The Legend of the Condor Heroes: A Tragic Journey Through the Martial World - Chapter 3: Returning to the Central Plains

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Time flies like an arrow, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye. Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min have lived on Icefire Island for three years.
On a large rock, Zhang Wuji was on top, and Zhao Min was below, the two of them joined together. Zhang Wuji's egg-sized glans easily broke through Zhao Min's defenses and entered deep into her vagina. After all, Zhao Min had been with Zhang Wuji no less than two thousand times, and her vagina was already used to it. However, with such a thick thing inserted, Zhao Min was still almost as excited as the first time. Her vagina was stretched so wide, and the intense stimulation almost brought Zhao Min to orgasm.
"Ah, it's too thick, too hard, it's throbbing me, Brother Wuji, I love it so much! It's so hot, why is yours so hot? Minmei is almost dying of pleasure. Ah, faster, faster! Ah!" Zhao Min cried out passionately, her voice so loud that it could be heard almost two miles away, but since there were no outsiders here, she wasn't worried about anyone hearing her.
Zhang Wuji originally had no sexual skills, but after mastering the Nine Yang Divine Skill, his penis became incredibly large, with unparalleled hardness and heat, allowing him to bring women to intense orgasms without any special techniques.
As Zhang Wuji thrust in and out, he cried out, "Minmei, is it good? You have to give me a whole bunch of little Zhang Wujis. I can't take it anymore, I'm coming." After saying that, he thrust a few more times with all his might, and finally ejaculated.
"Sigh, I don't know why, but we still can't have a child?" Zhao Min sighed softly. For those who already have children, they might feel that having a child makes it somewhat inconvenient for the couple to be intimate, and taking care of the child can be a burden. But for those who don't have children, the longing for a child is something outsiders can't understand.
Firstly, the two are young; secondly, they long for a child; and thirdly, because no one else is present, they can make love anytime, anywhere without any worries. Although three years have passed, they can still guarantee at least twice a day.
Logically, with such frequent sexual activity, the two should have already had a child. However, things often turn out differently than expected. Who would have thought that after three years, they still wouldn't have a child?
Although Zhang Wuji was well-versed in medicine, after examining Zhao Min, he discovered that the problem was not with her at all. Moreover, Icefire Island did not have as many medicinal herbs as the Central Plains. Therefore, Zhang Wuji finally decided to take his wife Zhao Min to the Central Plains to seek medical treatment.
As for how the two built a ship to reach the Central Plains, the specific details will not be elaborated here. On this day, the two finally saw the beach and realized they had arrived in the Central Plains. However, the two were unaware that the martial arts world of the Central Plains was no longer the same as it had been three years ago.
As soon as Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min arrived in the Central Plains, they saw countless people gathered together, some setting off firecrackers, some performing lion and dragon dances, some singing operas, and some walking on stilts—a scene of great joy and celebration.
"Uncle, is it a holiday today? Everyone seems so happy." Zhao Min, with her quick wit, approached a kind-looking elderly man and inquired about the occasion.
"Oh dear, young lady, you don't know this, but although it's not a holiday, it's still a very joyous occasion!"
As the old man spoke, he stroked his beard with a smug look.
"What could be so exciting?" Zhang Wuji was new to the Central Plains and naturally knew nothing about it.
"For so many years, the tyrannical Yuan emperors oppressed us Han people, making life miserable for us in the Central Plains. But now, the emperor has established the capital in Nanjing, and the tyrannical Yuan emperors have been driven out to the desert. The people can finally live a good life." It turned out that the people were celebrating this event.
"Really? That's great! I think the emperor must be Zhu Yuanzhang. I hope he can be a good emperor."
Zhang Wuji seemed to recall the time on Shaoshi Mountain when Xu Da and Chang Yuchun decisively defeated the Yuan army and rescued the various sects from Shaoshi Mountain.
Zhao Min lowered her head, her face full of sorrow. After all, she had once been Princess Shaomin of the Great Yuan Dynasty. Seeing her people flee to the desert, she could not be happy at all.
The old man seemed to notice Zhao Min's unhappiness and quickly said, "Don't worry, our Great Ming will surely last for thousands of generations, you know? Just yesterday, I heard that General Chang Yuchun killed a Yuan army leader while chasing him into the desert, I think his name was something like Kukutmur." Upon hearing this, Zhao Min didn't say anything, but her eyes reddened and tears welled up in her eyes.
"What's going on? Listen to me, it's not just us common people who hate the Yuan army, but Consort Jin also has a grudge against that Kukutmur. I heard that the Consort specifically ordered that the corpse of this Yuan army leader be hung outside Dadu City, and that it will be exposed for a hundred days. This is called retribution, he deserves it. Bah!" The old man said, spitting a mouthful of phlegm on the ground.
"Is that so? It is indeed worth celebrating. Thank you, sir, thank you, sir." Zhang Wuji wasn't stupid; he naturally knew that Zhao Min was in a bad mood. He quickly left and found an inn to rest.
After dinner, the two took off their clothes and went to bed. Zhang Wuji undressed early, but Zhao Min hesitated to undress and just sat on the edge of the bed in a daze.
"Min-mei, what's wrong? Hurry up and tell me what happened." Zhang Wuji said, hugging Zhao Min.
"Brother Wuji, now that we've arrived in the Central Plains, where do you think we should go first?" Zhao Min asked, pushing Zhang Wuji away.
“Of the three unfilial acts, the greatest is having no offspring. It’s been three years, and we still don’t have a child. This is no small problem. I’ve decided to go to Wudang to seek advice from our grandmaster first, and then we can go to the Ming Cult’s Eagle Banner to see our uncle.” Zhang Wuji was straightforward and immediately expressed his thoughts.
"Sigh," Zhao Min sighed softly. The events of the day had dealt a heavy blow to Zhao Min. Back then, her brother Wang Baobao, also known as Kukutmur, had taken good care of her. Now that he was dead, she couldn't even be laid to rest. How could she not feel heartbroken?
"Brother Wuji, my elder brother was my elder brother after all, and I really didn't want him to die. But since he's already dead, at least we should bury his body properly." Tears welled up in Zhao Min's eyes.
"Minmei, don't cry. I promise I'll find a way to bury Big Brother's body." Zhang Wuji quickly comforted her and pulled Zhao Min into his arms.
"Brother Wuji, it's all your fault for being too weak back then and passing the throne to Yang Xiao. Now Zhu Yuanzhang has become emperor. I think we should fight our way back to the palace and you become emperor." Zhao Min was a heroine, and although she had enjoyed sexual pleasure every day while accompanying Zhang Wuji for three years, her ambition for power had not been satisfied.
"Minmei, we need to discuss this properly before we talk about it. You know, what I really don't want to do is be a cult leader, let alone an emperor. Alright, it's getting late. Come on, give me a kiss." Zhang Wuji leaned in and kissed her.
Zhao Min covered Zhang Wuji's mouth, her eyes filled with tears, and asked pitifully, "Brother Wuji, if I'm hiding something from you, but it's for your own good, you won't blame me, will you?"
"How could that be? Okay, let's go tomorrow." Zhang Wuji was never good at coaxing people, and now that he was driven by lust, he didn't care about anything else and immediately tore off all of Zhao Min's clothes.
Zhao Min was in a bad mood after all. Although she secreted some lustful fluid under Zhang Wuji's constant teasing, her vagina did not open wide. Zhang Wuji's penis could only be inserted halfway before he felt that it could not go in any further. It was probably due to vaginal spasm.
"Brother Wuji, it hurts, it hurts so much, please pull it out." Zhao Min couldn't take it anymore.
"Ah, no, it's getting tighter the more I pull." Zhang Wuji tried it and found that it was better not to pull, because pulling made it even tighter, and his penis felt like it was being cut by a knife.
"Alright, a short pain is worse than a long one, Min-mei, just bear with it." Zhang Wuji said, and used the Nine Yang Divine Skill to concentrate his true energy under his penis, which immediately became as hard as iron. At this moment, Zhao Min's vagina was almost torn apart.
Zhang Wuji tried to pull it out, but only managed to pull out three centimeters. However, it wasn't the penis that came out; instead, the entire vagina was pulled out as well. If he tried to pull it out forcefully, Zhao Min might die from vaginal prolapse.
"Don't pull it out anymore, Brother Wuji! If you pull it out any more, I'll die!" This time, Zhao Min's moan wasn't one of pleasure, but a scream of agony. Little did she know that compared to the impending pain, this little bit of suffering was nothing at all, absolutely nothing.
"Minmei, stretch your legs out, hurry up!" Zhang Wuji suddenly remembered what happened between the two of them at Green Willow Manor and came up with a solution.
Zhao Min did as she was told and pulled her legs over. Zhang Wuji used his hands to scratch the base of Zhao Min's thighs, and then slowly moved down to her calves and soles of her feet. When he used the Nine Yang Divine Skill to make Zhao Min weak all over and laugh non-stop, her vagina had already completely relaxed.
Zhang Wuji did not pull out his penis. Since it was already relaxed, it was obvious what to do next.
Zhang Wuji began thrusting in and out, starting slowly because Zhao Min's vagina was still a little sore. But gradually, Zhao Min also started to feel it, and her vagina secreted more lustful fluid. So, Zhang Wuji started to go at it more freely.
This intense encounter was truly earth-shattering and awe-inspiring. Zhao Min screamed as she was being fucked, while Zhang Wuji, like a wild bull, was not only strong but also had a thick penis, and he kept yelling. "You little slut, you little whore, I'm going to fuck you to death, I'm going to fuck you to death!" Neither of them realized that this was no longer Ice and Fire Island. Their cries could be heard almost half a mile away in the quiet night.
Finally, the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped. Zhao Min, feeling utterly exhausted, lay in Zhang Wuji's arms. Zhang Wuji stroked Zhao Min's skin and said, "Min-mei, look how good we are together. If you ask me, I don't want to be the emperor either. After we bury our elder brother and find the remedy for having a child from our grandmaster, we'll go back to Icefire Island. How about that?"
"Alright, Brother Wuji, whatever you want. I had a blast." Zhao Min was still dazed and confused, too caught up in the intense pleasure of her orgasm to really take Zhang Wuji's words to heart.
In the martial arts world, a bloody storm will not change because of the appearance of Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min. On the contrary, the real tragic story is only just beginning.

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