The Erotic Tale of the Smiling, Proud Wanderer (Part 1)

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After marrying Yingying, Linghu Chong and Yingying traveled extensively throughout the land, occasionally intervening in acts of chivalry in the martial world without leaving their names, living a carefree and leisurely life.

Today, on the Mid-Autumn Festival, the two were boating on Taihu Lake, admiring the moon and playing the zither and flute. After finishing a piece of "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer," Linghu Chong sighed deeply, moved by the beautiful scenery.

Seeing Linghu Chong's melancholy expression, Yingying asked curiously, "Brother Chong, is something troubling you?"

"Nothing! I was just thinking about my junior sister." "Miss Yue has been gone for so long, don't be sad anymore."

"I just feel I've failed my junior sister's dying wish, not being able to take good care of Junior Brother Lin."

"Lin Pingzhi has always been narrow-minded; he might not appreciate your kindness. Now that he's blind and has lost all his martial arts, he's been placed in the dungeon of Plum Manor. He can neither harm others nor be harmed, so you can rest assured."

"But I feel uneasy keeping Junior Brother Lin imprisoned in such a place."

Yingying pondered for a moment, "How about this? Anyway, Taihu Lake is only a few days' journey from Hangzhou. We can go and see Lin Pingzhi on the way. If he can truly repent, we'll let him leave the dungeon. What do you think?"

Linghu Chong gratefully grasped his wife's hands, "Yingying, you are so considerate! I really don't know how to repay you."

Yingying said playfully, "I don't care how you repay me. Just don't bully me in the future."

Linghu Chong put his arm around her slender waist and whispered in her ear, "How will I bully you?"

"You are bullying me now!"

Linghu Chong laughed, "This is what it means to truly bully you."

Linghu Chong's hands began to wander and caress her body. Yingying half-heartedly resisted, and soon she was lying weakly in her husband's arms. Linghu Chong removed her clothes one by one, leaving only a red bodice on her body. Under the moonlight, Yingying's skin appeared even whiter and smoother. Her alluring breasts, like pointed bamboo shoots, hidden beneath her bodice, rose and fell with her breath. Linghu Chong finally removed the last of her clothes, revealing an alluring body before him.

Linghu Chong couldn't help but admire her; after so many years of marriage, Yingying's figure hadn't changed at all, but had instead gained a mature, womanly charm. Linghu Chong could no longer restrain himself. He quickly stripped off his own clothes, revealing his already erect penis. Due to the limited space on the yacht, Linghu Chong spread Yingying's legs and placed them on his shoulders, pressing his hands against her breasts and aiming his penis at her vulva, ready to have his way with her.

Linghu Chong's hands kneaded and rubbed Yingying's breasts like he was playing a zither. Soon, Yingying's vulva began to gush with lustful fluids. Linghu Chong pressed his penis against her vulva and rubbed it back and forth against her labia. Under this double stimulation, Yingying's moans grew more and more urgent, and finally she hugged her husband tightly.

"Brother Chong! Hurry... a little... I... I... can't take it anymore..."

"Hurry what?"

"Hurry... fuck me! My pussy is so itchy I can't stand it."

Hearing this, Linghu Chong took a deep breath, focused his inner strength into his abdomen, and thrust forward, sending his penis deep into Yingying's vagina. Linghu Chong began to thrust in and out with a nine-shallow-one-deep technique, and Yingying's moans echoed across the lake.

"Oh...ah...hum...heavens...so...so pleasurable...mmm..."

"Good brother...dear brother...I'm going to heaven."

"Big dick brother...I'm about to be fucked to death by you...ah...hum..."

"Good brother...ah...hum...I'm about to lose it."

Suddenly, Linghu Chong felt a tingling sensation, and a stream of semen shot from his body into Yingying's body. The two of them collapsed at the same time.

Linghu Chong kissed his beautiful wife beside him and said with a smile, "Are you satisfied with my performance today?"

Yingying blushed and said, "You rascal! You never say anything serious, you just bully me." The

two put their clothes back on, went ashore, returned to the inn, and rested for a while. The next day, the two of them headed to Plum Manor in West Lake, Hangzhou.

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II

Plum Manor in West Lake, Hangzhou, is a beautiful and pleasant place. Lin Pingzhi was imprisoned in the dungeon in the middle of the lake. Although he had been imprisoned there for three years, Lin Pingzhi's resentment towards Linghu Chong and his wife had not diminished at all, but had instead increased day by day. Lin Pingzhi, realizing he was blind and his martial arts were useless, knew that even if he escaped, he would be powerless to avenge himself on Linghu Chong. Overwhelmed with grief, his last shred of will to live vanished. He decided it was better to end his own life than suffer further in this world. Knowing

there were no blades or ropes in the dungeon, he knew his only option was to smash his head against a wall. He chose an earthen wall and slammed it against it. A loud crash followed, and Lin Pingzhi

felt dizzy and passed out. After an unknown amount of time, he slowly awoke, his head still throbbing. He reached up to touch it but saw no wound. Puzzled, he groped his way towards the earthen wall and discovered a small hole he had smashed through. Touching it, he felt something inside.

He forcefully cleared away the soil next to the small hole, took out a two-foot-long and half-foot-wide wooden board and a smooth bead. He wiped away the dust accumulated on the wooden board and touched it, discovering that there were engraved words on it.

"I am the founder of the Sun Moon Divine Cult, the Heavenly Evil Supreme. Since my debut, I have been invincible throughout the world, defeating countless masters. All sects and factions in the martial arts world revere me. My unworthy disciple, in order to seize the position of sect leader, did not hesitate to use poison to plot against me. Afterwards, he severed my tendons and imprisoned me here. Here, I comprehended the method of physical rebirth. Unfortunately, my lifespan is about to end, so I cannot practice it. I poured all my life's power into this Primordial Spirit Pearl, along with the essence of my martial arts, and hid it in the wall, leaving it for a destined person in the future to obtain. The Heavenly Evil Supreme passed away here."

Lin Pingzhi thought, "This senior's experience is quite similar to mine. Since the method of physical rebirth is engraved on the wooden board, why not try practicing it?"

So he carefully felt the writing on the wooden board and finally touched the three words "Rebirth Technique".

"The Rebirth Technique is what I've painstakingly developed over twenty years. Anyone with a damaged or incomplete body can achieve physical regeneration through this technique and the Primordial Spirit Pearl I left behind. Those who wish to practice the Rebirth Technique must first undergo a process of death followed by rebirth, ultimately achieving a complete transformation and physical rebirth..."

Lin Pingzhi kept silently contemplating this phrase: death followed by rebirth, a complete transformation. Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind like lightning, and Lin Pingzhi burst into wild laughter: "Linghu Chong, you just wait! I will repay you tenfold for the humiliation you've inflicted upon me, ha..."

Two fast horses were galloping along the official road. The rider on the lagging horse called out, "Brother Chong! It's only a dozen or so miles from Hangzhou. Let's find a place to rest first; there's no need to rush." Linghu Chong slowed his horse down a little.

"Yingying, it's not that I'm impatient, but I'm just thinking about how Lin Pingzhi spent three years in that dark and gloomy dungeon. His days must have been very difficult. I was there myself, and I understand his suffering."

"Even if you go to Plum Manor now, you have to see if Lin Pingzhi has any remorse before you can grant him his freedom."

"I believe in the inherent goodness of humanity. Lin Pingzhi only went astray because of a tragic event. Besides, he has already avenged his great enemy. After these past few years, the misunderstandings between us should have long since disappeared."

Yingying thought to herself, "I'm afraid this is just wishful thinking on your part," but she didn't say it aloud.

Half a day later, the two arrived at Plum Manor in West Lake. Linghu Chong knocked on the door and called for help. The steward in charge of the manor opened the door: "Isn't this Young Master Linghu and his wife? How come you've arrived so quickly?"

"Old Steward! Did you know we were coming beforehand?"

"Of course, I contacted Hengshan and Huashan by carrier pigeon, asking you two to come immediately."

"What happened? Why did you need to send a carrier pigeon to contact us?"

"Didn't you two receive the carrier pigeon? It's written very clearly on it."

"We decided to come here at the last minute. What happened in the manor?"

"No wonder you didn't know that Young Master Lin is dead."

Linghu Chong was shocked upon hearing this and hurriedly asked, "Old Steward, please explain who died."

The steward replied, "It was Young Master Lin Pingzhi, who was imprisoned in the dungeon. He died suddenly in the dungeon two days ago for unknown reasons."

Linghu Chong was deeply saddened and speechless for a moment.

Yingying asked, "How long ago was this?"

The old steward replied, "Three days ago, I delivered food to Young Master Lin in the dungeon as usual, but he ignored me. I thought he was probably throwing a tantrum again, so I didn't pay much attention. The next day, when I went to the dungeon again, I found the food from the previous day still untouched, and Young Master Lin still didn't respond. I wondered if he was sick, so I called a few servants to open the cell door and touched Young Master Lin's forehead. There was no temperature at all. I hurriedly checked his breath and found that he had been dead for a long time."

At this point, the old steward also broke down in tears. Linghu Chong rushed into the inner hall and saw Lin Pingzhi lying in a coffin, dressed in plain clothes.

Linghu Chong stroked the coffin sadly and said, "Junior Brother Lin! I'm so sorry, and I've failed Junior Sister's dying wish. If I had released you from the dungeon sooner, you wouldn't have died so tragically."

Yingying comforted him, "Brother Chong, this didn't happen to us either. We were just about to release him when he died. We can only blame him for not having the fortune to bear it." "

Yingying, it was the two of us who imprisoned him here. We should make amends to Junior Brother Lin."

"That's right. Brother Chong, what do you plan to do?"

"Junior Brother Lin loved Junior Sister when he was alive. I plan to bury Junior Brother Lin's coffin next to Junior Sister's grave."

"That's fine too. They couldn't be a true couple in life, but at least they can be buried together in death and rest in peace. Chong-ge, you should rest for now. Leave the rest to me."

After Linghu Chong went to rest in the inner hall, Yingying instructed the steward to hire a carriage before walking to the coffin. Yingying wondered how it could be such a coincidence; she had just decided to let him out when he inexplicably died. Could there be some trickery involved

? Yingying checked the corpse's pulse and found it completely lifeless. She then took out a silver needle from her bosom and inserted it several inches into the corpse's crown and waist. If someone was using the Turtle Breathing Technique to feign death, they would be awakened by these needle pricks. However, Lin Pingzhi showed no reaction whatsoever. Only then did Yingying truly realize that Lin Pingzhi was dead. Afterward, the servants carried Lin Pingzhi's coffin into the carriage, and Linghu Chong and Yingying followed the carriage to the valley where Yue Lingshan was buried.

Five days later, Linghu Chong and Yingying finally arrived at the valley where Yue Lingshan was buried. After burying Lin Pingzhi, Linghu Chong knelt before Yue Lingshan's grave, silently praying, "Junior Sister, I'm so sorry. You entrusted me with taking good care of Junior Brother Lin before you died, but I failed in my duty and instead caused his tragic death. The only thing I can do now is to bury him with you. I hope you and Junior Brother Lin can forgive my mistakes in the afterlife!"

At this thought, Linghu Chong's eyes were filled with tears. Yingying comforted him, "It's all fate. We've done our best. Don't be sad anymore."

Linghu Chong wiped away his tears, stood up, and left the valley with Yingying, filled with sorrow.

Three months later, seven dark figures stormed into the Wuse Nunnery on Jianxing Peak of Hengshan Mountain. The sect leader, Yiqing, led his disciples to resist, but the enemy's martial arts were exceptionally high. In less than a quarter of an hour, all the Hengshan disciples were captured. One of the enemies, a fat monk, laughed loudly, "

Why didn't you just surrender? You women are all so delicate; I'd be heartbroken if you hurt me!" Yiqing was furious: "You wild monks, who are you? Why are you attacking my Hengshan Sect?"

One of the newcomers, dressed as a scholar with a folding fan, smiled and said, "This nun, there's no need to be so angry. Let me introduce myself. I am the Jade-Faced Scholar, Ximen An, and this great monk is known as the Joyful Buddha." Ximen An then pointed to the other four: the ronin-dressed one was the Two-Sword Style Miyamoto Taro, the Taoist-dressed one was Xuanming Shangren, and the one wielding a giant axe was the Battle Maniac Qiu Qianli. "That short man is Blood Claw Du Sha, and the one wearing the mask is our master, Evil Lord. Is that clear enough?"

Yi Qing said, "The Hengshan Sect has no past grudges or recent feuds with you, so why are you arresting us?"

Evil Lord, who had neither made a move nor spoken from the beginning, finally spoke: "Heh! Heh! Who told you to get involved with Linghu Chong? I will never let anyone related to Linghu Chong go."

At this moment, Yi Lin, who had been silent all along, spoke up: "What grudge do you have with Senior Brother Linghu? Why do you hate him so much?"

Evil Lord said: "So it's Little Master Yi Lin. It seems you've grown more and more beautiful over the years."

Yi Lin blushed and said: "You know me?"

Evil Lord said: "A beautiful girl like you, no one would forget her."

Suddenly, a strong internal force pulled Yi Lin into Evil Lord's arms.

Yilin asked in a panic, "What do you want to do?"

The Evil Lord laughed loudly, "It's a waste of your talents to be a nun. Today I'll let you taste the flavor of a man, and you won't want to be a nun anymore."

Yilin tried to break free, but she was weak all over after being injured. The Evil Lord roughly tore open Yilin's clothes, exposing her snow-white body to everyone.

The Joyful Buddha said, "I didn't expect these little nuns to have such decent figures. I'll find a few to have some fun later."

Ximen An said, "Don't worry! If the master eats meat, are we afraid we won't have soup?"

Just as the Evil Lord was about to further humiliate Yilin, Yiqing shouted loudly, "Wait!"

The Evil Lord stopped his actions, and Yiqing said, "I am the sect leader and the eldest senior sister. If you want to play, play with me! Don't hurt my junior sister."

The Evil Lord lewdly laughed, "Are you really willing to do anything?"

Yiqing gritted her teeth and answered, "Yes!"

The Evil Lord lewdly laughed, "Then take off your clothes first, and then crawl in front of me."

The Hengshan Sect members shouted in unison, "Eldest senior sister, no!"

But Yiqing, with tears in her eyes, dragged off her clothes and crawled in front of the Evil Lord.

At this moment, Yilin fainted from a surge of excitement. The Evil Lord put her aside, his eyes fixed on Yiqing's body with admiration. It turned out that although Yiqing was not as beautiful as Yilin, her figure was much more mature.

The Evil Lord pulled out his eight- or nine-inch-long penis and demanded that Yi Qing take it into her mouth.

Yi Qing had no choice but to swallow it. Tears streamed down Yi Qing's face as the Evil Lord patted her head and said, "Not bad! Now lick it hard with your tongue."

Yi Qing had no choice but to do so. The Evil Lord said, "Great! That's fucking great! You little nun seem to be a little slut too. Let me teach you a lesson."

The Evil Lord placed Yi Qing in front of the altar, making her face the statue of the god. He then hugged her from behind, his left hand pinching and kneading her snow-white breasts, while his right hand went straight for that mysterious forbidden area.

Yi Qing felt a tingling sensation all over her body. On one hand, she wanted this humiliation to stop as soon as possible, but on the other hand, she couldn't bear to let go of the evil lord's hands. Under extreme stimulation, lust finally overcame reason, and Yi Qing hugged the evil lord like a madwoman.

The evil lord lewdly said, "I knew you were a slut, you finally couldn't hold back!"

The evil lord used a technique of "initiating fire from a distance," and with a "plop," his huge penis was inserted into the virgin's forbidden territory. Yi Qing cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face, and hurriedly tried to struggle free, but it wasn't that easy. The evil lord began to show his skills, thrusting five or six hundred times in succession, each time penetrating to the deepest part of her vagina.

At first, Yi Qing felt pain, but gradually, with the thrusting of the evil lord's penis, her state of mind changed, and slowly she began to utter pleasurable moans, her buttocks responding to the thrusting of his penis.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...so good...mmm...push harder...fuck me harder..."

"Oh...ah...hmm...oh my god...so...so pleasurable...mmm...hmm...uh..."

"Mmm...hmm...you're penetrating me so deep...hmm...so tight...mmm..."

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...I can't take it anymore...ah...ah"

The Evil Lord took a deep breath, and his penis generated a powerful suction force that tightly gripped Yi Qing's vulva. Yi Qing's vaginal fluids were sucked into her body like a tide by the Evil Lord's penis, and she fainted. The Evil Lord rose and walked towards Yi Lin. His six subordinates, having witnessed this erotic encounter, were already hard and eager, awaiting only the Evil Lord's command to mercilessly humiliate the young and beautiful nuns of the Hengshan Sect...

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as the Evil Lord was about to take further action against Yi Lin, Yi Guang, the second disciple of the Hengshan Sect, angrily said, "How can you break your promise?" The

Evil Lord replied, "How can I break my promise?"

Yi Guang said, "Didn't we agree that after you played with Senior Sister, you would let Junior Sister Yi Lin go?"

The Evil Lord sneered, "When did I promise to let Yi Lin go? This is just wishful thinking on the part of that slut Yi Qing."

Yi Guang was so angry he wanted to kill the man before him. The Evil Lord lewdly laughed, "Don't say I won't let Yi Lin go; I won't let any of you go either. After I properly punish this girl Yi Lin, I'll let you taste my power."

"Jade-faced Scholar" Ximen An said to the Evil Lord, "Reporting to Master, after witnessing your magnificent display of power, we are itching to indulge ourselves. We humbly request that you grant us a few Hengshan disciples to satisfy our desires."

The Evil Lord replied, "Very well! Apart from the seven top disciples of the Hengshan Sect, you may enjoy all the other disciples."

The six subordinates were overjoyed and said in unison, "Thank you for your grace, Master!"

The Evil Lord then set up a secret room and imprisoned Yi Qing, Yi Guang, Yi Zhen, Yi Lin, Yi Ming, Zheng E, and Qin Juan inside. The others were left to be divided among his subordinates. Yi Qing remained unconscious in the secret room, and apart from Yi Lin, all the other disciples' vital points were sealed, rendering them unable to move.

The Evil Lord approached Yi Lin step by step. Her clothes had already been torn to shreds, leaving her only scraps of cloth to cover herself. The Evil Lord leered, "You'd better just give in! Didn't your senior sister resist fiercely just now, but in the end, I still made her feel like she was dying of pleasure?"

Yi Lin, tears streaming down her face, said, "You lecherous thief, you ruined my senior sister's purity! I wish I could tear you to pieces!"

The Evil Lord sneered, "You bitch, you won't listen to reason, so you'll have to drink the penalty cup. It seems I won't give in unless I teach you a lesson."

The Evil Lord snatched away Yi Lin's last piece of clothing. Yi Lin resisted fiercely, and the Evil Lord punched her in the abdomen. Yi Lin doubled over in pain, tears streaming down her face.

The Evil Lord sneered, "You slut! This is what happens when you defy me."

He pulled out his penis and lewdly said, "Be a good girl and make my treasure feel good, so you won't suffer."

Yi Lin shook her head and refused. The Evil Lord slapped her cheek, and Yi Lin felt dizzy and almost fainted. He slapped her twice more. Finally, unable to bear the pain, Yi Lin nodded in agreement.

The Evil Lord gently stroked Yi Lin's swollen cheeks and said softly, "That's a good girl. If you listen to me sooner, you won't suffer!"

Yi Lin's fair hands cupped the Evil Lord's penis and gently rubbed it.

The Evil Lord lewdly said, "It seems you haven't given it enough encouragement. Give it a good kiss with your lips."

Yi Lin obeyed and gently kissed the Evil Lord's penis with her cherry lips. The Evil Lord's penis gradually hardened. The Evil Lord put his penis into Yi Lin's mouth, making her breathless.

The Evil Lord lewdly laughed, "It seems your Hengshan Sect's flute and xiao playing skills are quite unique, no less than those of famous courtesans in brothels. Truly delightful!"

The Evil Lord laid Yilin flat on the table, lewdly saying, "Now let me properly serve you."

He spread Yilin's legs, revealing a budding flower before him. His tongue, like a nimble snake, gently probed into that virgin territory, savoring the unique taste of a virgin.

Yilin, lying on the table, felt unbearable shame. Her most precious place was now being invaded by something wet and soft. This feeling was completely different from the sensation she experienced when bathing; it was as if her whole body was floating on clouds. Suddenly, this feeling vanished, replaced by a burning hot penis pressing against the entrance of her vagina.

The Evil Lord leered, "Watch closely how I take Yilin's virginity, because soon I'll do the same to you, ha..."

This time, unlike with Yiqing, the Evil Lord didn't use a quick attack; he wanted to slowly savor the most beautiful woman of the Hengshan Sect before him.

The Evil Lord inserted his penis inch by inch, and when Yilin felt the pain of her virginity being torn apart, he gently pulled it out. After repeating this several times, Yilin felt an itching sensation spreading from her vulva throughout her body and to her heart. The Evil Lord, intentionally teasing her, only rubbed his penis back and forth at the entrance of her vulva without penetrating, driving Yilin to unbearable itch. Finally, waves of soul-stirring moans escaped from Yilin's lips.

The Evil Lord laughed loudly, "How is it? Comfortable?"

Yilin blushed and gasped, "Please...please..." Her voice became barely audible at the end.

The Evil Lord leered, "What are you begging me for? If you want to beg, be louder."

Yi Lin gritted her teeth and finally abandoned her pride, saying, "I...I...I can't take it anymore, I beg you to fuck me quickly."

As soon as she said this, two lines of tears streamed down Yi Lin's face.

The Evil Lord leered, "You've finally become my slave, little darling. I'll grant your wish now."

The Evil Lord picked Yi Lin up and straddled her waist, thrusting upwards with force. Yi Lin screamed in agony as her virginity was finally breached. The Evil Lord changed positions several times, bringing Yi Lin to repeated orgasms.

"Little darling, little slut, are you enjoying being fucked?"

"Mmm...ah...ah...ah..."

"What? You can't answer because you're enjoying it? Watch my big cock fuck you to death, you slut."

"Ah...mmm...faster...harder...mmm...hum..."

"Answer now! You bitch, or I won't fuck you."

"Mmm...I...I'm a slut...ah...I want my dear brother's big cock to fuck me."

"Ah...harder...harder...big cock brother is going to fuck this little slut to death."

Yi Lin, who was always recognized as a saint among her fellow disciples, was now being played with like a bitch in heat by a beast-like man. Seeing her wanton state, the remaining five disciples who had not been raped by the evil lord couldn't help but worry about what would become of them.

Under the evil lord's frenzied rape, Yi Lin's yin essence finally couldn't help but leak out.

"Mmm...ah...dear brother...big cock brother...I'm going to heaven...ah...ah..."

The evil lord used the same trick again, circulating his true energy to his penis, absorbing all of Yi Lin's yin essence into his own body. Yi Lin could no longer hold on, all her strength was gone, and she collapsed like a rag doll.

In the following days, the Evil Lord and his six henchmen went on a rampage, raping all the disciples of the Hengshan Sect and turning a sacred Buddhist site into a den of iniquity. Some disciples, unable to bear the humiliation, committed suicide in despair, while others, traumatized, went insane. The Evil Lord even changed the Hengshan Sect's plaque to "Heavenly Evil Cult." The remaining Hengshan disciples could only watch helplessly as their sect was slandered.

In the secret chamber, all seven of Hengshan's top disciples were imprisoned, each raped by the Evil Lord, becoming his playthings.

The youngest, Qin Juan, said, "Senior Sister, this can't go on. We need to find a way to deal with these beasts."

Yi Qing sighed, "What can we do? We've lost all our martial arts skills. Even if we still had them, we couldn't defeat these animals."

Yi Guang said, "Can we ask for help?"

Yi Qing said, "Who can we ask for help? These beasts are so skilled that there are probably few in the martial world who can rival them."

The usually silent Yi Ming said, "It seems that only Senior Brother Linghu can subdue them."

Yi Lin nodded and said, "That's right! As long as we can find someone to go down the mountain and contact Tian Boguang, he will surely be able to find Senior Brother Linghu."

Qin Juan said, "But who can we ask to go down the mountain and contact Tian Boguang?"

The usually quick-witted Yi Zhen said, "I've got it! Yi Zhi, who delivers our food."

Yi Qing nodded and said, "That's right! Only Yi Zhi has the opportunity to meet with us and deliver messages."

After everyone made their decision, they waited for Yi Zhi to arrive.

Late at night, a dark figure sped down Jianxing Peak, disappearing into the moonlight as it flew further and further away. Another figure slowly emerged; in the moonlight, it was clearly the Evil Lord, a sinister smile playing on his lips.

Half a month later, three swift horses galloped towards Hengshan. Riding them were Linghu Chong and his wife, along with Tian Boguang, the former lone bandit who had become a monk with the Buddhist name Bu Ke Bu Jie. They reached the foot of Hengshan.

"Brother Tian, leave the rest to me. You don't need to go up Jianxing Peak."

"Brother Linghu, more people mean more strength. I'm afraid you won't be able to fight them all."

"If I really am captured, Brother Tian coming with me might only implicate you."

"Yingying, judging from what Brother Tian said, the opponents are all experts. You'd better not come with me."

Yingying grasped Linghu Chong's hands and said, "Brother Chong, from the day we got married, I decided that I would be with you no matter where we were. Even if there are mountains of knives and seas of swords ahead, I will never back down."

Linghu Chong said, "Good! With such a wife, what more could Linghu Chong ask for? Even if it's a dragon's den or a tiger's lair, we will brave it."

Linghu Chong said to Tian Boguang, "Brother Tian, if I haven't come down the mountain in three days, then we've met with trouble. Please ask Abbot Fangzheng of Shaolin and Daoist Chongxu of Wudang for help. Please ask the two of you to come and save Hengshan from this crisis."

After parting ways with Tian Boguang, Linghu Chong and his wife headed towards the summit of Jianxing Peak. When they arrived at Wuse Nunnery, they saw that the Hengshan Sect's plaque had been replaced with the Tianxie Sect's. Linghu Chong was furious and shouted, "Who dares to slander this pure Buddhist land?"

The nunnery gate slowly opened, and a man holding a folding scroll ... The scholar with the fan stepped forward to greet them, saying, "Are you two Young Master Linghu and Madam Linghu? My master has been waiting for you for a long time. Please come in and have a chat."

The two entered the main hall, where they saw a man dressed in a brocade robe and wearing a mask. Linghu Chong

calmly said, "You must be the Evil Lord!" The Evil Lord smiled indifferently, "It seems Tian Boguang was quite clear."

Linghu Chong and Yingying were greatly alarmed. The Evil Lord said, "No need to be surprised. I deliberately let Yizhi go down the mountain to inform them."

Linghu Chong asked, "What reason?"

The Evil Lord said, "If not for this, why would Young Master Linghu and his wife grace us with their presence?"

Linghu Chong said, "Now that I'm here, can you release all the Hengshan Sect disciples?"

The Evil Lord laughed wildly, "Releasing them is easy. Show me your skills!"

Then, "Two-Sword Style" Miyamoto Taro, Joyful Buddha, "Battle Maniac" Qiu Qianli, and "Blood Claw" Du Sha surrounded Linghu Chong and his wife...

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the Four

Colorless Nunnery, Linghu Chong and his wife were surrounded by four top masters. The Evil Lord laughed wildly, "If you want to fight me, I'm afraid you're not qualified. Defeat my men first."

Seeing that his opponents were all top-tier masters, Linghu Chong, fearing that Yingying's presence would distract him, said to Yingying, "Yingying, stay aside and cover for me."

Yingying knew her martial arts were inferior to those of the enemies before her, and simply said to Linghu Chong, "Brother Chong, you must be careful."

Linghu Chong nodded, and Yingying stepped aside.

The Two-Sword Style Miyamoto Taro, already impatient, shouted, "You bastard! Enough with the nonsense, prepare to die!"

His twin swords conjured a curtain of blades as he attacked Linghu Chong. Linghu Chong was secretly astonished by the speed of this Japanese ronin's swordsmanship, even surpassing Tian Boguang's. Linghu Chong dodged to the side, his sword already drawn. The sounds of clashing swords filled the air.

Although Miyamoto Taro's "Hundred Demon Slash" sword technique was fast, it still had flaws. After a hundred moves, Linghu Chong took advantage of Miyamoto Taro's change of moves and thrust his sword into the gap. Miyamoto's arm was injured. Huanxi Fo shouted, "Everyone, attack side by side!"

Huanxi Fo, holding the "Vajra Staff," Qiu Qianli's "Heavenly Thunder Axe," and Du Sha's "Soul-Hooking Iron Claw" rushed towards Linghu Chong. Ximen An and Xuanming Shangren remained calm and made no move. Qiu Qianli used the "Heaven and Earth Splitting" move to strike down from above. Linghu Chong swung his longsword to block the axe. Linghu Chong felt his tiger's mouth go numb from the shock, and his longsword almost slipped from his hand.

At this moment, the "Madman's Staff Technique" of the Joyful Buddha attacked from the side again, forcing Linghu Chong to leap back. Du Sha's Soul-Hooking Claw, using the Earth-Hall Movement Technique, struck directly at Linghu Chong's leg. Surrounded by four masters, Linghu Chong appeared somewhat flustered, only able to defend himself with all his might, having no energy left to attack the enemy.

Yingying, who was outside the battle, also saw her husband's precarious situation, but due to her insufficient skill, she couldn't join the fight. Suddenly, Yingying thought of "capturing the leader first," realizing that as long as she held the Evil Lord hostage, his subordinates wouldn't stop attacking. With this thought, Yingying drew a short sword from her sleeve and lunged at the Evil Lord. Strangely, Ximen An and Xuanming Shangren didn't intervene, allowing her to attack the Evil Lord.

The Evil Lord laughed, "Madam Linghu, would you like to play with me too?"

Yingying didn't answer, her short sword flashing like lightning as she stabbed at the Evil Lord. The Evil Lord laughed wildly, "So you want to help Linghu Chong out of danger? Fine! I'll give you a chance. If you can force me to make a move within fifty moves, I'll order them to stop. After fifty moves... heh! heh! I'll be quite ruthless towards you."

Hearing this, Yingying quickened her pace and attacked the Evil Lord even more, but the Evil Lord was like a ghost, and no matter how fast Yingying moved, the two were always three feet apart. Seeing that the fifty moves were almost up, and the Evil Lord still showed no intention of making a move, Yingying had an idea. She used her lightness skill to leap three feet high. At this moment, Yingying took out dozens of silver needles from her bosom and shot them at the Evil Lord. The area within five feet around the Evil Lord was covered by silver needles. The Evil Lord didn't dodge, and the silver needles that were shot at him fell to the ground one foot away from him. Yingying was terrified.

The Evil Lord laughed, "Madam Linghu, fifty moves have passed. I'm about to make my move, so be careful."

In a flash, the Evil Lord moved from five zhang away to in front of Yingying. Yingying was terrified and tried to leap away, but she felt a sudden numbness throughout her body; the Evil Lord had struck her vital points, rendering her immobile. The Evil Lord picked Yingying up and sat her on the couch. Yingying felt both ashamed and angry. No other man had ever touched her body except her husband, and now she was lying in another man's arms. How could she face anyone after this? Tears streamed down her face.

The Evil Lord gently kissed her cheek and lewdly said, "Little darling, don't cry! I'll take good care of you."

Unable to bear the humiliation, Yingying gritted her teeth, wanting to bite her tongue to commit suicide, but the Evil Lord was faster, already gripping her teeth.

The Evil Lord sneered, "Trying to bite your tongue and commit suicide? It's not that easy. If you don't want Linghu Chong to die a miserable death, you'd better obey me."

Yingying knew he was telling the truth, so she had no choice but to give up the idea of suicide.

Linghu Chong had been fighting the four masters alone for over an hour. After all, Linghu Chong's internal energy was relatively profound, and the four masters were already showing signs of exhaustion. At this moment, seeing his beloved wife captured and humiliated, Linghu Chong was filled with uncontrollable rage. With a long roar, he leaped out of the battle circle and thrust his sword at the Evil Lord. Two streams of yang energy and yin energy came from the left and right in front of him. Linghu Chong abandoned his sword and used the internal energy of the Yi Jin Jing to resist. The four palms collided, and the three figures separated, each adjusting their internal energy.

Ximen An laughed, "Young Master Linghu, are my Blazing Sun Hand and the Supreme Master's Profound Darkness Palm passable?"

Linghu Chong was shocked that these evil heretics knew how to use martial arts techniques lost for hundreds of years. It seemed that if these evils were not eliminated today, they would surely harm the righteous path of martial arts in the future. He decided to use the "Star Absorbing Technique," a martial art he hadn't used for many years.

The three of them clashed again, their four palms exchanging blows. The surrounding energy surged, making it impossible for anyone to get close. The internal energy of the Blazing Sun Hand and the Profound Darkness Palm was gradually absorbed by the Star Absorbing Technique. After a moment, all three of them were covered in sweat. At this moment, Ximen An and the Supreme Master Xuanming exchanged a glance. They each extended their remaining palms and merged them. Linghu Chong felt the internal energy in the opponent's palm suddenly surge like a flood. The internal energy he had just absorbed also underwent a change, rapidly flowing outwards. Linghu Chong was shocked and suddenly felt a pain in his chest. He had been blasted six zhang away by the force of the two palms.

Linghu Chong, severely injured, collapsed to the ground, struggling to his feet. The moment he stood still, the hot blood in his chest

could no longer be contained and spilled from his mouth. The Evil Lord laughed wildly, "Linghu Chong, you've been clever all your life, yet you don't understand the principle of water and fire being incompatible. The Blazing Sun Hand and the Profound Dark Palm are inherently mutually exclusive, but their combined attack is doubly powerful. However, if a person possesses both of these internal energies simultaneously, they will repel each other and burst forth from the body. Those with weaker internal energy will have their bones shattered, while you are only severely injured, demonstrating the profound depth of your internal energy. Today, you have been defeated by me; you should die without regret. But don't worry, I won't kill you, because you are still of great use to me, ha..."

Hearing this, Linghu Chong... Linghu Chong could no longer hold on and fainted...

He didn't know how long he was unconscious before he finally woke up. Upon waking, he felt an unbearable pain in his chest. He hurriedly circulated his internal energy to heal his wounds. After circulating his true energy for several cycles, the pain subsided slightly. Only then could Linghu Chong make out his surroundings in the dim light. He realized he was in a dungeon, and it seemed that there were other people imprisoned in the dungeon. Linghu Chong groped forward, and suddenly a soft body nestled beside him. Linghu Chong exclaimed in surprise, "Who is it? Is it Yingying?"

He heard the person panting heavily, and waves of soul-stirring, dreamlike moans entered Linghu Chong's ears.

"Mmm... Ah... I'm so hot... Hold me... Quick... Hold me... Ah!"

Linghu Chong blurted out, "Junior Sister Yilin."

It turned out that besides Linghu Chong, the seven disciples of the Hengshan Sect were also imprisoned in this dungeon. After days of being brutally raped by the Evil Lord, their true nature had been lost; each of them had become a wanton woman, their sexual desires surpassing those of ordinary people.

Linghu Chong, trapped within, felt utterly humiliated. He saw seven naked, alluring bodies coiled around him like snakes. An unusual fragrance emanated from their bodies, making him feel dizzy and restless. Linghu Chong hurriedly tried to use the calming technique from the Yi Jin Jing, but his internal energy was depleted due to his severe injuries, greatly weakening his composure. Coupled with the surrounding lewd sounds and seductive words, Linghu Chong's composure was on the verge of collapse.

Linghu Chong finally succumbed to temptation, letting out a shout as he pulled Yilin into his arms, greedily kissing her snow-white breasts. Meanwhile, Yiqing knelt down, gently kissing Linghu Chong's penis. The others also did their utmost to achieve maximum physical pleasure, filling the dungeon with an atmosphere of lust.

Outside the dungeon, the Evil Lord and his men were enjoying this erotic spectacle. The Evil Lord laughed, "Joyful Buddha, your wondrous aphrodisiac is truly miraculous! Even someone as self-proclaimed a gentleman as Linghu Chong has become less than a beast."

Joyful Buddha laughed, "Thank you for your praise, Master! But I don't understand what use this is to us."

The Evil Lord said, "Linghu Chong's internal energy is as deep as a treasure trove. If I could seize his power, my cultivation would surely advance to a higher level. However, Linghu Chong practices the Star-Absorbing Technique; forcibly seizing his internal energy is unlikely. Instead, he would absorb my own internal energy. Today, I'm training these seven women..." "Son, during our intercourse, I've already infused them with the method of absorbing yang energy to replenish yin. Now, every time Linghu Chong has intercourse with them, they absorb a portion of his internal energy. In less than half a month, Linghu Chong will lose all his internal energy. I can then absorb more of his power from these women before killing him."

The subordinates praised in unison, "Master is indeed a brilliant strategist."

After ordering his men to leave, the Evil Lord entered the secret chamber alone. This chamber was originally used to imprison the seven disciples of the Hengshan Sect. Next door was the dungeon, and on the wall was a specially made "magic mirror." Once activated, it could clearly show the scene inside the dungeon.

Yingying was fast asleep on the couch. The Evil Lord sat on the couch, carefully gazing at this picture of a sleeping beauty. He couldn't resist reaching out to gently stroke Yingying's face, exclaiming, "Truly a natural beauty! You've only become more radiant over the years. It's such a pity that Linghu Chong has such a wonderful woman all to himself. I must savor her properly."

Just as the Evil Lord was about to make a further move, Yingying suddenly awoke and struck him with her palm. The Evil Lord grabbed her hand, and Yingying struggled to break free.

The Evil Lord chuckled, "Should I call you Madam Linghu, or Master Sister-in-law?"

Yingying stopped struggling, a look of terror on her face.

"You...you...who are you?"

"I am a person who has returned from hell."

The Evil Lord removed his mask, revealing a face Yingying recognized.

"Lin Pingzhi!" Yingying cried out, uttering this name that seemed unbelievable to her.

Lin Pingzhi laughed, "That's right! It's me. How have you been, Madam Linghu?"

"Impossible! I buried Lin Pingzhi's body myself. Besides, Lin Pingzhi was blind, his martial arts were completely gone, and he had castrated himself. He's definitely not like you."

"Ha! Ha! Speaking of which, I should thank you properly. If you hadn't imprisoned me in the dungeon of Plum Manor, how could I have obtained the martial arts manual and rebirth method of the founder of the Sun Moon Cult, the Heavenly Evil Supreme, allowing me to be reborn from the dead and have my body regenerated?"

Yingying now understood that Lin Pingzhi's death that day was just a stage in his training.

Lin Pingzhi smiled maliciously, "The first people I want to repay after my rebirth are naturally your couple. Madam Linghu, how do you want me to repay you?"

Yingying felt uneasy under his gaze and reluctantly replied, "Where is Brother Chong? I want to see him."

Lin Pingzhi smiled, "Senior Brother is enjoying my hospitality next door, but I think it's better if you don't see him."

Yingying asked, "Why?"

Lin Pingzhi said, "Because you will definitely regret it after seeing him."

Yingying became suspicious, "No matter what, I must see him."

"Alright! I hope you won't regret it."

Lin Pingzhi led Yingying to the magic mirror and turned it on. A disgusting scene appeared before Yingying's eyes. She saw Linghu Chong holding Qin Juan, the youngest member of the Hengshan Sect, while Linghu Chong's penis was thrusting in and out of her vagina, and lewd sounds of intercourse could be heard through the small copper tube.

"Mmm.............Ah............Senior brother..... harder.....mmm.....humph"

"Junior sister...your little hole is so tight.....no wonder you've only recently been deflowered........"

"Ah............Ah........Junior sister loves senior brother's big cock so much........fuck me to death.....mmm"

"Oh.....so good.....so good.....Junior sister, your wet hole is about to break my cock........oh"

Seeing Linghu Chong and Qin Juan making love, Yingying couldn't help but feel sad, and tears could no longer be held back. At this moment, Lin Pingzhi took the opportunity to approach and said softly to Yingying, "Linghu Chong is really wrong, how could he treat you like this? Don't cry, such a heartless person is not worth shedding tears for."

Yingying felt that Lin Pingzhi's words had an invisible magnetic force, making her no longer hate him. Lin Pingzhi embraced Yingying from behind, his hands caressing her full breasts through her clothes. He whispered in her ear, "Look how lonely your body is, like a withering flower needing rain. Linghu Chong doesn't cherish you and fools around with other women. You can't let yourself wither away. Your lonely body needs a man's comfort, so let me comfort you!"

Lin Pingzhi kissed Yingying's neck. Yingying felt so tired and just wanted to close her eyes and enjoy the caresses. Lin Pingzhi carried Yingying to the bed and gently undressed her until she was only wearing her underpants and a red bodice.

Looking at this stunningly beautiful woman, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but admire her. He quickly stripped off all his clothes, revealing a strong, rejuvenated physique.

Lin Pingzhi kissed Yingying's cherry lips, his tongue darting into her mouth like a serpent, roaming freely for a while before launching his final assault. He reached out and removed Yingying's bodice and underpants. Yingying was instantly overcome with shame. Lin Pingzhi's fingers slid down her back to her most private area.

He gently teased her clitoris with two fingers, and Yingying began to react. He pulled out his fingers and whispered in her ear, "Look how much you need a man, you little slut."

Lin Pingzhi gently kneaded her full breasts, sucking and biting at her pale pink nipples, giving her immense stimulation. Yingying's intoxicating moans filled the secret room. Lin Pingzhi turned his body upside down, facing Yingying's tender vulva, while Yingying faced his penis. Lin Pingzhi gently licked the nectar-filled bud, while Yingying opened her cherry lips and took his penis in, her tongue lightly licking the most sensitive part of it.

"Little slut, do you feel good?"

"Big cock brother, my cunt is so hot and itchy, I can't take it anymore."

"Let my big cock help relieve the itch in your cunt!"

Lin Pingzhi straightened Yingying, raised her buttocks, and thrust his huge penis into her vagina: "Little darling, I didn't expect that after so many years of marriage, your cunt is still so tight. It seems that Linghu Chong is really wasting his talent. Today, let me satisfy you."

"Fuck! Fuck hard! Fuck my cunt to death!"

As Lin Pingzhi raped Yingying, he felt a strange pleasure, and the resentment he had accumulated in the dungeon for many years was finally relieved.

"Mmm........Ah...So good...Your big cock is about to fuck me to death........Mmm.....Hmph." "You little slut! Tell me, who fucks you better, Linghu Chong or me."

"Hmph.........Of course it's you fucking me better.....Ah.....Don't stop.....Harder.....Ah."

"Ah........This little slut wants your big cock.....to fuck her every day.....Mmm.....Fuck me to death........."

"Hmph.........Dear brother.....Mmm.....I'm going to die of pleasure.....Ah.....I'm going to lose it........Ah........"

Yingying's delicate body trembled, and a stream of yin essence gushed out, which Lin Pingzhi absorbed completely.

After a passionate encounter, Lin Pingzhi dressed and sneered at the still-sleeping Yingying, "Foolish woman, you've already fallen under my love spell and don't even know it. I'll make you the most lewd woman in the martial arts world, let a thousand men ride you, ten thousand men fuck you, ha..."

Lin Pingzhi's maniacal laughter echoed continuously in the secret room

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