Fairy Tale of Spring Dreams 1-5

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A soft "clang!" rang out, like metal clashing. The force of the impact forced both men back several steps.
Had they not witnessed it firsthand, they would never have guessed that the sound was merely a halberd finger striking the spine of a sword, forcefully
knocking their opponent away.

Although the distance had increased by several steps, normally they would either attack to determine a victor or seize the opportunity to retreat.
However, the man could only freeze in place, letting out a soft sigh, coldly watching the retreating woman, steadying his breath to face
his formidable foe.

Under the moonlight, the woman in white had long, flowing black hair that cascaded
down her sculpted shoulders and neck, highlighting her delicate features. Her eyebrows were like willow branches, and her bright, sparkling eyes
revealed a clear and intelligent nature. Her skin was as smooth and white as snow, and her lips were rosy and alluring. Her
exquisite features were set in her mirror-like oval face, making her beauty and ethereal charm comparable only to a fairy descended from heaven.

A gentle breeze stirred the woman's flawless white dress, subtly revealing her high, firm
breasts, creating a breathtaking, undulating mountain-like scene. Her slender waist swayed in the wind, seemingly too delicate to be grasped, and her exceptionally long
, jade-like legs were straight and shapely, a breathtakingly perfect balance of plumpness and slenderness. Her unparalleled beauty was like a lotus emerging from the water, a peony swaying in the wind, inspiring endless admiration.
Even though her delicate body trembled slightly, causing her clothes to flutter as if she had suffered a slight setback in the fight, it did not diminish her
ethereal, cold, and noble aura.

Although Duanmu Yinshuang's swordsmanship was renowned for both her beauty and skill, and she had been a formidable opponent in the martial world for over a decade
, the man she fought appeared to be only in his early twenties. However, his infamous reputation had been swaying in the martial world for over thirty years. In terms of sheer skill,
few could rival Yue Wujiang. Moreover, he practiced a hard-hitting technique that made him impervious to blades and spears. Even if the difference in their skill levels
were not significant, Duanmu Yinshuang would likely win more often than lose. Unfortunately, Duanmu Yinshuang had accompanied her two disciples, both
rising stars of the Mingyu Pavilion. While Mei Yingxue and Mei Yuxiang's swordsmanship was far inferior to Duanmu Yinshuang's
, they could only hold off Yue Wujiang for a few moves at most. With the assistance of these two women, it would be difficult for Yue Wujiang to escape unscathed from Duanmu Yinshuang's grasp.

Although she had the upper hand, Duanmu Yinshuang's mind was as clear as a mirror. With Yue Wujiang's formidable skills, if he were to risk
internal injuries, escaping would be no problem. The reason he was stubbornly resisting was mostly because he was waiting for his accomplices to come
to his aid when things went wrong. More importantly... this man was a lecherous scoundrel. Although he didn't steal many women, it was because his standards were extremely
high. Ordinary women were beneath his notice. Those who would make him want to take action were either celestial beauties or of noble status, like
the Hundred Flowers Hall Master 'Night Rose' Bisiya who suffered a similar fate half a year ago.

Here, regardless of status or appearance, she and the Mei sisters seemed to meet Yue Wujiang's standards. Just
watching her catch up with Yue Wujiang and make her move, when their eyes met, there seemed to be a strange magic, as if just a
glance could strip her naked. Even when her disciple caught up with her and they formed a battle formation, their eyes met,
as if a strange force surged in, trying to forcibly engrave something in her mind and body. If she hadn't been so shaken, with
Duanmu Yinshuang's martial arts skills, how could she have suffered such a loss?

During the exchange, it was impossible for their eyes to leave each other. Faced with an
opponent whose gaze was so intense it felt like a different kind of combat tactic, Duanmu Yinshuang, despite her good composure, could only barely maintain her balance. Mei Yingxue's breathing grew
heavier, and Mei Yuxiang's sword trembled slightly, as if she were about to succumb to temptation. If this continued, allowing Yue Wujiang to escape was
a minor matter; if they were unlucky enough to fall into the hands of this lecherous thief, given their beauty, the shameful
things that would happen next were obvious. If Duanmu Yinshuang's first disciple, Ji Jieying, who had long been active in the martial world, were here, with her
martial arts skills no less than Duanmu Yinshuang's, would Yue Wujiang be so arrogant?

In a flash, Duanmu Yinshuang spoke, her voice gentle and sweet, like a divine decree, barely perceptible to the ear.
At this moment, Duanmu Yinshuang was engaged in battle with a powerful enemy: "Brother Yue, you are currently in a difficult position, and the outcome is uncertain. Why don't we each take a step back?
If Brother Yue is willing to temporarily cease fighting, stay in our pavilion for three years, refrain from participating in the battle between Master Du and the Demonic Sect, and not rely on your strength to attack or
injure anyone in our pavilion, then after three years, Brother Yue will be free to roam as he pleases. What do you say?"

"Master!" Upon hearing Duanmu Yinshuang's words, Mei Yingxue and Mei Yuxiang exclaimed in surprise. Although
the most important matter at hand was to prevent Yue Wujiang and his followers from supporting the Demonic Sect, and Du Biguan
, the master of Lingyun Manor, had asked Duanmu Yinshuang to take action through his wife Ji Jieying for this very reason, the Mingyu Pavilion's succession was extremely difficult. Those of Duanmu Yinshuang's generation
had either passed away or left the pavilion. In addition, Ji Jieying had already left the martial world, leaving only three women in this generation of the pavilion. If Yue Wujiang were to enter,
it would be tantamount to opening the door to thieves. Putting aside other issues, if Yue Wujiang were to take advantage of the situation, given his expertise in seductive and lewd techniques,
the chastity of the three women would likely be in jeopardy.

Duanmu Yinshuang's beautiful eyes swept over the two women, Mei Yingxue and Mei Yuxiang. Their hearts
fluttered; that gaze didn't resemble their master's, but rather bore a striking resemblance to the way Yue Wujiang had looked at them earlier. Both women felt their hearts flutter,
unable to calm down, and though they had something to say, they found themselves speechless.

Mei Yingxue, her heart still slightly troubled by the gaze, was slightly surprised. It seemed
strange that she was so wary and hostile. After all, harmony was valued in this world, and avoiding a life-or-death struggle was a good thing. Besides, as long as she was careful
and hadn't been seduced by Yue Wujiang, and as long as she stayed away from his bed, her chastity should be safe. Turning
to look at her sister, she saw Mei Yuxiang nod in unison, but her eyes seemed to hold some doubt, wondering
what had just happened.

"If that's the case, what if I, Yue, have been in Mingyu Pavilion for three years?" Yue Wujiang sneered, raising his hand.
"Since that's the case, then let's mark this with a high five. For the next three years, I, Yue, will stay in Mingyu Pavilion properly and will not rely on my martial arts to stand out .
Pavilion Master Duanmu, please."

He clapped three times, feeling a heat in his palms. Before Duanmu Yinshuang could think further, she saw Mei Yingxue and Mei Yuxiang each clap three times with Yue Wujiang. Although she felt that Yue Wujiang was being a bit too cautious, she understood the principle of "
when under someone's roof, one must bow one's head." 　　After letting Yue Wujiang into the guest room, Duanmu Yinshuang breathed a sigh of relief, her previously anxious heart finally calming down. 　　Since Mingyu Pavilion had a small population, it naturally didn't have any prison cells. Yue Wujiang's residence was a guest room. However, to avoid any lewd behavior, the guest room was deliberately arranged differently; there were no beds, only bedding, and the floor was covered with straw and wood mats, which could be used for sitting or lying down without any inconvenience. It was said to be a style of decoration from Japan, but it was unknown where it originated.

She had no idea when she had read this knowledge, nor why she had taken it to heart. Although Duanmu Yinshuang was somewhat puzzled,
it wasn't bad to be able to resolve this matter. After all, without a bed, even if Yue Wujiang had lustful intentions, he would find it difficult to take a woman to bed. At least she didn't need to worry about her
and her second disciple's purity. However, she really had to be careful from now on. Although they weren't from the same lineage as the Demonic Sect, Yue Wujiang
seemed to have some connection with the Demonic Sect. If someone really attacked Mingyu Pavilion, she couldn't be careless in dealing with it.

However, Mingyu Pavilion was considered easy to defend and difficult to attack. Not only was it located in a remote place, with few people knowing its location, but there was only one
valley path for entry and exit. The mountain walls on both sides of the path were deep and narrow. Generally speaking, this would not be an insurmountable natural barrier for martial artists. However,
the rocks outside Mingyu Pavilion were extremely black, hard, and exceptionally smooth, as if they had been forged in fire. Even with divine weapons, ordinary masters
would find it difficult to break through the rocks and leave marks, let alone climb them.

With a sigh of relief, Duanmu Yinshuang went to sleep after her hot spring bath, never expecting what awaited her
...

Suddenly opening her eyes, Duanmu Yinshuang found herself no longer in the room. Although the bed was still the same,
the pink bed curtains hung low, obscuring the darkness outside. Even with her limited vision, she couldn't see the top of the bed. Worse still,
Duanmu Yinshuang was now bound to the bedposts with her limbs outstretched. Her strength seemed to have vanished
, making it impossible for her to break free. Moreover, her body was now naked, and the friction between their skin felt strange
, not like the touch of silk, but rather like being caressed.

Startled, she quickly regained her composure. Although Duanmu Yinshuang felt she was dreaming, she couldn't bring herself to touch her skin
, and for a moment, she seemed unable to wake up. Fortunately, this was the case. She couldn't help but think that if it weren't a dream, but rather inside the Mingyu
Pavilion, being manipulated in such a shameful state, it wouldn't be so bad if her disciple saw it, but Yue Wujiang was still
there! If she were naked and bound like this in front of Yue Wujiang, she would be powerless to struggle, and that lecherous thief wouldn't let
such a delicacy pass by. And since they were on the bed, how could this alluring state escape the lustful thief?

As fate would have it, just as Duanmu Yinshuang was struggling, a figure appeared like a ghost beside the bed.
She couldn't see the person, but she felt that tangible gaze mercilessly sweeping over her. Even without seeing the person,
Duanmu Yinshuang knew it must be Yue Wujiang's lecherous eyes, those eyes that belonged only to the lecherous thief. Why did it have to
appear at this time?!

She gritted her teeth, but not only could she not get up, she couldn't even cover her body. Duanmu Yinshuang was both ashamed and angry.
If she weren't dreaming, her body would probably be burning hot. Earlier, when she made her move, Duanmu Yinshuang had already felt the man's gaze was unbearable
, as if an extra hand was relentlessly assaulting her. Now, with her naked body before him, the feeling was even more terrifying.
Especially since Duanmu Yinshuang was not only exceptionally beautiful and skilled in swordsmanship, but also, unbeknownst to others, possessed a beauty that
surpassed all others even beneath her clothes. Even in a dream, being so thoroughly and unhindered by this lecherous thief was unbearable for her. How could Duanmu Yinshuang possibly endure it
? Yet, she was now powerless to resist, unable to even conceal herself.

Feeling that gaze inexplicably sweeping over her body, Duanmu Yinshuang gritted her teeth and struggled, but could only weakly twist
her waist and straighten her body. She couldn't even close her long legs, let alone cover herself; her desperate struggles only made the lecherous thief's gaze move even more rudely
around her.

As she struggled, she could almost feel the fragrant sweat glistening on her skin. Duanmu Yinshuang was both amazed by the vividness of the dream and filled with shame.
She thought of her own incredibly sexy and alluring body—her skin as smooth and lustrous as jade, soft and translucent, needless to say. Her breasts were full
, firm, and high, far surpassing those of ordinary women, perhaps even surpassing
the mature voluptuousness of the seductive courtesans of the demonic sect. Once exposed, the two rosy nipples on her full breasts, when aroused, would resemble
two large, round grapes, turning purplish-red against her fair skin, even more alluring. The deep
cleavage between her breasts, like a valley, further captivated the lecherous thief, making it impossible for him to look away from his burning lust.

She struggled until she was breathless and unable to speak. Just as Duanmu Yinshuang was feeling ashamed, the lecherous thief outside the bed made his move,
taking a silk scarf from who-knows-where and binding Duanmu Yinshuang's eyes. Duanmu Yinshuang was still in shock and doubt when she suddenly felt him
gently breathe on her ear. The warm breath seemed to penetrate her brain, and her entire body involuntarily heated up.
The feeling of being unable to resist seemed to spread throughout her body instantly with the heat, making Duanmu Yinshuang's delicate body go limp, as if something
was about to burst out from within her, but she could only close her legs to resist.

But now that the lecherous thief had made his move, how could the powerless Duanmu Yinshuang withstand it? She felt his lips and
tongue gently sliding across her skin, sucking and lightly biting. With each movement, his warm breath gently seeped
into her body through her pores. His hands pressed against her slender waist, caressing and slowly probing, seemingly trying to forcefully penetrate between her legs, yet sometimes advancing and sometimes retreating, gradually
wearing down Duanmu Yinshuang's virginal instincts. Only now, with her breath coming in short gasps, did Duanmu Yinshuang realize that
the reason he had blindfolded her was to focus her senses on the fragrant touch. But now, she
could only obediently endure the lecher's methods, letting the intensified stimulation course through her body.

A sense of foreboding washed over her, but the heat within her body was already surging uncontrollably.
Before Duanmu Yinshuang could even react, the unprecedentedly intense stimulation erupted fiercely. She felt a spasm, and with a silent
gasp and a sob, she involuntarily arched her back and thrust her hips forward, as if something incredibly powerful was gushing out from within,
no longer able to be contained. The tight, almost painful sensation felt both brief and incredibly long. After a while, Duanmu Yinshuang
collapsed back onto the bed, breathing silently, momentarily forgetting that her vulnerable state was so
blatantly exposed before the lecher!

After panting for a while, the woman's senses had just calmed down when she suddenly felt the lecherous thief lift her round, peach-like
buttocks and spread her jade legs wide apart. Even someone as inexperienced as Duanmu Yinshuang knew that this was
the moment the lecherous thief was about to forcibly rape her. But she had just been swept away by the pleasure of lust, and the stimulation of orgasm made her lose herself. She almost
forgot that she was the Mingyu Pavilion Master, whom no one in the martial arts world dared to disrespect, and the Duanmu Yinshuang, whom no one in the martial arts world could look up to. She only
wanted to explore the unique sexual pleasure of the female body. At this moment, her body was ready, and her wet nectar had overflowed
onto the lecherous thief's hands, clearly telling him that she urgently needed it.

"

No!" A sharp cry, tinged with anger and embarrassment, escaped her lips as Duanmu Yinshuang sat bolt upright. She felt drenched in sweat
; her undergarment was completely soaked, even seeping into the sheets. She felt ashamed to lie down, realizing she
had escaped her dream. Though her mind had left the dream, the profuse sweat and intense heat told her that she was still awake.
Although it was all a dream, it felt so real, almost tangible, far more than just a fleeting thought.

After changing her undergarments, Duanmu Yinshuang felt her body go limp, as if the sensual
stimulation from the dream still lingered. A slight chill ran through her; though she had had strange dreams before, none were as vivid as tonight's.
The feeling of her legs being parted and the lecherous man's penis at the gates even gave her a sense of impending defilement. If she had
n't woken up in time, she feared she would have truly lost her virginity in the dream!

Although she realized this strange occurrence stemmed from confining Yue Wujiang in the pavilion, she understood that only her own thoughts could influence her dream;
no one else could interfere. Even if Yue Wujiang's martial arts were ten times stronger, or his demonic techniques and tricks were ten times more numerous,
he couldn't possibly alter her dream, let alone make Duanmu Yinshuang feel so ashamed in it. However, despite these thoughts, and
knowing she was only blaming Yue Wujiang for the strange dream, Duanmu Yinshuang still felt uneasy. Even after changing her undergarment and
lying back in bed, her mind was still replaying the erotic dream she had just had.

If it were just a dream, that would be fine, but what if the dream came true! Duanmu Yinshuang's heart fluttered slightly. She knew that with her beauty
and ethereal grace, she was the kind of woman a lecherous scoundrel would never let slip by, not to mention her alluring body
. She wondered if Yue Wujiang, upon seeing her naked, would simply climb into bed and rape her
, causing Duanmu Yinshuang unbearable pain and the loss of her precious virginity; or, like Bisiya before her, would
he use all his skills, bestowing upon her various aphrodisiacs and lewd techniques, making Bisiya not only lose her virginity but also become
abnormally sensitive, easily aroused by the slightest teasing, and practically unable to live without a man.

Although she knew that as a woman, sooner or later she would have to submit to a man, both physically and mentally, because the stimulation of lust was
natural and so intense as to be uncontrollable, and once it overwhelmed her, forcibly resisting and enduring it would only harm her,
and might even waste her naturally beautiful body; even though for a woman, there would inevitably come
a night when she would be defeated and subjugated by a man, offering herself body and soul, she would never want to be defeated by a lecherous scoundrel. The thought of her body being
completely conquered by a lecherous scoundrel, who would then discard her like trash after his satiated feast, while her body and mind still craved
the pleasure of sexual satisfaction and the nourishment of a man's love, how could Duanmu Yinshuang bear it?

Sigh… If Yue Wujiang really wanted to toy with her, he might have other ways. What if, as in her dream,
he had her pinned to the bed, unable to struggle, while he captured Mei Yingxue or Mei Yuxiang,
caressing and playing with them right before her eyes, arousing her to an uncontrollable lust? And she, powerless to help, could only watch helplessly as Yue
Wujiang defiled them, igniting their passions, conquering and possessing them, transforming them from pure, chivalrous women
into wanton, lustful creatures craving men. And then, in front of them, he would also play with her, a woman watching, aroused but powerless to resist
… Just thinking about this made Duanmu Yinshuang feel a growing wetness between her legs.

Suddenly realizing something was wrong, Duanmu Yinshuang jolted awake. Had she fallen for his schemes?
Remembering what Bisiya, who had been brutally violated by Yue Wujiang, had said—that Yue Wujiang had some connection with the Demonic Sect and had previously
exchanged techniques with a Demonic Sect Venerable, supposedly learning some kind of hypnotic art that could make women lose their resistance to him and be completely at his mercy—
Duanmu Yinshuang, who was usually peaceful and dreamless, dreamt of these shameful things at night. If she lost
her deep hatred for Yue Wujiang that day, she might truly be in danger.

But upon closer reflection, Duanmu Yinshuang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and relax. Perhaps Yue Wujiang truly possessed extraordinary abilities,
but for a lecherous thief to have sex with a woman, he first needed to get her into bed. Currently, Yue Wujiang was under a restraint, suppressing
seventy percent of his martial arts. Furthermore, the only available space was the floor and bedding
, with no bed. Even if he had some strange skills to arouse Duanmu Yinshuang, without a bed, he couldn't use them. Not to mention, even if Duanmu Yinshuang knew that lust was inherent in all people,
and that even the most beautiful and valiant women would eventually submit to a man's advances, she knew that with the thief's abilities,
he could make a woman feel like she was in heaven. Yet, Duanmu Yinshuang's resentment and disdain for Yue Wujiang remained
undiminished. She would never allow Yue Wujiang to have the chance to touch her pure virginity.

Since their resentment and disdain remained, there shouldn't be any issue with the hypnotic technique. However, Mei Yingxue and Mei Yuxiang
were young and inexperienced in the martial world, and their disgust for the lecherous thief was merely theoretical. She needed to be careful the next day to prevent them from
falling victim to the thief's evil tricks.

The next morning, when Duanmu Yinshuang saw the two women, she immediately sensed something was wrong. Mei Yingxue wore light makeup, and at first glance,
she looked no different. However, compared to her usual naturally beautiful and graceful appearance, those who knew her well would know something was amiss.
Mei Yuxiang, on the other hand, had dark circles under her eyes and yawned before entering the hall. Clearly, neither of them had slept well the night before.
She wondered if, like herself, they had had some unspeakable erotic dreams. Duanmu Yinshuang's heart skipped a beat, and for a moment, she
even felt an urge to draw her sword and seek revenge on Yue Wujiang.

"What's wrong?"

"Reporting to Master, I'm just nervous." He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was only trying to cover it up.
How could his master or sister not notice that something was wrong with him, even if it was just a thin layer of makeup that he had never worn before? "That lecherous thief...
although he restrained seventy percent of her internal energy, and there are array formations around the guest room, it should be difficult for her to escape. But thinking that he's so close
, thinking that he might climb into Yingxue's bed... how could Yingxue not be nervous? She slept very little all night, and
didn't even dream!"

"Yuxiang, on the other hand, had a strange dream in the middle of the night," Mei Yuxiang glanced at Mei Yingxue, then closed her eyes, as if feeling
a bit sore and uncomfortable: "When I helped settle Senior Bi before, I heard her mention her
situation when she fell into Yue Wujiang's hands, but last night... I actually dreamed about it. That lecherous thief... right in front of me...
flirting with Senior Bi... all the way to the bedside..."

"Is...is that so?" Hearing this, Duanmu Yinshuang was angry, but her mind calmed down.

What you think about during the day, you dream about at night. Having captured Yue Wujiang and confined him to the guest room, it was natural for her thoughts to drift
to Bisiya. Mei Yuxiang's dream, though also caused by Yue Wujiang's actions, was too much of
an exaggeration to call it a hypnotic technique. She figured her own embarrassing erotic dream was probably due to the same reason, though it felt
incredibly real. She could only blame her own lack of self-control; she needed to calm her mind to avoid being disturbed by inner demons
.

But thinking of Bisiya made Duanmu Yinshuang feel uneasy. In terms of martial arts and appearance, while Bisiya wasn't
as skilled as herself, she was still a formidable expert. The power of the Hundred Flowers Hall far surpassed that of the isolated Mingyu Pavilion. Originally, Bisiya...
Siya was ambitious and wanted to prove that women were no less capable than men, but she never expected to fall into the hands of Yue Wujiang and suffer the humiliation
of being raped and violated. From the time she fell into the hands of the thief to the time she was rescued, only half a month had passed, but Siya had already undergone a complete transformation, from an unapproachable
ice queen to a charming young woman who couldn't sleep alone. It's unclear whether Yue Wujiang used excessive force to completely conquer Bisiya, or if women naturally change after

indulging in sexual pleasure. Although Bisiya escaped his clutches, at first glance, her appearance and demeanor remained as icy and alluring as ever, except for a slightly fuller figure. However, with any physical contact, her eyes would soon become hazy, her skin flushed, and her brows and eyes would be filled with a seductive allure, completely yearning to be plucked. Later, she privately told Duanmu Yinshuang that Yue Wujiang had completely aroused her lust, making her unable to sleep without a man. To fall asleep alone, she had to masturbate several times until her clothes were soaked, and then look at Yue Wujiang's portrait while recalling those days to achieve a truly satisfying masturbation, until she was completely exhausted before falling asleep. 　　Although it's known that sexual desire is innate and not shameful, and any woman who desires sexual pleasure may encounter such situations, it's manageable if it's between mutually loving lovers. However, being raped and defiled by a lecherous man, then having one 's sexual desire aroused to an uncontrollable, overwhelming degree, and even experiencing aftereffects, is truly unbearable . This is seven or eight out of ten reasons why lecherous men are so despicable. Unfortunately, lecherous men are experts in bed, and their techniques of seduction are beyond the resistance of most women. What can one do? 　　While her mind was in turmoil, listening to her sisters' argument, Mei Yingxue, being rather shy, was easily embarrassed . Just hearing Mei Yuxiang's detailed account of how Yue Wujiang had held Bi Siya in his arms and groped her, sometimes caressing her through her clothes, sometimes slipping his hand inside, teasing Bi Siya until she lost all her aloofness and haughtiness, blushing and half-heartedly resisting as she gradually moved towards the bed, made Mei Yingxue's pretty face turn bright red, and she even seemed unsteady on her feet. Duanmu Yinshuang couldn't help but shake her head at the sight. Her actions were so unrestrained, it didn't even qualify as lewd play. Just hearing about it made her think, how could Mei Yingxue, when she was alone in the world, resist such a lecherous thief? 　　Hearing Mei Yuxiang recount the erotic scene in her dream, Yue Wujiang sent Bisiya to bed. She, already aroused and wanting to resist, was stripped half-naked, with only a half-draped bodice around her neck covering her upper breasts, the rest of her body exposed. Just then, Mei Yuxiang suddenly woke up. 　　"Such lewd things...you...you really dare to watch..." 　　"What could I do? It was just a dream...but...Senior Bi really...was teased so much... you were all wet..." 　　"Sigh...you still say that...but...there's nothing we can do...um...thankfully...it wasn't real lewd sex...otherwise..." 　　Secretly agreeing with Mei Yingxue's words, after all, it wasn't real sex; at most, it was a lewd and provocative act by a lecherous thief. At least it wasn't like her own erotic dream last night, where her naked body lay exposed, like meat on a chopping block, waiting to be slaughtered. If she had dreamt it a little longer, she might have lost her virginity in her dream, suffering a terrible humiliation. She wondered if she would become like Bi Siya, drowning in a sea of desire, unable to extricate herself? Having witnessed Bi Siya's miserable state after being conquered both physically and mentally, if it only happened in a dream , it would be fine. But if the stimulation of lust didn't subside during the day, and with a formidable enemy nearby, wouldn't that be utterly terrible ? "Yes...so...I'm really scared too..." Mei Yuxiang shook her head, a few strands 　　of her already unkempt black hair falling loose, seemingly quite troubled: "It's hard to stay awake in dreams...if...if I don't wake up in time...I'll really see...see how that lecherous thief...how he played with Senior Bi's body...sigh ...Yuxiang doesn't want to...see that kind of shameful thing with her own eyes..." 　　"It can't really be considered shameful," Duanmu Yinshuang smiled bitterly and shook her head: "The lovemaking between men and women is a match made in heaven, seeking only mutual affection. As long as it's not forced upon you by a lecherous thief, the more joyful and intimate the lover is, the better. Indulgence in bed isn't shameful; it's the use of lewd methods that is evil . And as long as you haven't been forced into bed, it's not considered lewd, so it can't be considered a lewd method. But you have to be careful afterwards, Yue Wujiang..." " He's cunning and shrewd, his lewd methods are endless. If he breaks free from my control, he'll use those methods to arouse a woman's lust, and once she's in bed and has lost her virginity, it will be difficult to clean up the mess..." 　　Although she blushed a little saying such things, Duanmu Yinshuang hadn't even considered when the idea that sex wasn't considered consummation had entered her mind and become so plausible. But seeing her two disciples nodding in agreement, it was clear that she had taught them these things before, and the strange feeling in her heart vanished. 　　"Master...Master..." 　　"What is it?" 　　"Yesterday...after trapping that lecherous thief in the guest room...he...he made a request to Yingxue...saying he wanted to see the notes of our sect's seniors..." 　　"Hmm?" 　　"According to him, it was just something to pass the time while he was bored living alone," Mei Yingxue sighed. Although Yue Wujiang was a prisoner, it was not easy to imprison him when it came to martial arts. Some requests could not be ignored: "Things related to martial arts are naturally out of the question, but if it's just a casual record of his travels in the martial world, or just a casual recollection of rumors, it shouldn't be a big problem. But Yingxue dares not make the decision herself, please give your instructions, Master." 　　"Alright," Duanmu Yingshuang said, knowing that she had misunderstood Yue Wujiang because of the strange dreams the three women had last night, she felt somewhat weak despite not confronting him directly or breaking off the relationship. She waved her hand, "Yingxue, you frequently visit the Scripture Repository and know it best. You can manage it properly. Aside from the sect's martial arts manuals not being leaked, everything else is fine . Also, what about Master Du's side?" 　　"Although Master Du feels somewhat displeased that the evil hasn't been completely eradicated, he's already quite pleased that Yue Wujiang's martial arts are so superb that he's been kept from aiding the Demonic Sect. There's not much more to say, but please be careful, as Yue Wujiang isn't so easy to control." Mei Yuxiang perked up when it came to business, at least it was better than discussing what she'd seen in her dream: "Also , on the way, Yuxiang encountered Senior Bi… Senior Bi was quite worried upon hearing that Yue Wujiang had entered our sect. However, the inheritance within the Hundred Flowers Hall takes time, and Senior Bi said… it would be at least a year before she could come to our sect to inquire about the situation. She also carefully instructed Yuxiang to tell the Sect Master not to meet that fellow alone…" 　　"Hmm… if Siya is doing well, then so be it. At most, when she comes to our sect, be careful not to let… "

"Siya, go find that scoundrel and cause him trouble..." With a sigh, Duanmu Yinshuang suppressed the urge to rush to her friend's side, thinking that
this was yet another of Yue Wujiang's misdeeds. Although women in the martial world might not value chastity,
both Duanmu Yinshuang and Bi Siya were renowned for their pure and aloof chivalrous spirits. Slander was inevitable, and Bi Siya's suffering at
Yue Wujiang's hands, her body now so damaged, made it impossible for her to lead the Hundred Flowers Hall.

However, for a woman to abandon her martial arts career for such a thing was something she wouldn't want to see. Duanmu
Yinshuang could only hope that if Bi Siya decided to retire from the martial world and marry, her husband would at least be a man whose bedroom skills were no less than Yue Wujiang's
, so that her already aroused body could be satisfied. Although such people either have complicated backgrounds
or their methods are somewhat lewd, and are far removed from retiring from the world and not concerning themselves with outside affairs,
Bisiya has already tasted the pleasure of being conquered physically, and only such a powerful person can
satisfy a woman's body and mind, allowing her to escape suffering and become the happiest woman.

After the meeting concluded, the Mei sisters withdrew. Duanmu Yinshuang, lost in thought, was suddenly struck by a sudden impulse. Her figure flashed
, and in an instant, she had followed them out. She saw the Mei sisters talking as they walked, occasionally glancing back at her room.
She wondered what they were discussing that they shouldn't have told her. Hiding in a corner of the corridor, Duanmu Yinshuang silently floated a few steps, just in time
to hear Mei Yuxiang speak: "Last night…really no dreams?"

"No…"

She hadn't noticed anything amiss until Mei Yingxue's words. Duanmu Yinshuang knew something was wrong. Although they were from different
generations and couldn't confide in each other like Mei Yingxue and Mei Yuxiang, they had been master and disciple for a long time.
Duanmu Yinshuang could easily tell if Mei Yingxue was telling the truth or making excuses. She had been evaded by Mei Yingxue earlier, clearly indicating that the strange dream last night
had truly unsettled her. After years of being sisters, how could Mei Yuxiang not understand? Under persistent questioning,
Mei Yingxue, her face flushed, finally confessed.

"Indeed... I dreamt about it..."

"What did you dream about?"

"Nothing serious, sigh..." With a sigh, Mei Yingxue finally spoke, her expression a mixture of
shyness and disbelief, but not resentment or anger. Clearly, it wasn't as shocking as Duanmu Yinshuang's dream.
After thinking for a long time, Mei Yingxue finally said, "Yingxue dreamt that... that lecherous thief was her teacher, teaching Yingxue...
some things... not in the main hall, but in... something like a rural schoolhouse..."

"What?" Mei Yuxiang, who was walking, almost stumbled, but luckily Mei Yingxue caught her. It was also fortunate that the two women were
distracted; otherwise, Mei Yuxiang wouldn't have been the only one shocked. Duanmu Yinshuang, who almost bumped into the corner, was unharmed,
but she was still quite startled.

Yue Wujiang as her teacher? And Mei Yingxue was the one teaching him? The scene was utterly absurd. As she imagined it,
Duanmu Yinshuang gritted her teeth, almost turning to vent her anger on Yue Wujiang. Mei Yingxue's martial arts were already quite formidable,
regardless of the difference between men and women. Yue Wujiang's martial arts style was far too different from hers; she couldn't possibly teach him, let alone teach him
literature. What Yue Wujiang could teach was mostly sexual matters, almost exactly the
same as what she had dreamt about in bed the previous night. If it weren't for Mei Yingxue's words that there were no beds in the village school, Duanmu
Yinshuang would have been unable to resist, even if Yue Wujiang had no connection to such matters.

"What could that lecherous thief possibly teach?" Having regained her footing, Mei Yuxiang shook her head, seemingly recalling her dream from the previous night .
Although she hadn't actually gone to bed with him, Yue Wujiang's ability to arouse a woman to the point of weakness and numbness even off-bed
was truly remarkable. "While it's true that lecherous acts are difficult to perform without going to bed, this lecherous thief's methods... even off-bed, are enough to make one feel embarrassed
... What kind of matters of men and women did he teach?"

"Similar to...similar to what Senior Bi...said before, maybe...a little more..."
Mei Yingxue lowered her voice, seemingly feverish just from speaking. If Duanmu Yinshuang hadn't possessed superior internal energy, she probably wouldn't have heard Mei
Yingxue's soft whispers: "For example...the methods of female masturbation...Senior Bi accidentally...painted
a portrait of Yue Wujiang...doing it while looking at it...that's masturbation...otherwise...it's just self-soothing...purely quenching
thirst with a mirage...unrelated to gratifying sexual desire...Yingxue...this is the first time I've heard of this...I don't know if it's true or not..."

"Tsk..." Mei Yuxiang clicked her tongue, unable to say much more. Having previously helped settle Bi Siya in the pavilion, whose guest room was only a dozen steps away from Yue Wujiang's current residence, the two sisters naturally knew quite a bit
about the changes in Bi Siya .
At that time, I was only shocked by Yue Wujiang's lewdness and evil, which had turned the originally pure and aloof Bisiya
into this state. I even witnessed Bisiya's exquisite painting skills, which were rarely seen by others. Although she could not
be painted too realistically in order to avoid staining her ink, the woman's expression of being unable to bear the lewd play yet unable to endure it, and the lewd thief's smug
pleasure in his actions, were all lifelike. I never thought that this could be considered a part of masturbation.

The two women talked and cursed, yet they seemed somewhat eager to try it out. They didn't intend to test the law themselves, but simply wanted to see it for themselves
. Hidden in the shadows, Duanmu Yinshuang's heart fluttered slightly. Although the lecherous thief's teachings were obscene and shameful, even
tainting the ears, the content, upon prolonged listening, resonated with her, subtly echoing
common sense ingrained in her. A voice within her kept reminding Duanmu Yinshuang not to dismiss his words because of the person; though he was wicked, he
occasionally spoke the truth, and whether she listened or not was entirely up to her.

With something on her mind, Duanmu Yinshuang was unwilling to continue eavesdropping. She slowly retreated,
while the two women, engrossed in their whispered curses, remained oblivious to her movements. Although Duanmu Yinshuang wanted to bring her two disciples back to train them properly, to prevent them from being
so unguarded, she found it difficult to speak. Her thoughts drifted back to the events of the previous night, especially
the definition of masturbation Yue Wujiang had taught her in Mei Yingxue's dream. If Yue Wujiang was unrelated to her dream, was
her desire to be bound by a lecherous thief in her erotic dream, or even to endure lewd play and defilement in a situation where she had no chance of resistance, also
a form of masturbation? It's just... even more uncontrollable than Bisiya...

She'd only captured him a little over a month ago. During the day, her actions were as usual, but at night,
the various experiences her body underwent in her dreams always caused Duanmu Yinshuang to wake up in fright. Being a clean person, she even had to prepare a close-fitting undergarment to
change into after waking up. Who could blame her, the carnal stimulation in her dreams always left her drenched in sweat, with
an even stickier sensation between her legs than sweat?

Although she was blindfolded before each act, somehow Duanmu Yinshuang knew it was him, every night in her dreams...
Despite being subjected to Yue Wujiang's lewd and depraved acts, and even though she always managed to pull back from the brink of humiliation, the shameful sensations seemed
to have seeped into her very being, slowly imprinting themselves upon her. Although Duanmu Yinshuang increasingly hated the lecherous man's methods and kept her distance from Yue Wujiang
, having only seen him once in over a month, and finding it hard to believe their residences were only a hundred paces apart,
Duanmu Yinshuang gradually understood why Bisiya had abandoned her chivalrous nature and been manipulated in such a state. Sexual desire
is innate, but the lecherous man's methods were far too ruthless.

She had recently visited Yue Wujiang, and the lecherous man seemed quite exhausted,
not much better off than Duanmu Yinshuang, who suffered from insomnia every night. Clearly, although it was late spring, the unique climate of Mingyu Pavilion, with its year-round warmth,
caused some initial discomfort for newcomers. She hadn't expected that Bisiya, depleted of her vital essence, would be like this, and that Yue Wujiang would also be in such a
state.

Seeing that, Duanmu Yinshuang's mood involuntarily improved. Although the man was a lecherous thief, he was quite cooperative,
and being a guest from afar, he wasn't exactly a regular prisoner. Although Duanmu Yinshuang deeply hated lecherous thieves, she couldn't say anything.
She didn't really hold his actions in her dream against him; at most, she would keep her distance. Any interaction was left to the dignified and gentle Mei Yingxue
.

However, the things that happened in her dream that night were truly shameful just to think about! Especially since she herself was being manipulated and played with in her dream
, Duanmu Yinshuang found it even harder to speak. On the contrary, Mei Yingxue and Mei Yuxiang could still speak. Mei Yuxiang watched
Yue Wujiang's lewd teasing of Bisiya. Although it wasn't truly ecstatic, just the act of using his hands and feet to satisfy his desires had made Bisiya
weak and moaning, unable to resist. In addition, thinking of how Bisiya couldn't resist lust when she was being arranged earlier, even though she knew that before they got
to bed, the lewd thief's methods would at most only arouse a woman's sexual desire and could not truly defile her, if her willpower was insufficient, these methods alone
would probably not be difficult to make someone as pure as Mei Yuxiang collapse and submit.

Under his tutelage, Mei Yingxue merely received instruction, not even having her hand touched.
Compared to her own and Mei Yuxiang's dreams, Yue Wujiang in Mei Yingxue's dreams was truly hypocritical. It's hard to tell whether
the Yue Wujiang in Mei Yingxue's heart was truly such an eccentric figure, or whether the dignified and gentle Mei Yingxue was truly so pure that
even lustful desires could not penetrate her.

While it's true that lecherous methods could indeed educate women about illicit sex, hypnotizing and leading them astray into
a life of uncontrollable lust, the combined interrogation by Duanmu Yingshuang and Mei Yuxiang resulted in Mei Yingxue
recounting everything Yue Wujiang had taught her the previous night, almost like a rehearsal. There was nothing unusual about it; although it was all about
men and women, Duanmu Yingshuang vaguely remembered everything Mei Yingxue said, though she didn't know when
she had heard it before. While this wouldn't lower her guard against Yue Wujiang, she wouldn't try to correct Mei Yingxue's account. After all, once a woman
is under a man's control, whether she wants to serve him in that way depends on her mood.

It's just… truly shameful! Two or three days ago, Duanmu Yinshuang, on a whim, decided to try
masturbation as soon as night fell . She had previously drawn pictures of Bisiya's experiences of being sexually abused by Yue Wujiang, which Bisiya had destroyed afterwards,
but Duanmu Yinshuang had managed to keep two. However, Duanmu Yinshuang never expected that, as Mei Yingxue had dreamt
, watching Bisiya being played with by Yue Wujiang while caressing her own body would be
so much more stimulating than her previous actions, even reaching orgasm much faster.

Not only was the orgasm faster and more intense, but she also felt much softer and more exhausted afterward. It seemed, just as Mei
Yingxue had said, that sexual intercourse between men and women was not just an innate impulse, but an extremely vigorous activity,
far beyond what she had previously thought—simply spreading her legs to receive. Since the exercise is intense, martial arts practitioners are naturally more suited to
intense sexual intercourse than ordinary people. Those with profound skill are a match made in heaven in matters of love and desire. While it's not to say that
lecherous thieves skilled in this art can bring women to ecstasy and exquisite pleasure in
bed more effectively than ordinary swordsmen, Duanmu Yinshuang secretly rejoiced. With her profound skill, beautiful appearance, and alluring body, she was certain that after experiencing the ways of the world, she
would experience unparalleled pleasure and ecstasy in bed. She just wondered which man would benefit from it.

Although she knew that matters between men and women were not inherently lewd, and that desire was an instinct, without such
matters there would be no pregnancy or reproduction, and the inheritance of knowledge would cease. However, the thought that she had only learned of this through the influence of a lecherous scoundrel
still displeased Duanmu Yinshuang. She slowly entered the scripture library. After Mei Yingxue selected books for Yue Wujiang's amusement, she naturally
reclassified the books, making it easier to find the sect's cultivation methods.

Reaching out, she picked up several introductory cultivation methods from the shelf. These were supposedly techniques she had practiced for a long time, mastered to the point of fluency. However, internal energy and
techniques are different. Women are physically weaker, and their techniques rely on unpredictable variations. Internal energy, on the other hand, is most about accumulation. In
combat, techniques, strategies, and even internal energy methods can be used to overcome stronger opponents and defeat the enemy through mutual restraint.
But when it comes to stabilizing the mind and restoring the basic internal energy circulation, that is the timeless shortcut.

After flipping through a few pages, Duanmu Yinshuang couldn't help but feel puzzled. She should have known these records intimately,
with no possibility of forgetting anything. Yet, the book's contents differed slightly from her memory. Some meridian pathways
appeared extended beyond what she remembered. If it weren't for the handwriting, which was identical to that of her predecessors,
and the fact that the meridian pathways described were crucial to their martial arts, not mere speculation, and the fact that even a slight attempt to practice according to
the book felt like following their own path, only more profound, Duanmu Yinshuang might have suspected
someone had secretly rewritten their martial arts to harm her.

"Greetings, Master."

"Rise!" Hearing Mei Yingxue's voice from the doorway, Duanmu Yinshuang waved her hand, beckoning her disciple over.

"Xue'er, look... these records, weren't they there before?"

"Hmm?" Taking the cultivation manual from Duanmu Yinshuang, Mei Yingxue tilted her head, carefully examined a few pages,
and immediately guessed Duanmu Yinshuang's suspicion: "Disciple doesn't quite remember... Master, do you suspect something? But...
but... Yue Wujiang should have been trapped by the formation in the guest room. Even if he had a way to escape, it wouldn't have been possible to hide it from everyone.
Besides, these... seem similar to our sect's cultivation methods. Even if... even if that fellow really had a way to silently enter and exit the formation
and could imitate the patriarch's handwriting, he... couldn't have written these things..." "

Hmm, Yinshuang thinks so too. Yinshuang is probably overthinking it." She sighed, put the cultivation manual back on the shelf, and
secretly practiced her cultivation. Duanmu Yinshuang was extremely familiar with the sect's cultivation methods; the records in that book were at most more profound.
Some of her movements flowed smoothly, without any hindrance or pause. Duanmu Yinshuang, while feeling she was being overly wary of
Yue Wujiang, inwardly cursed herself. If that lecherous scoundrel hadn't been so infamous, why would she be so worried?
Why hadn't she thought of killing him that day? Even if Yue Wujiang's physical strength was formidable, killing him at the risk of injury wasn't impossible
. "Xue'er…you…to what extent did you learn from the teachings you received in your dream?"

"Master…Master…" Unexpectedly, Duanmu Yinshuang asked such a shameful question, and Mei Yingxue's cheeks
flushed crimson, her voice softening. Although both were women, and their words lacked a certain reserve,
discussing sexual matters with a younger sister was not the same as telling her master about the lecherous scoundrel's teachings on sexual matters; but
since Duanmu Yinshuang had asked, how could she hide it? For the past few days, Yue Wujiang's teachings in her dreams had become increasingly embarrassing. Even when she
discussed it privately with Mei Yuxiang, she was so ashamed that her brain felt hot. After stammering for a long time, she finally managed to speak: "
What he taught... was still... about female masturbation..."

"Oh? It's... the same thing?"

"No...more...more profound than before..." Just thinking about Yue Wujiang's words in her dream made
Mei Yingxue's ears turn bright red with embarrassment, her beautiful eyes seeming to shimmer with tears. She lowered her head, her slender hands gently twisting the hem of her clothes, and
finally managed to speak: "He said...female masturbation...is essentially simulating...the pleasure of men and women in bed...
naturally...the more unrestrained the emotions, the better...merely...self-stimulation...or looking at portraits of men...is
...not profound enough...when watching men and women having intercourse...one can't help but...masturbate...while enjoying the sensory
and tactile sensations, the carnal pleasure...even...wanting to take their place...that pure infatuation...is
what...can be considered passionate masturbation..."

"This...this is really..." Upon hearing these words, Duanmu Yinshuang was dumbfounded. Although she knew that as a woman
, she would inevitably undress and enjoy the pleasures of lust under a man's crotch, and even be manipulated and played with by Yue Wujiang in her midnight dreams
, almost to the point of debauchery, although she felt shame, hatred, and anger, it was mostly because of the object of her desire rather than the lust itself,
she, as a virgin, felt ashamed just thinking about it. How could she imagine watching others enjoy themselves, having her lust aroused
and wishing she could join in? Not to mention being spied on by others!

However, the pleasures of men and women in bed are inherently unrestrained and cannot be governed by rules. Duanmu Yinshuang and the Mei sisters had never been
virgins, and she really didn't know if this was a normal situation or an abnormal method used by lecherous men to stimulate their lust. After all,
it was common for officials to have three wives and four concubines.
It was not unimaginable that concubines would serve the husband during intercourse, or that the husband would pull the concubines to enjoy the pleasure together when he was not satisfied.

But…it's truly shameful! Thinking of this, Duanmu Yinshuang couldn't help but recall
that she had previously heard Bisiya shyly recount how, after being defiled by Yue Wujiang, she, along with other captured female warriors, had endured humiliation in bed
. While Yue Wujiang's junior brothers, Yue Yun and Yue Chang, were not as skilled in martial arts as their senior brother, their prowess in bed was not far inferior; at least, it
was something that a newly arrived, naive Bisiya could not easily withstand. Although Bisiya was unwilling to elaborate, the thought of
being raped by three men in turn, possibly even all three at once, while the pleasure might be several times more intense,
would also be exponentially more exhausting and shameful—truly a torment for her.

"Hmm, Xue'er?" Seeing that Mei Yingxue seemed to have discovered something, her beautiful eyes glancing at her, yet she hesitated to speak,
Duanmu Yinshuang realized she had let something slip. If she hadn't overheard Mei Yingxue and Mei Yuxiang's private conversation, how could she have guessed
whether Yue Wujiang was teaching the same thing? Duanmu Yinshuang gritted her teeth, finally managing to confess everything: "Actually
... Yinshuang... has also had dreams these past few days..."

"Is... is that so?" Hearing Duanmu Yinshuang's words, her beautiful eyes misted over, her cheeks flushed, and her ears burned. Mei Yingxue
was surprised, but thinking about it, it made sense. Yue Wujiang was indeed a master among lecherous thieves, bringing him back to Mingyu
Pavilion and imprisoning him. As the pavilion master, Duanmu Yinshuang was under far more pressure than her sisters. If what one thinks about during the day manifests in
dreams at night, then these were the sources of strange dreams. It was impossible for Duanmu Yinshuang to be undisturbed in her dreams, and judging from her master's appearance, what
she saw in her dreams... was probably much more intense than what her sisters had experienced.

"Hmm... Xue'er, you... tell me first... what Xiang'er saw in her dream... then...
tell me..."

"Yes..." Although she felt it was a bit unfair, how could she, as a disciple, not answer when her master asked? However
... recalling what Mei Yuxiang had said, Mei Yingxue's face also turned red. Although it was just a retelling, Mei Yuxiang was always
bolder than her sister. In her dream, she saw Bisiya being sexually assaulted by Yue Wujiang. Compared to her, who was merely being taught, even if it was embarrassing, it
was only indirect. Just retelling it made her feel burning hot all over.

Mei Yingxue, shy and hesitant, recounted Mei Yuxiang's dream. Though indirect, the account was nonetheless shameful. After all
, Yue Wujiang had already aroused Bi Siya to the point of overflowing lust and utter submission, causing her to abandon her chivalrous spirit and feminine
reserve, even actively begging Yue Wujiang for sexual intercourse. While it lacked actual sexual intercourse, it was
still incredibly shocking for a virgin. Moreover, Yue Wujiang's actions didn't stop there. Just hearing
the two thieves, Yue Yun and Yue Chang, appear in Mei Yuxiang's dream, the three of them harassing Bi Siya with their moans and half-hearted resistance
as she offered her body to them—even the mere skin-to-skin contact was enough to make the listener blush.

"Actually..." Although she had already glossed over the more explicit parts of Mei Yuxiang's words,
Mei Yingxue was still hoarse and shy, even having to admit that recounting and recalling them
brought back vivid images that flashed through her mind, shaking her to her core. If, as Yue Wujiang had said, she were to masturbate while
saying those things, the pleasure would probably be no less than witnessing erotic scenes firsthand. However, she couldn't say this to her master:
"Later... Yue Wujiang also said... uh, it was in a dream..."

"That lecherous thief... mentioned these things in Xue'er's dream too? What... what did he say?" Just listening to it made
Duanmu Yinshuang feel hot all over. She thought that with her fairy-like, pure and beautiful body, she had fallen into the hands of a lecherous thief and been so humiliated and
ravaged. Before even going to bed with him or actually making love, she had already lost all her mind and spirit and surrendered to him obediently.
The power of lust was truly unimaginable. She wondered what kind of passionate
scene it would be when she finally lost her virginity. Knowing that the pleasure between men and women was only a matter of time, Duanmu Yinshuang really had no intention of keeping her virginity. She just wanted to avoid
losing her precious virginity to a lecherous thief like Yue Wujiang.

"He...he said..." Thinking of Yue Wujiang's words in her dream, Mei Yingxue's face flushed redder, her voice became increasingly soft and sweet,
as if it were about to overflow with moisture. The more dignified and scholarly she spoke, the more shameful the content seemed:
"He said that even outside the bed...it's...it's possible to have intercourse...but...that wouldn't be called male-female sex...it's just
...just illicit intercourse...or perhaps wild intercourse..."

"Is...is that so?" Hearing this, Duanmu Yinshuang couldn't help but feel shy. As a chivalrous fairy, being
taken to bed and conquered by a lecherous thief was already unbearably shameful. If they hadn't even gotten into bed yet, but engaged in illicit intercourse outside the bed, it
would be even more humiliating. Although, like Bisiya, being ravaged by a lecherous thief and actively
serving a man before even getting into bed, teasing and arousing his virility, would still be considered utterly shameless! Even if forced to
have intercourse with a man due to overwhelming passion, at least they should go to bed.

"Master..."

Seeing Mei Yingxue peeking at her, and remembering what she had just said, Duanmu Yinshuang felt extremely embarrassed. However, having already spoken,
she couldn't go back on her word to her disciple. Duanmu Yinshuang lowered her head shyly, and after a long while, she finally spoke: "That
...that embarrassing thing in my dream...Yinshuang doesn't want...doesn't want to say it twice...at least...Yinshuang didn't...have
any...outside the bed or even have any wild sex...um...Xue'er...you...find an opportunity...to bring Xiang'er
over too...to let Yinshuang...tell it all clearly at once..."

Thinking of having to say the embarrassing thing in her dream, Duanmu Yinshuang... Mu Yinshuang even had the illusion that her crotch was a little wet, but
since things had come to this point, she couldn't go back on her word. Just thinking about herself in her dreams, still bound to the bed every night, only able to let Yue Wujiang
bind her eyes and indulge his lust, the irresistible weakness was a minor matter. Although in her dreams she
was only teased and played with, her crotch wet and thirsty, constantly spewing out strong demands for sex, only
stopping when the lewd object was at the gates, just short of actual intercourse, Duanmu Yinshuang had a feeling that when the day came when she wouldn't ask him to stop, but
rather to submit to his lewd power and beg him to penetrate her, she would willingly offer herself.

2. Dreamlike Pleasure

Spring passed and summer arrived. Although it was early summer and some places outside were already getting hot, Mingyu Pavilion was located in the mountains, so
while the days were inevitably hot after summer began, the nights were still cool. Even the coolest nights couldn't mask the burning
heat within her during her dreams. Especially as time passed, exchanging dreams with Mei Yingxue and Mei Yuxiang daily, she learned more,
but the experiences within her dreams also gradually increased.

She never imagined that Yue Wujiang could replicate his actions on Bi Siya outside the bed.
The lewd stimulation remained potent even in her dreams. Each time she awoke, Duanmu Yinshuang was not only drenched in
fragrant sweat, but also felt an unusual sensation between her legs—a dampness tinged with the lingering
warmth of a man's penis. This feeling grew increasingly real, and as Duanmu Yinshuang dried herself, she felt an ever-growing
desire within her, a yearning for a man's penis to pierce her mercilessly, transforming her from a virgin into a woman
, so she could unreservedly enjoy the unspeakable pleasures of lovemaking.

The more stimulating the dream, the more shameful it became in retrospect. If she hadn't known that Yue Wujiang, no matter how powerful,
couldn't control her dreams, Duanmu Yinshuang almost couldn't resist the urge to seek revenge on him several times. Especially after
hearing Mei Yuxiang recount her dream, how such lewd and seductive acts were inflicted on Bisiya, making the already vulnerable
Bisiya unable to resist any longer, obediently surrendering to the lecherous thief, passionately begging for his favor. The thought of
personally experiencing those methods in her dream made Duanmu Yinshuang even more ashamed and indignant.

Even so, during the day, Duanmu Yinshuang still shared what she had seen and heard in her dreams with her disciple. After all, although
she had taken care of Bisiya before, thinking of how Bisiya had been so miserably tortured after escaping the tiger's den,
how she had had to masturbate so intensely at night during the first few days after entering Mingyu Pavilion, until she could release her lust before she could fall asleep, and
how her bodily clothes were even more soaked than when Duanmu Yinshuang woke up from her dream, and how her eyebrows were slightly furrowed and
her waist slightly twisted when she fell asleep, as if she was not used to sleeping without a man's embrace, such a miserable state made her dare not ask too many questions,
until now, through Mei Yuxiang's dream, she learned what kind of lewd torture Bisiya had suffered?

As time went by, Yue Wujiang's behavior in her dreams became increasingly outrageous. Initially, Duanmu Yinshuang, blindfolded, only
felt the lecherous thief's caresses and teasing on her sensitive skin. Later, frames of images seemed to float before her eyes, as if her soul
had left her body and ascended to the sky, watching from above how Yue Wujiang manipulated and played with Duanmu Yinshuang's alluring naked body. Occasionally, even
Yue Yun and Yue Chang joined in, the three of them and their combined hands making Duanmu Yinshuang's body burn with intense shame and anger mixed with an unusually
strong sexual desire—a feeling truly indescribable.

In the days that followed, the stimulation she experienced in her dreams intensified. It wasn't that the three men's methods had changed
; rather, in addition to physical touch, they now added sounds. The lecherous thieves reveled in their descriptions, discussing
how wanton and sensitive her body was, while simultaneously teasing and stimulating her sensitive areas. This made Duanmu Yinshuang, who was gritting her teeth and enduring the pain, increasingly humiliated.
This humiliation was more stimulating and multifaceted than before, a more sophisticated manipulation of her desires. Their words
reached her ears, and she feared her own words wouldn't escape their ears either. Several times,
Duanmu Yinshuang had even succumbed to her burning lust, not only experiencing a surge of desire between her legs but also uncontrollably arching her hips and twisting her waist.
Her legs, now free, had somehow hooked around the thieves' waists, silently surrendering.

This silent physical act, compared to actual verbal surrender, was immeasurably different. Not only Duanmu Yinshuang
understood this point, but Mei Yingxue's account of Yue Wujiang's teachings in his dream and Mei Yuxiang's recounting of Bisiya's experiences
also confirmed it. In Mei Yuxiang's words, Bisiya, who willingly submitted and obediently offered herself, experienced a lustful
pleasure that, while intense and frenzied, was incomparably sweet. At least when Mei Yuxiang heard Bisiya's plaintive moans in her dream
, she sometimes felt resentful and unwilling, but in the end, she was completely absorbed in it, enjoying it to the point of ecstasy, each time feeling
utterly intoxicated, as if ascending to heaven or descending to earth—the so-called ecstasy of being both alive and dead was nothing more than this.

And according to Mei Yingxue, Yue Wujiang said that only when a woman's heart and soul are so captivated that she completely surrenders, both physically and verbally
, abandoning all restraint and resistance, willingly offering everything for a man to take, can one truly enjoy
the pleasures of lust. These words, though initially embarrassing, seemed to confirm, upon hearing Mei Yingxue's words and Mei Yuxiang's subsequent recounting of her dream
, that Duanmu Yinshuang had heard certain things deep within her heart that even she herself was unaware of when she had heard.
Such is the way of men and women. No matter how aloof and noble a woman may be, sooner or later she will have to obediently and charmingly
submit to a man, offering herself and submitting. This is exactly what the words "submissive" and "submissive" mean. It's just that the thought of being made like that by Yue Wujiang makes her quite resentful.

Knowing that these wild thoughts stemmed not only from the psychological pressure of the restriction on Yue Wujiang, but also from
the turmoil in her Dao heart caused by the tragic situation of Bisiya, and the uncontrollable scenes in her dreams at night, Duanmu Yinshuang could only resume practicing the
sect's introductory techniques during the day. Fortunately, the techniques did indeed have a calming effect, and what was described in the manual
was not much different from the techniques Duanmu Yinshuang remembered. It was just that by following the natural flow, certain aspects of the power circulation were more profound, and after practicing a few times, she became familiar with the
methods. Otherwise, Duanmu Yinshuang would not have allowed Mei Yingxue and Mei Yuxiang to practice together. At first,
she was inevitably a little wary, but after practicing for several days, not only herself but also the Mei sisters showed no abnormalities, so Duanmu Yinshuang
was relieved. She diligently practiced every day to calm her mind and body, and although she could not banish the dreams, there were still some benefits.

For some reason, while practicing martial arts during the day purifies the mind and body, the stimulating desires in dreams at night become more profound and
intense, as if tormenting both internally and externally, threatening to seize control of the body. However, Duanmu Yinshuang possesses profound skill, Mei Yingxue
is dignified and pure, and Mei Yuxiang is also pure and elegant in mind and body. With their cultivation, at least during the day, it is not apparent that they are
tormented by dreams at night.

Although it is known that male and female sexual desire is natural, it is a physical pleasure that can easily lead one to indulge in unrestrained desire. If it is
with one's soulmate, it is not so bad; at most, after a night of passionate lovemaking, the traces are hard to hide during the day, making it
difficult to be seen in public. But if one loses one's virginity to a lecherous thief, like Bisya, being conquered both body and mind, and unable to extricate oneself from a state of intoxicated lust,
then it is a tragedy. Compared to lovers and spouses, there is no love between men and women to speak of. The lecherous thief's actions are purely lewd tricks, merely
to arouse a woman's sexual desire. After he has eaten his fill, he discards the woman like trash. Afterwards, the woman is intoxicated and unable to extricate herself,
but she can hardly find a man to bring her the same intense sexual stimulation. Isn't that tragic?

Thinking of this, Duanmu Yinshuang's anger intensified. Last night, the three men and six hands had only fueled her burning desire. Every inch of
her skin seemed to be under the clutches of these lecherous villains, and she had even felt the urge to surrender several times. Especially when Yue Wujiang's fingers
were outstretched, his index and middle fingers gently pinching her anus while his thumb lightly massaged her vulva. The stimulation was not only intense but also
a silent reminder to Duanmu Yinshuang that both of her places would be treated equally. Once in the hands of these lecherous villains, she would not only be
forced into intercourse but also have her anus forcibly opened.

The stimulation was so intense that Duanmu Yinshuang, already aroused and burning with desire, was blinded by the violent impact. Her
vision was now completely obscured by a blinding white light, making it impossible to see anything clearly. Her slightly parted cherry lips couldn't even utter
words of surrender; she could only moan softly. Only after the waves subsided did Duanmu Yinshuang realize that she had just desperately arched her
back and lifted her hips, completely surrendering to lust. Although the time was short, the soreness in her waist and hips felt like
an eternity. Her appearance delighted the lecherous man, who even said that while Duanmu Yinshuang appeared aloof and ethereal, she was actually a wanton
harlot at heart, waiting for him to fully explore her body before she was completely immersed in lust, unable to
extricate herself. His words were shameful and unbearable to hear, but her body's reaction ruthlessly proved this.

The lecherous thief, however, continued his relentless teasing, causing Duanmu Yinshuang's delicate body to sway and writhe in ecstasy, her breasts trembling and her hips
shaking. His descriptions grew increasingly outrageous, using terms like "natural beauty" and "seductive heroine." In the heat
of the moment, it wouldn't have been so bad; after all, even Duanmu Yinshuang had to admit that when lust raged and consumed a woman's body and soul,
leaving her feeling aroused and devoid of passion, such words were merely descriptive. But afterwards, however, she felt
a mixture of shame and anger, especially since it had all been under the thief's aphrodisiac touch!

She sighed softly, thinking it was time to visit Yue Wujiang, who was imprisoned in the guest room. After all, he had been confined to Mingyu Pavilion
for over two months, and in another half month at most, it would be the hundred-day mark. If she had kept him imprisoned for so long
without even visiting him a few times, wouldn't that be showing weakness in front of the lecherous thief? As a fairy of Mingyu Pavilion, to be seen as a weak woman afraid to face a lecherous
thief would be a lifelong disgrace!

Upon entering the guest room, Yue Wujiang and Duanmu Yingshuang's greetings were merely perfunctory. Even Duanmu Yingshuang had
to admit that her cold, glaring gaze was indeed impolite, but the events of last night's dream were still fresh
in her mind, making it difficult for her to maintain proper etiquette. As for Yue Wujiang, his expression remained largely unchanged, as always,
constantly scrutinizing the woman's body without any regard for manners. Mei Yingxue had even described it as if he were about to
undress her with his gaze—the eyes of a lecherous thief.

"Brother Yue... are you finding your stay at this pavilion satisfactory?"

"Satisfied or not, it's not that bad." Yue Wujiang gave a light snort, his gaze sweeping
over Duanmu Yinshuang. Just a glance was enough to ignite a surge of anger within her. Beneath her snow-white dress, her body seemed to warm slightly
, as if she were recalling the night before when he had toyed with her in bed. A hint of rage rose within her: "If you feel lonely living alone
and have nothing else to do, would you like Yinshuang to help you find your younger brothers, the Yue family, to keep you company?"

"Then...then there's no need..." Hearing Duanmu Yinshuang's words, Yue Wujiang's previously nonchalant expression
froze. After a long pause, he replied, "They're doing quite well; there's no need for them to waste
their time at your esteemed pavilion..."

"Oh?" Duanmu Yinshuang had initially thought that if last night's lewd dream had come true, Yue Yun and Yue Chang's visit
wouldn't have been a waste of time. However, she couldn't possibly utter such words. If Yue Wujiang knew that since
he entered Mingyu Pavilion, Duanmu Yinshuang and her master had been having lewd dreams every night, and that he had spent half the day molesting them, she wondered
how he would ridicule them. Not to mention, if other lecherous thieves knew, their fear would vanish and their lust would flare up,
causing them countless troubles in the martial world.

However, Duanmu Yinshuang also noticed that Yue Wujiang seemed much more relaxed now than when he first entered Mingyu Pavilion. Clearly,
the discomfort of adjusting to a new environment could be gradually overcome with time, and with Yue Wujiang's martial arts skills, he adapted
much faster than the average person.

Having narrowly won the verbal exchange, Duanmu Yinshuang knew when to stop. As she left the guest room, she saw Mei Yingxue approaching
. Mei Yingxue, startled to see her master emerge from the room, took two steps back before quickly bowing, "Master?"

"Just came to check on things, nothing much," Duanmu Yinshuang waved and hurried away. It wasn't that meeting
Yue Wujiang was a bad thing that Mei Yingxue had witnessed; it was just that seeing Mei Yingxue reminded her of the nightmare she had suffered at the hands of Yue Wujiang and his men in her dream.
The unbridled lewd play and teasing she had endured was shameful enough; to tell her disciple these things in person
… just thinking about it made Duanmu Yinshuang's ears burn. She quickly changed the subject: "Just now
, I had a slight disagreement with that fellow. If he says anything disrespectful later, Yingxue, don't take it to heart. If he
goes too far, I'll go and get revenge on Yue Yun and Yue Chang as retribution."

"...Yes…" Hearing the names Yue Yun and Yue Chang, Mei Yingxue's beautiful face flushed red. Duanmu Yinshuang
didn't take it to heart, waved her hand, and left. She left so hastily that she didn't even notice Mei Yuxiang approaching,
just as Mei Yingxue was about to leave.

"Master, what is this…?"

"He said he wanted to… capture Yue Yun and Yue Chang…" Mei Yingxue's face turned even redder, as if she had thought of something: "
And he even had a verbal altercation with that fellow…"

"It's inevitable that he's angry… after all, last night… um…" Mei Yuxiang gritted her teeth and glared hatefully at
the guest room.

"No… you…" Too ashamed to look at the guest room, she was afraid that seeing Yue Wujiang's figure would remind her of last night.
She had discussed the twists and turns in her dream with her sister this morning, and she was so ashamed that even walking here made her legs weak. Seeing Duanmu Yinshuang
like that, Mei Yingxue dared not speak, and yet her sister still…

"I don't believe that… in a dream… it really wasn't some kind of evil magic…"
Mei Yuxiang lowered her voice, her eyes showing a hint of fear as she looked towards the guest room, afraid that Yue Wujiang would really hear her. In the morning, after hearing Mei Yingxue recount her dream
, Yue Wujiang asked her to practice what she had seen. Although Mei Yingxue was timid and shy, she still mustered her courage and, under
the unabashedly fiery gazes of the three men, removed her clothes and watched the man masturbate. Though overwhelmed with shame,
it was truly as Yue Wujiang had said; watching the man masturbate felt like she was about to be subjected to lewdness with her passionate body at any moment. The sensation, though
shameful, was intense, and she reached orgasm much faster than before, ejaculating profusely under the man's gaze. If
the stimulation of the orgasm hadn't woken Mei Yingxue, prompting her to quickly change and dry herself, she feared she would have truly lost her virginity in her dream.

Although she suspected she might have truly fallen for a lecherous trick, Mei Yuxiang felt smug that her delicate and shy sister had confessed to such a matter.
Last night, in her dream, she didn't know where the impulse came from, watching Bisiya being manipulated by three men, her desire overflowing
, her thighs surging with spring tide, her beautiful eyes hazy and her voice alluring. She couldn't help but enter into their midst and try it herself. Bisiya's seductive
appearance had already made Mei Yuxiang's body burn. As the three men caressed her, her lust became even more uncontrollable. Soon, she was weak and limp
, collapsing on the spot. When the men took her to bed, her desire for sexual intercourse overwhelmed her
instinct to protect her virginity. Only after waking did she feel shame, yet she truly longed for her dream to come true.

Master ran away so quickly; although he might have had some strange dream, Duanmu Yinshuang didn't
speak. The dream seemed to have undergone a qualitative change, completely different from before. Even the two sisters themselves were too ashamed to talk about it,
so they didn't dare to bring it up themselves. But the two women exchanged a glance and couldn't help but think that if the dream was truly controlled by a lecherous thief, the previous
dream was merely tormenting their bodies and minds, allowing lust to take root within them. Last night's events seemed to be a test, seeing if their
lust had become strong enough to break down their resistance, forcing them to offer up their bodies and minds to love, desire, and pleasure, becoming hopelessly addicted.

Thinking of this, the chivalrous woman felt a pang of shame and fear. If she truly allowed lust to consume her reason, she would become a lecherous
captive, just as the lecher had said, a wanton slut burning with desire, yearning to be raped. That
would be a lifelong shame, especially with Bisiya's example before her. The thought of offering her body and soul to a lecher she had once despised in pursuit of pleasure
was intoxicating. Even after she regained her senses and strength, she wouldn't think of escaping the tiger's den, but rather of fully displaying her physical beauty,
enticing the lecher to ravage her body once more. How could she, as a chivalrous woman, endure such a future?

"But... that... really... feels so good..." Mei Yingxue whispered sweetly,
only realizing she had blurted it out when she noticed her sister's strange gaze. She tried to take it back, but it was too late. The burning heat throughout her body
became uncontrollable.

"Sister...do you want to?" Unexpectedly, these words came from the usually dignified and elegant Mei Yingxue.
Mei Yuxiang glanced at the guest room, immediately pulling her sister back a few steps, at least to a distance from the room, even lowering her voice
as if afraid anyone would hear: "Don't forget...even Senior Bi's skill...
after being violated and drained by that lecherous scoundrel...was so weak...If you...really intend to sleep with that scoundrel...before...even before Yue Yun and
Yue Chang arrive...you'll be unable to get out of bed...he...won't show any mercy..."

"Of course...no...but...just thinking about it..." Hearing Mei Yuxiang say this, her concern wasn't
about the lifelong shame of offering herself to lust, but rather the weakness she would feel after being pleasured to the point of exhaustion by the lecherous thief. Even worse...she wasn't just
worried about being violated by Yue Wujiang, but had already imagined being gang-raped or even all three of them, including Yue Wujiang, Yue Yun, and Yue Chang
. Mei Yingxue was overwhelmed with shame, yet her words carried a hint of unease. Last night, in her dream, the lecherous thief had described her as a cold-looking but actually lustful slut
, just waiting to be fucked to death. Now, Mei Yuxiang's description made that description seem even more real: "
Yuxiang, aren't you also...willingly offering yourself up...even if Senior Bi is willing to share the firepower...with three
highly skilled lecherous thieves...if you don't die...you'll lose half your life...although...it's still a worthwhile and
comfortable experience..."

"Hmm...but...but..." Although she knew Mei Yingxue's words made sense, just recalling last night's dream made Mei Yuxiang
blush. She had to admit that when she abandoned all restraint and resistance, indulging in pleasure wholeheartedly, there was indeed a blissful, almost
otherworldly beauty. In her dream last night, when she tested the waters, the three men didn't touch her at first. Yue Wujiang simply held
Mei Yuxiang, letting her watch as Bisiya passionately engaged in intercourse with the lecherous thief under the bed. Her front and back orifices were being relentlessly
penetrated and attacked by the two men. While her moans were inevitably filled with pain, the more it went on, the more unbearable the pleasure became. Even after he ejaculated, the lecherous thief didn't
stop, forcing Bisiya to arch her back again to meet his thrusts, until the two men were satisfied.

Although the lecherous thief had his fill, Bisya, who had been brought to the bed, was utterly exhausted.
She couldn't even sit up, let alone straighten her back, leaning against the bedpost. Her hair was wet and clung to her cheeks and shoulders, her flushed skin glistening with moisture. Her
chest rose and fell gently with each soft breath, her swollen, erect nipples, still throbbing from lust, hadn't yet softened. Between her legs
were stains of lust and filth, smeared with honeyed fluid and semen. The allure of her brows and the smile on her lips was so tender, shy, and sweetly satisfied
. Anyone with even a little knowledge of sex knows that unless one reaches the pinnacle of sexual pleasure and is completely satiated...
Even if one's feet are stretched to the limit, how could they possess such a captivating and alluring charm?

Watching Bisiya like that, with Yue Wujiang's hot hands pressing against her skin, Mei Yuxiang couldn't help but follow Mei Yingxue's
words, watching the lewd play while undressing and masturbating, her body burning with desire from the stimulation; by the time Bisiya was completely defeated
, Mei Yuxiang had already lost herself several times, which is why she was so helplessly manipulated by the three men, her body burning with lust,
unable to stop herself from going limp and completely losing her resistance.

Although the mere thought was shameful, especially considering that both women had witnessed being discarded like trash afterward, they still couldn't suppress the
surging lust within them. Their chivalrous spirit and ethereal aloofness had vanished. Their alluring eyes, filled with a seductive
allure, seemed to yearn only for men. The horrific scene before their eyes was still vivid; they shouldn't try it lightly. But… just as Mei Yingxue had said, it
was truly a pleasure well worth the price. They hadn't understood before, but now, witnessing it firsthand in their dreams, the Mei sisters finally understood why
Bisiya had become like that. Although they couldn't experience it themselves, just thinking about it was intoxicating.

"In a few more days, that scoundrel will have been in the palace... for a hundred days..." Quickly changing the subject, Mei Yingxue walked towards
the roadside pavilion. Her beautiful eyes darted around, noticing her sister's unsteady steps. She knew without looking that she herself was in no better shape. What she
had seen in her dream, though shameful, had truly stirred her emotions and made her unable to extricate herself. Just recalling it sent a
tingling sensation through her legs, even a feeling of wetness growing within her. These lecherous scoundrels were truly harmful; even a virgin in the throes of first love could have such thoughts
. She wondered what had happened to Bisiya, who had suffered such humiliation, making her body so unbearable. No wonder Bisiya, after being placed
there, almost never left the house; besides being ashamed to see people, there was another reason.

"Hmm... Once that bastard is gone, the battle between the Martial Alliance and the Demonic Path is already imminent..." Hearing her sister
change the subject, Mei Yuxiang quickly followed suit. She was genuinely afraid that if she continued talking with her sister, she
might become so aroused that she forgot everything, like in a dream, and actually go into the guest room and offer herself to him.
Although there were no beds in the guest room, there was still the practice of having sex outside the bed!

Although the guest room was separated by an array, there were ways to break it. Moreover, while the array of Mingyu Pavilion was exceptional, it didn't require a
master; it was a naturally circulating array. Although convenient and able to last a long time, its offensive and defensive power could never
compare to a mastered array. This was the natural order of things. Even with Yue Wujiang's suppressed power, forcibly breaking
the array, while difficult to escape unscathed, was not impossible. At most, he would suffer some injuries. The arrays set up inside and outside Mingyu Pavilion
were more for warning than for trapping the enemy.

Thinking of this, the sisters exchanged a glance, both blushing in unison, clearly thinking of the same thing:
if a righteous person were injured after breaking through the formation, they would either seek medicine or recuperate, but a lecherous scoundrel like Yue Wujiang had an additional
method—absorbing the yin energy of women for his own use. If the object was a virgin, it would be even more nourishing, and the more aroused the woman's body was, the
faster his injuries would heal. In the current situation, if Yue Wujiang broke through the formation and forced his way out to absorb the yin
energy of the two sisters, who were already aroused, to heal their injuries, the sisters didn't know if they could resist. Thinking of the intoxicating pleasure they would
experience in their dreams, they weren't even sure if they could resist!

Thinking of this, the sisters quickened their pace towards the pavilion, not daring to glance at the guest room again.
They ignored the sticky discomfort between their legs, and thus didn't see the figure passing by. Despite their longing for love, the sisters were mindful of Bisiya
's tragic situation. Unless she had truly fallen into the hands of a lecherous thief and could no longer resist his intense and fiery lust, neither sister
wanted to succumb to such a depraved state.

"Hmm...then...we should ask Master...not to rush off to seek revenge on Yue Yun and Yue Chang...to
stay in the pavilion for now..."

"Hmm...I think so too..." Knowing that her sister had the same thought, Mei Yingxue nodded.
If Duanmu Yinshuang were still in Mingyu Pavilion, at least she could keep the lecherous thief in check. Although both she and her sister were troubled by strange dreams,
if they were to fight Yue Wujiang now, not only would their martial arts be inferior, but their hearts would also be in turmoil, and they
could only exert half of their full power at most. However, given Duanmu Yinshuang's composure as the head of a pavilion, the impact should not be significant. Even if Yue Wujiang dared to forcibly break
the formation, as long as Duanmu Yinshuang made a move, at least... at least Yue Wujiang wouldn't be able to leisurely
tease the two women until they were burning with desire and willingly offering themselves, making it convenient for him to rape and plunder them during his spare time.

...

It was already night, and Duanmu Yinshuang silently sighed. She felt her delicate body under the bath towel becoming hot.
Even before going to bed and entering a dream, the various things in the dream that made her both expectant and afraid had already affected her body.
Even closing her eyes and circulating her internal energy, she could hardly suppress the desire deep within her body. Even with Duanmu Yinshuang's power and composure,
she could hardly control herself.

Counting the days, Yue Wujiang had been in Mingyu Pavilion for ninety-eight days, not even a hundred. She was already in such
a predicament; their agreed three-year commitment was approaching a thousand days. She didn't know how she would get through the remaining days. Duanmu Yinshuang sighed softly. With each
step, her naked skin beneath the bath towel rubbed against her skin. Even though the towel was fine and smooth, the friction against her skin
felt strangely similar to being intimate with a man's skin. Clearly, it wasn't the towel's quality that was the problem; rather, her skin was becoming increasingly sensitive
. If it was just like this with her clothes, what would it be like if a lecherous thief were to touch her…? Entering the room, Duanmu Yinshuang closed the door, finally
stopping her bare feet. Her heart pounded even harder.

After all, one should bathe and cleanse one's body and mind before going to sleep. However, for the past three months, she had been
having strange and inexplicable dreams, and each time she woke up, she had to wipe her body, which was quite inconvenient. Tonight, Duanmu Yinshuang simply let go of the inhibitions. After bathing in the hot spring,
she returned to her room without wearing a dress, only wrapped in a bath towel. Although the hot spring bath was located in the middle of Duanmu Yinshuang's and the Mei sisters' rooms, fortunately, the
two sisters were in the front hall arranging something, and Yue Wujiang was trapped in his guest room and unable to come and go. Even with Duanmu Yinshuang's
boldness, there was no need to worry about her private parts being exposed.

Logically, with only three women remaining in Mingyu Pavilion at this time, and having been fellow disciples for a long time, the seniority of master and disciple
meant that simply meeting naked wouldn't be a big deal. However, since the past ten days, the various events in her dreams seemed to have escalated. The
actions of Yue Wujiang and others in her dreams became increasingly shameful. Duanmu Yinshuang dared not share what she saw in her dreams with her disciples, and she didn't even dare to eavesdrop secretly,
fearing that she would hear from Yingxue and Yuxiang how the lecherous villain displayed his power in her dreams, making women submit to his
lewd power and unable to resist. After all, Bisiya's example was a stark warning, and even in her dreams, Duanmu Yinshuang did not want to follow in her footsteps. Even if she
had to writhe and submit to a man's pleasure, she would never want it to be that scoundrel Yue Wujiang!

But... was she really going to bed naked like this? Duanmu Yinshuang stared at the bedsheets, biting her lip lightly, along with a disheveled lock of hair...

A strand of her hair was held in her mouth, her beautiful eyes darting about. In the dressing mirror beside her, through a snow-white bath towel, her skin, as white as jade , was faintly visible . Her graceful figure was partially concealed, her high, firm breasts,
her slender waist, and her straight, long legs all exuding an irresistible allure. A glimpse of her round, full buttocks from a side profile was even more
captivating. If Yue Wujiang were to break through the formation at this moment and see her, his first thought would likely not be to flee immediately, but
rather to send Duanmu Yinshuang to bed for his own lewd pleasures, indulging his bestial desires.

But she... wouldn't surrender as easily as in her dream. After all, in her dream, she was always naked,
bound to the bed, utterly powerless to resist, waiting to be slaughtered. In reality, things wouldn't be like that. Thinking about this,
it took Duanmu Yinshuang a while to realize that her slender hands were lingering freely on her skin. She wondered if she was imitating the lecherous thief's methods in her dream
, touching and caressing sensitive areas.

Suppressing the urge to continue, Duanmu Yinshuang withdrew her hands. But even in that brief moment of distraction,
her crotch was already becoming wet and sticky. She parted her cherry lips slightly, taking the slightly moist, sticky feeling between her fingers into her mouth. As her fragrant tongue gently curled, she
tasted a strange sweetness. If all women were like this, no wonder the lecherous thief in her dream always visited those private
parts with his mouth, tongue, and fingers. It wasn't just about focusing a woman's mind on her private parts, nor was it just about arousing her sexual desire; there was also
the direct, sweet enjoyment of the lips and tongue.

The thought of going to bed naked, though covered by a blanket to keep warm,
would leave the sheets and blankets stained after a pleasurable orgasm from being teased and played with by a lecherous man in her dream! Even though the outcome would
be the same, the idea of being naked under the covers, waiting to be played with in her dream, and afterwards
still sweating profusely, her crotch damp with desire, made Duanmu Yinshuang blush. Even so, it was
better than having her inner garments stained and having to wash another one.

Her heart, once stirred, was hard to control. An image flashed through her mind: the bed in disarray, the sheets covered in stains
, half-wet, half-dry, yet revealing the excitement that had taken place. Who would have thought it was just a lustful dream
?

Thinking of this, Duanmu Yinshuang couldn't help but recall the pamphlet she had seen earlier in the scripture repository. She wondered where Mei
Yingxue had found the obscene material. It was neither a record of martial arts techniques nor a travelogue, but rather a novel banned by the government
. However, the descriptions of sexual pleasure were far more detailed. Normally, with Duanmu Yinshuang's self-control, she could have simply flipped through it and let it go, not
letting it linger in her mind. But now, with her heart stirred, the descriptions seemed to leap out of her heart on their own, each word and phrase etched before her eyes,
impossible to conceal.

I recall what it described: a pure virgin, shyly losing her virginity, her tender heart blushing with pleasure, being forcibly led into
the ecstatic climax of lewd intercourse. Afterwards, her genitals were stained with semen and her body was covered in drops of blood and honey. Although she
initially resisted, under the man's methods, the pure young girl eventually became a stunningly beautiful young woman experiencing love for the first time.
Moreover, having tasted the climax of male-female lovemaking, her hot and sensitive body remained as delicate and soft as ever, her
heart still shy and tender. Her alluring demeanor rekindled the man's virility, and he passionately intercourse with the woman again until he was exhausted,
sending every last drop of his semen deep into her body before finally stopping.

Such obscene descriptions were already difficult to read, but Duanmu Yinshuang had not only witnessed
Bisiya's unbridled enjoyment of sexual pleasure, but had also heard from Mei Yuxiang how Bisiya was conquered body and soul by a lecherous thief in bed, even
finding pleasure in their illicit acts outside the bed. With these three accounts combined, the descriptions became even more realistic, vividly clear in her mind. And that description was merely of
ordinary male-female pleasure, certainly not of someone who practiced martial arts. If it was already so, imagine the lecherous thief's seductive methods and wicked techniques of sexual exploitation; the actual
act in bed must be even more terrifying than those descriptions.

Where did that thing come from? Even among the predecessors of Mingyu Pavilion, there were
those who, while traveling the martial world, were taken advantage of by lecherous thieves and lost their virginity; this obscene thing should not have been left in the library! Despite her thoughts, Duanmu Yinshuang didn't throw the novel
away, nor did she intend to punish her disciple. After all, Bisiya had tested the law with her own body, and the various torments in her dreams had further damaged
her mind. Mei Yingxue had also shared her dreams with her sister, and seeing this novel as evidence,
even she didn't want to easily discard it, let alone someone as less resolute as Mei Yingxue. She just wondered… if
Yue Wujiang had taken this item in Mei Yingxue's dream, how would he have taught the woman to view it?

Thinking of this, even with Duanmu Yinshuang's composure, her heart fluttered slightly. She closed her eyes and circulated her internal energy, only
regaining her composure after a while. However, her body couldn't help but feel slightly warm. After all, the various events in the dream had a significant impact on her body, even
making it difficult to suppress the effects of the newly learned martial arts technique. If it weren't for her recent practice of the new technique, although she hadn't fought with anyone, Duanmu
Yinshuang would have noticed that while her internal energy hadn't progressed much, her movement skills had improved considerably. The technique was indeed beneficial and harmless, not,
as she had previously thought, the work of an evil person intending to ambush her.

Once in bed, the blankets gently covered her proud body. Duanmu Yinshuang felt her chest rise and fall with each breath, and her sensitive nipples seemed
to be gently caressed and cherished. Although she secretly cursed the erotic dream for being so harmful, thinking of the various events in the dream, she felt
a faint sense of anticipation.

...

As soon as she drifted into sleep, Duanmu Yinshuang sensed something was amiss. Though no longer bound to the bed, she was
still completely naked, her alluring body utterly exposed, except for her hands, which could barely cover her lower body. This
added a strange sense of shame compared to her previous state on the bed.

Although it was pitch black all around, faint sounds kept drifting in, their
distance difficult even for Duanmu Yinshuang's keen hearing. As she tried to discern the source of the sounds, her face flushed.
What other sounds could come from a dream of passion besides the sounds of sexual intercourse? Yet Duanmu Yinshuang had to listen carefully, not daring to miss a single detail, lest she lose track of
where they came from.

Having discerned the direction, she slowly took a step. Her delicate, bare feet touched a surface that resembled both felt and mattress, not an ordinary surface
. Duanmu Yinshuang knew that some foreign tribes beyond the Great Wall were accustomed to using this to decorate their tents, calling it a carpet or rug,
similar to the method used to decorate the guest room for that lecherous thief Yue Wujiang, yet each had its own charm. While not as cool, it was far more warm. Even
in winter, as long as the tent was warm and draft-proof, one wouldn't easily catch a cold even when naked inside. However, the thought of
what a person like Yue Wujiang might do in such a tent made Duanmu Yinshuang feel ashamed, yet she couldn't stop walking.

After walking for a while, Duanmu Yinshuang's eyes lit up. Three large beds appeared before her, arranged in a triangular pattern. Between the beds, various acts of
naked intercourse left Duanmu Yinshuang dumbfounded. Although her eyes were wide with shock, the surrounding air seemed to freeze
, and she was momentarily unable to move.

On the left side of the bed, Mei Yingxue was crawling slowly on all fours, her groin trembling occasionally. She would lift her face and let out
a soft moan, a mixture of shyness and pleasure. It was unclear how she felt about this dog-like, shameful position. Behind her, the man gently
supported Mei Yingxue's pert buttocks with his hands, seemingly only subtly controlling her crawling direction, observing
the various movements of her naked skin as she moved, her waist twisting and her hips thrusting. Although he was lightly pressing against her round buttocks,
the tip of his penis could be seen protruding from between her legs as she crawled, as if it would
be visible if she lowered her head, a lewd image suggesting it was about to pierce her at any moment.

"Ah... in... in... um... mmm..." Seeing Mei Yingxue climb onto the edge of the bed, her knees barely touching
the surface, the man behind her was already kneeling on one leg beside her, the other leg spread wide. With a thrust of his hips,
Mei Yingxue let out a soft moan, a mixture of joy and embarrassment. Her hands gripped the sheets, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, her neck
arched, her moans filled with ecstasy. Clearly, the penetration had taken over her, the intense pleasure instantly overwhelming her: "
So... so deep... ah... it's... it's reached... don't... there... it's so numb... ah..."

Watching Mei Yingxue kneeling on the bed like this... With her hands braced on the bed, she twisted her waist and arched her hips to meet the man behind her. Her delicate
body trembled and swayed from the impact, her beautiful breasts shimmering with alluring waves of sweat. Sometimes, with the man's
help in controlling her slender waist, she would straighten up, turn her upper body, and passionately kiss him, letting his hands
play with and knead her full, firm breasts, his fingertips lightly pinching her swollen nipples, giving her immense pleasure. Later, as if
exhausted from the pleasure, she would collapse forward, her outstretched hands reaching off the bed, but
grasping nothing, only her snowy buttocks arching, enduring the ecstatic onslaught from behind.

On the right side of the bed, Mei Yuxiang, seemingly unable to even climb onto the bed, could no longer suppress her burgeoning desire and
began to make love with the man beside the bed. The man sat on the edge of the bed, his hands outstretched to the sides, his legs spread apart, while Mei Yuxiang
knelt on his lap, her hands on his shoulders for leverage, moving her delicate body up and down.
The thick, hard, and strong penis at their point of contact was vaguely visible, seemingly too hard for a woman to bear at first glance, but it
was moistened by the glistening juices of her spring, making the movements smooth and effortless.

Even someone as inexperienced as Duanmu Yinshuang in matters of the bedchamber knew that this position required the woman's initiative, and she was unlikely to show any reluctance. Moreover,
although she couldn't see Mei Yuxiang's face from this angle, she could see Mei Yuxiang twisting her waist and hips as she moved, her black hair
becoming more and more intense with her movements, and the way her fragrant sweat flew everywhere making her look even more pleasurable. In addition, Mei Yuxiang initially only focused on
the movements of lifting and lowering her body, but as it went on, she became more and more aroused and passionate, sometimes raising her head and moaning softly, as if her heart was being shaken and her spirit was being swayed
. Her slender hands even pulled the man's head and face against her chest, and the smacking and sucking sounds mixed with Mei Yuxiang's charming cries and
moans, making it even more captivating, showing that the woman was passionately involved and couldn't care less about anything else.

"Oh...so...so full...ah...the whole...the whole...is completely full...how...
so thick...oh...it's so full...it's going to...ah...it's going to burst...but...oh...it's so full...so
beautiful...ah...the whole...is completely...filled...um...it's...it's all the way in...
ah...so full...so full...um..."

Just watching Mei Yuxiang's movements with such pleasure, rotating her hips as she reached the deepest point, feeling an even deeper penetration,
while also allowing the man to better kiss and gently bite her full breasts, her black hair flying wildly with each movement, her panting cries a mixture of joy and
sorrow, her lips and tongue either panting and weeping with the boiling lust within her, or lowering her head to passionately kiss the man, obscuring
her face and expression, only revealing her unrestrained movements, coupled with her naked skin covered in a carnal blush, one could guess that Mei Yuxiang
was intoxicated, enjoying the unparalleled pleasure of intercourse.

The two sides were engaged in fierce sexual battles, but this paled in comparison to the lewd intercourse on the bed in the middle. Bisiya
, whom Duanmu Yinshuang hadn't seen in a long time, was the only one who had been on the bed from the beginning. Now, entwined in a passionate embrace, she displayed the allure of her female form
. The sight made Duanmu Yinshuang blush, feeling both ashamed and afraid. After all,
the thought of one woman simultaneously engaging with two men was far too stimulating for her. Yet

, when Bisiya occasionally turned her head to face them, her eyes and brows were brimming with desire,
her expression filled with joy. Her movements showed no resistance or reluctance; she was wholeheartedly and desperately serving
the man she was passionately making love to. It was unclear whether she was satisfied with the release of her sexual desire or with the pleasure she brought to the man on her body
. Although the naked Bisya was experiencing a blissful and sweet release, her movements overflowing with an endearing fragility,
the way she diligently served the man only revealed that Bisya's body and mind had been conquered by lust. Even after
satisfying herself beneath the man, she still craved another round of pleasurable indulgence.

Sometimes, Bisya would sit with her back to the man in his lap, her lower abdomen contracting and expanding, enjoying
the pleasure of her vagina being completely filled by his penis, her hands cupping her breasts, rubbing the man's penis between her chest, seemingly
yearning for another round of lovemaking after the penis erupted within her; other times, she would kneel on the bed with one knee, the other leg raised
high by the man thrusting and pounding inside her from behind, and even in this unsteady state, Bisya's slender hand would still hook forward.
On the man's waist, her lips and tongue incessantly swallowed and licked his penis, making it appear strong and imposing between her cherry lips; while lying on her
back in the man's arms, she was being thrust into from behind, while in front of him, her lips and tongue sucked, her breasts slid and clamped, her slender fingers
teasing her empty little hole with unbearable urges, ignoring the fact that it was already flushed and slightly swollen from being thoroughly penetrated, the strands of honey-like fluid mixed with
drops of white grease constantly flowing out, as if her anus had been opened, clearly more painful than pleasurable, yet still making Bisiya intoxicated and unable to turn back.

Their mouths went dry, and they kept swallowing, especially with Bisiya on the bed in the middle. Her posture and figure were not only
a display of Bisiya's physical beauty, but the men were also skillfully and passionately manipulating her, creating a dazzling display of allure.
It was clear they wanted everyone around to see it clearly. Even Mei Yingxue and Mei Yuxiang, who were engaged in passionate intercourse with the men,
couldn't help but glance at the middle, unsure whether they wanted to emulate Bisiya's passionate indulgence or secretly learn those seductive
moves so they could imitate them later.

It was truly shameful to see one woman against two men, especially since Bisiya wasn't being gang-raped, but
rather being double-penetrated. Her proud body wasn't just being played with in one place, yet Bisiya seemed oblivious to the pain, completely unaffected by the two men's
fiery humiliation and debauchery. She was utterly captivated and intoxicated; this was the epitome of a woman consumed by lust.
Bisiya, intoxicated by passion, offered herself to him, her lust overflowing as she was violated. She completely abandoned her dignity as a chivalrous woman and her purity as a fairy
, offering herself wholeheartedly to pursue the sensual pleasure of debauchery. Duanmu Yinshuang, though blushing and
feeling her own body gradually aroused, dared not allow the two to take her place.

A thought crossed her mind, and though she still felt the air around her heavy and stagnant, she couldn't help but scan the area. She saw
traces of white, sticky fluid on Mei Yingxue's shoulders and lips, and on Mei Yuxiang's waist and buttocks. But the most abundant traces were on
Bisiya; on her breasts, abdomen, buttocks, and cheeks, tiny specks of white fluid were barely perceptible. Her passionate acceptance and
pleasure, fueled by the heat of passion, caused the white fluid on her body to dissolve more quickly, but mixed with the flowing sweat, even just
sliding across her skin felt strange.

Although she was still a virgin and had never been intimate, Duanmu Yinshuang understood that the ultimate beauty of male-female intercourse lay in
the man's unreserved ejaculation of his semen, while the woman's flower opened wide in bliss, her tender buds blossoming,
absorbing and swallowing the man's semen during climax, taking every last drop into her womb. That burning and profound stimulation
was directly imprinted on the most private and deepest parts of her body. Only in this way, with the most sensitive and vulnerable places being burned by the heat of the semen
, could the woman fully feel that she had been completely conquered and possessed by the man, her deepest self marked by his
imprint. Only in this way could they achieve the most complete unity.

But where there is a fixed pattern, there is bound to be change. Whether it was to avoid the temptation of illicit lovemaking, or the man's fear
of being drained of his yang energy by a wicked woman, there are tales of a man ejaculating his semen onto a woman's body during the height of intercourse.
Duanmu Yinshuang had heard Bisiya mention this before, but she never imagined she would actually
witness it in her dream.

She had initially thought it was just a heretical method, but now, seeing it with her own eyes, even imagining Bisiya
ejaculating the man's semen and her skin being washed by its white, smooth liquid, Duanmu Yinshuang realized that it
was also a method used by lecherous men to possess a heroine's body and soul. The heroine, driven to orgasm by the act of being raped, watched as the semen was ejaculated
onto her fair skin, defiling her purity, personally experiencing the heat of lust—how could she withstand
the onslaught of lust? He wouldn't immediately surrender, but wait until the lecherous thief regained his strength and began to ravage the woman's body. Even then
, the lingering afterglow of his orgasm would make her willingly submit, becoming a captive of lust.

It seemed that Mei Yingxue and Mei Yuxiang had also just experienced the stimulation of being covered in semen. Perhaps that was why
they were now unable to control their lust and were experiencing repeated orgasms. However, Duanmu Yinshuang seemed unable to speak,
making it even more difficult to ask her anything.

Heavens! No… As Duanmu Yinshuang's mind wandered, she saw the three women on the bed seemingly reaching their limits simultaneously.
From Duanmu Yinshuang's perspective, she could see Mei Yingxue's slender waist and hips trembling and contracting as the man grasped her. Mei Yuxiang arched
her back and raised her head, her slender waist pressing against the man's body with extreme force. Bi Siya's body trembled violently, spasming
and shaking uncontrollably. After a long while, she collapsed, her moans all in unison, their seductive glow captivating. Even Duanmu Yinshuang, who had never experienced intimacy, knew that such intense physical reactions occurred
during orgasm, when a man's semen was deeply injected into her uterus, the pleasure penetrating to her very bones, the indescribable bliss of release. 　　Hearing those enchanting moans and seeing the three women, their lust fully released, limp and blissful beneath the men , their intoxicated smiles suggesting complete liberation of body and soul, utterly surrendering to carnal desire, Duanmu Yinshuang felt a sudden urge to leap into their midst, to take their place. After all… there were only three women there, yet four men; it wouldn't hurt to throw myself into their midst! 　　Forcing herself to stop, Duanmu Yinshuang finally breathed a sigh of relief, only to see movement before her eyes. The man didn't seem to do anything particularly unusual, but Bi Siya's alluring eyes and cherry lips parted slightly, and Mei Yingxue's face turned slightly to the side, letting out a suppressed moan. Mei Yuxiang, both surprised and delighted, blurted out , "I was surprised and frightened by the man's quick and renewed vigor, but having just been brought to the blissful heights of orgasm, my body and mind were still intoxicated by the afterglow. I welcomed the man's quick advances with utmost enthusiasm. My still-soft body strained to meet his demands, once again intoxicated by desire." 　　Mei Yingxue was lifted onto the man's body and gently sat down. When her snowy buttocks touched his groin, Mei Yingxue, still weak and limp, let out a soft moan, biting her lip, and slowly began to move up and down. At first, Mei Yingxue was still shy, one hand lightly covering her breasts, the other supporting herself on the bed, her movements so delicate, almost like the shyness of someone newly touched by the rain . But her body had already been brought to orgasm by the man, and gradually Mei Yingxue's shyness and awkwardness were replaced by a surge of lust. She became more and more focused on the movements of her hips, sometimes adding left and right twists and turns, as if personally trying out the movements that Mei Yuxiang had just performed. The more she immersed herself in the experience, the deeper it became. 　　Once she was fully immersed, she couldn't control herself. In the heat of passion, Mei Yingxue arched her back, her hands on the man's legs, using the momentum to make her slender waist and snowy buttocks rise and fall. She did n't care that with each movement, her beautiful breasts danced wildly before the man's eyes, their round, red buds dazzlingly displaying Mei Yingxue's burning desire and passionate pleasure. When the man reached out and gently grasped and caressed her breasts, Mei Yingxue didn't feel impolite; on the contrary, she seemed even more grateful for the intimate caresses between their skin. 　　"Oh...this...it's hard so quickly...um...again...good...oh...so full ...um...so hot...you...ah...you're thrusting so...so deep...ah...it's...it's reached the very core of Xue'er's flower...oh...so powerful...it's making Xue'er...so tingly...so deep inside... um...again...there...oh...not there...Xue'er...um...I'm...I'm going to feel beautiful... so beautiful...Xue'er...I love it so much..."

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