The Complete Chronicles of Evil Cloud

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In the room of the Xiyuan Sect leader, the most senior of the six Xiyuan Swordsmen were discussing, or rather arguing. "In my opinion, Chaoyun is the best candidate for the next sect leader. In terms of age and seniority within the sect, he is the most mature one." "Second senior brother, that's not right," said Chiyunzi, the third-ranked, while stroking his long beard. "In another month, the next sect leader will represent our sect at the gathering of the major sects in the Taihang Mountains. If it is not handled well, we may have to fight the Western Regions Demonic Sect on the spot. In my opinion, let Xiangyun do it! He has worked the hardest in our sect's martial arts, and he is at least one day ahead of the others."
"The problem is that we can't afford to clash with the Demonic Sect at this time. And if we want to achieve this goal, it would be much better to send the experienced Chao Yun." "Even if we were to negotiate, it wouldn't be our turn. The four major sects—Buddhism, Confucianism, Taoism, and Legalism—have long dominated the martial arts world. How could they possibly give us a chance to speak? Let's send someone with superior martial arts skills!" "But we also need to cooperate with other sects! It's not like we're the only ones who might be able to fight. Xiang Yun is too arrogant; other sects already have some resentment towards him. You, as his master, should reflect on your actions." "Ah, Third Brother!" Chi Yun blushed. "You're only talking about me, what about you?" "Your disciple Chao Yun is mature and steady, but his martial arts are no match for Xiang Yun. He can't even beat Xuan Yun, who is the slowest learner. How will he protect our sect in the future? I'm not biased towards my disciple, but Chao Yun's martial arts are really not good. You, as his master, tell me, isn't that right, Second Brother?" Qing Yun was so angry that he wanted to retort. Just then, "What do the others think?" Sect Leader Zi Yunzi spoke up, interrupting the argument between the two junior brothers who were always at odds. "I agree more with Second Senior Brother's idea." It was Jin Yun, the fourth brother, who spoke up. However, this was not unexpected. The eldest disciple, Zhu Chao Yun, had his skills taught by Qing Yun and him together, so naturally, he would be more biased towards him. "I actually prefer Xiangyun. When I taught him martial arts, his comprehension was really good; he seemed much better," said Baiyun, the fifth disciple. "Unlike that Xuanyun. In the martial arts tournament in his third year of training, he defeated Chaoyun and even fought Xiangyun for over seven hundred moves. I originally thought he had great potential, but who knew he learned so slowly? It took him twelve years to learn all thirty-six basic introductory moves. It's infuriating!" "Junior Sister Daiyun, what do you think?" "I have no objection," Su Daiyun said slowly. In the West Garden Sect, she was one of the most beautiful women, but she had never found a husband. In her early thirties, she was still single. Among the senior disciples, she was the youngest; even the two oldest disciples, Zhu Chaoyun and Ye Xiangyun, were older than her. If it weren't for her usual aloofness, which brought her an extraordinary charm, a young woman like her would have no status in the sect at all. "Chaoyun and Xiangyun are both outstanding disciples in the sect, ranking first in both martial arts and knowledge. They should both be capable of shouldering this responsibility." "Hmph! If he is considered to have high martial arts, then our sect truly has no talent." Chiyun's words were barbed, and Ziyun spoke up at this moment, once again silencing Qingyun's anger. Qingyunzi was much more knowledgeable than Chiyunzi, so Ziyun usually suppressed him, because at least he was more reasonable, and Qingyun was always used to yielding. "Chaoyun, Xiangyun, and Xuanyun are all our disciples. Junior brothers, please refrain from any talk of favoritism! This is a matter of great importance, and next month is the best opportunity to test the new sect leader. Therefore, I believe everyone is acting in the best interests of our sect." "Who is Senior Brother's chosen candidate?" "In my opinion!" Ziyun closed his eyes, thought carefully for a moment, and then said, "Even if I have someone in mind, you might not be able to properly assist him!" Everyone expressed their trust in Sect Leader Ziyunzi: "Whoever Senior Brother says is our sect leader, and I will absolutely not object." "Me too." Only Su Daiyun remained silent. Her icy intelligence had already discerned Ziyunzi's thoughts. If his choice were either Chaoyun or Xiangyun, he wouldn't have asked for everyone's opinion. This choice must have been completely unexpected by the Six Swords. "I've made my decision." Zi Yunzi slowed his tone to amplify the imposing presence of his words, intimidating everyone: "The next sect leader is Xuan Yun!" In the deep night, the fourth watchman's drumbeat echoed from afar. Moonlight half-pierced the room, reflecting off the naked man and woman on the bed. The woman, panting, her cheeks flushed with the afterglow of her climax, pressed her slightly damp eyes against the man's heart. "How could this be…?" "I never expected Senior Brother to make this decision." "Looks like I'll be busy these next few days." "Perhaps. The results won't be announced until the day after tomorrow, so everyone will be very suspicious these next few days. Senior Brother's decision is truly…" "Yes. I'll be busy these next two days. How can I find time to be with you? You, a young woman in the prime of your life, must be feeling incredibly lonely." "One more hour," having shed all her aloof exterior, the naked Su Daiyun was now simply a gentle and alluring woman on the bed. She embraced the man's chest, her alluring eyes gazing at his face: "Just keep me company! You
probably won't have as much time to spend with Daiyun in the future, so at least let Daiyun be happy tonight."
"Let me satisfy you properly, my little slut." "It's all your fault, making me hopelessly in love with you, even disregarding the sect rules. Daiyun has given you everything, so you must treat Daiyun well from now on!" It was nearly dawn, and Su Daiyun lay dazed on the bed. The effects of the orgasm drug had worn off, and her waist ached from last night's excessive indulgence, making her unwilling to get up. In any case, she was too tired to even open her once bright and clear eyes. She needed to catch up on some sleep before dawn. Early to bed and early to rise, the morning air—these were the secrets to her youthful radiance at thirty-two or thirty-three. As she slept, Su Daiyun dreamed of her first time five years ago, of satisfying her unbearable desires once more… The disciples of the West Garden Sect gathered in the main hall, and all six swordsmen were present. Today, the three most prominent disciples of the sect—Zhu Chaoyun, Ye Xiangyun, and Ximen Xuanyun—returned from their first expedition down the mountain. Apart from Ziyunzi, who had to maintain the demeanor of a sect leader, and Su Daiyun, who was always aloof and cold, the other four were all smiles. Zhu Chaoyun and Ye Xiangyun had both made a name for themselves down the mountain and received much praise, which naturally pleased their master. "Greetings, Master and all my senior uncles and aunts. May you be blessed with good health and happiness." Chaoyun was the first to enter. It was clear he had already bathed and cleansed himself. He always took great care of his attire for such grand occasions; his clothes were freshly changed, fitting perfectly and looking very elegant. "Xiangyun reporting for duty." Xiangyun, the least talkative disciple in the sect, also arrived. His snow-white robes were his trademark; even without bathing, he was seen as the purest and most virtuous person. Although he possessed the highest martial arts skills, he was very taciturn and not well-liked by everyone. However, he didn't care. He spent almost all his free time practicing swordsmanship, and every move he made never deviated from the standard procedure. He was practically a perfect embodiment of the word "perfect." "Xuan Yun wishes all the masters a good day." Ximen Xuan Yun walked in with a smile, still wearing the same Taoist robes he had worn when he came down the mountain. Although it was clear that the dust and sand on them had been cleaned, they still looked dirty. However, he seemed relaxed and didn't care about anything. "You all did a very good job this time." Zi Yun sat at the head of the table with a pleasant expression on her face: "Chao Yun settled the grudge between the Penglai Sect and Jinliu Manor in Shandong, and Xiang Yun killed a horde of flower thieves who had been a problem for a long time. Both of you have brought great honor to our Xiyuan Sect." "Thank you for the praise, Sect Leader. Actually, it was all thanks to Master's teachings. This disciple has no merit whatsoever."
Chao Yun was the first to speak. "This is what Xiangyun should do." "Both senior brothers have achieved so much," Xuanyun said with a smile, "I'm very happy to have benefited from your influence down the mountain." "But you, Xuanyun," Ziyun frowned slightly. Xuanyun was his personally taught disciple, always too opinionated, but he was always arrogant and disobedient to his master; yet he was quite kind to other disciples younger than him. Ziyun couldn't understand how he managed to combine arrogance and gentleness. "Why did you get into a fight with the Daoist disciples? Explain yourself." The others' expressions changed drastically upon hearing this. The four schools of Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, and Legalism had always divided the world, forming the leading forces in the Central Plains martial arts world, especially the Daoist sect, which had the largest number of disciples and seemed to have the potential to surpass the other four schools. How could he have offended them?
"This has nothing to do with him," Xiangyun interjected. "That man, relying on the power of the Dao Sect, forcibly demanded medicinal herbs from others. Although it was to save someone, his methods were too domineering, even attacking someone who didn't know martial arts. If Junior Brother Ximen doesn't act, I will." He was usually only close to Xuanyun, and in terms of martial arts, he was the only one Xiangyun respected. If it involved Xuanyun, Xiangyun would completely abandon his usual silence. "Is that so, Xuanyun?" "Yes, Master." "What happened afterward?" "According to Senior Brother, we carried that man back to the Dao Sect, apologized to the sect leader, Tie Daojun, and got him to say he wouldn't pursue the matter further." Xuanyun spoke casually, but Ziyunzi and the others knew Tie Daojun's character; this "apology" was probably not just empty words. "Alright! Since he's not pursuing this, let's leave it at that. But you all need to be careful in the future. The four Dao Lords of the Dao Sect—Gold, Silver, Iron, and Steel—are always stingy and arrogant. If you encounter them in the future, just let them have their way!" "Yes, disciple will follow Master's advice." "Report any news from down the mountain! Chao Yun, you go first." "Yes, Sect Leader!" Su Daiyun felt incredibly bored, but she couldn't leave early for the grand ceremony attended by the Sect Leader, so she closed her eyes and sat in meditation. Suddenly, she felt two pairs of eyes lingering on her. At first, she thought it was just her imagination, but the more she looked, the more she felt something was off. Those eyes were filled with lust and desire, as if they were burning with heat. It was definitely not the way her fellow disciples looked at her. She suddenly opened her eyes, her bright gaze sweeping around, but those eyes had already disappeared. She closed her eyes again, feeling those greedy eyes return. From a martial artist's intuition and a woman's sensitivity, she could tell that it wasn't the way her fellow disciples looked at her normally. She was the posthumous daughter of the founding master, thus holding the highest seniority. Besides Ziyunzi, who passed on his skills in place of his master and always treated her like a daughter, many of her senior brothers had pursued her. However, their gazes were filled with reverence and timidity for this stunning woman. None of the disciples' gazes were as unabashed. It wasn't the kind of gaze one would give her as a master or fellow disciple, nor the tenderness of fellow disciples; it was purely the gaze of someone appraising a beautiful woman. Finally, the grand ceremony ended. After dinner, everyone returned to their rooms to prepare for bed. Su Daiyun slipped into the adjacent bathroom, her exclusive privilege. Only her room was soundproof and had its own private shower room; even the other female disciples only had shared bathrooms. Removing her clothes, Su Daiyun looked at herself in the mirror with a hint of resentment. Her slightly pink skin was so beautiful, her firm breasts and tightly pressed legs displaying just how exceptionally alluring she was. Approaching her late twenties, Su Daiyun was still unmarried. Every few days, a strange sensation would suddenly strike her body, becoming more frequent with age. She could only relieve herself with her delicate fingers, sometimes rubbing her lower body with a blanket, but this only provided temporary pleasure, leaving the emptiness within her unresolved. Today, ever since someone had teased her with their gaze in the main hall, Su Daiyun had felt uneasy. That feeling of being violated and possessed, usually reserved for the dead of night, had lingered over her all day. But who would have known that beneath her icy exterior lay such a fiery passion? Her cheeks flushed, Su Daiyun finished her bath, wrapped herself in a towel, and emerged, feeling her legs tremble and weak. The caresses had been too intense. Su Daiyun realized that she had pinched her soft breasts, leaving red marks that were now somewhat painful. Suddenly, she felt it again, that burning, teasing gaze returning to her, now fixed on her half-naked back. Su Daiyun had wondered who was looking at her with such greedy, lustful eyes. Was it the mature and experienced Chaoyun, the silent and unapproachable Xiangyun, the smiling Xuanyun, or perhaps her fifth senior brother, known for his lecherousness before they entered the sect? She didn't know. Just now, in the bathtub, as he vigorously caressed her fragrant body, Su Daiyun was completely lost in the moment. She even thought she was being passionately loved by a man, her gushing fluids filling the tub, requiring her to change the water several times. Who was it? She felt her heart pounding wildly, as if it were about to leap out of her mouth. If it was Chaoyun, then so be it; with her martial arts skills, she could definitely resist his advances. But what if it was Xiangyun? She wasn't sure she could beat him, especially now that she was almost completely naked. She couldn't let her senior brothers in! Turning around, Su Daiyun almost cried out in surprise, "So it's you." She never expected that the person who would sneak into her boudoir at this moment, intending to assault her, would be him! "Master's aunt... no, it's Daiyun. Anyway, I don't see you as my master or master's aunt now, I just want to pluck this flower from your lap." Without saying a word, Su Daiyun made her move, her slender fingers aiming straight for her opponent's eyes. She really disliked the way those eyes were looking at her, so lustful and unrestrained. The newcomer gently raised his left hand, the tiger's mouth touching Su Daiyun's pulse point. Su Daiyun felt all the strength in her body completely disappear with that touch. The man's left hand slowly caressed hers, as gently as if playing with fragile porcelain. Su Daiyun felt in horror that with the gentle touch of that hand, her will to resist slowly disappeared, and she couldn't even muster the strength to break free. Su Daiyun couldn't close her eyes, watching the man walk out from the dark corner, his erect penis so ferocious in the dim moonlight. As he advanced, Su Daiyun staggered backward, her bare feet trembling on the cold ground, the sensation spreading to the man's hands. Su Daiyun's only remaining left hand gripped the towel tightly around her body; she didn't want to remain naked before him. She only stopped when her bare back touched the wall, as cold as the ground. The man pressed Daiyun's slender, white right hand against the wall, watching as she stretched out her arm, revealing the fine, thick, dark, glossy skin beneath. He slowly pressed down, squeezing the nipples that protruded beneath the towel, which even the towel couldn't conceal, and inhaled the faint, virginal fragrance emanating from Daiyun. "You were so unrestrained when you came here, yet you refuse to share with others?" "You...you saw?" Daiyun could feel the tremor in her voice. If even her wanton masturbation in the bathtub had been completely witnessed by him, then... Daiyun felt her cheeks burning red; extreme shame weakened her, and she lost all will to resist or protect herself. "I saw it. And I promise, I can give you a pleasure you'd never experience on your own, believe it or not?" The man lowered his head, gently licking Su Daiyun's neck, his tongue sending shivers down her spine. Even losing her virginity under these circumstances wouldn't be a problem. He picked up the limp, warm body of Su Daiyun and carried her to the bed, letting her towel fall to the floor. One hand teased her entrance, causing Daiyun to writhe involuntarily. The man wasn't in a hurry; he was enjoying the foreplay. Su Daiyun, however, was suffering. The man's body and hands roamed over her, not wanting to miss a single inch of her skin. His tongue occupied her highly sensitive nipples, sucking until they hardened and her areolas swelled. Her previously dried lower body was now dripping with vaginal fluid, and her warm entrance was wet and sticky, the thick fluid coating the man's fiery hot penis. The penis, lightly touching her delicate thigh, grew larger and hotter. Su Daiyun could feel that the man's actions alone were enough to make her lose control. Even if there wasn't a significant difference in their martial arts skills, just letting him touch her would make her involuntarily offer herself to him. Abandoning her dignity and pride as a martial arts master, Su Daiyun laboriously raised her upper body, which had become languid and weak from the man's teasing, and whispered in his ear, "I...I can't take it anymore." "How about it? I don't want to be accused of raping my martial arts master." "You're so bad." Su Daiyun blushed, and the confident and intelligent woman knew that the man was waiting for her surrender, waiting for her to offer herself up, body and soul, for him to savor: "Dai...Daiyun surrenders, my...my man, come on!" "Say welcome." "Welcome to what?" "Welcome to your little cunt!" He gently poked her with his finger, causing Su Daiyun to let out a soft moan that sounded like a mixture of pleasure and pain. Of course, she was unwilling to surrender so easily. If she did, she would be completely under his control, with no way to escape. But the man's flirting skills were undeniable. Su Daiyun felt her body burning, her heart in turmoil, and she involuntarily twisted her slender waist, letting the tingling, itchy walls of her vagina meet the man's touch. The more he touched, the more it tingled and itched, but the constant surge of tingling sensations made Su Daiyun helplessly surrender to the man's unrestrained hands. Under the powerful impact of lust, even a beauty as cold and aloof as Su Daiyun finally broke down, responding to the man's actions with a mixture of resistance and acceptance. Her slender hand gently caressed the incredibly hot penis; clearly, the man on top of her had been holding back for a long time. "Welcome...to...my place," she gasped, completely surrendering, offering her body. The shame made her whole body burn, and the man pressed against her felt a surge of pleasure. "Have you finally asked me to take you?" "Louder." "Welcome." Tormented by lust, Su Daiyun felt tears slide down her burning cheeks, turning into steam, having no effect whatsoever on cooling her burning desire. "Louder, I like to hear it, to hear you unable to bear it." "Welcome," Su Daiyun cried out softly. Only then did the man pry her apart.Her legs, tightly clamped around his fingers, were already sticky with the fluid trapped between them. Her pink, tender, smooth, and adorable labia were parted, their beauty, glistening with juice, awaiting the man's powerful touch. The man shifted his lower body, bringing his erect and thirsty penis to the entrance, gently rubbing it. With her eyes closed and moaning, Su Daiyun felt the scraping force increasing, causing her to gush with lustful fluid. Slowly, he thrust in, gently widening Su Daiyun's virgin passage, stretching it wider and wider. Su Daiyun felt a burning pain as her lower body was stretched by the enormous thing, but she couldn't cry out. The man had already silenced her with a kiss, his tongue sweeping over her clenched teeth, even enticing her delicate tongue. Slowly, he spread her open. His penis had already broken through her virginity, searing the tight walls of her vagina with an itchy sensation. Although the wetness made Su Daiyun blush, the man knew that if he went all the way in, the beauty beneath him would not be able to bear it. He could only grind slowly, enjoying the wonderful touch of caressing her smooth, jade-like skin. Su Daiyun's pain disappeared, and the ubiquitous hands brought an omnipresent wave of tingling and itching, causing her to arch her back, tightly enveloping the man's deep penis, enjoying the soul-stirring heat. He let this once icy-cold senior nun hold her, and the man began to thrust. The thrusts became larger and larger, and Su Daiyun couldn't help but moan softly, twisting her hips, letting her secret passage be completely burned by the fire. A tingling, itchy, and numb sensation washed over her nerves, causing her to shed her snow-white exterior and wholeheartedly respond to the man's penis, letting out wanton moans. The exquisite sensations carried her to the heavens, and she gasped for breath, her body gasping for air, her vaginal fluids gushing forth, reaching a blissful state. The man held back, only ejaculating after Su Daiyun had reached an unimaginable climax. Su Daiyun, who had never experienced intimacy, felt a surge of pleasure from the hot semen, almost fainting. "Is it comfortable, my beauty?" "Mmm..." Su Daiyun curled up in the man's warm, fiery embrace, too comfortable to utter a word, letting his semi-erect penis remain inside her. "Do you still want me, my little slut?" "You've already taken everything from me, what else can I say?" Su Daiyun buried her flushed, beautiful face in the man's arms after her intense pleasure: "Do whatever you want, do whatever you want to me, I'm just a withered flower, what can I do to you?" "I'm sorry, I was too hasty. Don't be angry, okay?" "Okay. But..." "But what?" "Don't call me a slut, it sounds awful." "Then can I call you sister?" "No, you can call me little sister. Under your hands, Daiyun has no resistance at all, I'm as weak as anything." "Don't be angry, my good sister. Let me make it up to you, okay?" "What can you make it up to?" Su Daiyun raised her tear-streaked, blushing face: "You've taken everything from me, my chastity is a girl's..." "Home is the most important thing. What am I going to do now?" "I'll come every night from now on, so you can have a happy night every night, okay?" "You're so annoying." "Can I do it again?" "No, please." Su Daiyun sighed, letting the man pull out his penis. Blood and vaginal fluid overflowed as he withdrew, staining the bed: "You hurt me so much just now. It was your first time, and you were so rough. What am I going to do now? I'm afraid to sleep." "It always hurts the first time. It will be much better after that." The man gently patted Su Daiyun's bare back, comforting her, as he wiped the mess and grime from the bed: "You had a lot of fun just now, didn't you? It's much better than what I had before!" "Mmm." The woman, her eyes half-closed, responded softly. These words made her so shy that she didn't know what to say. She was too embarrassed to answer, but she couldn't let him think that she could do it with her hands, could she? What if he didn't come again? "I promise, every time I come, I'll bring you just as much pleasure, otherwise..." Busy with her hands, Su Daiyun could only silence him with her delicate, luscious lips, letting him tease her for a while before she could finally speak. "I believe you, don't make such a vow. I'm just afraid... I'm just afraid..." "I'm just afraid I can't come, and then your nights will be unbearable?" "You naughty boy," Su Daiyun said coquettishly, "It's all your fault that I can't resist. You have to come, otherwise I'll suffer terribly." "With such a beautiful sister, it would be hard for me not to come." "I've entrusted my life to you, don't betray me." The man's reply was another round of caresses and flirtation, causing Su Daiyun to go limp again until she climaxed, casting aside all her virginity shyness. ...It's been five years, my dear brother, I still love you to death. Su Daiyun woke up from her dream. The blanket her lover had covered her languid, exhausted body with before he left was soaked again. Luckily, he hadn't helped her get dressed, or who knows what would have happened. [Last edited by scofield1031]"Such a stunningly beautiful older sister, it would be hard for me not to come." "I entrust my life to you, don't betray me." The man's reply was another round of caresses and flirtation, causing Su Daiyun to go limp again until she climaxed once more, casting aside all her virginity shyness. ...It's been five years, my dear brother, I still love you to death. Su Daiyun woke from her dream. The blanket her lover had covered her languid, exhausted body with before he left was soaked again. Luckily, he hadn't helped her get dressed, otherwise, who knows what would have happened. [Last edited by scofield1031]"Such a stunningly beautiful older sister, it would be hard for me not to come." "I entrust my life to you, don't betray me." The man's reply was another round of caresses and flirtation, causing Su Daiyun to go limp again until she climaxed once more, casting aside all her virginity shyness. ...It's been five years, my dear brother, I still love you to death. Su Daiyun woke from her dream. The blanket her lover had covered her languid, exhausted body with before he left was soaked again. Luckily, he hadn't helped her get dressed, otherwise, who knows what would have happened. [Last edited by scofield1031]

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