Having slept with hundreds of stunningly beautiful women (complete)

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Having Been Enough to Attract a Hundred Beauties From

a young age, I loved reading martial arts novels, especially the female protagonists. Sometimes I even fantasized about getting close to the stunning beauties in the books, which affected my academic performance. After graduation, I found a job helping an old man run a small bookstore. He lived alone in the bookstore's attic.

My salary was meager, but the advantage was that I could read frequently, including countless martial arts novels. One day, the old man was returning to his hometown, possibly staying for a year or more. During this time, I was temporarily in charge of the bookstore and was asked to move into the attic for convenience. I also wanted to try living alone away from home.

The afternoon after the old man left, seeing no customers, I closed early and started tidying up some old books (I'm very diligent, don't misunderstand). But I accidentally cut my finger, and a few drops of blood fell onto an old book. Suddenly, I saw a figure-like object emerge from the book!

I screamed, "A ghost!" and turned to leave.

The creature that emerged from the book said, "Don't be alarmed, I'm not a ghost, but a novel immortal."

Though still a little startled, I stopped and turned back to ask, "You won't harm me, will you?"

The novel immortal replied, "Of course not."

I seemed less alarmed and asked, "Then what do you want to do?"

The novel immortal said, "Because we are destined to meet, your blood dripped into the book where I reside. I can grant you one wish, but..."

I immediately said, "I want lots and lots of money, a hundred million dollars!"

The novel immortal shouted, "Stop! I haven't finished speaking yet. Listen to me before you speak."

I had no choice but to remain silent.

The novel immortal continued, "The wish is limited to allowing you to enter any one or more novels, to do whatever you want, and you can come out after it's fulfilled."

I thought for a moment and asked, "Can I bring things from the novels into reality?"

The novel immortal said, "Because objects cannot voluntarily be given to you. The objects in the book are only temporarily obtained; they don't truly belong to you, so objects cannot be taken out."

I thought to myself, this novel immortal's magic is really weak. Is this what you call an immortal? However, having a wish is better than having none, so I asked again, "If a beautiful woman is willing to give herself to me, body and soul, can I bring her out?"

The novel immortal thought for a moment and said, "Well... if the woman's body and soul are willing to give themselves to you, it's possible, but there's only a one in a hundred chance."

It seems his magic is lacking again. But if I could get a hundred beautiful women from the novels, that would be great, and it would be even better to choose the most beautiful of them all to bring out. I asked excitedly, "If I could get the bodies and souls of a hundred beautiful women from multiple novels, could I choose to bring one out?"

The novel immortal thought for a moment and said, "It should be possible, but..." "The 'heart' must be willing, no force or drugs allowed, and the 'body' must be a virgin, with only you as her man."

I immediately replied, "Of course, in short, it requires a hundred beautiful women to willingly offer their precious first time."

The novelist said, "Then think carefully about how to proceed."

I thought for a moment and said, "Each time I can choose any novel, designate one beautiful woman from it, and decide when and where she will appear in the novel; besides the one woman I designate each time, if I encounter other women and am interested in playing around, I should be able to use any methods, heh." "Hey; and of course, I need special abilities."

The novelist asked, "What abilities do you want?"

I replied, "It's more fun to have something different each time. Each time, I can choose any character's martial arts from the book, so I can try out many different styles. And I need to have that character's knowledge and skills, such as their medical skills and poison techniques."

The novelist said, "If you're always highly skilled in martial arts, won't you get bored? And giving you full power each time also presents technical challenges."

It seemed his magic was insufficient, so I could only say, "I just want to pursue women, not dominate. Half of that character's power is enough, even a top-tier one..." "Half of the masters, or even the top ten masters; besides, I need some other things."

The Novel Immortal asked, "What other requirements do you have?"

I said, "No matter what injuries or poisoning I suffer each time, I can fully recover next time, and the process each time will not affect the next development. In short, each time it's a fresh start; of course, each time I also need some necessities, such as money, weapons, clothes, food, etc."

The Novel Immortal said, "No problem, now bring me the novels you want to enter."

So I selected a large pile of novels, including Jin Yong, Huang Yi, Gu Long, and of course, novels by other authors.

The Novel Immortal said, "First, stack all the books, then put the one I live in on top, and then I will teach you how to enter." I stacked all the books as the Novel Immortal said.

The Novel Immortal said, "I'll ask you one last time: are you sure your wish is to enter these novels, possess one hundred stunning beauties, and that they must willingly offer their virginity, right?"

I boldly replied, "That's it! I want to possess one hundred stunning beauties!"

Then the Novel Immortal taught me to draw pictures and words on the books with my own blood and to recite some things. I felt my soul leave my body and float into the topmost book. Inside

, I saw the Novel Immortal again. He took out a large blank sheet of paper and gave it to me, saying, "This is the Hundred Beauties Picture. After I explain, you can make a wish on it, saying which novel you want, which beauty from that book you want, and that person's knowledge and half of their martial arts skills, appearing at a certain time and place. Once you arrive, the picture will disappear. Each time you possess a beauty you specify, the picture will reappear, and the image of the beauty will appear. Then you can say your next goal on the picture. When you finally complete the Hundred Beauties Picture, you can choose one to bring out." "Yes."

Then the novelist disappeared, but his voice lingered: "I forgot to tell you, if you die in the book, you truly die; and if you fail to complete the Hundred Beauties Picture after more than a year, you will remain in the book until someone bleeds on it, at which point you will have a chance to leave. As for your physical body, I will take good care of it and use it for you. I wish you eternal pleasure and romance in the book, hahaha."

I was stunned, feeling strongly deceived. This so-called novelist was probably the one who failed last time, now using me as a substitute. Alas, what is his wish? Is it to acquire multiple beauties again? However, I am currently in the world of the book, and there is no other way. There is only an empty Hundred Beauties Picture. I hope I can complete the task and bring one beauty back to reality. Although I am of

average appearance, I have the mind of a modern person, am familiar with the novel's content, and can choose half the martial arts of any top master, or the knowledge and skills of a capable person. Appearing at the most opportune time and place, focusing all my efforts on pursuing only one beauty each time, shouldn't be too difficult, right?

But I need to hurry, because I have a hundred beauties to collect. Even if I collect one every three and a half days on average, it will still take 350 days, which is almost a year.

Who should I choose as the first beauty in the book?

Collecting a Hundred Stunning Beauties – Little Dragon Girl (Part 1)

Since TVB (Hong Kong) is currently airing The Return of the Condor Heroes, my first choice is Xiaolongnü. But how do I accomplish this important task (getting Xiaolongnü)? Once Xiaolongnü meets Yang Guo, forget about it. However, in the early stages, Xiaolongnü should have no interest in anything other than practicing her sect's martial arts and dealing with Lin Chaoying. She is also very obedient to her master's orders. Furthermore, due to the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra and her training since childhood, she suppresses her seven emotions and six desires, making it extremely difficult for her to fall in love.

I will use the martial arts of the Ancient Tomb Sect to impersonate a relative of Lin Chaoying. This time, I will change my surname to "Lin" and my given name to "Chengjuan," meaning Lin Chaoying's wish to be married to Wang Chongyang. Based on age, my father would be Lin Chaoying's cousin. His martial arts are the Lin family's traditional skills. After Lin Chaoying's death, Wang Chongyang sought out Lin Chaoying's family. After meeting my father, he told him some things and passed on some martial arts skills. Later, I was born. Everything is based on what my father said. If necessary, I can say that he is now dead, so that there is no way to verify the truth. My reason for coming here is to fulfill Lin Chaoying's wish while she was alive: that Lin Chaoying and Wang Chongyang's successor could be married and become husband and wife.

I will use Xiaolongnu's martial arts because she has a certain strength. I also have Quanzhen and Ancient Tomb Sect martial arts, and her knowledge of the Ancient Tomb Sect will be very useful. As for the actual actions, we will have to take it one step at a time.

So I said to the blank "Hundred Beauties" picture, "I choose The Return of the Condor Heroes, and I want to get Little Dragon Girl. In terms of martial arts, I'll choose the later Little Dragon Girl, and the time will be ten days after Little Dragon Girl's eighteenth birthday. The location, of course, will be near the Ancient Tomb."

My eyes lit up, and I arrived at a very quiet forest. The air around me was very fresh, and it was truly a scene of birds singing and flowers blooming, with the buzzing of bees. This was something I would never find in the suburbs of modern times. The blue sky and white clouds were also a stark contrast to modern times. I felt very relaxed and refreshed. Not far away, I saw a large tomb built of large stones, almost semi-circular, protruding from the ground. I believed that was my destination - the Tomb of the Living Dead.

I discovered I was wearing ancient-style clothing and carrying a small bundle. Opening it, I found some silver, dried rations, a water bag, a tinderbox, and other items. On my back were a pair of longswords; I believed this was because I had chosen Xiaolongnu's martial arts, hence the pair of longswords as my initial weapon. It was afternoon, perhaps because I hadn't specified, and the actual time was indeed afternoon.

As I took a deep breath, I felt a peculiar warm current flowing within my body. From my knowledge of Xiaolongnu's martial arts, I understood this to be internal energy. I first tried to utilize my internal energy; thanks to my rich memories and knowledge, I quickly became adept at using it. Afterward, I tried various martial arts and light-body techniques that Xiaolongnu knew, including those of the Ancient Tomb Sect and the Quanzhen Sect, which I tried from beginning to end.

I estimate that after about an hour, or half an hour in ancient times, I will have basically finished my trial. What I was most interested in was the light-footed skill, being able to fly between trees with a refreshing breeze on my face, which was more exciting than any modern thrill ride. The dual-sword technique, which allowed me to multitask, was also quite good. I could even sleep on a rope. If I didn't have an important mission to fulfill, I would have liked to play for much longer.

I estimate that at this point, with the dual-sword technique combined with the Nine Yin Manual, I believe I am only weaker than about ten people, including Zhou Botong, the Eastern Heretic and the Western Poison, the Southern Monk (Emperor) and the Northern Beggar, Guo Jing and Huang Rong, the Golden Wheel Monk and Ci'en (Qiu Qianren), and of course, much stronger than the current Little Dragon Girl.

After learning about the mechanisms and layout of the ancient tomb from Little Dragon Girl's knowledge, I walked to the entrance of the ancient tomb. Some jade bees flew towards me, but from Little Dragon Girl's knowledge, I knew how to use a whistling sound to drive them away.

Upon arriving at the entrance, I used my inner energy to transmit my voice, saying, "I am Lin Chengjuan, here to pay

my respects to my aunt, Lin Chaoying." After waiting for a while, no one answered from inside the tomb. I suppose this was their usual practice, and they were unaware of my existence as a relative of the Ancestral Master, unsure of my identity, and thus did not

respond. However, they did not release the jade bees, which was already a sign of politeness, as they could not be certain that I was an imposter. I transmitted my voice again, saying, "I have no ill intentions. Now that I have entered, please forgive any inconvenience."

I was cautiously on guard. Little Dragon Girl's knowledge of seeing in the dark proved very useful. After passing through three layers of traps, a figure flashed ahead, and a cold wind swept in. An ugly old woman with goosebumps on her face suddenly attacked me with a palm strike. She must be Granny Sun. Since I was prepared and my skill was superior to hers, I used the "Heavenly Net Formation" to easily deflect her attack.

When Granny Sun saw that I was using the Ancient Tomb Sect's martial arts with exceptional skill, she paused and asked, "Who are you? Why do you know our sect's martial arts?"

I smiled politely and said, "I am Lin Chengjuan, and I use the Lin family's traditional martial arts, which are naturally the same as those taught by my cousin Lin Chaoying."

Granny Sun clearly did not believe me, but she had already stopped, knowing full well that her martial arts were far inferior to mine. Granny Sun asked, "Do you know that this Tomb of the Living Dead is a forbidden area of our sect, and outsiders are not allowed to enter?"

I maintained my smile and said, "Of course I know, but I am a relative of my cousin, so I am not an outsider. Are you Granny Sun?"

At this moment, a stunningly beautiful young girl floated over. She was dressed in a light white gown, as if she were in a mist or smoke. She looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old. Except for her black hair, her whole body was snow-white, and her face was exceptionally beautiful. Her clothes were as white as snow, and her whole body was spotless, except that her skin lacked color, making her appear unusually pale.

The newcomer was none other than Little Dragon Girl. She was far more beautiful than Liu Yifei on television, or even a young Chen Yulian. Her ethereal, otherworldly beauty was unmatched by any modern beauty.

In truth, Little Dragon Girl had just turned eighteen. However, living in the tomb, deprived of sunlight, and practicing internal energy cultivation that focused on controlling one's will, she appeared several years younger than other girls her age, looking only fifteen. She still retained a touch of childishness, but her figure was definitely that of an eighteen-year-old—fully developed, with exquisite curves, full in all the right places and incredibly slender in all the right places.

Unexpectedly, Little Dragon Girl lightly flicked her left hand, and a white silk ribbon suddenly shot out, heading straight for my face. In the dim candlelight of the tomb, a golden sphere was visible at the end of the ribbon, which could actually curve in mid-air as it attacked me. Having

learned about Little Dragon Girl's martial arts from her own experience, and given that my own martial arts were superior, I easily neutralized it with a simple Heavenly Net formation.

Xiaolongnu spoke in a soft voice, "May I ask what your relationship is with my senior sister?"

Perhaps Xiaolongnu thought my martial arts came from Li Mochou, but I still smiled politely and replied, "This young lady must be Miss Long. I have heard of Li Mochou's name, but I have never met her. My aunt is Lin Chaoying, so my relationship with Li Mochou is the same as Miss Long's; we can barely be considered fellow disciples."

Xiaolongnu clearly did not believe me, but remained silent.

I continued, "This Jade Maiden Sword Technique is something Li Mochou definitely doesn't understand. This is enough to prove that I have no relationship with Li Mochou, isn't it?" After saying that, I drew my single sword and used the Jade Maiden Sword Technique that no one could imitate.

Xiaolongnu's bright eyes flashed, but she asked calmly, "This should be the Jade Maiden Sword Technique. My senior sister certainly doesn't understand it, but the Lin family probably doesn't either. Besides, how would the Lin family know about the mechanisms inside the tomb?"

I replied, "Miss Long is indeed very intelligent. This is because my father met with my aunt and Wang Chongyang separately a long time ago. This matter concerns some private matters of my aunt. I wonder if Miss Long would like to hear more?"

Although Xiaolongnu was forced to be indifferent since childhood and didn't care about ordinary things, she probably didn't know much about the Grandmaster's affairs. These things were naturally of course something she was interested in knowing, especially since she wanted to find out my origins and authenticity. Xiaolongnu said calmly, "I would like to hear more."

I said, "Actually, many years ago, my aunt fell in love with Wang Chongyang. However, two proud and arrogant people couldn't be together in the end, which became a lifelong regret for both of them. After my aunt died, Wang Chongyang came to the tomb to pay his respects. He saw the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra left by my aunt and also left some words. After that, Wang Chongyang searched for my aunt's relatives and eventually found my father. Wang Chongyang explained the reason and left some martial arts manuals and the layout of the ancient tomb's mechanisms, hoping that our Lin family descendants could fulfill a wish he and my aunt had left behind. At that time, I was not yet born, and I only heard it from my father. My father was weak and sickly from childhood, so I completed it on his behalf."

Granny Sun asked, "Why have I never heard of your Lin family all these years?"

I immediately said, "My father said that due to years of disaster, our Lin family was burned down by the Jin army." Many people died on the spot. Could it be that my aunt was heartbroken by Wang Chongyang and didn't even want to mention the tragedy that befell our Lin family? My father escaped death but lost contact with my aunt. If my aunt didn't mention that she had a living cousin, it means that she thought my father was dead. At that time, I wasn't born yet, so my aunt didn't know I existed. Later, after Wang Chongyang found my father, my father learned that my cousin had a successor here. "

The Picture of a Hundred Beauties - Little Dragon Girl (Part Two)

" Little Dragon Girl seemed to be starting to doubt and casually asked, "I wonder what the last wishes of the Ancestral Master and Wang Chongyang were?"

I said, "We can discuss the last wishes later. I wonder if Miss Dragon and Granny Sun are interested in seeing what Wang Chongyang left behind in the Ancient Tomb?"

Little Dragon Girl was of course interested in this and needed to know, so she said, "Please." Her cold words were extremely concise.

I led Xiaolongnu and Granny Sun to the room where the stone coffins were kept. I took out a tinderbox from my bundle, lit a candle, and then opened the lid of Xiaolongnu's stone coffin. I could clearly see the following words written in thick ink on the inside of the lid: "Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, skill surpassing Quanzhen. Chongyang's life was no less than anyone else's." These sixteen large characters were written with vigorous strokes and were very large. There were also many smaller characters written after them.

The small inscription reads: "After Lin Chaoying's death, Wang Chongyang visited the Ancient Tomb again. He saw the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra left by Lin Chaoying on the ceiling of the stone chamber, which completely neutralized all the martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect. He then left a message on the bottom of this stone coffin lid, saying that what Lin Chaoying neutralized was merely the rudimentary martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect. Compared to the most superior Quanzhen skills, what is the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra worth? The stone chamber mentioned in the inscription is located below this chamber."

Granny Sun was moved upon seeing this, and a slight change also appeared on Xiaolongnu's unchanged face, but it was only fleeting.

I jumped into the coffin, groped around, and found a small depression that could fit a hand. I first turned it to the left, then lifted it upwards; with a "crack," the stone slab at the bottom of the coffin rose up.

I jumped out of the stone coffin and saw that Granny Sun was eager to go inside, so I stopped her, saying, "Don't rush, wait until the foul air in the cave has dissipated before going in."

Xiaolongnu and Granny Sun understood that this was reasonable, so they did not move.

I asked, "Now do you both believe what I, Lin Chengjuan, have to say?"

Xiaolongnu and Granny Sun remained hesitant.

I said, "Please witness the martial arts left behind by Wang Chongyang." I immediately demonstrated the profound martial arts of the Nine Yin Manual, which were undeniably powerful and specifically countered the Ancient Tomb Sect's martial arts. However, Xiaolongnu seemed uninterested in this martial art.

I asked, "With my martial arts skills and such familiarity with the tomb, if it's not as I say, then who am I? What is my purpose here?"

Granny Sun asked, "I occasionally go into the martial world to gather information. With your martial arts skills, Young Master Lin, why have I never heard of you before?"

I smiled and said, "Perhaps it's because the Lin family has always been accustomed to keeping a low profile. My aunt is like that. And look at my Lin family martial arts." I skillfully displayed various Ancient Tomb Sect martial arts techniques.

Then I said, "The Lin family martial arts passed down in my family are practiced from a young age. Without more than twenty years of intensive training, how could one achieve such skill? Besides our Lin family and the Ancient Tomb Sect, where else could one be taught to produce someone like me?"

After hearing this, Xiaolongnu seemed less doubtful.

I said, "Please come with me to pay respects before my aunt's portrait. I have some private matters concerning my aunt that I wish to tell you."

Xiaolongnu thought for a moment and said, "Alright."

Granny Sun said, "Then I will wait here until the foul air has dissipated before entering the stone chamber to investigate."

Upon entering the room where the portrait was displayed, the west wall depicted two young women. One was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, dressing in front of a mirror, while the other was a maid of about fourteen or fifteen years old, holding a washbasin and serving her. The mirror reflected the older woman's extremely beautiful features, with delicate eyebrows reaching her temples, but a hint of murderous intent lingered between her eyes. I knew that she was Lin Chaoying and Xiaolongnu's master.

I knelt and kowtowed respectfully before Lin Chaoying's portrait, speaking with feigned sincerity: "Aunt, please forgive me for being so late in paying my respects. My father was your cousin, Lin Guoyu. The Lin family was tragically destroyed by the Jin army. My father survived but lost contact with you. Later, I was born. I hope that your spirit in heaven will bless me to fulfill your last wish."

I believed that Xiaolongnu would have no more doubts. Then I knelt and kowtowed respectfully before the maid's portrait. Xiaolongnu's expression, which had remained unchanged, showed a hint of joy. Of course, she liked that I respected her master. Because I was a relative of Lin Chaoying, Xiaolongnu's master was just a servant to me.

With Wang Chongyang's portrait beside me, I asked Xiaolongnu, "Does Miss Long know the relationship between my aunt and Wang Chongyang?"

Xiaolongnu replied, "I don't know the details very well. I only heard my master and Granny Sun say that there isn't a single good man in the world."

I said, "This matter is very complicated. On the back mountain of Chongyang Temple, there is a large stone with my aunt's finger carvings on it. This matter concerns the ownership of this ancient tomb. Why don't we go see it together? I'll tell you the details along the way."

Xiaolongnu thought for a moment and then said, "There won't be any problem on Zhongnan Mountain. Okay."

So I led Xiaolongnu to the outside of the tomb. It was just past afternoon and not yet dusk. The scenery along the way was picturesque. With a fairy like Xiaolongnu by my side, the journey was even more pleasant. Outside the dark ancient tomb, under the sunlight, Xiaolongnu was beautiful and refined. Her long, black hair, reaching her waist, was soft and lustrous, swaying gently in the wind as she walked, making her even more stunning.

On the way, I spoke at length with Xiaolongnü: Wang Chongyang and Lin Chaoying were both martial arts prodigies, a match made in heaven. Wang Chongyang, initially focused on the uprising against the Jin dynasty, had no time for personal matters. But after the defeat of his righteous army,

he lived in seclusion in the Ancient Tomb. Lin Chaoying came to comfort him, her tenderness and noble spirit deeply moving. I embellished the story of Lin Chaoying's love for Wang Chongyang, how she suffered sleepless nights, her mind in turmoil, and how that bitter longing was so heart-wrenching, yet so unforgettable.

Xiaolongnü, usually uninterested in anything, listened intently to my description of her grandmother's love. Hearing my description of that feeling of love stirred a ripple in her calm heart.

Seeing that Xiaolongnü seemed to want to ask why I knew so much but hesitated, I said that my aunt had told my mother this before the Lin family tragedy.

At this moment, Xiaolongnu and I arrived at the summit of the mountain. Behind a large rock, we found a poem carved on it: "Zhang Liang aspired to destroy Qin, once offering his shoes under the bridge. He assisted Han in its grand undertaking, a pillar of heaven standing tall. He wished to roam with Chisongzi, and after achieving his goal, he departed. Extraordinary men and extraordinary books, not lightly bestowed by the Creator. On the Double Ninth Festival, Quanzhen arose, his gaze still lofty and his stride broad, a heroic figure, seizing the opportunity to carve out his own territory. His vain actions were later recognized as wrong, and he calmed his mind at the Tomb of the Living Dead. People first learned of the Dao, and the two immortals met here. Now, on Zhongnan Mountain, palaces and pavilions are shrouded in mist."

Xiaolongnu, perhaps recognizing the handwriting as indeed carved by her ancestral master, gently stroked the inscription with her slender, jade-like fingers.

I said, "The first eight lines tell of Zhang Liang obtaining a rare book, later assisting Emperor Gaozu of Han in founding the dynasty and becoming one of the three heroes of the Han Dynasty. After achieving his goals, he retired and became a monk. The last eight lines tell of Wang Chongyang, who, in his youth, studied literature and martial arts, becoming a hero. Outraged by the Jin invasion, he raised a banner of righteousness and fought against the Jin army, but suffered repeated defeats. In anger, he became a monk, calling himself a 'living dead,' refusing to leave his tomb for several years. Years later, his aunt humiliated him outside the tomb, provoking him for seven days and seven nights, finally drawing him out. Afterward, the two joined hands to explore the world."

Xiaolongnu murmured, "I never imagined my ancestral master treated Wang Chongyang so well."

I continued, "Actually, my aunt had deep feelings for Wang Chongyang and wanted to..." They became husband and wife through their physical appearance. Their constant bickering and fighting in the past was also a deliberate attempt by my aunt to get close to Wang Chongyang. Unfortunately, both of them were highly skilled in martial arts and extremely arrogant. Whenever their feelings for each other began to blossom, their discussions of martial arts would inevitably lead to arguments, with neither willing to give in. Finally, they had a contest, stipulating that if Wang Chongyang lost, the Tomb of the Living Dead would be given to my aunt, and they would live together there, bound to be one. Wang Chongyang would also have to obey my aunt's orders for life; otherwise, he would have to become a monk and build a temple on this mountain to accompany her for ten years.”

Little Dragon Girl asked with interest, “I know that Grandmother won in the end, but how did it happen?”

I said, “The contest involved carving words on this stone with one's finger. My aunt used a stone-scraping elixir to carve the words into the stone.” The surface softened, and the first eight lines of this poem were engraved on it. Unfortunately, Wang Chongyang chose to become a Taoist priest and built a small Taoist temple, the predecessor of Chongyang Palace. "

Little Dragon Girl sighed, "No wonder the Ancestral Master hated Wang Chongyang so much, but all these things are strange."

I said, "Actually, what my aunt wanted most in her life was to marry Wang Chongyang; after my aunt died, Wang Chongyang felt very regretful and cried bitterly in the tomb, but on the other hand, he was unwilling to lose to my aunt, so he left the words on the stone coffin; in fact, Wang Chongyang also had feelings for my aunt, so he came to find my aunt's relatives, and ended up finding my father, telling him the details, and also teaching him martial arts, only hoping that the descendants of the Lin family..." "To fulfill one of his and his aunt's last wishes."

Little Dragon Girl asked with concern, "What exactly was that last wish?"

I said, "Wang Chongyang passed on the Lin family's martial arts to us so that a descendant of the Lin family could become Wang Chongyang's successor and marry the successor of my aunt in the Ancient Tomb, thus making up for their lifelong regrets. My father changed my name to Chengjuan for this reason. Wang Chongyang chose a descendant of the Lin family because the Wang family had no heirs, and the Quanzhen Sect members were all Taoists who could not marry. Our Lin family had the blood of my aunt and had a close and special relationship with the people in the Ancient Tomb."

Little Dragon Girl (Part 3)

A few blushes appeared on Little Dragon Girl's pale face. She did not speak but looked towards the horizon.

I said, "Miss Dragon, look how beautiful the sunset is now?"

Little Dragon Girl looked into the distance. She had never appreciated such a beautiful scene before.

I said, "Miss Long, do you know that the last chapter of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra created by your aunt requires the simultaneous use of Quanzhen martial arts and the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, and that the two must be lovers, of one mind, fighting side by side and supporting each other? She wanted her successor and Wang Chongyang's successor to become a couple and practice this skill together."

I knew that Xiaolongnü's master had made her practice the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, instructing her from a young age to suppress all emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. Seeing her cry or laugh would result in severe punishment, thus cultivating a cold and aloof temperament. However, the last chapter of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra was created by Lin Chaoying when she missed Wang Chongyang, filled with romantic feelings. It was the best way to break Xiaolongnü's cold heart.

Having said that, I drew my twin swords and used the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra's combined sword technique, which was undoubtedly the strongest Ancient Tomb Sect martial art. Xiaolongnü seemed to understand it, but she was definitely getting to the point. After

I finished, I said, "The Jade Maiden Heart Sutra is divided into techniques and internal energy cultivation. Internal energy cultivation cannot be mastered in a short time. Why don't we return to the Ancient Tomb and study the techniques of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra Sword together first?"

Little Dragon Girl simply nodded slightly.

On the way back, I explained to Little Dragon Girl again how to combine the two swords. Little Dragon Girl also raised some questions about the Quanzhen Swordplay, which I of course explained in detail. Although Little Dragon Girl is not usually talkative, she has always encountered many problems in her training, so she was not resistant to discussing these matters.

Back at the Ancient Tomb, Granny Sun had prepared a simple dinner. It seems she doesn't value the martial arts of the Nine Yin Manual very much, perhaps because it was the martial arts Wang Chongyang used to defeat the Ancient Tomb Sect, hence her some aversion to it.

During the meal, I naturally chatted about everything under the sun. Granny Sun, seeing that I was a relative of Lin Chaoying and that I didn't mind her ugly appearance at all, being a warm-hearted person, also started talking to me. As the atmosphere warmed up, Little Dragon Girl's indifference softened somewhat, and she occasionally took the initiative to speak.

After the meal, Xiaolongnü and I went to the secret chamber where the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra was hidden. Under my guidance, Xiaolongnü began to comprehend many aspects of the Quanzhen Swordplay and the secret manual of the Heart Sutra, as well as the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra Sword. I even directly transferred some of the internal energy from the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra to Xiaolongnü. Generally speaking, due to differences in individual physiques, it is difficult to absorb the internal energy transferred from others. However, my internal energy came from Xiaolongnü in her later years, so it was no problem for Xiaolongnü to absorb it now.

Since Xiaolongnü herself had already studied these things to a certain extent, but lacked a good teacher to guide her, and since Xiaolongnü had almost reached the point of returning to simplicity in her later years, she had a deeper understanding of these martial arts from her youth. After about two and a half hours, Xiaolongnü was able to try the combined sword techniques with me.

Xiaolongnu used the Jade Maiden Sword Technique, while I used the Quanzhen Sword Technique: "Wandering the world, under the flowers and moon, enjoying a quiet drink, playing the zither and flute, sweeping snow and brewing tea, playing chess under the pine trees, and tending cranes by the pond"... Each move contained a romantic affair between a man and a woman, truly indescribable and enchanting.

Of course, when the two swords joined forces, physical contact was inevitable. Xiaolongnu's body was incredibly soft, smooth, and elastic, and her sweat emitted a faint, delicate fragrance of virginity. Coupled with the passion she poured into the swordplay, the intoxicating and bone-melting sensation was truly unforgettable.

The innocent and naive Little Dragon Girl was already a budding young woman, but her youthful training had suppressed her desires. Furthermore, the mental techniques she practiced controlled her emotions. At the beginning of her dual-sword technique, she was completely absorbed, devoid of any romantic feelings. However, the more she immersed herself in the swordplay, the more she felt the sword intent within. This sword intent shared the same origin as the Heart Sutra she practiced, or perhaps it could be said that the tender, affectionate sword intent was the ultimate state of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra. Although one was passionate and the other abstinent, they could coexist harmoniously.

The various emotions evoked by the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra—the tender affection, the shy shyness, the elusive distance, the anxiety of loss, the mutual longing, the unfulfilled bond, the uncertain future, the bittersweet joy, the pleasure of love, the deep affection, the tender feelings, the unspoken understanding…—constantly surged between Little Dragon Girl and me.

After practicing with Xiaolongnu for about an hour and a half, it felt like an hour and a half of romance. The sorrow and lingering emotions we felt were like a woman's entire life. The aloof Xiaolongnu began to change with the practice. Her once calm lake-like state of mind was now like a stormy sea, with ripples and waves constantly spreading across its surface.

Unfortunately, it was already late at night, and we were tired from practicing. Xiaolongnu arranged an empty room for me to sleep in.

In my half-dream state, I didn't know if I was in a dream, or if my encounter with Xiaolongnu was the dream, or if my real life was the dream. Just then, I heard faint footsteps.

I mumbled in my sleep, "Aunt, you must bless Chengjuan and help her fulfill your last wish."

When I woke up, Granny Sun had already prepared breakfast. She was even nicer to me, probably because she had overheard my sleep-talking the night before.

Little Dragon Girl didn't seem to sleep well last night. The childishness on her face seemed to have faded, making her even more beautiful and refined. Her face, which originally looked like that of a fifteen-year-old, seemed to have grown a year older overnight, and now she was closer to her actual age.

After a pleasant meal, Little Dragon Girl asked some questions about the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra sword technique. I answered them one by one in detail and demonstrated it. Afterwards, Little Dragon Girl and I continued to practice the dual sword techniques together. During this time, I also transferred some of the internal energy of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra to her. This martial art was created by Lin Chaoying to express her feelings, so for Little Dragon Girl, who had practiced the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, the more she understood the meaning of the moves, the more she understood the feelings, as if it had an aphrodisiac effect.

In fact, the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, except for the last chapter, is entirely cold. It was created by Lin Chaoying, who had given up on Wang Chongyang and wanted to surpass him, but this violated the natural principle of mutual attraction between men and women. Therefore, in the last chapter, Lin Chaoying's heart was filled with love for Wang Chongyang, releasing what she had been forcibly violating nature. It's like drawing a bow to its fullest extent; no matter how long it's drawn, once released, it will be released with tremendous force. This change in mindset and mental state is extremely mysterious, like a sudden enlightenment, a momentary awakening that can completely change everything.

If one is not moved, how can one practice the Sword of Love? And how can one practice the Sword of Love without being moved? During her sword practice, her once unchanging, peerless beauty began to display a variety of expressions befitting a young girl's first love: sometimes shy and frightened, sometimes lost in reverie, sometimes shrouded in melancholy, and sometimes filled with unwavering, unyielding affection. It was like the ever-changing seasons, from the cold, frozen winter to the blossoming spring, then the fiery heat of summer, and finally the refreshing coolness of early autumn.

During this particular sword practice, the physical contact had clearly elicited a response from Xiaolongnu. She was beginning to understand the joy and intimacy between a man and a woman, comprehending the principle of yin and yang attraction. Her heart, once a calm lake, had now become a flowing river, its waters meandering, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, but always ceaselessly flowing. Similarly, as she approached the final chapter of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, her cold, closed heart began to slowly melt, a crack appearing in it.

After practicing for nearly three hours, it was already noon. Granny Sun said she had to go out for a while, and Xiaolongnu and I also needed to rest for a bit.

By this time, Xiaolongnu had almost mastered the moves of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra Swordplay. Although she hadn't truly reached the highest level in terms of internal energy, thanks to my transmission of power, her mental state had risen to the highest level of love described in the Heart Sutra. Xiaolongnu's cold temperament had also noticeably changed; in fact, one could say she had regained the mindset of a budding young girl. Xiaolongnu's appearance seemed to have aged a year, now resembling a seventeen-year-old girl, even more beautiful and charming, not far from her original eighteen years old. I really couldn't believe that the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra was truly so magical. No wonder Yang Guo's hair turned white overnight in the book, while Xiaolongnu's appearance remained unchanged for sixteen years.

I tentatively asked, "Miss Long, what are your thoughts on us becoming husband and wife?"

Little Dragon Girl replied softly, "My master forbids me from marrying."

I smiled, "But your master's master, your ancestral master, my aunt, wants you to marry me. I have proof."

Little Dragon Girl stared at me, speechless, but her heart was clearly pounding.

I led Little Dragon Girl to Lin Chaoying's stone chamber and brought out the bottommost red-lacquered, gold-painted chest from among the several chests by the bedside. Little Dragon Girl seemed to want to stop me, but remained silent.

I said, "This chest was originally my aunt's dowry. Later, she didn't marry, so she left it to her successor to marry Wang Chongyang's successor, to end her lifelong regret. However, my aunt didn't want her successor to be constantly thinking about marriage, so she didn't say anything, right?"

Little Dragon Girl, who hadn't slept well the night before, seemed to believe me and nodded slightly. After

examining the exquisite beauties—Little Dragon Girl (Part 4)

, I opened the box. Inside were a pearl-inlaid phoenix jar, a gold-embroidered shawl, and a crimson satin dress—all made of the finest materials. Despite the decades that had passed, they still looked as radiant as new. I took each garment out of the box. Beneath them was a beaded dressing box and a jade jewelry box. The rouge and powder in the dressing box had long since dried, but half a bottle of sesame oil remained.

Little Dragon Girl was intrigued. I opened the jewelry box, and my eyes lit up. I saw pearl hairpins, jade bracelets, and gemstone earrings, all dazzling and beautiful, sparkling with light. The inlays were exquisite, the designs elegant, clearly showing that each piece had been crafted with great care.

I picked up a jade bracelet and smiled, "Let me put it on the bride."

Xiaolongnu avoided it, saying softly, "But I've decided never to leave the Ancient Tomb."

I immediately said, "Then let Lin Chengjuan stay in the Ancient Tomb to accompany Xiaolongnu for life."

Xiaolongnu remained silent, clearly hesitant.

So I said, "I'll go and put down the 'Dragon-Slaying Stone' right away to prove my resolve!" Then I took action.

Xiaolongnu was startled at first, but as if wanting to see if I would really do it, she followed silently. She was like a young girl in first love, half-believing and half-doubting her boyfriend, wanting to believe yet afraid.

I went to the left side of the tombstone, used my strength to move the boulder, and found a round stone underneath. I grabbed the round stone and pulled hard. After the round stone left its original position, a hole appeared, and a stream of fine sand flowed out of the hole rapidly. The two boulder above the tomb entrance slowly fell down, and I immediately returned to the tomb.

Hearing the sound of the boulder falling, Xiaolongnu was startled and said, "Alright, I believe you."

I immediately stuffed the round stone back into the hole, and the fine sand stopped flowing, as did the falling dragon-slaying stone.

Xiaolongnu was still a little uneasy and asked, "Are you only fulfilling your dying wish, or do you truly want to stay with me in the Ancient Tomb forever?"

I sincerely replied, "Even without my aunt's and Wang Chongyang's last wishes, Lin Chengjuan is willing to stay with Xiaolongnu in the Ancient Tomb for life! Furthermore, Lin Chengjuan is willing to obey Xiaolongnu's orders throughout his life, and he is willing to die for Xiaolongnu without hesitation!"

Hearing the sincerity in my tone, Xiaolongnu was moved and couldn't help but cry.

Now, Xiaolongnu's heart, which was like a small river, had temporarily entered the stage of a waterfall, and she was under tremendous shock.

I gently embraced Xiaolongnu's delicate and frail body, stroking and comforting her tenderly, saying, "We should be happy to be together for life, don't cry."

Xiaolongnu pushed me away slightly, saying, "If you want to love me, then don't love any other woman in the world. And I still want to hear you make a vow."

I knelt down and raised three fingers of my left hand to the sky, solemnly saying, "I, Lin Chengjuan, swear in the name of my aunt, if Lin Chengjuan loves any other woman besides Xiaolongnu, may Lin Chengjuan be struck by lightning and die instantly, may Lin Chengjuan die without a burial place, may Lin Chengjuan be cast into the eighteenth level of hell to suffer, and may Lin Chengjuan be reborn as..."

Xiaolongnu was very happy, covering my mouth with her hand and laughing, "That's enough, you said it very well, then I'm relieved." Then she reached out and pulled me up, holding my hand tightly, and I felt a warm sensation coming from her hand.

After a while of tenderness, I took the red-lacquered and gold-painted box to Xiaolongnu's stone chamber, found two of the thickest candles, wrapped them in red cloth, lit them on the table, and said with a smile, "These are our wedding candles!" The two red candles lit instantly filled the stone chamber with joy.

Xiaolongnu smiled and said, "I'm dressed up as a bride, isn't that nice?"

I smiled and said, "Of course, let me help my good wife."

Little Dragon Girl picked up the rouge, mixed some honey water, and began to dress up carefully in front of the mirror. This was the first time in her life she had ever applied cosmetics. Her complexion was naturally fair, so she didn't need any more face powder. She simply applied a light layer of rouge to her cheeks, which greatly enhanced her beauty. Afterward, she picked up a comb and combed her hair, sighing, "I don't know how to do a bun. Do you know how, my husband?"

I replied, "I don't know either! Besides, Little Dragon Girl with long, flowing hair looks the best."

Little Dragon Girl smiled and said, "Is that so?" She then put down the comb, put on earrings, inserted a pearl hairpin, and wore a pair of jade bracelets on her wrists. Under the glow of the red candlelight, she was truly incomparably beautiful.

She turned around happily, wanting me to say a few words of praise.

I held Xiaolongnu in my arms, gently kissed her snow-white cheek tinged with rosy blush, and laughed, "My dear wife, Xiaolongnu, you are usually like a fairy from heaven. We mortals are all stunned and mesmerized by your beauty, everyone vying to fall at your feet. Today, however, it seems the fairy has fallen in love with a mortal, making you even more radiant and beautiful beyond compare. And the fairy has descended to earth to rescue me, a mortal who has fallen for her."

Xiaolongnu smiled sweetly from her heart, and I was truly stunned. Xiaolongnu said, "My husband's words are so beautiful, can you say more?"

I said tenderly, "My dear wife, before, you were like an extremely beautiful flower hidden in ice. Although extremely beautiful, you always gave people a hazy, indistinct feeling. Now you are like ice..." The snow slowly melted, and the beauty of the flowers became more and more real, their exquisite and delicate beauty finally emerging; and your pair of charming eyes, like the brightest star in the dark sky, which was previously hidden by dark clouds, now, with a smile, is like the clouds clearing and the mist dissipating, revealing a starlight as bright as the moon; will you smile more often in the future?"

Little Dragon Girl giggled and said, "Because of your words, my husband, I will agree."

Now, Little Dragon Girl's state of mind should be like a small river flowing into a great river like the Yangtze, with a large amount of water flowing endlessly and with boundless momentum; the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra should also be in the final stage of her state of mind, from the past cold and closed, her heart has slowly opened, becoming passionate and warm.

I said again, "My dear wife's cherry lips are, of course, incredibly beautiful, but before, they were always still, like an exquisite and bright ornament, pretty but lacking in vitality; but now, every smile and glance is vibrant, dazzling, and captivating, making me unable to resist kissing them."

Then we kissed very naturally, first with light, gentle kisses, then with a passionate kiss where our lips were pressed together until they were almost deformed, and finally with a wet kiss where our tongues intertwined. I kept sucking the nectar from Xiaolongnu's mouth, my hands gently caressing her body.

After a while, Xiaolongnu struggled slightly to pull away, and said tenderly, "I want to dress up as a bride first, is that alright?"

I smiled and said, "Of course, let your husband help you change."

Seeing that she was now mine, Xiaolongnu didn't object to me removing her outer garment. Perhaps because Xiaolongnu's clothing was simple, her ancient costume was easy to remove; it mainly involved untying the knots in the sash and then pulling it open.

When Xiaolongnu appeared before me after removing her outer garments, my eyes lit up immediately. But I knew I had to restrain myself and let her wear the phoenix coronet and wedding gown first. I tried my best to suppress my lust and obediently helped Xiaolongnu change. I picked up the phoenix coronet, went behind Xiaolongnu, and put it on her head. Then I dressed her in the red jacket and skirt embroidered with gold thread.

Xiaolongnu touched up her rouge and sat smilingly by the red candle, saying, "I'm all dressed up."

I leered and said, "Then let's go to the bridal chamber now."

I immediately and carefully removed the phoenix coronet and red skirt that Xiaolongnu had just put on and put them away. While gently caressing her, I removed her undergarments. Soon, a beautiful woman, completely naked, appeared before me.

Xiaolongnu was about five feet five inches tall, and I estimate her measurements to be 33.5 inches D, 23 inches, and 34.5 inches. Her body was curvaceous and perfectly proportioned, with flawless, snow-white skin that shone with a subtle, radiant glow and exuded a faint, delicate floral fragrance. Her breasts were captivatingly round, with prominent peaks due to the thinness of her back fat, and the nipples were slightly upturned, resembling bamboo shoots. Even without touching them, one could tell they were very firm, and her two bright red nipples were striking.

Further down, Xiaolongnu's waist was extremely slender, without an ounce of excess fat. Her pubic hair was jet black and shiny, with a suitable density forming an inverted triangle shape, and her pink, slightly protruding labia were faintly visible beneath it. Her buttocks were firm, round, and very elastic, and her legs were long and straight. Notably, the area around the knees of most women is usually darker, but Xiaolongnu's legs were also flawlessly white at the knees.

Xiaolongnu's entire body was exquisitely beautiful, like a work of art meticulously carved from mutton-fat jade. From head to toe, there wasn't a single flaw; she was undoubtedly a perfect masterpiece from heaven. Only one arm, as white as a lotus root, bore a small, bright red mark of virginity. I couldn't bear to spoil this work of art; let her be even more radiant, and let even that mark disappear!

While gently caressing Xiaolongnu's perfect, proud body, I simultaneously removed my own clothes. Only then did I realize how difficult these ancient costumes were to remove; thankfully, I could multitask.

When I took off my trousers, Xiaolongnu, who had never seen a woman's body before, was greatly surprised. She closed her eyes, but after a while, she couldn't resist her curiosity and peeked through her narrow eyes.

"Enjoying the Beauty of a Hundred Beauties - Little Dragon Girl (Part 5)"

Besides continuing to gently caress and knead her breasts with both hands, when I touched Little Dragon Girl's breasts—so full they were slippery, firm, and incredibly elastic, cool on the outside but warm on the inside—the feel was exquisite. I felt as if I were floating on air. When I gently rubbed her protruding nipples with my fingertips, Little Dragon Girl, who had previously felt nothing, suddenly trembled. It seemed she had finally regained the sensations she should have but had long suppressed.

At the same time, I kissed every inch of Little Dragon Girl's beautiful face. When I kissed her earlobe, I gently sucked on it, then lightly nibbled and rubbed it with my teeth, and even blew air into it, finally stimulating Little Dragon Girl to react, and she let out a soft gasp.

I took Xiaolongnu's smooth, white, slightly cold yet warm hand in mine and guided it to caress my body. At first, Xiaolongnu was passive, but then she seemed to develop a curious interest in a body she had never touched before, and began to actively caress and study it. However, she only touched it briefly, never daring to go all the way.

I gently brushed against Xiaolongnu's soft, lustrous pubic hair, and lightly rubbed her slightly protruding labia. Xiaolongnu's sensations intensified, and she unconsciously let out soft moans, the sounds incredibly melodious, like the celestial music of a fairy.

After caressing her for a while, I slipped my fingers inside her labia and gently rubbed her clitoris, like scratching an itch. Soon, Xiaolongnu's sensations became even stronger, and she began to lose her balance. I then carried her to the bed.

The bed was a long, narrow blue stone, covered with a straw mat and a white cloth as a thin blanket. I placed Xiaolongnu on the white cloth.

As soon as Xiaolongnu stepped onto the bed, her delicate body trembled slightly. Then, she automatically activated her internal energy to resist the cold, a faint blush spreading across her snow-white skin, and her body began to warm up. At this moment, the rosy-cheeked Xiaolongnu was even more alluring than the snow -white Xiaolongnu.

I also activated my internal energy to resist the cold, and my body began to heat up. I straddled Xiaolongnu's rosy-cheeked body, caressing and kissing her incessantly.

When I touched Xiaolongnu's flawless body again, the sensation of her heat intensified. Perhaps the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra she had previously practiced suppressed her physical sensations, while this internal energy to resist the cold restored them. Only when she felt the cold of the Jade Bed would she automatically activate her internal energy to resist the cold and increase her internal strength.

On the jade bed, our bodies, both hot and both rubbing against each other, were constantly caressing and rubbing. Xiaolongnu's genitals were still dry, so I immediately buried myself in my work, stimulating her labia and clitoris with my lips and tongue, and lubricating them.

After a while, Xiaolongnu's delicate body finally began to sway uncontrollably, and her vagina began to secrete clear, white fluid. I parted Xiaolongnu's long, smooth legs and rubbed my long-erect penis against her labia.

I said tenderly, "Lin Chengjuan is willing to accompany Xiaolongnu for life. Lin Chengjuan has only Xiaolongnu in his life and will obey her every word. And my good wife, Xiaolongnu, are you willing to give your body and soul to your husband?"

Xiaolongnu nodded slightly and hummed in agreement.

I aimed at Xiaolongnu's vaginal opening and slowly inserted the head of my penis. Xiaolongnu let out a soft "Ah!" I felt that Xiaolongnu's vagina was very tight, but because she was using her internal energy to resist cold, it felt very warm inside.

When my penis pushed in a little further and reached Xiaolongnu's hymen, I stopped to let her adjust for a while, and I intensified my caresses, for example, I began to gently rub her firm, white, bamboo shoot-shaped breasts, and the wet kisses turned into passionate kisses, while my legs wrapped around her long, straight, white legs as much as possible.

When Xiaolongnu's reaction intensified, and she couldn't even open her big eyes, and her vaginal lubrication increased, I used my waist strength to thrust, breaking through Xiaolongnu's hymen, and my penis was fully inserted for the first time!

Xiaolongnu immediately let out a soft "Ah~~", her eyes were still tightly closed, but her brows were deeply furrowed; I could clearly feel Xiaolongnu's vagina twitching.

My penis remained still after being fully inserted, allowing Xiaolongnu to gradually adjust, while my caresses continued.

Suddenly, I noticed the "Hundred Beauties" painting not far from the bed. In the upper left corner, a small portrait had appeared—Xiaolongnu lying naked. This portrait was animated, not still; the Xiaolongnu in the painting was in the exact same pose as the one beneath me, as if captured on camera. However, now was not the time to concern myself with this image.

Perhaps because Xiaolongnu was a martial artist, her furrowed brow soon relaxed. I withdrew my penis, stained with Xiaolongnu's virgin blood, and slowly inserted it again before stopping. This time, Xiaolongnu felt little pain and did not cry out again.

I waited a while, then began to thrust in and out using a nine-shallow-one-deep method. Xiaolongnu's virgin blood, mixed with her cloudy vaginal fluid, flowed slowly from the point of contact with my thrusts, down her genitals, to her perineum and anus, dripping onto the white cloth.

At first, Xiaolongnu forced herself not to moan, only letting out a soft "Ahhh" during the occasional deep thrust. But after about a hundred thrusts, I began to thrust forcefully with my waist, and Xiaolongnu finally couldn't hold back any longer, letting out a soft, long moan.

At this moment, Xiaolongnu's state of mind was like a river flowing into the sea; with each powerful thrust, surging waves arose, like the final chapter of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, just as Lin Chaoying, when she missed Wang Chongyang most, felt a raging torrent of emotions within her!

Although Xiaolongnu didn't react enthusiastically, her extremely narrow vagina gave me waves of intense pleasure during penetration. Her flawless, exquisitely curvaceous body, smooth and tender like a ripe egg, was so delicate it seemed almost translucent, stirring my heart like a stampeding horse. The warmth emanating from her internal energy contrasted sharply with the icy coldness of the jade bed, further stimulating me. In fact, I felt an urge to ejaculate shortly after penetration, but I immediately used the methods of suppressing desire from the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra to prevent premature ejaculation.

After what seemed like an eternity, Xiaolongnu finally reached orgasm. Her vagina convulsed violently in waves, her body swayed uncontrollably, her jade-like hands tearing open the white cloth, and her moans grew rapid and loud. At this point, even the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra's methods of suppressing desire couldn't hold me back any longer, and I finally couldn't resist any longer, ejaculating inside Xiaolongnu!

Perhaps because of my internal energy, I wasn't very tired afterward. Although I could have easily used the Hundred Beauties Picture to leave and find another beautiful woman, I couldn't bear to leave Xiaolongnu. At this moment, her eyes held a strange expression, her cheeks flushed, and she was infinitely shy, leaning softly against me, as if all her bones had melted. I continued to gently caress Xiaolongnu, letting her savor the pleasure of her orgasm.

Shortly after I withdrew my penis, Xiaolongnu's vaginal opening still opened and closed like a carp's mouth, slowly flowing out with a mixture of white and slightly yellowish semen and blood, adding some color to the white cloth; and in Xiaolongnu's life, which had been as blank as a sheet of paper before, the most brilliant stroke had been drawn.

Xiaolongnu hugged me tightly, her voice filled with tenderness, "It was so wonderful. I'll never forget that soul-stirring feeling; no wonder Grandmaster Granny wanted to marry me so much."

Perhaps Xiaolongnu was too attractive to me, or perhaps my internal energy was better, but soon my lower body was aroused again. I lewdly said, "Then why don't we do it again?" I immediately launched a new offensive.

Xiaolongnu smiled shyly, and soon, our two fiery bodies were joined together again. Xiaolongnu had not been aroused for many years, but once she was, she was unstoppable and unwavering in her devotion. In fact, the martial arts of the Ancient Tomb Sect might be like this, as seen in Li Mochou's madness for love.

The second time, Xiaolongnu became a little more proactive and even began to cooperate with my movements. In addition to the missionary position, we also tried the push-cart position and the woman-on-top position. I even lifted Xiaolongnu off the cold jade bed and did it standing on the ground. Xiaolongnu's heart, like an ocean, was suddenly overwhelmed by a tsunami.

I wanted Xiaolongnu to perform oral sex on me, but she refused, fearing it would be dirty. I couldn't force her, and I couldn't bring myself to ask for anal sex either.

After our lovemaking, I estimated that we had done it for about an hour in total. From noon, it should be afternoon now. I've been here for about a day and I've already had my way with Xiaolongnu. Although I'm very reluctant to leave, she's just a character in a novel, and there are many other beautiful women waiting for me. I don't have much time. If I successfully get my hands on all 100 beauties, I can choose to take her to reality to continue our unfinished romance. I must complete the "Hundred Beauties Picture" as soon as possible!

So I got out of bed and picked up the "Hundred Beauties Picture." The image of Little Dragon Girl in the picture was turning to look at the bedside, while Little Dragon Girl on the bed was looking at me with eyes full of spring, but she seemed not to see the picture. I asked, "Do you see this picture?"

Little Dragon Girl looked around and asked, "What picture?"

It turns out that people in novels can't see the "Hundred Beauties Picture." That's fine. I leered and said, "Look at the white cloth on the bed. Isn't there a picture that you and I painted together?"

I looked at Little Dragon Girl in the picture, smiling and stroking the white cloth with her slender hands, and thought to myself, "Next time, I should find a stunning beauty to paint this."
I told Bai Meitu, "I choose The Legend of the Condor Heroes, and I want to get Huang Rong. The location is on the road north of Zhangjiakou, and the time is an hour before Guo Jing meets Huang Rong. I'll choose Huang Yaoshi's martial arts."

My eyes lit up. I arrived at a road by a forest. It was almost dusk, and there was a town not far away, which I believed to be Zhangjiakou. Guo Jing would take some time to arrive, so I practiced the Eastern Heretic's martial arts in the woods. Besides some necessities, I also had a jade flute, which was the weapon I obtained by choosing the Eastern Heretic's martial arts. It would be perfect for practicing the Jade Flute Sword Technique.

While practicing, I kept an eye out for the sound of horses galloping from the north. Because of my internal energy, my hearing was also very sharp. Several people passed by, but they were clearly not my target, Guo Jing. After practicing for about half an hour, a young man wearing a black sable coat rode a fast horse with blood-red fur. I immediately picked up a shard of stone and used my finger-flicking technique to shoot it at him!

Although the little red horse was extremely fast, it couldn't outrun the small stone that shot towards him from the side. Caught completely off guard, Guo Jing heard a "whoosh" sound as he was struck by the stone and fell from his horse. The little red horse stopped on its own.

I leaped forward and used the Eastern Heretic's "Orchid Finger Technique" to strike multiple acupoints all over his body. I took off his black sable fur coat, his golden knife, and five ingots of gold from his bundle. Then I placed him in a hidden spot in the forest. Poor Guo Jing, he was knocked unconscious without even seeing his opponent's face. I wonder if I would have already slept with Huang Rong by the time his acupoints were released and he woke up?

Just as I was about to mount the little red horse, it refused to ride. But I have half the power of the Eastern Heretic; surely I can tame even a horse? It took me quite a while, probably close to twenty minutes, to finally tame it. I immediately rode into Zhangjiakou.

Before I arrived at a large hotel, I saw a commotion at the entrance. Two shop assistants were yelling at a ragged, thin boy. The boy, about fifteen or sixteen years old, wore a tattered, dark leather hat askew. His face and hands were covered in soot, making him unrecognizable. He held a steamed bun, grinning, revealing two rows of bright, white teeth that seemed completely out of place with his appearance. His eyes were dark and very bright. I was sure it was Huang Rong.

One of the shop assistants shouted, "Put the bun down." Huang Rong did as she was told, but several black handprints were now on the white bun, making it unsellable. One of the shop assistants was furious and was about to punch her when I immediately stepped forward and said, "Don't be violent, put it on my tab." Huang Rong

picked up the bun and said, "This bun isn't very good, poor thing, you can have it!" She then tossed it to a mangy little dog at the door, which pounced on it and began to devour it.

I tied the little red horse to the post in front of the shop and said with a smile, "These steamed buns are indeed not very good, but this young man is quite interesting. How about I treat him to a good meal?"

The young man smiled and said, "Alright, I'm bored by myself and was just looking for company."

Entering the shop, the waiter, seeing my expensive black mink coat, politely asked, "What would you like to order, sir?"

I asked Huang Rong, "What would this young man like to eat?"

Huang Rong asked, "Will you treat me to as much as I want?"

I said, "Of course, it would be best to order something interesting."

Huang Rong said, "Hey waiter, first bring four kinds of dried fruit, four kinds of fresh fruit, two kinds of salty and sour fruit, and four kinds of candied fruit; the four kinds of dried fruit are lychee, longan, steamed dates, and ginkgo; for the fresh fruit, choose the latest ones; for the salty and sour fruit, I want cherries and ginger plums, I wonder if you can buy them here? As for the candied fruit, I'd like rose kumquats, fragrant grapes, sugar-coated peach strips, and pear slices."

The waiter, hearing how knowledgeable she was, couldn't help but put aside his underestimation. Afterwards, Huang Rong ordered quite a few more special things.

The waiter's mouth dropped open, and after she finished speaking, he said, "These dishes are quite expensive..."

I took out a gold ingot and placed it on the table, and the waiter happily complied.

Afterwards, Huang Rong talked about the customs and culture of the South, but how could Huang Rong's knowledge compare to Huang Yaoshi's? I immediately launched into a long, engaging discourse, recounting not only events in the Central Plains but also fascinating tales of the northern frontier, and even some modern tales. Huang Rong listened with rapt attention, clapping and laughing heartily at my most delightful moments, her expression utterly innocent. She was clearly quite impressed by my refined speech and profound knowledge, which rivaled even Huang Yaoshi's.

When I mentioned a precious golden knife, Huang Rong clamored to see it, so I gave it to her to examine.

After playing with it for a while, she smiled and said, "Brother, I'd like to ask you for a treasure, would you?"

I replied, "Of course I would!"

Huang Rong said, "I simply love this golden knife of yours."

Without hesitation, I said, "Alright, I'll give it to you, brother."

Huang Rong had only meant it as a joke, thinking the golden knife was incredibly valuable, and that we were merely casual acquaintances; she had intended to see how I would refuse. However, my generous acceptance was a complete surprise, leaving her astonished and deeply grateful.

An hour later, the food and wine filled two tables pushed together. Huang Rong, who had a low alcohol tolerance, only ate a few bites of the light dishes. I, of course, ate quite a lot with refined manners. Hehe, the taste was excellent, no less than the finest gourmet food in the real world. Huang Rong's cooking skills were superb, and I had to savor it properly.

We ate and talked, and Huang Rong asked me about my background and how I knew so much.

I said, "Since I was young, I have traveled around with my father. When I was young, I met a senior master who taught me a lot and martial arts. My mother died in childbirth when I was born, and I never met her. I always dreamed that she was a beautiful and kind mother. Unfortunately, alas..." I pretended to be overwhelmed with grief when I mentioned my mother's sad story and cried with great emotion.

Huang Rong grasped my small hands, feeling their soft, smooth texture, as if boneless. Tears welled in her eyes as she said sadly, "Brother, don't be sad anymore. My mother left me when I was young, and I really miss her. I..." Then, unable to hold back her tears, they streamed down her face, leaving two streaks of white, smooth skin where they flowed.

I comforted her, still holding her small hand tightly, while gently stroking her back with the other, saying tenderly, "Little brother, don't cry either. It's unexpected that we're both from the same world. I've always wanted a brother to accompany me since I was young; but recently, my father forced me to do something I didn't want to do, so I ran away from home, hoping to find some interesting things to do in the martial world."

Huang Rong's tears gradually stopped, and she said strangely, "My experiences are really similar to yours, brother." Then, Huang Rong gently pulled her hand away, and my hand, which had been stroking her back, withdrew on its own.

Seeing that I had finished my meal, I asked the waiter to settle the bill.

As we stepped out of the shop, a biting north wind hit our faces, and Huang Rong seemed to feel the cold, shrinking her neck. I immediately took off my fur coat and draped it over Huang Rong's shoulders, saying, "Brother, we hit it off immediately, please wear this coat."

Huang Rong didn't thank me, put on the fur coat, and began to sob again.

I asked, "Brother, are you thinking of our deceased mother again?"

Huang Rong looked up, her face streaked with tears, yet she smiled broadly and said, "No."

I said, "My surname is Guo, and my given name is Rong. May I ask your honorable name, brother?"

Huang Rong's body trembled upon hearing my name, and she said, "My surname is Huang, and my given name is Rong."

I laughed and said, "I didn't expect our names to suit each other so well. I'm looking for a fun place to go. What are your plans, brother Huang?"

Huang Rong happily replied, "Me too! I heard from you, brother, that the north is fun. How about we travel there together?"

I said, "Alright, let's do it! Let's go now."

Huang Rong and I then mounted our little red horse and headed north. Once

we left Zhangjiakou, the little red horse could run at full speed. A strong breeze rushed towards us, and the tall trees along the way flashed past us rapidly. Huang Rong was very excited.

A Collection of Exquisite Beauties – Huang Rong

I left a simple note in the small room, saying that I had to go out for a while and would be back soon, and that Rong'er should prepare the dishes first.

I rode my little red horse slowly out of the city, and sure enough, I saw four women following me on white camels.

At a bend outside the city, I first tethered my little red horse to a secluded spot and then lay in ambush. I prepared four small stones in my hand. Seeing the four women chasing after me on camels, I knew it was still early and there was no one else around, making it very convenient.

As the four women approached, I used my finger-flicking technique to flick them repeatedly. With four "whoosh whoosh whoosh" sounds, the four women fell to the ground. I immediately went forward to press their pressure points and chased away the four camels.

Seeing that the four women had slender waists, and knowing that I possessed internal energy, I tried to lift two women in each hand. Although I could manage it, lifting all four at the same time was extremely difficult. So I put down two of the women, carrying one in each hand, and used my lightness skill to leap up into a tree, jumping between the branches until I landed on a grassy area outside a row of trees. I put down the two women there and returned to the road from the tree.

I picked up the remaining two women and used my "Whirlwind Sweep Leaf Kick" to sweep away all traces on the ground. Then I returned to the grassy area from the tree and put down the two women I was carrying.

The four women on the grass were immobilized by their acupoints sealed, but they were all conscious. Although their beauty was far inferior to the delicate and charming Huang Rong, they were still beauties that Ouyang Ke, who had slept with countless women, had searched for and carefully selected from all over the country over the years. They were no less beautiful than the top three beauties in a beauty pageant.

In addition to the twenty-four women that Ouyang Ke brought with him from the Central Plains, there were others. If he only slept with one woman a day, these beauties might not have been favored even once a month, which was truly pitiful. I am now favoring these four women to relieve their loneliness and for their own good. Besides, they must have done a lot of bad things for Ouyang Ke, so I am just doing this to punish them on behalf of Heaven.

One of the four women was a blonde beauty. Her face was beautiful with distinct features, a high nose bridge, and deep blue pupils, which was obviously different from ordinary Central Plains women. I believed that she had Western foreign blood. I quickly tore off her white clothes.

Now completely naked, she was about five feet six inches tall, with measurements I estimated at 36-inch D, 24.5-inch, and 36-inch. Her figure was extremely voluptuous and prominent, her skin exceptionally white, far surpassing that of ordinary Central Plains women. Unfortunately, her skin was somewhat rough, unlike the smooth skin of typical Central Plains women. Her large, bowl-shaped breasts had prominent, light red nipples, and her thick pubic hair was golden. Her thighs were slightly thick, but her calves were quite long, and her buttocks were round and firm. I didn't intend to ask her name, so I'll temporarily call her the blonde beauty.

I quickly took off my own clothes, pried open the blonde beauty's mouth, and forcefully inserted my semi-erect penis into her mouth for lubrication. My hands then moved to her breasts…

When I felt my penis begin to harden, I pulled it out of the blonde woman's mouth. I spread her legs as wide as possible, and her vulva was clearly exposed. I rubbed my penis against the outside of her vaginal opening a few times, and then slowly pushed it in. Because her vagina was dry, the insertion process was not smooth, but I felt that her vagina was relatively loose. I used my waist strength to thrust wildly, and finally, it was fully inserted to the root. The blonde woman showed an obvious look of great pain on her face, but what did that have to do with me?

While I relentlessly thrust my penis into the blonde beauty's dry vagina, my hands were busy removing the white clothes from another woman. She was clearly a woman from Central China, with a delicate, oval face, though her expression was one of terror, her long eyes tightly closed. She was about 5 feet 5 inches tall, and I estimated her measurements to be 32.5 inches B, 23.5 inches, and 34 inches. Her skin was the typical yellowish-white of a Central Chinese woman, and she was rather slender. Her pubic hair was only a small rectangular patch, but her legs were long and beautiful, at least 41 inches long. Let's call her a pretty woman for now.

I thrust in and out of the blonde beauty's vagina dozens of times, then withdrew my penis. I spread the pretty woman's legs wide open, intending to forcefully insert my penis, but because her vagina was too dry and narrow, and because she contracted her vaginal muscles in terror, it didn't go smoothly after a while. I then remembered the gentle "Orchid Flicking Hand" technique, which wouldn't even damage tofu, and should be perfect for truly stimulating the vagina.

I inserted my penis back into the blonde beauty's vagina and continued thrusting. With my right hand, I used the "orchid-like acupressure" technique to stimulate her sensitive areas, including her clitoris. My fingers moved nimbly and gently, applying subtle pressure with over ten different techniques: brushing, sweeping, picking, rubbing, kneading, touching, grasping, twisting, teasing, stroking, wiping, and squeezing. My left hand used the same technique to stimulate her clitoris.

Soon, after only a dozen or so thrusts, I felt the blonde beauty's vagina twitch in waves, and she gushed vaginal fluid. My right hand was also wet with her fluids. I never imagined the "orchid-like acupressure" technique could be so effective at stimulating her vagina! I strongly suspect that Huang Yaoshi created this technique while playing with women. Besides, when facing a strong enemy, this gentle technique is far less useful than the Falling Flower Sword Palm or the Finger Flicking Skill. And women, apart from using this move to make tofu, using it to serve men... must be incredibly pleasurable. I'm sure this move must be a bedroom secret, and I believe I'll soon be able to try Huang Rong's Orchid Flicking "Stick" Hand.

As the blonde beauty's vagina became slippery, I naturally chose to insert it into the delicate beauty's little hole. Since the hole was already wet, the insertion was very smooth this time. The friction inside her tight vagina brought me great pleasure. After a few dozen thrusts, I felt something, but since there were still two women present who hadn't been penetrated, I decided to conserve my strength and pulled out to let it cool down.

I began to understand why Ouyang Ke had so many concubines. The vaginas of blonde beauties were loose, so the pleasure of penetration was inevitably diminished when they became very wet. Conversely, the vaginas of delicate beauties were excessively tight, making penetration difficult even before they became wet, requiring extensive preparation beforehand. Ouyang Ke's technique was probably far inferior to the "Orchid Flicking Technique," so he likely avoided these delicate beauties to avoid the hassle. And he simply had too many choices.

I immediately removed the white dress from one of the remaining two women. She was sweet and charming, with an oval face and a pair of captivating, expressive eyes. Her lips were red, and her teeth white. Of the four women, she was the most beautiful and radiant. She was about five feet three inches tall, but her figure was exquisitely curvaceous. I estimated her measurements to be 34.5 inches C, 24 inches, and 35 inches. Her skin was slightly fair with a rosy tint, and her pubic hair was extremely thick. For now, I would call her a radiant beauty.

The other woman was more charming, though not quite as striking as Huang Rong. She was probably the youngest of the four, no more than twenty years old. Her eyes were bright and clear, her skin fair for a woman from the Central Plains. She was about five feet three inches tall, and I estimated her measurements to be 33.5 inches B, 24 inches, and 34.5 inches. Her figure was considered standard, with prominent pink nipples on her bowl-shaped breasts. She had no pubic hair, revealing an alluring deep cleavage. For now, let's call her a charming beauty.

(Top left: Delicate beauty; Bottom right: Bright beauty; Bottom right: Charming beauty)

I sat on the ground, using my hands in a delicate, acupressure technique. My right hand stimulated the bright beauty's acupoint, and my left hand stimulated the charming beauty's vulva. My feet were rubbing the breasts of both women.

This "Orchid Flicking Acupoint Hand" technique is indeed a superb skill in acupoint manipulation, emphasizing the four key principles of "fast, accurate, unexpected, and pure." "Fast" refers to quickly arousing the other person; "accurate" means pinpointing each woman's unique sensitive areas; "unexpected" means using strange and surprising stimulation; and "pure" means performing the movements elegantly, leisurely, and effortlessly, as if nothing is amiss.

After a while, somewhat unexpectedly, the pretty beauty became aroused first, so I naturally penetrated her first, while my right hand continued to stimulate the radiant beauty.

After thrusting into the pretty beauty more than ten times, the radiant beauty had also become very aroused. I withdrew from the pretty beauty and then inserted into the radiant beauty's wetness. After a while, I placed the radiant beauty on top of the pretty beauty to make it easier to switch partners; then I placed the blonde beauty on top of the pretty beauty and began thrusting.

But I always felt the blonde beauty's vagina was too loose, so I planned to insert it into her anus. However, her anus was really difficult to penetrate, so I remembered the Jade Flute Sword Technique, which mainly involves using skillful force on a broken jade flute to transform it into a hard weapon for direct thrusting attacks. So I used this method to insert the entire flesh flute into the blonde beauty's anus. (

The following is a separate section:) Exquisite Beauty Picture - Huang Rong (Part Four)

The blonde beauty immediately burst into tears of pain, her face contorted in agony. Had she not been acupunctured, she would have let out a deafening scream. Seeing her expression, I felt a strange excitement. I used a few thrusting techniques, and she fainted from the pain, blood dripping from her anus. I decided to let her go; after all, I had three more women for me to fuck.

I stacked the three beauties—bright, delicate, and charming—like a human sandwich, thrusting in and out of their three orifices repeatedly, enjoying the pleasure immensely. Hehehe!

But after a while, I couldn't resist ejaculating inside the narrowest part of the delicate beauty's vagina. Taking advantage of the moment before it softened, I pulled out and inserted myself into the bright and charming beauties, letting them share in the spoils.

Afterward, I wanted to do it again, but I still had the main course to finish, so I decided to save my energy. I pried open the blonde beauty's mouth and used her to clean my penis, leaving her with a memory.

After that, I left them lying naked on the ground. Who knew how many bad things they'd done for Ouyang Ke anyway? If they encountered wild beasts or lecherous wolves, consider it their karma.

I dressed and retrieved my little red horse to return to the city. I noticed a faint scent of the four women on my clothes, so upon entering the city, I first bought some rouge and powder for Rong'er to cover it up, and then bought her some interesting jewelry and other items before returning to my small room at the inn.

Before even entering, I could smell the enticing aroma wafting from the kitchen. I went inside and was immediately struck by its

beauty. Huang Rong was dressed in women's clothing again, her long hair flowing gracefully down her back. She wore a white dress, a small white apron around her neck, and a gleaming gold ribbon in her hair. She turned and smiled at me, her beauty even more captivating, her face breathtakingly gorgeous. In the misty kitchen, her attire made her seem like a fairy floating on clouds. I was completely mesmerized.

When Huang Rong saw my foolish expression, her smile blossomed into a radiant glow, as bright as the sun in the clouds, as beautiful as a snow lotus blooming in the snowy mountains, or a water lily emerging from the water—pure, refined, and otherworldly. Her charm was beyond compare; compared to her, the four concubines who had just slept with Ouyang Ke seemed like dirt.

Huang Rong laughed, "Brother Guo, you go outside first, don't hinder Rong'er from cooking." Then Huang Rong turned back to concentrate on cooking.

I was very eager to taste Huang Rong's masterful culinary skills, so I had no choice but to obediently comply, but while waiting, I was incredibly impatient and itchy.

Several tens of minutes later, Huang Rong smiled and brought out a wooden tray, placing it on the table. On the tray were two bowls of white rice and three large bowls of dishes. One bowl contained fragrant roasted beef strips, which was believed to be "Jade Flute Listening to Plum Blossoms"—a dish combining lamb rump, pig ears, veal kidneys, venison leg meat, and rabbit meat. Another bowl was a clear soup with red, white, and green colors, with cherries and petals floating in the emerald green broth, and tender bamboo shoots at the bottom, which was believed to be "Good Match Soup". The last bowl contained tofu balls of twenty-four, which was believed to be "Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Bright Moon".

Savoring these delicacies, impossible to recreate in reality, was far more satisfying than the experience of "one stick for four women." I was so moved I almost cried. The texture of "Jade Flute Listening to Falling Plum Blossoms" was endlessly varied; each chew brought a different flavor—sometimes rich and tender, sometimes sweet and crisp, a myriad of tastes. The "Good Match Soup" combined the clarity of lotus leaves, the freshness of bamboo shoots, and the sweetness of cherries, with pigeon meat embedded within the cherries—a soup that brought together freshness, sweetness, and clarity. "Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon" featured tofu infused with the savory flavor of ham, a perfect balance of richness and subtlety.

Just as I was about to swallow my fingers, Huang Rong, in her charming and melodious voice, carefully explained the preparation methods to me. When Huang Rong tested me on the names of the dishes, I immediately demonstrated astonishing intelligence and knowledge, further impressing Huang Rong and increasing her favor towards me.

After the meal, which was between noon and morning, I took out the rouge, powder, and exquisite jewelry and other items that I had prepared for Huang Rong. Huang Rong even took the initiative to throw herself into my arms. Now, seeing her up close, I realized that Huang Rong was in her prime, only fifteen or sixteen years old, with skin as white as snow. Her eyes were sparkling, and her cheeks were flushed. Although she was still young, she was truly a beauty I had never seen before. As the saying goes, when one is well-fed and warm, one thinks of lust. Of course, I wanted to get my hands on her immediately and take her right there and then!

But at this moment, several voices came from outside the small house. One of the female voices said, "Young Master, the four missing sisters left a coded message pointing to this place."

Then someone knocked on the door, and another female voice said rudely, "Open the door quickly!"

I had no choice but to postpone my attack on Huang Rong and go to answer the door. Standing outside were four beautiful women dressed in white men's clothing, exactly the same as the four women I had dealt with this morning. Each of them had their own unique features. Behind them was a man dressed in white, with a light fur coat and loose belt. He looked to be about thirty-five or thirty-six years old. He had slanted eyes, a handsome face, and a commanding presence. His attire made him look like a wealthy prince.

When the door opened, the man in white was startled by Huang Rong's stunning beauty. He then greeted her politely, saying, "I am Ouyang Ke, the young master of White Camel Mountain in Kunlun, Western Regions. May I ask the name of this fairy-like young lady?"

Ouyang Ke's other four concubines felt ashamed of their own appearance when they saw Huang Rong, while others were filled with jealousy.

I was furious that Ouyang Ke seemed to disregard my existence, and fearing he might reveal the disappearance of the four concubines, I estimated that Ouyang Ke's martial arts were less than 30% of the Western Poison's, while I, with 50% of the Eastern Heretic's strength, should be able to easily defeat him. So I said, "You are that lecherous scoundrel Ouyang Ke, using these white-clad concubines to plunder beauties for your pleasure. Now you've set your sights on my beautiful wife and intend to use any despicable means to get her, even abandoning the concubines who provide for your pleasure, isn't that right?"

Ouyang Ke was captivated by Huang Rong's beauty and had his thoughts completely exposed by me. For a moment, he was dumbfounded and didn't know how to answer. He only said, "I... do want to get the lady, oh, no, I must make this lady willingly submit to me, I..."

Upon hearing this, some of the four white-clad concubines present were heartbroken and wept, while others were shocked and bewildered. Huang Rong, on the other hand, gave Ouyang Ke a look of disgust and contempt and remained silent.

Strike first, and I immediately unleashed the "Falling Blossom Divine Sword Palm" at Ouyang Ke outside the door. In an instant, palm shadows appeared from all directions, sometimes five feints and one real, sometimes eight feints and one real, like a sudden gust of wind in a peach grove, causing countless blossoms to fall. Not only was it elegant and graceful, but the palm strikes were also as sharp as swords.

Ouyang Ke could only desperately try to block with the "Divine Camel Snow Mountain Palm," but due to the significant difference in skill and speed between us, he was clearly at a disadvantage within five moves. Meanwhile, the four white-clad beauties present, due to the vast difference in skill, were already overwhelmed by

my attacks and had no chance to intervene. In his desperation, Ouyang Ke unleashed the "Spirit Snake Fist," his arm seemingly boneless, turning and attacking me. Unable to see it clearly, I could only retreat, while Huang Rong looked at me with extreme concern.

I recalled modern breakdancing, which is essentially just a series of joint movements that create the illusion of snake-like suppleness. At that moment, I no longer doubted the Snake Fist, but I still couldn't truly counter it. Seeing Ouyang Ke attempt to attack with the Snake Fist, I channeled my energy and unleashed two full-body breakdancing moves, making my hands and entire body appear boneless and supple. Ouyang Ke, who had intended to pursue, was immediately stunned. In reality, these two moves were merely dance moves and had no power to harm the enemy, but Ouyang Ke, unable to comprehend the situation, dared not pursue. Huang Rong clapped loudly in approval.

I immediately switched to "Splitting Palm" to attack Ouyang Ke from a distance. Thus, no matter how unpredictable Ouyang Ke's Snake Fist was, it was useless. Ouyang Ke could only dodge, occasionally using Toad Style to barely parry, but there was always a clear difference in power and speed. When I unleashed my sixth palm strike, Ouyang Ke had nowhere to dodge!

Just as Ouyang Ke was in mortal danger, one of the concubines in white rushed at me without regard for her own safety. I used my left hand to gently brush her away with a "orchid brushing her chest" move. As I was still thinking about the soft, bouncy, and full feeling of the place where I touched her, Ouyang Ke seized the opportunity and attacked me with both palms using the Toad Style. I had no choice but to strike out with my right palm to fight back!

I met Ouyang Ke's two palms with a single palm, and with a sharp "smack," we collided head-on. I was knocked back five steps, and Ouyang Ke was knocked back three steps as well. But as I retreated, I took out a silver ingot from my pocket with my left hand and used my Finger Flicking Skill to shoot it towards his groin. With a "whoosh," Ouyang Ke had no time to neutralize the powerful backlash from my internal force, and his groin was hit without him being able to dodge. He immediately screamed in agony, tears streaming down his face. The power of the Finger Flicking Skill was extraordinary; he would probably be unable to have sex for at least a month, or even for life!

The Painting of a Hundred Beauties - Huang Rong (Part 5)

At this moment, the other three concubines in white immediately took Ouyang Ke away. The woman whose breast I had touched blushed and also left. I was also hit by Ouyang Ke's full-force Toad Stance, and my blood was churning and I was in a bad mood. Huang Rong immediately came forward to see me and asked with concern, "Brother Guo, are you alright?"

I had an idea and immediately said, "Rong'er, you leave immediately by yourself!"

Huang Rong said half-cryingly, "Brother Guo, you..."

I said, "Ouyang Ke's uncle is the famous Western Poison Master, skilled in using poison, and Ouyang Ke's palm just now..." "There is a colorless and odorless poison that invades my body with my internal energy. Apart from his unique antidote, there is only one way to cure it."

Huang Rong pressed, "What is that method?"

I circulated my internal energy to force myself to sweat, and immediately I was drenched in sweat. I said, "Alas, I need to find a virgin to have intercourse with within half an hour."

Huang Rong blushed and asked, "There is such a strange poison in the world?"

I said, "Yes, the poison skills of the Western Poison are unparalleled in the world, and they are extremely strange and unbelievable. When it was passed down to the lecherous and wicked Ouyang Ke, it was combined with aphrodisiacs and other aphrodisiacs to create it. I..." I pretended to be unsteady on my feet.

Huang Rong immediately stepped forward to help me up and said softly, "Let Rong'er detoxify Brother Guo, but Rong'er doesn't know how to do it."

I said, "The process is very simple. Rong'er just needs to do as I say. It will hurt a little at first, but it will be very pleasant for both of us afterwards. But are you sure you are willing to give me your body and soul?"

Huang Rong blushed, but said resolutely, "Brother Guo is good to Rong'er. If Rong'er doesn't marry you, who else will she marry?"

So, with Huang Rong's help, I returned to my room. We sat on the bed, and I said, "Let's take off all our clothes first."

Huang Rong hummed in agreement. Although she lowered her head, she still obediently took off her clothes. Soon after, a naked, youthful and delicate body appeared before me.

Huang Rong may have matured late, perhaps due to the absence of her mother at a young age. Although she had the appearance of a fairy at fifteen or sixteen, her body was still quite immature. In fact, early marriage was common in ancient times. For example, Wu Zetian entered the palace before she was fourteen and was selected as a talented woman, which meant that she could share a bed with the emperor (Emperor Taizong of Tang). There were also many women who married before the age of fourteen in ancient times. It was also common for five generations of a large family to live together, which was due to early marriage.

Huang Rong was about four feet ten inches tall, petite and short, and would likely grow taller in the future; I estimate her measurements to be 28-inch B, 20-inch, and 29.5 inches, a petite and exquisite figure that would surely develop into a curvaceous woman; Huang Rong's breasts were slightly protruding, with delicate pink nipples that were small and slightly raised; her skin was snow-white and flawless, emitting a faint virginal fragrance and exuding youthful energy, smooth and delicate to the touch; her pubic hair was very short, with some short yellow hairs mixed in, and a small slit was hidden beneath the pubic hair.

Huang Rong was very curious but also a little shy about seeing a naked man's body that she had never seen before, her eyebrows furrowed and her tender face flushed.

I laughed, "Rong'er, actually, the Orchid Flicking Acupoint Hand can be used like this." I immediately used the Orchid Flicking Face Hand, Orchid Flicking Body Hand, Orchid Flicking Leg Hand, Orchid Flicking Chest Hand, and Orchid Flicking Buttocks Hand. Huang Rong was already unsteady on her feet, her whole body swaying, and she collapsed onto the bed, her eyes half-open and half-closed, her legs constantly opening and closing automatically, and she kept making "ee-ee-ya-ya" sounds.

I then used the Orchid Flicking Acupoint Hand, in the gap between Huang Rong's legs, into the pink and tender orifice inside, especially the delicate and luscious clitoris, using quick, accurate, and uniquely clear techniques, combined with brushing, sweeping, picking, rubbing, kneading, touching, grabbing, twisting, teasing,

wiping, and pinching stimulation. After a while, the small opening in the crevice could be seen slightly opening and twitching, and clear and bright vaginal fluid slowly flowed out. Her breathing became rapid, and her moans began to become chaotic.

I placed the fleshy flute at the entrance of her vagina and gently rubbed it in, but I felt that Huang Rong's vagina was too narrow, even tighter than the delicate beauty I had penetrated before. It was even difficult to insert a single index finger. I had to use the skillful force of the Jade Flute Sword Technique to insert it. The fleshy flute successfully broke through the barrier of the membrane. Huang Rong cried out "Ah~~" and left two shallow teeth marks on my shoulder muscles. Her slender hands scratched several bloody marks on my back muscles. Her tight vagina tightened even more, and even with the skillful force of the Jade Flute Sword Technique, I could not advance an inch. I had no choice but to stop after only going in halfway.

I seemed to see the Hundred Beauties Picture appear on the screen not far away. Huang Rong's moving portrait appeared in the picture, but this was not the time to deal with the picture. I used the Orchid Flicking Acupoint Hand and the Orchid Flicking Chest Hand with my hands respectively, stimulating Huang Rong from above and below at the same time.

Before long, Huang Rong, stimulated continuously, gradually adapted, and my penis continued to penetrate, but it reached its limit before fully penetrating. Huang Rong cried out again, "Ahhh!" Several new bloody marks likely appeared on my back, but thankfully no more teeth marks appeared on my shoulder. My penis was nearly broken by Huang Rong's incredibly tight vagina, but the unusually tight and hot sensation was incredibly pleasurable.

With my hands constantly stroking her, Huang Rong adapted again, and I slowly and gently began to thrust, using the "stick" of the Falling Flower Divine Sword, sometimes five parts feinting and one part solid, sometimes eight parts feinting and one part solid, so that Huang Rong's vagina was filled with the shadow of the stick.

Huang Rong's vagina was so tight; the intense, oppressive pleasure of being surrounded finally erupted after a few minutes of thrusting.

Afterwards, Huang Rong's bright eyes sparkled as she asked with a smile, "Has Brother Guo's poison been cured?"

I felt a little uneasy, but I had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "It should be cured."

Huang Rong gently stroked the teeth marks on my shoulder and said softly, "Rong'er knew you weren't poisoned."

I exclaimed in surprise, "Rong'er, you..."

Huang Rong gently stroked the scratches on my back and laughed, "Consider these teeth marks and scratches as retribution for deceiving Rong'er. Brother Guo wanted Rong'er, how could Rong'er bear to refuse you?"

I felt relieved and lewdly said, " "Rong'er should call me husband now. Husband wants to test how gentle and skillful Rong'er's Orchid Flicking Acupoint Hand is."

In fact, after the hasty end just now, I believe Huang Rong was still unsatisfied. This time, Huang Rong used the Orchid Flicking Acupoint Hand to stimulate me. In a martial arts contest, the power of my Orchid Flicking Acupoint Hand would certainly far surpass Huang Rong's. However, in terms of the dexterity and gentleness of her fingers, and the subtle application of force, Huang Rong is far superior to me. It's like carving a small ball of tender tofu; the delicate and difficult process is no less than carving characters on a grain of rice. I'm afraid even Huang Yaoshi is not as good as Huang Rong.

Huang Rong is truly quite clever. She just tried my technique and now she knows how to apply it flexibly in lovemaking. When Huang Rong's slender hands brushed over my body, I felt as if I were being electrocuted. This was the first time I had tasted the flavor and stimulation of the Orchid Flicking Acupoint Hand. Huang Rong's hands were like two hot currents rushing across my body, causing excitement wherever they touched. Of course, if it weren't for Huang Rong's heavenly beauty, the effect would definitely be completely different.

When Huang Rong used her orchid-shaped brush to stroke my soft little whip, the feeling was so wonderful that it made me feel like I was floating on clouds. It was a different kind of pleasure compared to penetration. I wonder if Huang Rong felt like she was shaving tofu at that moment.

Because Huang Rong's "Orchid Flicking Staff" technique was so incredibly erotic, the soft little whip in her hands quickly transformed into a large, hard penis, its temperature rising rapidly. Huang Rong held this object with great interest, as if playing with a very interesting toy, and felt a sense of wonder about it, constantly examining it with curiosity. Seeing the traces of virgin blood mixed with a lot of white semen on the shaft, representing the evidence of our union, brought a different kind of feeling. What

interested me most, of course, was Huang Rong's exceptionally tight little hole. I immediately took the initiative and inserted myself into Huang Rong's little hole again. Since there was still a lot of semen left inside, and Huang Rong had her first experience, this time the insertion went quite smoothly.

While I was thrusting, I used the "Orchid Flicking Hole" and "Orchid Flicking Chest" techniques to stimulate Huang Rong. After a while, Huang Rong began to experience her first orgasm. Her moans became rapid, her whole body twisted uncontrollably, and her hands scratched wildly at my back; and most importantly, her tight vagina convulsed intensely.

And Huang Rong used her small mouth to play a beautiful melody on my penis, how melodious and moving it was!

This time, the thrusting only lasted a few minutes before I couldn't help but ejaculate passionately again!

After the climax, Huang Rong hugged me tightly and said joyfully, "The feeling just now was so good."

I continued to use the Orchid Flicking Hands technique to let Huang Rong savor the pleasure of the climax. It was probably noon now. I hadn't even been here for a day, and I had already successfully slept with the pretty Huang Rong!

I hugged the charming Huang Rong, but in my heart, I was thinking, which stunning beauty should I choose next time? Huang Rong asked tenderly, "What are you thinking about, my husband?"

I patted Huang Rong gently and smiled, "Of course, I'm thinking about my stunning beauties."

The Huang Rong chapter of "The Complete Collection of a Hundred Stunning Beauties" ends here.

"The Hundred Beauties' Picture - Xiao Zhao (Part 1)"

I thought of Xiao Zhao from "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber" and felt sorry for her. She was forced to become the leader of the virgin sect and was unhappy for the rest of her life. So I chose the time two days before she met Zhang Wuji, so I could use Zhang Wuji's martial arts to appear in Yang Buhui's room, and incidentally... hehe!

I said to the Hundred Beauties' Picture: "I choose 'The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber' to get Xiao Zhao. I will choose Zhang Wuji's martial arts. The location is Yang Buhui's room. The time is two days before Xiao Zhao met Zhang Wuji, one hour before dawn."

My vision went dark and I found myself in the boudoir of a young lady from a wealthy family. Through the semi-transparent paper window, I could see that it was pitch black outside. Beside the window was a dressing table with a red candle burning brightly, illuminating the room with flowers and splendor. On the other side was a large bed with a low-hanging canopy. In front of the bed was a pair of pink embroidered shoes. There was breathing on the bed, indicating that someone was fast asleep.

I deliberately concealed my voice as I walked to the bedside and carefully lifted the bed curtains. On the embroidered quilt, a sleeping girl was revealed. She had a round face and was quite pretty, though still somewhat childish, appearing to be about sixteen or seventeen years old. Her eyes twitched slightly beneath her closed eyelids, indicating restless sleep.

Based on my knowledge of Zhang Wuji, I was certain she was Yang Buhui. Remembering the special technique for applying pressure to the acupoints to induce sleep, I gently applied the Nine Yang Divine Skill through the quilt, and Yang Buhui, unaware of anything, continued her deep sleep.

Only then did I breathe a sigh of relief and begin to pay attention to myself. Besides a bundle containing necessities, I also had a pair of black tokens about two feet long, with strange characters engraved on them. I believed that because I had chosen Zhang Wuji's martial arts, I would have these "Sacred Flame Tokens" as weapons. I pondered Zhang Wuji's various martial arts for a while, preparing for any eventuality. I thought that when Zhang Wuji faced the three Shaolin monks, including Du'e, he would have a chance of winning even if he fought two against one. My current skill level should not be inferior to Du'e's, and Du'e could defeat Yang Xiao and the Eagle King combined, so I need not say more. Moreover, Zhang Wuji's Nine Yang Divine Skill was not yet fully mastered, and he did not know the Qiankun Great Shift, etc. My current martial arts strength was probably only second to Zhang Sanfeng, making me arguably the second strongest in the world.

After a while, I said softly, "Sister Bu Hui, since you're going to marry Yin Liting soon anyway, why don't you let me deflower you now without any pain?"

I lifted the brocade quilt and saw that Yang Bu Hui was only wearing a red undergarment with an iron flame token hanging around her neck. I quickly took off what she was wearing, and a youthful, naked body appeared before my eyes. She was about five feet three inches tall; I estimated her measurements to be 33-inch B, 24-inch, and 35-inch. Her figure was quite good for a young girl, and her fair skin with a slight yellow tinge exuded youthful energy. Although she wasn't a stunning beauty, she was still quite pure and lovely. Her breasts were half-bowl shaped and full, with two protruding, deep red nipples. Looking down, there was a small, sparse triangular area of pubic hair, and her slightly protruding labia were half-hidden. Her legs could also be described as long and slender.

In the dim candlelight, the naked girl appeared exceptionally pure and beautiful. I parted Yang Buhui's long legs, exposing her vulva, and gently brushed aside the pubic hair covering it. I first licked her vulva with my lips and tongue, moistening it with saliva. At the same time, I took off my pants and immediately rubbed my glans against her. I quickly became aroused, going from semi-erect to hard and hot. I placed my pants under Yang Buhui's buttocks and politely asked, "Sister Buhui, don't you object to me inserting myself?"

Seeing that Yang Buhui did not object (she had been put to sleep by acupuncture), I continued, "Your father forced your mother to give birth to you, and you have a responsibility to repay this debt of coercion on behalf of your father. You and your mother look very similar, so it's only natural that you share the same fate. Don't blame me."

I aimed my penis and immediately inserted it. Although it was very narrow and dry, there was considerable resistance, but with the Nine Yang Divine Skill, what obstacle could I not overcome? Even the tight, narrow vaginal walls couldn't stop my Nine Yang Divine Rod from breaking through that mere membrane and thrusting straight in!

I then continued to thrust forcefully, while simultaneously removing my own shirt. This thrusting within the dry, narrow passage created a thrilling friction, but also a painful sensation. However, with my Nine Yang Divine Skill, these minor pains were nothing. Yang Buhui, currently unconscious, naturally felt no pain. If she were conscious, the excruciating pain would be unimaginable; of course, upon waking, she might faint again from the agony!

After thrusting forcefully over a hundred times, the intense friction generated an extraordinary pleasure, and I ejaculated my semen within this youthful body.

When I saw the penis and the traces of blood on the pants under Yang Buhui's buttocks, I initially intended to let the poor Yang Buhui go. However, after I finished with Yang Buhui once, I discovered the true meaning of the Nine Yang Divine Skill: it allows one to continuously restore yang nine times in a short period, meaning one can do it ten times without getting tired. But I only have half the power, and I can only do it five times in a short time.

As the saying goes, one cannot do without two, so I immediately circulated my energy to restore yang, and of course, I wanted to thrust in one more time. This time, thanks to the lubrication of my semen, the process was very smooth, much more "pleasurable" than before. As I thrust wholeheartedly, I don't know how much time passed. As soon as the sky outside the paper window brightened, I ejaculated again in extreme excitement.

As I embraced this youthful body, contemplating whether to revive her through internal energy, just as I opened the door three times, I heard the sound of hurried footsteps and the dragging of chains outside. Seeing a tapestry on the west wall, I pulled the naked Yang Buhui behind it to hide her. Then I heard a knock at the door, and a voice hissed, "Miss, it's dawn. Last night you told me to wake you at dawn."

I lowered the bed curtains and tucked the red undergarment, a pale yellow silk shirt, and pink embroidered shoes behind the tapestry. I heard the maid call a few times before pushing open the door.

From behind the tapestry, I saw a young maid in a blue cloth robe. Not finding her mistress, she furtively looked around before closing the door, lifting the bed curtains, and slipping into bed.

From Zhang Wuji's memories, I knew she was Xiao Zhao. She probably saw her mistress wasn't in the room and sneaked into the secret passage to investigate. I thought I'd first enter the Ming Cult's secret passage, then Xiao Zhao's.

I first put the softened words into Yang Buhui's mouth and let her clean them for me. Then I helped Yang Buhui put her underwear back on, took out new clothes from my bundle and changed into them. After that, I went into the bed, lifted the brocade quilt, searched for a while, and found a lever. Suddenly, the bed board tilted to one side. I had already used the Wudang "Ladder Cloud Footprint" lightness skill to gently land on the very thick soft grass without making a sound. I only heard a soft sound above my head, and the bed board had returned to its original state.

I used my light-footed skill to leap forward, running several meters before hearing the sound of iron chains dragging on the ground around Xiao Zhao's feet. I saw her holding a torch, carefully examining the uneven stone walls. I politely greeted her, "Miss."

Xiao Zhao was immediately startled, her body trembling. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were bright and clear, her eyebrows delicate, her nose straight—she was incomparably beautiful. However, she was still young, her figure not yet fully developed. Although her appearance was stunning, it couldn't hide the childishness in her face, and now she showed fear and unease.

Xiao Zhao was too shocked to speak. She had no way forward, but I was behind her. She was a knowledgeable person and knew of my high level of martial arts; but if the Ming Cult knew she had sneaked into the secret passage, she would also be doomed. So, for a moment, she didn't know what to do.

I said, "Don't be afraid, young lady. My name is Zhang Wuming. My master is a reclusive master, not only highly skilled in martial arts but also proficient in the arts of gods and ghosts. He ordered me to carry this Sacred Flame Token to help a young lady fulfill her wish. He used his magic to send me to the boudoir upstairs. Finding that you weren't there, I found this secret passage." I have the memories of Zhang Wuji, so when I introduced myself, I naturally thought of Zhang Wu, but calling myself Wuji seemed a bit inappropriate, so I changed it to Zhang Wuming. When I mentioned the Sacred Flame Token, I naturally held it in my hand.

Xiao Zhao was even more uneasy at this moment. Of course, she doubted the truthfulness of my words. At this time, the Ming Cult was dealing with the six major sects, and she didn't understand how I could appear in Yang Buhui's room without using the secret passage. She also thought that I might be carrying the Sacred Flame Token to help Yang Buhui unify the Ming Cult and deal with the six major sects that were besieging them. However, she couldn't let Yang Buhui know that she had sneaked into the secret passage, so she didn't say anything, only her big spiritual eyes kept rolling as she thought.

I smiled and said, "Why don't I divine what your wish is, young lady?" Then I pretended to calculate with my fingers, muttering incantations...

After a while, I said, "I've figured it out. You've come here on your mother's orders to find the secret manual of the Great Shift of the Universe, to atone for a mistake your mother made. I wonder if I've calculated correctly?"

Xiao Zhao was even more surprised to hear me reveal her secret, and vaguely said, "Young master, you haven't calculated incorrectly."

Seeing that Xiao Zhao seemed to suspect that I had come for the secret manual of the Great Shift of the Universe, I said, "I already know the Great Shift of the Universe." Then I demonstrated some of the martial arts of the Great Shift of the Universe. Although Xiao Zhao didn't know if I was using the Great Shift of the Universe, seeing my extraordinary martial arts skills, she no longer suspected that I had come for the Great Shift of the Universe.

I said, "How about I help you find the secret manual of the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth?"

Xiao Zhao was overjoyed and ignored everything else, saying, "Then I'll trouble you, young master."

I used my strength to push open the stone wall, which slowly receded. Only then did Xiao Zhao realize that the stone wall was a heavy stone door, and she hadn't been strong enough to push it open, rather than having some kind of mechanism.

I asked knowingly, "May I ask your name, young lady?"

Xiao Zhao said, "My name is Xiao Zhao."

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I knew the location from Zhang Wuji's memories. I pretended to calculate with my fingers, and led the way, while Xiao Zhao followed behind me, holding a torch for illumination.

I heard the incessant clatter of chains behind me, so I turned around and said, "These chains are in the way, let's break them."

Xiao Zhao exclaimed, "No, no! Master will be furious!"

I laughed, "Haha, I'm not afraid of anyone, and we'll soon obtain the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth manual. After that, I'll protect you as you leave to find your mother. What are you afraid of?"

Xiao Zhao was initially delighted, then said, "But this chain is incredibly strange; even the sharpest swords can't harm it. The key is in Miss's hands."

I laughed, "I don't believe it's harder than the Sacred Flame Tokens." Then I channeled my Nine Yang Divine Skill and the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth onto a pair of Sacred Flame Tokens, and with a powerful clamping force, the chains shattered. With

the chains that had troubled her for so long gone, Xiao Zhao was naturally overjoyed, jumping and clapping her hands, saying, "Thank you, Young Master!" She was like a bird just released from its cage.

After walking a while, we arrived at Yang Dingtian's stone chamber. Suddenly, we saw two skeletons lying on the ground. Xiao Zhao seemed frightened and moved closer to me.

A sheepskin was spread out next to one of the skeletons' hands. I immediately picked it up. I noticed that one side of the sheepskin was furry, and the other side was smooth. I said, "I calculated that this is it. Let's leave this stone chamber with the skeletons first." Then I put the sheepskin in my bosom, walked to the stone door at the "Wu Wang" position, and used the Nine Yang Divine Skill and the Great Shift of the Universe to push open the large stone door. Xiao Zhao was afraid of the skeletons, so of course she obediently followed.

We then walked out of the cave. Once outside, we were bathed in bright light. Slowly opening our eyes, we saw that the ground was covered with ice and snow. The sunlight shone on the ice and snow, reflecting back and making it even brighter.

At this moment, I saw that Xiao Zhao's bright eyes held a hint of sea blue, her eyebrows were delicate, her nose was high and her eyes were deep. She was smiling slightly, and a dimple appeared on her cheek, making her even more beautiful. The strong light reflecting off the snow made her skin appear even more radiant and jade-like. Although her hair was jet black, it was clearly different from that of women from the Central Plains.

My lust was stirred again, and I suddenly said, "I feel a little strange, because my master said that the woman I'm helping has a predestined relationship with me from a past life, and we must truly love each other. That's why he sent me to help. But Xiao Zhao seems too young, and she doesn't look like a woman from the Central Plains. I wonder if I've made a mistake?"

Xiao Zhao's body trembled, her breathing and heartbeat quickened, and she said, "I...I..." Seeing that her long-awaited wish was now only one step away from success, Xiao Zhao was naturally anxious and didn't know what to say.

I held Xiao Zhao's small hand and asked, "I like Xiao Zhao, nothing else matters, but does Xiao Zhao like me? Are you willing to give yourself to me, body and soul? Are you willing to let me protect you as you leave to find your mother, and then help your mother-in-law? Would you let Zhang Wuming ensure Xiao Zhao's carefree life from now on?"

Xiao Zhao immediately replied, "If you don't mind, I'm willing, of course. No one in the world is as good to me as you are."

I took out the sheepskin and asked with a smile, "Does Xiao Zhao want to see the contents of the sheepskin now?"

Xiao Zhao smiled and said, "Of course I want to see."

I said, "But I've calculated that to see the secret formula on this sheepskin, I need your virgin blood plus my yang essence."

Xiao Zhao exclaimed in surprise, "What? This…"

I immediately asked, "Does Xiao Zhao not want to marry me? Besides, I've calculated the person I'm looking for, and I have no idea what other way to see it." "This is the Sheepskin Heart Sutra."

Xiao Zhao said, "Xiao Zhao... I wonder if there are any other methods. Xiao Zhao is willing to serve you well, young master."

I lewdly said, "Hehe, let your husband help Xiao Zhao undress."

Xiao Zhao and I returned to the cave entrance. Xiao Zhao half-heartedly resisted, and I stripped her naked. She was about four feet nine inches tall, probably two or three years younger than Yang Buhui. I estimated her measurements to be 29.5 inches B, 21 inches, and 32.5 inches. She was extremely petite and exquisite. Although she was clearly not fully developed yet, her skin was snow-white, crystal clear, and bright, yet she exuded endless youthful energy. Her skin was so smooth and delicate that it seemed like it could be broken with a touch. Reflected by the snow outside the cave, her whole body shone like a fairy, which was another kind of attraction. As the daughter of Dai Qisi, the number one beauty in the martial arts world more than twenty years ago, she inherited the bloodline of a stunning beauty and was naturally a stunning little beauty as well.

The pure, lovely, and shy Xiao Zhao possessed a pair of small, delicate breasts, each barely large enough to be grasped, with slightly upturned nipples and two slightly protruding, peach-pink clitoris. Her waist was incredibly slender, without an ounce of excess fat, clearly surpassing that of most women from the Central Plains. Her pubic hair was lush, and her pale red, slightly protruding labia were clearly visible. Although her legs were a bit short due to incomplete development and height, their shape was already remarkably straight and beautiful. She was definitely in the making of a great beauty, and I believed that in a few years, she could become the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world.

At this moment, the ground outside the cave was covered in ice and snow. Xiao Zhao, who was completely naked, naturally felt the cold, and her delicate body trembled slightly, her small, delicate breasts swaying up and down and side to side—how alluring! As for me, possessing the Nine Yang Divine Skill, I naturally felt no cold at all. I immediately took off my clothes, and Xiao Zhao unconsciously hugged my warm body. In addition to caressing this naked and cold-sensitive body with my warm hands, I also felt warmth emanating from the point of contact between our bodies.

From Zhang Wuji's medical expertise, I knew the most sensitive meridians and acupoints on a woman's body. I used the Nine Yang Divine Skill to stimulate them, while gusts of cold wind blew in from outside the cave. Yet, the warmth I transmitted to Xiao Zhao intensified the stimulation. Soon, Xiao Zhao became slightly aroused, her fair skin flushed pink, making her even more adorable and charming.

I gently placed Xiao Zhao on her removed clothes. I lightly kissed her delicate face, then our lips met in a deep, wet kiss, our tongues intertwining. My other hands were not idle, one gently caressing Xiao Zhao's breasts, the other stroking and kneading her private parts. Xiao Zhao's hands, seemingly unable to withstand the cold wind outside the cave, scratched me vigorously for warmth, her legs curling up around mine for warmth as well.

After a while, Xiao Zhao's breathing became rapid, and she occasionally moaned softly. Her body began to sway, and her lower body became wet. I placed the sheepskin containing the hidden "Great Shift of the Universe" technique under Xiao Zhao's buttocks, then spread her legs apart. I gently rubbed the head of my penis against her private parts and inserted it a little. Although Xiao Zhao's vagina was narrower than Yang Buhui's, the moisture made it easier to insert.

When I inserted just a little, Xiao Zhao felt pain and cried out. Zhang Wuji's medical knowledge came in handy again. I used the Nine Yang Divine Skill combined with special techniques to press several points on Xiao Zhao's body, which significantly reduced her pain. I thrust my lower body forcefully and broke through Xiao Zhao's hymen. The Nine Yang Divine Staff went straight to the root. Because I had sealed several acupoints that caused pain, Xiao Zhao did not feel the tearing pain, but two tears still flowed from her eyes, and she grabbed my hands tightly.

I saw a painting of a hundred beauties appear on the ground inside the cave, among which was Xiao Zhao, whose entire body was unusually white, seemingly invisible on the white paper.

I waited a while for Xiao Zhao to adjust before slowly thrusting in and out. Being surrounded by Xiao Zhao's tight vagina, the pleasure of thrusting was naturally much stronger than that of the unconscious Yang Buhui. Moreover, Xiao Zhao's beauty far surpassed Yang Buhui's. After a few minutes of thrusting, I reached orgasm and erupted violently inside Xiao Zhao's vagina!

After my penis completely softened, it was forced out by Xiao Zhao's narrow vagina. Strands of blood mixed with white semen fell onto the sheepskin. I rubbed my blood-stained and semen-stained penis with the sheepskin. Words appeared on the sheepskin, but only a few. I then placed the sheepskin under Xiao Zhao's vulva and dug with my fingers. More virgin blood and semen flowed onto the sheepskin, revealing the first three layers of the mental cultivation method.

I showed it to Xiao Zhao for a closer look, and she memorized it. During this time, I kept Xiao Zhao warm and explained the difficult parts of the text.

After Xiao Zhao memorized the first three levels, I circulated my internal energy and said with a smile, "Xiao Zhao's tender orifice has just been broken. This time, why don't you trouble Xiao Zhao to suck on it for me? Then you can see more of the techniques."

Although Xiao Zhao felt it was a bit obscene, as a servant who was deliberately made difficult by her mistress, she probably had to do even more obscene things. Besides, she also wanted to see more techniques.

So Xiao Zhao obediently gave me oral sex. I also stroked Xiao Zhao's naked body from time to time to keep her warm. Although her skills were too immature, she did her best, hoping that I would ejaculate as soon as possible. Moreover, her tongue was very skillful, and she was not afraid of hard work or obscenity. Under my careful guidance, I felt an orgasm in more than ten minutes. I pulled out and ejaculated on the sheepskin. The other three levels of techniques appeared. Xiao Zhao memorized them carefully again, feeling that the suffering just now was worthwhile.

The Nine Yang Divine Skill's "Return to Yang" technique still had one more turn, and the "Great Shift of the Universe" technique still had one more level. Xiao Zhao, seeing my "Return to Yang" penis, knew what I wanted. The cold wind blowing in from outside the cave also made Xiao Zhao crave the warmth of our union again. Plus, her vagina hadn't been penetrated for long,

and after resting, it was ready to continue. This time, I let Xiao Zhao take the initiative. Having gained experience, Xiao Zhao became very active, constantly swaying her body to resist the cold. Of course, I also had to constantly caress her and warm her. Although Xiao Zhao's breasts were still small, they were quite attractive as her body swayed.

This time, Xiao Zhao lasted for more than ten minutes before she experienced her first orgasm, moaning and groaning, her whole body shaking violently, her vagina contracting intensely. And of course, I couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated again.

Exhausted, Xiao Zhao lay sprawled on top of me. After the climax, I rubbed our genitals together with sheepskin. The seventh level of the Qiankun Great Shift technique appeared, and I specifically reminded Xiao Zhao that there were problems with nineteen of the lines and she shouldn't force herself to practice them.

Xiao Zhao held the complete Qiankun Great Shift technique and saw the words that appeared after mixing my semen with her virgin blood. A sweet smile of satisfaction emanated from her heart, feeling that whatever she had given was worthwhile, as if she were reliving the taste of her climax. Meanwhile, I looked at my Hundred Beauties Picture and thought that I had gotten Xiao Zhao in less than half a day. Which beauty should I choose next?

Getting all the beauties in the Hundred Beauties Picture - Tie Xinlan (Part 1)

Recently, a new game, The Legend of the Twin Heroes, was released. Although the game is about the previous generation of the novel's protagonist, Jiang Feng, and the women of the Yihua Palace, it reminded me of the female protagonist in The Legend of the Twin Heroes novel - Tie Xinlan. Her strength and gentleness attracted me, and I could also play with that willful and capricious little fairy Zhang Jing and teach her a lesson.

I told Bai Mei Tu, "I choose the Peerless Twins, and I want to get Tie Xinlan. For martial arts, I'll choose Yao Yue. The time will be when Xiao Yu'er and Tie Xinlan first evaded Xiao Xiannu, and the location will be far away from that dilapidated hut."

Suddenly, everything went black, and I found myself in a forest. It was late at night. In the distance, there was a dilapidated wooden hut. In the darkness, I could vaguely see a handsome young man in white and a large boy covered in scars but still quite good-looking, rushing into the hut. I believed they were my targets, Tie Xinlan and Xiao Yu'er.

Although I possessed half of Yao Yue's power, using it immediately would be difficult. So, I slowly studied how to use the internal martial art Mingyu Gong and the external martial art Yi Hua Jie Yu, while simultaneously keeping an eye on the situation inside the hut.

After their brief conversation, a white horse appeared. Tie Xinlan then attempted to drug Xiaoyuer in the water, but Xiaoyuer switched the water with a drugged one. Soon after, Tie Xinlan's voice and body trembled violently. She gripped her clothes tightly, refusing to let go, and groaned repeatedly, "Please...no...please." Her voice grew weaker and weaker until finally, there was no sound, and her hands loosened.

Xiaoyuer stood there, grinning as he watched Tie Xinlan until she was completely still. Then he knelt beside her, pulled her hands away, and the more she pleaded, the more Xiaoyuer wanted to search her body.

At this moment, a red shadowy figure stood like a ghost behind Xiaoyuer. Under the hazy starlight, a slender young woman in red slowly raised her hand, her movements incredibly gentle and beautiful, like a passionate fairy spreading joy and happiness to the world under the starlight. However, behind her beauty lurked murderous intent. She was none other than the "Little Fairy," Zhang Jing.

Xiaoyuer, however, disguised himself as a completely unrelated boy who happened to be passing by. His acting skills, displaying a full range of emotions, were convincing in just a few words. Although he was slapped three times by the Little Fairy, he ultimately managed to deceive the naive young woman.

The fairy searched Tie Xinlan's body incessantly, then ordered Xiaoyuer to fetch water to wake her. However, he splashed water on the fairy instead, and while Zhang Jing was completely unprepared, he pressed acupoints on her foot meridian starting from her knee, causing Zhang Jing to fall and become unable to move. After a few words of conversation, the fairy was enraged.

Xiaoyuer picked up Tie Xinlan and placed her on the back of the little white horse, then turned back and slapped the fairy twice in revenge, leaving her with tears streaming down her face as she glared at him fiercely.

Xiaoyuer then laughed loudly, "I still can't hold back this third slap... but your third slap was really too light, and I really can't bear to hit you harder. What do you suggest we do?"

The fairy roared, "You... you go to hell!"

Xiaoyuer blinked and smiled, "Alright, that's settled then. This way, we'll even things out, and neither of us owes the other anything." He looked into the fairy's eyes and slowly lowered his head.

The little fairy trembled, saying, "You... what do you want?"

Little Fish laughed, "You hit me with your hand, I'll hit you with my mouth, it'll definitely be lighter than your hand."

At this time, I had mastered the use of Mingyu Gong and Yihua Jieyu. Yihua Palace's martial arts, besides being able to use the opponent's force against them, are most importantly fast. Through special methods of circulating internal energy, their speed is unbelievable. They emphasize striking first after the opponent has fully exerted their strength, deflecting the opponent's attack before they can fully utilize their power. Furthermore, the internal energy of the ninth level of Mingyu Gong can form a vortex, absorbing the internal energy of others to make oneself invincible. At this time, I believe my martial arts are above Hua Wuque's. Yan Nantian has not yet fully recovered, so I should only be slightly weaker than the two Yihua Palace masters who have practiced Mingyu Gong to the eighth level.

The fairy cried out in alarm, "You villain, you..."

Just as Little Fish was about to kiss the fairy to avenge the third slap, I had already appeared behind him in an instant and launched a sneak attack. Before he could even react, I had already knocked him down. His martial arts skills were far inferior to mine.

The fairy, Zhang Jing, who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, had a delicate face with a rosy blush on her oval face. Her skin was fair with a rosy glow, and her big eyes sparkled like stars in the sky, revealing her as a bold and reckless person. Her long, straight nose indicated her straightforward personality, and her thick, bright red lips with upturned corners showed her strong personality. Her pointed chin indicated her coldness, and her long, glossy black hair reached her waist. She had a cold and arrogant air about her, giving people a feeling of being unapproachable, like a fairy high above.

The fairy was dressed entirely in red, the outermost layer a bright red, semi-transparent gauze long skirt, underneath which was a tight-fitting red top and skirt with short sleeves. From afar, she appeared only strikingly bright, but up close, she was breathtaking. Her slender hands and long, shapely legs, along with her petite yet curvaceous figure, were subtly revealed, making her incredibly sexy. Clearly, she was a young woman who cared a great deal about her appearance and loved dressing up.

At this moment, the fairy, with tears in her eyes, saw me pointing at Little Fish, who was about to kiss her, and couldn't help but show a slight joy. I asked her, "Do you want this villain to die, young lady?"

The fairy, who was usually ruthless, frowned and immediately replied without hesitation, "Yes!"

I picked up the red whip that the fairy had dropped from the ground, looped it around Little Fish's neck, and then pulled hard! I finished him off, and then I said to the fairy, "Are you the famous fairy Zhang Jing?"

The fairy was stunned and replied, "So what if I am? Who are you?"

I immediately said, "I am not famous in the martial arts world, but I am a great hero who specializes in teaching evil people a lesson. This brat deserves to die for trying to kiss you. You often whip others and kill people without hesitation, so of course I, the great hero, will teach you a lesson!"

The fairy, who was unable to move after being acupunctured by Xiaoyuer, shouted, "You dare?"

With a "crack," I lashed her left thigh with my whip, and her bright red, semi-transparent gauze dress was immediately torn, leaving a blood-red whip mark on her fair skin!

As the fairy cried out in pain, the white horse was startled and tried to run away. I immediately leaped up, picked up Tie Xinlan from the horse, put her on the ground, and let the white horse go. I would then go back to deal with the fairy properly.

As the fairy cried out in pain and cursed, I lashed her hands and right leg three more times, shouting, "You never hold back when you whip people, never allowing them to dodge or resist, not even to scream! Do you know how others feel now?"

The fairy immediately cursed, "I'll tear you to pieces!"

I turned her over and lashed her buttocks again, saying, "If you don't know your mistake, I'll have to keep whipping you!" I added another lash, tearing the back of her red skirt. It turned out that her underwear was also red, and through the torn underwear, two more welts could be seen on her buttocks.

Whether it was fear of my whipping or the shock of seeing her panties torn, the fairy finally learned her lesson. Knowing she couldn't afford to suffer this loss, she gritted her teeth and said, "I know I was wrong."

I said, "It's good that you know you were wrong. Will you still whip people arbitrarily in the future?"

The fairy said against her will, "No."

I laughed, "It's good that you won't whip people anymore, but you've killed quite a few people, haven't you? You deserve a lesson."

The fairy exclaimed in shock, "You...you want to kill me?"

I said, "Killing you wouldn't be a lesson. I want you to clearly understand the pain of others and how human life is created and born. After that, you will learn to cherish other people's lives." As I spoke, my hands tore open her torn outer garment, and then her inner tight-fitting clothes, bodice, and panties were also torn apart by my force.

The fairy, already too frightened to utter a sound, was turned around by me, revealing her slender figure, which I estimated to be 31.5 inches B, 23 inches, and 33 inches. Her breasts, still developing like small buns, had bright red nipples that were very eye-catching. Her left breast was noticeably larger than her right, probably because her right hand often used a whip, causing it to vibrate more and thus making it firmer. Several sternums were visible beneath her breasts. Her pubic hair grew only along the cleft, in small rectangular shapes, and was short, averaging only about half an inch long. Her skin was firm yet elastic, undoubtedly due to her frequent martial arts practice, and it felt very smooth to the touch.

The fairy regained her composure slightly and immediately started shouting curses. Because her curses were too vulgar, I won't record them all. I sealed her thick red lips with my mouth; the soft feeling was wonderful. Then, I took off my clothes.

As I skillfully removed my ancient costume, I parted my lips from the fairy's red lips and chuckled, "Scream loudly, for I want you to understand how much pain the person you killed suffered."

The fairy was stunned for a moment, then let out a loud scream and curse, which, to me, only excited me.

Actually, when I saw the young, naked fairy, my lower body was already half-erect with excitement. After rubbing against her pink, slightly protruding labia and the small rectangular pubic hairs on the cleft for a while, I immediately became fully erect.

I grabbed the fairy's thighs, which were marked with whip marks, and she immediately cried out in pain, her tears flowing freely. I spread her legs to a full 150 degrees, revealing the tender pink flesh and the small opening between her dry labia. I inserted my fully erect penis into her labia, aiming it at the opening, and slowly pushed it in with my hips. After finally getting in a little, I thrust in with all my might! With a deafening scream of pain from the little fairy, "Ah!", I broke through her hymen.

As I slowly pushed in with more force, I reached the end. At the same time, the fairy had fainted from the pain. I continued thrusting inside her, pinching her breasts with my left hand and pressing her philtrum (the area between her nose and upper lip) with my right. Soon, I woke her up.

As the fairy's cries of pain became hoarse, whether she had screamed until her throat was hoarse or realized that further cries were useless, she stopped screaming and only wept silently, unable to utter a sound.

I continued thrusting and laughed, "Hehe, the ruthless, merciless fairy Zhang Jing should now clearly understand the pain of being murdered. I am truly virtuous." The fairy almost fainted from anger and closed her eyes, but tears continued to flow.

I tried using a small amount of the ninth level of the Mingyu Gong (a martial arts technique) inside my penis, instantly creating a vortex. When I withdrew, it absorbed the tender skin and outer layer of her vagina. The fairy, who had only felt pain, also felt a strange sensation and her body trembled.

Little Fairy was a woman who had practiced martial arts since childhood, and her physical strength and pain tolerance were incomparable to those of women who had not practiced martial arts. Strong-willed, she had cried until her tears were almost dry, and knowing that further crying was useless, she stopped.

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I placed both hands on Little Fairy's developing, small, round breasts and began kneading them with the ninth level of the Mingyu Gong.

Soon, though the fairy felt intense disgust, her body experienced inexplicable and wondrous sensations. A vortex-like suction force came from her breasts and vagina, causing her nipples to harden and protrude. She even gushed forth vaginal fluid. Curious, she opened her eyes and asked in a hoarse voice, "What kind of sorcery are you using?"

It was likely the first time in her life that the fairy had ever gushed vaginal fluid. I increased the intensity of my thrusting while truthfully replying, "It is the secret technique of the Flower-Shifting Palace, the highest level of the ninth level of the Bright Jade Skill."

The fairy looked puzzled, but when she saw that the skin on my hands had become almost transparent, revealing every muscle, tendon, and bone clearly, she was utterly shocked. I added, "This is the phenomenon of the ninth level of the Bright Jade Skill."

The fairy closed her eyes again, her face showing extreme disgust, fear, and confusion, interspersed with a strange and stimulating sensation.

The martial arts of the Yihua Palace emphasize speed and counter-attacks. Now that the little fairy's vagina was full of lustful fluid, I continuously increased the speed of my thrusting, to an unbelievable degree. Moreover, I counter-attacked and pulled out during insertion, and counter-attacked and inserted again during withdrawal, probably more than ten times per second. Waves of intense frictional pleasure came one after another; and the little fairy couldn't help but let out hoarse "ee-yah-yah" sounds from her throat.

Just as I was about to climax, the ninth level of the Mingyu Skill generated a chilling force. Lianxing was ultimately killed by Yaoyue with this chilling force, but the chilling force on my rod was much weaker than the one that killed Lianxing. It not only reduced my high-temperature heat, allowing me to continue increasing the duration of my thrusting, but also gave the little fairy a special chilling and stimulating pleasure.

Taking away the virginity of a proud and beautiful woman, even though she was completely unresponsive and motionless, excited me psychologically. The intense physical friction from the incredibly fast thrusting, even with the cooling effect of the ice, finally brought the fairy to orgasm under the multiple stimulations. Her vagina kept twitching, and I couldn't hold back any longer, so I ejaculated!

With my profound internal strength, I felt no fatigue despite having just finished a battle. I left the fairy's body and saw that her lower body was flowing with white semen mixed with traces of virgin blood. I asked, "Miss Zhang, now you understand the pain of being killed and the process of creating a life. Will you not kill indiscriminately in the future? If you haven't understood it clearly, I can demonstrate it again."

The fairy immediately said in fear, "I know I was wrong."

I said, "It's good that you know you were wrong. I have done a good deed for the entire martial arts world." Then I released the fairy's acupoints and continued, "Then you must not kill again in the future..." Before I could finish speaking, the fairy could no longer control her anger and suddenly attacked me with both palms!

I had expected her to attack. When her palms were still more than a foot away from me, I used the "Shifting Flowers and Receiving Jade" move, which redirected half of the internal force that her hands were attacking in the middle of their movement, which was a way of holding back a move from her.

The fairy felt a sharp pain in both hands, then half of the internal energy she had used to attack flowed back, followed by a sharp pain in her chest. She had suffered internal injuries and collapsed, vomiting blood.

I cursed, "It seems you don't know your mistake. Well then, I'll defile you again!"

I turned the fairy over. Injured, she could only struggle weakly, but what was the use? I slapped hard on the whip marks on her buttocks. With a "smack," she immediately cried out in pain. I sighed, "Why do you do this?"

I inserted my right index and middle fingers into the fairy's vagina, dipped them in my semen, and then inserted them into her anus for lubrication. The fairy, who was injured and barely breathing, asked in a hoarse voice, "What...you despicable lecherous thief are you doing?"

The fairy tried to resist with her last bit of strength, but when I channeled my energy to draw back the red whip that had bound Little Fish, and lashed her pink back once, she calmed down a bit. Another lash, and she learned her lesson and stopped resisting. And the tears I thought she had run dry welled up again.

On one hand, I used my right index and middle fingers to dilate her anus, and on the other hand, I rubbed my softened area with my left hand, occasionally stimulating it with the icy energy, and replied, "To make you understand more clearly the feelings of the person you killed, I have no choice but to personally demonstrate it to you one more time."

When I used the vortex suction force of the ninth level of the Mingyu Kung Fu with my left hand, the blood was drawn to that area and quickly hardened. It turns out that the Mingyu Kung Fu has this wonderful use when starting or masturbating. The special stimulation caused by the vortex, combined with the suction force, produced a pleasure that was no less than the pleasure I had when I deflowered the fairy.

I used my hands to support the fairy's lower abdomen and lift her up, making her feel as if she were crawling on the ground. I knelt behind her and spread her legs a little wider, then propped her thighs up, and aimed my penis at her anus. I gripped the sides of her waist and hips tightly with my hands, and with the vortex suction force of my penis, it was easy to insert into the fairy's anus, or rather, it was like sucking her anus in and enveloping my penis. I never thought that this vortex suction force would be so convenient and easy to use.

As the fairy screamed and struggled weakly, I found it increasingly exciting and intriguing. After a few forceful thrusts, she fainted from the pain again. I supported her lower abdomen with my left hand to prevent her from collapsing, and lightly brushed her genitals with my fingers while continuing to penetrate her anus. At the same time, I pressed her philtrum from behind with my right hand to rouse her.

With a faint moan from her mouth, I knew she was awake. I pulled out my penis, which was covered in her feces, and inserted it into her recently deflowered vagina from behind.

After a while, the fairy was in excruciating pain. I thrust deeply and forcefully, and then, as I stood up, I grabbed her lower abdomen and lifted her up at the same time. At this moment, the fairy unconsciously used her hands to support herself, and I penetrated her from behind with her limbs extended.

Afterwards, I still held the fairy's lower abdomen with my right hand, and with my left hand I pulled up her left thigh, so that she could only support herself on three limbs. This way, I could penetrate deeper and thrust to the very end. But after a while, her injured arm could no longer support her, and her beautiful face slammed directly onto the ground.

At this moment, the fairy Zhang Jing was no longer the ruthless woman who instilled fear in everyone, but just a pitiful woman who was severely injured, her two orifices were being violated to the point of unbearable pain, her face pressed against the ground and probably bruised, unable to resist. I felt a little sorry for her, so I thrust into her anus again, thrusting continuously until I was excited. Without using the Cold Force to prolong the time, I ejaculated a smaller amount of semen into her anus than before.

I crouched down, looking at the little fairy who lay limp on the ground, and stroked her labia with my fingers, especially the urethral opening above her vulva. I even tried to insert my fingers occasionally. I asked, "Miss Zhang, do you understand what it feels like to be killed this time? Do you need me to personally demonstrate how to defile you again?" Actually, although I have profound internal strength, I'm not sure if I can immediately achieve a third time. Moreover, I need to save my strength for my target on this trip—Tie Xinlan.

Terrified that I was going to defile her again, the little fairy immediately cried out in a panicked hoarse voice, "No, I... I know I was wrong."

I laughed and said, "It's good that you know you were wrong. From now on, we'll have more fun every time we meet. If you want me to continue doing it to you now, you don't have to leave, and I'll demonstrate again..."

The little fairy, who should have been injured and weak all over, somehow found strength. Clutching her torn red clothes, she left naked without time to put them back on, her steps a little unsteady. Her two orifices were still flowing with fluid along the way.

The fairy maiden glanced back at me from afar with a murderous look, a fierce, intense fire that left a deep impression on me. I wondered what price she was willing to pay to kill me? How long would I be her nightmare?

When the fairy maiden saw me stand up, she immediately fled in terror, using what seemed to be the latent power that humans only unleash in a critical moment.

After washing my genitals, which were mixed with semen, feces, and traces of blood, with well water, I put my clothes back on and went to see Tie Xinlan lying on the ground.

I saw her dressed in a light, snow-white men's outfit, with delicate features, fair skin, and thin lips that were a deep pink even without lipstick. Her features were quite beautiful. On her slightly soiled white clothes, her chest was very full, and her waist was extremely slender. Although her hair was styled in a men's bun, I didn't know how long it was, but it was clear at a glance that she was a woman, probably two or three years older than the fairy maiden. If she were dressed in women's clothes and carefully made up, I believe she would be even more beautiful than the fairy maiden.

Judging from Tie Xinlan's steady breathing, I estimated she wouldn't wake up anytime soon. I wanted to see what she looked like in women's clothing, and the simplest way was, of course, to remove her men's clothes.

After carefully removing Tie Xinlan's white outer garment and underwear, I saw that she wasn't wearing a bellyband, but her chest was wrapped with many white cloth strips, making her originally high breasts appear flatter after being dressed. However, the cleavage between her breasts, now wrapped up, appeared even deeper and more alluring. When I pulled out the white cloth strips wrapped around her chest, Tie Xinlan, wearing only a pair of short trousers, clearly had a figure that surpassed that of the still-developing Xiaoxiannv. I estimated her measurements to be 33.5 C, 24, and 34.5 inches. Her breasts were semi-bowl-shaped and remained firm even when she lay down. To the touch, they felt firm yet slightly soft, much better than the still-developing breasts of Xiaoxiannv.

I noticed three dark, glossy pubic hairs peeking out from the edge of Tie Xinlan's white trousers. Just as I was about to pull down her trousers to get a better look, her breathing became rapid, and her eyelids twitched slightly. The drug had worn off quickly, so I immediately and silently retreated.

When Tie Xinlan slowly awoke, she sat on the ground, trying to regain her senses. I slowly approached her and said, "Miss."

Tie Xinlan's body trembled, and she looked up at me. Realizing she wasn't dressed, she immediately covered her chest with her hands and shouted, "Turn around! Don't look at me!" I obediently turned around. Behind me, I heard Tie Xinlan dressing. I said, "I was just passing by when I saw a woman in red say that a young man over there had stripped a young lady of her 　　clothes

with malicious intent. I told her to wrap a whip around his neck and kill him..."

The sound of dressing stopped. Tie Xinlan asked in surprise, "Is he dead?"

I replied truthfully, "He was strangled to death by that red whip. Are you concerned about him, young lady?"

Tie Xinlan sighed softly, "Alas, I don't know either. At first, I felt that this child was a bit different from others. Later, he tricked and ambushed me, but he saved me. Then, he drugged me. At that time, he said he would search me. I never thought he would be dead. And what about that woman in red?" As she finished speaking, the sound of dressing resumed.

I said, "I couldn't stand the cruelty of that woman in red, so I tried to reason with her. But she wanted to kill me too. I had no choice but to teach her a lesson. When she left, she looked at you with extremely fierce eyes and said that if she encountered you again without my protection, she would kill you immediately. What deep hatred do you have for her?"

The sound of dressing behind me stopped. Tie Xinlan didn't answer, but I heard a rapid whooshing sound behind me. She had attacked me from behind at that moment!

I immediately turned around and saw Tie Xinlan desperately attacking with all her might, using the "Crazy 108 Strikes." However, even someone ten times more skilled than her probably couldn't withstand a single move from Hua Wuque, let alone someone as vastly inferior to me. I immediately used the "Shifting Flowers and Jade" technique, but I merely pulled her fists outwards, not deflected them back.

Tie Xinlan's vision blurred, and she felt her hands go out of her control, pulling to the left and right, while her body uncontrollably fell into my arms.

The painting of a hundred beauties - Tie Xinlan (Part 3)

Tie Xinlan, her pretty face flushed as she bumped into my arms, immediately stepped back. I, of course, didn't stop her, and immediately said, "I have no grudge against you, young lady. I didn't expect you and that woman in red to be so unreasonable. I have two important matters to attend to: first, to find out who made the fake Yan Nantian treasure map; second, to find out the location of that villain surnamed Tie, who went to the nameless island four years ago. I'll take my leave now."

After saying this, I was about to leave when Tie Xinlan hurriedly said, "Please wait, young master. I was truly rude just now. I thought you were also trying to deceive me, which is why I misunderstood..." "Yes, please forgive me, young master."

I stopped and said, "With my martial arts skills, even a hundred of you, including that woman in red, wouldn't be a match for me. Why would I

need to lie to you?" Tie Xinlan thought for a moment and said, "What you say is true, young master. May I ask what this villain surnamed Tie is all about?"

I asked, "What is your name, young lady? And what is your relationship with this villain surnamed Tie?"

Tie Xinlan said, "I... I am called Tie Xinlan. I am looking for my father. I wonder if my father is the same person as the villain surnamed Tie you mentioned?"

I pretended to be recalling something and slowly said, "This person is over six feet tall, but..." He was over five feet tall, roughly square-shaped, with an unusually large head and a full head of messy hair and beard. He was none other than "Mad Lion" Tie Zhan, one of the Ten Great Villains. Could he be the girl's father?

Tie Xinlan asked anxiously, "He is indeed my father. I wonder how he is doing?"

I carefully observed Tie Xinlan's face. Beneath her long eyelashes, her eyes were veiled in a hazy light. Her beautiful eyes were like the moon hidden in the clouds. Although not as bright as the fairy's eyes, they possessed a mysterious beauty that was impossible to see clearly. They were even more attractive than the fairy's eyes. On the other hand, they made one feel that she lacked decisiveness and liked to procrastinate. Even she herself was unsure of her true feelings; her features, like her oval face, were beautiful, creating an indescribable beauty. Her long, straight nose suggested a straightforward personality, like the fairy, while her high cheekbones indicated a strong character. Yet, her thin lips suggested a delicate nature, and her pale face possessed a sickly beauty that evoked pity. Beneath her quiet elegance lay a fearless, headstrong personality, creating a striking contrast that made her unforgettable and compelling, prompting one to wonder what kind of woman she truly was. Tie

Xinlan disapproved of my gaze, but she interpreted it as me judging her suitability for the Iron Warrior's daughter, so she didn't avoid me, only revealing a shy, girlish charm. Now, her face flushed, she was incredibly alluring; her beauty could even make the arrogant Su Ying jealous. If I hadn't just slept with the fairy twice, I might have immediately taken advantage of her…

I sighed, "No matter how you look at Tie Niang, she doesn't resemble Tie Zhan's daughter at all. However, I'm willing to believe her, because she doesn't seem like someone who likes to deceive. Tie Zhan arrived at the Nameless Island about four years ago. It's rumored that whoever finds this island can learn powerful martial arts from its inhabitants."

Tie Xinlan smiled politely and said, "Thank you for believing in Xinlan, young master. May I ask your esteemed name? And where is the Nameless Island?"

I replied, "My surname is... Hua, and I am from... a sect I cannot reveal. The Nameless Island is in the east. I know how to get there, but I cannot tell you its exact location." "

So that's it...no wonder you smell like a maiden." Then, her brows furrowed, and she pressed on, "What about the fake Yan Nantian treasure map that Young Master Hua mentioned earlier?"

I replied, "Actually, there's no such thing as the Yan Nantian treasure map. That's just the back mountain of the Emei Sect, the place where the memorial tablets of the past Emei sect leaders are kept. Someone wants to provoke the martial arts world into fighting amongst themselves, and then have a bloody battle with the Emei Sect so he can profit from it."

Upon hearing this, Tie Xinlan was shocked and almost fell over. Her face filled with sorrow, she asked unintentionally, "Really?"

I knew Tie Xinlan was most shocked that I had lied to her about the treasure map. Tu then activated the ninth level of the Mingyu Gong, his skin becoming almost transparent, revealing even the tendons and bones within his muscles. Tie Xinlan's white robes fluttered without wind, drawing towards me; she struggled to maintain her balance. I said, "Judging from Tie Xinlan's reaction, I believe she is also a victim of this fake treasure. My divine skill, when practiced, doesn't release power outwards but rather draws it inwards. In combat, my power isn't depleted but rather increases by absorbing the opponent's power, making me virtually invincible. Yan Nantian's martial arts are certainly inferior to mine. What use is this so-called treasure to me? Why should I bother?" "Would I lie to you?"

After saying that, I took a step back, and the ground where my feet had just been standing had bulged more than an inch due to the suction of the vortex, like two shoe-shaped buns. Tie Xinlan seemed not to believe her eyes, squatted down and touched the bulging footprints. After a while, her pretty face flushed slightly, and she said, "Young Master Hua's skills are unparalleled, there is certainly no need for you to lie to Xinlan."

With Tie Xinlan, no matter how much time you spend or how good you are to her, even if you are willing to die for her, you may not be able to win her heart. In the novel, Hua Wuque has been meticulous and considerate to her for many years, and was even willing to die for her, but she has never forgotten Xiaoyuer, so you know that this method will not work.

She hasn't fallen for Xiaoyuer, who's younger than her, and besides, he's dead. It seems that Tie Xinlan, who loves martial arts, has become a little curious about me, a top-level martial arts master. Women in this era are very concerned about their chastity being seen by men, which is why she initially wanted to kill me. Other women might immediately marry the man who saw their naked body, but Tie Xinlan is rather special in this regard.

To win Tie Xinlan's heart, it seems the best approach is to act quickly, preventing her from overthinking and forcing her into a state of confusion where she has no choice but to agree. Therefore, I said, "Alas, the claim that one can cultivate divine skills on that nameless island is false. Everyone who comes from outside the island only suffers."

Tie Xinlan anxiously asked, "I wonder if Young Master Hua could take Xinlan to the nameless island to see my father?"

I sighed, "Alas, I also wish to protect Miss Tie from that ruthless woman in red, but unfortunately, due to our sect's rules, it's inconvenient to bring outsiders."

Hearing the name "little fairy," Tie Xinlan felt a chill and murmured, "This… I…"

I continued, "Moreover, even if Miss Tie reaches the nameless island, I'm afraid she won't be able to help your father much. And I have no relation to Tie Zhan, so even if I wanted to help, I would have no legitimate reason.

" Seeing Tie Xinlan's heart sink, I immediately said, "Actually, as long as it's not a stranger, it's fine, Miss Tie. Your beauty has truly captivated me. I accidentally saw your naked, beautiful body, and if that woman in red were to spread this throughout the martial world, it would certainly damage your reputation. You also unintentionally fell into my arms. The best solution now would be for you to marry me. Not only can I teach you some divine skills, but it would also be only natural for me to help your father-in-law on the nameless island." Tie Xinlan's

heart was in turmoil, and she didn't answer. I then said, "If you are unwilling, Miss Tie, I will have to take my leave. I hope to find that woman in red so that she cannot harm you."

After saying this, I turned to leave, and Tie Xinlan murmured, "I..." but made no further statement.

Seeing that Tie Xinlan had no intention of keeping me, and knowing that pestering her would be useless, and that being arrogant and abandoning her would only make her unable to forget me, I said coldly, "If Miss Tie is unwilling, we will never meet again in this life." Then I quickly disappeared before her eyes.

I hadn't gone far when I immediately returned silently to peek. As soon as Tie Xinlan looked at Xiaoyuer's corpse for a while, she looked in the direction I had disappeared, took a few steps and then stopped, muttering something softly. Even I couldn't hear it clearly when I used my internal energy, but the gist of it was that she was thinking about her current situation, that she was tired of escaping the fairy's pursuit, that her father was in danger and she couldn't help him, and how she would cope alone in the future. She really wanted to find someone she could rely on. Moreover, her innocent body had been seen by someone, and she blamed herself for not agreeing earlier. Then she cried, and after crying for a while, she squatted on the ground.

Alas, that's just Tie Xinlan's personality. She severely lacks decisiveness in relationships, doesn't even know what she wants, often regrets things, and is slow to realize things. She only learns to cherish things after she loses them. The better you treat her, the less useful she becomes; instead, a distant or aloof attitude is more effective.

When Tie Xinlan was crying her heart out, that was the most effective time to comfort her. I suddenly appeared in front of her, and she looked up at me in surprise. I said gently, "I really can't forget Miss Tie. I've been thinking about you ever since we parted. Even if Miss Tie doesn't want to marry me, I still hope to do something for her."

Tie Xinlan blushed deeply, lowered her head, and whispered, "Xinlan didn't say she didn't want to."

I asked knowingly, "What do you mean?"

Tie Xinlan raised her head again, but whispered even more softly, "Ha, you really are something. Not saying you don't want to means you do." I noticed that Tie Xinlan, who had just started out, seemed bolder in matters of the heart than she was later in the novel when she was older. Some people are like that. When they grow up and experience more, they become more hesitant and worry more when faced with problems. And thinking too much makes them confused and unable to make choices. When people have less experience, their thoughts are simpler and more direct. This is the principle of a newborn calf not being afraid of a tiger. Actually, there aren't many people like this, but Tie Xinlan is one of them. I even suspect that she has decision-making phobia.

I picked up Tie Xinlan, kissed her thin lips, and laughed, "We Jianghu people don't need to follow any formalities. Let's go to the cabin and consummate our marriage now."

Tie Xinlan was slightly startled when I picked her up and said, "What? Isn't it a bit too hasty?"

I laughed, "Now is the perfect time for our wedding night. It wouldn't be good if we missed it, and I'm a little afraid of losing you again."

Tie Xinlan remembered that I hadn't been seen earlier, so she didn't try to stop me. She just held me tightly.

When I saw Tie Xinlan glance at Xiaoyuer's body, I understood her thoughts and said, "Let me bury him first, okay?"

Tie Xinlan immediately nodded happily.

With a few strikes of my martial arts, I blasted a hole in the ground and buried Xiaoyuer. Tie Xinlan seemed relieved. In the novel, she probably thought Xiaoyuer had searched her body, which is why she developed strange feelings for this younger boy and remembered everything about him. But now, I've seen her naked body, and besides, whether it's the fairy chasing her or her search for her father, she only knows that she can't live without me.

The small wooden house was clearly abandoned for a long time, full of dust and cobwebs. I put my left arm around Tie Xinlan's slender waist and said, "Let me clean this place up first."

I activated the ninth level of the Bright Jade Skill with my right hand, generating a powerful vortex suction force, many times stronger than a real vacuum cleaner. Whenever a dust ball the size of a fist formed, I tossed it far outside. Then I sprinkled some well water, combined with my icy energy and suction, and the air in the room became fresh.

Throughout this, Tie Xinlan stared at me intently; a man with real skill naturally attracts women.

Tie Xinlan asked, "What is your husband's full name? Can you tell me now?"

I casually replied, "Hua... Wu... Ji."

Tie Xinlan smiled and said, "Then can Xinlan call you Brother Wuji from now on?"

I picked up Tie Xinlan and kissed her lightly, then smiled and said, "Okay, Sister Xinlan, let's begin now."

When I put Tie Xinlan on the bed, my mouth first kissed her lips lightly, then kissed her face, the tip of her nose, her eyes, and her earlobes, then kissed her deeply, and guided her to stick out her little tongue, and finally we had a wet kiss with our tongues overlapping; at the same time, my hands first gently stroked her back, then her slender waist, then her firm buttocks, then one hand was still on her buttocks, and the other hand was stroking her breasts; at first Tie Xinlan was still a little reserved and slightly resistant, but she quickly put down her reserve and let me do as I pleased.

"Enjoying the Beauty of a Hundred Beauties - Tie Xinlan (Part 4, The End)"

At this moment, I placed my hands on her breasts through her clothes, simultaneously channeling the ninth level of the Mingyu Gong to create a vortex suction force. Stimulated by this, Tie Xinlan's delicate body trembled, and with a cry of "Oh~!", she collapsed onto

the bed. While continuing to caress and stimulate Tie Xinlan with my Gong, I skillfully began to remove her outer clothes, my outer clothes, her underwear, and my underwear. Previously, she had only worn a top without wrapping the white cloth around her breasts, and now she was only wearing her panties.

When my hands caressed Tie Xinlan's breasts without any obstruction, she could no longer resist the vortex suction force that occasionally felt icy, and her whole body twisted and turned, her moans growing louder. Her nipples hardened and protruded, and her white panties were already seeping with lustful fluid, the middle part naturally becoming translucent, revealing the black pubic hair inside.

While Tie Xinlan was lost in the stimulation of her breasts, she probably didn't even know when or how I had removed her panties. Her

pubic hair was trapezoidal, not only vast but also incredibly thick and long, forming a small forest – perhaps the only trait she inherited from her father, Tie Zhan, was her hairiness. Within this dark, glossy forest, glistening white vaginal fluid created a striking contrast, further enhancing its allure. Her labia were darker, thicker, and protruding, extending more than half an inch, about five-tenths of an inch. When I used my swirling, suction-like hands to caress her labia, I pulled them out by more than two inches!

I simultaneously stimulated Tie Xinlan with my hands, using the swirling suction, and soon, whether it was the suction of my ninth level of Mingyu Gong drawing out the vaginal fluid, or whether it spontaneously gushed out through the small opening of her hymen, I don't know.

I spread Tie Xinlan's long, beautiful legs a little wider, about 120 degrees, and rubbed my semi-erect penis against her protruding labia with my right hand, asking with a smile, "Xinlan, are you willing to give your body and soul to me?"

Tie Xinlan, excited, glared at me and hummed in agreement.

I used a vortex suction technique with my right hand, and my penis went from semi-erect to fully erect. Aiming at her vulva, I slowly pushed in, the tip of my penis entering until it met the thin membrane. I placed my hands on her half-bowl-shaped breasts and rubbed them, using an even stronger vortex suction. As she reached her climax, I thrust my penis in again!

With Tie Xinlan's soft scream, "Ah~!", I saw the Hundred Beauties Picture reappear not far from the bed, now with a smaller image of Tie Xinlan writhing and twisting within it.

Because Tie Xinlan's vagina was already full of lubricating fluids, I slid in smoothly after breaking her hymen. But then I felt a sharp pain in my back!

It turned out that in her ecstatic pain, Tie Xinlan had entered a frenzied state, her hands unconsciously unleashing a flurry of "Crazy 108 Strikes" on my back! Fortunately, my skill was dozens of times greater than hers, so I only felt pain, not injury. Seeing Tie Xinlan in her frenzied state, I used a technique called "Shifting Flowers and Jade," transforming her "Crazy 108 Strikes" into "Crazy 108 Thrusts" as my penis entered her vagina! At the same time, Tie Xinlan let out a "Crazy 108 Screams"!

The Crazy 108 Strikes created by Crazy Lion Iron Warrior are not only crazy in their moves, but also affect the personality and emotions of the practitioner. Iron Heart Lan should have been a gentle and delicate woman, but she has been practicing her father's crazy martial arts since childhood. In addition to her father's inheritance, she has actually hidden her crazy nature. She can suppress it in normal times, but when she encounters certain events, such as fighting to the death with the enemy, or when she is in pain and excitement as she is now, she will lose control of herself and fall into a crazy state.

After Tie Xinlan finished her 108 thrusts, I simultaneously used her momentum to deliver another 108 powerful thrusts, each one forceful. She finally slowly regained her senses from her frenzy. My lower body, still deeply penetrating her, temporarily ceased its movements. Tie Xinlan, now fully conscious, felt excruciating pain in her newly deflowered vagina, and was bleeding from the wound. She closed her eyes, not crying out, but unable to hold back her tears. In fact, even I was struggling to keep up with the continuous 100 thrusts. If it weren't for the lubrication of her vaginal fluids, she, a virgin, would likely have fainted from the pain.

I immediately unleashed the icy power of the ninth level of the Mingyu Gong from my penis. This icy power, at its strongest, could even kill a master like Lianxing, but when used properly, besides serving as stimulation during sex and temporarily delaying ejaculation to prolong penetration, it could also be used to stop bleeding, relieve pain, and heal wounds—perfect for Tie Xinlan, who had been injured by the 108 thrusts.

I gently stroked Tie Xinlan's hair and cheeks, and asked tenderly, "Does it hurt a lot?"

Tie Xinlan kept her eyes closed, nodded immediately, and then said, "It's a little better now."

I asked again, "How about I teach Xinlan to use my mouth, and I'll use my fingers to heal her and relieve her pain, okay?"

In fact, Tie Xinlan was still in a lot of pain, and of course she didn't want my penis to remain inside her for the time being. It would be much better to use her much shorter and thinner fingers to heal her, so she nodded immediately.

I pulled my penis out of Tie Xinlan's vagina and quickly washed away the vaginal fluid and traces of her virgin blood with well water. Then I returned and slowly inserted my left middle finger into her vagina with a cold, icy force. Meanwhile, I taught Tie Xinlan how to use her mouth.

I tried the "69" position with Tie Xinlan. Under my simple guidance, Tie Xinlan first gently kissed my penis with her thin lips, especially the tip. Then she extended her delicate tongue to lick and sweep the penis, then circled it with the tip of her tongue. After that, she took the tip into her mouth, rubbing the neck of the penis with her lips. In addition to licking with her tongue, she also sucked hard inside her mouth. After a while, she tried to swallow the whole thing, then spat it out and rubbed it with her hands, while kissing and sucking her scrotum...

While she was servicing me with her mouth and hands, I not only used my "ice-cooling energy" to promote blood circulation and relieve pain in her vagina, but also dilated her vagina, occasionally stimulating her clitoris and other sensitive areas.

After a while, although Tie Xinlan still had a little pain in her lower body, she was also stimulated by my vortex suction, making her writhe and twist. She could no longer fully concentrate on giving me oral sex, so it was time to penetrate her again.

This time, I let Tie Xinlan take the initiative on top so that she could control herself and not hurt herself. Her up-and-down movements gradually increased in speed, and it was clear that she had adapted to the pain in her vagina. I also taught her to swing back and forth and rock in circles from time to time. Seeing her pair of half-bowl-shaped breasts, which were neither too big nor too small, swaying violently up and down from time to time was very eye-catching and pleasing to the eye. I couldn't help but pinch them with both hands.

I struck three points with both hands, simultaneously unleashing the vortex suction force of the ninth level of the Mingyu Gong, interspersed with the stimulation of the icy energy. Soon, Tie Xinlan reached the peak of ecstasy. I immediately grabbed her hands to prevent her from unleashing the Crazy 108 Strikes again. This time, she maintained a bit of clarity but was still frantic, and with her hands tightly held so she couldn't punch, she actually used the "Crazy 108 Sitting"!

The continuous 108 crazy rises and falls of Tie Xinlan's move, combined with the 108 crazy spasms in her vagina, gave me a stimulation and pleasure many times stronger than the Crazy 108 Insertions I had just used. At first, I only felt extremely excited. I could still quell the intense heat by using my icy energy. However, after dozens of repetitions, I felt as if I were flying in the sky. Even with the icy energy suppressing the intense heat, I eventually couldn't withstand it. Before reaching a hundred repetitions, my mind went blank, and I reached a state of forgetting everything. I didn't even realize that I had ejaculated. Unless you personally experience her Crazy 108 Sitting Postures, you won't understand the feeling, because it is truly beyond the scope of words.

After using Crazy 108 Sitting Postures, Tie Xinlan collapsed weakly against my chest. My penis, which had already ejaculated three times in a short period, quickly went limp and slid out of the hole with my semen, which was streaked with blood. I realized that her wound, which should have healed, had reopened. I immediately inserted my fingers, which were imbued with icy energy, to stop the bleeding, relieve the pain, and heal her wound.

Tie Xinlan, enjoying the cool, comfortable sensation within her vagina while being passionately embraced in my arms, drifted off to sleep in a state of blissful exhaustion. Although I possessed profound inner strength and my stamina was not a problem after our third encounter, I was mentally exhausted. My greatest desire now was to hold the naked and alluring Tie Xinlan in my arms and sleep soundly.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, I felt the blinding sunlight streaming through the broken window; it must have been morning, for I could see the light even with my eyes closed. I felt the ground tremble slightly in the naked Tie Xinlan in my arms; she must have woken up earlier than me.

I opened my eyes and saw that, bathed in the morning light, Tie Xinlan's pretty face was even more defined. Her large eyes, framed by delicate eyebrows, no longer held the hazy feeling of last night, but shone with a radiance brighter than a fairy's, like the rising sun. She gazed at me with deep affection, her fair skin flushed. Having transformed from a girl into a young woman last night, she had lost her reserved shyness and gained an indescribable allure. Having just experienced the thrill of love, she couldn't forget the exhilarating, passionate feeling, and a seductive longing appeared on her face, as if it could bewitch one's soul. Her originally quiet and refined demeanor now possessed an added touch of allure, making her even more beautiful and captivating than last night.

I couldn't resist embracing her and kissing her deeply. After half a night's rest, we had recovered our energy and strength. Tie Xinlan's advantage lay in her rigorous martial arts training from childhood, and the powerful style she practiced made her body many times stronger than women who hadn't practiced martial arts. Moreover, thanks to my divine healing and pain relief skills, she has fully recovered; if it were an ordinary girl without martial arts skills who had her virginity defiled like this last night, she would probably still be half-dead.

After the sweet first encounter, the second time became very natural. I didn't need to use the vortex suction or the icy force; simply stimulating Tie Xinlan's earlobes, lips, nipples, clitoris, and other sensitive spots with ordinary flirting techniques was enough to make her tremble all over and her lower body wet.

After half a night of rest, in the morning, my penis, without any stimulation, slowly began to rise, as if wanting to see how alluring Tie Xinlan, whose face I had made was, was.

After half a night of separation, Tie Xinlan and I were back together again without realizing it. The reason was very simple: we both needed each other. After a while of thrusting, I used the basic technique of the Yihua Palace – extremely fast and counter-thrust – thrusting at a much faster but lighter speed than the Crazy 108 Thrusts. Tie Xinlan beneath me was constantly moaning rapidly from her throat.

Before I could feel that Tie Xinlan was about to fall into madness again, I had already turned her around so that she was on top and I was on the bottom. When my penis thrust in with extreme speed, and I used the vortex suction force with occasional icy stimulation, Tie Xinlan reached another orgasm. I had already grabbed her hands and made her use that move, "Crazy 108 Sitting," again! Despite last night's experience, the 108 spasms inside her vagina this time were even more frenzied and intense than last night, as if trying to crush the penis inside. I still didn't know when or how I ejaculated; my mind was filled with a blinding white blur. "Extreme ecstasy" doesn't even begin to describe the continuous pleasure born from this frenzy. How awe-inspiring it was when 108 orgasms, which should have been wave after wave, merged together into a 108-foot-high giant wave! Everything, including all sensations, was obscured!

After regaining consciousness, I kissed the limp Tie Xinlan in my arms, then got out of bed and picked up the "Hundred Beauties Picture." Inside, there was a newly added portrait of Tie Xinlan, who was bitterly smiling as she took out a fake Yan Nantian treasure map. I wanted to do it again immediately, but I was too weak. Tie Xinlan was just too wild in bed. I could only think about which stunning beauty I should get next time.

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