[The Legend of Guangling] Episodes 1-5 Author: Butterfly Lord

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[The Legend of Guangling]

Author: Butterfly Lord

Volume 1: Staring Blinded by the World of Jianghu

Chapter 1: Youthful Arrogance

Yue Hang, clutching his untied belt, hurriedly left Cuiyun Tower, completely ignoring the brothel madam's
shouts. He had no choice; the Yue family had strict rules, and this was a rare opportunity for him to travel alone
. If he returned late and was caught by Aunt Liu, he would likely be confined for half a month, which was
far more painful than a beating.

As he walked along the street, he suddenly felt a soft, yielding sensation on his shoulder, followed by a soft cry of "Ouch!"
Yue Hang found the voice exceptionally languid and pleasant, and couldn't help but think of Cui'er, with whom he had been intimate at noon, only this
voice was a hundred times more beautiful.

As Yue Hang was lost in thought, the woman lying on the ground grew displeased. She slowly rose to her feet and
scolded Yue Hang, "Young master, how rude of you! You bumped into someone on the road and didn't even help them up?"

This reproachful voice should have contained anger, but surprisingly, coming from this woman, it was completely devoid of any warmth or malice. Hearing it,
Yue Hang felt as if he were being threaded through a needle, his bones and muscles went weak, and he felt as if he were about to ascend to heaven. He dared not respond with his usual arrogant demeanor, quickly
punching himself in the face and forcing a smile as he replied, "I'm truly sorry. I was in a hurry to get home and didn't mean to bump into you
, Miss. I deserve to die. I wonder if you are alright?"

The young lady smiled charmingly, her eyes crinkling, "My body is fine. Since it was unintentional, I cannot blame you
. Please go, young master."

Yue Hang, preoccupied with his own thoughts, lost interest in teasing her. He quickly bowed and hurried away…

A short while later, he finally arrived at his own door. Yue Hang glanced at the time; thankfully, it wasn't dark yet.
He was secretly pleased, thinking, "Returning home at this time usually means I won't encounter Aunt Liu. It seems my luck is still
good today."

Entering the courtyard, he suddenly saw a beautiful woman standing coldly in the front hall, staring at him. It was none other than
the dreadful Aunt Liu.

Yue Hang felt a chill run down his spine: "Why did Aunt Liu leave the nunnery so early today? I'm afraid I'm going to suffer another calamity
." Yue Hang was distressed, yet also felt a sliver of hope. He hurriedly turned his gaze away and tiptoed towards the side hall
.

"Hang'er, stop right there! Why didn't you greet me before running away? Do you really think your aunt is blind
?" Aunt Liu said with a mocking tone.

He thought he had escaped a predicament, but Aunt Liu was sharp-eyed and didn't give him a chance. Yue Hang turned around and bowed to
his aunt, saying, "Greetings, Aunt. Why are you out of seclusion so early today? Usually, I spend several
hours in seclusion, and it's rare to even see you."

"Why aren't you studying your lessons and martial arts? What have you been doing all this time?" Aunt Liu
asked abruptly.

Hearing that Aunt Liu's tone wasn't particularly stern, Yue Hang was secretly pleased and said, "I've been quite bored with studying and practicing martial arts lately,
so I went out to relax and have some fun at Mirror Lake."

Aunt Liu covered her mouth and chuckled, "You little monkey, you're always
so mischievous. I raised you from a young age, and I know exactly what's going on in your mind. Don't think I don't know about your outrageous deeds just because I don't leave the house.
Are you comfortable with Cui-jie from Cuiyun Tower?"

Yue Hang was shocked by her words and stammered, "Aunt, you knew all along? I..." Knowing that this
concubine was kind on the outside but ruthless on the inside, he thought, "If she finds out about something this serious, she'll break my legs!"

Seeing his face flush and palpable, as if shy and frightened, Concubine Liu chuckled inwardly, but forced a
smile and said fiercely, "I told you to study hard and practice martial arts, but all you do is wander around all day. How can you face our ancestors
? If I ever see you causing trouble again, I'll tear your bones apart!"

Yue Hang inwardly groaned, but dared not contradict her in the slightest. He hurriedly said, "I know I was wrong, please punish me, Concubine!
"

Yue Hang lowered his head, his heart pounding as he silently awaited punishment. He waited for a long time without hearing a word from Concubine Liu, feeling
increasingly tormented. He was usually afraid of Concubine Liu and dared not leave without her forgiveness, so he could only bury his head in his chest
and wait. He didn't know how much time had passed, but Concubine Liu still hadn't uttered a single word. Yue Hang's legs cramped from standing, and his
neck, bent over for so long, was aching and sore. He couldn't help but sigh, "I thought it would be a beating with a ruler or confinement,
but who knew it would be such a tedious punishment of standing!"

The sky gradually darkened, and a pale moon rose in the night sky, casting a hazy yellow glow over the front hall . What should have been a beautiful night
felt strangely oppressive to Yue Hang, as if he were suffocating. It wasn't that he resented Aunt Liu, but rather a childhood
ailment that made him restless on full moon nights, as if something terrible lurked within him, especially at midnight
when he gazed at the moon, as if his body was out of control.

Now that feeling had returned, and Yue Hang couldn't bear the torment any longer. In no time, he was barely recognizable
. He clutched his chest, knelt on the ground, drool dripping from his mouth, seemingly in a state of madness. His bloodshot eyes were
filled with bloodshot veins, and he made muffled, hoarse, and painful noises.

Suddenly, a voice echoed in his ear: "When the heart is full, it overflows into the meridians; when the blood is deficient, it is replenished from within
. The way of fullness and deficiency lies in the rise and fall of the Yin energy of the earth. When full, it disperses into the meridians; when deficient, it gathers and concentrates in the Mingting (Bright Court), passing through the Purple Palace (Purple Palace), transforming into the Golden
Elixir. Only by refining essence and blood can one reach the Great Dao of cultivating the soul and refining the spirit..."

The voice was ethereal and lingered in Yue Hang's ears, repeatedly reciting the scriptures. Yue Hang listened to the scriptures and slowly
calmed down. He sat cross-legged on the ground, his hands naturally resting on his legs, palms facing the sky, and breathing aloud.
After a short while, even his breathing calmed down, and Yue Hang finally came to his senses. He was secretly alarmed: "This attack
was quite severe. If it weren't for Aunt Liu reciting scriptures, allowing me to regulate my breathing in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

Once Yue Hang felt much better, he looked around, but Aunt Liu was nowhere to be seen.
He thought, "I had so many questions I wanted to ask her about my health, but she's vanished
..." Yue Hang searched everywhere, but still couldn't find Aunt Liu. Growing increasingly frustrated, he, having stood there
for over an hour, finally sullenly headed towards his room...

The moon hung high in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the courtyard. The swaying willows scattered fragments of light,
casting dappled shadows on the ground—a truly tranquil moonlit night.

Yue Hang sat cross-legged on the couch, silently reciting scriptures. He felt his heart growing calmer, as if returning to his former state. Ever since
his aunt taught him this scripture when he was six, he had recited it several times every full moon night. Miraculously, just
reciting it would immediately calm his agitated mind on full moon nights. Reciting it once brought complete comfort,
as if thousands of moonlight streamed down his body, cleansing every meridian, circulating throughout his body, and gathering in his dantian (lower abdomen). When
the dantian could no longer contain it, the energy dispersed throughout his body, endlessly circulating—a truly wondrous experience.

After Yue Hang finished chanting the sutra, he picked up a handkerchief to wipe his face, glanced at the time—it was past midnight—and crawled
into the quilt to prepare for bed. Just then, the door was pushed open, and Yue Hang looked up to see that it was Aunt Liu.

"Ah, it's Aunt Liu. You're still up so late. Have you come to see Hang'er?" Yue Hang asked.

Aunt Liu slowly walked to Yue Hang's side, extending her delicate hand to stroke his hair, and said softly, "
Hang'er, is there anything else bothering you?"

"No, just a little nauseous, but nothing serious!" Yue Hang felt a surge of warmth in his heart, thinking, "
Although this aunt is strict, she truly cares about me."

Aunt Liu pushed Yue Hang closer, then sat down on the couch herself, slowly opening her arms to embrace him.
Her beautiful hair brushed against Yue Hang's head, but a barely perceptible fervor flickered across her face as she whispered, "Hang'er
, Aunt has waited more than ten years, and finally, that day is coming..."

Yue Hang felt a mature woman's delicate fragrance fill his nostrils, truly like orchids and musk, refreshing and invigorating, filling him with inexplicable
joy. He had been raised by his aunt since childhood; although she wasn't his biological mother and was usually strict with him,
he was still very dependent on her, especially now that she was so gentle—how could he not be captivated?

"My aunt is truly like a fairy descended from heaven. I doubt there's anyone in the entire Zeyang City who can
compare to her." Yue Hang admired his aunt's beauty in his heart, but then he suddenly remembered the woman he had bumped into during the day. Her features were exquisite, her skin as white as snow. Although they had only met once, she had left a deep impression on him .
Wasn't she just as charming and lovely? 　　Lost in his own reverie, he didn't hear what his aunt had just said. Suddenly, he caught sight of a soft, white expanse before him, dazzling him. The two snow-white mounds rose and fell with his aunt's breath, making his breath quicken. He quickly averted his gaze, unable to look any longer… 　　Aunt Liu noticed his unusual expression and slowly released her arms, saying with a half-smile, “What’s wrong? It seems my Hang’er has finally grown up. Time to get married!” 　　Yue Hang felt incredibly embarrassed, scratching his head and chuckling foolishly, “I used to think of Aunt as a bodhisattva , but today I feel like you’re a fairy descended from heaven. It’s all because of your beauty; how could you tease Hang’er like that!” 　　Aunt Liu, hearing his playful whining, stopped teasing him and sighed softly, “Hang’er, you’ve really grown up . In half a month, you’ll be eighteen. In my Yue family, the eldest son always inherits the family line. You’re the only heir this generation, so you must make a good impression and bring glory to the Yue family!” 　　"Hang'er knows, but Hang'er knows nothing about martial arts, how can he be worthy of such a heavy responsibility?" Although Yue Hang had practiced martial arts since childhood, he was quite ignorant. He only knew that the Yue family was the leading power in Zeyang City , and other small gangs and clans all attached themselves to them. 　　"Silly child, if you don't understand, your aunt can teach you. How can a man belittle himself and lack ambition! Tonight , I'll tell you the secrets of my Yue family. Next month, your aunt will send a letter inviting all the martial arts practitioners to perform the coming-of-age ceremony for you, so you can inherit the Yue family's legacy." 　　"Hang'er, my Yue family was once the head of the four great families. Although our power has been somewhat precarious since your father passed away, your aunt has painstakingly managed it for over ten years and still maintains some prestige. But when you take over the Yue family in the future, you cannot rely on the prestige of your ancestors to look down on the heroes of the world." 　　Hearing about the four great families, Yue Hang's spirits lifted. He often heard tea masters in teahouses say that the "Yue, Li, Xu, and Hu" families were famous families in the world... He never imagined that the Yue family referred to his own family, and he couldn't help but feel proud . Tilting his head, he asked, "Then Auntie's martial arts must be the best in the world!" 　　"You little monkey, you don't know your place. How could your Auntie be considered a master? Haven't you heard the saying, 'The immortal immortal, the waxing and waning moon is nothing to him; poetry and wine, a carefree life; the drunken mad monk, Mu Tianhan'? Those four figures in those lines are the real masters." Aunt Liu tapped Yue Hang's head. 　　"Those four lines sound quite catchy, but I wonder which four figures they're referring to." Young people love to argue about who's number one and number two, and Yue Hang was quite interested in this as well. 　　Aunt Liu continued, "The first thing she mentioned was naturally the 'Immortal of Longevity.' This venerable elder is a senior member of the Longevity Sect. It's said he's over 200 years old, and I've never even met him. He's universally recognized as a god- like figure, and it's said his 'Ascension Method' allows him to reach the realm of celestial beings." 　　The Longevity Sect is located in the Xingxue Mountains of the north, above Yingtianchi Lake. It's said that each member possesses extraordinary abilities, and in recent years, the sect has been shrouded in mythical tales. Yue Hang had heard about it in the teahouse, and hearing Aunt Liu say this, he couldn't help but think, "This Immortal of Longevity, living for two hundred years to become a first-rate master in the martial arts world, isn't really that impressive." 　　"The second sentence refers to Yue Dengxian, the leader of the Moon God Alliance. He is the most mysterious and top-tier martial artist of the last hundred years, but unfortunately, he is cruel and bloodthirsty, having slaughtered countless fellow martial artists. Now, the Moon God Alliance has risen unexpectedly, its power immense, committing countless atrocities and becoming a public menace in the martial world. If it weren't for the four great righteous families standing against them, the situation would be dire." " 　　The third sentence refers to Bai Zizai, the head of the Xuantian Sword Sect. It is said that his swordsmanship is divine, and his unique skill, 'Free Heart,' is unparalleled in the martial world. Most sword learners in the world take Bai Zizai as their teacher, demonstrating his mastery and influence in swordsmanship ." 　　"The fourth line describes a dissolute monk, whose origins are unknown. He seems to be drunk all day, yet he speaks no reason whatsoever, and kills indiscriminately at the slightest provocation. His men have committed countless sins." 　　Yue Hang listened with rapt attention, his chin resting on his hands. Seeing his aunt pause, he quickly shook his arm and pleaded, "And then? What other interesting stories are there in the martial arts world? Tell Hang'er about them!"

Chapter Two: Secrets Under the Moon

Aunt Liu chuckled at his engrossed listening, giving him a playful glare before gathering
her thoughts and continuing, "Hang'er, I'm telling you all this so
you can have a basic understanding of the martial world. You'll have to experience it for yourself to truly understand what it's like. You're growing up now, and I need to
entrust you with the affairs of my Yue family. Listen carefully to what I'm about to say; don't treat it like a story anymore
!"

Hearing his aunt's earnestness, Yue Hang abandoned his frivolous demeanor and sat upright on the couch, saying, "Please speak, Aunt
Liu. I will remember it well."

Aunt Liu asked, "Do you remember the scripture I passed on to you?"

Yue Hang's heart skipped a beat; he had a question and quickly replied, "Of course I remember. I recited it several times just now. But
I have a question: what exactly is this scripture? When I recite it, my mind calms down, and I feel completely
relaxed and full of power—it's truly miraculous."

"This scripture is the family's secret technique, passed down through generations. It allows one to temper oneself with the power of the moonlight, a rare
treasure indeed. Naturally, its power is immense, and it is our family's strongest asset."

"No wonder I feel as if moonlight is passing through my body." Yue Hang suddenly realized
something, then asked, "By the way, Aunt, why do I feel so distressed every time the moon is full
? I can't even control myself."

Aunt Liu frowned and said, "The progress in cultivating this skill is very rapid, equivalent to several days' worth of normal practice in an instant.
However, while this precious scripture is wonderful, it also has some shortcomings. Every full moon, the primordial energy is at its peak. The human body's meridians are already
narrow, how can they withstand such abundant yin energy from heaven and earth? That's why there's a backlash. Therefore, practicing this skill requires
diligent and uninterrupted practice. Once the body's meridians are wide enough, one will naturally no longer suffer from this moon-induced heart-devouring pain." 　　Yue Hang was utterly astonished, never imagining that his suffering stemmed from this scripture. He thought angrily, "This damned
scripture is truly harmful, and what's worse, I'll probably be unable to live without it from now on… How ridiculous!" 　　Aunt Liu, seeing his thoughts, couldn't help but laugh, "What's wrong? Are you blaming your aunt for teaching you this wretched scripture? If it weren't for this precious scripture, I'd probably have to use my ruler to force you to practice martial arts. Isn't this great? I haven't put in much effort teaching you, and you're enjoying it immensely. Isn't this a win-win situation?" 　　Yue Hang wholeheartedly agreed, secretly praising his aunt for being lazy… 　　"You've been practicing this scripture for twelve years now. Perhaps you don't yet feel its power, but in terms of internal strength alone , you're already considered a master! What you lack now is only techniques and experience in actual combat." 　　"That's easy. Auntie's martial arts are so impressive, you can teach me some moves. I guarantee it'll be better than ten boxing masters." Yue Hang disliked facing those old scholars and boxers with wrinkled faces, and thought to himself, "It's better to have my beautiful auntie teach me than them..." 　　"Auntie's skills are nothing special. Learning them would probably ruin Hang'er's excellent potential. The heads of my Yue family have all been legendary figures in the martial arts world, naturally possessing amazing skills passed down, but they are only passed on to men, not women . Besides, Auntie is an outsider, so she hasn't learned any of the Yue family's true skills. If you want to learn martial arts, you can go to the family's armory and check it out yourself." 　　Yue Hang, a mischievous child, knew his family's courtyard intimately, yet he had never heard of an armory . He asked疑惑地问道, "Auntie, where is the armory? I've never seen it before!" Aunt Liu replied, " 　　The armory is a closely guarded secret of our Yue family. Family rules dictate that only the head of the family can enter. I only know the entrance, but I've never been inside! Let alone you." 　　Yue Hang, ever curious, eager to know there was a place in the family he hadn't yet explored, hurriedly asked, "Where is the entrance ? Take me there!" 　　"You're so impatient! I came here tonight precisely to take you into the armory!" Aunt Liu said irritably. Before Yue Hang could react, she grabbed him by the back of his shirt and, with a "whoosh," darted out of the room , disappearing into the night. 　　Yue Hang felt lightheaded, the scenery rushing past him, the wind whistling in his ears. In no time, he was standing in front of a house. Looking closely, he realized it was the Buddhist shrine where his aunt worshipped. Yue Hang had never been inside this shrine before , because Aunt Liu had said it was where the ancestral tablets of the Yue family were kept, and one was not allowed to enter without performing the coming-of-age ceremony. 　　Aunt Liu gently pushed open the main door and went inside. Seeing that Yue Hang hadn't followed, she quickly turned back and pulled him, saying , "What are you daydreaming about? Come on in, the armory is inside." 　　With his aunt's permission, Yue Hang stepped inside. The shrine was decorated in a very ancient style, with four-tiered eaves that curved inwards, and a spiraling cloud-carved ceiling. There were huge murals on both sides, mostly depicting fairies flying in the sky, but the fairies ' clothes were rather revealing… making him blush with embarrassment. On a high table directly in front of them sat a large, moon-shaped jade plate, its surface gleaming eerily green under the moonlight. 　　Aunt Liu pointed to the plate and said, "Our family's armory is behind that plate. Go inside and you'll meet a woman. Introduce yourself to her, and she'll give you our Yue family's heirloom." Aunt Liu seemed quite excited; her outstretched hand trembled uncontrollably. 　　Yue Hang quickly climbed onto the table, turned behind the plate, and indeed saw a stone door. The door was very narrow, barely wide enough for one person to pass through. Yue Hang had expected some kind of mechanism to open the door, but to his surprise, the door opened with a "click" the moment his hand touched the stone surface. Startled, he complained, "What kind of hidden place is this? It opened with just a touch!" He hesitated for a moment before walking inside… 　　Aunt Liu watched as the darkness within swallowed Yue Hang's figure before withdrawing her trembling arm. A flash of fanaticism crossed her face as she murmured, "Finally, this day has come!" After a long silence, she suddenly moved, reaching the top of the tower in the backyard in a few leaps. 　　A man in black stood atop the tower's slender spire, his arms crossed. He wore a grotesque silver mask, and a large black cloak fluttered in the night wind. His imposing figure exuded an air of authority and dominance. 　　Aunt Liu stood on a corner of the eaves, bowing respectfully to the masked man, saying, "Your subordinate from Emei greets the Alliance Leader. Alliance Leader…"

"The tasks assigned to me have been completed. Please instruct me on the next steps, Alliance Leader."

The Alliance Leader stood motionless, as if carved from stone. His blood-red eyes held an
unfathomable depth. His menacing mask rippled, and a hoarse, mournful voice rang out: "Emei,
you've suffered so much these past years. Now, you're just one step away from complete liberation. You don't need to worry about the future
; just keep a low profile. Envoy Yingyue is on his way. We can make our move once he arrives
."

"Congratulations, Alliance Leader! The Guangling Secret Scroll will ultimately belong to my Moon God Alliance
. Under your leadership, we will surely unify the martial world," Emei quickly flattered.

"You don't need to offer such empty flattery. I will not break my promise. Once we obtain the Yue
family's Guangling Secret Scroll, I will naturally remove the Moon Gu from your body, and you will be free," the Moon God Alliance Leader said sarcastically
.

After a pause, the alliance leader continued, "Can you still control that child? He's
a crucial link in our success."

"I followed your instructions and planted the Moon Gu in him, but for some reason, it doesn't seem to have much
effect. Several times on full moon nights, when the Moon Gu was at its peak, I tried to activate it to test him, but he
only seemed to feel nauseous, without the heart-devouring pain of the Moon Gu. If he adjusts his breathing in time, he can recover instantly
," Emei said softly.

The alliance leader said, "This matter is none of your concern. I secretly examined his pulse and found something in his body
resisting the Moon Gu's chilling power. However, it's not a big deal. He's still young and has no strength whatsoever; he poses no
threat. We'll kill him as soon as we get the secret scroll to avoid future trouble!"

"We still have to kill him! Sigh..." Hearing the alliance leader say this, Liu Emei felt a strange sadness in her heart
.

"The Chaohua Demon Sect should arrive tomorrow. Remember to give them some benefits first. Even a centipede with a hundred legs
doesn't die easily. Although the Chaohua Demon Sect is facing some crises, they shouldn't be underestimated. Don't mistreat them tomorrow."
After saying this, the alliance leader vanished before Liu Emei could react.

Liu Emei gave a soft reply and turned to go downstairs...

*** *** *** ***

Inside the stone gate, it was pitch black. Yue Hang felt quite uncomfortable, noticing the damp ground beneath his feet and the narrow
passageway. After walking for a while, he finally saw light and hurried over. Emerging from the passage, Yue
Hang felt as if he had entered another world. The enormous stone chamber before him was as spacious as his own backyard training ground
, with ever-shining pearls embedded in the walls, casting a lustrous glow that was very pleasing to the eye.

Yue Hang entered the inner room and looked around. A row of tall bookshelves lined the stone wall, filled with
books of all kinds. Yue Hang thought, "This must be the armory. The books inside must be the Yue family's secret martial arts techniques."

He walked to a shelf, picked up a book, and flipped through a few pages. The paper seemed to have been specially treated;
it even changed color as he looked at it. Being of noble birth, he knew this was a kind of insect-repellent and preservative, probably to prevent
the dampness of the room from damaging these precious books.

This stone room was like a sea of books. Yue Hang flipped through them randomly, mostly books
like "Treatise on Seedlings" and "Auspicious Strategies." These books would be rare treasures in the world, but they were
meaningless to him. He had only come to the armory to satisfy his curiosity.

"What kind of armory is this! There aren't any martial arts manuals or anything like that..." Yue Hang pondered as he casually flipped through the books
, when suddenly he noticed a very beautiful colored illustration on one of the pages. The painting depicted a naked woman straddling a man
, her head slightly tilted back, her face serene, her long hair cascading to the ground, partially obscuring her buttocks, adding to her allure.
The depiction of their union was particularly meticulous, with half of the penis exposed, even the dew clinging to it clearly visible
. This caused Yue Hang's eyes to widen, and he swallowed hard.

Lost in his reverie, Yue Hang suddenly heard a faint breathing sound, which startled him. He remembered his aunt's words about
people engaging in sexual activity here. He quickly turned to look, but saw no one. He then called out loudly, "Is there
any ancestor of my Yue family here?"

The stone chamber echoed loudly, the sound waves reverberating for a long time before subsiding, but no
one came out to answer. Yue Hang felt slightly annoyed, thinking, "Although this place is spacious, there's nowhere to hide.
Who could possibly be here? I must have been too focused and hallucinated!"

Yue Hang then focused his gaze on the book, flipping through several pages. It was full of erotic illustrations, some of the poses quite
obscure. Even with his long experience with the ways of the world, he couldn't help but blush and his heart race. He couldn't help but mutter, "So my Yue family ancestors were quite
a few playboys. I suppose I've inherited their mantle."

"Your Yue family is more than just a few playboys; they're all utterly despicable and shameless, worse than beasts!"

This voice was quite abrupt, as if it came from the void. The tone was calm and even, but Yue Hang felt
as if a hand was gently caressing him, an itchy sensation that was hard to resist. Lost in thought for a moment, he realized the words
were incredibly disrespectful to his ancestors. He raised an eyebrow and glared in the direction of the voice. There,
hanging from the ceiling of the stone chamber, was a white, cocoon-like object, terrifying in the light of the ever-burning pearl
. Yue Hang, thinking it was some kind of monster, cried out in alarm, threw down his book, and ran back the way he came…

As he ran, he suddenly felt a cool breeze behind him, and then his feet left the ground, and he floated up, seemingly
towards the "monster." Terrified, Yue Hang struggled to break free, but
the "monster" seemed incredibly strong; he couldn't escape its grasp and was instantly dragged back, falling
flat on his face. Yue Hang was terrified. He quickly closed his eyes and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Eek! A monster is eating
people! Auntie, come save me!"

But after shouting for a long time, the monster didn't react. Yue Hang felt a surge of relief, thinking, "Could it
be that the monster has eaten its fill?" His mind was filled with absurd thoughts. Finally, unable to contain himself any longer, he opened his eyes.
Before him appeared a pair of small, exquisitely cute, moon-white embroidered shoes. Yue Hang felt a sense of relief. "It's
just a female ghost. At least she's better than that ugly monster."

Tilting his head slightly upward, he finally saw the female ghost's face clearly. She appeared to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a beautiful and refined appearance.
She was ethereal, like a fairy under the moon, dressed in a brocade robe of moon-white, with a gilded jade belt around her waist. The narrow skirt barely covered her
two round and supple legs. Her skin was as delicate as fine porcelain, and
a beauty mark stood out at the corner of her left eye. She truly possessed unparalleled charm, captivating Yue Hang as if he were in a dream.

Seeing Yue Hang lying on the ground in a disheveled state, his eyes fixed on her waist and hips, the woman felt a surge of anger. She turned
around and said resentfully, "Are you also a descendant of the Yue family? It's one thing to be bad at martial arts, but
to be so afraid of ghosts and monsters at your age is a disgrace to the Yue family."

Seeing the beauty's slightly angry expression, Yue Hang felt a sudden flutter in his heart, but he could clearly see that she
was not a ghost or monster at all, but a beautiful young woman. Thinking of how disheveled he had just
made, which the beautiful woman had witnessed, he blushed and replied, "My name is Yue Hang. I didn't see you clearly just now and mistook you for a monster
. Please forgive my embarrassment. May I ask your name? Are you someone from the Yue family?"

"I don't really have a name. You... just call me Yue Nu'er!" the beauty
said after a long pause. "As for who will be handing over the reins, I don't know. I'm just the one guarding this place."

Chapter Three: The Secluded Chamber and the Pitying Beauty

Seeing her expression soften, Yue Hang quickly added, "But Aunt Liu sent me here, saying I should take over the family
heirloom."

Yue Nu'er's expression changed upon hearing this, and she said, "Don't talk nonsense in front of me! How could it be your turn, you
useless brat, to be the head of the Yue family? Isn't Yue Qingyan the head of the Yue family? Is he going to abdicate?"

Hearing his father's name, Yue Hang felt a pang of sadness and said sorrowfully, "Yue Qingyan was my father. He
passed away fifteen years ago."

Upon hearing this, Yue Nu'er's eyes instantly turned bloodshot. She lunged forward, grabbed Yue Hang's neck, and forcefully slammed
him against the bookshelf, shaking him wildly as if possessed, laughing maniacally, "Is what you're saying true? He…
he… he's really dead? He just died like that? Hahahaha… Yue Qingyan, so you can die too…"
"...Hahaha...Heaven have mercy on me!!"

In her frenzy, Yue Nu'er used an unknown amount of force. Yue Hang felt as if his neck was broken, making it
extremely difficult to breathe. He wanted to beg for mercy, but the words wouldn't come out. A deep sorrow welled up inside him. Who would have thought
that the beautiful woman who had been so ethereal just moments before would transform into a bloodthirsty monster in an instant?

Just as Yue Hang felt suffocating, Yue Nu'er released her grip, swaying unsteadily,
still laughing wildly. A string of drool hung from her bright red lips, and her distorted features were quite ferocious and hideous
, quite frightening.

She laughed until she couldn't breathe, then cupped her delicate hands around her abdomen, slowly squatted down, her shoulders still
twitching occasionally, as if she hadn't finished laughing. It took a long time for her to calm down. When she stood up again, the smile was gone from her face .
Her teeth were clenched so tightly that her delicate lips bled, yet she remained oblivious. Her eyes were bloodshot, as if spitting
fire, and she stared intently at Yue Hang on the ground, walking towards him menacingly.

Yue Hang instinctively wanted to get away, but his whole body felt frozen, unable to move an inch. At this moment, he
was truly on the verge of tears, his heart filled with terror, and he could only close his eyes and await his death. Suddenly, he smelled a delicate fragrance, like orchids and musk
, and the warm, moist breath kept spraying on his face. Yue Hang could no longer close his eyes. He slightly opened his eyelids and saw Yue Nu'er's
beautiful face almost pressed against his own, even the fine pores on it were clearly visible. Her blood-stained red
lips were incredibly alluring, like buds just beginning to bloom, tempting him to lean in and take a bite. But then, looking into her
bloodshot eyes, blazing with hatred, he felt as if he had fallen into an icy abyss, a chill seeping into his bones.

After a moment of this staring contest, Yue Nu'er said bitterly, "The Yue family all deserve to die. Since you are a descendant of Yue Qingyan,
you have no one to blame but yourself." With that, she grabbed Yue Hang by the back of his collar, lifted him
up, and slammed him against a wall. The moment Yue Hang touched the wall, it flipped over, and
he tumbled inside, the impact so severe he felt as if his body had been shattered, writhing in pain.

It turned out there was more to this stone chamber than met the eye; behind the wall was another room. Yue Hang rose
and looked around. The roof was inlaid with colorful glazed tiles, moonlight filtering through them to every corner. Inside was
a huge jade bed, with an incense table at its head, upon which were rows of memorial tablets, presumably those of the Yue family ancestors. The jade bed was quite
unique, emitting a lustrous green light, seemingly identical in material to the moon disc in a Buddhist temple. A misty haze hung over the jade bed
, rising and falling like clouds, appearing even more dazzling and alluring under the moonlight.

Yue Hang was mesmerized when he suddenly heard a knock on the stone door again. Presumably, Yue Nu'er was about to enter. He hurriedly
scrambled towards the jade bed, where the thick fog would provide cover.

Yue Nu'er closed the stone door and slowly entered the room. Her eyes swept across the room before she walked straight to the jade bed. The dense fog
seemed to have no effect on her vision; in an instant, she reached the foot of the bed where Yue Hang was hiding, grabbed him
, and tossed him onto the jade bed. Then, she leaped onto the bed and struck Yue Hang on the chest with her palm.

Yue Hang coughed up a mouthful of blood, feeling as if his body had frozen solid. He couldn't speak,
nor could he move his hands or feet. He could only stare wide-eyed at the ethereal beauty before him, yet he couldn't muster a single trace of hatred. Fortunately,
the jade bed beneath him was quite warm, a faint warmth coursing through his body, which he found rather pleasant.

Yue Nu'er grabbed Yue Hang's hair with one hand, and pointed at the memorial tablet before the bed with the other, angrily shouting, "I wanted to kill
this little thief with one blow, but that won't quell my hatred! I'll make sure you, the ancestors of the Yue family, feel
utterly ashamed even in the afterlife to atone for all the suffering I've endured over the years!" With that, she grabbed Yue Hang's clothes and ripped them apart
, turning his brocade robes into shreds.

Yue Hang was now only wearing shorts, most of his body exposed before the beauty, which made him blush slightly. However,
Yue Nu'er still wouldn't let him go, straddling his waist with her shapely legs spread wide. Yue Hang felt her thighs were like
cotton, her skin soft and warm; a touch sent shivers down his spine, and he couldn't help but show an expression of ecstasy.

Yue Nu'er slowly lowered herself, pressing her face very low, almost touching Yue Hang's, her eyes becoming dreamy and
alluring, almost dripping with moisture. Her long eyelashes fluttered so much they touched Yue Hang's forehead
. Seeing Yue Hang's infatuated look, Yue Nu'er smiled sweetly, and a small, lilac-like bud appeared on her lips as she
gently licked the bloodstains from the corner of her mouth.

Yue Hang couldn't resist such teasing, and his lower body immediately reacted, pressing erect against Yue Nu'er's
buttocks, trembling incessantly. Yue Nu'er, naturally aware of the stimulation, quickly lifted her buttocks and
took a step forward, firmly straddling Yue Hang's chest. She turned her arm and slowly moved it along her side towards his legs
, suddenly grabbing his erect member. She blinked at the person beneath her and said softly, "Is this
alright?"

The massive member couldn't withstand such force, causing Yue Hang to grimace, yet amidst the pain, there was a strange
sense of pleasure. Unfortunately, he couldn't speak and couldn't reply to his beloved's words.

"Do you know who I am?" Yue Nu'er's soft little hand gently caressed him through the thin fabric, her small mouth
close to Yue Hang's ear. Knowing he couldn't speak, she still said to herself, "You probably don't know my
identity, but it doesn't matter. Just enjoy yourself. I don't think my body will be too dishonorable to you."

With that, she withdrew her hand from behind her back, gently pulling at her waist. The jade belt around her waist slipped down, and
with a tremor, her outer robe and undergarments were removed, revealing a pale pink bodice underneath. She reached out and
caressed her jade-like neck for a moment, then held a pink, glistening pendant in her hand. The pendant was shaped like a teardrop, its
surface rippling like water, yet it couldn't escape its outer shell. She shook the pendant, then leaned
down and murmured, "Is it uncomfortable not being able to move? Let me warm you up!" Yue Nu'er put the pendant
in her mouth, placed both hands on Yue Hang's chest, and silently circulated her inner energy.

Yue Hang felt a surge of power instantly coursing through his body, expelling most of the coldness from his meridians.
The wound from the palm strike gradually subsided, and his body slowly warmed up. After a while, he was able to move freely again
.

Yue Nu'er's bodice was very narrow, barely covering her two large, snow-white breasts, which
were clearly visible through the fabric. A deep cleavage between her breasts rose and fell with her breath, making
Yue Hang drool. He could no longer control his deep desire and quickly reached out, grabbed her breasts, and
began to knead them roughly. That delicate thing couldn't withstand such rough handling. Yue Nu'er whimpered, withdrawing
her hands from Yue Hang's chest and forcefully grabbing his wrists to prevent him from getting carried away. She extended her bright red tongue and gently
licked his eyebrows and eyes a few times, saying indistinctly, "You're in such a hurry as soon as you can move? I'm not ready yet!
"

She spat out the pendant from her mouth and held it tightly in her hand. After a moment, a drop of pink liquid dripped from the pendant
, landing squarely on Yue Hang's chest, instantly seeping into his skin and disappearing. Yue Hang felt something on his chest
ignite, instantly burning throughout his body. Waves of heat surged down to his lower body, and his already erect
member suddenly swelled to its maximum. The obstruction of his shorts made him feel even more pain. Suddenly, he forcefully broke free of Yue Nu'er's hands and reached
down to his crotch, pulling off his shorts.

The massive object, freed from its restraints, suddenly leaped and slapped against the plump, fragrant buttocks in front of her, making a resounding "smack"
that was quite pleasant to hear. Yue Nu'er suddenly felt a sharp pain in her buttocks as a hard, hot object pressed against her, sending
a wave of tingling pleasure through her. Her face burned, and all her strength seemed to be drained away. She could only prop herself up by her hands near Yue Hang's ears
, panting heavily.

Taking advantage of Yue Nu'er's weakness, Yue Hang sat up and buried his face in those fleshy mounds, his hot tongue
probing deep into the cleft, wanting to devour all the fragrance within.

Yue Nu'er raised her head, her smooth chin resting against Yue Hang's forehead, her small mouth open, breathing heavily. The tingling sensation from her breasts
intensified, and the strong masculine scent beneath her made her head throb, her desire growing stronger. Looking down
at Yue Hang, who was nearly lost in ecstasy, she felt a surge of relief. Her gaze drifted to the memorial tablet before the jade bed, and she murmured, "
If you scoundrels truly have spirits in heaven, open your eyes and take a good look. See how your descendants
commit incest and depravity... see how we, aunt and nephew, indulge in debauchery!!!" With that, she closed her eyes
, a single tear slowly sliding down her cheek and landing on Yue Hang's face.

Yue Hang had long lost his senses and could no longer hear what the beauty was murmuring; his entire focus was on licking that tender
flesh. His manhood swelled uncontrollably, yet he could not release it. He could only thrust his hips rapidly, pushing
his pink head deep into the beauty's buttocks, as if there were sweet honey there, tempting his enormous member to greedily devour it.

Yue Nu'er felt something hot and scalding repeatedly bump against her private parts, and her body went limp. She tried to
dodge with her buttocks, but she couldn't muster the strength and could only frown and endure the intoxicating numbness. That annoying thing
was so persistent, suddenly pressing against her vulva, as if it knew it had found the right spot, and wouldn't
leave, only rapidly rotating the head of the rod and grinding it, making Yue Nu'er feel like she was going to heaven.

Yue Hang ground it hard a few times, but felt that the undergarment was not very pleasant, so he reluctantly left her
soft breasts, his hands slowly sliding down the curves, stopping at her soft buttocks and caressing them for a while, before pulling down the beauty's
clothes that covered her private parts. Yue Hang, supporting his already excited penis, leaned in and teased it. The pigeon-egg-sized glans
parted its labia and squeezed into a warm, moist place. He felt the glans tightly wrapped like a fiery cloth, and
the thousands of layers of folded, alluring flesh inside seemed uncomfortable with the foreign object entering, wriggling slowly, as if trying to squeeze the huge thing
out. The straightforward Yue Hang convulsed in waves.

Although Yue Nu'er was past her teenage years, she had never been so intimate with anyone. The sudden, overwhelming
impact immediately made her lose herself, gradually sinking into lust. Her starry eyes were filled with a dreamy light, her red lips parted
as if sighing or pouring out her heart. Her cheeks were burning red, and her breasts were already erect and prominent
. Her two slender hands tightly gripped the man's arms, her nails digging into his flesh without her realizing it. In her dazed state, she moaned,
"Kiss me, kiss... kiss me."

Hearing her call, Yue Hang immediately stopped his movements and pressed his head hard against her beautiful lips. He felt the sweet saliva
on her lips and couldn't help but stick out his tongue to taste it. But as soon as he reached his lips, a soft, fragrant bud welcomed
him in. Their tongues intertwined, and they could no longer distinguish one from the other.

Yue Hangtou, feeling quite tired after a long time, opened his left arm and pulled Yue Nu'er's body into his embrace, pressing her full
breasts against his chest. His right hand then encircled her slender waist, which she was trying to hide behind, and with a sudden thrust of his hips, he arched upwards.
The massive object beneath him easily broke through a barrier, most of its shaft already embedded within the jade clam. Yue Nu'er was lost in
the ecstasy of her kisses when she suddenly felt as if that hateful thing had pierced through her, causing her delicate features to furrow slightly in pain, and she cried
out , "Ah!"

Hearing the cry, Yue Hang's mind cleared somewhat. Seeing the pitiful state of the beautiful woman before him, her jade-like body
now wet with tears, a feeling of pity arose in his heart. He quickly stopped his movements, straightened up, and sat on the jade bed. One hand encircled her slender waist,
while the other reached inside her bodice, kneading her two rabbit-like breasts. He kissed her small mouth again, tenderly caring for her
.

Yue Nu'er, comforted by the man, felt her pain lessen slightly, and her flower stem gradually became wet, with fine dew
overflowing from their point of contact, smearing Yue Hang's shaft as if it were being rained on. Yue Nu'er felt that the wicked thing beneath her was enormous
, filling her private parts completely. Every movement caused it to churn inside, sending
shivers of pleasure through her. Having tasted its exquisite pleasure, she could no longer resist. She spread her long, beautiful legs and wrapped them around Yue Hang's waist, her hips gently
rotating, wanting even greater stimulation from the massive object.

Yue Hang sensed her restlessness and readily yielded, his hands moving down to lift her thighs and thrusting repeatedly
. He felt as if a thousand tiny mouths were sucking on his shaft, an incredibly pleasurable sensation. This position wasn't deep enough
for Yue Hang to fully relax, so he rolled over, pinning Yue Nu'er beneath him. He lifted her legs, kneeling between them, and began
thrusting, finding it even more pleasurable. He couldn't help but increase his speed, his thrusts causing her vulva to ripple with crimson waves, dripping with juices
.

Yue Nu'er, experiencing the pleasures of first love, was overwhelmed by such intense
stimulation. The pleasurable sensations within her were building, becoming almost unbearable. She quickly wrapped her arms around the man's neck, offering her lips to his, wanting
nothing more than to cling to him. Suddenly, she felt Yue Hang's thrust go deep, and she didn't know what he had touched. Her body
stiffened, and she began to tremble violently.

Seeing her ecstatic state, Yue Hang knew he had found the heart of the beauty. He tightened his waist, pressing his
erection against her tender member, slowly grinding it, trying to savor its shape. But the member was cunning
, elusive, never daring to be touched directly. When he did touch it, it burned like a flame, making his shaft almost melt,
an intensely pleasurable sensation. Yue Hang was greatly frustrated. In a fit of rage, he thrust forward, this time plunging his entire member into her
, instantly rendering her immobile. Now that he finally saw its full form, he found it to be like a kernel, seemingly soft yet firm
, with a small mouth on it that opened and closed with an irresistible suction, quite pleasing to the eye.

Yue Nu'er's flower bud was captured, her beautiful soul almost melting away. Suddenly, she felt a tingling, numb sensation in her vagina, unable to hold back any longer
. Streams of nectar gushed from her flower core, like a river bursting its banks, both rapid and abundant.

Yue Hang was engrossed in teasing
the flower bud when suddenly the wondrous thing opened its small mouth and bit his glans, rapidly releasing streams of nectar. The nectar drenched his penis, making Yue Hang feel as if he were about to ascend to heaven. He quickly looked down at
their point of contact and saw the delicate, butterfly-wing-like downy hairs softly draped on either side of her mons pubis, with
a few drops of glistening nectar clinging to them, looking incredibly erotic. Her flat, fair belly heaved rhythmically, like a drumbeat.
Unable to control his desire any longer, he arched his back and ejaculated in a chaotic rush.

Yue Nu'er felt a torrent surge onto her clitoris, causing a slight pain. The heat
scalded her, instantly numbing her clitoris, and soon half her body went numb. She let out a soft cry, her head thrown back
, her back straight, and she ejaculated again.

The two continued like this for a long time, until they were both satisfied, before calming down and collapsing into each other on the jade bed, falling into a deep
sleep…

Chapter Four: The Art of Yue Nu The sky brightened, sunlight piercing through the colorful tiles, illuminating the jade bed with a dazzling, shimmering glow. The oppressive mist of the

moonlit night had dissipated from the stone chamber , revealing only their two naked, fair bodies. 　　Yue Hang awoke from his dream, feeling a cool sensation on his chest, as if water droplets were trickling down it. Turning his head , he saw Yue Nu'er's eyes were red and swollen, two pearl-like tear tracks tracing beautiful arcs as they slowly dripped onto his chest. His heart ached at the sight. He quickly tightened his grip, pulling her close to his chest, and leaned down to peck at the lovely beauty mark at the corner of her eye, softly comforting her, "Miss... are you still in pain? Let me go get some wound medicine to treat your injury later. You look so pitiful!" 　　Despite the man's gentle words of comfort, Yue Nu'er seemed oblivious, only gently rubbing the red mole on Yue Hang's chest with her cool little hands. Though called a mole, it was quite unique, shaped like a bead, half embedded in his chest, half exposed, smooth and round on the outside, with iridescent light flowing within. At first glance, it seemed like an ornament worn on his chest . 　　After stroking her for a moment, tears streamed down her face even more profusely. She sobbed, "I remember you, you're Hang'er...you're my Hang'er, sob...I...I hurt you...but I didn't mean to...I really didn't mean to... " 　　Yue Hang was completely confused by her words, not understanding what she was saying. He could only go along with her, saying, "Yes, yes, I am your Hang'er, I will always be your Hang'er...Don't cry anymore, it breaks my heart to see you like this." " 　　No, you don't know, last night I was possessed by the Moon Gu, and I did something wrong. If I had done it to anyone else in the Yue family, it would have been fine, but it was you..." Yue Nu'er's agitated emotions calmed somewhat, and she turned to Yue Hang, saying, "Hang'er, I have something to tell you, you must not get agitated after hearing it..." 　　"Poisoned by the Moon Gu?" Yue Hang looked puzzled, thinking, "Besides that 'good thing,' I didn't do anything wrong!" 　　"Hang'er, listen to me. I was too excited last night and couldn't control the Moon Gu. I lost my true nature and did that...that thing to you. I only hope you won't take it to heart. Otherwise, even if I'm shattered to pieces, it won't atone for my sin. " Yue Nu'er got up and pressed Yue Hang down beneath her, saying with deep remorse, "Do you know who I am? I am Yue Qingyan's sister, your...our own aunt!" 　　"What did you say? This...how is this possible...I don't have an aunt...this can't be true." Upon hearing this devastating news, Yue Hang tried to sit up, but Yue Nu'er pressed him down hard. Yue Nu'er shed tears again and said, "This is all a tragedy. Hang'er, don't be agitated. Listen to your aunt, and you'll understand."

Yue Hang couldn't bear to see a beautiful woman cry, so he quickly stopped struggling and said, "You...you tell me, I'm listening
."

Seeing that Yue Hang was no longer agitated, Yue Nu'er stopped struggling, gently resting her head on his chest, and said softly,
"Hang'er, in every generation of my Yue family, we cultivate a guardian to protect our foundation, to watch over these precious books collected over generations."

"Then are you that guardian?" Yue Hang asked.

"That's right, I am the guardian of this generation. I was brought to this stone chamber when I was seven years old, and I've
been here for 18 years now." Yue Nu'er's tone was rather melancholy, which made Yue Hang feel a pang of sadness. He thought, "To
have stayed in this dark stone chamber for so many years, it must have been so difficult..."

Yue Nu'er's gaze suddenly became deep and profound, as if she was recalling the past. After a long while, she said, "When I was little, I
only knew how to play everywhere. Taking advantage of my brother's doting on me, I did a lot of foolish things. I remember when I was seven years old,
my sister-in-law gave birth to a chubby baby. I loved him very much. One time, when my sister-in-law wasn't home, I secretly took him out and brought him
to my room. Then I played with him like a toy. That baby was so cute. He had a red
jade-like mole on his chest, and below that, he had... he had a little penis..." When she said "little penis," Yue Nu'er
blushed deeply.

Yue Hang felt rather embarrassed, but a teasing thought arose in his mind. He raised his "little penis" and tapped it a few times against Yue Nu'er's buttocks
, his eyes fixed on the person on top of him, until the beauty's face flushed red.

Yue Nu'er adjusted her body to avoid contact with the hard object, and said with a gentle smile, "Now
think about it, isn't that doll you?"

"So you really are my aunt." Yue Hang felt helpless. Who would have thought that the beauty he had been intimate with just last night was actually
his own aunt? What a cruel twist of fate...

Yue Nu'er saw the bitterness in his eyes and thought to herself, "Yes, I've already hurt him enough. I can't
let him feel ashamed and suffer in vain." She quickly kissed Yue Hang's forehead and
said gently, "This isn't your fault. I was blinded by hatred and dripped 'Lover's Tears' on you
, which made you act out. Don't blame yourself too much!" She looked down at Yue Hang's expression and
sobbed softly, "Actually... actually, there's nothing wrong with things between men and women. It's just mutual pleasure. Don't be so
bound by ethics and morals and get stuck on trivial matters..."

Hearing his aunt's comforting words, Yue Hang felt very warm. He was a wicked devil who never
cared about moral principles, so he was only somewhat surprised. He had long since let go of his slight guilt and reached out to caress her alluring
breasts, watching them change shape in his palms, Yue Hang felt immensely proud.

Yue Nu'er couldn't resist and quickly pushed away his wicked hands, glaring at him: "You good-for-nothing little thief...
Listen to me properly, or your aunt will turn you into an ice block with one slap, and don't blame me then!"

Yue Hang suddenly remembered her chilling palm strike from last night and shuddered. He quickly withdrew his hands and casually asked
, "Then why did you stay here for so long, Aunt? You didn't even come out to see your nephew, making me only have a chance
to get close to you today. I really hate you."

Yue Nu'er, hearing his idle words... She ignored him and continued, "Later, your father brought me to this
stone chamber and taught me the 'Moon Goddess Technique,' saying he wanted me to be the guardian of the Yue family. I was so naive back then,
and even felt quite proud of it. Who knew that the villain harbored such evil intentions, teaching me the rather vicious
Moon Slave Technique from the Moon Goddess Technique. Ever since I started practicing this skill, I suffer from the Moon Gu's erosion every full moon, enduring unbearable pain. Only
the Gu Master's Qi can soothe me." As she spoke, she unconsciously clenched her teeth, which were as sharp as broken jade.

"By the way, I know about the Moon Gu. Ever since I learned the scriptures my aunt taught me, I also feel
particularly painful every full moon, and I have to recite that damned scripture several times to feel better. Could it be that I'm also practicing the Moon Slave Technique?"
Yue Hang was extremely surprised, never expecting that his aunt would have the same symptoms as him.

"What you're practicing isn't the Moon Slave Technique. Anyone practicing the Moon Goddess Technique will experience this kind of pain, but the Moon
Slave Technique's viciousness lies elsewhere. During the foundation-building stage, the Gu Master uses their own true energy to cleanse the Moon Slave's meridians
until the Moon Slave becomes dependent on the Gu Master's true energy. At that point, the Moon Slave can no longer leave the Gu Master and has no choice but to
obey their every command. A single thought from the Gu Master can make the Moon Slave wish she were dead." Moon Slave'er said angrily, "That wicked Yue Qingyan
is worse than a beast! He actually turned his own sister into a Moon Slave! If I slightly disobey him, he uses this Gu technique to torture
me to the point of near death." She then broke down in tears, burying her face in Yue Hang's chest and refusing to get up.

Yue Hang had no memory of his father since childhood. Hearing Yue Nu'er's words, resentment welled up in his heart: "Father
is truly heartless! He cruelly turned such a beautiful and charming aunt into a Moon Slave! He's utterly depraved!"
Little did he know that becoming a Moon Slave required an exceptional physique, and Yue Nu'er was the perfect candidate
. Yue Qingyan, obsessed with the "Moon Goddess Technique," wouldn't let go of the opportunity to experiment, thus turning his own sister into a Moon Slave
.

Yue Hang gently patted his aunt's beautiful bare back and said softly, "Aunt, don't cry anymore. It's all Father's fault that you've suffered so
much. People say that children pay for their father's sins. I will definitely take good care of you from now on and will never let you suffer any
harm again."

Hearing the man's gentle tone, Yue Nu'er felt a little better. She wiped away her tears and continued, "I thought the
Moon Gu hadn't been as severe these past few years. I thought it was because I had mastered the Moon Goddess Technique, but it turns out that the villain
has been punished by heaven, and no one is trying to trigger the Moon Gu anymore..."

Yue Hang heard the beauty on his body lower her voice and knew that she had been too absurd last night and was exhausted. She hurriedly pulled
up the long skirt she had taken off the night before and covered her aunt tightly, stroking her long hair and saying, "Aunt, let bygones be bygones . From now on
, Hang'er will take care of you. You must be tired, so sleep for a while."

Yue Nu'er, after all, was a virgin and had suffered the pain of losing her virginity, so naturally her body was exhausted. Now, seeing that Yue Hang seemed
fine, she felt no more worries and soon fell into a deep sleep against the man's chest.

Yue Hang remained motionless, afraid of disturbing his aunt's sleep, until he heard her snoring, then gently
placed her on the jade bed. It was almost noon, and Yue Hang, fearing that Aunt Liu would worry if she didn't see him for a long time,
hurriedly left the stone chamber and headed towards his own room.

It was early spring, March, and the cobblestone path was covered with willow catkins. Each step sent wisps of fluff flying, a truly
beautiful sight. Yue Hang, having just stolen a beauty, was overjoyed and hummed a little tune as he walked briskly. He was only wearing his aunt
's moon-white robe, which was quite tight, so he had to loosen the buttons, exposing his chest. He looked rather disheveled
. Fortunately, no servants passed by, or they would have been terrified to see their young master in such a state .

"Strange," Yue Hang muttered to himself, "the servants are always up early sweeping and cleaning, but I haven't seen a single one today."
Suddenly, he heard a childish voice: "Oh, young master, I've finally found you! Madam wants you to go to the living room
to greet the guests. She's been urging you for ages, and I've been looking everywhere for you. Turns out you ran off to the back courtyard
!" Yue Hang quickly turned around and saw it was Ying'er, the maid who served him.

Ying'er walked up to Yue Hang and, seeing her young master dressed like this, quickly covered her mouth and laughed, "Oh, young
master, why are you dressed like this? Did you go...go and steal some kisses again?"

Yue Hang frowned, flicked her head with his finger, and scolded, "You damned little brat, which
eye saw me stealing kisses? You're just following those shameless maids, trying to smear your young master! I'll sell you
to a brothel!"

Ying'er laughed even harder, "What do you mean by smearing? There's no smoke without fire. With your outfit
, young master, anyone would say the same thing...why only sell me to a brothel?" Having served Yue Hang for many years,
she knew her master was soft-hearted and wasn't afraid of his harsh words; she seized on his sore spots and relentlessly mocked him.

Yue Hang, too lazy to argue with her, quickly ordered, "Go prepare some clothes for me, then get me
some bathwater. I'm going to take a bath first."

"Yes, young master, but please hurry, Madam says the guests are arriving soon." Ying'er agreed and ran
off. Yue Hang walked to the bathroom in a few steps, took off his tight robe and hung it aside, stretching his limbs to loosen his muscles
. He felt a soreness in his lower back, and a surge of desire welled up inside him. Last night, he probably ejaculated
more than he had in countless previous encounters combined. Fortunately, the virgin's yin energy was very nourishing, otherwise he would probably still be lying in bed unable to move
.

In a short while, Ying'er had filled a large tub with hot water and was holding a towel. She had been serving Yue Hang since childhood
, so she didn't feel embarrassed seeing his naked body. She just urged her master to hurry up and take a bath. Yue Hang lazily
pulled down his shorts, revealing a thick, erect penis stained with scattered bloodstains, looking utterly lewd. Ying'er
, though young, had witnessed many such things with her amorous master and knew it was a woman's virginity
. She couldn't help but glance mischievously at Yue Hang with her almond-shaped eyes, whispering teasingly, "Young Master said he wasn't going to steal a kiss,
but he hasn't even cleaned up the evidence properly…hehe…"

Yue Hang felt incredibly embarrassed and quickly jumped into the bathtub, washing himself thoroughly. Ying'er, quite charming,
gently wiped Yue Hang's back with a towel. Suddenly, she noticed several faint bloodstains on Yue Hang's collarbone, likely left by Yue Nu'er
during her passionate encounter. A pang of heartache shot through her, and her touch became even gentler.

Yue Hang, enjoying himself, rested his head on the edge of the wooden tub and asked the maid, "Do you know who the guests are
? Why do you insist I go with them?"

"I heard it's someone from the family the madam arranged for the young master's in-laws. Naturally, you, the person in charge, have to go,"
Ying'er said while wiping him. "The madam seems to value this matter very much. She's called all the servants to the front hall to decorate with colorful
ribbons and lanterns. It looks very grand!"

Aunt Liu had never mentioned an engagement, which surprised Yue Hang. He also felt a slight anticipation, wondering
which family's daughter he was betrothed to. Yue Hang quickly washed himself a few more times, then hurriedly got up, picked up
the clothes Ying'er handed him, dressed neatly, and headed towards the front hall.

Soon he arrived at the front hall, where he saw ribbons tangled, lanterns hanging everywhere, and rows of welcoming tables laden with fresh
fruits. Maids and servants bustled about, creating a festive atmosphere. Aunt Liu sat in the main seat, holding a girl's hand
, talking about something. Due to the angle, the girl's appearance couldn't be seen clearly. Yue Hang quickly straightened his clothes and went
over, bowing to Aunt Liu and saying, "Aunt, I'm late."

Seeing Yue Hang arrive, Aunt Liu quickly pulled him to sit beside her, smiling and saying, "Not late at all! I just
welcomed Miss Su in and you're back. It just shows you two are destined for each other; otherwise, who knows how
long you'd been out running around."

Chapter Five: A Beauty Like a Painting

Aunt Liu knew he had gone to the armory, yet she still fabricated charges against him, making Yue Hang feel extremely annoyed. He quickly turned
to the young lady and apologized, "Yue Hang had something to do today and returned late. I couldn't come to welcome you in time, please
forgive me."

The young lady slowly rose, nodded and smiled at Yue Hang, returning the greeting. This faint smile, however, captivated
Yue Hang. The young lady was petite, with a slender waist that could be encircled by a single hand, yet her breasts were remarkably full. Her smooth, oval
face was framed by a pair of hazy, alluring eyes, their gazes brimming with tender affection. Her delicate lips
parted slightly with each breath, forming a graceful curve.

Seeing Yue Hang staring intently at the girl, Aunt Liu thought to herself that this little lecher had no
self-control, and quickly stood up, laughing, "Oh, what are you all standing there for? This isn't the time for formalities yet. Ah, young people are so impatient
!" Her words were quite suggestive, and while Yue Hang didn't react, the girl blushed with embarrassment, tugging at Aunt Liu
's hem and protesting, "Senior Liu, how can you tease Ruhua like this?"

Aunt Liu took the girl's small hand, gently rubbing it in her palm, and said with a smile, "Alright, alright, I
misspoke. But a lovely girl like Ruhua, I couldn't wait to welcome her in..." "So, from now on,
don't call me 'senior,' just call me Auntie..." Yue Hang then learned the girl's name and secretly
praised her, "Ruhua, Ruhua, she truly deserves the title 'as beautiful as a poem'!"

Aunt Liu pulled the girl to sit at the round table and then called Yue Hang over, saying, "Hang'er, this is
the renowned leader of the Chaohua Sect in the martial arts world, Su Ruhua. Miss Su, she's already one of the 'Ten Heroes' at such a young age
, unlike you who's so old and still neither good at literature nor martial arts. You should learn more from Miss Su in the future
, understand?"

"Hang'er understands," Yue Hang replied, then turned to Su Ruhua and said, "I've long admired Miss Su's name..."
"To see your beautiful face today is truly an honor beyond measure." He had no idea what the Morning Flower Sect was, so he could only make something up.

Su Ruhua smiled faintly at him and said, "Young Master Yue, you're too kind. Ruhua is just an ordinary woman.
I've offered myself to you today. As long as you don't consider me inferior, I'll be content..."

Yue Hang was completely confused, unable to grasp the concept of "offering herself to you," and quickly turned to look
at Aunt Liu. Aunt Liu was pouring wine for the three of them, ignoring Yue Hang's questioning gaze. Having poured
the wine, she picked up a jade cup and handed it to Su Ruhua, smiling as she said, "Come, Ruhua, try
this Hongze wine that your aunt has specially prepared for you. This wine is a tribute from the imperial palace. If you hadn't come today, I really wouldn't have been willing
to open it."

Su Ruhua took the jade cup, brought it to her lips, and took a small sip, saying, "Thank you, Aunt Liu."

Aunt Liu then handed Yue Hang a wine cup, saying, "Hang'er, Miss Su will be staying at our house for a few days. Your aunt is busy with
Buddhist rituals and probably won't have much free time. You must take good care of her for me. There are many scenic spots in Zeyang City
. You can take her to visit them another day, so that you two young people can get to know each other better..."

Yue Hang agreed and quickly raised his cup to toast several more times. Born into a wealthy family and having frequented brothels and taverns
, he spoke wittily and humorously, often making the beautiful woman cover her mouth and giggle. The atmosphere at the banquet was quite harmonious. After several rounds of drinks,
Aunt Liu stood up and said, "We've had enough to drink today. Ruhua, you've come a long way and must be tired.
Why don't we stop here? I'll treat you to a proper welcome dinner another day." She then instructed Yue Hang, "Hang'er,
take Ruhua back to her room for me and let her rest."

Yue Hang responded and stood up, saying, "Miss Su, please follow me!" He then led the way. After walking
for a while, Yue Hang stopped in front of a guest room. He gently pushed open the door and turned to Su Ruhua, saying, "Miss, please
rest here. If you need anything, just call a servant or come directly to me."

Su Ruhua said, "Thank you, young master." She stepped into the room, and suddenly cried out, "Ouch!" and bent over
. Yue Hang thought she had tripped and rushed forward, grabbing her and exclaiming, "What's wrong? Are you alright, Miss
?" He pulled so tightly that Su Ruhua's entire body pressed against him. He felt her
breasts were large and elastic, as if made of water, the soft flesh inside sliding out when squeezed.
He lingered on this wonderful sensation, unable to loosen his grip, and in a daze, he even increased the pressure, as if he wanted to
knead that soft flesh into his own body.

Su Ruhua, held tightly, blushed instantly, raising her two soft, boneless hands to
push against Yue Hang's chest, turning her face away and saying softly, "Young master, I can't breathe, let me go." Yue Hang then
realized he had been too forceful, quickly releasing his grip and taking a step back, saying, "Ah, Miss Su, I'm sorry, I
was afraid you would fall, so I held you, but I used too much force and hurt you. I'm truly sorry, please forgive me
."

Su Ruhua broke free from Yue Hang's embrace, suddenly giggling, all traces of her previous shyness gone. "Just now
, she was just pretending to fall to test you. People outside say you're a womanizer...and it turns out it's true
..."

Yue Hang hurriedly waved his hands in protest, "No, I really didn't mean to..."

"Young master, there's no need to explain. Our relationship is quite special, and I don't care too much about these things. I just wanted to
see if the rumors were true or false. Don't take it to heart..." Su Ruhua finished speaking, quickly
shut the door behind her, and then fell silent.

Yue Hang stammered outside for a long time, unable to think of any words to excuse himself, and felt frustrated.
He cursed inwardly, "This girl is a seductive vixen; she made me lose my composure for no reason." He flicked his sleeves
and turned to walk into his room.

He hadn't gone far when Aunt Liu blocked his way, pointed her index finger at his head, and said in a reproachful tone, "
Look at your lustful face and appearance, you've probably been bewitched by that little vixen!"

Yue Hang found it amusing that his aunt even called Su Ruhua a vixen, but he didn't take her reproach to heart
. "Why didn't you tell me you arranged this marriage for me, Aunt? You could have given me some time to prepare!"

"What? Wouldn't it be better if I found a vixen to serve you? Someone to keep you in check would save you
from running around in those brothels all day." Yue Hang blushed and quickly changed the subject, saying, "I saw 'that person' in the armory last night
, and she actually said she was my aunt. Does Aunt know what's going on?"

"I don't know the details either, but since she's the one guarding the armory, she shouldn't be lying."
Aunt Liu frowned, pondered for a moment, and said, "She's your aunt? That's quite unexpected. By the way,
did she give you any family heirloom?"

Yue Hang said, "I was so engrossed in listening to her talk about my childhood that I forgot to ask her for a heirloom. I'll ask her about it next time I go to
the armory." He certainly didn't dare tell his aunt about their intimate encounter last night, so he could only pretend he forgot.

Aunt Liu said, "There's no need to press her. If she wants to give it to you, she will. Let things take their course
. Since she's your aunt, you should visit her more often. Maybe she'll teach you some martial arts.
You've had a long day; go back and rest!" Yue Hang responded and quickly left…

Liu Emei watched him disappear into the distance and sighed softly, "It seems this matter still needs Yingyue's intervention…"
***

*** *** ***

As the lanterns were lit, the large courtyard was very quiet. Occasionally, a gentle breeze would drift through the open window, making Yue Hang
shiver. He had been resting in bed for about an hour and had recovered his strength. Suddenly, he thought
of the beautiful aunt he had just stolen and couldn't help but regret his foolishness. He had left in a hurry at noon, only hastily grabbing a skirt
to cover his aunt. The night air was cold; he didn't want her to catch a cold. Yue Hang could no longer lie still. He hurriedly dressed
, grabbed the brocade quilt, and prepared to leave the room. Just as he stepped out the door, he remembered something and quickly called over Xiao Ying'er, who was dozing, instructing
her to prepare some food and wine. He was heartbroken if his dear aunt became too thin from hunger!

Yue Hang picked up the food box, carrying the quilt, and quickly passed through the passageway into the stone chamber. He tried to walk as quietly as possible
, afraid that his aunt might not have slept well. In a daze, he saw a beautiful figure standing beside the bookshelf directly in front of him, holding a book in both hands.
The boy was completely absorbed in watching her; it was none other than Yue Nu'er. Yue Hang, seized by a mischievous impulse, gently put down the food box and
quilt, and tiptoed behind Yue Nu'er. Just as he was about to cover her eyes, Yue Nu'er suddenly turned around,
her hand striking down with lightning speed. Yue Hang felt a gust of wind rush towards him, as if tearing his face apart. He
cried out in terror, "Auntie, it's me! It's me... Don't hit me!"

Yue Nu'er recognized his face, her mouth agape in shock. She quickly changed the direction of her strike, and with a loud crash
, a nearby stone bench was reduced to dust. Yue Hang, having narrowly escaped death, plopped down on the ground, panting heavily
. He thought to himself, "That was close! If that palm strike had landed on me, I'd be crushed to pieces." He now understood why the armory
wasn't particularly well-hidden or had any powerful traps. With a master like Yue Nu'er guarding it,
it was naturally foolproof; there was no need for such things. Yue Nu'er quickly helped him up, checking him over to make sure he
wasn't injured. Then, her face hardened, she scolded, "Hang'er, why are you acting so suspiciously? I thought a thief had come and almost
killed you."

Yue Hang, his face contorted with grief, said, "I just... I just wanted to give Auntie a surprise. Who knew Auntie would be so heartless
..." Suddenly, he pulled Yue Nu'er into a tight embrace, pecking her delicate nose, his eyes filled with
tender affection. Yue Nu'er, her face flushed, struggled to move, but the
slightest movement caused a sharp, knife-like pain in her lower body. She furrowed her brow, tears streaming down her face. Yue Hang, a man of many experiences, knew of his aunt's painful loss of virginity and
felt a pang of heartache. He gently lifted her chin and softly said, "Aunt, it's all my fault for causing you so much
pain."

His warm breath brushed against her face, and his tender words warmed Yue Nu'er's heart. She
had been alone in this secluded stone chamber for over a decade, never experiencing such gentle treatment. She felt enveloped in happiness
. Yue Nu'er's eyes sparkled, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, uttering sweetly, "To receive such treatment from Hang
, what does it matter if I suffer ten times more pain!"

Hearing her deep affection, Yue Hang was overjoyed. He pulled over a stone bench, sat down, and helped
Yue Nu'er onto his lap, showering her with tender care and affection. Suddenly, he noticed the book in his aunt's hands
and snatched it away. "Look what my dear aunt is reading, so engrossed!"

Yue Nu'er blushed instantly and hurriedly reached out to snatch it, but she was being held tightly and couldn't reach it.
She was so anxious she almost cried, shouting, "Don't look... oh... don't... look!"

Yue Hang ignored her and flipped through a few pages. Upon seeing the contents, he froze.
It was the same erotic book he had been reading the night before. Yue Hang laughed heartily, "So Auntie also loves
this! But Auntie doesn't know, these pictures are even more interesting when viewed together." He then
placed the erotic picture in front of Yue Nu'er, assuming he wanted to appreciate it with her.

Yue Nu'er was mortified. She had gone to tidy up the scattered books and had accidentally seen the erotic pictures in the book,
so engrossed that she hadn't noticed Yue Hang's arrival. At this moment, he misunderstood her, thinking she was peeking at erotic pictures.
She was furious and wanted nothing more than to snatch the book and smash it at the despicable man, but she couldn't bring
herself to do it. The page Yue Hang had handed her was utterly indecent. The picture depicted a naked man and woman intertwined, woman on top of man
, the woman sitting backwards, sucking on the man's clitoris, her private parts pressed tightly against his face. The man was engrossed in his lovemaking, seemingly
doing something else entirely. She couldn't bear such a lewd scene. She quickly turned her head away, closed her eyes, and pounded Yue Hang's chest with her small hands
, but she couldn't bring herself to use force; hitting the villain would only tickle him.

Looking at his aunt's lovely appearance, Yue Hang felt a surge of desire. He lowered his head and gently nibbled on her pink earlobe,
saying indistinctly, "Auntie, the poses in this painting are quite beautiful. Let's try them out
later!" Yue Nu'er was startled and straightened up, saying, "Hang'er, don't talk nonsense! We're aunt and nephew, you can't do anything wrong again
..." Yue Hang's heart ached at these words, and he quickly reached out to stop her, "I don't care, I just want you,
I want you every night... I don't care if you're my aunt or not."

Hearing his explicit words, Yue Nu'er softened, reaching out to touch his face shyly, saying, "Okay
, Hang'er, be good. At worst, Auntie will let you kiss and hug me as much as you want from now on, but you mustn't do that... evil thing...
"

Yue Hang wouldn't let her finish, and kissed her rosy lips. Yue Nu'er was caught off guard, only to
feel a hot tongue instantly break through her teeth, swirling around in her mouth. Yue Nu'er stretched out
her tender tongue, trying to resist, but the moment she touched it, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning
. She felt his tongue was slightly rough, sometimes teasing her vaginal walls, sometimes curling around her tongue, making her unable to resist savoring it carefully.

Yue Hang, having successfully ambush her, was overjoyed. His hand had already slid under Yue Nu'er's skirt, and without feeling any resistance, he touched a mound of
tender, smooth flesh. Yue Nu'er wasn't wearing any undergarments, just a simple gauze skirt. Yue Hang's
eyes suddenly reddened, and he extended his index finger, probing inside. He felt the vaginal walls were incredibly tight, the layers of folds slowly writhing, as if trying to
melt his intruding finger. Yue Hang was shocked. Last night, he had been consumed by lust by "Lover's Tears,"
only concerned with releasing his carnal desires, and hadn't properly savored the wonders of her vulva. Now, with just a brief examination, he realized that his aunt's vulva was extraordinary
.

The clam was spindle-shaped, with a fairly wide entrance and soft, creamy flesh. It narrowed and tightened further in
, with rings of alluring flesh piling up like a thousand thirsty little mouths. Yue Hang recalled
the playful Rui Xin from the previous night, whose hot flesh had scalded him and made a plan. Having frequented brothels, he often heard experienced madams discuss
"female treasures," and naturally recognized his aunt's exquisite possession as the legendary, one-in-a-million "Red Jade Spindle Clam."

Yue Hang couldn't help but laugh out loud, finally releasing his aunt's fragrant tongue and whispering in Yue Nu'er's ear, "Good
aunt, do you know? You actually have a peerless treasure down there—a Red Jade Spindle Clam!"

"What?...What clam?... " Yue Nu'er was still intoxicated by the kiss, and in her daze, she didn't understand what
it was. Yue Hang pressed his face against hers, which was flushed red as if it were on fire, and his mischievous fingers dug into it,
saying wickedly, "Here it is, the one-in-a-million Crimson Jade Clam!"

Yue Nu'er felt that hateful finger touching her itchy flesh, making her unbearably itchy. She tilted her head back...
She let out a moan, "Ah..." If she hadn't heard it with her own ears, she wouldn't have believed that such a lewd sound had
come from her own mouth. Yue Nu'er felt like she was about to die, and hurriedly grabbed that hateful hand and pulled it
away, weakly saying, "I'm dying, I'm dying, Hang'er, stop it, Auntie can't take it anymore!"

Yue Hang put the finger he had just enjoyed gently to his lips and sucked on it, teasingly saying, "Auntie, your things
are really sweet and delicious!" Yue Nu'er couldn't bear such explicit words; her body convulsed, and
a few strands of silk flowed down her cheeks.

Chapter Six: Moon Dance Over the City

Yue Hang felt a chill on his thigh, knowing that his beautiful aunt had just released a small amount of fluid. He secretly thought things were looking good, and quickly picked up her
trembling body, placing her on the jade bed. Then he climbed onto the bed himself, pressing down on her. "Aunt,
Hang'er really wants to see what that red jade toad looks like. Please have pity on Hang'er and let me fulfill this
wish." Without waiting for her reply, he lifted her gauze skirt up to her snow-white belly.

Yue Nu'er felt a chill in her waist and abdomen as her pink buttocks were exposed to Yue Hang's burning gaze.
Embarrassed and anxious, her body twisted, but the afterglow of her orgasm still gave her the strength to evade. She whimpered and moaned,
"No, Hang'er, no...you can't do this...I'm your...your aunt."

Yue Hang ignored her. He saw the two labia of her vulva wriggling, milky white fluid flowing from within.
The fine hairs were wet with the nectar, obediently lying on either side of her peach-like vulva, the fingertip-sized clitoris trembling
adorably. Yue Hang bent down, lifted his aunt's two beautiful legs with his hands, and brought them close to her slightly swollen mons pubis.
He gently touched the clitoris a few times with his tongue, and Yue Nu'er trembled as if electrocuted, letting out a series of seductive
moans.

Yue Hang's tongue lightly traced the already parted lips, slowly slipping into the crevice of her red flesh. A soft, tingling sensation washed over him again,
but the deeper he went, the harder it became to penetrate. The tightening of the vaginal walls caused his tongue to curl up, even causing a slight pain
. He dared not linger, so he withdrew his tongue slightly, carefully scraping and licking the folds of the vaginal walls. Yue Nu'er was completely captivated
. Seeing the little devil sucking and licking her genitals, she knew he must adore that place. A pang of jealousy rose within her. With a sudden
burst of strength, she flipped Yue Hang over, pinning him beneath her, and planted several hard kisses on his face
, saying sourly, "Is it really that good? You like it that much?"

Yue Hang chuckled playfully, teasing her as he moved his tongue towards her. "Of course it's wonderful! They say only immortals are born to enjoy it,
but I've stumbled upon it. Aunt, you know, you're a treasure bestowed upon me by heaven. If you insist on not letting me
play with it, wouldn't that kill me?"

"A treasure!" Yue Nu'er felt a warmth in her heart. "You can play with it, but you mustn't tire
of your aunt in the future. If that happens, I'd rather seal that 'treasure' away forever to avoid future
regrets."

"Aunt will always be my treasure, how could Hang'er tire of it!" Yue Hang was overjoyed to hear her promise. He embraced
her and kissed her, his hands roaming freely. In no time, the two were completely naked. Yue Hang sat up
, cupped her alabaster-like body, and his fiery lips went straight for her erect, pointed breasts. Yue
Nu'er, still basking in the afterglow, was incredibly sensitive. Even the slightest teasing was enough to overwhelm her. Her head tilted back, and she whimpered,
"Ah!...Hang'er...hurry...hurry...give...Auntie...Auntie...I'm so uncomfortable..."

Hearing her cries, Yue Hang felt a surge of heat throughout his body. He laid Yue Nu'er down on the jade bed, grabbed her two plump
, soft ankles, and placed them on his shoulders. He spread her knees, revealing her two beautiful, white legs, and thrust his hips forward
, his jade stem penetrating to the very root of her vagina. Yue Hang felt a rush of sensations—warm, hot, tingling, numb—as if a multitude of feelings were rushing in. The
deepest, most alluring flesh contracted and expanded rhythmically, the tip of his penis even deforming the fleshy mushroom
. Suddenly, he felt a small, tender, fish-like tooth emerge from within, its pointed mouth immediately probing into his glans and
sucking.

The tender thing was incredibly hot, burning the flesh with a pain that was also incredibly pleasurable. Only then did Yue Hang understand
why this thing was called "Red Jade"—it was like a ball of fire. Even though he had explored countless erotic gardens, he had never experienced such intense stimulation
. Waves of pleasure rapidly gathered at the head of his penis, as if about to explode. How could he give up so easily? He quickly withdrew his penis, retreated to the
opening of the vulva to rest briefly, and then thrust in again. This time, he dared not linger on that fiery core,
withdrawing after only a short distance, only occasionally plunging in for a moment of intense pleasure.

Yue Hang thrust in and out hundreds of times in an instant, driving Yue Nu'er to the brink of lust. Yue Nu'er felt that the hateful thing
always only touched the core briefly, then quickly withdrew before they could entwine with it. Annoyed, she moaned plaintively
, "Oh, ah... Hang'er... go deeper... harder, Auntie... it's so itchy inside
!"

Her cries were so seductive and alluring that they sent a shiver down Yue Hang's spine, and his penis, the size of a pigeon's egg,
swelled even more. Yue Hang thrust hard a few times, teasingly saying, "What's the rush, Auntie? The night is long,
I'll naturally play with you properly." He gradually adapted to the astonishing heat of her tender bud, and his penis frequently probed, sometimes bumping against it until
it twisted and turned, sometimes rubbing against it as if it were about to crumble into pulp. The beautiful Yue Nu'er was almost in a state of blissful ecstasy,
her hips thrusting rhythmically to meet Yue Hang's thrusts. Her head was arched back to its limit as she moaned, "Oh...that's it...oh...
so beautiful...I'm flying..."

Yue Hang's size far exceeded that of an ordinary person, and his stamina was also excellent. He almost always reached the core of her flower. This frenzy had lasted for nearly an
hour. If Yue Nu'er hadn't possessed her treasured weapon and practiced martial arts, she probably would have already collapsed unconscious. This
was truly a perfect match, a battle of wits and pleasure.

Yue Nu'er felt her vagina growing increasingly numb, her sensitive core numb from the touch of the giant tortoise, as if it no longer
belonged to her, as if it might melt away at any moment. Suddenly, she felt the massive object pressing down on her, and she had nowhere
to hide, instantly captured. Yue Nu'er was utterly terrified, her body unable to resist the tingling sensation any longer, and
a sudden spasm ensued...

Her flower bud swelled slightly before contracting sharply, her small mouth trembling as it opened and closed, nectar pouring
out like a flood, soaking her vulva. Yue Hang, warmed by that scorching torrent, felt his long-accumulated pleasure surge to its
peak, disregarding the pain of the person beneath him, pressing Yue Nu'er's body against him, her hands tightly gripping her slender waist.
Before she could even flinch, his glans opened, and streams of hot, thick semen shot out.

After the passion subsided, Yue Hang gently stroked his aunt's smooth back, nibbling on her delicate earlobe, a tender affection
welling up within him. The beauty in his arms had a gentle expression, her delicate skin tinged with an eerie, rosy hue; his fingertips lightly traced lines
that left breathtaking white marks. Those long, slender, watery eyes were fixed on the red mole on her chest,
lost in thought. Her long eyelashes fluttered, making Yue Hang feel a pang of heartache. He quickly tightened his grip on her,
saying, "Auntie, you're such a troublemaker! I almost died from pleasure on you just now."

Yue Nu'er frowned, pouting and acting coquettishly, "Hmph, you think I'm a troublemaker? See if you touch me again
..."

Yue Hang quickly begged for mercy, "Wouldn't that make me wish I were dead? Auntie, you can't treat your nephew like that...
"

"It would be better if you died, so... so you wouldn't come and humiliate me again." Yue Nu'er lightly punched Yue Hang's chest, extending her
bright red tongue to lightly brush the red mole, as if it were something delicious. Suddenly, she closed her teeth and bit the pearl
-like red mole, twisting and turning it wildly. Yue Hang couldn't describe the feeling either. Looking at her deeply focused expression , he thought to
himself, "Of all the parts my aunt likes, why does she have to like a mole?"

Yue Nu'er played with herself for a while, but then felt tired. She opened her mouth and used her tongue to sweep along Yue Hang's chest to
his neck, finally stopping at his ear. She breathlessly murmured, "Good Hang'er, you've had your fill today, so hurry up and come out
. It's getting so bloated inside me!" With that, her soft tongue wrapped around Yue Hang's earlobe and
began to suckle gently.

Yue Hang knew she was tired, and besides, the beauty was so obedient and pleasing; he shouldn't refuse. He propped himself up and slowly withdrew
his penis. Just as his penis retreated to the opening, thick white fluid overflowed from the lush flesh,
flowing slowly down her inner thighs along the soft hair, looking exceptionally erotic. Seeing such an unsightly scene witnessed by her nephew
, Yue Nu'er was so ashamed that she turned her face away, not daring to look at Yue Hang again.

Seeing her shy expression, Yue Hang couldn't help but tease, "Ah! How come it's so little? I remember giving
so much, where did it all go?... Ah! Aunt, did you embezzle it?... No,
no, I have to find it, it's all the essence of flesh and blood..." He then playfully parted her labia and
inserted two fingers into her vagina, probing and digging.

Yue Nu'er was already extremely ashamed, and seeing him do this to her, she hated him to the core. However, she was too weak
to resist and tears streamed down her face. Yue Hang quickly withdrew his wicked hand, his face contorted with lewdness as he comforted her, "Aunt,
don't cry, I was just teasing you." Yue Nu'er didn't believe him, and with a soft snort, turned her face away.

Yue Hang, experienced in the ways of the world, quickly devised a plan. He casually removed
the gauze skirt still hanging at Yue Nu'er's ankles and parted her fair legs. Yue Nu'er, thinking he was about to commit another evil act, pleaded pitifully, "Good Hang'er
, your body can't take it anymore. Please have pity on your aunt. I'll make it up to you another day, okay?"

Yue Hang ignored her, carefully wiping the stains from her lower body with the gauze skirt. After cleaning every inch, he
folded the skirt and dried her body. Yue Nu'er watched his gentle actions, feeling as if she were
enveloped in honey. She quickly grabbed his busy hand and said softly, "Good Hang'er, I misunderstood you earlier. But how could I let
a grown man like you do these things for me?"

Seeing that his gentle methods were effective, Yue Hang was overjoyed. He reached out his free hand and gave his plump breasts a good squeeze
, saying with a fawning smile, "Serving elders is a virtue, isn't it, good auntie!..."

Yue Nu'er gasped, pushed his hand away, and suddenly noticed the gauze skirt he was clutching. She exclaimed, "Oh no,
you've ruined my only clothes! What am I supposed to wear now?!"

Yue Hang was slightly taken aback. "You don't only have one set of clothes, do you?!"

"No one has been here for five years," Yue Nu'er said sadly. "This skirt is from several years ago!"
Yue

Hang suddenly realized that she had lived in this sealed stone chamber for many years. Where would she find new clothes? Thinking of the beauty's
suffering, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. He quickly threw off his gauze skirt, hugged Yue Nu'er back into his arms, and said close to her face,
"Aunt, you've really suffered these years. Why don't you move out and live with me? You're not going to
get sick from being cooped up in this armory..."

"I appreciate your thoughtfulness, but I've gotten used to living here for so many years.
I really don't know what I would do if I went out. I think it's better if you come to visit me often. That will be enough for me
." Yue Nu'er didn't care too much about not having clothes to wear. There was no one in this stone chamber. At worst, that demon would just
see her naked. But after the passion, without clothes to cover her body, she felt quite uncomfortable. She snuggled closer to Yue
Hang's chest, "Hang'er, hold me tighter, it's a bit cold!"

Yue Hang slapped the back of his head; he had brought a blanket with him, but had forgotten in his passion. He quickly
got up and said, "Auntie, wait here, Hang'er will go get the things."

A moment later, Yue Hang returned to the jade bed with a brocade blanket and food box, hurriedly embracing the beautiful woman and wrapping them
both in the blanket. Yue Hang opened the food box and took out various pastries, wine cups, and wine pots, arranging them all on the jade bed
. He poured a cup of wine and handed it to Yue Nu'er, "Auntie, have a cup of wine to warm yourself up!"

The wine in the cup was a slightly reddish amber color, and with a slight ripple, it emitted an intoxicating aroma—it was none other than the imperial
premium wine, Red Ze Wine. Yue Nu'er took the cup and sniffed it, asking curiously, "This...this is
wine?" She had been isolated from the world since childhood and had never seen wine before.

Yue Hang almost burst out laughing. He hadn't expected such a mature and charming person to not even know what wine was... "Of course
it's wine! It's delicious, you should try some!"

Yue Nu'er picked up the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp. She found it sweet and refreshing, and quickly grabbed the wine pot and drank several cups in quick succession . However
, she drank too fast and started coughing. Yue Hang thought to himself that she didn't know her own
strength, so he snatched the wine pot back and gently patted her back to help her catch her breath. Yue Nu'er coughed for a while before she recovered, but she felt dizzy and unresponsive. She murmured a few times and then
collapsed into Yue Hang's arms, unconscious.

Yue Hang was filled with regret. He had wanted to linger a little longer, but the beauty had suddenly become drunk. He gently stroked her
eyebrows, thinking dreamily, "My aunt's appearance is indeed somewhat similar to mine." Suddenly, he noticed a smile playing on her lips.
A glistening drop of saliva, so adorable it was almost irresistible, and he couldn't help but gently wipe it away with the tip of his tongue, eliciting a few unconscious
murmurs from the beautiful woman! ...

It was nearly midnight, and the bright moonlight shone through the colorful tiles, casting a five-colored glow. The jade bed, bathed in moonlight,
magically began to mist, wisps of mist like white silk ribbons slowly wriggling, eventually intertwining
and becoming indistinguishable. The yellowish moonlight shining through the mist made it even more magnificent, and Yue Hang, standing amidst it, couldn't help but marvel
, thinking he had witnessed a fairyland.

The mist slowly rose, eventually reaching the colorful tiles on the roof. Strangely enough, once the mist touched the tiles, it stopped
moving, just floating there, as if bound by something. After a while,
the mist beneath the tiles had gathered quite thickly, appearing from afar like a smooth, round mirror.

As dusk deepened, colors slowly began to appear on the originally pure white misty mirror, gradually
coalescing and finally transforming into three human figures: red, white, and black. These three figures, initially only having heads, hands, and limbs,
developed facial features after a moment, becoming three exquisitely beautiful women. These three beauties looked exactly alike, with delicate, wispy eyebrows
, willow-like figures, draped in palace gauze, and wielding long swords, they began to dance with swords within the misty mirror.

Yue Hang was utterly astonished, rubbing his eyes and thinking, "Could it be that I'm hallucinating from excessive indulgence?" Opening
his eyes again to look closely, he saw that the three beauties were still dancing, and their figures were becoming increasingly clear; even the fair wrists peeking out from their sleeves were
clearly visible. Only then did Yue Hang realize it wasn't a hallucination. Looking closely, one could see three beautiful women dancing gracefully, their bodies seemingly
boneless, completely lacking the imposing
aura of Gongsun Jianwu's dance, which was described as "coming like thunderbolts and ending like the calm light of the sea." Their movements, whether sweeping, thrusting, or stabbing, revealed only feminine charm.

The three were initially dancing in a hushed, rhythmic exchange, when suddenly the white-veiled dancer magnified several times, instantly filling
the entire mirror. At this moment, the white-veiled dancer's dance was different from before. Her sword thrust was like a silver dragon appearing in the world,
its intent cold and fierce, threatening to devour everything before it. Yue Hang couldn't help but recall that his aunt's palm strikes were similar. Suddenly,
a thought popped into his mind: "Could this dancer be practicing swordsmanship?"

Yue Hang gently laid his sleeping aunt on the jade bed, covered her with a brocade quilt, and got up to carefully observe the sword dance .
Suddenly, a cluster of cold white light shone from the white-veiled dancer's dantian. As the dancer changed her sword stance, the light moved to her dantian, then
through her qi gate, tianyou, fengchi, and the acupoints on her neck and arms, finally condensing on the long sword in her hand. Yue Hang seemed
mesmerized by the light; his internal energy unconsciously followed the trajectory of the white light, and his hands and feet moved
incessantly, mimicking the dancer's movements.

After the white-veiled dancer finished her sword routine, the misty mirror switched to the image of the dancer in black gauze. Her swordsmanship
was completely different from that of the white-veiled dancer. The light emanating from her body turned black, passing through her dantian, Shenque, Qimen, Tianding, and
Jiquan acupoints before condensing on her longsword. When she swirled and thrust, it was as if a colorful butterfly was dancing, graceful and free, completely devoid of
any killing intent.

Then she switched to the red-veiled dancer. Her swordsmanship was the most bizarre; she concealed her longsword in her sleeve, and no one could see how she
moved. Red light emanated from her dantian, passing through Zhongji, Fengmen, Weidao, and Jimai, gathering in her legs.
With erratic footwork, she instantly traversed from one side of the misty mirror to the other, incredibly fast.

Chapter Seven: Wealth Like Clouds

Yue Hang followed the three images and danced several times, becoming basically familiar with the moves. Although he had a foundation in internal energy,
he had never used it for such a long time before, and he felt somewhat strained. Gradually, he couldn't keep up with the dancers' swordsmanship in the misty mirror
, so he had to stop, plopping down heavily on the jade bed, panting heavily.

It was nearly dawn, and the moonlight gradually faded. The mist on the rooftops seemed to break free of its restraints,
drifting away like silken threads. After a while, the mist finally dissipated. Seeing the wondrous sight vanish, Yue Hang lost interest
, grabbed the wine jug from the bed, gulped down a mouthful of wine, and crawled into bed. He had exhausted himself, and fatigue set in; soon
he fell fast asleep.

...

After sleeping for about an hour, Yue Hang woke up. Looking at the transparent colored tiles of the roof, he saw that it was already
bright outside. He had promised Aunt Liu yesterday to accompany Su Ruhua to visit Zeyang City, so he dared not stay in bed any longer. Seeing that
Yue Nu'er was still dreaming beside him, Yue Hang didn't want to disturb her. He tiptoed out of bed, lifting a corner of the brocade quilt. After getting dressed
, he leaned down and kissed Yue Nu'er's forehead before heading out of the stone chamber.

As dawn broke and the sun began to shine, a gentle breeze carried the fresh scent of flowers mingled with the delicate aroma of earth
. Yue Hang felt completely refreshed, his internal energy surging more vigorously than ever before, clearly showing improvement. Recalling
the strange scene from the previous night, he wondered, "Could that wild swordplay be some kind of profound skill? How could
my internal strength have increased so much in just one night?"

He pondered for a long time without finding a solution, when suddenly an idea struck him: "Why not try out
the moves and see how powerful they really are!"

He assumed the starting stance of a red-veiled dancer and, just like the night before, circulated his internal energy. His legs warmed slightly, and his footwork began
. He felt his body dart forward in a flash, and when his feet touched the ground again, he was already ten zhang away. Yue Hang
was astonished; he hadn't expected this footwork to be so miraculous, seemingly even faster than Aunt Liu's lightness technique.
He quickly gathered his energy and tried again. This time, he lost his bearings and crashed into a tree as thick as a bowl by the roadside, causing
Yue Hang to wince in pain.

He lightly wiped his forehead and found blood; Yue Hang cursed his bad luck. Having learned his lesson, he dared not test
his moves again. He forcefully focused his mind, circulated his inner energy, and used his wondrous footwork. After a few uses, he could use it with ease, instantly
leaping over walls and houses to return to his own house. He secretly rejoiced: "With this technique,
I won't have to climb walls to steal from any young lady anymore. Just a 'whoosh,' and the beauty will be in my arms… How wonderful! How wonderful!"

Pushing open the door, he found Xiao Ying'er fast asleep on the round table, a basin of water beside her.
She must have come to serve him last night, but finding his young master absent, she had fallen asleep while waiting at the table. Yue Hang felt a
pang of heartache, gently lifted her by the waist, and carefully placed her on his bed, covering her with the blanket. Seeing the little girl curled up like a cat
, Yue Hang felt a warm and peaceful feeling in his heart.

He had expended a lot of energy last night and was now feeling hungry. After washing himself with the water in the basin, he prepared
to go to the front hall for his meal. Just then, a knock came at the door: "Young Master Yue, are you up?"

Upon opening the door, Yue Hang was quite surprised to see Su Ruhua. "Miss Su, you're up so early! Why didn't you
rest a little longer?"

"Hehe, Ruhua was too hasty. I'm so sorry to disturb your rest, young master." She peeked into the room
and saw Ying'er on the couch. Turning to Yue Hang, she teased, "Oh! She...she's still not up! She must have been
exhausted last night..."

Yue Hang quickly waved his hands in protest, "No, Miss Su, you misunderstand!"

He couldn't think of a reason for a moment, and just stood there stammering, feeling incredibly embarrassed. He wanted to strangle himself
.

Su Ruhua, not wanting him to be too awkward, reached out and pulled him out of the room, then turned and closed the door. "Let her rest well
. Let's go out and play." Yue Hang smiled helplessly and followed her out.

Zeyang City was located on the north bank of the Yellow River, situated on a plain, rich in resources. The Grand Canal ran north to the capital and
south through Jingzhou and Yangzhou, reaching Wenchuan, making it a crucial national hub.

The city was bustling with activity today, the market teeming with people – a golden opportunity for merchants to make a fortune.
Stalls stretched along the long street, shelves overflowing with a dazzling array of goods. Vendors, each spitting out praise, exaggerated
the merits of their wares, their calls punctuated by occasional curses – who knows
whose tigress had unleashed her fury!

Su Ruhua entered the market, brimming with excitement. She stood on tiptoe, looking around excitedly, sometimes picking up hairpins to compare with her own
head, sometimes fiddling with a rag doll for a long time, making Yue Hang secretly chuckle. Who would have thought that
this beauty, so docile as a rabbit in front of her aunt, would be so mischievous outside?

Suddenly, Su Ruhua stopped in front of a clothing shop and went straight inside. She strolled around like a flower in bloom, occasionally picking up
an item to try on, seemingly quite fond of the styles. Yue Hang recognized the shop as
Rongdefang, a renowned establishment in Zeyang City. The clothes made there were impeccably tailored and stylish; most of the city's nobles ordered their seasonal garments
from there, including the snow lotus brocade robe he was currently wearing.

Su Ruhua held up a lotus-colored dress to herself, then ran to Yue Hang and turned around. "Young Master Yue, do you
think this suits me?" Yue Hang, of course, understood her meaning and clapped his hands in praise, "It truly looks like it was made for you, Miss.
If you like it, please wear it; I'll naturally cover the cost."

Su Ruhua's eyes crinkled with delight, but then she lowered her head shyly, "But I like all of these clothes
; it's so hard to choose."

Yue Hang inwardly broke out in a cold sweat and quickly called over the shopkeeper, instructing him to keep the lotus-colored dress for Su Ruhua to change into, and
to pack up the rest and deliver them to Su Ruhua's residence at the Yue residence. Thinking that Yue Nu'er had no clothes to change into, she quietly called the shopkeeper over,
gave him the approximate measurements, and asked him to make a few outfits and send them to her room.

Su Ruhua took the lotus-root-colored dress to the inner room to change, and slowly came out. The dress fit
her perfectly; the upper body was slightly tight, cleverly outlining her proud curves. A budding
lotus was embroidered in light-colored silk thread at the chest, highlighting the girl's delicate beauty without being overpowering, making her naturally flushed face even more charming
. The cuffs were slightly open and turned outwards, adorned with several tiny silver beads, which shone with a soft
luster in the sunlight, quite eye-catching. The long skirt had a few subtle pleats, simple yet exuding a touch of nobility.
With each light step, a pair of pink embroidered shoes peeked out from under the skirt, occasionally revealing glimpses of her pink ankles, barely covered by stockings,
sparking endless fantasies.

Even Yue Hang, who was used to seeing beautiful women, couldn't help but stare, let alone the others in the shop. For a moment,
the men were all drooling, and the women covered their faces in shame, unable to look directly at him—a truly spectacular scene. Su Ruhua, however, seemed
oblivious, linking her arm with Yue Hang's and walking out.

The two walked shoulder to shoulder through the crowd, their demeanor quite intimate, attracting many pointing fingers and sighs from passersby
who lamented the decline of morality. Yue Hang felt as if he were being pricked by needles, trying to pull his arm away, but the beauty wouldn't cooperate
, instead holding him even tighter in a defiant manner, her soft breasts rubbing against his side, sending shivers down his
spine.

After walking a few more steps, Su Ruhua stopped and pointed to a tall building in front of them, saying, "Young Master Yue,
look how beautifully decorated this building is. Why don't we go in, rest a bit, and have something to eat?"

Yue Hang, enjoying the tenderness, reluctantly glanced up and nearly jumped out of his skin. A
bright red plaque hung high above the building, bearing the words "Cuiyun Tower." He knew this place intimately;
eight out of ten courtesans there were her lovers. Normally, Yue Hang would gladly go up there for pleasure, but with his beauty beside him, how
could he reveal his secret?

Yue Hang scratched his head awkwardly. "Miss, you don't know, this place is filthy. It's better not to go. If
you want something to eat, there's a place called 'Shang Qing Tian' up ahead. Their Dongtian Milk Wine is famous in Zeyang. Why don't I take you to try it
?"

"Hmph! I'm not going anywhere else, I only want to go to this Cuiyun Tower. Why can you go and be with beautiful women while I can't
?" Su Ruhua pouted, whether genuinely angry or just pretending, it was hard to tell. Yue Hang was extremely annoyed.
What could he say when the beauty was acting like this? He could only follow her upstairs.

The Yue family was powerful and influential in Zeyang; everyone gave their young master Yue some face, so he had many connections in this tower
. Upon seeing him, several playboys waved and greeted him, making Yue Hang too embarrassed to look at Su Ruhua again. When
the group of playboys saw the beautiful woman beside Yue Hang, they were speechless, their mouths agape, drool
dripping down to their feet without them even realizing it.

One of the oblivious playboys approached Yue Hang with a lewd grin and said, "Brother Yue, is that beauty beside you
a newly trained courtesan in this brothel? Would you be willing to transfer her to me? I'll certainly offer a generous price."

Yue Hang wanted to slap him, but since this man was usually on good terms with him, he couldn't bring himself to do it. He simply
replied coldly, "Young Master Yu, don't tease me. This is my betrothed." The playboys exclaimed in unison, "
Look, look! That's the real Young Master Yue! He even brings his fiancée to a brothel for pleasure. No wonder he's
the top courtesan in Zeyang City!"

Yue Hang, blushing, pulled Su Ruhua to a seat by the window and called the madam to order wine and dishes.
The madam was furious: "Who brings concubines to a brothel, especially such beautiful ones? This is ruining her
business!" But she couldn't afford to offend this young master, so she had no choice but to obey.

Seeing his utter embarrassment, Su Ruhua chuckled, "I thought you just had a few lovers in the brothel, but I never
imagined you were a top scholar in flower appreciation! I really underestimated you."

"How come you seem to know so much about me, while I know nothing about you? You can only use
your weaknesses to mock me, and I have no power to fight back. It's so unfair!" Yue Hang complained to himself.

Seeing that he seemed angry, Su Ruhua took his hand and gently shook it, smiling charmingly, "I just
had someone investigate your hobbies and interests, so that if I marry into your family... so... so I can
please you!" As she said the last few words, she lowered her head shyly, busy fiddling with
Yue Hang's fingers under the table.

Yue Hang's heart fluttered, and he tightened his grip on her small hand. "What's with all this talk about flattery? If we're truly destined
to be husband and wife, we'll naturally live in harmony. How could I possibly wrong you?" He truly meant what he said. Ever since he
met this clever and ever-changing vixen, he had taken a liking to her. Otherwise, why would he care so much about her opinion of him?

"I still have to flatter them," Su Ruhua said sadly. "Some people are born nobler than others. They live in luxury
, surrounded by servants, and naturally don't have to worry about making a living. They can just enjoy life to the fullest. But some people, in order to
survive, have to abandon their dignity, and even... even sell themselves for money!"

Su Ruhua gently wiped away her tears and continued, "My Hua Sect is a famous family in the world. It's all my fault for being
young and not knowing how to manage a business. There are no elders in the sect to take care of us, and we are very short of money. I really had no choice but to...
go to your house... to recommend myself." Yue Hang had thought that it was his dashing and handsome appearance that attracted this beautiful woman, but who
knew that she was only after his family's money? He felt inexplicably dejected.

Seeing his state, Su Ruhua quickly comforted him gently, "Actually...actually, you're quite a good match. Your handsome appearance goes
without saying, and you're very gentle and considerate. Otherwise, I would have easily found someone else. Why put myself through this? You agree,
right?"

Yue Hang felt much better and gave her a grateful look. Su Ruhua covered her mouth and laughed at him, "You're still a man
, yet you need someone to coax you. Aren't you ashamed?" After laughing and joking for a while, the food and wine arrived. The two had been strolling around for most of the day
and hadn't eaten breakfast, so they quickly ate something to nourish themselves.

If there's one place in the world most accommodating, it's the brothel. As long as you can afford the night, whether you're
a monk or a beggar, you can gather here. Today, business at Cuiyun Tower was booming; the private rooms on the second floor were all
full, and the girls were busy welcoming and seeing off guests. The patrons, each with a beautiful woman in their arms, caressed
and fondled her, eliciting soft moans and gasps.

Only a young man in white, sitting in the corner, seemed out of place. He didn't solicit any women; he simply
sat quietly, one hand holding a wine cup, slowly sipping, the other fanning himself with a folding fan. The fan bore
the four gilded characters "Wealth and Prosperity Like Clouds," strikingly prominent. His dark, jade-like eyes were fixed on Su Ruhua's
beautiful back,

his greedy expression undisguised. Yue Hang, seated directly opposite the young man, saw everything. He already
considered Su Ruhua his consort and couldn't tolerate such disrespect. He rose to reprimand the young man, but Su Ruhua
pulled him back and pressed him back down.

She gently stroked his hand and whispered, "Don't provoke him. This man is quite dangerous; be careful he doesn't hurt
you." Her words were like adding fuel to the fire. Although Yue Hang was gentle and mild-mannered, he was unwilling
to lose his dignity in front of a woman. He abruptly broke free from her hand and strode over.

Su Ruhua was surprised that he would act so impulsively for her sake, and her heart felt as sweet as honey. However, worried about his safety
, she got up and followed him.

Chapter Eight: The Immortal Princess

"That scoundrel dares to set his sights on your Grandpa Yue's woman! I'll slap his mouth shut!" Yue Hang thought
bitterly. He was now very close to the white-robed young man, and saw that this man had a fair face and red lips, and was indescribably
handsome. Yue Hang was quite proud of his appearance, but seeing him today had stirred up jealousy in him, and his hatred intensified
.

Just as he was about to slam his fist on the table, a loud cry of "Ouch!" rang out, and a tall, imposing Taoist priest
leaped from his chair, his large, iron-like hand gripping his arm. "Who is this? Can't you see where you're going? You've
broken my bones! You'll have to pay for my medicine!"

This Taoist wore a Nine-Cloud Wind Crown and a True Martial Demon-Binding Robe, with a kind face and flowing beard, truly possessing an
air of otherworldly elegance. However, several lipstick marks were

still visible on his face, making him look rather comical. With this sudden movement, Su Ruhua caught up and stepped between Yue Hang and the white-robed young man.
"Young Master Yue, I am extremely grateful that you stood up for me, but this man is a top-tier martial artist. Even
my aunt might not be his match. Please don't act rashly!"

Yue Hang's heart skipped a beat; he hadn't expected this seemingly weaker-looking fellow to possess such terrifying strength.
Secretly relieved that he hadn't gone over there, he knew he would have been utterly humiliated if he had been knocked to the ground in front of everyone.

The white-robed young man tilted his head back and downed his drink, then snapped his folding fan shut. He slowly rose and walked to
Su Ruhua. "We really are destined to meet. What? You little slut, you're at it again? It's one thing to be a womanizer
, but to actually dream of marrying into a wealthy family! How laughable! How laughable! Hahaha..."

Su Ruhua ignored him, only pulling Yue Hang's arm to lead him away. Yue Hang, however, heard clearly and couldn't help but become
suspicious: "Could they know each other?" Suddenly, he saw that hateful handsome face again, and his heart inexplicably clenched
. He thought to himself, "Could it be an old flame?"

"Why did you run away as soon as you saw me? What a pity, I had so many sweet nothings to say." The white-robed young man
said and laughed, seemingly quite pleased with himself. Seeing such a despicable face, Yue Hang could no longer tolerate it.
He grabbed a wine jug from the nearby table and threw it, pointing and cursing, "You villain, don't be so arrogant! If you mess with me, I'll make sure you
crawl out of Zeyang City!"

Without the white-robed young man making a move, the wine jug landed steadily in his hand. "Young Master Yue,
there's no need to get angry. We're both in the same boat, why fight over a lowly woman?" He rolled his eyes
and continued, "How about we make a deal? Sooner or later, this slut will be beneath me, and then..."
"If you're still alive, go see how I made her writhe in ecstasy, moaning and groaning! Hahaha…
..."

Yue Hang roared, his face contorted with rage, struggling to lunge forward. But the Taoist's large hand gripping his arm was incredibly strong
, and no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't budge it an inch. Yue Hang tilted his head to look, and saw that the hand was long and delicate, with
prominent veins on the back, looking quite terrifying. The lines on the palm were like knife cuts, even scratching him slightly through his clothes.

"You little brat, what are you looking at? Hurry up and pay me for your medicine, or I won't let you go!
Don't think that just because I'm old I'm easy to bully! Hmph, young people these days really have no manners at all." The
Taoist had a kind face, but his words were so vulgar.

The young man in white sneered a few times: "Qin, you don't need to hold him back. I won't bother with a weakling
like him. Just don't forget your promise. I have other matters to attend to today, so I'll take my leave now." With that,
he darted to the windowsill, flipped over, and disappeared without a trace.

This was the first time Yue Hang had ever been so humiliated.
He thought to himself, "It's all my fault for being so bad at martial arts. If I had practiced harder earlier, I wouldn't be in this situation." The Taoist priest still wouldn't let go, and Yue Hang was furious but
helpless. Reluctantly, he took out a silver ingot from his pocket and handed it to the priest. "Take the silver and let go quickly, the young master is
leaving."

The Taoist priest took the silver and immediately released his grip. With a beaming smile, he loudly called to the madam, "Bring me another
table of food and wine! Call Hong'er and Cui'er over to serve me. I have more silver!"

Yue Hang was disheartened. He glared at Su Ruhua, snorted, and stormed off downstairs. Seeing that her lover had misunderstood her, Su
Ruhua felt deeply wronged. She furrowed her brow, her nostrils flared slightly, and tears welled in her eyes
. She choked out to the Taoist priest, "Uncle Qin, how cruel you are! You just watched Ruhua being humiliated by Li Muhan
without standing up for me!"

The Taoist priest had long since abandoned his roguish demeanor. "Girl, your uncle... I'm sorry. These past years, you've single-handedly supported the vast
Chaohua Sect, and you've indeed suffered a lot. Your uncle wanted to help you bear some of the burden, but I was powerless. Alas... it's all
because of those old love affairs..."

"I don't want to hear any of this." Su Ruhua's tears fell like broken pearls onto her lapel. "Do you really want
to see Ruhua dragged onto a bed and played with like that?!"

Qin Daoren was heartbroken and stepped forward to stroke her head. "Girl, don't worry. Your master has already used his divine divination to predict
that you are blessed enough not to end up in such a state. Besides, with your clever mind, how could you let yourself be manipulated?
You probably already have your own plans, so your master doesn't need to worry."

Su Ruhua lightly stamped her foot and shook her head to avoid his hand. "When has your lousy divination ever been accurate? Master was
fooled countless times in his lifetime. Wouldn't it be stupid for me to believe you again?"

"Ahem!... The Way of Heaven is vast and unpredictable; how can everything be under our control? However, I am quite confident about this matter
." The Daoist stroked his beard, feeling rather embarrassed. "Don't be fooled by Li Muhan's harsh words; I think he... definitely doesn't have that
ability..."

"By the time you find out if he's even capable, I don't know how much suffering I'll endure
. This devil has even followed me to Zeyang; how can I be at ease? Luckily, my master is here, so my niece's safety is entirely in your hands. If
anything happens to me... humph... Ruhua will never forgive you." With that, Su Ruhua
ignored him and hurriedly ran downstairs to chase after Yue Hang.

Qin Daoren watched her receding figure, a feeling of pity rising in his heart. After gazing at her for a long time, he sighed
, pulled a long banner from under the table, and walked out of Cuiyun Tower. The banner fluttered in the wind, upon which was written a couplet in a flamboyant style
: "Someone with discerning eyes recognizes all emperors and generals of the world; a few taels of silver, a guest, reveals the fortunes and misfortunes of this life..."

It was nearing noon, and the market was becoming increasingly crowded. Yue Hang found the noise quite bothersome; he had just suffered a setback and was in a
bad mood, wanting only to find a quiet place to clear his mind. After walking for a while, he unknowingly arrived at Mirror Lake. "Mirror Lake at
Dawn" is the most famous scenic spot in Zeyang, renowned throughout the land. However, the moonlit view can only be appreciated at night;
few people venture here during the day. At most, a few poets come here seeking inspiration to compose their lamenting poems
.

Yue Hang found a shady spot and sat down, gazing
blankly at the shimmering waves and the occasional fish leaping from the water. He unconsciously thought of Su Ruhua again. Having spent half a day with her, he felt this girl was different from others in every way
; her gentleness was genuine, and her allure was not lewd. It seemed that among all the women he knew, only Yue
Nu'er had given him such a wondrous feeling.

He now somewhat regretted leaving so abruptly, but he couldn't very well turn back to look for her. Just as he was wondering
what to do, he suddenly heard a soft, beautiful voice: "Brother, please save this little girl! A bad man is trying to take me as
his concubine, sob sob..."

He immediately recognized Su Ruhua's voice, and his heart leaped with joy. He didn't turn around immediately, but instead feigned
a coldness and said, "Why are you still looking for me? Why don't you go and enjoy yourself with that pretty boy?"

Su Ruhua walked to the riverbank, still sobbing, "Alas, since no one pities me, I have no choice but to jump into the lake to preserve my
innocence." She then made a move as if to jump.

Yue Hang darted out and pulled her into his arms. "Hmph, what a waste for such a beauty to jump into the lake!
I'd rather snatch her home and make her my warm bed girl, wouldn't that be wonderful!"

"Waaah, I really have nothing to do with that guy, he just kept bothering me. He humiliated me, and you wouldn't even
listen to my explanation before throwing me aside... Waaah... You're so mean. Why am I so unlucky to have chosen
such a heartless person like you..." Su Ruhua clung to his shoulder, crying as if she were about to suffocate, her little fists
pounding against his chest, yet the blows softened his heart.

Yue Hang didn't want her to really cry; the tears dripping onto his shoulder made him tremble slightly. He quickly patted her soft back
to comfort her, "Good girl, Ruhua, don't cry. It's all my fault. I'm not capable enough to stand up for you and I even gave you
attitude. I deserve to die." After saying that, she slapped herself a few times to show her remorse.

Su Ruhua grabbed his hand. "Don't hit me. As long as you're willing to listen to my explanation, that's fine." She pulled Yue Hang down to sit
, rested her head on his shoulder, and said softly, "That man is called Li Muhan, known in the martial arts world as 'Wealthy as Clouds.'
He is the head of the Li family, a family with four generations of ancestors. At only twenty years old, he is already a top figure among the 'Ten Heroes.'"

"So it's the head of the Li family. No wonder he's so arrogant and domineering, completely disregarding me."
He had heard Aunt Liu talk about the Four Great Families, so he knew that the Li family's strength was no less than his wife's family's. "By the way, aren't you
one of the Ten Heroes? Your kung fu should be no worse than his, so why are you so afraid of him?"

"In terms of martial arts alone, I'm naturally not afraid of him, but the power behind him is something I can't afford to offend. The Li
family has been merchants for generations; in terms of wealth, no other family in this country and two counties can compare. Almost
every business in the world is related to the Li family. So if the Li family intends to target a certain sect,
they can easily cut off its source of income simply by exerting their influence." Su Ruhua's expression darkened: "It's because I refused his rude
request that the Chaohua Sect is so strapped for cash now!"

Yue Hang snorted: "So he's just a bully who relies on his power. I'll definitely learn martial arts well, and if I ever meet him again,
I'll beat him down to avenge you, Ruhua." Su Ruhua felt a surge of sweetness in her heart and couldn't help but tighten her grip on his arm, saying: "
It's good that you have such a thought."

"Ruhua, that villain from the Li family has followed you to Zeyang again. I think we both need to be careful from now on, lest
we be harmed by his treacherous schemes." Yue Hang, always quick to judge others by his own standards, hurriedly reminded his beloved. Su Ruhua scoffed,
"That devil, though arrogant and domineering, wouldn't do anything truly sinister. Besides, he's not here for me this time
; he's here to pursue the 'Eternal Princess.'"

"Eternal Princess?" Yue Hang had never heard of this name before, tilting his head curiously, "Who is she
? She's quite famous!"

Su Ruhua gave him a disapproving look, "You really are a clueless, worldly-wise
person. You don't even know the 'Eternal Princess'? She's quite remarkable. Her real name is Yan Shuise
, the most beloved princess of the Youyan Emperor, and she's also the closed-door disciple of the 'Immortal of Immortality.' She's
beautiful "Her beauty...every man in the world praises her as a fairy descended from heaven!"

Yue Hang retorted, quite unconvinced. "Pshaw, she's just a princess of a prefecture! She's only of higher status. As for
beauty, is there anyone in this world who can compare to my beauty, Su Ruhua?...I refuse to believe it even if you beat me to death!"

Su Ruhua was secretly delighted, but scolded him playfully, "You're just saying nice things to deceive people. I'll be grateful
if you don't lose your mind when you see Yan Shuise later!"

"Later...we're going to see Yan Shuise later..." Yue Hang was confused.

"Of course. She's coming to our Great Tang to pay tribute, and her transit station is in Zeyang. This noon, the Prefect of Zeyang
will be hosting a welcoming banquet at Tianshui Tower on the shore of Mirror Lake. All the handsome men of the martial world who admire Yan Shuise will surely gather there
. Wouldn't it be a pity if we didn't go and see such a grand occasion?" Su Ruhua clapped her hands and chuckled, perfectly embodying the image of a lively
little girl. Mu slapped her smooth forehead. "Oh dear! I forgot to buy a present.
" With that, she grabbed Yue Hang and ran back to the market.

Su Ruhua and Yue Hang strolled around the market for a while, but they didn't find anything they liked. Then they saw
a sugar figurine stall ahead. The vendor was holding a large handful of sugar figurines and was handing them out to the children gathered around him.
Her eyes darted around, and she had an idea. Pulling Yue Hang along, she said, "Come on! Let's go get some sugar figurines! I
haven't had any in ages!"

She skipped over to the stall and said casually, "Boss, I'll buy all your sugar figurines!"

The stall owner said, "Oh, miss, you have excellent taste… My sugar figurines are famous in Zeyang
… So-and-so used to come here often when he was a child!…"

Before the owner could finish his boast, Su Ruhua snatched the sugar figurine away. "Alright, alright, go ask this young master for the money
!" she said, giving Yue Hang a knowing look.

Yue Hang shook his head helplessly and took out a silver ingot from his pocket, handing it to the stall owner. The shopkeeper was about to give change when Su Ruhua
stopped him. "Keep the change, consider it a tip from me." She held her head high, looking arrogant
. Yue Hang found it amusing. "This girl really is clinging to me. Not only is she never polite,
but she's even using my money to show off."

He didn't care about the small amount, but couldn't help teasing, "Hey! Why don't you
save a little for your future husband? No matter how much money my family has, it'll all be squandered by this rich young lady who doesn't know the value of money
! How pathetic! How lamentable!"

Su Ruhua clenched her small fists, leaning close to Yue Hang menacingly. "Pathetic... lamentable...
" "...I was just giving you a little push, to motivate you to work hard and earn money in the future, otherwise how will you support
me?"

Yue Hang almost fainted. He really couldn't handle this little devil. He said helplessly, "Little miss
... I give up. It's almost noon, if we don't hurry we'll miss the grand event at Tianshui Tower."

Seeing his worried look, Su Ruhua quickly lowered her fists and hugged his arm
tightly, pressing her plump breasts against his sides a few times, and said shyly, "Just kidding! I'm so poor, and it's not
easy for a rich young master to pay for me, I have to satisfy my vanity. I won't do this again!"
…

Looking at her adorable expression, Yue Hang gently tapped her forehead with his finger, unwilling to say anything more.
He embraced her and walked towards Tianshui Tower…

Chapter Nine: Heaven Creates Water

Tianshui Tower was built during the reign of Emperor Zhenzong of Tang. At that time, all the sorcerers in the land said that the virtue of water should flourish. Emperor Zhenzong, a devout follower of Taoism,
naturally followed this wish and built this tower at Mirror Lake in Zeyang. The name Tianshui is taken from the phrase "Heaven creates water" in the Book of Changes, signifying the current
emperor's flourishing virtue of water. More than two hundred years later, Tianshui Tower has long become a famous scenic spot in Zeyang. Literary figures often leave verses
here, adding to its elegant atmosphere.

When Yue Hang and Yue Hang arrived at the tower, they saw a large crowd gathered, all sorts of martial arts figures dressed in fine clothes and riding spirited horses, exuding a carefree and unrestrained
air. Occasionally, acquaintances would greet each other with clasped hands and exchange a few words of flattery, while others would embrace and weep, reminiscing about past
exploits against demons and evil spirits. The scene was quite lively. Yue Hang felt a pang of envy for these boorish men. Although he came from a martial arts
family, he spent his days with纨绔子弟 (spoiled rich kids) and had never seen so many martial artists. He sighed inwardly, "So
this is what the martial world is like!"

The two of them followed the crowd into the building. Yue Hang looked around and saw that the building had six doors at four corners and flying eaves.
The hall was arched, with green tiles and red eaves, carved beams and painted rafters. A spacious circular platform at the front was divided into two rows of seats, leaving a
square space in the middle for other uses. Yue Hang followed Su Ruhua to a quiet corner to sit down.

Most of the seats in both rows were already occupied, with about a hundred guests in the hall. There was no one in charge, and the atmosphere
was somewhat noisy with people talking amongst themselves. After a while, the silk curtain behind the main seat was drawn back, and a woman in palace attire
walked out. The hall immediately fell silent. Seeing this, Yue Hang knew that this woman must be
Yan Shuise, the "Eternal Princess," and quickly focused his gaze.

Yan Shuise was truly like a fairy; her facial features were extremely delicate, her skin was so fair it seemed almost translucent, and her thin
lips were lightly painted with rouge, making them appear even more radiant. Her pair of bright black eyes were like stars in the night sky
, twinkling with a wise light. Her hair was styled in a high bun, her long, flowing locks reaching her waist
. Her ears, half-hidden, were perfectly sized, with a natural rosy hue that made them irresistible. Her palace
dress was quite loose, obscuring her figure, but her beauty alone was enough to leave Yue Hang speechless
. Fortunately, most of the men in the room were the same, so he didn't embarrass himself.

Seeing the lustful man beside her, Su Ruhua snorted and pinched his thigh hard
. "I told you so, you're drooling. Humph… men really aren't any good…
"

Yue Hang's leg stung from the pinch, and he snapped back to reality. Seeing her anger, he quickly grabbed her hand and
kneaded it, saying nothing, only gazing at her with deep, affectionate eyes. Su Ruhua couldn't resist his
languid manner and turned away, ignoring him.

At that moment, a person in official robes walked into the open space. "Today, Zeyang welcomes Princess Shuise of Youyan, and our esteemed
host is deeply honored. Princess Shuise is renowned for her beauty and talent, and we know that many martial arts luminaries will come to
pay their respects. Therefore, we have arranged this grand event to give everyone a chance to witness her divine grace. We know we are not skilled
in martial arts, so we entrust all matters from now on to Princess Shuise." With that, he slowly exited the Tianshui
Tower, surrounded by his entourage. This man was none other than Wang Lang, Zeyang's parents. Government officials generally prefer not to associate with martial arts practitioners, so his actions
were remarkably enlightened.

Yan Shuise gracefully walked to the main seat and gave a slight curtsy to the guests. "Yan Shuise greets all heroes.
We are all men of the martial world, and now that we are gathered here, we should set aside our status. Please don't call me princess anymore, just call
me Miss Yan."

Seeing her calm tone and gentle smile, everyone praised her for being approachable and without any princess-
like airs.

"It is said that the Central Plains is full of heroes, and seeing this today, I can confirm it .
I am truly flattered that you have all come from afar. Please, let's raise this cup together, and after this, we will all be friends!" Yan Shuise's words were quite persuasive
. Yue Hang unconsciously raised his cup to drink, but just as the cup reached his lips, Su Ruhua snatched it away
, her sour voice ringing in his ears: "You are not allowed to drink the wine she offered." Fortunately, everyone was
busy drinking, and no one noticed their actions, otherwise, they would have missed their chance to watch the show.

Yue Hang was slightly taken aback, not expecting Su Ruhua to be jealous. He shook his head helplessly and looked at the scene. At this moment
, the person sitting in the first seat on the right slowly stepped forward. "Miss Yan has long resided on Yingtian Pond, and it has
been extremely difficult for us to catch a glimpse of your beauty. I never expected to have such a fortunate encounter today. I have prepared a small gift to present, and I hope Miss will accept it."

Yue Hang saw that this person was tall and fair-skinned. Although not particularly handsome, he appeared humble and refined, and Yue Hang couldn't help but feel a sense of goodwill towards him.
He thought to himself, "This person can sit in the first seat on the right, so he must be a well-known figure!" He looked at
Su Ruhua for her opinion, and Su Ruhua naturally understood his meaning. She leaned over and whispered in his ear, "This person is called Liu Xianchuan, also
one of the 'Ten Heroes,' known in the martial arts world as 'Ink Sea Fragrance,' and is Bai Zizai's prized disciple!"

"So it's Senior Brother Liu. Then this younger sister thanks you in advance." Yan Shuise nodded and smiled, and had someone fetch the gift
. Liu Xianchuan waved his hand and said, "My gift isn't finished yet, please wait a moment, Miss." He then gestured for a
servant to bring brush and ink, placing them on the table. He pulled a scroll from his sleeve, flicked it, and the scroll flew into the air.
He calmly picked up a fine brush from the table, dipped it in ink, spun slightly, and soared into the sky. The brush
moved swiftly across the scroll, making dots, strokes, and flicks, before returning to its original position. He unfurled the scroll, displaying it to everyone, before handing it
to a servant for Yan Shuise to appreciate.

Everyone was astonished. The once empty scroll now depicted a beautiful woman in palace attire. The woman in the painting had
a serene expression, elegant as a fairy, her tranquil smile exuding an air of intellect—it was none other than Yan Shuise! Yan

Shuise's eyes lit up when she saw the painting, and she couldn't help but exclaim, "The brushstrokes are delicate, the ink is clear and bright
, yet it doesn't lose its texture. The form and spirit are precisely captured. What a masterpiece that expresses the spirit through form! Senior Brother Liu,
you completed the painting in an instant; truly a divine skill!"

Liu Xianchuan returned to his seat, clasped his hands, and smiled, "It's just a trivial skill. I only wanted to win a smile from the beauty, but I didn't
expect to receive such praise. I feel quite ashamed!"

Yue Hang hadn't learned much martial arts, but he was quite acquainted with miscellaneous arts such as music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, mostly to please those refined
courtesans. Today, seeing Liu Xianchuan paint, he could only sigh inwardly at his inferiority, and his admiration for him deepened even more.
A voice rang out, "Senior Brother Liu truly lives up to his reputation as Master Bai's prized disciple. His martial arts and calligraphy are both superb; I am truly impressed
. However, today's opportunity is rare, how can I let you steal the show?"

Upon hearing this voice, Yue Hang clenched his teeth. This person was none other than his nemesis—the wealthy and powerful Li
Muhan. He strolled leisurely into the center of the room, dressed in a brocade robe with a gold-embroidered crown. His shoes, edged with silver and embroidered with pale peonies
, and his gilded paper fan, gently swaying, exuded an air of refined elegance. Many women in the room covered their faces and lowered
their heads, unable to look directly at this handsome young man.

"A few days ago, while I was trading in Zhongshan, I unexpectedly found a piece of warm jadeite. I immediately commissioned craftsmen
to carve and create this wondrous object. Today, I take this opportunity to present it to Miss Yan as a token of my appreciation." Li Muhan surveyed the room
, then took out a jade-green box from his sleeve and handed it to a servant.

Zhongshan jadeite is a rare treasure, worth a fortune even for a single piece, yet Li Muhan gave it away so casually
. Everyone was amazed by the Li family's immense wealth. Yan Shuise accepted the jade box and gave Li Muhan a slight bow, saying, "This gentleman must be..."
"It's Young Master Li! I often heard my senior brothers and sisters mention you at Yingtianchi.
It's my great honor to meet you today. I thank you for your generous gift." Although

she came from the palace, she had never seen this legendary treasure, often used by the royal family for imperial seals, and felt
a certain anticipation. With a twist of the lock, the jade box opened. She slowly lifted the lid, her eyes widening in shock. Her usually
reserved mouth gaped open, as if she had seen something terrifying and was frozen in fear.

After a long while, she finally came to her senses, abruptly pulling her hand back and throwing the jade box onto the table in front of her. Her smooth
face flushed crimson, even her usually calm eyes showed panic, and her chest heaved
, indicating considerable excitement. Seeing her like this, everyone secretly shook their heads. "It seems this flower will ultimately be
picked by Li Muhan."

Yan Shuise caught her breath for a while, finally regaining her composure, and ordered the servants to take the jade box back to the back room. Li
Muhan laughed heartily: "Miss Yan, how is it? Isn't this thing amazing? I might as well tell you a secret: this
thing will have even more miraculous effects when tasted in the evening!"

"Young Master Li, please don't tease me." Yan Shuise turned her head away, not daring to look at him. Yue Hang was astonished and
whispered to Su Ruhua, "What's in that box? Is it really that amazing?"

Su Ruhua blushed slightly, "It's not amazing, but it's incredibly embarrassing. Don't ask me. If you want to
know, go steal that bitch Yan to your bed and ask her yourself!" Hearing her say this, Yue Hang felt quite annoyed
. He wanted to steal it, but there were too many competitors... He probably wouldn't get much of a chance...

After Li Muhan presented his treasure, everyone else followed suit. In a short while, Yan Shuise's front was piled high with rare and exotic items
. After everyone presented their treasures, they took their seats, waiting for Yan Shuise to speak again. Just then, a charming voice rang out,
"It's my turn! It's my turn! I also want to give Sister Yan a gift!"

Su Ruhua waved her hands and shouted, as if afraid of being left behind. Yue Hang was startled and rushed
to grab her arm, but she ignored him completely and quickly walked to the stage, clamoring to give her a gift.

Seeing another charming and beautiful young woman on stage, everyone secretly sighed that today was truly an auspicious day, a
gathering of fairies. However, some recognized her and exclaimed, "Isn't this
Su Ruhua, the Sect Master of the Chaohua Demon Sect, 'Seven Emotions'?"

Yan Shuise composed herself slightly, "What merit do I, Shuise, possess to deserve the presence of Sect Master Su? It is truly an honor !" The Changsheng Sect and the Chaohua Sect were sworn enemies, always fighting upon meeting. How could she not be surprised that
they had come to welcome her today ? 　　"Sister Yan, you're too kind. I'd be happy to befriend someone as ethereal as you," Su Ruhua said with a charming smile. Suddenly, her eyes lit up. "Sister Yan, I brought a gift with me this time! Look..." She pulled out a handful of sugar figurines from behind her back and waved them in front of her. "Here! These little sugar figurines are for you. I love them , and I'm sure you'll like them too, Sister." The Tianshui Pavilion was quite warm, and after Su Ruhua had been inside for a while, the sugar figurines had melted a bit, sticking together in clumps, looking rather ugly. 　　"Oh! They've all melted." She looked at the melted sugar figurines, her little mouth pouting as if she was about to cry . "I spent so much money on them, I can't let them go to waste! Please accept them, Sister!" With that, she smiled slyly and made a "handing over" gesture. The sugar figurine flew towards Yan Shuise. 　　The skewers used to skewer the sugar figurines were sharp and thin; if someone were to get pricked, they would surely die. Yan Shuise remained composed , showing no sign of panic. Just as the stick was about to touch her face, a sword light struck the sugar figurine squarely. With a "snap," the figurine and stick were reduced to dust. Most remarkably, the dust seemed to be drawn away by some force , drifting away without touching Yan Shuise at all. 　　While some martial arts practitioners could shatter stone with a single sword strike, this sugar figurine was made of flour and possessed considerable resilience. To break it required a high level of skill and internal energy. As everyone searched for the source of the sword light, a white-robed Taoist priest emerged from the back hall, carrying a long sword. He roared at Su Ruhua, "You little vixen from the Chaohua Sect dares to be rude to Junior Sister Yan ! Today you'll know that the Changsheng Sect is not to be trifled with!" 　　"This swordsman's skills are so formidable, he must be the renowned 'Heartless Life' Leng Feng! How can you bully people like that? You've ruined the gift I gave to Sister Yan!" Su Ruhua, like a frightened rabbit, quickly took two steps back, her aggrieved expression perfectly portrayed, making Yue Hang shake his head in disbelief. 　　This Leng Feng was also an outstanding figure among the seventh-generation disciples of the Changsheng Sect. Over the years, he had made a great name for himself in the martial world. Although he wasn't selected as one of the "Ten Heroes," no one dared to underestimate his strength. Seeing Su Ruhua feigning pitifulness, he wasn't angry. He simply crossed his arms and coldly looked at her. "Who in this martial world doesn't know you, Su Ruhua, are lewd and shameless? I never expected you to dare to flaunt yourself in front of Junior Sister Yan. Don't you know shame?! I wonder how you, this vixen, entered the 'Ten Heroes '? Could it be... through your ability to seduce men? Haha... that's truly absurd!" 　　"Of course I don't have any special skills, but Sister Yan is also among the 'Ten Heroes.' I suppose your ability to seduce men is much stronger than mine, this little vixen!" Yue Hang almost burst out laughing when he heard Su Ruhua say this. He thought to himself that this little Taoist priest was courting death, daring to argue with her. 　　Leng Feng was furious: "How dare you make such a veiled attack on Junior Sister Yan! I'll cut off your two filthy lips!" He straightened his long sword, ready to stab her, but Yan Shuise stopped him. "Senior Brother Leng, don't make things difficult for Sect Leader Su. Let's just let this matter go. Why cause such unnecessary trouble?" 　　"Junior Sister, if we don't teach this vixen a lesson today, she might think our Longevity Sect is easy to bully." Leng Feng was very stubborn. Yan Shuise knew she couldn't persuade him, so she shook her head helplessly: "Then the two of you should stop here. Don't spoil the fun for all the heroes." 　　Su Ruhua quickly hid behind Yue Hang, gently pushing him from behind with her hands, as if she were terrified. "How could I be a match for you, Hero Leng? If we're going to have a match, my husband will naturally do it for me!" 　　Leng Feng glanced at Yue Hang in front of him and smiled contemptuously: "Hmph! So you've got a new lover. I wonder what kind of filthy person she is, mixing with a vixen from the Demonic Sect. If you don't want to be humiliated, you'd better leave now, lest you come crying to me with your limbs broken!" 　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter Ten: Blood Moon Shadow Kill

Yue Hang was displeased by Leng Feng's hurtful words, but having just witnessed his swordsmanship, he dared not approach
. He turned to look at Su Ruhua. Su Ruhua blinked her crescent-shaped eyes at him,
whispering in his ear, "Go ahead, I'll watch from the side. He can't hurt you."

Yue Hang was puzzled, unsure of Su Ruhua's trick, but he had no choice but to step forward. "I am
Yue Hang. Although my skills are lacking, I cannot tolerate those who only bully women. If you have any complaints, come at
me!"

"Yue Hang?" Leng Feng hesitated for a moment. "I've never heard of that name before! Today, I'll experience your superior skills.
Draw your sword!" He made a sword gesture, indicating invitation.

"Sword?" Yue Hang scratched his head. "I guess I won't use a sword!" He usually practiced fist and foot
techniques, never touching swords or sabers, and was now dumbfounded.

Leng Feng, realizing Yue Hang was looking down on him, flew into a rage: "You brat, how dare you be so arrogant! You truly don't take
me seriously? In that case, I won't take advantage of you. Let's settle this with our fists!" He sheathed his longsword,
assumed a fighting stance, and thrust out a finger aimed straight for Yue Hang's throat.

Yue Hang was terrified, never expecting Leng Feng to attack so suddenly, giving him no time to think. The finger-sword came
incredibly fast, its sharp force cutting painfully into his neck, reaching him in the blink of an eye. Having no fighting experience whatsoever
, even after recognizing the finger-sword's trajectory, he had no idea how to react, and could only stand there dumbfounded.

Yue Hang thought he was about to be beaten senseless, but to his surprise, the finger stopped its force the moment it touched his skin
, hooking its hook around his collar and stopping him in his tracks.

"I thought he was some formidable character, but he's just a show-off. He couldn't even withstand a single finger from me
, yet he dares to stand up for others. He's truly overestimating himself!" Leng Feng forcefully ripped Yue Hang's collar, tearing his upper
garments to shreds and exposing his naked body to everyone.

A burst of laughter erupted in the arena, making Yue Hang so ashamed he wanted to disappear into the ground. Seeing the mockery on Leng Feng's face, Yue
Hang, who had never suffered such humiliation, instantly turned bloodshot and swung his arm at Leng Feng. He unintentionally channeled his internal
energy, and although the punch seemed devoid of any skill, it was surprisingly powerful and imposing.

Leng Feng snorted, "Still dare to retaliate? You won't learn your lesson until you're faced with death!" He slightly shifted his body,
dodging Yue Hang's fist, then turned and grabbed Yue Hang's hand, while his other hand reached for Yue Hang's throat.

Having just suffered a loss, Yue Hang dared not expose his throat to his opponent again. However, seeing the outstretched hand
, he couldn't figure out how to dodge. Just as he was fretting, he suddenly remembered the chaotic movements of the three dancers in the misty mirror.
Without time to think carefully, he had no choice but to try anything, hastily adopting the moves of the black-veiled dancer
.

He rapidly circulated his internal energy following the black-veiled dancer's energy flow path, feeling a warm current flowing from his dantian,
growing thicker with each acupoint it passed through, finally converging in his hands and instantly breaking through Leng Feng's fingers and palm.
Regaining his freedom, he immediately formed his fingers into swords, unleashing a flurry of finger shadows, aiming at Leng Feng's hand reaching for his throat.

Leng Feng had expected an easy grasp of Yue Hang's throat, but unexpectedly, the opponent launched a sudden attack. For a moment, it felt as if thousands
of fingers were thrusting at him simultaneously, leaving him dizzy. He hurriedly raised his arm to block. The thousands of sword-like fingers
swiftly struck his arm, as cold and sharp as ice blades cutting into bone, numbing his arm. He dared not be careless, and with a sudden twist
, retreated, circulating his energy to dispel the chill from his arm.

Forced back by Yue Hang's attack, Leng Feng felt humiliated. He adjusted slightly and attacked again, but Yue Hang's sword-like
fingers circled around him relentlessly, and no matter the angle from which he attacked, he couldn't get close to him. His offensive exhausted
, he dared not linger and retreated to defend, but Yue Hang did not follow, merely dancing wildly in place.

Leng Feng took this opportunity to carefully observe his moves, finding them quite rhythmic, almost graceful like a sword dance
, but his footwork was chaotic and disorganized, and his sword-like fingers moved without a clear target, mostly pointing randomly within
a small area, not reaching far. He saw through it all, and a plan formed in his mind. Suddenly, he laughed loudly, "Young Yue, if
you're going to have a proper competition, then do it properly! Are you just dancing for everyone to see? Fine! Fine! Then I'll fight you after you've finished dancing
!"

Yue Hang was initially overjoyed that his unexpected move had worked, but
his spirits immediately dampened. The move was very strenuous, and after using it so recklessly and without restraint, his inner energy was showing signs of depletion. Leng Feng was watching intently from the side,
ready to attack at any moment, so he dared not relax and could only continue dancing.

Yue Hang grew increasingly impatient. Leng Feng was cunning, quietly watching from the side. He wanted to rush forward and
fight, but his legs wouldn't obey him; he could only stay within his confined space. After a while, sweat beaded on Yue Hang's forehead
. He knew he couldn't hold out much longer and frantically searched for a better plan. Suddenly, a thought struck him. "Aren't there other moves
? Why not try them out? It's better than waiting here to embarrass myself." He switched to the Red-Veiled Dancer's breathing technique,
instantly activating his footwork. With a "whoosh," he darted behind Leng Feng.

This footwork was incredibly fast; to onlookers, it was just a blur. Leng Feng, who was leisurely watching
the show, suddenly saw a flash of red light, and Yue Hang was nowhere to be found. He felt a chill run down his spine,
realizing something was wrong.

Yue Hang was also quite surprised. He hadn't even mastered this footwork yet, but this time he had instantly appeared behind Leng Feng
. Seeing his opponent's entire back exposed without any defense, he didn't hesitate and kicked out with all his might
. With a "pfft," Leng Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, his body spinning as he flew out, crashing into
a wooden pillar at the corner of the building before landing unconscious.

"Ah! Senior Brother Leng!" Yan Shuise exclaimed, leaping to Leng Feng's side and helping
him up. She pressed her palms against his back, channeling her inner energy to heal his injuries. After a moment, knowing his life was no longer in danger, she breathed a sigh of relief and stood up, saying to Yue
Hang, "Young Master Yue, is that right? It was wrong of Senior Brother to insult you, but you went a bit too far, almost
killing him!"

Yue Hang hadn't expected this outcome. He felt a pang of guilt after being spoken to by this beauty. He scratched his head, "
Miss Yan, I... I didn't mean to. Who knew my kick would have such power, seriously injuring Hero Leng...
I'm truly sorry!"

Everyone was stunned by the scene before them, never expecting that Yue Hang, who had seemed so vulnerable just moments before, could possess such a surprising skill.
The enemy was instantly defeated, and everyone began to discuss it, but few recognized the handsome young man. Just then, a clear voice
rang out, "I never imagined Young Master Yue possessed such skill! I misjudged him earlier, and I'd like to
take this opportunity to learn from your extraordinary abilities!"

The speaker was Li Muhan. He walked unhurriedly into the arena, his composed steps revealing powerful confidence
. His eyes flashed with a cold light, and his arrogant aura made Yue Hang's legs go numb, causing him to unconsciously take
a few steps back. Although Yue Hang had never witnessed Li Muhan's skills, he knew that Li Muhan was among the "Ten Heroes," meaning he must be
much stronger than Leng Feng. Fear gripped him, yet he didn't want to lose face, leaving him in a dilemma, frozen
in place.

"You, the dignified head of the Li family, one of the 'Ten Heroes,' actually resorting to coercion and revenge against a weakling! How shameless
!" Su Ruhua quickly stood up and blocked Yue Hang's path, mocking him with cold eyes.

Li Muhan's eyes instantly burned with rage upon seeing her, his gaze fixed on her ample breasts and shapely buttocks, a
lewd smile inadvertently appearing on his face. "Fine! Whatever you say, then we'll meet this
Young Master Yue another day! But... but you must be careful! Who knows when I'll set my sights on you again...
then you'd better watch yourself!"

"Don't you need to curry favor with that beauty? I'm afraid I don't need to worry about that!" Su Ruhua smiled charmingly
, turning back to grab Yue Hang's arm. "Let's go, my good husband, let's go home."

Yue Hang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and followed Su Ruhua out of Tianshui Tower. He was shirtless, and the wind gave him
goosebumps. He quickly pulled away from Su Ruhua's arm and hugged his own arms to warm them. Seeing his disheveled
appearance, Su Ruhua covered her mouth and chuckled, "Hehe...cold, huh? Who told you your kung fu is so bad..."

"Hmph! You knew I was bad, yet you still made me embarrass myself in front of everyone? I don't know what you were thinking.
" Yue Hang was slightly annoyed and turned his face away, ignoring her.

Su Ruhua dared not tease him any longer. She walked lightly to his side, her delicate head slightly raised, and said timidly, "I just
wanted you to experience some setbacks, to spur you on, so you wouldn't just waste your time. Otherwise, who will I rely on in the future
..." She suddenly pouted, "Who knew you, you wicked man, would have such a skill! Now you're going to show off
, beating the infamous 'Heartless Scholar' of the martial arts world to the ground in just a few moves! I've been observing you for so long, and
I still don't know when you learned such skills! You must have deliberately deceived me..."

"I never lied to you! You never asked me." For some reason, Yue Hang's
anger vanished upon seeing Su Ruhua's obedient appearance. He didn't pursue the matter further, found a clothing store, changed into new clothes, and then embraced his beloved as they walked home
...

The sun was setting, twilight enveloped the land, the market had long since dispersed, and the streets were littered with scattered miscellaneous items, giving the place a rather
desolate appearance. The couple strolled hand in hand, attracting many surprised and envious glances from passersby. However, their journey home
was rather short, and they soon arrived at their own courtyard. Yue Hang patted Su Ruhua's back softly and said, "Ruhua!
You must be exhausted after walking all day. Why don't you go back and rest first? I'll take you to see other places tomorrow,
okay?"

Su Ruhua smiled sweetly, "Okay! Then I'll go back and rest first. See you tomorrow!" She took small, quick steps
towards the guest room. Yue Hang watched her receding figure, a sudden wave of disappointment washing over him. Suddenly, she
turned around abruptly, "Yue Hang!" Her hands were clasped to her chest, her nervous, awkward demeanor incredibly endearing.

"Oh, I'm here. Is there anything else?"

"Tonight… tonight, is there… is there anyone in your bed?" Su Ruhua's voice was barely audible, her
small, clasped hands twitching nervously every now and then, clearly extremely shy.

"In your bed?" Yue Hang pondered the meaning behind her words, and considering her current expression, he too
blushed… "No… no…"

Hearing this, Su Ruhua finally lowered her hands and sighed deeply, "Then don't go to sleep too early… I…
I'll come find you at midnight!" She finished speaking in a choked sob, and without waiting for Yue Hang's reply, she turned and disappeared…
Yue

Hang stood there dumbfounded, feeling as if he were in a dream. A sharp, throbbing pain shot through his lower body, as if it were snapping.
He looked down and saw that his manhood was already erect, forming a large tent in his crotch.
Yue Hang lightly slapped the massive thing, inwardly sighing at its pathetic state…

Entering his room, Yue Hang collapsed onto the bed. He had been out all day and had fought with someone,
leaving him quite exhausted, and he fell asleep quickly. He didn't know how much time had passed when a knock on the door
startled him from his sweet dream. He got up and opened the door to find Ying'er carrying a stack of clothes. She smiled at Yue Hang: “Young Master,
someone just delivered these dresses. Did you order them?”

“Oh, right, I completely forgot. You can just put them on the table.” Yue Hang remembered that he had
ordered several dresses for Yue Nu'er during the day, and a wave of guilt washed over him. He hadn't visited her since their lovemaking the night before. Yue
Hang glanced at the sky; it was still early. He patted his forehead and muttered to himself, "There's still time. I might as
well go see my aunt and use these clothes to appease her. Maybe she won't be angry with me anymore!"

Ying'er, seeing his expression, assumed he was eyeing some young lady again and covered her mouth with a light laugh, "Oh dear, looks like
some innocent girls are going to suffer again!"

Yue Hang lightly tapped her forehead with his finger, "Little girl, can't you just shut your mouth!
What kind of skill is it to make fun of your own young master!" After a moment, he added, "I'm tired tonight, so you don't need to help me with my washing and dressing
. You should rest too. Remember, don't disturb me unless I call you, understand?"

"Oh, I know!" Ying'er replied, turning to leave. She turned back at the door, giving
Yue Hang a mischievous smile. "Young Master, I have something to remind you. Be sure to keep your
voices down when you're doing your little tricks at night. Last time you took that Miss Zhang to your room, she was too rough and screamed so loudly the whole courtyard could hear her. It
kept the ladies awake most of the night!"

Yue Hang was embarrassed and raised his fist to hit her, but the girl was quick-witted and disappeared in a flash
, leaving only a string of silvery laughter. He was used to being teased, so he didn't take it seriously. He went back to his room, quickly tidied his clothes
and headdress, grabbed the dress from the table, and hurried towards the armory…

Upon entering the stone chamber, he saw Yue Nu'er wearing only underpants, tiptoeing as she hung up her clothes. This time, however, he dared not
sneakily approach her. Instead, he called out, "Auntie, Auntie, Hang'er is here."

Hearing his voice, Yue Nu'er was overjoyed. She quickly hung up her clothes and buried her face in his chest. "
Good Hang'er, you... why did you only come to see your auntie now? Auntie missed you so much!" She wrapped her arms tightly around
his neck, looking up at his handsome face that had captivated her. A surge of tenderness welled up within her, and
she tiptoed to kiss his lips fiercely.

Their lips met tightly, without a single gap. Yue Nu'er impatiently used her smooth, delicate lips
to pry open Yue Hang's teeth, hoping he would hold her tender member even tighter and suck harder. Wisps of fragrant
saliva flowed from her tongue into Yue Hang's mouth, prompting him to savor them. She felt her tongue, soft and smooth
, constantly wriggling and entwining, sometimes teasing the walls of her mouth, sometimes sweeping and licking the base of her tongue, until saliva flowed uncontrollably from her mouth
, dripping in thin threads, intermittently onto the two white mounds of Yue Nu'er's chest.

The kiss lasted a long time, and Yue Nu'er, short of breath, quickly pushed him away, panting heavily. Her
lips, slightly pale from being sucked, parted to their fullest extent, her chest heaving, creating waves of flesh. It took Yue Nu'er a while to catch her breath,
but she noticed a bright, glistening droplet still clinging to the corner of the man's mouth, unsure if it was hers or Yue Hang's. She extended her luscious tongue
and gently brushed it away, saying tenderly, "Hang'er, Auntie can't live without you anymore.
Come visit me often when you have time, okay?"

[End of Volume One]

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