Benyin. If we consider lay lineage, Master Benyin is Emperor Baoding's uncle. However, monks are not bound by the formalities of ruler and subject, nor by family hierarchy; the two met as equals.

Upon meeting Master Benyin, Emperor Baoding immediately recounted everything that had happened to Duan Yu. Abbot Benyin pondered for a moment, then said, "Please come with me to the Muni Hall to meet my three fellow disciples."

Emperor Baoding said, "Disturbing the venerable monks' meditation is a grave offense."

Abbot Benyin replied, "The Prince of Zhennan will be the future heir to our throne, his fate tied to the fate of the entire nation. Your knowledge and inner strength surpass mine; your question is undoubtedly profound. I cannot decide alone; I must discuss it with my three fellow disciples."

Tianlong Temple in Baoding is a crucial place in Dali! If Duan Yu wishes to learn the Six Meridians Divine Sword, he must enter here. The martial arts of Tianlong Temple are not taught to lay disciples.

Upon hearing Duan Zhengchun's words, Abbot Benyin immediately began to scrutinize Duan Yu. Finally, after a moment's hesitation, the Emperor turned to the two monks beside him and said, "Yu'er is the future emperor, and we have done our utmost!"

The two monks nodded. The Emperor recognized the two thin, sallow-faced monks as Ben Guan and Ben Xiang, both senior brothers of Abbot Ben Yin, while the burly monk, Ben Can, was Abbot Ben Yin's junior brother. He only knew that the Muni Hall of Tianlong Temple had three eminent monks: Guan, Xiang, and Can, but he was unaware of the other monk. He immediately bowed in greeting. The three monks smiled and returned the greeting. The monk Bai Bi, whether in meditation or at a crucial moment in his practice and unable to concentrate, remained unmoved. The Emperor knew that the word "Muni" meant silence and stillness, and since this was the Muni Hall, it was best to speak as little as possible. So, he concisely explained that Duan Yu had been poisoned by an evil spirit, and concluded, "I humbly request that the four virtuous monks guide me on the right path."

Duan Yu still appeared manic, but inwardly he was extremely pleased. He wasn't actually poisoned; he simply wanted to enter Tianlong Temple this way.

Duan Zhengchun quickly put Duan Yu down, not daring to touch his acupoints, fearing Duan Yu

would become unruly. He positioned Duan Yu cross-legged. The monks, including Ben Guan, stood facing different directions and then pointed at Duan Yu! Ben Guan and Yan raised their right thumbs, slightly gathering their energy, and pressed them onto the Fengfu acupoint on the back of Duan Yu's head, channeling their One Yang Finger power. The Fengfu acupoint was an inch from the hairline, belonging to the Du meridian. Then, the monk Ben Xiang touched his Ren meridian's Zigong acupoint, Ben Can and Yan touched his Yinwei meridian's Daheng acupoint, Abbot Ben Yin touched his Chong meridian's Youmen acupoint and Dai meridian's Zhangmen acupoint, and Emperor Baoding touched his Yinjiao meridian's Qingming acupoint. Of the eight extraordinary meridians, the five monks left the Yangwei and Yangjiao meridians untouched. All five men were using the One-Finger Divine Skill, employing pure Yang energy to expel the evil poison and techniques afflicting Duan Yu's body through acupoints along the Yangwei and Yangjiao meridians.

Their skill levels were roughly equal, and all were using the One-Finger Divine Skill. Duan Yu felt an extremely powerful surge of Yang energy enter his body. He quickly and carefully activated the Northern Darkness Divine Skill to absorb this energy.

The Northern Darkness Divine Skill had a taboo against absorbing the power of others; it could not absorb the power of those significantly stronger than oneself, otherwise, it would backfire.

However, Duan Yu was extremely bold in absorbing the power transmitted by the others. These men carefully controlled their energy transmission to avoid harming Duan Yu, unaware that he was using this opportunity to absorb their power.

Although Duan Yu was extremely cautious, the others still noticed this strange phenomenon: their power was clearly surging outwards. The five men were immediately terrified.

Just then, a loud "Whoosh—" rang out—the Buddhist Lion's Roar. A roar startled the group of people who were being transmitted. The one who roared like a lion was the monk who had

been facing the wall. The monk, sitting facing the wall, said, "A powerful enemy will arrive soon. The century-old reputation of Tianlong Temple is teetering on the brink of collapse. Whether this brat is poisoned or possessed, is it worth wasting our strength for him

at this juncture?" His words were filled with authority.

"Uncle-Master is right!"

Benyin and the others respectfully said to the monk.

Their conversation puzzled Duan Yu! Could it be that Kumārajīva had attacked? Otherwise, Tianlong Temple wouldn't have reacted this way!

He sighed inwardly, wishing the transmission could have continued longer. In that short time, Duan Yu discovered that he now possessed at least sixty years' worth of internal energy. His Ren and Du meridians were about to open. These martial artists who had opened their Ren and Du meridians were different; after the pain in their Ren and Du meridians subsided, their internal energy automatically circulated within their bodies, and the energy they had generated could be recovered in a short time. Having experts makes things much easier. If there were a group of experts helping people transfer their internal energy, wouldn't that create a huge pool of experts? Duan Yu was furious at the monk who interrupted his plans!

Actually, Duan Yu himself didn't seem to realize that the internal energy he transferred wasn't so easily stored. If it weren't for his unique ability to absorb internal energy with the Beiming Divine Art, anyone else, even with so many experts transferring their energy, would only be able to watch their energy drain away.

"Is that Uncle-Master Kurong? I didn't know Elder Kurong was here. I haven't had the chance to pay my respects; I have committed many sins,"

Emperor Baoding said to the old monk.

At this moment, Duan Zhengchun also pointed a finger at Duan Yu, releasing the pressure points that had bound him. After the pressure points were released, Duan Yu said, "Yu'er, quickly thank all my uncles and elders. Pay respects to Grandmaster Uncle!"

He stood up and bowed to Kurong and Benyin, among others. He loudly proclaimed, "Yu'er thanks my uncles for their help! Yu'er pays respects to Grandmaster Uncle!"

Then he stood still without speaking. "Tianlong Temple! The number one master! Kurong! This monk Kurong is the most senior in Tianlong Temple," Duan Yu thought to himself. He secretly sized up Kurong,

concluding that his infiltration of Tianlong Temple this time was a perfect success. Once he learned the Six Meridian Divine Sword, he would teach that Kumārajīva a lesson. It would also be a way of repaying his second brother's kindness in the afterlife. In the original story, Duan Yu was bullied quite badly by Kumārajīva. If he hadn't absorbed Kumārajīva's power in the end, Kumārajīva wouldn't have changed for the better.

But just thinking of the dead Duan Yu made Duan Yu's heart tighten! That Duan Yu was truly a fool. He had a lot of power but didn't know how to use it. A complete idiot. He himself was different. After learning the Six Meridian Divine Sword, it would be his time to roam freely in Tianlong.

When the Linglong Chess Game opened, Duan Yu felt quite good. If he hadn't waited, how could he have seen the Linglong Chess Game broken and absorbed Wuyazi's power of sixty and a half years? At that time, who would be his opponent?

Of course, this is all just speculation for now; we'll have to wait for Kumārajīva to appear before we can discuss it further. At this point, Kumārajīva is giving Duan Yu the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

Duan Yu is lost in thought! Emperor Baoding and the others are also discussing it. Sure enough, they soon get to the point.

They send Dao Baifeng and Duan Zhengchun away, but keep Duan Yu behind. The monk Kurong explains Kumārajīva's visit to the temple to borrow the Six Meridians Divine Sword, and then everything unfolds according to the plot of *Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils*. Emperor Baoding feigns ordination, taking the name Benchen. Then comes the main event: the monk Kurong takes out the diagram of the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

When Duan Yu sees the diagram, his spirits soar. He's finally seen the diagram of the Six Meridians Divine Sword after all his hard work! The scroll unfolds; the silk, aged and yellowed, bears the image of a naked man, with acupoints marked on his body, and the pathways of the six meridians drawn in red and black lines.

Without Kurong saying anything, Duan Yu begins to stare at the diagram. He understands this diagram perfectly! It's based on the One-Finger Divine Skill, isn't it? Now, his One-Finger Divine Skill has reached a certain level in just a few days, so learning the Six Meridian Divine Sword shouldn't be a problem. The

Six Meridian Divine Sword requires powerful internal energy. Having just absorbed the power of the sect members, Duan Yu is already able to use it. He's not as foolish as 'Duan Yu' who learned the Six Meridian Divine Sword but kept trying to use it when his power wasn't enough. Of course, he'll use whatever sword technique he can.

Duan Yu first looked at the Lesser Yang Sword Technique. Upon seeing it, he felt his true energy flowing along the meridians on the diagram, and in just a moment, Duan Yu found that he could control this true energy freely. He thought to himself, "The One-Finger Divine Skill truly is the foundation!" Duan Zhengchun and the others never expected that the Six Meridian Divine Sword, which they considered extremely difficult to master, was learned by Duan Yu in such a short time. Duan Yu scanned the diagrams of the Six Meridian Divine Sword one by one. After mastering each one, he would move on to the next. His speed was extremely fast, which made the sect members even less suspicious of him.

“Uncle, since you’re all here practicing the Six Meridians Divine Sword, I won’t disturb you any longer. I’ll go check on Father and the others first,”

Duan Yu said.

“In that case, Yu’er, you may go. But you must take care of your health. If anything happens, come here immediately, understand?”

Emperor Duan Zhengming of Baoding said.

“Yes!”

Duan Yu replied. Then he walked towards the door, his steps unusually firm. Seeing Duan Yu leave, the others shook their heads and sighed. Such a good opportunity, yet he didn’t seize it. You must know that the martial arts of Tianlong Temple cannot be passed on to outsiders, but if one comprehends it oneself, it doesn’t count as breaking the rules. Actually, they originally intended for Duan Yu to learn the Six Meridians Divine Sword on his own. But since Duan Yu didn’t seize it, there was nothing they could do. Little did they know that Duan Yu had already mastered the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

After walking out of the gate, Duan Yu did not go to find his parents as he had said, but instead headed out of Tianlong Temple. He was preparing to leave Tianlong Temple as soon as possible. He couldn’t stay in Dali for long. Otherwise, what if Mu Wanqing came to kill him? If a group of beauties like Gan Baobao and Qin Hongmian were to gather, his true identity would likely be exposed.

The monks of Tianlong Temple knew Duan Yu was a young prince and didn't stop him. It wasn't because of his high status, but because everyone there was an ancestor of the Duan family, and they naturally wouldn't make things difficult for him.

Duan Yu quickly left Tianlong Temple.

Not far from Tianlong Temple, Duan Yu suddenly saw a procession. Eight burly men were carrying a monk. This man wore a yellow robe, was not yet fifty years old, dressed in simple clothes and straw sandals, and had a radiant face with a subtle, luminous glow, like a bright jewel, naturally shining.

Without needing to look, he knew that only Kumārajīva could be in Dali at this time. Seeing him, Duan Yu's heart stirred. However, he temporarily abandoned the idea of teaching him a lesson. Although he had learned the Six Meridians Divine Sword, he hadn't yet mastered its use; he planned to familiarize himself with it first. His destination was Suzhou. To find Wang Yuyan.

"Wang Yuyan, I'm here. Pretty A'Zhu, you'd better wait for me. If Qiao Feng gets there first, I'll be at a huge loss!"

Duan Yu howled inwardly! At this moment, he was riding high. Sixty years of internal energy, plus the One-Finger Divine Skill Duan Zhengchun had taught him, the Six Meridians Divine Sword he had secretly learned, the Lingbo Weibu light footwork, and the Beiming Divine Skill! Wow! All martial arts share one thing in common: style.

The Lingbo Weibu (凌波微步) is, needless to say, ethereal and otherworldly. The Beiming Divine Skill (北冥神工) is simply cool. Absorbing others' power is now effortless. With sixty years of accumulated power, who is he afraid of? As for backlash, how many people can achieve sixty years of accumulated power and try to backlash against him? A joke.

The Six Meridian Divine Sword (六脉神剑) and One Yang Finger (一阳指) combined with the Lingbo Weibu are simply incredibly cool. Truly the perfect weapon for winning over Niu!

Duan

Yu doesn't plan to go to Wanjie Valley to find Ling'er for now; it wouldn't be good to bring Ling'er along when he goes to win over Niu. He'll go after he's won over A'Zhu.

He immediately went to an inn and found a fast horse. Given his status as a prince, these people certainly wouldn't dare detain him. This was also Duan Yu's deliberate choice. His current situation is essentially running away from home; he still hopes to become the emperor of Dali in the future. One shouldn't go too far. This way, he could leave clues for Duan Zhengchun and lure Dao Baifeng and Duan Zhengchun to the Central Plains, giving him a chance to seduce Dao Baifeng.

Otherwise, staying in Dali would leave him with no opportunity to make a move. Even if he wanted to, Dao Baifeng wouldn't agree. After all, he was now using Duan Yu's identity, and the incestuous relationship wouldn't pass Dao Baifeng's rational judgment. Besides, Dao Baifeng genuinely liked Duan Zhengchun. Without causing Duan Zhengchun an accident, the chances were slim.

Otherwise, he would only tarnish Duan Zhengchun's reputation. Dao Baifeng was able to have a relationship with Duan Yanqing in a fit of anger back then, so if he used the right methods, he might have a chance.

He thought to himself. Duan Yu brandished his whip and quickly rode towards Suzhou.

Even with his horse galloping, it still took Duan Yu about twenty days to reach Suzhou. When he arrived in Suzhou, dusty and weary, the first thing he did was find an inn to freshen up and then buy a set of clothes.

As the saying goes, clothes make the man. Dressed in a white scholar's robe and holding a folding fan, Duan Yu exuded a strong scholarly air with each gentle wave.

After a meal, he began to stroll around Suzhou. Suzhou in ancient times truly lived up to its reputation as "paradise on earth." There were indeed many beautiful women in Suzhou, but Duan Yu merely admired them. After all, with A'Zhu as his target, the other ordinary beauties didn't catch his eye.

Duan Yu wandered around Suzhou, actually pondering how to see A'Zhu. What method should he use? He didn't know if Murong Fu was still at Yanziwu. If he was, it would be a bit troublesome.

Unconsciously, he had already arrived at Yanziwu, thirty miles west of the city, and stood by Taihu Lake, gazing at the water.

A sound was heard, and a small boat drifted on the green waves of the lake. A young girl in a green dress, holding two oars, slowly rowed towards them, singing a little tune: "Lotus fragrance stretches across ten acres of pond, the young girl, engrossed in play, is late in picking lotus. At dusk, she plays on the bow of the boat, laughing as she takes off her red skirt to wrap the ducklings."

Her voice was delicate and innocent, joyful and captivating.

In ancient times, women rarely showed their faces in public. Those who did were mostly wandering heroes and heroines. Upon seeing the boatwoman, Duan Yu guessed she might be from the Murong family.

"I stand leaning against the high tower, the wind is gentle, gazing into the distance, spring sorrow rises darkly on the horizon. Amidst the fading sunlight and the mingled colors of grass and smoke, who can understand my silent thoughts as I lean on the railing? I intend to indulge in a drunken revelry, singing and drinking, but forced joy is tasteless. My clothes grow looser, yet I have no regrets, for I am wasting away for her."

Duan Yu immediately began to recite this poem, fanning himself with a folding fan.

The boat was rowing towards Duan Yu, and upon hearing his recitation... The young girl rowing the boat couldn't help but look up at Duan Yu. Duan Yu, at this moment, tried his best to appear world-weary and deeply affectionate. The girl's slender hands, with skin as white as jade, seemed almost transparent in the green waves. Duan Yu's heart fluttered at the sight of her face. A graceful beauty.

"Puchi, I wonder where this bookworm came from?"

Her voice was extremely sweet and clear, instantly soothing to the ear. The girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, her face full of gentleness, her whole being exuding elegance.

"No, no, I'm not a bookworm,"

Duan Yu said, shaking his folding fan.

"No, no, your tone is quite similar to that of a friend of mine,"

the girl said with a light laugh.

"Oh, how so?" Duan Yu asked

, feigning ignorance.

"Our Murong family has a Third Brother Bao whose motto is 'No, no, no,'"

the girl said.

"Oh, then I'll have to meet him. Just now, young lady, were you singing 'Picking Mulberry Leaves'?"

Duan Yu asked.

"Young master, you are also skilled in music? Why are you sighing here?"

the woman said.

"I know a little about music. I am Duan Yu, and I don't know your surname, young lady,"

Duan Yu asked, bowing.

"Ah Yu! What's with the honorifics? I am the maidservant who serves you while you play the zither and flute, my name is Abi. You can just call me Abi,"

Abi said.

"Abi, you just said you are from the Murong family. Do you live at the Qin Yun Xiaozhu in Yanziwu?"

Duan Yu asked, a thought flashing through his mind.

"Oh. You know about the Qin Yun Xiaozhu in Yanziwu?"

Abi said in surprise.

"I heard about it from others. By the way, Abi, since you live in Yanziwu, could you please take me there?"

Duan Yu said.

"Young master, what brings you to Yanziwu?"

Abi asked, her heart filled with suspicion.

"I have something to tell Old Madam Murong,"

Duan Yu said.

“What do you need to see the old lady for? If it’s convenient, you can tell me directly. Of course, if it’s inconvenient, you can come with me to Yanziwu to tell the old lady yourself,”

Abi said.

“I’ll go tell the old lady myself. Besides, I also want to see the beautiful scenery of Yanziwu. What do you say, Abi? Is it alright for me to go?”

Duan Yu said.

“Of course, you are welcome to visit our Yanziwu. Then please get on the boat, I will take you there,”

Abi said with a smile.

“Then I’ll trouble you, Abi.”

Duan Yu immediately stepped onto the boat.

“Here, young master, have some lotus.”

Abi picked up a lotus, peeled off a few seeds, and said to Duan Yu.

“Thank you.”

Duan Yu thanked her and immediately accepted the lotus.

“By the way, Abi, I don’t know if your Murong family’s young master, Murong Fu, is at home,”

Duan Yu continued.

"Yes, I'm here. Young Master Murong has been out on business recently. Is there something you need him for?"

Abi replied casually.

"No, I just admire your young master. He's known as the Southern Murong; I wonder what kind of person he really is,"

Duan Yu said. Duan Yu didn't think much of Murong Fu. To be honest, in Tian Long Ba Bu, the Southern Murong doesn't refer to Murong Fu, but to the Murong family. Murong Fu is considered a martial arts prodigy. However, in the environment of Tian Long Ba Bu, where there are many masters, Murong Fu seems inadequate. Firstly, in terms of martial arts skills, Murong Fu is certainly very powerful, but without Wang Yuyan's guidance, he would be powerless against masters like Kumozhi.

This is mainly due to Murong Fu's mindset. He dislikes Central Plains culture, is a descendant of the Yan Kingdom, and is single-mindedly focused on restoring the Yan Kingdom. He strives for this dream. But at this time, the Song Dynasty was divided among Dali, Western Xia, Tubo, Khitan, and other countries. In a situation where strength is evenly matched, his dream of restoring the Yan Kingdom is nothing but a pipe dream.

Although Abi was rowing the boat, she continued talking with Duan Yu. During this time, Duan Yu told Abi many jokes he had heard in the mortal world, making her laugh so hard her waist trembled.

Duan Yu naturally had designs on Abi. Abi was beautiful and charming; of course, he wanted to add her to his harem. However, Duan Yu knew he didn't have the chance yet. With Murong Fu around, it was all just wishful thinking.

It would be best if he could kill Murong Fu. Even with Duan Yu's current sixty years of martial arts experience, he wasn't confident he could deal with Murong Fu. The Northern Darkness Divine Art was powerful, but Murong Fu's Star Shift technique was no joke.

Murong Fu's Star Shift could even withstand the Starry Sky Old Monster's Chemical Transformation Technique, which made Duan Yu a little apprehensive. The Murong family mainly possessed too many martial arts techniques.

Duan Yu's trip to Yanziwu wasn't solely for seduction. He also hoped to steal the Star Shift technique.

During the twenty days of travel, Duan Yu did not give up practicing his martial arts. His skill level was undeniable; with the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique), his power was constantly increasing.

He also practiced the Six Meridians Divine Sword's sword finger technique continuously. He discovered that although he currently possessed sixty years of internal energy, he could only unleash a maximum of two sword strikes simultaneously. Any more than that, and he couldn't handle it. It seemed he needed to find time to absorb more of others' internal energy.

Duan Yu and Abi chatted leisurely, unaware of the passage of time. Two hours passed in a winding, circuitous manner. Around noon, they saw a corner of a flying eaves peeking out from among the green willows in the distance.

"We've arrived. Young Master Duan, let's go."

Abi moored the boat and led Duan Yu aboard.

They saw four or five scattered houses built on what appeared to be an island or peninsula. The houses were small and exquisite, quite elegant. The plaque above one house read "Qin Yun" (琴韵, meaning "the melody of the zither"), written in a rather graceful style.

Upon seeing this, Duan Yu realized that this wasn't Yanziwu, but Qinyun Xiaozhu, presumably where Abi lived. He chuckled inwardly, never expecting to encounter the same fate as Kumārajīva and the others in the original story. He wondered if he would suffer the same torment as Azhu. If she were to impersonate an old lady and tease him, that would be quite amusing.

However, he was destined to be disappointed, for Abi said, "Young Master Duan, this is my residence called Qinyun Xiaozhu. We can't go to Yanziwu today. I'll take you there tomorrow."

"No problem, my business isn't urgent anyway,"

Duan Yu immediately waved his hand.

Leading Duan Yu into a room, Abi brought out some snacks. Duan Yu didn't stand on ceremony and began to eat. Abi, seeing Duan Yu's actions, didn't find him abrupt, but instead chuckled softly.

"I wonder what you're laughing at, Abi?"

Duan Yu asked.

"I'm laughing at your behavior, Young Master, which is quite different from the scholar you've been portraying,"

Abi said with a smile.

"Oh, how exactly is it different?" Duan Yu

asked .

“Ordinary scholars aren’t as carefree as you, young master,”

Abi said, pouring tea for Duan Yu.

“Young Master Duan, please enjoy your tea here. I have to go see someone,”

Abi said.

“See someone? Could you tell me?”

Duan Yu asked, thinking to himself that she was probably going to see Azhu.

“Even if I told you, you might not know,”

Abi said.

“Really? That’s not necessarily true.”

Duan Yu swiftly opened the door, his face full of mystery.

“Oh. Then I’ll tell you. The person I’m going to see is my sister Azhu. Do you know that?”

Abi said.

“Azhu, of course I know. Your sister Azhu is incredibly intelligent. She’s an expert in disguise and transformation,”

Duan Yu said mysteriously.

“How do you know that?”

Abi asked, greatly surprised.

“Do you believe me if I said I know everything from astronomy to geography? I actually calculated all of this,”

Duan Yu said.

“I don’t believe you. Now you can tell me who you really are. Why did you want to come here?”

Abi said.

“Abi, why do you ask that?” Duan Yu

asked curiously.

“Although you’re dressed like a scholar, your temples are bulging high, clearly indicating you’re a master of internal martial arts. And your movements—when I sang ‘Picking Mulberry Leaves’ as I passed by, the poem you recited was obviously meant to attract me. Am I right, young master?”

Abi said, taking a step back.

“No. First, I am indeed a scholar. Second, those bulging temples don’t mean I’m not a martial artist. Actually, I’m from the Dali Duan family. So it’s normal for me to know martial arts. Only what you said about deliberately attracting you, Abi, I don’t deny. After all, Abi, you are as beautiful as a flower, and as the saying goes, a beautiful woman is sought after by a gentleman. Seeing such a beauty pass by me, of course I would try to attract her,”

Duan Yu said.

“You’re so glib,”

Abi retorted playfully.

"Alright, Abi, I won't hide it anymore. Actually, I am the son of Duan Zhengchun, the Prince of Zhennan of Dali. This time, a Tibetan monk named Kumārajīva has come to Dali to demand the Six Meridians Divine Sword. He says he and Master Murong Bo are old friends. He

says that when he discussed martial arts with Master Murong Bo, he was unable to learn anything about Dali's One-Finger Divine Skill and the Six Meridians Divine Sword. He has come to the Central Plains to pay homage to Master Murong Bo. He

says he will exchange three rare hand-drawn copies of the Seventy-Two Arts of Shaolin Temple by Master Murong Bo for the Heavenly Dragon Sword." He claimed to possess the Six Meridians Divine Sword of Tianlong Temple, promising that once he obtained the Six Meridians Divine Sword manual, he would never look at it again, but would personally burn the manual at the tomb of the venerable Murong Bo. However, he was later exposed by a high-ranking monk of Tianlong Temple; in reality, he had only come to trick the temple into giving him the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

After being exposed, he fought with my grand-uncle Kuru Rong of Tianlong Temple. This Kuru Rong was the national preceptor of Tibet, and his martial arts were unfathomable.

It took several senior monks of the same generation from Tianlong Temple to barely defeat him. However, because he was the national preceptor of Tibet, Dali could not do anything to him.

"I overheard a conversation between Kumārajīva and his men. They said their goal was actually to obtain the martial arts of the Central Plains. First, they would go to Dali to get the Six Meridians Divine Sword, and then come to the Murong family to obtain the 'Star Shift' technique, the 'using their own methods against them' method. So I secretly came to Suzhou. Kumārajīva will arrive here in two or three days at most,"

Duan Yu said. Duan Yu's story was quite convincing. When he sneaked out, Kumārajīva was also going to Dali.

As long as things went smoothly, it would definitely follow the plot of Tianlong. With the old monk Kurong at Tianlong Temple, even if Kumārajīva was arrogant, he would be defeated. Besides, Kumārajīva was the national teacher of Tibet, so he had to consider the war between the two countries. If he suffered a loss at Tianlong Temple, he would definitely come to Yanziwu.

"Six Meridians Divine Sword, what kind of technique is that? I've never heard of it." "

Abi was taken aback upon hearing Duan Yu's words. Although she was a maid in the Murong family, she served Murong Fu. Through her exposure, she knew a general understanding of martial arts. However, she had never heard of the Six Meridian Divine Sword, not even Miss Wang had mentioned it.

"It's natural you haven't heard of the Six Meridian Divine Sword. Even among the Duan family of Dali, few know of its technique,"

Duan Yu replied.

"Since that's the case, how do you know about Sister Azhu?"

Abi asked.

"Didn't I just say I'm knowledgeable in all things? With a little calculation, I can naturally know who your Sister Azhu is,"

Duan Yu said mysteriously.

"You're just trying to fool me; I don't believe you,"

Abi scoffed.

"Abi, what don't you believe?" Just then ,

a delicate voice rang out. A person entered with the voice. It was a young woman in a light pink gauze dress, about sixteen or seventeen years old, who smiled at Duan Yu with a mischievous and playful air. Abi had an oval face, elegant and beautiful, while this young woman had an oval face, bright eyes, and a captivating charm.

"What a beautiful woman with such气质 (qi zhi, a kind of refined elegance),"

Duan Yu thought to himself. Azhu! No need to guess, this person must be Azhu. Azhu was also a mischievous person. This could be seen from her past act of disguising herself as an old woman to tease Kumachi in the original story.

Duan Yu genuinely admired Azhu. It was truly commendable that

she was willing to sacrifice her life for Qiao Feng. However, in the original story, Azhu died young, but now he was not the same Duan Yu, and everything would be rewritten in his hands. Azhu absolutely could not be allowed to die. He had to bring Azhu into his harem before Qiao Feng.

25

"Sister Azhu, this person says he can predict our future with a simple calculation." "Isn't it funny?"

Abi said to Azhu.

"Young master, you really can predict our affairs with just a few calculations."

Azhu was taken aback by Abi's words, then smiled and said.

Azhu's gentle smile almost made Duan Yu swoon. He looked closely at Azhu and saw that her skin was as smooth as jade, crystal clear and almost transparent. Her smile was very playful, her cheeks were snow-white, her small hands were extremely smooth, and her jade feet were delicate and petite. Her eyelashes were very long, her eyes were like stars, and her appearance was beautiful and pretty. Her cheeks were pink like peach blossoms.

"Young master!"

Azhu called out.

"So beautiful!"

Duan Yu exclaimed.

"Young master, you are so glib."

Azhu said with a blush.

"Of course, to be honest, you two ladies, I see that the stars of love are shining brightly on your heads, and you will definitely meet your sweethearts soon."

Duan Yu said.

"I don't believe you. Humph." "

Ah Bi said.

"If you don't believe me, then I'll say something you'll believe. First, let's talk about Ah Bi. Ah Bi, you actually like your young master, don't you?"

Duan Yu said.

"No way."

Ah Bi rolled her eyes at Duan Yu. But the blush on her face betrayed her thoughts.

"Young master, did you really figure that out?" A Zhu asked doubtfully. Of course, she knew Ah Bi's thoughts. Ah Bi liked Young Master Murong just like Miss Wang. But how did outsiders know? Ah Bi didn't go out much into the martial world. She was puzzled by Duan Yu in front of her.

"If that doesn't count, then A Zhu, let me talk about you. Do you have a purple birthmark on your left shoulder?"

Duan Yu asked mysteriously.

"How did you know?"

A Zhu was shocked. Even Ah Bi didn't know about the purple birthmark on her left shoulder.

"Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed!"

Duan Yu said.

"Young master is truly mysterious. By the way, I still don't know who you are." "

A'Zhu changed the subject.

"I am Duan Yu, a descendant of the Duan family of Dali,"

Duan Yu said.

"What brings you here this time, Young Master Duan?"

A'Zhu asked.

Before Duan Yu could speak, A'Bi had already recounted what Duan Yu had said to A'Zhu.

"But Young Master Murong isn't here right now, things are indeed a bit troublesome. It seems we must ask Miss Wang for help,"

A'Zhu said.

"How can we ask Miss Wang for help? Isn't your old lady here?"

Duan Yu said. He knew in his heart that Murong Bo's wife had long since died. All of this was because of Murong Bo, who had faked his death and was actually hiding in Shaolin Temple. There would definitely be friction between them in the future. He didn't know what kind of strength Murong Bo had now.

"Since you can calculate, why don't you think about it yourself?"

A'Zhu said.

"Although I can calculate, the secrets of heaven are not something I can grasp alone. I have a problem; I can only calculate things concerning people related to me in the future. I know nothing about anything else." "

Duan Yu rambled on.

"Someone related? Does the young master mean that the two of us will be related to you?"

Abi said.

"Of course, didn't I just say that you two are destined for love and will definitely meet your sweethearts soon? I am that person."

Duan Yu said something that challenged their bottom line.

"Young master, you speak rashly. If you continue like this, then I can only ask you to go back."

Azhu frowned and said.

"Azhu, since you don't believe me, then there's nothing I can do. But there's something I have to tell you. Do you want to know who your biological parents are?"

Duan Yu said mysteriously.

"You mean you know who my parents are! You really know?"

Azhu was shocked and could no longer be calm.

Duan Yu smiled inwardly, believing that he couldn't fool her. As long as he could fool Azhu, everything would be easy.

"Since I know the purple birthmark on your shoulder, of course I know who your parents are."

Duan Yu said.

"Then tell me, who are my parents?"

A'Zhu asked.

"It cannot be said, it cannot be said. Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed. Now is not the time. But A'Zhu, I can tell you one thing: the golden locket on your body is indeed the key to finding your mother,"

Duan Yu said. Of course, he couldn't tell her who her mother was yet, and he also had to try to prevent her from meeting her mother. Duan Yu admired A'Zhu from the bottom of his heart; he had admired this girl since the first time he watched Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils. He had a preference for vermilion because he remembered the ever-smiling A'Zhu.

"You even know about the golden locket on my body?"

A'Zhu didn't know whether she should believe Duan Yu in front of her. Although she was clever and intelligent, what Duan Yu said was truly shocking. She was very certain that she didn't know this person in front of her. Moreover, even the old lady didn't know that she had the golden locket.

She really wanted to know the details of her parents' background. A'Zhu was not sold into the Murong family. Instead, she was adopted by Murong Bo when she was a child and wandered around. In the Murong family, A'Zhu had a high status, and Murong Fu didn't treat her as a maid at all. Instead, they bought many maids to dress her up. So leaving the Murong family wouldn't be difficult for her. The same went for Abi.

Azhu remembered Madam Murong saying, "The day Azhu and Abi find their homes, our Murong family will send them off with a full dowry, a bridal sedan chair, and music, just like marrying off our own daughters." "

I said I know everything about anyone connected to me. If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do,"

Duan Yu said.

"Whether what you say is true or not, I hope you can tell me where my parents are,"

Azhu said.

"It's not that I won't tell you, but if I do, you'll be in grave danger,"

Duan Yu said.

"I'll be in grave danger? How could that be?"

Azhu didn't believe him.

Abi remained silent, constantly scrutinizing Duan Yu. She hadn't expected this man she brought to be so strange. Did he really have the ability to predict the future? Otherwise, how would he know she liked the young master?

"If you really want to know, then I can tell you. But not now. After this Yanziwu incident, you can leave with me, and I'll tell you,"

Duan Yu said. He was taking a risky step, unsure if A'Zhu would agree. Even as he spoke, Duan Yu felt a pang of trepidation.

"Alright, it's a deal. As long as you can tell me who my parents are, I'm willing to be their slave, let alone leave,"

A'Zhu said.

"What nonsense! I don't want that. A beauty like you, A'Zhu, becoming their slave would shorten my lifespan!"

Duan Yu retorted.

After saying this, he changed the subject, trying to avoid the topic. A'Zhu, seeing Duan Yu's change of topic, was helpless. After so many years, she had finally found out where her parents were; she was naturally anxious. But this man was unyielding, and she didn't know what to do.

It was already late, so going to see Miss Wang was no longer appropriate. A'Zhu decided to go tomorrow. Although dissatisfied with Duan Yu's attitude, A'Bi and A'Zhu still treated him to a good time. During this time, Duan Yu left a good impression on them.

Duan Yu also had the pleasure of listening to A'Bi sing a little tune and their playing. Being with A'Zhu and the others made Duan Yu very comfortable. She secretly wished she could quickly add these two to her harem.

With them by her side, her future days would be much happier.

"By the way, when we arrived, I noticed that Young Master Duan is also skilled in music. I wonder if you could play a piece?"

Abi said, her eyes darting around. She and Azhu had been at a disadvantage in their earlier encounter with Duan Yu, and Abi wanted to use the music to turn the tide.

"It would be inappropriate for me to make a fool of myself. With your exquisite playing, it would be presumptuous of me to play," Duan

Yu laughed and declined.

"Young Master Duan, you're joking. Your conversation just now showed that you are truly extraordinary. Does the young master look down on us because we are servants and are unwilling to play?"

Azhu chimed in.

"Why do you say that, A'Zhu? I have never treated you two as servants. Since I said I could foresee your affairs, I naturally know that Murong Fu has never actually treated you as servants. This can be seen from the facilities here. Since you two beauties want to hear, then I will make a fool of myself."

After Duan Yu finished speaking, he walked to the seat that A'Zhu had given him. He sat down cross-legged and first gently stroked the strings of his zither. He was thinking about what to play.

Since he was going to play, he wanted to play it well and leave a deep impression on the two of them. He turned his head and looked at A'Zhu's peerless face. Duan Yu made up his mind.

To be honest, Duan Yu admired the love between A'Zhu and Qiao Feng in the original novel of Tian Long Ba Bu. But if it were true, Duan Yu would want A'Zhu even more. So he would play a piece called "Red Beauty." It would also be a way of giving Qiao Feng an explanation.

Immediately, he began to play the zither, performing Hu Yanbin's rap song "Red Beauty." His hands plucked the strings, and he sang: "Sword boils wine, tasteless; for whom do I drink this cup? You bid me farewell; the fragrance of rouge can be given, but not love. How long is heaven, how far is earth? You are a hero, destined to be tearless and without regret. How dangerous this smile is, a poison that pierces the intestines; how beautiful these tears are, only you know. With you in my heart, living is laughable. I don't want this life's fame, I only ask for a smile from my beloved. If I can be reincarnated, I am willing to be a cow or a horse in the next life to follow you to the ends of the earth." Duan Yu sang "Red Beauty" with utmost devotion. A'Zhu and A'Bi stared wide-eyed at Duan Yu, their shock unimaginable. Their impression of him earlier was somewhat reckless. But this song, "Red Beauty," allowed them to experience the deep devotion of a hero and heroine.

In the Song Dynasty at this time, there were no songs with this melody. Clearly, this song was composed by this mysterious man. What kind of person was he? And why could he play such a moving piece?

"It's been a long time since I've played, I really made a fool of myself,"

Duan Yu said, putting down his hands.

"What a moving piece. I wonder if this piece was composed by you, sir?"

A'Zhu asked.

"Just a clumsy attempt, I hope you two will forgive my poor performance," Duan

Yu said without any embarrassment, claiming the piece "Red Beauty" as his own. Anyway, in this era, Hu Yanbin wouldn't be able to argue with him. Luckily, he studied music in his spare time in modern times, otherwise he would have truly made a fool of himself this time.

"You're mistaken, sir. If this piece can only be considered a clumsy attempt, then our performance just now was even worse,"

A'Bi said.

"Could you tell us the name of this piece, sir?"

A'Zhu asked.

"This piece is called 'Red Beauty'," Duan Yu said.

"'Red Beauty' is indeed very fitting. You are indeed a man of deep feelings, sir,"

A'Zhu said, looking at Duan Yu. Her heart was still reeling from the shock Duan Yu had given her.

"It was just a momentary outpouring of melancholy. In this mortal world, I am but a forlorn poet,"

Duan Yu said with a forlorn expression. His eyes revealed boundless vicissitudes, as if he had weathered countless storms.

Both Abi and Azhu were moved by Duan Yu's gaze. They sensed in it his boundless devotion, his heart-wrenching sorrow for love.

Duan Yu's face showed signs of weariness, but inside he was practically bursting with laughter. Heh heh heh! He wasn't afraid of failing to impress them. His title as the world's number one thief wasn't just for show. He didn't just steal money , he stole hearts too.

From that song, Duan Yu knew he had successfully made a deep impression on the two of them. As long as he maintained his mystery, he wasn't afraid they wouldn't take the bait.

"No wonder you recited such melancholy verses when I first met you. I thought you were doing it to attract me, but I misunderstood you,"

Abi said gracefully, bowing slightly. "It

's an honor to be with you two," Duan

Yu replied with gentlemanly manners.

The three then chatted for a while, and after dinner, Abi arranged a room for Duan Yu. The night passed uneventfully. Abi's Qin Yun Xiaozhu had many rooms, so arranging one for Duan Yu was easy.

When Duan Yu awoke from his sleep, it was already dawn. Last night's sleep was truly restful. This little abode by Taihu Lake was the best Duan Yu had slept in the entire Tianlong series.

Duan Yu washed up and went out. He saw Abi and Azhu preparing breakfast as soon as he reached the front yard.

"Young Master, did you sleep well last night?"

Azhu asked.

"It was the best sleep I've had recently,"

Duan Yu replied with a grin.

"Young Master, you're just good at flattering people,"

Abi said. For some reason, Abi sensed a similar aura about Duan Yu to that of Young Master Murong. Perhaps it was just her imagination, Abi thought to herself.

Actually, her thoughts stemmed entirely from Duan Yu's poem "Red Beauty" from yesterday. The poem described the chivalrous spirit of the martial arts world, something these young girls, just beginning to experience love, yearned for.

"In a little while, let's go to Sister Azhu's 'Listening Fragrance Pavilion' first, and then to Miss Wang's,"

Abi said softly to Duan Yu.

"As you two wish

," Duan Yu replied without hesitation, secretly plotting how to seduce them. Just then, A'Zhu went to get something and left, leaving only Duan Yu and A'Bi. Duan Yu stood to the side watching A'Bi arrange the food.

Lost in thought, he didn't notice A'Bi. A'Bi turned to place the breakfast near Duan Yu, also unaware of him. She accidentally kicked his ankle, causing him to fall to the ground. Duan Yu reacted instantly, pulling A'Bi into his arms. A'Bi blushed.

Duan Yu chuckled, embracing A'Bi's seemingly boneless body, feeling a surge of emotion. He said, "It smells so good."

"I don't smell good at all,"

A'Bi said, pulling away from Duan Yu's embrace. For some reason, Duan Yu's embrace had made A'Bi's heart pound.

Even after breaking free, she remained blushing. Duan Yu thought to himself, "This is working. I didn't expect my song to have such a great effect."

In ancient times, women generally admired heroes and scholars. Duan Yu brought Abi endless mystery and his superb musical skills. Abi loved music, and Duan Yu's rendition of "Beauty" truly moved her. Her heart went from only containing Murong Gongzi to including Duan Yu. Duan Yu

analyzed that Abi's affection for their Murong Gongzi stemmed from two reasons: firstly, Abi had always lived in the Qin Yun Xiaozhu (a music pavilion), and among the handsome men there, only Murong Fu was truly present. As the saying goes, familiarity breeds fondness. It was inevitable that Abi would fall in love with Murong Fu.

"How wonderful it would be to live here permanently,"

Duan Yu sighed.

"Young Master wants to stay here permanently?"

A Zhu returned with some things, having overheard Duan Yu's sigh.

"Of course, the scenery here is enchanting, and there are two such beautiful women. It's truly enviable,"

Duan Yu said.

"Young Master is being presumptuous again,"

A Zhu said, rolling her eyes at Duan Yu.

"I'm just stating the facts. If only I were Young Master Murong, with both of you by my side, I'd be willing to shorten my life by ten years," Duan

Yu said with deep affection.

"Hehe, it's a pity you're not Young Master. Of course, if you want our company, that's fine too. But it depends on whether you have the ability,"

Abi suddenly said, surprising Duan Yu.

Duan Yu was stunned. What did this mean? A provocation! It seems he really couldn't completely trust Mr. Jin. Since the other party had already made their statement, why should he hold back?

"Hehe. Really? I wonder what kind of ability you're talking about, Abi?"

Duan Yu asked with a wicked smile.

"Of course, I have profound martial arts skills, amazing talent, and an excellent family background. You know, if someone as beautiful as my sister Azhu were to become your maid, you couldn't possibly mistreat her, could you?"

Abi said, counting on her fingers.

"You silly girl. Young Master, you mustn't believe her,"

Azhu said, laughing and scolding Abi.

Duan Yu just smiled. Thinking to himself, "This is easy enough. Ah Bi, Ah Bi, it seems you can't escape my grasp." He had originally planned to steal Qiao Feng's love interest first. It seems he hadn't intended to do it this time. Killing two birds with one stone was certainly a good thing.

"You said it yourself," Duan Yu

said with a wicked smile.

"Of course, if you, young master, have the skills of Young Master Murong, hehe, I'll become your maid from now on,"

Ah Bi said. Actually, Ah Bi was just joking. Although Duan Yu's temples were bulging, indicating he was a master, after so many years in the Murong family, Ah Bi knew that true masters had reached a state of simplicity. Only in simplicity could the true master's aura be revealed. "

Ah Bi, I'm serious," Duan Yu replied, seizing the opportunity. "I wasn't lying either," Ah Bi said with a grin. "Alright, after this matter is over, your sister Ah Zhu is going out with me. You can come out with me too," Duan Yu said with a smile. “Alright, let’s go. I also want to see what the martial world is really like,” Abi said. “Young master, after you leave, you must keep your promise,” Azhu replied immediately upon hearing Duan Yu mention it. “Of course, don’t worry, after we leave, I’ll tell you who your parents are as soon as possible,” Duan Yu said confidently. “Then I’ll trouble you, young master,” Azhu said with a slight smile. Duan Yu naturally nodded in agreement, his heart beaming with joy. “After we leave here, if I still can’t win your hearts in this long time, then I’ll go buy a block of tofu and run to Guanyin and kill myself.” 26 After breakfast, Azhu and Abi rowed the boat carrying Duan Yu toward 'Listening to Fragrance Pavilion'. When they had traveled halfway, Duan Yu, who had been quietly leaning against the gunwale, suddenly stood up. “Azhu, I wonder if there’s a place to dock nearby?” Duan Yu asked anxiously. “Why do you ask, young master?”

A'Zhu asked in surprise.

"Well, please don't blame me for being abrupt, A'Bi, I... I need to relieve myself!"

Duan Yu said.

"Oh, that's a problem. We were originally planning to settle the young master at 'Listening to Fragrance Pavilion' before going to Miss Wang's residence, Mantuo Manor. But now it seems we have no choice but to go to Mantuo Manor first,"

A'Zhu said.

"Oh, why do you want me settled at 'Listening to Fragrance Pavilion'?"

Duan Yu asked, feigning ignorance.

"Aunt Wang is the one who absolutely forbids us from going to Mantuo Manor. Men are not allowed to enter Mantuo Manor. It might be inappropriate to bring the young master there,"

A'Bi explained from the side.

"Is that so? What should we do then? Maybe I should hold it in and go to 'Listening to Fragrance Pavilion' first,"

Duan Yu said.

"It's alright, let's go to Mantuo Manor. As long as we're fast enough and don't get discovered by Aunt Wang,"

A'Zhu said after a moment's thought. They immediately turned the boat around and rowed to the side.

Duan Yu certainly didn't want to go to the 'Listening Fragrance Pavilion' first. Going there would make getting to Mantuo Manor much more difficult. The key issue was that he didn't know the exact location of Mantuo Manor. Having traveled around Taihu Lake in modern times, he knew the area was full of mountains. Finding Mantuo Manor among so many peaks would be extremely difficult.

After a while, the small boat rounded a row of weeping willows, and in the distance, a cluster of flowering trees reflected in the water, their red blossoms as vibrant as rosy clouds. A'Zhu rowed the boat straight towards the camellia trees. Reaching the shore, all that could be seen were vibrant red and white camellias; no houses were in sight.

A'Zhu moored the boat to the bank and smiled, "Young Master Duan, we'll go in for a little while and come right back."

She took A'Bi's hand and walked towards the shore. They disappeared from Duan Yu's sight in no time.

As soon as Duan Yu saw A'Zhu and A'Bi leave, a wicked smile appeared on his face. He then used his Lingbo Weibu (Light Steps on the Waves) lightness skill to swiftly disappear to the other side.

Upon arriving at Mandala Manor, Duan Yu had no intention of suppressing his true feelings. Since Murong Fu wasn't home, Mandala Manor posed little threat to him. With his current abilities, it would be extremely difficult for Mandala Manor to keep him there.

Duan Yu certainly couldn't leave Mandala Manor empty-handed. Having read the original novel, Duan Yu knew that all the martial arts manuals from Wuliang Mountain Cave and Langhuan Blessed Land had been moved to Mandala Manor. Now, he intended to enter the Huanshi Water Pavilion to steal martial arts manuals, ideally conducting a major raid.

Using his Lingbo Weibu footwork, Duan Yu quickly arrived at a courtyard. Although Duan Yu knew of the Huanshi Water Pavilion, he didn't know its exact location. Based on his recollection, the Huanshi Water Pavilion was a secret passage. Therefore, he would have to search for the secret passage within these buildings.

Along the way, Duan Yu encountered many women; Mandala Manor truly lived up to its reputation as a women's paradise. He thought to himself that Madam Wang and the Heavenly Mountain Child Elder were exactly alike. With such a beauty around, if he could just capture Madam Wang, wouldn't everything be his?

As this thought crossed his mind, Duan Yu's body moved without stopping. Unconsciously, Duan Yu arrived outside another room. Just as he reached the door, Duan Yu suddenly froze. Duan Yu now possessed sixty years of martial arts skill; his senses were incredibly sharp. He

could hear the sound of running water coming from inside the room. The room was tightly closed, yet there was a faint sound of water. Without a doubt, Duan Yu guessed that someone was bathing. This room was clearly better than the others; could it be Madam Wang bathing? Duan Yu thought to himself.

If it were true, then he would be in luck. Immediately, he moved, flipping onto the roof.

Landing on the roof, Duan Yu removed the tiles. His gaze pierced through. What he saw stunned him. Inside, steam filled the air. A stunningly beautiful woman sat in a bathtub, her fingers gently caressing her skin. The bathtub was filled with many flower petals.

Although the smoke was thick, Duan Yu still observed it clearly. The woman's appearance was strikingly similar to the jade carving in the Wuliang Mountain cave. Moreover, this woman was clearly a married woman, so it couldn't be Wang Yuyan. There was only one possibility: she was Madam Wang.

Suddenly, Duan Yu on the upper floor froze. But only for a moment, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips. It turned out that Madam Wang below, who had been wiping her body, had moved her hand to caress her breasts, her face flushed. That alluring posture made Duan Yu's heart itch.

Madam Wang had only been rubbing her breasts with her left hand, her eyes half-open. No one knew what she was thinking, but it certainly wasn't anything good.

Because she had begun to emit seductive moans. That charming sound... Duan Yu on the rooftop was greatly aroused. Such a beautiful woman's self-defense scene was simply too attractive.

Seeing this, Duan Yu was overjoyed. He had originally been thinking about how to seduce Madam Wang and Abi, but with this scene, things became much easier. Watching Madam Wang's caresses, Duan Yu didn't rush down. He wanted to wait until Madam Wang reached her climax before going down, at which point she wouldn't be able to control him.

Below, Madam Wang's right hand slowly moved away from her proud white breasts. Although the water in the tub prevented Duan Yu from seeing her detailed movements, he understood from her posture that she was beginning to soothe her alluring valley.

The tub where Madam Wang was sitting didn't have much water, just enough to cover her proud white breasts. Duan Yu could clearly see the fullness and the tempting crevice. Madam Wang's left hand kneaded her breasts, while her right hand moved below. Suddenly, her voice became more rapid, and her right hand became noticeably stronger. Seeing her actions, Duan Yu thought to himself, "This is truly a feast for the senses!" Without lingering, he flipped down to the ground, appearing at the doorway. Looking at the door, Duan Yu smiled disdainfully. In modern society, even high-tech doors couldn't stop him, let alone this small door.

He knew he had to be quick. Otherwise, Madam Wang would lose her senses from the climax. He immediately took out a dagger and gently inserted it through the crack in the door. This dagger, sharp enough to cut through iron like mud, now became a tool for prying open the door.

With a gentle flick, Duan Yu knocked the latch aside. Duan Yu's movements were very smooth. Madam Wang didn't notice. She was still struggling towards her impending climax. Her alluring moans grew louder.

Duan Yu quickly opened the door. Then, before closing it, in the instant before Madam Wang could react, he struck her with his One-Finger Divine Skill. Madam Wang was abruptly stopped from reaching her climax.

Her pressure points were pressed, rendering her unable to move. However, Duan Yu hadn't struck her speech point, so Madam Wang could still speak.

"Who are you!"

Madam Wang said in terror. But then, as if realizing something, she said, "One-Finger Divine Skill! You actually used the One-Finger

Divine Skill." Duan Yu looked at her with a wicked smile, not in a hurry to speak. He knew that Madam Wang wouldn't dare to shout at this moment. He slowly turned around and closed the door. Then he walked to Madam Wang's side, his fingers gently brushing against her alluring skin.

"Such a beauty, it's a waste for you to do it yourself," Duan Yu said

with a wicked smile.

"Take your hand away," Madam Wang sneered. "Is that so? Are you sure I want to take it away? You know I've been observing you for a while. Don't you want to reach your climax?" Duan Yu, instead of removing his hand, grabbed Madam Wang's large breasts. Madam Wang's face flushed instantly at the touch. She had just been on the verge of climax, but Duan Yu had stopped her, leaving her feeling extremely uncomfortable.

A seductive sound came from her mouth. "Mmm!"

Duan Yu's other hand had already gently slid across Madam Wang's face. Duan Yu's heart was pounding wildly at this moment. What a blessing! Who would have thought that he would soon be able to enjoy this great beauty of Tianlong. Duan Yu thought to himself that he must conquer her in bed. He would do whatever it took to train Madam Wang. As long as he trained her to be obedient, it would be easier for him to seduce the other women. Most importantly, if he could put Wang Yuyan and Madam Wang together, that would be perfect. For the sake of his wicked thoughts, Duan Yu decided that he must leave a deep impression on this beauty in front of him this time.

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"Who exactly are you?"

Madam Wang asked.

"Who am I? Someone who can make you feel good."

Duan Yu answered while moving his hands.

"Shameless! Whoever you are, if you release me now, I can pretend this never happened. Otherwise, once I escape, I'll make sure you die a horrible death."

Madam Wang's tone should have been extremely cold, but under Duan Yu's caresses, her words lacked any murderous intent.

"Do you think I'll believe you? Don't worry, I'll be gentle with you. Once you and I are united, you'll never be alone again."

Duan Yu finished speaking and slowly took off his clothes.

"Stop! I'll scream if you don't stop!"

Madam Wang stopped him.

"Scream? Go ahead and scream. Since I was able to come here silently, I can certainly leave safely. If you want your men to see you like this, I'd be more than happy."

Duan Yu grinned wickedly as he took off his clothes.

When all his clothes were off, Duan Yu, his already erect penis, stepped into the bathtub where Madam Wang was. The bathtub was quite spacious, and there was still room for Duan Yu's body. Duan Yu's fiery body embraced Madam Wang.

Feeling Duan Yu's exquisitely sculpted body, Madam Wang's delicate body also burned with heat. She hadn't felt the warmth of a man for over ten years. Duan Zhengchun had abandoned her, making her hate all men in the world. And since then, men were forbidden from entering Mandala Manor.

Feeling a man's body again made her heart tremble. Already experiencing a blissful climax, the added stimulation from Duan Yu's body made Madam Wang feel utterly weak.

Duan Yu's hands caressed her perfect body, kneading her proud breasts, while his lips began to kiss her cheek, eventually reaching her lips. Madam Wang naturally didn't want Duan Yu to kiss her, but at this moment, Duan Yu slid his other hand down to her lower body. He caressed her vulva for a moment, then inserted a finger inside.

This simple stimulation alone caused Madam Wang to moan, "Mmm~!"

Duan Yu seized the moment she opened her mouth and slipped his tongue inside. He greedily pursued her smooth, fragrant tongue, quickly entwining it with his own. He

hungrily sucked at the sweet nectar in her mouth. This suffocating kiss was something Madam Wang had never experienced before. She soon gasped for breath, moaning and groaning weakly, her small mouth emitting soft, arousing moans: "Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm..."

Duan

Yu held Madam Wang's fragrant, soft, boneless body, his heart filled with joy. He didn't want to release the pressure points on her body, even though her body was somewhat stiff from being acupunctured. Duan Yu wanted to gradually push her physical limits. His wet kisses allowed the alluring Madam Wang to experience the taste of fervor—something Duan Zhengchun had never given her.

Madam Wang was breathless, desperately shaking her head to escape his suffocating, wet kiss, "Mmm...mmm..."

After Duan Yu released her red lips, he immediately kissed her earlobe and delicate pink neck. He even licked the hole in her ear with his tongue, instantly making Madam Wang's whole body go weak, and she gasped repeatedly.

Duan Yu kept praising, "Mmm...such a fragrant pink neck...mmm...such smooth skin..."

which made Madam Wang even more shy. She wanted so much to push away the person in front of her, but she couldn't move at all. Her body was no longer under her control.

Duan Yu kissed her slowly. He came to her proud breasts. His hot lips kissed the other light pink nipple. He tasted it carefully, and then gently rubbed, pinched, and deformed it with his hands... He played with Madam Wang's pair of proud jade breasts in different ways and with different pressures. He even circled his tongue on the areola and gently bit and slowly rubbed her protruding and hardened nipple with his teeth.

Lady Wang, who had never experienced such flirtation before, was suddenly tormented by lust and morality. On one hand, she felt incredibly comfortable being kissed, licked, and gently bitten, to the point that her vulva was already soaking wet; on the other hand, she felt deeply ashamed that she was letting a second man enjoy her body, with her own juices flowing endlessly.

She had once sworn never to accept a man's affection again, but Duan Yu's caresses were slowly driving her to the brink of collapse.

Time slipped away with each breath, and Duan Yu wasn't content with just Huang Rong's snow-white, smooth breasts. As her full, rounded breasts were sucked until they were swollen and protruding, his hands began to roam and caress Wang Furen's body. His hands moved over her slightly swollen belly, reaching her sacred, swollen vulva, covered in soft, long, dark hair. Wang Furen's two plump, tender, and wet petals trembled and opened, exhaling hot air; the pink cleft in the middle oozed a milky-white, transparent nectar.

He carefully inserted his middle finger into the wet, pink cleft, gently scraping and stirring it, mingling with the bathwater. Wang Furen was already aroused.

He simultaneously inserted his fingers into her vagina, moving them in and out, sometimes gently pinching the protruding clitoris…

“Ah…you…can’t…touch…there…mmm…”

Madam Wang, unable to withstand such skillful sexual teasing, was completely lost in the abyss of lust. Her delicate skin was a pale pink, and her beautifully curved, boneless body exuded an alluring fragrance like an aphrodisiac.

Seeing Madam Wang’s charming and wanton beauty, the enticing scent wafting from her body ignited his lust, and his large penis was already hard as iron.

But Duan Yu didn’t want to satisfy her so easily. He had to make her say she wanted it.

His fingers moved gently, his tongue mingling with Madam Wang’s fragrant tongue. He then touched Madam Wang’s earring, saying, “Madam Wang, do you still want me to leave you?”

Madam Wang’s eyes were filled with desire; although lust had already overwhelmed her, she didn’t want to give up. Just as she was about to protest, Duan Yu’s fingers pinched her clitoris again.

Her words of protest were extinguished, and under Duan Yu's actions, Madam Wang was finally completely satisfied by desire. Her eyes darted wildly, looking at Duan Yu expectantly. However, Duan Yu was still not satisfied and said, "If you want it, just say it."

Duan Yu grasped Madam Wang's right foot. He held her flawless jade foot in his hands and gently caressed it. With one hand holding Madam Wang's jade foot, Duan Yu's other hand slowly moved down Madam Wang's smooth calf to her full and tender thigh. He stroked back and forth, moving forward, until he reached the fleshy area where her buttocks and thighs met. He changed from stroking to pinching and kneading vigorously.

In an instant, she felt an extreme emptiness in her lower body, an itch that crawled like insects, spreading agonizingly throughout her body. Lady Wang, her eyes tightly closed, had cheeks flushed red with desire. Her brows furrowed, her mouth slightly parted, her nostrils flaring, and she moaned softly. Although she tried her best to suppress it, the intense desire was written all over her beautiful face.

Seeing Lady Wang's closed eyes, furrowed brows, and burning desire, Duan Yu thought to himself, "If I tease her a little longer, until she can't bear it anymore, that would be perfect!" He placed Lady Wang's shapely, long legs on his shoulders, opened his mouth, and extended his tongue, slowly licking upwards along the inside of her thighs. Lady Wang felt an intense itch, as if a thousand ants were crawling on her, yet she couldn't move. Burning with desire, she moaned and gasped, not knowing what to do, and finally began to sob.

Duan Yu said, "Why are you crying? Do you really want it?" Madam Wang: "...Hmm..." Duan Yu said, "If you want it, just say so. How am I supposed to know if you just keep making 'hmm' noises?" Madam Wang: "I...I...can't say it...Waaah..." Duan Yu said, "Say it now! Look, my hard, hot, thick, and big thing is all ready, just waiting for you to speak!" Madam Wang: "I...I...still...still...can't say it...Waaah..." Duan Yu said, "Still won't say it? Then you'll just have to bear with it!" As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his long tongue and licked Madam Wang's aroused vulva. Madam Wang trembled all over, her hunger and emptiness bringing her to the brink of collapse. She sobbed, "I...I...can't take it! You...you...Waaah..." Duan Yu, feeling triumphant, shook his hand and sealed several of Madam Wang's acupoints to prevent any accidents; thus, Madam Wang's movements were not affected, but she was unable to circulate her internal energy. He stood between Madam Wang's legs, lifting her snow-white thighs, his erect member thrusting forward with a sudden, forceful thrust. With a soft "plop," his hot, hard, thick member plunged fully into Madam Wang's extremely empty, long-awaited, moist and tender orifice. Madam Wang, her hidden valley untouched for over ten years, groaned loudly upon this penetration. She felt her entire body filled with a blissful sensation.

Madam Wang let out a long sigh, feeling a strange, tingling, itchy, and sore sensation, a mixture of pleasure and pain, flowing through her body with the hot rod. Her long, shapely legs stood straight up, her toes curled tightly together, as if frozen. Duan Yu's thrust had reached deep within her, to the very core of her being, a place no one had ever touched before.

Lady Wang, whose heart had never been touched by a jade stem before, almost fainted from pleasure; an overwhelming wave of pleasure washed over her, as if her body were ablaze, causing her to tremble uncontrollably. The bulging flesh seemed to scrape against her heart, a sensation both tingling and itchy, numb and sore, like an electric shock. She felt full and sweet, joyful and exhilarated, and couldn't help but moan wantonly.

The thick penis stretched her vagina swollen, and Lady Wang involuntarily reached out her hands, wanting to embrace the man's firm body. Duan Yu, understanding the situation, knelt down, and the two embraced and kissed tightly, their lips pressed together, teeth touching, tongues licking; primal animalistic instincts replaced everything, and the instincts of lust were fully unleashed. Afterwards, Duan Yu began to thrust hard, and Lady Wang's vagina opened and closed with each thrust, making a squelching sound. Combined with the bathwater, it became even more lewd.

The thick, hot penis thrust in and out, reaching the sensitive cervix with each stroke. The tight, sucking sensation brought them both extreme pleasure.

A tingling, warm current rose slowly from deep within their bodies; an excruciating, soul-stirring pleasure followed. Her fair buttocks ground and thrust wildly, the overwhelming, irresistible pleasure causing Lady Wang to tremble all over. She clung tightly to Wanyan Zhi, her nails digging deeply into his shoulders. Duan Yu felt his penis sinking into the hot, tender flesh, constantly being rubbed and squeezed, the glans feeling as if a small mouth was forcefully sucking at it; he felt a tingling, numbness in his lower back, waves of pleasure washing over him, and in a moment, his semen gushed out uncontrollably. A stream of cool vaginal fluid flowed straight into his glans and urethral opening. Duan Yu felt a tingling, itchy pleasure that penetrated his internal organs, leaving him refreshed and clear-headed. His penis remained firm and even thicker. Seeing Madam Wang's flushed face, wrinkled nose, slightly parted lips, and hazy eyes, a look of blissful daze, he couldn't resist his arousal.

Of course, he couldn't let her go so easily; without giving her complete liberation, everything he had done would be meaningless.

He grasped Madam Wang's large, firm breasts, kneading them incessantly, occasionally lowering his head to lick her trembling, pink nipples, like peanuts. Madam Wang felt utterly blissful, every part of her body radiating pleasure. She breathed heavily, softly allowing Duan Yu to ride her, her thoughts of shame and resistance vanishing into thin air.

Duan Yu flipped her over, penetrating her deeply from behind, kissing her ears and cheeks. The thrusting grew faster and more intense, until suddenly a torrent of hot semen gushed forth, a large amount of powerful semen shooting into her core once more. Madam Wang felt a volcanic eruption deep within her lower abdomen, the pleasure spreading outwards in all directions; she involuntarily let out hysterical, frantic screams.

At this moment, she was completely intoxicated by lust, unable to resist the person penetrating her from behind.

Just then, a rapid knocking on the door, accompanied by an anxious cry: "Mother! What's wrong? Open the door quickly!"

Madam Wang was shocked. It was Yu Yan! She absolutely couldn't let her see her like this.

"Yan'er, I'm fine. You can go down now,"

Madam Wang said, forcing herself to remain calm. But the next moment, she let out a seductive moan. It turned out that Duan Yu had thrust in and out again, this time heavily. Duan Yu wanted to plunge her into that shameful state so that he could completely possess her body and soul.

With Wang Yu Yan as a stimulus outside, Duan Yu felt his lower body hard as iron, how much he wanted to pull Wang Yu Yan in and take her for himself right now. But he knew that was just wishful thinking. Everything had to be done step by step.

"Mother, are you sure you're alright?"

Wang Yuyan asked doubtfully from behind the door. She had come to see her mother today, but as soon as she reached the door, she heard strange noises coming from inside. She couldn't help but press her ear against the door to listen. She only heard soft moans.

Since Wang Yuyan had never left Mantuo Manor, she didn't know what the noises meant. She assumed her mother was ill, so she anxiously called out.

"Yan...er, Mother...is really alright, just a little...headache. You can go down now. Mother will be out in a bit. Go ask Granny Rong to get me...some medicine."

Madam Wang managed to finish the sentence, because Duan Yu hadn't stopped his twitching.

Although Wang Yuyan sensed something was wrong with her mother's words, she didn't ask too many questions, assuming her mother was truly ill. She hurriedly went down to get the medicine. "Then Mother will go down and get your medicine. Remember to come out and drink it later,"

Wang Yuyan said softly.

"Okay, Yan'er,"

Madam Wang replied reluctantly. As soon as Wang Yuyan left, Duan Yu immediately quickened his pace. A passionate atmosphere filled the room once more. With a roar from Duan Yu and a seductive scream from Madam Wang, everything finally subsided.

Duan Yu still held Madam Wang tightly, but she was no longer the same as before. Instead, she leaned against him with extreme allure. Duan Yu's hands were still restless.

Madam Wang, with a seductive expression, interrupted Duan Yu's wicked hands. She hadn't experienced such an climax in a long time. Madam Wang was afraid she couldn't handle the next wave of passion.

"Now you can tell me, who are you?"

Madam Wang said softly.

"Duan Yu,"

Duan Yu said calmly.

"What? Your name is Duan Yu? You also have the surname Duan? What is Duan Zhengchun to you?"

Madam Wang exclaimed in surprise.

"I am the son of the Prince of Zhennan. What do you think he is to me?"Duan Yu said jokingly. Of course, he said this on purpose, intending to challenge Madam Wang's ethical bottom line.

As expected, upon hearing this, Madam Wang's face paled instantly, and her body went limp. "What a tragedy! How could you do this? Duan Zhengchun, Duan Zhengchun, you never expected this, did you? Your son has done such a thing! Haha, Duan Zhengchun, let's see how you face people after this!"

Madam Wang's voice was slightly choked with sobs at first, but then she burst into maniacal laughter, her eyes filled with tears.

"My father didn't take good care of you. Wouldn't it be better if I took over?"

Duan Yu said deliberately.

"You... yes. How could it not be good to take in my lover's son?"

Madam Wang said coldly. However, the beauty of the person who had just possessed her body made her tone less firm. Looking at Duan Yu's handsome face, she was also bewildered.

"Alright. Mengluo! I was just teasing you. I know you hate Duan Zhengchun very much. I'm not his son."

Duan Yu changed the subject. At this moment, he made a bold plan. That meant telling Madam Wang that he wasn't Duan Zhengchun's biological son, and that he had actually killed Duan Zhengchun's son. This was evident from Wang Mengluo's intense hatred for Duan Zhengchun in Jin Yong's original novel. Otherwise, Duan Zhengchun wouldn't have died because of Wang Mengluo's scheme.

"What? You're not Duan Zhengchun's son? Then what did you just say?"

Madam Wang asked in surprise.

"I am indeed Duan Zhengchun's son now, but I am not his son. Do you understand?"

Duan Yu said mysteriously.

"You mean..."

Madam Wang frowned.

"Mengluo, I know you were hurt by Duan Zhengchun back then, and you've always wanted revenge. I'm here to help you,"

Duan Yu said with a wicked smile. His hands were also moving freely over Wang Mengluo's body. He teased her while she was still in the afterglow of her orgasm.

"You help me, this is how you help me,"

Wang Mengluo said, though she was ruthless, she couldn't help but blush at Duan Yu's caresses. The pleasure Duan Yu had given her was extremely intense.

"Mengluo, I want your help,"

Duan Yu said, kissing Wang Mengluo's cheek.

"Help you? How?"

Although Wang Mengluo was still somewhat infatuated, her mind had completely returned to normal.

"It's simple, help me snatch all of Duan Zhengchun's wives."

Duan Yu finished speaking and kissed Wang Mengluo's lips, extending his tongue for a French kiss.

Wang Mengluo was shocked. A thought arose. Duan Yu's words kept churning in her mind. Snatch Duan Zhengchun's wives. A fierce glint slowly appeared in her eyes. Duan Zhengchun had dealt her such a heavy blow back then. That heartless man. A thought flashed through her mind, and she silently agreed to Duan Yu's suggestion.

Duan Yu's wicked hand moved wildly until Wang Mengluo grabbed it. "I agree. But when you get them, I want to be the boss. Duan Zhengchun abandoned me for them back then. After you take them, I want them to serve me,"

Wang Mengluo said coldly.

"Of course!"

Duan Yu nodded in agreement. He thought to himself, "Let's talk about it when the time comes." For now, comforting Wang Mengluo was the priority.

After another round of caresses, the two emerged from the bathtub. Duan Yu stepped out first. Wang Mengluo's body went limp. Duan Yu immediately burst into laughter. Wang Mengluo was mortified by Duan Yu's laughter. It was all because of him; he knew his current situation perfectly well, yet he still

acted this way. However, after laughing, Duan Yu stepped forward and lifted Wang Mengluo out. While in the bathtub, Wang Mengluo hadn't had a good look at Duan Yu's body. Now that they were out, she blushed with embarrassment. Duan Yu, on the other hand, was thoroughly entertained. In their blissful embrace, the two finally dressed.

"Duan Lang, when we go out later, please pretend to be my distant nephew,"

Wang Mengluo said.

"No, you can't call me Duan Lang anymore. You have to call me husband, or Brother Yu,"

Duan Yu said. This "Duan Lang" made Duan Yu uncomfortable. Humph. Wang Mengluo must have called Duan Zhengchun that before. Duan Zhengchun, it seems I can't keep you here. "I won't kill you. I also can't just take all your lovers away," Duan Yu thought to himself.

"Husband, is this alright?"

Madam Wang called out coquettishly.

"Aunt Wang, your nephew greets you,"

Duan Yu bowed.

"You!"

Madam Wang playfully slapped Duan Yu.

Although Duan Yu was joking with Wang Mengluo, his mind was racing. This Wang Mengluo wouldn't be so easily won over. He'd have to be careful around her in the future. Duan Yu knew all too well the tragic fate of Duan Zhengchun in the original novel. This woman was no pushover. He thought to himself, "Love is indeed a formidable weapon." The harm Duan Zhengchun inflicted on Wang Mengluo back then was enough to make her like this—truly powerful! But this was just a casual remark. If it weren't for that, how would he have had the chance to possess this beautiful woman?

28

"Husband, remember not to give anything away later,"

Madam Wang reminded Duan Yu again.

"Do you think I'm that stupid? Don't worry, I definitely won't let your men know you're my lover."

Duan Yu finished speaking and pinched Wang Mengluo's shapely buttocks.

"You!"

Madam Wang gave Duan Yu a seductive look. She hadn't enjoyed a man's touch for over ten years, and now that she had Duan Yu, Madam Wang's heart was actually pounding with joy. Although she was a little reluctant to accept it at first, she quickly got into the mood as the two teased each other.

When Duan Yu and Madam Wang finished getting ready and walked out, Wang Yuyan just happened to walk over carrying a bowl of medicine. Duan Yu was stunned the moment he saw Wang Yuyan. Apart from her clothes being different from the jade carving in the Wuliang Mountain cave, the girl in front of him had the same face shape, eyes, nose, lips, ears, skin color, figure, hands and feet. She was as if the jade statue had come to life. The girl was wearing a lotus-colored gauze shirt, with a slender figure and long hair draped over her back, gently tied back with a silver ribbon. She was indeed a stunning beauty.

Wang Yuyan was even more beautiful than Wang Mengluo. However, Madam Wang's mature womanly charm also attracted Duan Yu, who desperately wanted to seduce this lovely woman before him. Suddenly, a cold snort rang out, startling Duan Yu from his daydream. He saw Madam Wang staring at him with a cold expression. Duan Yu chuckled inwardly. It seemed she was jealous. However, Duan Yu dared not be presumptuous, after all, he had to pretend to be Wang Mengluo's nephew.

"Mother, who is this young master?"

Wang Yuyan asked with a puzzled look upon seeing Duan Yu.

"Come, Yuyan, let me introduce you, this is your cousin, Duan Yu,"

Madam Wang said.

"Cousin?"

Wang Yuyan asked in surprise. After all, she had never heard Madam Wang mention having a cousin in all these years.

"This is a matter from the past, and I don't want to bring up the reasons now. From now on, you just need to know that he is your cousin,"

Wang Mengluo said calmly.

"Yes, Mother."

Wang Yuyan responded softly. She always obeyed her mother. She knew her mother's authority all too well; though her mother was sometimes kind, she could be terrifying when angry. She knew this from the servants—many had been sent to the fertilizer room to be used as raw materials for angering her mother. She was surprised that her mother spoke to her so gently today.

"Greetings, cousin,"

Wang Yuyan said gracefully to Duan Yu.

"No need for formalities, cousin. I only learned about Aunt Wang today,"

Duan Yu said with a smile.

"I don't even know your surname, cousin,"

Wang Yuyan said.

"Your cousin's surname is Duan!"

Wang Mengluo interjected from the side. Watching the two interact, Wang Mengluo couldn't help but glare at Duan Yu. This man was a complete lecher.

After talking for a while, Wang Mengluo sent Wang Yuyan away.

"Are you trying to make a move on Yan'er?"

Wang Mengluo asked Duan Yu after Wang Yuyan left.

"Of course not,"

Duan Yu chuckled.

"Yes or no. I didn't expect you wouldn't dare admit it,"

Madam Wang said coldly.

Duan Yu took out his folding fan, shook it, and remained silent, wondering what Wang Mengluo meant.

"No matter how you and Yan'er get along, you can't reveal our relationship. I think you understand that without me saying it. Also, I don't like Murong Fu,"

Madam Wang said abruptly. Then she walked away, leaving Duan Yu standing alone.

Duan Yu smiled wickedly, thinking, "Interesting." Wang Mengluo's thoughts seem rather strange. Are all women abandoned by men this peculiar? Since

Wang Mengluo had left, and Duan Yu wasn't very familiar with the manor, he began to stroll around, fanning himself with his folding fan.

Just as he reached the end of the corridor, a woman approached him. Upon seeing Duan Yu, she was startled.

"Who are you? How did you get here?"

the woman shouted coldly, then suddenly yelled again. "Help! Help! Someone has broken into Mantuo Manor!"

Duan Yu shouted, fanning himself with a folding fan. He chuckled inwardly. Now that he was Wang Mengluo's nephew, who was he afraid of? He wanted to see how this farce would unfold. He wondered if Wang Mengluo was doing this on purpose. Otherwise, why would she have introduced him to her subordinates first? It seemed she wanted to test his strength.

Duan Yu sized up the woman who was shouting. She was a young woman in green, holding a bouquet of flowers. She had delicate features and was quite pretty. She was petite and rather cute.

The young woman in green was surprised that the woman didn't move despite her loud shouts. She thought to herself, "You're dead when the others arrive."

Soon, many women in green, dressed as maids, appeared, each wielding a long sword. In an instant, the white blades gleamed like frost, and the sword light reflected off the flowers, surrounding Duan Yu. Mandala Manor truly lived up to its reputation as a women's paradise; so many women arrived in such a short time. Judging from the continuous footsteps echoing down the corridor, Duan Yu knew this was only a small fraction.

He knew there were at least eighteen women standing before him. Looking at these women, Duan Yu was overjoyed. Wang Mengluo had chosen women who were all petite and charming. None of these eighteen women were ugly. He had to admit, Wang Mengluo had done him a good deed.

A little while later, four older women, whose ages weren't considered old, arrived. Seeing these four, Duan Yu thought, "The real deal has arrived." These four were the true masters.

However, with Duan Yu's sixty years of martial arts experience, he was no match for them.

"You audacious little thief! How dare you trespass into Mandala Manor! Don't you know that any outsider who enters Mandala Manor has their feet cut off and used as fertilizer?"

one of the older women, who seemed rather kind, said.

"Never heard of that!"

Duan Yu replied blankly, fanning himself with his folding fan.

"Never heard of it? Then let me show you the rules of Mandala Manor."

The woman moved swiftly, striking Duan Yu's face with a palm strike. Upon seeing this, Duan Yu thought, "Women are indeed dangerous creatures." She seemed so kind just moments ago, yet she's now trying to kill me. He

blocked the attack with his folding fan. The woman wasn't surprised that Duan Yu had blocked her attack so easily. Being able to arrive at Mandala Manor silently was no simple feat.

Immediately, her right hand failed her, and her left hand pointed towards Duan Yu's waist. Duan Yu used his Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) to dodge the attack. Several attacks were easily dodged by Duan Yu. The surrounding people immediately stopped watching, and a thunderous sound of swords filled the air as countless sword shadows surrounded Duan Yu.

Duan Yu flicked his left hand, unleashing the Six Meridians Divine Sword Shaoshang Sword Finger. A clanging sound rang out, and a pile of short swords appeared on the ground. Then, Duan Yu suddenly raised both hands simultaneously, waving his folding fan, and the surrounding crowd seemed to be pushed aside by an immense wave of energy.

Upon seeing this, the women were astonished. An internal martial arts master!

"Set up the formation!"

a woman's clear voice rang out. Then, the women in green robes around him began to move.

With a soft shout, Duan Yu felt the surrounding scenery change, everything becoming hazy. This was his first formal encounter with ancient formations.

The Seven Absolutes of Freedom Formation combined the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, painting, medicine, divination, and astrology, gathering like the bright moon and scattering like flowering trees; only by comprehending the realm of Zhuangzi's "Free and Easy Wandering" could one wield it with ease.

Seeing this change in technique, Duan Yu immediately dared not be careless, quickly moving forward with his Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique). Ignoring the surrounding situation, he continued moving with his Lingbo Weibu.

His mind raced; he had truly underestimated these ancient people. Since Madam Wang had collected all the martial arts techniques in the world, her subordinates were certainly not ordinary people.

He immediately abandoned his restraints and unleashed the Six Meridian Divine Sword techniques in quick succession. The Six Meridian Divine Sword consists of: left thumb – Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin – Shaoshang Sword; right index finger – Large Intestine Meridian of Hand-Yangming – Shangyang Sword; right middle finger – Pericardium Meridian of Hand-Jueyin – Zhongchong Sword; right ring finger – Sanjiao Meridian of Hand-Shaoyang – Guanchong Sword; right little finger – Heart Meridian of Hand-Shaoyin – Shaochong Sword; and left little finger – Small Intestine Meridian of Hand-Taiyang – Shaoze Sword.

Based on Duan Yu's understanding of meridians, he realized that the Six Meridian Divine Sword should actually be divided into two sets. The human body is primarily composed of the twelve regular meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians. The eight extraordinary meridians include the Ren Meridian, the Du Meridian, and so on. The twelve regular meridians are: Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin, Pericardium Meridian of Hand-Jueyin, Heart Meridian of Hand-Shaoyin, Large Intestine Meridian of Hand-Yangming, Triple Energizer Meridian of Hand-Shaoyang, Small Intestine Meridian of Hand-Taiyang, Spleen Meridian of Foot-Taiyin, Liver Meridian of Foot-Jueyin, Kidney Meridian of Foot-Shaoyin, Stomach Meridian of Foot-Yangming, Gallbladder Meridian of Foot-Shaoyang, and Bladder Meridian of Foot-Taiyang. The back of the hand is Yang, the palm is Yin. The anterior, middle, and posterior aspects of the inner surface of the limbs are respectively called Taiyin, Jueyin, and Shaoyin; the anterior, middle, and posterior aspects of the outer surface of the limbs are respectively called Yangming, Shaoyang, and Taiyang. The six Zang organs are Yin, and the six Fu organs are Yang. There are six meridians on the hands and six on the feet. The six meridians on the hands are called the Six Meridians, and they are symmetrical. The five fingers of the right hand plus the little finger of the left hand form one set, and the five fingers of the left hand plus the little finger of the right hand form another set.

Although there is only one set in the Six Meridians Divine Sword Manual, Duan Yu also developed his own set from the middle.

The Six Meridian Divine Sword technique unleashed a torrent of energy, mingling with the attacks of the women in green, creating a devastating force.

Finally, the corridor could no longer withstand the energy and exploded. Duan Yu escaped. Dust billowed as he stood on the artificial hill by the pond outside the corridor, gracefully waving his folding fan. Below him, an angry crowd, their faces covered in dust, stood in stark contrast.

The women glared at Duan Yu, who was striking a cool pose atop the artificial hill. The stark contrast in their expressions infuriated them, and they were about to rush forward again

when a sharp, resonant voice rang out. "Stop!"

Madam Wang stepped forward.

"Madam, this man has trespassed into our Mengluo Manor. We don't know what his intentions are,"

one of the old women said to Madam Wang.

"I already know about this. You may all leave. Yu'er, come down now,"

Madam Wang said in a cold voice.

Hearing Wang Mengluo address Duan Yu as "Yu'er," the women realized that this man must be someone Madam knew. Although they were still somewhat resentful, there was nothing they could do. They bowed to Madam and dispersed.

Seeing them leave, Duan Yu floated down from the artificial hill and stood before Wang Mengluo.

Wang Mengluo didn't speak but walked straight to the side, and Duan Yu immediately followed.

"Was that the Six Meridians Divine Sword you just used?"

Madam Wang asked.

"It's the Six Meridians Divine Sword, how come Mengluo knows about it too?" Duan Yu

said jokingly, seeing that no one was around.

"I didn't expect you to have learned the Six Meridians Divine Sword, which is not passed down outside the Tianlong Temple in Dali. No wonder you have designs on Duan Zhengchun's wife."

Madam Wang rolled her eyes at Duan Yu.

"By the way, I heard there's a Huanshi Water Pavilion here, Mengluo, when can I go in and take a look?" Duan Yu

hugged Wang Mengluo and said jokingly.

"There are people here. Let go quickly." Madam Wang quickly said. But Duan Yu didn't let go, instead reaching his hand inside Wang Mengluo's collar and climbing on her full breasts. Wang Mengluo's cheeks immediately turned red. She looked around, murmured, and fell into Duan Yu's arms. Duan Yu chuckled. But he only teased her a little before letting go of Wang Mengluo. "I'll take you to the Huanshi Water Pavilion in a couple of days. Now you can familiarize yourself with the environment here." Madam Wang said. Hearing this, Duan Yu had no objection. Then he followed Madam Wang to a room. Madam Wang summoned a maid and gave the order. Soon, a table was laden with fine wine and food. Then she dismissed everyone. "By the way, Mengluo, have you seen two women, one named Azhu and the other Abi?" Duan Yu asked Madam Wang. "You mean those two little girls, Murong Ji? Hmph. I've locked them up. They dared to trespass on my Mantuo Manor; they can't be let off lightly. You know them?" Wang Mengluo said coldly. "They really can't be let off lightly. Hehe, I owe them a lot for getting here." Duan Yu chuckled wickedly, pulling Madam Wang close and kissing Wang Mengluo on the cheek. "You! No wonder, I was wondering how you could enter my Mantuo Manor so easily." Madam Wang said, suddenly realizing. "Go and release them later," Duan Yu said. "No," Wang Mengluo said coldly. Hearing this, Duan Yu didn't speak again, but instead acted. He forcefully touched Wang Mengluo's breasts, kneading them incessantly. His lips pressed against her delicate tongue. Madam Wang experienced that domineering, passionate kiss once more. Her hands encircled Duan Yu's waist, gently lifting it repeatedly. It took a while before Duan Yu released her. Wang Mengluo's cheeks flushed, and she gasped for breath. She glared at Duan Yu and said, "Are you trying to suffocate me?" "Who told you to be disobedient?" Duan Yu straightened Wang Mengluo's posture, placing her on his lap. At this moment, Duan Yu sat on a chair beside the table, while Wang Mengluo sat on his lap. Duan Yu looked at the beauty in his arms with a contented expression. His left hand roamed over her body, and he ate the food Wang Mengluo had placed on his plate. His inner smugness was beyond words. Who would have thought that Madam Wang, who appeared so cold and aloof outside, would be as docile as a kitten in front of him? If Madam Wang's subordinates saw her like this, they would never believe that this was the same domineering lady they knew. Wang Mengluo's cheeks were pink, and her eyes were alluring. Sometimes Duan Yu would kiss her earrings and exhale hot breath. He would also drink the wine that Wang Mengluo poured and pour it into her mouth. A passionate kiss. Duan Yu enjoyed the meal. Madam Wang was indeed extremely uncomfortable. She felt like she was burning with desire. Duan Yu understood the reaction of the beauty in his arms, but he did it on purpose. He teased Madam Wang's body in a very provocative way. This made Madam Wang very coquettish. As the saying goes, when you are full and warm, you think of lust. Duan Yu was in this state of mind. His hand had already penetrated into Madam Wang's clothes. He was in close contact with her cute white breasts. And his erection was pressing straight against Madam Wang's pert buttocks. 29 New text (4) "Husband, don't do this." Wang Mengluo said in a coquettish voice. "Oh. Mengluo doesn't like me doing this." After Duan Yu finished speaking, he suddenly pulled his hand out of Madam Wang's body. He put on a serious face. "Husband...!" Madam Wang called out coquettishly, drawing out her voice. However, our Duan Yu was already struggling with the food again, chopsticks in one hand. Madam Wang felt a surge of desire upon seeing this. Duan Yu's actions earlier had already aroused her. This was just the right moment, neither too intense nor too mild. Duan Yu's sudden withdrawal left Wang Mengluo feeling empty. This stark contrast was truly unbearable for her. "Mengluo, what is it?" Duan Yu asked with a serious expression. "You, you just bully me," Madam Wang said, pointing a delicate finger at Duan Yu's head. Duan Yu chuckled inwardly, but his expression remained perfectly serious. He absolutely could not let Wang Mengluo go unchecked; if he didn't train her to be completely submissive, his future sexual happiness would be greatly diminished. Don't be fooled by Madam Wang's current obedience; who knows what she's really thinking? In any case, Duan Zhengchun's miserable state was constantly on Duan Yu's mind. "How could I possibly bully you? Where did I bully you, Aunt Wang?" Duan Yu said. "You, hmph!" In her anger, Madam Wang grabbed Duan Yu's penis, which was pressing against her buttocks. A smug look appeared on her face. Even with his penis in her grasp, Duan Yu's face still wore a wicked smile. But his mind was racing. Why do these seemingly cold girls like to use someone's penis to threaten them? His hand immediately reached for Madam Wang's waist and slid inside. His other hand went directly into Wang Mengluo's skirt, moving upwards to her vulva. Then he began to attack from both sides. This stimulated Wang Mengluo, who immediately let out a soft moan and released Duan Yu's penis. Duan Yu then turned Wang Mengluo's body around, making her sit on his outstretched left leg. Then his right hand continued to caress her full breasts, while his left hand pulled Wang Mengluo's head closer, and another passionate kiss began. Duan Yu's right hand sometimes kneaded forcefully and sometimes caressed lightly.

He didn't favor one over the other when it came to the two peaks of her breasts, but instead continued to soothe them. Gradually, Duan Yu became dissatisfied with such caresses. He began to unbutton Wang Mengluo's skirt, took her nipple into his mouth, and gently teased it with his tongue. Wang Mengluo felt waves of pleasure coursing through her body like electric currents, and her pink nipples began to stand up slightly. At the same time, her tender pubic hair was being vigorously rubbed by that hot, thick object through her panties.

Wang Mengluo was already limp and powerless, letting out muffled moans. Duan Yu placed Wang Mengluo on a chair and squatted down. He kissed her deep valley, greedily sucking on her two plump labia, gently biting them with his teeth. His nimble tongue teased the gradually engorged and swollen clitoris, while his hands roughly kneaded her buttocks and the erogenous zones around her vulva.

Wang Mengluo couldn't withstand this direct assault, and her vulva gushed forth, the milky white, viscous liquid spraying all over Duan Yu's mouth and face.

"Mmm...mmm...Duan...husband...please...Mengluo...Mengluo...I want it..."

Madam Wang cried out softly.

Duan Yu knew the time was right. He laid Wang Mengluo down, his hands moistening her entrance with love juice, defiantly smearing it on her full breasts. He then hoisted her legs onto his shoulders and whispered in her ear, "Mengluo, if you don't listen to your husband again, I won't let you have your pleasure so easily."

Duan Yu's words were extremely wicked.

"Now it's your turn to serve me,"

Duan Yu said with a wicked smile.

Wang Mengluo gave Duan Yu a seductive look. She propped herself up and stood next to him, beginning to unbutton his shirt. Meanwhile, Duan Yu's hands were also holding her full breasts. By the time Madam Wang had removed Duan Yu's clothes, she was already drenched in sweat.

Duan Yu kissed Madam Wang's lips again, then told her to turn over and hold onto the table. He patted Wang Mengluo's pert buttocks with his palm.

With his proud, erect penis, he slowly thrust it into her from behind.

Duan Yu knew this beautiful woman had temporarily succumbed to his lewd power and was beginning to enjoy the pleasures of lovemaking. The thrill of conquest washed over him repeatedly, and he couldn't help but thrust his lower abdomen, increasing the speed and force of his thrusts. Each thrust was like a thunderbolt, penetrating deep into her core. His thick penis moved in and out of her honeyed depths. Wang Mengluo, a virgin, was immediately met with such a storm of attacks on her tender flesh!

Moreover, Duan Yu's constant teasing of her already swollen and bursting breasts caused waves of pleasure to surge through her body. After about ten minutes, Duan Yu, half-kneeling, suddenly bent down and lifted her delicate body, letting her legs wrap around his waist. At this moment, Wang Mengluo's entire weight pressed down on his enormous penis, which, already deeply inserted, plunged even deeper with this powerful thrust!

Wang Mengluo finally couldn't withstand the immense stimulation. "

Ah!" she cried out, her vaginal walls contracting sharply, and a large amount of nectar gushed out, spraying onto Duan Yu's erect penis!

Duan Yu knew she had her first orgasm, enjoying the immense pleasure brought by the contraction of her vaginal walls, controlling his virginity to prevent it from leaking out.

He didn't want to end the journey so soon; such a beautiful woman had to be used to its fullest potential! Looking at Wang Mengluo in his arms, her eyes closed, enjoying the afterglow of pleasure, and remembering her identity, his lust surged again. Whether Wang Yuyan could have a threesome depended on whether he could conquer this beauty beneath him.

Although Wang Mengluo's body and mind had been conquered by him, she still retained a sense of restraint. Thinking that their lovemaking was over, she closed her eyes and said shyly, "

You little rascal, aren't you going to put me down?"

Duan Yu looked at her alluring appearance and once again seized her red lips, greedily sucking them! At the same time, he murmured, "

Our Zhou Gong ritual is not yet complete; how can this nephew give up halfway?" The penis still inside her felt the taut walls of her flesh relax slightly, knowing her orgasm was gradually subsiding!

Duan Yu cupped her firm, plump buttocks with both hands, lifting and releasing her while simultaneously thrusting slowly in and out with his waist! The thrusting wasn't as intense as before, but it incorporated the force of Wang Mengluo's weight. Each time, the massive glans plunged deep into the very depths of her honeyed orifice, and with this continuous, deeper penetration, Wang Mengluo's recently subsided desire was reignited!

Duan Yu... His hands kneaded her plump, semi-circular buttocks, which seemed to overflow with juice, enhancing the pleasure of their union!

Wang Mengluo's starry eyes were slightly closed, her cherry-red lips constantly exhaling fragrant breath, interspersed with soft moans of pleasure.

He couldn't resist capturing her soft red lips once more, greedily inhaling her breath, sucking her sweet saliva, and their tongues entwining!

At the same time, he supported her plump buttocks with his left hand, while his right hand forcefully squeezed her swollen breasts... His strong fingers vigorously rubbed her swollen nipples!

Each thrust of his scalding phallus brutally penetrated the deepest part of Wang Mengluo's womb! Her vaginal walls, thoroughly moistened with honey-like fluid, tightly gripped the shaft!

Wang Mengluo felt an overwhelming ecstasy; each thrust of that hot, thick phallus seemed to pierce her very soul, tearing away her chastity and restraint. She felt like a female beast in heat, reveling in the wild pleasure of this sexual encounter! "Mmm..." Duan Yu's tongue moved wildly, swirling around her... Her fragrant tongue sucked, her right hand frantically kneading her swollen breasts, her left hand digging deep into her plump, elastic buttocks, and with all her might, she thrust her rough glans deep into the very depths of her uterus.

Wang Mengluo could no longer withstand the intense stimulation from all sides; her tender vaginal walls contracted violently again, tightly gripping Duan Yu's entire thick, hot penis! As Duan Yu experienced ecstasy, his glans finally tingled, and his burning primordial energy gushed forth. It

was all over. Duan... Duan Yu looked at Wang Mengluo, who had collapsed into his arms. Wang Mengluo's cheeks were flushed, and her body was utterly exhausted. In such a short time, she had endured Duan Yu's advances again, leaving her utterly weary.

Looking at the filth on the ground, Wang Mengluo couldn't help but glare at Duan Yu. She had wanted him to conceal his identity, but at this rate, what kind of concealment was this? How would she explain herself when the servants came to clean up?

She thought to herself, "It seems I need to find some trusted confidants." Fortunately, Wang Mengluo's authority was formidable, and her subordinates dared not gossip. Duan Yu helped Wang Mengluo to her feet. After their encounter, they were both in a sorry state and needed to freshen up.

After a period of caressing, Wang Mengluo struggled to her feet and put on her clothes. Duan Yu, at the same time, put on his trousers. He wasn't wearing any clothes, leaving his upper body bare. Seeing this, Wang Mengluo didn't say anything to him. She gave Duan Yu a flirtatious wink and then left. Duan Yu, however... He sat alone at the table. A short while later, Wang Mengluo entered with four maids. The maids were visibly startled to see Duan Yu shirtless, but said nothing more than surprise. They

silently began clearing away the food and then left. During this time, Wang Mengluo and Duan Yu remained together. A maid brought water for Duan Yu to wash and dress.

Madam Wang then had a maid take Duan Yu to a room and prepare bathwater.

Duan Yu showed no surprise, knowing that Wang Mengluo must have given the order. After preparing the bathwater, the maid left the room, leaving Duan Yu alone.

Soaking in the hot water, Duan Yu's mind was filled with thoughts. It seemed Wang Mengluo had almost completely trained him. However, she still needed to work harder. Lost in thought, Duan Yu fell asleep. When he woke up, it was the maid who had brought him in who was calling him.

Only then did Duan Yu have time to carefully examine the maid.

"What's your name?" "

Duan Yu asked.

"My name is Lan'er, young master,"

the woman replied respectfully.

"That's what Madam told you,"

Duan Yu said with a wicked smile.

Lan'er blushed and looked at Duan Yu without speaking. She had been blushing ever since she saw Duan Yu's body. Madam's words to the four of them were very simple. It was that the four of them would serve this young master from now on. Although they were surprised by Madam's decision, they could only obey Madam's arrangement.

Seeing Lan'er's expression, Duan Yu understood what was going on and chuckled. Then, with Lan'er's shy help, he dressed. This scene was extremely enjoyable for Duan Yu.

No wonder people in ancient times liked to have maids serve them in bed; having someone to dress them made a difference.

Duan Yu had no desire for Lan'er; they weren't his targets for the time being. The best choices for serving him in bed were, of course, A'Zhu and A'Bi. Duan Yu believed that with the current situation, it would be much easier for him to seduce A'Zhu and A'Bi. Tomorrow, he would have Wang Mengluo act out a scene with him, and then he could take A'Zhu and A'Bi into his arms.

At this time, the sun had already set. However, Duan Yu's recent nap had left him wide awake. He decided to go for a walk. The Mandala Manor, situated by Taihu Lake, should offer a beautiful night view.

He dismissed Lan'er and went out alone. Reaching a garden, a white figure appeared before him. Upon seeing this person, Duan Yu was surprised. Wang Yuyan. What was she doing here at this hour? A thought quickly dawned on him; Wang Yuyan

must be missing her cousin Murong. A thought stirred within him. Murong Fu was currently absent, so he would certainly put in extra effort to woo Wang Yuyan. However, winning her over would be a bit more difficult. Taking

a few steps, Duan Yu had an idea.

"What is love in this world, that it makes people willing to die for each other? Like birds flying in pairs across the vast sky, their old wings enduring countless seasons. Joy in meeting, sorrow in parting, and among them, foolish lovers. If you have words to say, across ten thousand miles of layered clouds, a thousand mountains covered in snow at dusk, to whom does this solitary figure turn?" With this soft verse, Duan Yu walked out. Duan Yu, dressed like a scholar-wanderer, waved a folding fan.

"Who is it! Cousin, it's you!"

Wang Yuyan exclaimed, startled by Duan Yu's presence, but softened her tone upon seeing him.

"Cousin, is something troubling you?"

Duan Yu said with a smile.

Wang Yuyan blushed and glanced at Duan Yu shyly. She had indeed been thinking of Murong Fu. Hearing Duan Yu's poem, she understood that her cousin was deliberately teasing her.

Seeing Wang Yuyan's girlish demeanor, Duan Yu's heart skipped a beat. She truly was the most popular woman in *Tian Long Ba Bu*. Every smile and gesture of hers was captivating.

Duan Yu admired Wang Yuyan. Wang Yuyan's feelings for Murong Fu weren't really love. It was merely admiration. Within the small circle of the Murong family in Gusu, there was no comparison, no competition. Murong Fu was indeed the perfect youth idol, and Wang Yuyan simply identified herself as such, becoming his admirer. From then on, she always believed she was in love, constantly trying to regulate and guide the development of this affection.

Now that he had the chance, he wanted to change her love. However, she knew that her love for Murong Fu was actually fake.

"Auntie said you've never gone out. Have you ever thought about going out?"

Duan Yu changed the subject.

"Of course I want to, but Mother won't let me,"

Wang Yuyan said, her expression filled with longing.

"Don't you get bored staying at Mantuo Manor all day?"

Duan Yu continued to tempt her.

"No. In my free time, I can plant flowers and plants. I never go outside. What would I do outside? Mother won't let me go out either. I go to my aunt's 'Huanshi Water Pavilion' to read. I don't meet any outsiders there, just his friends, Brother Deng, Brother Gongye, Brother Bao, and Brother Feng. That way, I can do something for him in the future,"

Wang Yuyan said softly.

Wang Yuyan truly admired Murong Fu, constantly mentioning him.

"Him? Who are you referring to?"

Duan Yu asked with a smile.

Wang Yuyan blushed and didn't answer. She didn't understand why she had revealed her feelings earlier. Perhaps she was just too bored. She'd actually read almost all the books in Huanshi Water Pavilion. She knew those martial arts manuals by heart, but even so, she still couldn't help her cousin.

"I know even if you don't say it. You're talking about Murong Fu, right? He's my cousin too,"

Duan Yu said with a smile.

"How did you know?"

Wang Yuyan asked, surprised.

"Of course I know. I also know you learned the Huanshi Water Pavilion's manuals for your cousin's sake,"

Duan Yu said.

"What good would it do for me to read books for my cousin? Cousin Murong hasn't come to the manor in a long time. I wonder how he's doing now,"

Wang Yuyan said wistfully.

"Does your cousin know you like him?"

Duan Yu asked.

"I don't know. My cousin never talks to me about these things. Every time he's with me, he either talks about martial arts or national affairs. I… I hate martial arts,"

Wang Yuyan said.

"I hate martial arts too, but I have to learn it,"

Duan Yu said.

"Um, why is that?"

Wang Yuyan asked.

"The outside world isn't as simple as you think. Without good martial arts skills, you can't even protect the woman you love. A woman as beautiful as you, cousin, would be pursued by many heroes if she went out into the world,"

Duan Yu said.

"Why do you say that? I don't think I'm beautiful,"

Wang Yuyan said.

"Those who don't know the beauty of Zidu are blind. If this is true for men, how much more so for someone as stunningly beautiful as you, cousin? You must have heard too many compliments in your life and are tired of them,"

Duan Yu said.

A look of loneliness appeared in Wang Yuyan's eyes as she said, "No one has ever told me whether I'm beautiful or not. In this Mantuo Manor, besides my mother, everyone is a maid and servant. They only know that I'm a young lady. Who cares whether I'm beautiful or ugly?"

"It seems that you, cousin, are far removed from the world. When will your cousin take you out to see the world and travel the martial arts world?"

Duan Yu said.

"You really want to take me to travel the martial arts world? But even if you were willing, my mother wouldn't agree." " How do you know Aunt won't let you go out with me? If you want to go out, I certainly have a way to persuade Aunt," Duan

Yu said with a smile. "Really!" Wang Yuyan smiled. "Of course! But not now. I have some things to take care of here. I came here to learn martial arts from Aunt," Duan Yu said. "You're here to learn martial arts? What do you plan to learn?" Wang Yuyan asked. "What can I learn with my body?" Duan Yu said with a smile.

“I know you’re a master, cousin. Your temples are bulging; you must have made some breakthrough in your martial arts recently. Could you demonstrate your skills?”

Wang Yuyan asked.

“Of course, since you’ve read so many martial arts manuals, I might as well ask you for some pointers,”

Duan Yu said. He activated his Lingbo Weibu technique, pointing his sword finger. A vibrant flower was plucked from the ground by Duan Yu’s sword finger. He then used Lingbo Weibu to collect it.

“I know you like flowers, cousin. Please forgive me for wasting this beautiful flower,”

Duan Yu said.

“Cousin, you just used Lingbo Weibu and the Six Meridians Divine Sword,” Wang Yuyan said, staring at Duan

Yu in astonishment. “I did indeed use Lingbo Weibu and the Six Meridians Divine Sword,” Duan Yu said. “I didn’t expect you to be proficient in these two unique skills. Even the Huanshi Water Pavilion doesn’t have the Six Meridians Divine Sword and Lingbo Weibu,” Wang Yuyan said. "It was just a matter of chance. What do you think, cousin, should I learn now?" Duan Yu said. "Given your situation, cousin, you should learn some close-combat techniques. I'm not entirely sure, it's up to you to decide. Could you perhaps show me the Lingbo Weibu or Six Meridians Divine Sword manuals?" Wang Yuyan asked. "I don't have the Six Meridians Divine Sword manual, but I happen to have the Lingbo Weibu manual with me. If you want to see it, cousin, that's fine, but this manual is a bit..." Duan Yu deliberately only said half a sentence. The Lingbo Weibu manual was entirely filled with nude drawings. And the faces were exactly like Wang Yuyan's. If Wang Yuyan wanted to see it, Duan Yu would of course give it to her. He really wanted to know how Wang Yuyan would react when she saw the nude drawings. "A bit what, cousin?" Wang Yuyan asked疑惑地问道. "The Lingbo Weibu manual is a diagram of the meridians of a completely naked body, so I can't very well show it to you so abruptly, Yuyan," Duan Yu said. At this moment, a wicked thought crossed her mind; she was about to take the bait. Having read so many martial arts manuals, Wang Yuyan knew that most of them contained illustrations of naked bodies and acupoints. Therefore, Duan Yu was certain she would look at them. However, she didn't know that the Lingbo Weibu (Lingbo Steps) manual contained a drawing of her naked body. "So that's how it is, cousin, please let me see it. I've read so many manuals, of course I know this," Wang Yuyan said. "Since you've said so, Yuyan, then I'll give it to you," Duan Yu said, taking out his treasured Lingbo Weibu scroll from his robes. Wang Yuyan took it casually, and just as she opened a corner of the scroll, she suddenly exclaimed, "Ah!" Her face flushed with shyness. She glared at Duan Yu with a mixture of shame and anger. The scroll fell from her hands, but Duan Yu caught it. Wang Yuyan glared at Duan Yu with a mixture of shame and anger, "Cousin, you, you're so bad!" Wang Yuyan said angrily. This was the limit of Wang Yuyan's ability to curse. She had never been outside before, and she disdained to utter such insults. However, Duan Yu's drawing infuriated her. "Yu Yan, what makes you say that?" Duan Yu asked, feigning surprise. "Hmph, you still dare to talk back. Since you drew someone's picture like that, cousin, you're being too reckless," Wang Yu Yan said, her face like ice. "Yu Yan, you're wronging me. This picture is exactly how it is. How could I have done it intentionally? If you don't believe me, you can take another look." Duan Yu said, handing the scroll back to Wang Yu Yan. "I don't want to look," Wang Yu Yan said. "If you don't look, aren't you deliberately wronging me?" Duan Yu said, forcefully shoving the scroll into Wang Yu Yan's hands. Wang Yu Yan looked at the scroll in her hand, her curiosity ultimately prevailing. Her face flushed, she opened the scroll. Sure enough, the picture contained many acupuncture point diagrams, and the drawing was clearly quite old. It seemed it wasn't drawn by Duan Yu. Wang Yu Yan only glanced at it briefly before quickly throwing the scroll back to Duan Yu. Her heart pounded like a deer's. "How is it, Yu Yan? What do you think of the martial arts in this painting?" Duan Yu asked, his words carrying a double meaning. "Although I've only seen a little, the Lingbo Weibu (Lingbo Steps) is indeed a profound martial art, containing the sixty-four hexagrams of the I Ching. Each hexagram has many variations, making this footwork incredibly versatile," Wang Yu Yan said. "That's true," Duan Yu replied. "Since you want to learn martial arts, cousin, go find my mother and go to Huanshi Water Pavilion. There are many martial arts there; you're sure to find one you want," Wang Yu Yan said. After chatting with Wang Yu Yan for a while, Duan Yu and Wang Yu Yan parted ways. The next morning, Duan Yu went to find Wang Mengluo immediately. Wang Mengluo wasn't surprised to see Duan Yu. "How are those two little hussies?" Duan Yu asked. "They should still be in the fertilizer room," Wang Mengluo replied. Hearing Duan Yu's words, she immediately knew who he was referring to. It was none other than A'Zhu and A'Bi from the Murong family. This Duan Yu was indeed a playboy. "Didn't you promise to release them yesterday? Why are you disobeying again?" Duan Yu said coldly, deliberately. "I'll release them later, okay? These two girls need to be punished, otherwise the Murong family won't take Mandala Manor seriously," Wang Mengluo said. "In that case, let's release them together later," Duan Yu said. Then Duan Yu and Wang Mengluo went to the fertilizer room and entered. They saw an elderly woman disciplining the two girls, whipping them with a whip. Upon seeing this, Duan Yu was furious. He admired A'Zhu from the bottom of his heart, and when he came to Tianlong, A'Zhu was the one he most wanted to recruit. The beauty of A'Zhu in Tianlong was unforgettable to him. He immediately shouted, "Stop!" and simultaneously unleashed a sharp sword-like finger, pointing it at the old woman. The old woman was startled by Duan Yu's shout, and the whip in her hand could not be lashed out any further. Just then, Duan Yu pointed a finger at the old woman, and she immediately collapsed to the ground. Duan Yu appeared before Abi and Azhu. Seeing Azhu covered in wounds, Duan Yu's heart ached. He gently stroked Azhu's cheek, saying, "Compared to you, it's all my fault. I've made you suffer." Duan Yu's voice was incredibly affectionate. He was truly showing his feelings. Although he had always wanted to take advantage of the two women, he also didn't want to hurt them, just like with Ling'er. Duan Yu's love for Ling'er was genuine.

A'Zhu and A'Bi looked at Duan Yu, confused as to why he was there. They also couldn't understand why he was so sad; the tenderness and pity on his face were unmistakable.

"Young Master, what brings you here?"

A'Bi asked.

"The matter is a long story. Let me untie you first," Duan

Yu said, pointing at the ropes binding them. They immediately broke free. However, perhaps because the ropes were too tight, they collapsed to the ground as soon as their restraints were removed. Duan Yu immediately caught them in his arms, one on each side.

A'Bi blushed, as did A'Zhu. Their hearts were filled with tenderness.

"Young Master!"

A'Zhu called softly. She clearly wanted Duan Yu to release them, but Duan Yu, with his beautiful women in his arms, was reluctant to let them go. Moreover, their injuries prevented them from walking.

"Ah! Madam! Young Master, hurry!"

A'Zhu suddenly saw Wang Mengluo outside the door and exclaimed in surprise. Abi, hearing Azhu's cry, was just as shocked as when she saw Wang Mengluo.

They knew Wang's ruthlessness; no man who came here had a good ending. Wang hated men the most, especially people from Dali. Anyone from Dali who came to Suzhou and was discovered by Wang never had a good ending.

"Azhu, Abi, don't worry, everything will be alright!"

Duan Yu said softly.

"Grandma, this has nothing to do with the young master. Don't blame him. It's all our fault for bringing him here,"

Azhu said quickly to Madam Wang.

"Oh! It really was you! You two little hussies! Murong Fu is a weasel-faced fox, but you two are like this too. You don't respect my Mandala Manor at all. Bringing people to my Mandala Manor without permission, do you think you'll have a good ending?"

Madam Wang deliberately turned cold and said sternly.

Azhu and Abi were even more shocked. They felt they were the ones who had harmed Duan Yu.

"Alright. Aunt, don't scare them anymore,"

Duan Yu said to Wang Mengluo.

Hearing this, Azhu and Abi were puzzled. They looked at Duan Yu in surprise. Aunt! How could this be? Didn't their great-aunt only have one nephew, Young Master Murong?

"Young Master, what... what's going on!"

Abi said.

"I'll tell you later. It's all my fault for ignoring you while catching up with my aunt."

Duan Yu finished speaking and picked them up, one on each side, and walked outside. The two girls were immediately embarrassed. A blush crept onto their faces.

They secretly glanced at Madam Wang and, seeing that she didn't say anything, felt a huge weight lifted from their hearts. At the same time, they wondered what kind of relative Duan Yu was to Madam Wang, since even Young Master Murong wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous around her.

Duan Yu led the two girls to a room, asked Wang Mengluo for some medicine, and then left,

leaving Azhu and Abi in the room.

"Sister Azhu, who exactly is Young Master Duan?"

Abi asked Azhu.

"I don't know either, he's really mysterious. Since he knows my background, no matter who he is, I need to know who my parents are,"

Azhu said.

"Yes, why does Auntie indulge him so much? Even when our Young Master Murong came here, Auntie had a cold look on her face,"

Abi said.

The two women were applying medicine to each other, looking at their injuries and sighing sadly.

"Auntie is so heartless. If it weren't for Young Master's arrival today, we might have become fertilizer,"

Abi said.

"Keep your voice down, it wouldn't be good if Auntie heard us. But this time, we really owe Young Master a lot,"

Azhu said.

"Why did Young Master have that kind of expression just now?"

Abi asked.

"You mean that tenderness he showed at the beginning? I don't know either, I think it's because he likes our Abi that he acted that way,"

Azhu teased.

"No, that's not it. I only like our young master Murong. And the way I looked at young master Duan was clearly directed at you, Sister Azhu. I think the young master must have fallen for you. Otherwise, he wouldn't have spoken to you first when he came in,"

Abi said.

"Oh, Abi, you're not jealous, are you?"

Azhu said with a smile.

"No, that's not it. Who would respect servants like us?"

Abi pouted and said with a sad expression.

"Abi, don't say that. If you put it that way, then I'm the same. I'm also young master Murong's maid. Besides, Madam Murong said that if we wanted to leave the Murong family, we could do so anytime. Young master Murong didn't treat us like maids either,"

Azhu said.

“We don’t know where our young master is right now. Brother Bao said that a lot of things have happened in the martial arts world recently, and many people from various sects have died. They all died using methods they knew themselves. So the martial arts world is pointing the finger at our young master. Everyone says that only Young Master Murong’s ‘Shifting Stars’ technique, using their own methods against them, could achieve that,”

Abi said quietly.

“With Young Master Murong’s martial arts skills, there shouldn’t be any problem. If you really want to go out and see, then let’s go out and find our young master,”

Azhu said.

“Yes, let’s go out with Young Master Duan. Young Master Duan is so kind, he will definitely take us out. Ouch, that hurts!”

Abi said. In her excitement, she touched her wound and immediately cried out.

“Serves you right, who told you to forget your injury when you thought of Young Master Murong?”

Azhu said with a smile.

“Okay, Sister Azhu, you’re right. I’m coming.”

Abi suddenly pounced on Azhu. Immediately, two muffled groans came out at the same time. Both of them were already injured, and with this pressure, of course they couldn’t take it.

"A'Zhu, are you done yet?"

Duan Yu knocked on the door after a while.

"Almost done, almost done,"

A'Zhu rolled her eyes at A'Bi. The two hurriedly applied medicine to each other's bodies.

After a while, they were finally finished, and Duan Yu opened the door after receiving their reply. Actually, Duan Yu hadn't left at all; he had been listening to their conversation from outside, finding it amusing. A'Bi and A'Zhu seemed to be used to bickering. Even when they were injured, they still bickered, and the groans they let out were enough to make Duan Yu's heart pound.

Two charming vixens! Although their voices weren't very loud, what could he do when his skills were so high? Even if he wanted to ignore it, he couldn't.

"A'Zhu, how are you?"

Duan Yu said softly.

"Thank you for your concern, Young Master Duan,"

A'Zhu said.

"This time, you two really suffered."

" Young

Master, why do you say that? It has nothing to do with you at all. We should be thanking you. If it weren't for you, we would have become fertilizer for the flowers,"

A'Zhu said.

"As long as you two don't blame me, that's fine,"

Duan Yu said.

Duan Yu chatted with the two for a while, told them to rest well, and then took his leave.

He went to Wang Mengluo's room.

"Mengluo, you mentioned Huanshi Water Pavilion, now you should take me to see it,"

Duan Yu said directly, stating his purpose.

"You want to see it so soon?"

Madam Wang said.

"Of course, the sooner the better,"

Duan Yu said.

"In that case, come with me,"

Madam Wang said, and walked out of the room. Duan Yu silently followed.

They came to a room, which was similar to the other rooms. Madam Wang went in without stopping, turned a candlestick, and then the door holding the candlestick flipped open. Madam Wang went in first.

Inside, there was a downward stone staircase. After going down to the bottom, it was quite dark. Wang Mengluo suddenly spoke up: "Everyone in the world only knows that the Murong family's 'Star Shift' technique can turn the tables on someone else, but they don't know that the Murong family is able to do that because of all the martial arts in the world."

"Mengluo, what makes you say that?"

Duan Yu asked.

"Hmph, the Murong family is able to do that because of the martial arts here,"

Wang Mengluo said.

Suddenly, Wang Mengluo took out a tinderbox and lit a wick on the stone wall beside her. A flicker of light appeared, and in an instant, the entire stone chamber was illuminated. Only then did Duan Yu see the whole picture inside.

Duan Yu took a few steps, surveying the books on the shelves. They were truly dazzling. The shelves were clearly marked, divided into five directions: east, south, west, north, and center. He first went to the east shelf, where the first shelf was labeled "Central Plains, the Thirteen Major Sects of the East," from north to south: Shandong Penglai, Jinan Flying Knife, Jinling Jinsha, Jiangsu Salt Gang… etc.

Continuing forward, he reached the South Pavilion shelf, paying particular attention to the Dali Duan Clan. The label stated: "The Dali Duan Clan's Six Meridian Divine Sword is undoubtedly the best martial art in the world, but alas, I have no chance to see its face, a great regret…" Below were the words "lacking the One-Finger Divine Skill, a great regret," the writing blurred, indicating its antiquity. Given the dim light of the small room, the blurred writing was to be expected! Yi Chen was greatly surprised and continued to the bookshelf in the north section. The first shelf was prominently labeled: "Beggar Clan, the largest clan in the world. Beggar Clan disciples are all over the world. Everyone knows the two great martial arts of the

Beggar Clan: the Dog-Beating Staff Technique." Below were the essentials of the Dog-Beating Staff Technique and the key points of its practice, accompanied by vivid illustrations for clarity. Then there was another empty shelf, labeled: "Missing the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms Technique, a great pity." "Duan Zhengchun's techniques aren't here,"

Madam Wang said, noticing Duan Yu's attention. "By the way, husband, where did you learn the Lingbo Steps you used last time?"

"Guess!" Duan Yu

said with a wicked smile.

"Did you go to Wuliang Mountain?"

Madam Wang frowned and suddenly spoke.

"Exactly! I obtained my Lingbo Steps in Wuliang Mountain. The martial arts here should be from the caves of Wuliang Mountain. Of course, after I went there by chance, I didn't see these techniques,"

Duan Yu said.

"The martial arts here were indeed brought from the Wuliang Mountain cave. But I don't remember having the Lingbo Weibu manual there,"

Wang Mengluo said, frowning.

"That's because you didn't look carefully,"

Duan Yu simply replied. She didn't want to mention that Li Canghai had added these later.

"Then you take a look first. I'll go take a look from the side,"

Wang Mengluo said, walking aside.

Duan Yu immediately began looking at the manuals; he couldn't waste so many. He browsed through all the manuals, regardless of their type.

Duan Yu first looked at the Shaolin martial arts. An entire row was filled with Shaolin martial arts manuals, a whole line of Shaolin Temple's ultimate techniques and treasures, but at the end it said the Yi Jin Jing was missing. Actually, Duan Yu had his reasons for looking at these martial arts; he was certain he would obtain Wu Yazi's Wuxiang Divine Skill in the future. With the Wuxiang Divine Skill, he could have chosen not to learn these martial arts, but since the Linglong Chess Game hadn't started yet, he decided to memorize these martial arts first. After 10-18

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, it should be even more convenient to use in conjunction with the Formless Divine Skill. Duan Yu reads extremely fast, mostly skimming, but he has been searching for a martial art. The "Star Shift" technique, however, clearly disappointed him; it wasn't here.

"Meng Luo, is there any martial art from the Murong family here?"

Duan Yu asked, walking to Madam Wang's side.

"No! I knew you wanted to learn the Murong family's 'Star Shift.' Do you think Murong Bo would so easily reveal the 'Star Shift' technique? If they weren't my only relatives, I would never have shown them this martial art,"

Wang Meng Luo said coldly, her tone filled with deep anger.

"What do you mean? I'd like to know,"

Duan Yu said.

"After I was abandoned by Duan Zhengchun, I moved all the secret manuals from Wuliang Mountain and established this Mandala Manor. As a woman managing so many manuals, of course I needed someone to help me. So I approached my only relative, the Murong family. But they were just wolves in sheep's clothing. For so many years, Murong Bo only used my Huanshi Water Pavilion as a place to read. Especially after Murong Bo's death, hmph, the Murong family even bullied my Mandala Manor,"

Wang Mengluo said.

"Mengluo, you're wrong. Murong Bo isn't dead!"

Duan Yu said.

"What! Not dead! Are you sure!"

Wang Mengluo said.

"Of course, he's currently at Shaolin Temple,"

Duan Yu said with a wicked smile.

"You mean he's hiding in Shaolin Temple? The Murong family is still fighting for their faint dream of restoring their kingdom. It's laughable, is the world so easily overthrown?"

Madam Wang said.

"Since there's no 'Star Shift' here, there should be martial arts from the Free and Unfettered Sect, right? Do you have the Lesser Formless Skill here?"

Duan Yu asked.

"You even know about the Lesser Formless Skill? It seems you really know a lot,"

Wang Mengluo said.

"These aren't secrets, but I know your Lesser Formless Skill is definitely incomplete,"

Duan Yu said.

"Since you know all this, why are you asking?"

Madam Wang said in surprise.

"Incomplete, and then I'll stop worrying about Wang Mengluo and start looking at the Lesser Formless Skill. I want it too. This time, a Tibetan monk came from Dali Kingdom. Kumārajīva said he wanted to exchange the Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts for the Six Meridians Divine Sword of Tianlong Temple. It's a pity. Others don't know, but I understand that these so-called Seventy-Two Arts are the Lesser Formless Skill that Murong Bo passed on to Kumārajīva."

Duan Yu said.

"How did you know that?"

Wang Mengluo's curiosity was piqued by Duan Yu.

"It's a secret! Want to know? Hehe. I'll tell you next time."

Duan Yu smiled wickedly as he began to memorize martial arts manuals.

One after another, Duan Yu's memory was already terrifying in modern society. Now, having learned various internal energy cultivation methods, his memory was even stronger than before. Wang Mengluo's face was full of astonishment. She saw Duan Yu flip through one book quickly, then put it down and immediately went to another.

"Husband, you can learn the martial arts by reading like this. Anyway, the manuals are all here, why are you in such a hurry?"

Madam Wang said with a smile.

"This is my forte. Let me tell you, when my martial arts were not good, I was the number one thief in the world. This kind of speed memorization is just a piece of cake."

Duan Yu said.

"The number one thief in the world! I've never heard of that."

Wang Mengluo said in surprise.

“That’s because you’re ignorant. Alright, give me the Lesser Formless Skill in a moment. Although you don’t have the complete manual, a part of it is enough for me,”

Duan Yu said.

Seeing Duan Yu’s insistence, Wang Mengluo immediately went to a bookshelf, took down a gold-embossed manual from the top, and handed it to Duan Yu.

Duan Yu took it without hesitation, his heart pounding with excitement. When he opened the first page of the gold-embossed manual, a clear smile appeared on Duan Yu’s face.

Wang Mengluo, however, didn’t understand why Duan Yu was so excited. She knew about this Formless Skill manual. It was just an incomplete copy, not the whole thing.

In fact, their two encounters had already made Wang Mengluo infatuated with Duan Yu. Duan Yu’s various positions in bed brought her endless pleasure, far surpassing what Duan Zhengchun could offer. Those shameful positions made her heart flutter just thinking about them. So Duan Yu didn’t actually need to be so wary of her.

However, our Duan Yu was unaware of this. Having thoroughly read Tian Long Ba Bu, Duan Yu had always suspected that there was a secret within the novel. A secret researched in *Tian Long Ba Bu* (The Legend of the Condor Heroes): the secret of the Xiaoyao Sect. The establishment of the Xiaoyao Sect, and its highest martial art, the *Xiaoyao Jue* (Free and Easy Technique)!

Just the "Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies, I Alone Am Supreme" mastered by Tianshan Tong is already an extraordinary feat. The "Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies, I Alone Am Supreme" is also known as the "Eternal Youth and Longevity Technique," its power is unimaginable. Duan Yu desperately wanted to learn this technique. However, Duan Yu knew the Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts were far more than what was on the surface. It's said that all martial arts originated from Shaolin, but at this time, Shaolin's martial arts were far less powerful than the Xiaoyao Sect's.

His goal was the secret manual he possessed. Duan Yu believed that since he had come to *Tian Long Ba Bu*, he could definitely unravel this mystery.

"Mengluo, I want to ask you a question, what exactly is Li Canghai to you?"

Duan Yu suddenly spoke to Wang Mengluo beside him.

"Li Canghai! How do you know Li Canghai!"

Upon hearing Duan Yu's words, Wang Mengluo's expression suddenly changed drastically. Her face turned deathly pale. Her expression was extremely cold, and her heart was trembling. How could Duan Yu know so many secrets? Wang

Mengluo absolutely refused to believe that the Langhuan Blessed Land in Wuliang Mountain would have any information about Li Canghai.

Duan Yu moved swiftly, using the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique). He pressed a finger against Wang Mengluo's 'Zhangmen' acupoint, instantly freezing her in place.

"Mengluo, what do you mean by this?"

Duan Yu smiled wickedly, putting his arm around Wang Mengluo's waist.

"Where did you learn about Li Canghai?"

Wang Mengluo asked.

"Oh, so I can't know about Li Canghai? To be honest, Mengluo, who is Li Canghai to you? I really want to know. Is she your mother?" "

Duan Yu's fingers climbed onto Wang Mengluo's breasts as he spoke, his hands gently kneading them.

At this moment, Duan Yu truly wanted to know the relationship between Li Canghai and Wang Mengluo. This was perhaps the most complicated relationship in the entire Tianlong series. According to the deduction, Li Canghai should be Wang Mengluo's mother, but Duan Yu's sudden question had elicited such a strong reaction from Wang Mengluo. Therefore, Duan Yu was even more eager to know whether she was indeed Wang Mengluo's mother!

Although Wang Mengluo was making a series of soft moans from Duan Yu's mischievous hands, this time she truly remained silent and refused to answer his question. The more she acted this way, the more confused Duan Yu became.

Wang Yuyan's appearance was so similar to the jade carving in the Wuliang Mountain cave, and Wang Mengluo's secret manual was indeed taken from the Wuliang Mountain cave. Whether the deduction was true or not depended on Wang Mengluo's reply."

(Note! I haven't shouted anything for a while because I didn't want to waste everyone's paid chapters. Now I'll shout it out, and everyone should understand by now. Now it's time to decide whether Li Canghai is a virgin or not. Everyone, please vote enthusiastically! Virgin or mature woman! Mother and daughter threesome! Or grandmother and granddaughter threesome? It all depends on your reactions, brothers!)

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Wang Mengluo gritted her teeth and refused to tell Duan Yu. Duan Yu knew that unless he let her experience that intoxicating taste again, he would hardly know the secret he wanted.

His hands slipped inside Wang Mengluo's clothes, caressing her delicate skin.

He pulled Wang Mengluo's head close to his, then opened his mouth and kissed her, a domineering French kiss ensuing once more. Duan Yu's hands also caressed her breasts, shaping them in various ways.

It was a long time before Duan Yu released Wang Mengluo. Wang Mengluo gasped for breath. Although she had experienced Duan Yu's domineering French kisses several times before, each experience still made her tremble deeply. The breathtaking beauty was something she could never forget.

"Mengluo, tell me the answer I want to know,"

Duan Yu said, his right hand already on the sash of Wang Mengluo's robe, gently pulling open one of the strings.

Wang Mengluo trembled slightly, her alluring eyes looking at Duan Yu. She didn't know how to answer. Li Canghai was a taboo for her. An unforgettable taboo.

"Husband, please... spare... me, I... won't... tell,"

Wang Mengluo gasped.

"Is that so? Are you sure you won't tell? Mengluo, then don't blame me. Don't worry, this time I'll definitely let you reach the highest peak. I'll let you know what true enjoyment is!"

Duan Yu finished speaking and pulled open another rope, and Wang Mengluo's clothes immediately came undone.

However, Duan Yu didn't completely remove her clothes, but only opened the middle. Revealing Wang Mengluo's red silk bodice. Suddenly, a silver dagger appeared in Duan Yu's hand. He gently slid the dagger along Wang Mengluo's body, along with the hilt. Wang Mengluo's heart trembled, a sense of tension and an inexplicable excitement pierced her mind. Duan Yu's dagger came to the rope of Wang Mengluo's bodice, and he gently brushed past one of the ropes. It broke. But Duan Yu didn't cut the other rope; instead, he moved the dagger to the position of the bodice,

near the "Goddess Peak." The icy sensation stimulated Wang Mengluo; she didn't know what Duan Yu was going to do. Duan Yu's dagger moved around the "Goddess Peak" for a while, then slid down, past Wang Mengluo's bodice, and above her skirt. The tip of the dagger turned, gently hooking the knot. Soon, Wang Mengluo appeared completely disheveled before Duan Yu's eyes.

Her skirt was half-open, hanging on one arm, and her bodice was also half-open, revealing her full "Goddess Peak."

Her smooth thighs were exposed, and her small trousers had been pulled aside, revealing a dark, dense forest.

Duan Yu had already sheathed the dagger. His lips pressed against Wang Mengluo's, and his left hand slipped inside her open breasts.

Wang Mengluo was already languidly moaning, her dark forest overflowing with desire. She looked at Duan Yu expectantly, longing for comfort. But Duan Yu continued his actions, determined to completely conquer this beauty before him.

His fingers brushed past the small piece of silk trousers, revealing her round, plump buttocks. Beneath the transparent fabric, the dark, slender, inverted triangle-shaped mons pubis was faintly visible, utterly alluring.

Duan Yu's right hand continued to knead Wang Mengluo's breasts, while his left hand brazenly slipped inside her panties, its fingers wandering and caressing around her vulva. He rubbed the two moist labia with his fingers, occasionally teasing her slightly protruding clitoris. His middle finger gently slid into the crevice of her vulva, provoking Wang Mengluo to the point that her body swayed slightly, and waves of lustful fluid flowed out, accompanied by soft moans.

"Oh...ah...so beautiful...you naughty young master...don't torture me...I...can't take it...ah...ah...faster..."

Duan Yu ripped open her small panties, revealing Wang Mengluo's delicate, snow-white body, her flat, smooth abdomen, and the mysterious garden below her abdomen covered with thick pubic hair. The dense pubic hair covered her alluring and mysterious vulva, with a thin, pink slit clearly visible in the middle.

Wang Mengluo's beautiful face, red lips and pink neck, firm and full breasts and rounded buttocks, first-class figure and proud measurements would make any man's heart flutter.

"Mengluo, come and serve me."

Duan Yu released Wang Mengluo's pressure points, but Wang Mengluo glared at him. Then she slowly squatted down, her hands trembling as she grasped Duan Yu's large and firm penis through his pants.

She pulled down Duan Yu's pants, revealing his large penis. Wang Mengluo knelt down, imitating the posture of a lamb kneeling to suckle, her jade hands grasping the erect and hot penis. First, she slowly stroked it back and forth, then gently licked the glans with her tongue, and then swallowed the whole fiery red sausage. Her slender hands were not idle either; they gently kneaded the two testicles under the penis, while her cherry-like mouth began to swallow and spit out Duan Yu's hot and firm penis, busy and happy.

"Mengluo, you're really good! Want it? If you want it, come and get it yourself," Duan Yu

said with a wicked smile. He then stripped off all his clothes.

Wang Mengluo spat out the enormous penis in her mouth, knowing she couldn't live without this wicked man before her.

Wang Mengluo's naked and alluring body straddled Duan Yu's waist. She leaned forward, raising her beautiful buttocks, her wet, lustful vulva aligned with his erect penis. Then, grasping his penis with her right hand and using her left index and middle fingers to part her labia, she slowly sat down. Unexpectedly, even just inserting the glans sent a jolt through Wang Mengluo 's body.

The weight combined with the pleasure of penetration made her cry out immediately. "Ugh!"

She braced herself against Duan Yu's firm chest, catching her breath. Duan Yu, quick-witted, stood up, embraced Wang Mengluo, and smoothly thrust the rest of his penis into her alluring vulva. This sudden action by Duan Yu brought Wang Mengluo's lust to another peak.

"Ah...you...husband...you're going to fuck Menglu to death...oh..." The two assumed the position of Guanyin sitting on a lotus, and Wang Menglu began to slowly sway her beautiful buttocks up and down, enjoying the long-lost pleasure of intercourse. They continued

this intercourse. After dozens of thrusts, Wang Menglu was drenched in fragrant sweat, panting heavily. She grasped her full breasts with both hands, kneading them incessantly, letting out excited moans as she relived the pleasure of male-female intercourse.

"Mmm...so beautiful...oh...it's been so long since I've felt this way...ah..." The beautiful Wang Menglu was no longer the dignified and virtuous woman she once was; now she was simply a thirsty, resentful woman yearning for someone to satisfy her inner desires. Wang Menglu's vaginal fluids flowed continuously from the entrance of her Peach Blossom Cave, soaking Duan Yu's pubic hair, her tight vagina causing Duan Yu to cry out in pleasure.

"Oh... Mengluo... I love you so much... Oh... Oh... Your pussy is so tight... It feels so good... It feels so good..." Indeed, although Wang Mengluo had given birth, her pussy was still tight.

Hearing Duan Yu's praise, coupled with the "plop" "plop" sounds of their genitals intercourse, Wang Mengluo's lust was aroused even more. She swayed her shapely buttocks up and down, her plump labia tightly gripping Duan Yu's penis. Duan Yu felt that with each thrust of Wang Mengluo's labia, it penetrated to the very tip. He thrust his abdomen, moving his penis to meet Wang Mengluo's pussy, while his hands also played with Huang Rong's swaying breasts.

While praising and playing with her, Wang Mengluo's tender nipples were teased until they were hard and erect. Her eyes were languid, her cherry lips slightly parted, and she gasped repeatedly, "Oh...so comfortable...so...so pleasurable...ah...it's...it's coming...oh...I can't...I can't take it anymore...oh...oh..." Wang Mengluo was overwhelmed by the tingling sensation, and in an instant, a large amount of lustful fluid gushed from her flower core.

But Duan Yu remained as hard as iron! Duan Yu withdrew his erection and looked at Wang Mengluo, who was lying limp and powerless on top of him. Duan Yu

gently kissed the sweat-drenched Huang Rong, using one hand to brush her disheveled hair and the other to caress her smooth, snow-white flesh.

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Wang Mengluo's naked, curvaceous, and sexy body was right in front of Duan Yu. Her two snow-white breasts rose and fell with her breath, and her secret garden below her abdomen was quite messy from the recent storm. Her moist vulva was slightly open, and her tender, red labia parted like blooming petals, seemingly tempting Duan Yu to penetrate her again.

He gently sucked on her red and alluring nipples, while his fingers reached between her legs, gently stroking the thick pubic hair. Then he inserted his middle finger into Huang Rong's honey hole, teasing it bit by bit. Wang Mengluo was aroused to the point of numbness all over her body, moaning softly.

"Mmm...mmm...oh...oh..."

Duan Yu then turned around, forming a 69 position with Wang Mengluo's head and feet facing each other. He buried his entire head between Wang Mengluo's thighs, his slippery, wet tongue skillfully exploring that moist forbidden area. He teased her tender, erect clitoris, causing Wang Mengluo's lust to rise again, and her juices to flow freely.

"Oh...husband...good little brother...Mengluo wants...I want to be played to death by you..."

Wang Mengluo's body was so numb that she couldn't control herself. Seeing a strong, throbbing penis in front of her, she opened her sexy little mouth without thinking and took it in, then frequently licked it with her soft tongue.

He turned to face Wang Mengluo, whose eyes were filled with lust and whose cheeks were flushed. With his left hand, he parted her moist, red labia, while his right hand gripped his thick, large penis, pressing it against her vulva. He then stroked the head of his penis up and down against her clitoris. After a moment, Wang Mengluo's desire was aroused again, and she desperately needed someone to cool her down with a penis.

"Oh…husband…stop playing with me…good husband…I want…I…come in quickly…ah…" "Call me Brother Yu! And tell me, who is Li Canghai to you?" Duan Yu said.

Wang Mengluo was both ashamed and anxious. She said coquettishly, "Brother Yu, don't force Mengluo, okay? Mengluo wants it~!"

"If you don't tell me, I won't satisfy you. Tell me quickly, is Li Canghai your mother or not!"

Duan Yu continued to tease Wang Mengluo with his erect penis.

"I've already given you my body, and you…you're still teasing me like this, Brother Yu, don't force me,"

Wang Mengluo said coquettishly.

"No, Mengluo, you must tell me."

Duan Yu finished speaking and began to scrape vigorously with his erect penis.

"Ugh... Brother Yu... ugh... give... give it to me... give it to me..."

Wang Mengluo said breathlessly.

"So, will you tell me or not?"

Duan Yu continued to ask.

"Mengluo will tell you~!...Don't treat Mengluo like this anymore...Li Canghai isn't my mother...~!"

Wang Mengluo said, panting heavily.

Hearing Wang Mengluo say this, Duan Yu's thoughts were finally settled. He believed what Wang Mengluo said! "Mengluo, remember to tell me the whole truth later." After Duan Yu

finished speaking, he aimed at the middle of Wang Mengluo's wet and delicate red petals and thrust hard, "plop," the whole thing went in, and Wang Mengluo let out a satisfied moan. "Mmm...good...Brother Yu...you really know how to fuck...mmm...harder...harder...it feels so good...hum...deeper...oh...Mengluo...it's so...so comfortable...oh...I'm going to die...mmm..."

Duan Yu grabbed Huang Rong's open legs with both hands and began to deeply cultivate Wang Mengluo's fertile field with the "nine shallow and one deep" method. Wang Mengluo's plump, shapely buttocks swayed up and down to meet Duan Yu's powerful thrusts. She frequently tilted her head back to glance at Duan Yu's thick, large penis, watching him thrust in and out of her body. Her two delicate, red labia majora flipped in and out with each stroke, making Wang Mengluo moan with pleasure.

She completely let loose and began to groan loudly. "Ah...good brother...Mengluo is being...fucked to death...again...deeper...don't tease me...oh...oh...it's so beautiful..."

The entire secret room was filled with a spring-like atmosphere. Besides the "plop" sounds of their intercourse, there were only the moans of the adulterous couple on the floor.

Wang Mengluo was completely captivated by Duan Yu's advances, her whole body seemingly melting, involuntarily moaning.

"Oh... Brother Yu... You're killing Mengluo... Brother Yu... I'm coming again... I'm... I'm going to cum... Dear brother... Oh... I'm going to die... Ah..."

Wang Mengluo's body reflexively arched, and at the same time, she let out a soft cry. Her vagina suddenly sucked on Duan Yu's penis, and a stream of warm, lustful fluid gushed out. Duan Yu's glans was not to be outdone, and it also sprayed out a large amount of hot semen, filling Wang Mengluo's honey pot that had been violated. The ground was a mess of their semen and lustful fluids. Duan Yu gently held Wang Mengluo after her cumming, and a satisfied smile appeared on her lips.

The mature and alluring beauty, Wang Mengluo, was completely captivated by Duan Yu's sturdiness. Drenched in fragrant sweat, she nestled against Duan Yu's strong chest like a docile kitten, saying coquettishly, "Brother Yu, you're so good. Mengluo is so happy."

"Mengluo, you're good too," Duan

Yu said with a wicked smile, caressing Wang Mengluo.

"Brother Duan, why do you want to know Li Canghai's identity? And where did you find out about her?"

Wang Mengluo asked softly.

"Because it's very important to me. As for why I know about Li Canghai, I'll tell you later,"

Duan Yu said. Of course, he cared about Li Canghai's identity; it concerned whether she was a virgin. Li Canghai, a fairy-like figure in Tianlong, should ideally be a virgin. Only then would she be worthy of her status.

"Brother Yu, you're so naughty,"

Wang Mengluo said coquettishly.

"How could I conquer you if I wasn't naughty?! Tell me, I want to hear the truth!" Duan Yu said

with a wicked smile, pinching Wang Mengluo's breasts.

“Actually, Li Canghai is my second aunt,”

Wang Mengluo said, giving Duan Yu the answer he wanted to know.

“Your second aunt?! Then what is Li Qiushui to you?”

Duan Yu asked, his heart tightening. He hoped Wang Mengluo wasn't Li Qiushui's daughter. That wouldn't be good either. Ideally, Li Qiushui would be a virgin. But given Li Qiushui's age, Wang Mengluo shouldn't be her daughter. Li Qiushui's face was injured by Tian Shang Tong Nian, so she left Wu Ya Zi for Xi Xia. Therefore, she shouldn't be her daughter.

“Li Qiushui is also my eldest aunt,”

Wang Yuyan said.

“Your eldest aunt! You mean Li Qiushui, Li Canghai, and your mother are three sisters, not the two sisters of legend?”

Duan Yu said in surprise.

“Legend? I've never heard of that. You know, very few people in the martial arts world know anything about my mother and aunts,”

Wang Mengluo said in surprise.

“Anyway, it's fine if you know it's a legend. Now tell me carefully about your mother. What is your mother's name?”

Duan Yu asked.

“My mother’s name is Li Yuqiu, and she’s Li Canghai’s sister,”

Wang Mengluo said.

“Since she’s Li Canghai’s sister, why did you react that way when I mentioned Li Canghai earlier? What’s going on?”

Duan Yu asked.

“There’s a secret involved. I’m not entirely sure, but for some reason, my mother had a conflict with Aunt Li Canghai, and the three of them stopped seeing each other. However, my mother knows many things. She told me the secret of the Wuliang Mountain cave after she died,”

Wang Mengluo said vaguely.

“Is that so?”

Duan Yu said, puzzled. But judging from Wang Mengluo’s expression, she didn’t seem to be lying. It seemed that Wang Mengluo really didn’t know that part of the story. Duan Yu didn’t care much about these things, as long as he knew that Li Canghai was a virgin.

After caressing each other for a while, Duan Yu and Wang Mengluo put on their clothes. Wang Mengluo looked at Duan Yu with resentment. It turned out that her bodice had been torn by Duan Yu and was no longer wearable. She had to put the bodice away, and her two firm nipples clearly pushed up the fabric. Upon seeing this, Duan Yu burst into laughter, which only made Wang Mengluo playfully scold him.

Just as the two were teasing each other, footsteps suddenly entered. Wang Mengluo was startled! Only two people in the Mandala Manor knew its secret: herself and her daughter, Wang Yuyan. It must be Wang Yuyan who had come at this time. The footsteps were soft yet natural, clearly not the kind of footsteps a martial arts master should possess. She

quickly distanced herself from Duan Yu, and sure enough, Wang Yuyan entered shortly after.

"Oh, cousin, mother, you're here too,"

Wang Yuyan said, surprised to see them. Suddenly, she wrinkled her nose as a pungent smell entered. She couldn't help but sniff hard, trying to pinpoint the source.

She felt the smell was familiar. Suddenly, as if remembering something, her cheeks flushed. She suddenly remembered the smell of her first time, a scent that seemed similar to this one.

However, after blushing, she didn't dwell on it.

"Yan'er, what brings you here?"

Wang Yuyan asked somewhat awkwardly.

"It's been a long time since I've been here. I had nothing to do outside, so I came to take a look. By the way, Mom, are you helping your cousin choose a martial arts manual?"

Wang Yuyan asked with a smile.

"Yes, your cousin has very high standards; most of the martial arts here don't meet his criteria,"

Wang Mengluo said.

"Indeed, martial arts are about quality, not quantity. With my cousin's Lingbo Weibu and the Dali Six Meridians Divine Sword, he's already very powerful. I think he should even be proficient in the One-Finger Divine Skill. I deduce that the One-Finger Divine Skill is the foundation for practicing the Six Meridians Divine Sword,"

Wang Yuyan said.

Hearing Wang Yuyan's words, Duan Yu was even more astonished. No wonder she was a martial arts prodigy in *Tian Long Ba Bu*. She could deduce the secrets of the Six Meridians Divine Sword simply from some ancient texts. Wang Yuyan was truly in love with Murong Fu; otherwise, with her talent, she would undoubtedly be a peerless genius if she practiced martial arts on her own.

"My cousin is indeed extraordinary. She could guess the secrets of the Six Meridians Divine Sword just by guessing,"

Duan Yu praised.

Wang Yuyan smiled, secretly glancing at her mother. She stuck out her tongue at Duan Yu. Her mother used to hate it when she talked about martial arts. Although she allowed her to come and watch, she forbade her to discuss it freely in front of her. It was surprising that her mother would tolerate her speaking like this today.

Seeing Wang Yuyan's expression, Duan Yu's heart stirred. He hadn't expected Wang Yuyan to show such a cute side. It seemed it was because she hadn't had enough contact with the outside world. He was determined to cultivate her true nature. Wasn't being pure and cute a good thing? Such indecisiveness was not what Duan Yu liked.

Soon

, the food Wang Yuyan brought in was devoured by Duan Yu, and a bottle of wine was also drunk clean. The wine of ancient times was truly excellent; if Duan Yu wasn't mistaken, it must be Du Kang wine. Truly top-quality.

Seeing Duan Yu's still unsatisfied expression, Wang Yuyan laughed again.

"Cousin, do you want more? Yuyan will make some for you,"

Wang Yuyan said.

"Make? Yuyan, you mean you made all of this?"

Duan Yu asked, speechless.

"Yes, I made it all. How was it? Did it suit your taste, cousin?"

Wang Yuyan said.

"Of course it did! I was just saying how delicious the food was today. It turns out it was made by Yan'er. It's truly the best meal I've ever had,"

Duan Yu said, patting his stomach.

"I don't believe you. Cousin is just lying,"

Wang Yuyan replied, not noticing the change in Duan Yu's address. At first, Duan Yu called her "cousin," then "Yuyan," and now "Yan'er." Duan Yu's cunning address went unnoticed by Yan'er.

"How could I possibly be lying? It's the truth! Look how fast I ate just now. You know, your cousin usually eats very elegantly,"

Duan Yu said.

"Cousin, how's your reading going?"

Wang Yu Yan asked.

"Almost finished,"

Duan Yu replied.

"Really? Cousin, you read so fast! I've been reading these books for ages!"

Wang Yu Yan exclaimed in surprise. There were nearly a thousand books in the Huanshi Water Pavilion, and he'd finished them all in a single day! What kind of speed was that?

"It's one of my special abilities. I can memorize all the books quickly,"

Duan Yu said with a smile. Actually, although there were supposedly a thousand books, these martial arts manuals weren't large volumes. Some only contained a few hundred words and some illustrations. Compared to that, Duan Yu's raids on libraries back in modern times were far more frenzied.

"I see. Cousin, are you planning to finish now, or continue tomorrow?"

Wang Yu Yan asked.

“Let’s finish reading now. This is the perfect time to get into the zone. If I come back tomorrow, I might forget some of the inspiration for the moves,” Duan Yu

said.

“In that case, I’ll take my leave first,”

Wang Yuyan said.

“Yan’er, could you please stop calling me cousin? How about calling me Brother Yu? I always feel awkward calling you cousin,”

Duan Yu said.

Wang Yuyan blushed, but

before speaking, she softly said, “Okay, Brother Yu.” She was incredibly shy after saying that.

Duan Yu chuckled, and Wang Yuyan took the basket, said goodbye to Duan Yu, and left the secret room. She knew that once a martial artist entered a state, it was difficult to stop, so she didn’t say anything more to Duan Yu.

After Wang Yuyan left, Duan Yu didn’t immediately continue reading. His expression became serious, and he picked up the incomplete manual of the Lesser Formless Divine Skill.

It only contained a small part of the internal energy cultivation method, but it had the general principle of the Lesser Formless Divine Skill—“Formless and intangible, without trace.” Most people would overlook these eight characters, thinking they were nothing special. However, Duan Yu, who was familiar with the Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, understood that the "eight-legged bird" character was the essence of the Lesser Formless Skill.

The Lesser Formless Skill emphasizes being untraceable, meaning that anyone who practices it can imitate any other school's martial arts.

Although Duan Yu knew this was the general outline, he couldn't practice it without the subsequent mental cultivation methods. Otherwise, he might suffer a qi deviation like Kumārajīva.

Then, Duan Yu began his quest to collect all the manuals.

Time passed, and Duan Yu had been staying at the Returning Water Pavilion for five days. He had originally thought he could solve the problem in a day, but he had stayed for five days straight. Wang Yuyan would quietly bring him food. Finally, Duan Yu finished organizing all the manuals. He let out a long sigh and left the Returning Water Pavilion.

Upon leaving the pavilion, Duan Yu immediately returned to his room. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Lan'er packing her things.

Lan'er glanced at Duan Yu in surprise and said, "Young Master, you're back."

"Yes, by the way, Lan'er, go prepare my bathwater,"

Duan Yu said.

"Yes, Young Master,"

Lan'er said and went downstairs.

Soon, Duan Yu was soaking in the bathtub, feeling incredibly relaxed. The frenzy of the past few days had left him a little tired. However, the gains were significant. Duan Yu's application of techniques was now arguably second to none in the martial arts world. In the following days, Duan Yu didn't just read books; instead, he constantly practiced those techniques, extracting their essence and integrating it into his own martial arts.

Of course, he didn't need to integrate ultimate techniques like the Six Meridian Divine Sword anymore. As for lightness skills, Duan Yu summarized a set of lightness skills for temporary use. It was still the Lingbo Weibu (Lingbo Steps), but he added a few things to it.

The Lingbo Weibu was extremely profound; what Duan Yu added was only what he understood from those eight words: "Traceless." There's no need to blindly apply the sixty-four hexagrams of Fuxi, making the Lingbo Weibu (

a martial arts technique) more natural. As for close-combat moves, Duan Yu still chose the Seventy-Two Ultimate Skills. Although he didn't have the internal energy cultivation methods for these martial arts, their techniques were enough for Duan Yu to use effectively. As for the Mu family's Dou Zhuan Xing Yi (a martial arts technique), Duan Yu just smiled. Having mastered so many martial arts, he could still go out and fool others, using their own methods against them. Duan Yu just found it amusing. Indeed, what Wang Mengluo said made no difference. Using their own methods against them was just using their own martial arts against them.

After bathing, Duan Yu changed his clothes and went out the gate into the garden. He gently waved his folding fan, feeling extremely comfortable.

He occasionally encountered some maids along the way, who would respectfully bow and address him as "Young Master."

Duan Yu just smiled at these.

Reaching the center of the garden, Duan Yu saw A Zhu, A Bi, and Wang Yuyan sitting on a stone bench, talking about something. He immediately went over.

"Young Master Duan!"

A'Zhu and A'Bi exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Duan Yu. They hadn't seen him for many days. Miss Wang hadn't told them where he had gone. However, they guessed that Young Master Duan was probably studying martial arts at Huan Shi Shui Ge. The Murong family all knew of Huan Shi Shui Ge's existence; it wasn't a secret. They just didn't know its exact location.

"A'Zhu, A'Bi, Yan'er, what are you talking about?"

Duan Yu asked with a smile.

"Young Master Duan, when are you going to take me out? We were just discussing what it's like outside," A'Bi said. "Oh, you're all going out," Duan

Yu said, feigning ignorance. "Young Master, you're not keeping your word," A'Bi said angrily. "How could I not keep my word? Since you're all going out, let's wait a couple more days. Don't worry, I'll definitely take you out in two days," Duan Yu said with a smile. "Brother Yu, have you finished learning?" Wang Yuyan asked. "Yes," Duan Yu nodded. Duan Yu and Abi chatted happily, recounting jokes from his past life, which made Abi and Wang Yuyan laugh heartily. Laughter filled the garden. Wang Yuyan was particularly amazed by her new brother, Duan Yu. She wondered where he had heard all those stories. Duan Yu didn't just tell jokes; he also shared humorous tales and knowledge of Chinese mountains and culture, which impressed Wang Yuyan and the others. His descriptions of famous mountains like the Tianshan Mountains particularly captivated them. They were incredibly curious about what Mount Everest would be like. "Brother Yu, have you been to all these places?" Over the past five days, Wang Yuyan had grown accustomed to calling Duan Yu "Brother Yu. " "Of course, I've been to all these places," Duan Yu replied. He was telling the truth; he had been to these places, but only in the modern era. He had also climbed to the summit of Mount Everest. "Brother Yu, you're amazing! This time, you absolutely have to take me to see the mysterious Tianshan Mountains, the majestic Kunlun Mountains, and the scenery of the four seas!" Wang Yuyan said sweetly. "Of course, I'll take you all on a tour after we leave," Duan Yu nodded. He kept quiet about Murong Fu's matter because he had this plan in mind. After spending some time with Wang Yuyan and the others, Duan Yu was confident he could win their hearts. He certainly wouldn't suffer the same humiliation Duan Yu endured at the Listening Fragrance Pavilion in the original story. He wondered if Bao Butong, Feng Bo'e, and the others would be as described in the book. He would wait and see. This trip out of Mantuo Manor would mark the beginning of his rise to power. Duan Yu wasn't afraid of being burdened by fame. Otherwise, he wouldn't have earned the title of one of the world's top thieves in his previous life. Now, he was a member of the Duan family of Dali, the future emperor of Dali, so his status meant he was no ordinary person. The Song Dynasty was now on the verge of chaos. The Western Xia, Tubo, and Khitan are about to attack the Song Dynasty. The chaos will begin once the Song Empress Dowager dies. A chaotic world... Duan Yu smiled wickedly. If there's no chaos, what's the point of coming to Tianlong if it's just to seduce women? He wasn't entirely ruthless. Once he mastered all the martial arts in Tianlong and gathered the power of the Central Plains martial arts world, that would be his time to rise. However, this path was long, and Duan Yu couldn't think about that now. His target was these beautiful women. He would surely become the prince consort of Western Xia. The Song emperor also had women, so his primary target would be women. Capture the women, and he'd capture the throne—why not? "Yu'er, what are you talking about?" Madam Wang's voice came from the room. "Mother, Aunt!" Wang Yuyan and A'Zhu hurriedly called out. "Aunt, I'm planning to leave in a few days," Duan Yu said to Wang Mengluo. "So soon. Alright then," Wang Mengluo replied. "By the way, Auntie, is it alright if Yan'er and A'zhu come with me?" Duan Yu asked. "Of course, it's all up to you. But you must take good care of Yan'er," Wang Mengluo replied. After their discussion, they parted ways. Night fell in Wang Mengluo's room. A hazy spring atmosphere filled the room. Two naked bodies lay intertwined on Wang Mengluo's bed. The woman moaned softly. Her seductive voice aroused the man. The man forcefully made his move. The woman moaning seductively was Wang Manli, and the man making his move was, of course, our Duan Yu. He hadn't enjoyed sexual bliss for five days, and now he was about to leave. Of course, he couldn't let any moment slip by. That's why Duan Yu sneaked into Madam Wang's room that night. 35 Duan Yu excitedly thrust his large, erect penis into Wang Mengluo's valley, kneading her firm breasts and sucking on her pink nipples, pulling them with his teeth. Wang Mengluo screamed excitedly, twisting her mature and alluring body. Her long legs were wrapped around Duan Yu's waist, and her lower body moved and twisted in sync with Duan Yu's thrusts. She let out seductive moans and cries: "So good~ harder~ ah~~ ooh~ oh~~ so beautiful~~ you're so good~~ ah~ ah ah ah~~ ooh~ ah ah ah ah~~~" With Duan Yu's intense thrusts, Wang Mengluo's cries grew even louder. "Mengluo, now you know how powerful your brother Yu is. From now on, you must listen to your brother Yu, understand?" Duan Yu said wickedly. "Of course... brother Yu... Mengluo... always listens to you... ah... harder... ah... again... coming... ah... brother Yu... you... be good... good... love... Mengluo... ah... Mengluo... is going to fly... is going to... fly... um... it's coming again..." Wang Mengluo cried out seductively. Duan Yu thrust his erect penis violently. Wang Mengluo's mature body was indeed exquisite. Duan Zhengchun was incredibly foolish for not cherishing her. Now he was the one who benefited. He was determined to snatch all of her women. Wang Mengluo was already so alluring. What would it be like if he added those other women who hadn't been satisfied in a long time? Duan Yu was thrilled just thinking about it. At the same time, he recalled Dao Baifeng's beautiful body. Her sexy figure invigorated him. Duan Yu's hands caressed every inch of Wang Mengluo's skin. Her proud breasts were ruthlessly kneaded into various shapes, her pert buttocks were mercilessly covered and explored by his large hands, and her mysterious little hole was subjected to his thick, hard, and frantic thrusting. "Baby, turn over." Duan Yu said, pulling out his penis, which was covered in Wang Mengluo's juices, and squeezing Huang Rong's breasts. Wang Mengluo was able to catch her breath for a moment, then weakly rolled over and lay face down on the bed. Her beautiful, flawless back and pert buttocks were fully exposed to Duan Yu's eyes. Duan Yu's heavy body pressed down on Huang Rong's slightly weak body, and his hands reached out to her front, grasping and kneading her alluring breasts. Wang Mengluo habitually spread her legs, raised her buttocks and gently twisted them. Finally, her wet little hole "bit" into the thick male root, and then she couldn't wait to swallow it.

Duan Yu writhed wildly, his penis rapidly thrusting in and out of Wang Mengluo's vagina, splashing her juices everywhere. Wang Mengluo's moans rose and fell:

" Ah

...

Moreover, Duan Yu would never tell her subordinates. She also understood perfectly well that this secret relationship would one day be exposed.

Duan Yu thrust his penis forcefully, his lower abdomen slapping against Wang Mengluo's plump buttocks with a loud "slap slap slap slap." "Am I bad? Good Mengluo, I'll show you just how bad your brother Yu can be."

He then thrust even harder.

Wang Mengluo writhed wildly: "Good... ahhhhhh... Brother Yu... harder... let... Mengluo know... know... Brother Yu's... tenderness... ah... ah... you're doing it so well! I love it... ahhhhhhh... I can't take it anymore... ahh... I... ah... I'm going to... fly... ahh ...

Duan Yu continued his frantic thrusting, his erect penis pounding against Wang Mengluo's back. Wang Mengluo lay helplessly on the bed, panting and moaning softly. Finally, after an even more vigorous series of thrusts, Duan Yu let out a beast-like roar, his erect penis pounding deep inside Wang Mengluo's body, his veins throbbing as he ejaculated a torrent of hot semen. The two naked bodies quieted down, nestled together, caressing and kissing, before slowly drifting off to sleep.

The days of passion were finally over; today, Duan Yu was leaving. Wang Mengluo personally escorted them to the shore. Because her daughter was present, Wang Mengluo couldn't say anything, but the sight of Duan Yu's wicked eyes was enough to captivate her. In the past two days, Wang Mengluo had deeply experienced what beauty truly meant, what a woman's pleasure should be. During these two days, she and Duan Yu had made love constantly, making her even more alluring and captivating. Even her maids were struck by her beauty, for their mistress was now noticeably more beautiful than before. It felt like stepping back into his youth.

"Yu'er, the world is dangerous. Be careful on your journey, and remember to bring Yan'er back to see me,"

Wang Yuyan said.

"Don't worry, I will definitely bring them back to see you,"

Duan Yu said, his words carrying a double meaning.

"Mother, Yan'er is leaving,"

Wang Yuyan said softly.

"Yes. Yan'er remembers what I told you,"

Wang Mengluo said.

"Yes, Mother,"

Wang Yuyan nodded, knowing what her mother meant. After

a simple farewell, Duan Yu led the three women onto a large ship. Now, Duan Yu wasn't sneaking off in a small boat like he had come. He was now on Wang Mengluo's large ship, surrounded by maids, a far cry from his arrival.

Standing on the deck, Duan Yu looked at Taihu Lake, feeling smug. He turned to look at the three beautiful women beside him, completely at ease.

With these three women, Duan Yu planned to first find Ling'er. Given Ling'er's generosity, she shouldn't mind him. However, Mu Wanqing was a different story. This Mandala Manor can be used as his base for collecting women. He can find another place after he becomes the Emperor of Dali. They

traveled down from Taihu Lake until they reached the shore. Duan Yu dismissed the people of Mandala Manor and set off with only A'Zhu and the other two. Duan Yu was quite content with the company of the three beauties. Wang Yuyan and the other two, however, kept observing their surroundings.

The martial world! They didn't know what the martial world was all about. At noon, Duan Yu and Wang Yuyan arrived at a teahouse. It was actually a restaurant.

When Duan Yu led the three beauties inside, everyone around looked at him with envy. They all wondered why it wasn't him. Especially the stunning beauty of A'Zhu and Wang Yuyan broke their hearts. They felt they would be willing to shorten their lives by ten years if it were them.

"Brother Yu, why are they all looking at us like that?"

Wang Yuyan blushed and whispered to Duan Yu.

"It's because you two are too beautiful, Yuyan,"

Duan Yu said with a smile.

At this moment, a waiter approached and led Duan Yu and his companions up to the upper floor. Upstairs, in a private room, a storyteller holding a blue folding fan stood before a desk, loudly recounting his tale.

"So, Murong Fu is a peerless master. But recently, he's been in considerable trouble. First, Master Xuanbei of the Shaolin Temple was poisoned to death at the Shenjie Temple in Luliang Prefecture, Dali. Everyone knows that Shaolin Temple is the pinnacle of martial arts, with hundreds, if not thousands, of highly skilled monks, most of whom are proficient in the Seventy-Two Ultimate Skills. Master Xuanbei was proficient in the 'Weituo Pestle,' one of the Seventy-Two Ultimate Skills of Shaolin. However, Master Xuanbei died from being struck by the 'Weituo Pestle

,' and the only family in the world capable of 'using their own methods against them' is the 'Murong of Gusu.'

Then, Ke Baisui of the Funiu Sect, whose signature martial art is called 'Heavenly Spirit Thousand Shatters.'" "Yet he too died by his own ultimate technique. Recently, there have been quite a few people in the martial arts world who have died from 'using their own methods against them'..."

The storyteller continued speaking loudly, while Wang Yuyan, Abi, and the others looked worried. Hearing the storyteller's words, they naturally understood Murong Fu's current predicament.

Wang Yuyan remained silent, her face filled with worry.

"Yan'er, are you worried about your cousin Murong?"

Duan Yu said with a smile.

"Yes. With something like this happening, everyone in the martial arts world will definitely look for my cousin. Shaolin Temple is a prestigious institution, and although my cousin is powerful, he..."

Wang Yuyan shook her head, not finishing her sentence. Her cousin was sometimes too arrogant. Although his martial arts were powerful, Wang Yuyan knew there was a considerable amount of skill involved.

"Don't worry, your cousin didn't do these things, so he'll be fine,"

Duan Yu said.

"How do you know?"

Azhu and the others looked at Duan Yu, waiting for his answer.

"Azhu, have you forgotten that I can calculate? There are some things I can foresee." "

Duan Yu said mysteriously.

Hearing Duan Yu say this, A Zhu and A Bi remained silent. Wang Yuyan looked at Duan Yu with surprise, wondering if what he said was true. However, she also knew that this was not done by her cousin Murong. The 'Wei Tuo Chu' technique is very difficult to master, and her cousin Murong had never mastered this move, so she was sure it wasn't him. It was possible that her cousin killed Ke Baisui. The 'Tian Ling Qian Sui' was the fourth variation of the twenty-ninth move of the Fu Niu School's Hundred Victories Soft Whip. Although the move was strange, it could not be considered a superior martial art, only that the force was extremely fierce. Her cousin did know that martial art.

"If you are really worried about your cousin Murong, then let's go to Shaolin Temple together on the Double Ninth Festival on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month. Don't worry, since Shaolin Temple has announced that a martial arts conference will be held on the Double Ninth Festival on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, then your cousin will be fine before then,"

Duan Yu said.

"Then that's settled,"

Wang Yuyan said softly.

"Hey. Where did this beautiful young lady come from? Come over here, I'll have a drink."

Suddenly, a sleazy-looking man walked up to Duan Yu and the others, ignoring Duan Yu and speaking directly to Wang Yuyan and the others. As he spoke, he even prepared to grab Wang Yuyan. Several people followed behind him. They were clearly a group. Before

the man's hand even got close, a sword was already swinging. Sensing the sword, the man quickly withdrew his hand. It wasn't Duan Yu who made the move, but A Zhu. Both A Zhu and A Bi knew martial arts. This was why Duan Yu didn't make a move; even if they didn't use their skills, his One-Finger Divine Skill could silently strike the man.

"So you're two trained fighters. A woman who knows martial arts is even more interesting. Brothers, get them! Let's have some fun today,"

the man said with a lewd grin to the people behind him.

The seven or eight people behind him cheered, and it looked like they were about to make their move. At this moment, a man in white suddenly appeared. This man, like Duan Yu, held a folding fan and exuded an air of mystery. He loudly proclaimed, "How dare you cause trouble here in broad daylight! In broad daylight, under the clear sky, get out of here at once!"

"Who do you think you are, brat? How dare you interfere in our business! Beat them up!"

With that, they scattered. A thunderous roar erupted, and a thrilling fight unfolded before everyone's eyes. In no time, eight people lay on the ground. The man in white gracefully closed his folding fan and walked to Wang Yuyan and the others, bowing respectfully. "Miss, I'm sorry to have startled you. I am Han Chenxing, and I

pay my respects." "Thank you for your help, young master,"

Wang Yuyan said politely.

The others struggled to their feet. The one who had spoken first pointed at the man in white and said, "You dare to meddle in our affairs? We'll see about this!"

Leaving behind a vicious threat, the group helped each other down the pavilion and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Duan Yu remained silent, inwardly laughing. This whole thing was utterly awful. A hero saving a damsel in distress? Duan Yu could tell at a glance that these people were in cahoots with the man in white. It was all just a contrived act. However, he didn't intend to expose them; he wanted to see how the drama would unfold.

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"You're too kind, young lady. It's only right for martial artists to help those in need. A beautiful woman like you deserves even more help,"

the man in white said with a smile.

"Thank you for your help, young master. If there's nothing else, then we'll meet again,"

A'Zhu said, her eyes darting forward.

With their martial arts skills, they had naturally figured out what had just happened. Those people were insignificant, and this man wasn't a good person either.

"In that case, I'll take my leave. By the way, brother, what's your name?"

the man suddenly asked Duan Yu, changing the subject.

Duan Yu swiftly opened his fan but remained silent. The man was startled, two cold glints shooting from his eyes. Duan Yu seemed startled, suddenly recoiling, his face pale as he stared at the white-clad man,

letting out a cry of "Ah!"

The white-clad man's face immediately revealed a concealed expression of disdain, but he said, "Brother, what's wrong?"

He thought to himself, "I thought he was a master, but it seems he's just a good-for-nothing, just as I guessed.

" "Thank you so much for saving me, young master. If it weren't for your help, I would definitely be in trouble. It's truly terrifying that there are so many bad people in this bright world." Duan Yu

grabbed the man's hand, tears streaming down his face.

He rubbed his hands all over the man's white clothes and face, until soon the white-clad man, who called himself Han Chenxing, was no longer dressed in white.

Seeing Duan Yu leaning against him, Han Chenxing frowned but couldn't push him away until Duan Yu released him. A'Zhu and A'Bi's faces twitched, and they both turned their heads to the side. Their faces flushed red as they exchanged a glance, only then realizing how mischievous this young master had been.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, chivalrous hero, I've ruined your clothes. Um, here's a silver ingot; if you don't mind, you can use it to buy a new outfit." Duan Yu seemed to only then realize his mistake, hurriedly rummaging through his pocket for a while before pulling out a silver ingot and handing it to Han Chenxing.

Han Chenxing looked at the silver ingot in his hand and couldn't help but smile wryly. It really was just a single ingot. One ingot for one qian. What did he take him for? The dignified young master of the Suzhou prefect, reduced to this state. If it weren't for those three beauties, hmph, if he didn't have a little taste for romance, he would have already forced himself on him.

"Pfft!"

A'Zhu and A'Bi couldn't help but burst into laughter. Wang Yuyan, also covering her mouth slightly, winked adorably at Duan Yu. For Wang Yuyan, who was well-versed in martial arts, the fight was full of flaws. Her mind was sharp and perceptive; although she didn't know the specifics, she sensed something was wrong. It wasn't until Duan Yu's strange behavior that she understood the situation.

Hearing A'Zhu and the other woman's laughter, Han Chenxing realized he'd been tricked. His expression immediately turned angry, and he grabbed at Duan Yu. However, before his hand could even reach Duan Yu, he was thrown back. Han Chenxing glared at Duan Yu, got up, and walked out.

The people in the restaurant, witnessing all this, burst into cheers! They recognized Han Chenxing, of course; he was the son of the prefect, infamous throughout Suzhou. However, Han Chenxing wasn't as mediocre as he appeared; he was actually quite skilled. He studied the martial arts of the Kongtong Sect. However, many martial artists didn't want to oppose the government and therefore hadn't dealt with him. When they first saw Han Chenxing do that, they were all stunned for a moment, then they understood what Han Chenxing was going to do. They originally thought that these four people would definitely be in trouble. But the result was beyond their expectations. This scholar dressed with a folding fan was actually a master.

Duan Yu's temples were no longer bulging. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to simplicity, but he had not reached that level. His Ren and Du meridians were still not open.

Duan Yu smiled wickedly and waved his folding fan. He cupped his hands to those around him.

"The Eighteen Falls of Sticky Clothes! Brother Yu, you actually learned the Eighteen Falls of Sticky Clothes in such a short time. I remember that Shishui Pavilion did not have the internal martial arts manual for this skill."

Wang Yuyan looked at Duan Yu in surprise and said.

"Yan'er has a good eye. This is indeed the Eighteen Falls of Sticky Clothes, but it is a modified version. I just added some of its techniques to Lingbo Weibu."

Duan Yu said.

"No wonder. I was wondering how Brother Yu could have such internal strength."

Wang Yuyan suddenly realized.

"Young Master, you're really strange! I didn't expect you to be so mischievous. Your actions just now were hilarious,"

A'Zhu said with a laugh.

"A'Zhu, you should also call me Brother Yu like Yan'er does. 'Young Master' doesn't sound very friendly to me,"

Duan Yu said.

"That's not a good idea,"

A'Zhu said.

"What's wrong with it? Yan'er calls me that too. Do you dislike me? Sigh!"

Duan Yu sighed deliberately.

"Alright, Brother Yu!"

A'Zhu and Duan Yu rolled their eyes at each other.

Over time, they realized that Duan Yu harbored feelings for them, often teasing them with just the right touch.

Following him was quite pleasant. However, due to their entanglement with Young Master Murong, they still felt somewhat restrained around him.

After finishing their meal, Duan Yu and his companions left the teahouse. Not long after, at a corner, a group of people surrounded them.

The leader was none other than Han Chenxing, accompanied by a pair of constables.

"Take this man down!"

Han Chenxing ordered his men.

"Men, seize this man! This man dares to abduct our young master's three concubines—he's incredibly audacious!"

said a constable, clearly the leader.

"Laughable, truly laughable!"

Duan Yu said, fanning himself with his folding fan.

"Laughable? I'll make you cry later. Move!"

Han Chenxing waved his hand. The men he led were all skilled officers from the government, especially the leader, a constable named Jiang Tong. Jiang Tong was a former outlaw, nicknamed "Little Tyrant Jiang Tong," and had been bribed by his father. Han Chenxing believed dealing with these four was a piece of cake.

"Who dares to make a move!" Duan Yu

suddenly glared at the surrounding men with a cold glint in his eyes. Everyone around him took a step back in fright.

"Kid, don't think you can show off just because you've studied martial arts for two years. I've seen that kind of look all the time back in my outlaw days,"

Jiang Tong said coldly, stepping forward. Then, he suddenly changed his hand into a claw and reached for Duan Yu.

Duan Yu dodged the attack. With a loud thud, a five-claw handprint appeared on the wall where Duan Yu had just passed. It was clear that Jiang Tong's martial arts skills were quite impressive.

Seeing his attack miss, Jiang Tong immediately retreated, and then the other constables beside him sprang into action. Some of them surrounded A Zhu and the other two.

A'Zhu and A'Bi, swords in hand, shielded Wang Yuyan behind them, showing no fear.

"Seeking death!"

Duan Yu's cold voice suddenly rang out. He opened his folding fan, a burst of energy sending those around him flying, crashing heavily to the ground.

Jiang Tong, seeing this, was startled. An internal martial arts master! He immediately slipped his left hand behind his back, then suddenly closed in on Duan Yu, his right hand lashing out with a fierce grab. Duan Yu simply swung left and right, blocking the attack; Jiang Tong's powerful claws left no mark on Duan Yu's hand. Jiang Tong raised his left hand, shooting three cold beams towards Duan Yu. Duan Yu tilted his head, deflecting the beams with his right folding fan, embedding them in the wall behind him.

Then, Duan Yu flicked his left little finger, unleashing a Shaoze sword strike. Jiang Tong's body slammed to the ground. Duan Yu's single finger had shattered his Qi Sea. Duan

Yu showed no mercy to his enemies. Now, assuming the identity of a prince of Dali, he didn't take these people seriously at all.

"You dare resist arrest!"

Han Chenxing said coldly.

"Resist arrest! What do you mean by resisting arrest? You can get lost. If you come back, you'll be sorry."

After Duan Yu finished speaking, he took out a large number of Duan

family waist tokens and showed them to Han Chenxing. Although Han Chenxing was the son of a prefect, he was still shocked when he saw the golden Duan Dragon Token. Only a prince of Dali could possess such a waist token, and he quickly took a step back. The Duan family of Dali, no wonder their martial arts are so good. A prince of a country is not someone a mere son of a prefect can offend.

Han Chenxing immediately led his men away without saying a word and left in a disheveled state.

"Young master, your identity is really impressive!"

Abi took Duan Yu's Duan token and said teasingly.

"Is that so? I don't think so!"

Duan Yu said with a smile.

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"Brother Yu, where should we go now?"

Wang Yuyan asked Duan Yu.

"Let's go to the beach to play."

Duan Yu said with a smile.

"By the seaside, I wonder what the ocean is really like. Books say the ocean is boundless, but I wonder what lies at its end. Legend has it that there's a fairy island called Penglai in the sea; I wonder if it's true,"

Wang Yuyan said wistfully.

"At the end of the sea is another country, where there are people different from us—people with golden hair, white skin, red hair, and black skin, and so on,"

Duan Yu said.

"Really? Black skin? What would that look like?" Wang Yuyan and the others looked at Duan Yu in surprise, waiting for his answer. Women are naturally fond of beauty, and they found it hard to imagine what it would be like to have completely black skin.

"Every race has its own customs, and it's not far away. Even if I told you now, you wouldn't understand,"

Duan Yu said mysteriously.

"Brother Yu, you're deliberately teasing us like this again. You're so mean!"

A'Zhu said indignantly from the side. Duan Yu had said many things like this lately, always only revealing half of what he meant, arousing their curiosity before mysteriously refusing to say more—it was really infuriating.

"Am I bad? Hahaha. I'm not bad at all," Duan

Yu said with a laugh. Then, he led several women towards the nearest beach.

They bought several fast horses, and after finding out the route to the nearest beach, the four of them, three on horseback, headed towards the sea. It was four people, three on horseback because A'Zhu and the others couldn't ride horses, but fortunately, their martial arts skills were strong, and they learned quickly. Wang Yuyan, however, knew nothing about riding. So, our Duan Yu was in for a treat.

He rode a white horse, one arm around Wang Yuyan, looking incredibly content. Wang Yuyan's cheeks were flushed, and being held by Duan Yu, her heart pounded like a deer. Duan Yu's masculine aura deeply stimulated her. As the horses galloped, their bodies inevitably rubbed together, and Duan Yu was also tempted, but he remained strong and calm, trying his best to control his erect penis.

Smelling the virgin fragrance emanating from Wang Yuyan, Duan Yu found it incredibly difficult to restrain himself. Meanwhile, A'Zhu and A'Bi were having a blast riding their horses. They playfully teased each other, their laughter filling the air. Sometimes they would even sing a song, attracting the attention of passersby.

Finally, as the sun was about to set, they arrived at the seaside. They dismounted and walked on the soft sand, gazing at the surging sea.

"This is the sea! It's so beautiful, so magnificent!"

Wang Yuyan exclaimed softly.

The setting sun reflected on the sea, seagulls danced in the air, and the sea breeze rippled across the surface, creating waves. The waves gently lapped against the beach, making soft sounds.

"Come on, let's go play up there! Let me show you what the sea is like up close,"

Duan Yu said, pulling Wang Yuyan towards the sea.

A'Zhu and the others immediately followed. They played on the beach, taking off their shoes and gently stepping on the fine sand, breathing in the salty sea breeze.

Looking at their delicate feet, Duan Yu sighed inwardly; women of ancient times were indeed petite and adorable.

Stepping into the shallow seawater, he didn't know who had started it, but Duan Yu and the others began a water fight on the beach, splashing each other with seawater.

Wang Yuyan beamed with joy, while A'Zhu and the others laughed and chatted merrily. Wang Yuyan experienced life for the first time; this place was far more fun than Mandala Manor.

They were all soaked and disheveled from splashing each other with seawater, but Duan Yu was thoroughly entertained. Their silk dresses clung to their bodies, highlighting their curvaceous figures.

Finally, Wang Yuyan and the others noticed Duan Yu's peeping, and their cheeks flushed. Then, A'Zhu, disregarding her feminine shyness, splashed water at Duan Yu, and the battle began. The three women relentlessly splashed water at Duan Yu, who, of course, retaliated enthusiastically.

Finally, when Duan Yu let out a loud, mocking laugh, Wang Yuyan and the others couldn't take it anymore. By this time, they were completely soaked.

The three women rolled their eyes at Duan Yu and hurriedly ran ashore, leaving him laughing wildly in the sea.

After waiting for a long time, Duan Yu finally reached the shore. By then, Wang Yuyan and the others had already changed into different clothes. They had prepared many clothes before coming out, which was why Duan Yu hadn't gone up earlier. Duan Yu didn't know where they had changed.

Night fell. Duan Yu gathered some firewood, lit it, and started grilling fish he had caught from the sea. The group sat around the fire, the women watching Duan Yu carefully grill the fish.

Ever since he learned they were coming to the seaside, Duan Yu had made plans, preparing many small items and placing them on his horse. Grilling was one of his strengths; as a professional thief, sometimes he needed to pass the time while staking out. Years ago, Duan Yu had spent a long time in the Amazon rainforest to escape the pursuit of mercenaries.

Watching Duan Yu carefully grill the fish, Wang Yuyan and the others remained silent, each lost in their own thoughts, wondering what kind of person Duan Yu really was.

"Brother Yu, could you play a song?"

A'Zhu asked, her eyes sparkling.

“Why don’t you all sing the songs?”

Duan Yu said.

“But we can’t always be the ones singing, right? Brother Yu, why don’t you sing one? Your rendition of ‘The Beauty’ last time was a masterpiece. We want to hear it again,”

Abi said from the side.

“The Beauty? What’s that?”

Wang Yuyan asked in confusion.

“Yuyan, you don’t know, do you? Brother Yu can sing very well. He showed off his talent at Qin Yun Xiaozhu last time,”

Azhu said with a smile.

“Really? Brother Yu, you can’t be biased. Sing! I want to hear it too,”

Wang Yuyan said, looking at Duan Yu.

“Since all the beauties want to hear it, then I’ll make a fool of myself.”

Duan Yu twirled the grilled fish in his hand and began to sing a cappella.

A lonely lamp of parting sorrow stands by the window; I pretend you haven't left behind the door. Revisiting familiar places feels like returning home; the full moon only deepens the loneliness. The candlelight, awake in the dead of night, can't bear to criticize me. A pot of wine, a wanderer's voyage, is hard to swallow. After you left, the wine warms memories; longing flows like thin water eastward. Time steals flowers, ripening only once, yet I missed it. Who is playing "East Wind Breaks" on the pipa? Years peel away on the wall, revealing childhood memories. I still remember that year, we were both so young. And now, the music is faint; you haven't heard my waiting. Who is playing "East Wind Breaks" on the pipa again? Maple leaves dye the story. I see through the ending. On the ancient road beyond the fence, I held your hand, walking through years of desolation and overgrown weeds. Even our parting was silent. A lonely lamp of parting sorrow stands by the window; I pretend you haven't left behind the door. Later, pretending you haven't left, the old place feels like a revisit, the full moon only makes me more lonely. The candlelight, awake in the middle of the night, can't bear to blame me. A pot of wine, a wandering soul, is hard to swallow. After you left, the wine warms memories, longing flows like thin water eastward. How time steals flowers, only one time to mature, yet I missed it. Who is playing "East Wind Breaks" on the pipa? Years peel away on the wall, revealing childhood memories. I still remember that year, we were both so young. And now, the music is faint, my waiting unheard. Who is playing "East Wind Breaks" on the pipa again? Maple leaves dye the story, I see through the ending. On the ancient road outside the fence, I held your hand, walking through years of desolation and overgrown weeds, even our parting was silent. "Brother Yu, why do you sing such sad songs?"

A'Zhu asked疑惑地.

"Sad, it's probably because I'm too sentimental. That's why I sing like this,"

Duan Yu said with a forlorn expression.

"Such a sad song, Brother Yu, what's the name of this song?"

Wang Yuyan was also hearing this style of music for the first time.

"East Wind Breaks!"

Duan Yu replied.

"Dongfeng Po! Why is it called Dongfeng Po?"

Wang Yuyan asked, puzzled.

"Well, it's for the lyrics. Okay, it's just a song, let's not dwell on it. Let's eat some fish."

Duan Yu was sweating bullets, almost giving himself away, and quickly changed the subject.

Duan Yu handed several fish to the three of them. A'Zhu, A'Bi, and the others took the fish, looked at Duan Yu, and then began to eat them in small bites.

"Wow, so delicious!"

A'Bi exclaimed.

"Yes, Brother Yu's grilled fish is fantastic!"

A'Zhu also praised.

"Of course, you all should know who grilled it."

Duan Yu said.

"Brother Yu, you're really shameless."

A'Zhu said with a laugh.

"Alright, you dare say I'm shameless. Let's see how I deal with you, the big bad wolf is coming!"

Duan Yu pounced on her.

A'Zhu quickly stood up, grabbed the fish, and ran to the side. Duan Yu immediately chased after her. The two of them played around, while Wang Yuyan and A'Bi just watched them with smiles.

"Miss Wang, are you happy to be out this time?"

Abi asked Wang Yuyan.

"It's alright, I wonder where Cousin Murong is now,"

Wang Yuyan said dejectedly.

"Young Master Murong must be alright. Have you noticed that Brother Yu seems to like you?"

Abi said.

"Yes, I know Brother Yu has been trying to get close to me, but..."

Wang Yuyan shook her head, her mind turning to Murong Fu. The admiration she had since childhood couldn't be easily erased.

"Actually, Miss Wang, don't laugh at me, but I used to like Young Master Murong too. I've always envied you, because of your status, you and Young Master Murong are a perfect match,"

Abi said.

"Is that so! But Cousin Murong doesn't even see me,"

Wang Yuyan said wistfully.

"Alright, Azhu, tell me, why did you deliberately lure me here?"

At this moment, Duan Yu and Azhu had arrived at a large rock.

"Young master, do you remember what you said? You promised to tell me where my parents are after I come out with you. I really want to know about my background."

A'Zhu finished speaking, a tear slowly rolling down her cheek.

"A'Zhu, it's not that I don't want to tell you, wait a bit. Don't worry, I will definitely tell you,"

Duan Yu said, moving closer to A'Zhu.

"But how long is that? I want to know who my mother is,"

A'Zhu said softly.

"I can only tell you that your father is a very high-ranking official. If I tell you now, your life will be in danger."

Duan Yu placed his hand on A'Zhu's shoulder. Of course, he wouldn't tell A'Zhu who her father was. Perhaps one day he might even kill Duan Zhengchun himself, so he couldn't tell her. It seemed he would have to find a way to impersonate a parent for A'Zhu. Duan Yu thought to himself. "Every

man for himself," Duan Yu thought. He wouldn't kill people indiscriminately, but there were some things he wouldn't hesitate to do. To be honest, Duan Yu didn't want to harm these famous figures in Tianlong, but for his own goals, what did it matter if he took action?

Duan Yu embraced A'Zhu, leaning against a rock, his eyes filled with deep affection as he stared intently at her. A'Zhu blushed and pushed Duan Yu away, saying, "Brother Yu, I won't let you take advantage of me like that. Unless you tell me who my parents are." She

then tried to run away.

"Is that so!"

Duan Yu smiled wickedly, using his Lingbo Weibu footwork to hook A'Zhu and press her Yongquan acupoint. A'Zhu's body immediately went limp.

Duan Yu lifted A'Zhu's chin, smiling wickedly. Looking at A'Zhu with deep affection, he leaned down and kissed her. A'Zhu blushed, her eyes wide as she watched Duan Yu kiss her. Her heart pounded. She hadn't expected Duan Yu to do this.

However, at this moment, she didn't feel much panic. Duan Yu's two passionate songs and the rescue in the flower room had left an impression of him in her heart.

Duan Yu's lips finally touched A'Zhu's. He used his tongue to pry open A'Zhu's lips and probe inside. A'Zhu felt as if struck by lightning, her body trembling. She closed her eyes. An indescribable beauty pierced A'Zhu's mind. Duan Yu was not a gentleman; his hands began to caress A'Zhu's waist, slowly stroking her. A'Zhu murmured. Duan Yu's kiss was domineering, a long kiss that left A'Zhu breathless.

Only when Duan Yu released her small mouth did A'Zhu open her eyes, her face flushed. But Duan Yu's hands did not stop, climbing up her sacred breasts.

"Brother Yu, no!"

A'Zhu hurriedly cried out.

"Who told you to tease me just now? Now you can't refuse."

Duan Yu chuckled wickedly, his hands beginning to knead her restlessly.

"Mmm!"

A'Zhu groaned softly, biting her lip to stifle a sound.

Duan Yu's lips pressed against hers again, moving from her lips to her cheek, gently blowing warm breath on her earlobe.

Duan Yu's mind raced, debating whether or not to take A'Zhu now. Wang Yuyan and the others were nearby; although it was dark, they might still notice something amiss. While he was thinking, his hands continued their irregular kneading.

A'Zhu's breasts were truly full and large; just gliding over her body, Duan Yu knew that A'Zhu's figure could only be described as devilishly voluptuous.

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