The New Condor Heroes Five Greats

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Chapter One: Lu Zhanyuan Steals Fragrance and Kneads Huge Breasts; Li Mochou Hates Her Lover for Ten Years.

A Yue maiden picks lotus by the autumn waters, her narrow sleeves and light silk revealing her twin gold bracelets. She reflects her image as she plucks flowers, the flowers like her face, her heart entangled with the silk threads
.

At the head of the Chicken-Foot Creek, the wind and waves are late, the fog heavy and the smoke light, her companion from afar is nowhere to be seen. A faint song drifts from a distant boat, a sorrowful farewell leading to the
southern shore .

A soft, melodious song floats on the misty lake. The song originates from a small boat, in
which a young girl sings and laughs, rowing to pick lotus.

This is during the reign of Emperor Lizong of the Southern Song Dynasty, in Jiaxing's South Lake. Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, the lotus leaves are fading, and the lotus seeds are plump.
This song reaches the ears of a Daoist nun by the lake.

She had been standing quietly under a row of willow trees for a long time. The evening breeze fluttered the hem of her light blue Taoist robe and stirred
the thousands of soft strands of the whisk tucked around her neck. Her heart was filled with turbulent thoughts, truly a case of "her heart clashing with the silken threads."

"Zhan Yuan... it's been so long. How have you been? Hmph... if you're not doing well, or if you're already dead
, then what's the point of me coming here?" The Taoist nun gazed at the lake filled with lotus blossoms, lost in
deep thought.

"Ouch... Brother, don't touch me there! It'll be a laughingstock if outsiders see. Ah—"

A soft moan suddenly came from the lotus-picking girl in the boat. The Daoist nun used her ability to discern the wind and listen carefully.
She quickly understood the situation in the boat: her lover couldn't resist his lust and was stroking the girl's shapely buttocks from behind. The
girl was shy and dared not be intimate with her lover in broad daylight, yet she couldn't bear to scold him. Unexpectedly,
her lover was too bold. He pulled down the girl's pants in the boat, grabbed her round buttocks with his large hands, and was about to do that shameful thing.

"Hmph! Shameless." The Daoist nun blushed and spat lightly, involuntarily lowering her head and staring at
her high, prominent breasts under her light blue Daoist robe: she thought back to more than ten years ago, when she and that person were also so tender and
affectionate . These annoying things on her chest were made bigger by that rascal back then... Who would have thought... Alas!

About ten feet to the side of the Taoist nun, an old man in a green robe with a long beard stood motionless like a ghost. The nun,
skilled in martial arts, was completely unaware of his presence. The old man remained motionless, his eyes only lewdly eyeing the nun's
large breasts, tightly bound by her robe. Although the robe was loose, it was still stretched taut by her breasts, arousing
much .

However, the old man did not seem to be a lecherous man; he merely stole glances at the nun with interest, as if examining
a fine work of art.

The nun sighed, raised her left hand, looked at her blood-stained palm, and muttered to herself, "The little girl
is just singing nonsense, completely oblivious to the pain of longing and melancholy in the lyrics."

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Outside the gate of the Lu Family Manor in Nanhu, Jiaxing, a slender, beautiful middle-aged woman looked up at the
tightly closed gate, her face filled with terror.

The gate was covered in blood; without even looking closely, one could see nine gruesome bloody handprints.

"Zhan Yuan! Zhan Yuan! Open the door quickly, come out and see!" she cried out in alarm. "Yuan Jun, what's wrong?"
A middle-aged man responded, pushing open the door. He was about thirty years old, his refined appearance concealing a pair of melancholy
eyes, suggesting a deep-seated inner turmoil. He stared at the gate,
his hands as if an invisible pressure was pressing down on him. After a long while, the man
stammered, "It's her…it's her…it's definitely her, Yuan Jun, she's come for revenge."

This man was Lu Zhan Yuan, the owner of the estate, and the woman beside him was his wife, He Yuan Jun. The Lu family was a renowned martial arts family in the Nanhu area
of Jiaxing Although Lu Zhan Yuan disliked fanfare, they were still famous and
respected within a hundred miles.

At this moment, the renowned manor lord, his face ashen, stared blankly at the nine bloody handprints on the wall.

Light footsteps echoed within the manor, and a pair of soft little hands covered his eyes. Lu Zhanyuan was startled, then heard his daughter's
voice say, "Daddy, guess who I am?" This was a game his daughter, Lu Wushuang, had played with her father
since childhood, a game that always brought laughter to the whole family. Now, Lu Wushuang playfully tried the same trick again, intending to
amuse her father, but as soon as her little head peeked out the door, Lu Zhanyuan covered her eyes with his large hands.

"Shuang'er, go back quickly, don't fool around here!" Without further ado, Lu Zhanyuan pulled Lu Wushuang into the manor
. The father and daughter stumbled along, soon arriving at the manor's main hall.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you and Shuang'er?" A childish voice rang out. It was the
little girl who was sitting upright in a chair eating a peach. Her name was Cheng Ying, Lu Zhanyuan's niece, who happened to be at the manor looking for Wushuang to play.

"Ying'er, Shuang'er, stand still!" Lu Zhanyuan looked at the two girls sternly, his usual loving
demeanor completely gone. Cheng Ying was very obedient. She noticed that her uncle's expression was off, but without asking why, she pulled Wushuang to stand still.

"Zhanyuan...she...is...really Li Mochou?" He Yuanjun, who had followed behind, murmured.

"That's right, the fearsome female demon that everyone in the martial arts world dreads, our old acquaintance, the Crimson Fairy, Li Mochou."

Lu Zhanyuan seemed to be answering his wife, or perhaps he was talking to himself. A memory he never wanted to recall
bloomed in his mind...

It turned out that this Crimson Fairy, Li Mochou, was Lu Zhanyuan's first love from ten years ago.

Once upon a time, two young people met by chance in the martial arts world and fell in love at first sight. At that time, Li Mochou was
a charming and young woman, while Lu Zhanyuan, though now a righteous man, was once a dashing and debonair figure. Li Mochou was
the heir of the secretive "Ancient Tomb Sect," a sect in the martial arts
world
. She was cold and aloof, and despite her passionate love for Lu Zhanyuan, she rarely smiled. Lu Zhanyuan, full of youthful vigor, often tried to be intimate with her, but was always kicked to the ground by this icy beauty, ending up covered in dust.

Over time, even the most good-tempered man would get angry. One day, after being thoroughly beaten by Li Mochou, Lu Zhanyuan angrily shouted:
"Mochou ! You and I are lovers, yet why do you always refuse to be intimate with me? I think you're just making fun of me!"

Li Mochou blinked her large eyes innocently and said, "My master has long said that although love between men and women is
human nature, one should not imitate beasts and do intimate things. My Ancient Tomb Sect has always been pure and chaste, and we would never
..."

Before Lu Zhanyuan could finish listening, he was furious: "Mochou! I think your master is too old-fashioned!
How can men and women who love each other not have desire? And if they have desire, how can they not be intimate?"

Li Mochou asked blankly, "What... what is desire?"

"Lust is..." Lu Zhanyuan was both angry and amused. His flirtatious nature stirred, and he laughed, "Lust
is like this!" With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed a "Black Tiger Steals Heart" attack, aiming for Li Mochou's shapely, heaving breasts. Li Mochou
coldly raised her long leg, and with a loud smack, kicked Lu Zhanyuan face-first into the dirt again. Lu Zhanyuan, still furious, simply
lay on the ground, refusing to get up.

After a long while, Li Mochou softened and softly called out, "Lu Lang, get up quickly, it was Mochou's fault."

Lu Zhanyuan retorted stubbornly, "I won't get up! I won't get up!"

Li Mochou blushed and whispered, "Lu Lang, stop fooling around. Just get up, and I'll do anything
...

Are you serious?

Seriously!"

Lu Zhanyuan's anger turned to delight, and he scrambled to his feet: "Mochou, I want you to be intimate with me!"

Li Mochou said, "Only that's not allowed. My master said..."

Lu Zhanyuan pouted: "Here we go again!" "Mo Chou, I've told you, everyone has desires. If you don't believe me...
let me try!

" Li Mo Chou's eyes widened: "How do you mean?

" Seeing that this naive girl had fallen for his trap, Lu Zhanyuan couldn't help but chuckle...

That night, Lu Zhanyuan took Li Mo Chou to an inn, and under the cover of darkness, he removed Li Mo Chou's light
blue top...

"Zhanyuan! Don't touch me!" Li Mo Chou coldly slapped his hand away, covering her
well-developed breasts with her small hands...

"Mo Chou, I'm going to prove to you that everyone, including you, has desires!" Lu Zhanyuan
said seriously: "I'm asking you, how big are your breasts normally?"

Li Mochou was a little stunned. She didn't know how to describe it. After thinking for a while, she slowly said, "It's probably...
about the size of the white steamed buns that peddlers sell in the morning in Jiangnan...

" "About that size!" Lu Zhanyuan stretched out his hands, curled his fingers, and connected them to form a
circle the size of a steamed bun.

"Hmm... about that..." Li Mochou covered her chest and whispered.

"Mochou, do you believe that lust can make them this big!" Lu Zhanyuan said,
spreading his five fingers as wide as he could, imagining a sphere the size of a watermelon.

Li Mochou's eyes widened.
She couldn't help but glance down at her breasts, which were covered by her jade hands, and then looked up at the small watermelon that Lu Zhanyuan had gestured—the two were almost four or five times different. She simply couldn't believe that this
so-called "lust" could make her breasts grow to such an extent.

"I don't believe it!" Li Mochou shook her head.

"If you don't believe me, just listen to me!" Lu Zhanyuan chuckled, excitedly leaning closer: "Mochou, I
don't , just rub your breasts with my hands, and in less than two months, they'll be that big!

" "Impossible!"

"If I can't do it, I'll listen to you for the rest of my life, and I'll never disobey you!"

"Are you serious?" Li Mochou asked.

"I swear!"

"Then... okay, I'll bet with you!" The naive beauty said, lowering her fair
arms ...

Under the bright moonlight, Lu Zhanyuan stared intently at Li Mochou, not wanting to miss the sight of her delicate
pink nipples making their appearance. When Li Mochou lowered her arms, Lu Zhanyuan was stunned: those fair and
perky young breasts actually had extremely rare inverted nipples! All that could be seen were the gleaming pink areolas on Li Mochou's round, full breasts
, with a small, indented opening in the center, seemingly beckoning men to touch and play with them—
utterly alluring.

"...What are you looking at?" Li Mochou remained icy, but her long, fair neck had turned
crimson.

"Gulp..." Lu Zhanyuan swallowed hard: Mochou! Raise your hands above your head!

Li Mochou raised her hands blankly, causing her delicate breasts to bulge and stand erect. Lu Zhanyuan
trembled as he stretched out his hands, only to see the beauty's fair armpits clean and hairless, her unrestrained, indented breasts
swaying joyfully from side to side.

"Mochou! What's hidden in your breasts! I can't see your nipples, there must be something strange! Watch me suck
them out!" With that, Lu Zhanyuan rushed forward, lifted Li Mochou's breasts, aimed at the inverted nipples,
and began to suckle them, while his other hand simultaneously kneaded Li Mochou's other breast.

The sensitive nipples, never before touched, were suddenly being played with like this, and a powerful pleasure surged from the tips.
Although Li Mochou appeared normal on the outside, her ears were actually burning red, and she almost couldn't help but moan. She
clenched , trying to suppress the inexplicable pleasure.

"Mochou, you admit you have desires too, don't you?" Lu Zhanyuan suddenly tilted his head back and released his mouth with a thud.
To his surprise, Li Mochou still had a cold face, refusing to admit it.

"Hehe, Mochou, you're really stubborn. If you won't admit it honestly, I'll keep sucking..." After saying that, Lu
Zhanyuan opened his mouth wide and continued to work hard, enjoying the other breast. This playboy's sucking method was
extremely powerful. He first kept stimulating Li Mochou's left breast. After she finally managed to hold on, he started sucking
her right breast. While sucking, Lu Zhanyuan also drew circles on Li Mochou's other areola with his hand, teasing the girl's
sensitive nerves.

After several alternations, Li Mochou finally couldn't maintain her cold demeanor any longer. She let out a soft moan, as if
afraid her lover would notice. As Lu Zhanyuan intensified his kneading of her breasts, Li Mochou felt a surge of
heat flow from her nipples straight down to her lower abdomen, wetting her sacred honey pot...

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...be gentle, don't...suck Mochou there...it's so hot...ah...uh!"

It turned out that Lu Zhanyuan had suddenly reached out with both hands and vigorously rubbed the sides of her areolas. "Waaaaah...
" Li Mochou subconsciously covered her cherry lips with her small hands, but she still couldn't stop the series of soft cries. With
two "pop, pop" sounds, a pair of pink nipples, which had been hidden away like dragons, were finally forced out by Lu Zhanyuan in one breath, proudly
pointing towards the sky!

"How about it, Mochou, hurry up and admit it."

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...admit what...stop it now..." Li Mochou shook her head and
moaned .

It was the first time Lu Zhanyuan had ever heard this icy girl cry out in such a shy tone, so he certainly wouldn't give up. As she spoke...
Lu Zhanyuan grasped Li Mochou's breasts with both hands, pulling the two erect nipples together. He kissed and sucked on
both nipples, making Li Mochou unable to speak clearly. While Lu Zhanyuan sucked on Li Mochou's
breasts, making her dizzy, he secretly used his fingers to unfasten the clasp of Li Mochou's long skirt and quietly slipped them
inside. His hand, like a nimble snake, instantly captured the entrance between Li Mochou's intertwined legs, teasing it through her underpants
. Her body immediately twisted reflexively.

"No!" Li Mochou ignored the teasing of her breasts and squeezed her legs tightly together.

"Mochou, still not admitting it? You're so wet down there..." Lu Zhanyuan whispered in her ear.

"Waaah...waaah...no...I...ah...why...don't..." The icy girl
twisted her delicate body helplessly, seemingly wanting to deny it, but unable to say anything coherent.

"Mo Chou, you're so wet down there... won't you admit you're lustful?"

"Um... no... don't change the subject, we're betting on... within two months..."

"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten. Indeed, Mo Chou and I are betting on whether I can turn these 'little
steamed buns' into 'big watermelons' within two months!"

From then on, Lu Zhanyuan and Li Mo Chou began their two-month bet.

At night, Lu Zhanyuan gently caressed Li Mo Chou's delicate body in the inn.

During the day, Lu Zhanyuan took Li Mo Chou to the lush green countryside, where, in broad daylight, he forcibly stripped her of her tight-fitting clothes and made
her lie on a large rock to suckle.

On rainy days, Li Mo Chou was forced to wear a rope bib under her outer garment that barely covered her nipples, bending over and hugging a wet
tree trunk, while Lu Zhanyuan... A pair of large hands embraced her breasts from behind, wantonly fondling them.

At the end of the month, in a dilapidated temple, Lu
Zhanyuan , under the pretense of learning martial arts from Li Mochou, made her strip naked, leaving only her pale white underpants, and spar with him. After only ten or so moves, Li Mochou's breasts were aroused, her nipples swollen.
Lu Zhanyuan pressed his advantage, using a "double-handed strike," slapping Li Mochou's tender breasts from side to side with his rough palms
. Compared to the previous gentle caresses, this forceful slapping caused Li Mochou's white breasts
to glow pink. The proud Li Mochou endured the electric shock... A wave of pleasure washed
over her, and she raised her legs to kick Lu Zhanyuan, but the heavy swaying of her swollen breasts caused her to falter. Lu Zhanyuan grabbed her legs and
flipped her to the ground. That rascal, taking advantage of her momentary lapse in attention, untied the knot of her underpants from behind, exposing her
wet buttocks to the sunlight…

Early that morning, she had just squatted down to urinate, not yet dressed, when Lu Zhanyuan, taking advantage of the inn's still-sleepy state,
barged into the outhouse, lifted her bare legs from behind, one on each side, like holding a child to urinate, revealing
her pink, tender… Hu walked around the lobby again and again, finally pressing her down on the dining table. He used his
penis to vigorously poke and prod her nipples, which had been violated to the point of second puberty and were now glistening with milky light…

The innocent girl Li Mochou never imagined that in less than two months, she would be transformed from a girl with small, round
breasts into a mature woman with a pair of watermelon-sized breasts by Lu Zhanyuan. Even more astonishingly
, her originally inverted nipples were stimulated to become erect day and night, and even when she wore a bodice, their
obvious protrusions could be seen through her tight-fitting clothes.

Li Mochou also clearly noticed that the gazes of passersby who had once looked up to her like a fairy
had become hot and thirsty, as if they wanted to strip her of her outer garments, lift her bodice, and directly suckle her pair of
snow-white breasts hidden inside.

Two months later, looking at her large, high breasts, Li Mochou could only purse her cherry lips, her face
flushed with embarrassment, and remain silent…

However, one thing remained steadfast: Li Mochou adhered to the Ancient Tomb Sect's strict rules. No
matter how , she would not allow him to penetrate her most sacred little honey pot.

This became the root of the couple's falling out.

One fateful afternoon, after Li Mochou once again refused her lustful lover's request for intercourse,
Lu Zhanyuan, unable to vent his anger, suddenly flew into a rage, and the two had a huge argument. Lu Zhanyuan smashed the teapot, his clothes disheveled, and
with his erect penis still hard, he stormed out of the inn, running aimlessly until he reached a secluded spring in the suburbs.

There, to his astonishment, he saw a naked girl bathing in the gurgling spring. Her
back was so alluring, her legs so long and slender. When she turned around, she revealed a thick,
lush patch of dark hair beneath her smooth belly…

Lu Zhanyuan stood there dumbfounded, his gaze meeting the girl's panicked eyes, the scene incredibly awkward…

That girl was his current wife, He Yuanjun.

Looking back ten years later, there was no doubt that He Yuanjun had won, and Li Mochou had lost.

The eldest disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect was indeed beautiful, her breasts voluptuous and alluring, developed by Lu Zhanyuan, but her unwillingness
to offer a woman's most sacred and tempting bud meant she was
destined to lose this battle for love.

Among the江湖 (jianghu) figures, amidst grudges and resentments, this unforgettable love ultimately transformed into deep-seated resentment, a knot
in Li Mochou's heart that she could never untie.

She swore to kill him and her, but ten years ago, she was stopped by Master Yideng who happened to be passing by. Li Mochou was forced
to make a vow not to harass Lu Zhanyuan and his wife for ten years.

The lotus flowers in Jiaxing's South Lake have bloomed and withered, withered and bloomed again, and now it has been exactly ten years.

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