[Wuxia] The Great Tang Dynasty's Hunt for Beauties (Complete) - 14

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Chapter 85 Mother and Daughter Sharing a Husband

Upon hearing this, the dignified Shangguan Yu lowered her head and said shamefully, "Mother, Yu'er knows her sins. This matter is Yu'er's fault, it has nothing to do with Yan Nantian. Mother, punish Yu'er if you want!"

The little guard hurriedly said, "No, it was I who seduced the Fourth Madam. This matter is my fault, Madam, punish me if you want!"

Seeing her former man so protective of her daughter, Dongfang Xiaoyu felt a pang of bitterness and resentment, and snorted, "I didn't expect you two to have such a deep relationship?"

The little guard looked at Dongfang Xiaoyu ambiguously and said, "Little slave, as long as you behave well, your master will also love you."

Hearing this, Dongfang Xiaoyu and her daughter both cried out in surprise. Shangguan Yu looked at the little guard in shock and said, "You, what did you just say to my mother?"

Dongfang Xiaoyu was alarmed. Her little darling had called him that; wouldn't Yu'er find out about their affair?

The despicable young man seemed oblivious, calmly saying, "Little slave girl!"

Shangguan Yu stared at the young guard in disbelief, then glanced at her mother, stammering, "You, you..."

Dongfang Xiaoyu was mortified. "Now my daughter knows everything!" the beautiful woman thought reproachfully, pinching the young man's large mouth. The man chuckled indifferently, pulling Dongfang Xiaoyu closer to sit with her daughter, saying, "Fourth Madam, since you know, that's fine. From now on, we're family."

As he spoke, the lustful young man's hands caressed the bodies of the beautiful mother and daughter. The thrill of mother and daughter sharing a madam, breaking taboos, instantly aroused the young man several times over.

Upon hearing the young man's words, both Dongfang Xiaoyu and her daughter trembled, then stared at each other in disbelief. Dongfang Xiaoyu looked at the young man who was touching her in front of her daughter and asked, "You... what family?"

The young man forcefully pulled the beautiful, elegant woman, who looked like a celestial being, into his arms and said, "You are my woman, and your daughter is my woman too. Aren't we family?"

Shangguan Yu was shocked. She looked at Dongfang Xiaoyu in surprise, then at the young man and said, "You, you... Mother, what's going on?"

In an instant, her face turned pale. Heavens, what was she supposed to do? The man who had just been acting so improperly on her body was actually her mother's man. Moreover, her mother had betrayed her father and was having an affair with this young man who was much younger than her.

Perhaps Dongfang Xiaoyu, who had thought the same thing as her daughter, was so ashamed that she wanted to bang her head against the wall. How was she supposed to answer this? Was she supposed to tell her daughter, "Yu'er, you have to understand your mother. Your father has been dead for so long, and I couldn't stand the loneliness, so I found a man?" After a long, long silence, the beautiful woman uttered a few words: "Yu'er, Mother, I'm sorry to your father."

Hearing her mother admit to her incestuous relationship with the young man, Shangguan Yu felt her heart shatter, overwhelmed with hatred, bitterness, and a hundred other emotions. She cried out, "How could you do this?" The young man, who

was smugly holding the mother and daughter, heard their conversation and thought, "This is going to be terrible."

He immediately hugged his daughter tighter and said, "Fourth Madam, you have to understand. She's a woman, a normal woman. She gets lonely too, and she's an ordinary person. Your father has been dead for so long; it's normal for her to find a man."

Dongfang Xiaoyu thought, 'What kind of explanation is this? It's like treating me like a sexually frustrated woman.' However, the beautiful woman couldn't find a better reason, so she could only remain silent for a moment, preparing to face her daughter's questioning.

However, things didn't turn out as she expected. After a while, her daughter, Shangguan Yu, sighed softly and said, "Mother, you've suffered so much these past years. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that just now."

Shangguan Yu had the same experience as her mother, so she naturally knew her mother's suffering.

The beautiful woman, Dongfang Xiaoyu, looked at Shangguan Yu in surprise and said, "Yu'er, you..."

Shangguan Yu smiled and said, "Mother, Yu'er has had the same experience as you. I know the loneliness and bitterness of those long nights spent alone in an empty room. From today onwards, he's yours."

Hearing this, the young man was greatly displeased. What did he mean by "giving him to you"? What did he take me for? The young man snorted and said, "I am myself, not a commodity. I won't give myself to anyone. If you want me, it can only be the two of you serving me together."

Shangguan Yu exclaimed, "How can that be?"

Upon hearing that this young man wanted her and her mother to serve him together, the beautiful woman, Shangguan Yu, felt not only shock but also a strange, inexplicable pleasure. That ambiguous, unrestrained pleasure spread rapidly through her heart like a poison.

The young man forcefully pulled his mistress, who was about to leave, closer, saying, "What's wrong with it? Weren't you enjoying yourself just now?"

Dongfang Xiaoyu, who hadn't spoken for a long time, said, "Yu'er, I think what he said is acceptable."

Hearing her mother say the same thing, Shangguan Yu stared wide-eyed at the woman who was perfect in her eyes, and said, "Mother, how could you..."

She really couldn't believe that her always dignified mother would say such a thing, actually wanting her daughter to share a husband with her.

The beautiful woman said, "Yu'er, you're so generous in giving her to your mother, so I can't be so selfish, enjoying myself alone without considering your feelings! Besides, if you don't tell, I don't tell, and he doesn't tell, who will know?"

The young man laughed loudly, "Good, this way we can kill two birds with one stone, and neither of us will suffer in the future."

Shangguan Yu finally snapped out of Dongfang Xiaoyu's reverie after a long while. The thought of having her mother serve a man together filled her with shame, and she called out, "Mother..."

Dongfang Xiaoyu took her beloved daughter's hand and said, "Yu'er, it's settled then. He's very strong, and he'll definitely satisfy both of us."

As she said this, for some reason, her dignified face suddenly lit up with excitement, and she trembled as she said, "Yu'er, do you know? When I heard that I would be serving my master with Yu'er, my body was so excited that I got wet down there."

Shangguan Yu stared dumbfounded at the woman in front of her, wondering if she had mistaken her for someone else. She never expected that her usually dignified and virtuous mother would say such obscene things. The young man said, "Little slave, are you so wanton that you want it? If you do, I'll satisfy you."

As he spoke, he gave the beautiful woman, Dongfang Xiaoyu, a hard slap on her plump buttocks.

Seeing the young guard dare to hit his mother, Shangguan Yu was furious. She glared at him and said, "You, why are you looking for my mother?"

Before the young guard could explain, Dongfang Xiaoyu said, "Yu'er, don't blame me. Actually, I know my limits. That slap looked hard, but it didn't hurt at all. It was actually itchy and quite pleasant." A blush

crept onto her jade-like face.

Shangguan Yu looked at her mother with wide eyes and said, "Mother, why are you speaking up for him?"

Dongfang Xiaoyu hurriedly said, "Yu'er, Mother didn't speak up for Master. If you don't believe me, let Master hit you and see."

The beautiful woman Shangguan Yu blushed and said angrily, "I don't want to!"

The young man said, "Alright, you two stop talking. Now tell me, who should Master favor first?"

Dongfang Xiaoyu glanced at her daughter shyly and said, "Master, I interrupted your good time with Yu'er just now. Now Master will continue to favor Yu'er and let her enjoy herself to the fullest!"

The beautiful woman Shangguan Yu quickly shook her head and said, "Nantian, you should do my mother first. My mother has suffered so much. Let my mother feel comfortable first!"

Dongfang Xiaoyu said, "No, Yu'er, Mother is fine. I know it's very uncomfortable to be interrupted in the middle of that. You do it."

Shangguan Yu said, "No, no, you're my mother, I should give way to you." The

somewhat annoyed young man said, "Alright, you two aren't strangers, stop this back and forth, just do it together."

The beautiful woman, Dongfang Xiaoyu, exclaimed, "This can work?"

The young man laughed loudly, "I have many tricks up my sleeve, what can't I do? Alright, now you two will listen to my orders."

Dongfang Xiaoyu said, "As long as it's pleasurable, I'll obey your orders."

At this moment

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Shangguan Yu blushed and looked at the little guard, saying, "Is it like this?"

If so, she would be face to face with her mother, something she had never done before. This was the first time she had been so close to her mother, whom she had idolized since childhood. Shangguan Yu felt shy and a little nervous.

Chapter 086 Mother and daughter's joy

Dongfang Xiaoyu said, "Yu'er, we will do whatever Master says."

Hearing her mother say that, the beautiful woman Shangguan Yu had nothing to say and lay down comfortably.

The mother and daughter were of similar height. When they lay down, their four snow-white and slender legs intertwined, belly to belly, breasts pressed together, face to face, breaths connected. Even more wonderful was that the fragrant stream between their legs was tightly connected. Although she knew lying together would be incredibly intimate, she hadn't expected it to be this intimate. Dongfang Xiaoyu's face flushed crimson, and she shyly called to her beloved daughter, "Yu'er, are you alright?"

Being close to her idol mother, Shangguan Yu's heart suddenly raced. She said, "Mother, Yu'er is fine. Yu'er never imagined there would be a day like this with Mother."

Her tone was filled with excitement.

Dongfang Xiaoyu said, "Yu'er, Mother never expected it either."

Seeing the mother and daughter so close together, the young man behind them could no longer resist. The thrill of mother and daughter sharing a husband, breaking taboos, had already driven him mad. The young man roared, "Daughter, I'm coming!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a soft moan from the beautiful woman, Shangguan Yu. Seeing her beloved daughter's pained expression, Dongfang Xiaoyu asked with concern, "Yu'er, how are you?"

The beautiful woman, Shangguan Yu, grimaced and said, "Mother, it hurts so much!"

Dongfang Xiaoyu comforted her daughter, "Yu'er, it's alright. I've experienced that kind of pain too. It'll be fine in a little while."

Then she turned to the excited young man and said, "Master, could you be a little gentler?"

The beautiful woman, Shangguan Yu, looked at Dongfang Xiaoyu curiously and said, "Mother, didn't you already give birth to me? Why does it still hurt?"

Dongfang Xiaoyu chuckled and said, "My silly daughter, this has nothing to do with whether you've given birth before. It's mainly because… most importantly, Master's thing is too big."

The beautiful woman, Shangguan Yu, hummed in agreement. "Yes, his is huge, much bigger than Si Lang's. It was the second time he entered Yu'er's body, and Yu'er still felt a lot of pain, like her body was about to split open."

Dongfang Xiaoyu laughed, "Good daughter, a man's big thing is a treasure, just enjoy it."

Saying she would enjoy it, she immediately began to enjoy it. As soon as she finished speaking, the young man inserted his thing into her body. The beautiful woman let out a satisfied cry, joyfully saying to her daughter, "Yu'er, Mother, it feels so good!"

After she finished speaking, it was her daughter's turn to enjoy it. Standing behind the beautiful mother and daughter, the young man would insert his thing into his daughter's body one moment, and into his fairy mother's body the next, up and down, making the beautiful mother and daughter feel pleasure again and again. Similarly, the young man, enjoying the beautiful bodies of the mother and daughter, was also extremely excited. For a time, the room was filled with boundless spring, and the sounds of bodies colliding echoed incessantly.

She didn't know how much time had passed before the beautiful woman, Shangguan Yu, awoke from her tingling sensation. She found herself lying on the broad chest of the young guard, her mother nestled in his arms, a look of blissful contentment on her face. For decades, she had never felt so safe and peaceful. Her gaze shifted downwards, noticing her dignified mother's hand gripping the man's still enormous, though limp, member. Seeing this, she couldn't believe her usually demure and virtuous mother had been so wanton. She recalled the intense, almost frenzied, lovemaking she and her mother had just shared with this young man. Lost in thought, Shangguan Yu was confused, unaware that the young man had woken up until he touched her breast.

Seeing the young guard smiling at her, Shangguan Yu's heart pounded, her face flushing. She said softly, "You're awake,"

lacking any semblance of lady-in-waiting composure. The young guard said unhappily, "Why did you call me the wrong person? Didn't I tell you to call me 'Good Father'?"

He then slapped the beautiful mistress hard on the buttocks.

The slap left five finger marks on the woman's ample bosom. Despite being hit by this disrespectful servant, the woman wasn't angry at all; her face simply flushed crimson with embarrassment. This young man actually wanted her to call him "Good Father"—how could she? She was old enough to be his mother. However, upon further reflection, she realized her mother was this man's adorable little slave girl, and also his concubine. He was naturally her mother's husband, and she was her mother's daughter. Based on this strange relationship, he was indeed her father, albeit a cheap one. But she was also his woman! Thinking this, the woman felt a headache coming on. Good heavens, how could she possibly understand this bizarre relationship?!

Seeing that the beautiful woman Shangguan Yu hesitated to acknowledge him, the young man tempted her, "Good madam, call me quickly, and I'll give you candy later."

The beautiful woman Shangguan Yu chuckled inwardly. *Give me candy? Do you think I'm a three-year-old? You want me to call you? I won't! Let's see what you do then!* The beautiful woman didn't call him for a long time, and the young man grew impatient. Suddenly, an idea struck him. He patted Dongfang Xiaoyu, who was in his right arms, and said, "Little slave, I know you're awake."

With a pat from her domineering master, Dongfang Xiaoyu slowly woke up and pretended to be curious, asking, "What did you call me for?"

Actually, she had already heard the conversation between the young man and her daughter. But how could she explain such a thing? The young man seemed to have been angered by something and said, "Little slave, your daughter won't call me 'good father,' so please make her call me!" Hearing

this, Dongfang Xiaoyu almost burst out laughing. Who in the world was so lazy! But after laughing, she was at a loss for what to do. On one hand, the young man's orders were not to be disobeyed; on the other hand, did she really have to make her daughter call a man much younger than her "father," especially one with whom her daughter had already had a relationship?

Seeing that the young servant girl remained silent for a long time, the young man grew anxious and patted her shoulder, saying, "Little servant girl, I'm begging you, please tell your daughter to call me 'father,' and I'll reward you handsomely later."

Dongfang Xiaoyu asked playfully, "What will you reward me with?"

The young man replied, "Something good."

"What good thing?"

"The most precious thing on my body. You'll find out soon enough."

"Alright."

After speaking, the beautiful woman Dongfang Xiaoyu turned to her daughter and said gently, "My dear daughter, just call him 'father.'"

The beautiful woman, Shangguan Yu, was astonished that her mother would make her call this former servant "father" for such a precious item. She exclaimed anxiously, "Mother, what's wrong with you?"

Dongfang Xiaoyu laughed, "What's the big deal, my good daughter? It's all just a joke. He's my father, and you're my daughter, so you should call him 'father' too."

Shangguan Yu hesitated for a long time before softly saying, "Father."

After speaking, her face turned as red as paper. Amidst her shyness, a forbidden pleasure quietly welled up within her. The young man laughed heartily and said, "Good, good daughter. Haha, I'm so happy today."

He then said to the shy, beautiful woman, "Good daughter, come to my side."

Upon hearing this, the beautiful woman, Shangguan Yu, had no choice but to sit down next to the young man. As soon as she reached him, the young man swept her up in his arms and placed her on his lap, saying, "Good, truly wonderful." He

then kissed the beautiful woman's jade-like face passionately, while his hand touched the jade rabbit on her breasts, which he had never tired of touching. The beautiful woman, thinking that she had just called him "father" and he had already pulled her onto his lap to sit with her mother, felt this was a bit much. She immediately said, "Good father, you're my father, how can you do this?"

The young man laughed loudly, "What's wrong with that? You're my daughter, but you're also my woman. What's wrong

with my woman sitting on my lap?" Dongfang Xiaoyu, sitting on the same man's lap as her daughter, asked, "Master, didn't you just say you were going to give me something good? What is it?"

The young man laughed loudly, "Alright, you wait."

He then suddenly pressed the beautiful woman, Dongfang Xiaoyu, down beneath him, saying, "Little slave, I'll give you my good thing."

The simple-minded woman asked, puzzled, "Master, if you're going to give me something good, just give it to me. Why do you have to press me down like this?"

The young man said, "This thing of mine is very strange. Only by giving it to you like this can you receive it."

He then rubbed his already hard member, which had been touched by his daughter, between the beautiful woman's legs.

The beautiful woman finally realized what was happening and said, "Master, the good thing you were talking about is this?"

The young man laughed, "Yes, isn't it the most precious thing on your body, Master?"

What could Dongfang Xiaoyu say at this moment? She could only blush and scold, "Master, you're so naughty."

The young man laughed, "Then do you like this precious thing of mine?"

Dongfang Xiaoyu said shyly, "I like it."

Although her voice was very soft, her daughter Shangguan Yu, a martial arts expert, still heard it. After looking at the young man for a while, she fixed her gaze on her mother.

Chapter 87 The Witch Wanwan

She really couldn't believe that her usually dignified and well-mannered mother would be so wanton and shameless. She actually said that he liked men's things, and that the man had only rubbed his between her legs a few times, and her mother was already wet. Was this person really her mother? Without a doubt, this woman was indeed her mother. Oh well, as long as her mother was happy. Her mother was really happy!

The young man laughed loudly, "Alright, today I'll give you a quickie."

He then called to the beautiful woman behind him, Shangguan Yu, "Daughter, come help your father."

Shangguan Yu was shocked again. What? He actually wanted her to help him with his own mother? Although she felt a pang of resentment, she still went behind the man, placed her hands on his penis, and pushed it forcefully towards her mother. When the force was exhausted, her mother let out a satisfied, blissful "Oh." Behind the young man, Shangguan Yu clearly saw the happiness and satisfaction on her mother's face as her man thrust into her. At that moment, Shangguan Yu cried.

Her mother was finally happy.

The young man was greedy. Although he already had his beautiful mother beneath him, he didn't let go of his beautiful daughter. He pulled his daughter close, forcefully placing her on his mother's body, roughly caressing her full breasts with his hands, tearing open her lips, and thrusting his tongue inside, making a passionate lovemaking.

Inside the room, at the same time, the pleasurable moans of the stunning mother and daughter echoed. The young man, enjoying the beauty of their bodies, was intoxicated, seemingly tireless, thrusting in and out of the mother's body while his lips entwined with his daughter's, his hands caressing her exquisite form. The

bewildered Shangguan Yu suddenly shuddered, for she discovered a pair of hands on her breasts. These hands were delicate and warm, definitely not a man's hands, especially since a man's hands were currently between her legs. These hands could only be hers… In an instant, Shangguan Yu trembled and cried out, "Mother…"

"Yu'er, don't call me Mother, call me Sister."

The voice behind her was seductive, with a seductive quality that penetrated to the bone.

Shangguan Yu said, "How can that be? You are my mother."

"You are his woman, and I am his woman too. You should call me Sister."

As she spoke, Dongfang Xiaoyu's hands continued to knead her daughter's breasts.

The beautiful woman, Shangguan Yu, let out a soft "Ah!" and remained speechless for a long time. Undoubtedly, her mother's words held some truth.

"Yu'er, call out, call out! Mother likes you calling her 'Sister Mother'."

As she spoke, her mother's right index finger and thumb were pinching and caressing the two nipples on her daughter's breasts.

The beautiful woman, Shangguan Yu, seemed to understand something and let out a soft "Ah!" "Sister, it hurts."

"Alright, little sister, call out again. Good little sister, I'm sorry, I'll be gentler."

She then lessened her pressure considerably. The beautiful woman, Shangguan Yu, let out a moan of pleasure from her red lips.

The young man laughed and said, "Yes, yes, you are both mother and daughter, and sisters."

He then thrust even more forcefully into Dongfang Xiaoyu's body.

Kou Zhong emerged from Shangguan Yu's pavilion, intending to return to the secret chamber. Beside the quiet stream, a pair of snow-white bare feet suddenly appeared before him.

They were lightly dipped in the clear water, extremely light and boneless, seemingly moving with the gentle flow of the stream. Kou Zhong, having exhausted all the words in the world, could not express his feelings. These delicate, exquisitely flawless jade feet were the most breathtaking and awe-inspiring feet he had ever seen.

Upon seeing them, Kou Zhong's heart suddenly ached, and his very soul trembled.

In the Tang Dynasty world, only she could possess such jade feet.

Only she could evoke such heartache and such longing in him.

A gentle night breeze blew, and the owner of those feet sat quietly on a rock by the stream. She sat still, her long eyelashes weaving a soft, expectant dream. Her starry eyes were slightly closed, carrying a hint of languor, as she gazed at the night moon. The night moon, shyly hiding behind the clouds, dared not peek out again.

She sat quietly, her white robes as white as snow, her long, flawless jade feet gently dipped in the water, letting the flowing water slowly glide over her insteps. That tranquility softened even the night breeze, lest it disturb the beauty's serene contemplation.

Her long, cascading black hair cascaded down, partially obscuring her mysterious, beautiful face, causing hearts to flutter, souls to tremble, and spirits to be captivated. Her

slender, jade-like hands gently embraced her fragrant knees, making her seemingly frail body even more pitifully charming. A night breeze stirred, causing her hair to dance lightly, its ribbons fluttering, as if it might rise and disappear with the wind. She seemed not to be a woman of this world, but a barefoot spirit from beyond the heavens.

She sat there, so lonely, so serene, so naturally.

Darkness, wind, flowing water, stones—everything merged with her. She sat there quietly, as if she had always been there, for thousands of years. She was an indispensable part of heaven and earth, the spirit of heaven and earth, their favored one.

All things in heaven and earth paled in comparison to this celestial beauty.

Kou Zhong was in turmoil. He never dreamed he would see her at this moment. She was one of the people he longed for most. He yearned to see her, even wishing he could hold her tightly in his arms and shout out his heartfelt feelings. But he couldn't. Because she was her, not an ordinary woman, but a unique barefoot spirit in this world.

Though he felt a millionfold love for her, he could only bury it in his heart. Before he could completely overcome the warning within him, he couldn't trust her.

Because she didn't know his heart. Though she was pitiful, she couldn't be protected, because she was her.

Before she knew his heart, before she felt and was moved, she didn't belong to him. She belonged to her sect, her master, and her ideals.

In short, she didn't belong to him.

Kou Zhong wanted to escape, but his legs felt like lead, unable to move an inch.

Wanwan…

it was her, it was her, she had come.

What was she doing here? Could she be reinforcements from Sword Valley?

Kou Zhong knew that if he couldn't defeat her the first time, he would surely be defeated by her in the future. Kou Zhong suddenly roared to the sky and swung his palm at Wanwan.

For a cultivator whose Heavenly Demon Art was nearing perfection, for a Heavenly Demoness skilled in manipulating the battlefield with Heavenly Demon Force Field, for a Yin Gui successor possessing the Heavenly Demon Double Slashes and Heavenly Demon Ribbon, Kou Zhong used all his strength. He knew that if his attack failed, everything might collapse.

The applause was thunderous, and the wind and clouds shifted.

But she didn't move.

She remained sitting quietly, still.

Her long, dreamlike eyelashes didn't tremble, and her starry eyes didn't open even slightly. She remained as languid as ever, quietly watching the night moon in the sky.

Kou Zhong's right palm stopped in front of Wanwan, and in an instant, everything returned to calm.

Kou Zhong gazed at her serene and exquisitely beautiful face, speechless for a long time. Suddenly, he said with a hint of sorrow, "You won..."

She remained seated quietly, as if still alone as before, seemingly oblivious to the bitter expression on Kou Zhong's face.

"You saw everything?"

Kou Zhong asked weakly.

"Saw what? Saw you and the Fourth Madam of the Yan family indulging in pleasure?"

Wanwan raised her head, her captivating eyes fixed on Kou Zhong, a seductive smile playing on her lips, and said in a soft voice.

"What do you want me to do?"

Kou Zhong stared at Wanwan and asked.

"What do I want you to do?"

Wanwan widened her beautiful eyes, amusement in her voice as she retorted.

"Wanwan, you terrifying enchantress!"

Kou Zhong shook his head and smiled bitterly, "A bewitching enchantress who evokes both love and hate! I, Kou Zhong, am afraid of you. What do you want me to do? Just say it. Don't use that Heavenly Demon Charm on me, I don't fall for it."

"Hehe."

Upon hearing this, Wanwan giggled, instantly stood up and came to Kou Zhong. Staring at Kou Zhong's flushed face, she said in a sweet voice, "I heard you defeated the Evil King Shi Zhixuan, is that true?"

"No!"

Upon hearing this, Kou Zhong quickly retreated and said urgently, "Wanwan, don't do it, I'm afraid you'll accidentally kill me."

Before Kou Zhong's words had even finished, Wanwan's Heavenly Demon Silk ribbons silently wrapped around him, like arms, irresistible and impossible to dodge. The Twin Demon Slashes, like the moon blades of an elf, flashed on her slender fingers, then reappeared, already flying and piercing Kou Zhong's chest.

At this moment, a faint layer of black mist suddenly appeared around Wanwan's body.

The faint black mist, though extremely thin and almost imperceptible, seemed to be able to devour even light. In the instant it appeared, the entire space where she and Kou Zhong were located was torn apart and distorted by the faint black mist. Within this not-so-large area, everything was shredded to pieces by the eerie black mist, layer by layer, piece by piece, bit by bit; even the air seemed to be crushed by this invisible giant hand. Within the faint black mist, there

seemed to be a huge vortex, rotating strangely. At its very center, in Wanwan's palm, it seemed that even light could not escape the attraction of the black mist; it seemed that all things in heaven and earth were slowly being swallowed up, finally disappearing without a trace, without a sound.

Vanished without a trace.

Kou Zhong's figure twisted and tore apart instantly, transforming into a swirling ball of black light that was devoured by the black mist.

After her attack, Wanwan suddenly coiled the Heavenly Demon Ribbon, flicked her jade fingers, and miraculously sheathed the Heavenly Demon Twin Slashes. She gently shook her head, her bright eyes fixed on Kou Zhong, and asked in a sweet voice, "You seem afraid that I know me very well. I remember this was my first time here. How did you know me?" "

How did I know? Guess!"

Kou Zhong, wiping the blood from his neck, glared at the witch Wanwan with annoyance and couldn't help but tease her.

"I'll guess,"

Wanwan smiled mysteriously and said sweetly, "You'll tell me yourself."

"Wanwan, it's not safe here. Let's go somewhere else to talk."

Kou Zhong felt a headache coming on, but in his haste, he suddenly had an idea and said to Wanwan. With that, he flew forward.

Chapter 88 Deceiving Wanwan

"Where is this place?"

Wanwan entered the secret chamber, her beautiful eyes blinking rapidly as she cautiously surveyed her surroundings. She chuckled softly and spoke in a coquettish voice.

"Wanwan, come here."

Kou Zhong sat on the stone bed, extending a hand to Wanwan with a sincere expression.

"Hehe."

Wanwan giggled, "What do you want? Trying to take advantage of me?"

She gracefully approached Kou Zhong, but didn't reach out to take his hand.

"Wanwan, you're not afraid of me, are you?"

Kou Zhong chuckled mischievously.

"You're bad, you're bullying me!"

Upon hearing this, Wanwan's eyes immediately reddened, her pearly teeth biting her lower lip, looking like she was about to cry, so pitiful and moving that Kou Zhong felt a headache coming on.

Speechless, Kou Zhong had no choice but to steel himself and extend his thieving hand to Wanwan.

Wanwan, with her large, watery eyes, looked at Kou Zhong pitifully.

"Fine, if you don't want to, Wanwan,"

Kou Zhong said with a wry smile. "Sit down."

"Hehe,"

Wanwan giggled, reaching out to grab Kou Zhong's hand and sitting down beside him, looking at him with curious eyes.

"You little vixen, you always like to trick people,"

Kou Zhong said with a wry smile. "You can borrow my shoulder for a bit."

Kou Zhong patted his right shoulder twice with his left hand and spoke to Wanwan.

"Kou Zhong, you still haven't told me where you got all this information about me, how you know me so well."

Wanwan nestled gently against Kou Zhong's shoulder, her small, white hand tracing circles on his chest with a seductive gesture.

"Wanwan, is my shoulder comfortable?"

Kou Zhong's body stiffened instantly, only slowly relaxing after a long while. His right hand gently caressed Wanwan's hand, while his left hand lightly brushed her delicate nose, whispering softly.

Upon hearing this, Wanwan's heart trembled, a strange fear creeping in.

"Wanwan, you've reached the sixteenth level of your Heavenly Demon Skill, haven't you?"

Sensing the murderous intent in Wanwan's eyes, Kou Zhong quickly asked.

"You bad guy, where did you know that?"

Hearing this, Wanwan suddenly hugged Kou Zhong tightly, her beautiful, fiery body almost making him lose control.

"Wanwan, if you keep teasing me, I'll really get angry." Kou Zhong

, his face flushed, flashed a cold light in his eyes and said in a serious voice.

"How did I tease you? Tell me quickly."

Instantly, Kou Zhong's body stiffened, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Wanwan, my little darling, be careful."

Kou Zhong's manhood was grabbed by Wanwan, and he said urgently with a look of fear on his face.

"So big."

Wanwan exclaimed inwardly, and hearing Kou Zhong's extremely intimate address, Wanwan said with a slightly red face, "Brother Zhongzhong, when can you tell Wanwan the truth?"

"You really want to know?"

Kou Zhong asked seriously.

Wanwan chuckled and nodded vigorously.

“Wanwan, will you let me take care of you from now on? I’m really afraid you’ll be bullied by others, it would break my heart. Wanwan, will you marry me? I’ll go to the Underworld Queen tomorrow to propose marriage.”

Kou Zhong said sincerely.

“You’re lying.”

Wanwan’s heart was in turmoil upon hearing this. She stared at Kou Zhong with tears in her beautiful eyes and said coquettishly.

“Wanwan, can you stop wearing a mask and lying to us?”

Kou Zhong said with a headache. “If there is one person in this world who will not betray you, then that person is me, Kou Zhong. There is only one person in this world who will be truly good to you. You little vixen, you little vixen who lies.”

“You’re the vixen.”

Wanwan smiled charmingly, gently stroking Kou Zhong’s manhood, and leaning gently on Kou Zhong’s shoulder.

"Wanwan, do you want to cultivate the Heavenly Demon Art to the eighteenth level?"

Kou Zhong looked at the obedient Wanwan, feeling a surge of pleasure throughout his body, and spoke seductively.

"You really have a way to help me cultivate the Heavenly Demon Art to the eighteenth level?"

Wanwan lifted her head from Kou Zhong's shoulder, staring intently at him, and said seriously.

"Yes."

Kou Zhong gazed at the little devil Wanwan and asked, "However, you will have to pay a price."

"What price?"

Wanwan opened her beautiful eyes wide, asking expectantly.

"Be my beautiful wife."

Kou Zhong brought his lips close to Wanwan's ear and whispered tenderly.

A terrifying killing intent flashed in Wanwan's beautiful eyes!

“Wanwan, do you think killing me will be the end of it?”

Kou Zhong shook his head slightly upon seeing this, saying, “You little vixen, you and your master Zhu Yuyan are both wrong. The ultimate cultivation of the Heavenly Demon Art is not about being heartless or ruthless, but about having feelings.”

“Wanwan, even if you cultivate the Heavenly Demon Art to the eighteenth level, so what? In my eyes, you are still an ant!”

Kou Zhong stared intently at Wanwan, saying domineeringly, “Hmph, what is shattering the void? What is controlling a world? All living beings are ants below the level of a sage, and even sages are ants below the Heavenly Dao! Wanwan, you need to broaden your horizons and stop being confined to this one place and one world. I want this sky to no longer obscure my vision, I want this earth to no longer bury my heart, I want all the gods and Buddhas to vanish into thin air!”

“You…”

The exceptionally intelligent Wanwan was stunned by Kou Zhong’s astonishing words.

Kou Zhong, seeing Wanwan staring in disbelief with her mouth agape, breathed a heavy sigh of relief. He had finally managed to fool her.

"Wanwan, marry me! Trust me, believe me, I will make sure you live a happy and joyful life."

Kou Zhong suddenly embraced the dazed Wanwan, gazing at her affectionately, and said, "Don't you hate Cihang Jingzhai? After I unify the world, I will personally lead the people to destroy Cihang Jingzhai. Don't you hate that hypocritical Shi Feixuan? I will capture her for you to be your servant, and you can whip her little bottom every day. Don't you want to vindicate the Demonic Sect? How about I make the Demonic Sect the state religion of this world? Wanwan, I can do so many things for you, I only ask that you have a sincere heart for me." Wanwan's

heart was filled with complex emotions, and Kou Zhong, seizing the opportunity, kissed her firmly. Wanwan's lips were soft, fragrant, and sweet. Gently prying open her pearly teeth… Ouch! It hurts!

"Wanwan, what are you doing? Trying to murder your husband?!"

Kou Zhong, clutching his tongue, his mouth full of blood, roared angrily.

"Kou Zhong, I suddenly realize you're the real liar. You haven't told me a single truth from the beginning, humph."

Seeing Kou Zhong's bleeding tongue, Wanwan felt a surge of intense pleasure. She sneered and turned to leave.

"Wanwan, you have to believe me!"

Kou Zhong cried out urgently, chasing after her.

Wanwan's lightness skill far surpassed Kou Zhong's; in the blink of an eye, she vanished, leaving a heartbroken Kou Zhong standing there, stunned.

“Wanwan, you hateful vixen, why won’t you believe me? Wanwan, I hate you, I hate you so much!”

Kou Zhong sat on the ground, muttering curses under his breath, his face streaked with tears.

Wanwan, hidden to the side, had red, swollen eyes, her teeth clenched around her lower lip, and glistening tears fell to the ground, shattering into pieces—a heartbreaking sight.

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Chapter 89 My Name is Qin Chuan

Suddenly, a figure appeared before Kou Zhong.

She was on the stream in Sword Valley.

Dressed as a scholar, her white robes fluttering, she possessed an indescribable air of refinement, like a learned scholar, exuding an air of scholarly elegance. She carried the ancient sword, Se Kong, on her back, standing quietly at the bow of the boat, her back to Kou Zhong, seemingly gazing silently at the gently flowing water.

Sword Valley has three streams and two lakes. The person before me is in the smallest stream, a small boat lying on the dilapidated wooden planks, simple and ordinary. But the moment she stands on that boat, the entire world transforms into a beautiful, ethereal landscape, both real and dreamlike, utterly captivating. The dark muddy path, since her arrival, has become like a stroke of ink; the gently flowing stream has long since become the ripples in my eyes; and the unpredictable night wind is like a clear spring in my heart, flowing gently with my senses, seemingly there yet not there, sweet to be savored.

Though dressed in men's clothing, it suited her perfectly, adding to her air of heroic spirit. This, combined with the ancient sword of the Void on her back, gave her a unique charm, making her someone one would never dare to look down upon or disrespect. Ordinary mortals would only feel deeply ashamed of their own appearance.

Facing the gentle breeze from the stream, her snow-white robes fluttered in the wind, exuding an indescribable ease and grace.

She gazed down at the clear stream, composed and at ease, like a celestial being descended to earth, seemingly situated in this mundane place unworthy of her status.

Kou Zhong had been prepared, but he hadn't expected to meet her under these circumstances. Even someone as knowledgeable as him couldn't help but pause slightly. However, having endured countless mental attacks from beauties, Kou Zhong was no longer a novice. Especially after experiencing Wanwan's breathtaking beauty and the multiple tests of her bewitching voice, his mind had become even stronger.

After his initial hesitation, he immediately walked towards her. Since she's already here, whether it's a blessing or a curse, there's no need to hide. Why should he worry too much ?

"A hundred years of cultivation brings us to share a boat ride."

A clear, gentle voice slowly said, "To be fortunate enough to share a boat with you today is truly a blessing from my past life." "

Wait,"

Kou Zhong frowned, "I haven't boarded the boat yet, I haven't shared it with you."

"Brother, don't you want to board?"

The tall, elegant figure, exuding a free and easy air, moved slightly, and the clear, gentle voice asked with a hint of surprise.

"It's not that I don't want to,"

Kou Zhong replied, "I'm just afraid."

"What are you afraid of?"

the clear, gentle voice, like dappled sunlight in a secluded forest or a clear spring flowing over rocks, asked.

“I’ve heard of a type of man who doesn’t like women but prefers men,”

Kou Zhong explained. “These same-sex lovers have existed since ancient times, known as ‘homosexuals.’ These are some perverted men with a strong feminine allure, who are most attracted to men like me, full of masculine charm. So, I wanted to ask you something first… you know, it’s better to clarify some things.”

“I’m not the kind of person you imagine, brother.”

The calm, natural voice faltered slightly, but quickly recovered, saying calmly, “Please rest assured, brother.”

“You really don’t like men like me, full of masculine charm?”

Kou Zhong was still a little worried.

“No.”

The natural voice seemed to become a little unnatural, but the calmness remained unchanged.

“Then I’m much relieved.”

Kou Zhong patted his chest playfully, exaggerating, “So you and I both like women! You should have said so earlier, it made my heart pound!”

“Who said I like women…”

The calm, natural voice distorted slightly, rising a few decibels, but quickly recovered.

"You don't like men or women?"

Kou Zhong asked in surprise, as if he had discovered a monster. "Are you alright?"

"You're the one who's..."

The owner of the voice seemed to realize something, paused slightly, and then said calmly and naturally, "No." "

Then you must be a narcissist."

Kou Zhong stated definitively, "Only a narcissist would be like you, disliking both men and women! Hey, listen to my advice, of the three unfilial acts, the greatest is to have no offspring. You're all grown up now, think about how hard your parents worked to raise you, to send you to school, to help you succeed, but you haven't even married a wife, and you just stay at home admiring yourself in the mirror every day. That's wrong, you know?" "

..."

The owner of the voice hadn't expected that inviting Kou Zhong onto the boat would turn her into a narcissist. She couldn't help but find it a little funny and a little annoyed. Fortunately, she was good at cultivating her mind. After a slight ripple in her heart, she said gently and naturally, "I, Qin, am not a narcissist, is that alright?"

"You don't like men or women,"

Kou Zhongqi said. "You're not a narcissist, so what's going on? You've really confused me. Ah... you must be a fetishist! The kind who likes things so much they'd risk their lives for them, even if they're inanimate objects!"

"I'm not,"

the owner of the calm voice replied indifferently.

"You're not?"

Upon hearing this, Kou Zhongqi immediately apologized, "Young man, I'm really sorry about earlier. It turns out you're not a pervert. I really misunderstood you. But don't worry, as long as you're not the kind of pervert who likes men, I don't care what secret quirks you have." "

I accept your apology,"

the calm voice replied again indifferently.

"What did you just say?"

Kou Zhong suddenly asked again, "What did I just hear? You said your surname is Qin? The Qin of Qin Shi Huang?"

"What are you trying to say now?"

the soft, gentle voice asked, "Is there anything wrong with having the surname Qin?"

"No."

Kou Zhong shook his head vigorously and said, "Having the surname Qin is not only not wrong, it's absolutely right. I said that just now because I also have the surname Qin, and when I heard that you, young brother, share the same surname, I asked you that. My name is Qin Chuan, surname Qin, given name Chuan. May I ask what your name is, young brother?"

"..."

The owner of the soft, gentle voice was finally speechless.

"Brother, you're quite interesting."

The light voice suddenly softened, and she said gently, "I'll give you the name Qin Chuan. But you've used so many aliases, do you ever forget your original name?"

"No."

Kou Zhong said seriously, "My real name is easy to remember. You can remember it just by repeating it after me."

"Ah?"

The light voice paused slightly. She knew she couldn't just start a conversation at this moment, or she would fall for it. However, she had a strong curiosity about what this extraordinary man, who had founded the world-renowned Twin Dragons Society with such ease, would say. She asked curiously, "Then what is your real name?"

Chapter 90: Fei Xuan's First Appearance

"You don't know, I'm a country bumpkin."

Kou Zhong said with a grin, "Country bumpkins give such cheap names, they're all cat and dog names. But I've heard that children with cheap names grow up easily. So my parents gave me a nickname, 'Little Pig.' Isn't it easy to remember? Just repeat it with my surname, and I guarantee you'll remember it even more. My surname is Shi, so my name is Shi Little Pig. You can repeat it after me too?"

"So Brother Kou was just subtly mocking Feixuan!"

The clear, gentle voice sighed like a heavenly melody. "I'd heard many times before coming here that Brother Kou possessed extraordinary wisdom and knew everything about the world. I didn't quite believe it, but seeing you today, I'm truly impressed."

"I'm just a normal person,"

Kou Zhong said smugly. "Please don't idolize me too much! But if you want an autograph, I can't refuse. You know I'm very soft-hearted. Oh, did you bring your autograph book?"

"Autograph book?"

The woman dressed as a man, with a clear, gentle voice, was none other than Shi Feixuan, the new generation successor of Cihang Jingzhai. She asked curiously, "What's an autograph book? What's it for?"

"It's for signing autographs,"

Kou Zhong explained. "If you didn't bring it, I can sign it on your clothes, that'll do."

"Thank you."

Shi Feixuan still didn't turn around. She just smiled faintly and said, "Feixuan didn't come to you for an autograph."

"I've been practicing my autograph for months!"

Kou Zhong deliberately scratched his head with a hint of frustration and said, "Why hasn't anyone asked me for an autograph yet? Is everyone's publicity not enough?"

"..."

"I heard that Shi Feixuan's appearance is second to none in the world, I wonder if it's true or not,"

Kou Zhong said with a smile.

"Feixuan is ugly,"

Feixuan said calmly. "I dare not meet Brother Kou's standards."

"I thought you were a master,"

Kou Zhong suddenly changed the subject, saying, "You know, true masters have the habit of speaking with their backs turned. You were turning your back just now, which really startled me. Ah, if it's because you're ugly that you're afraid to show your face, I'll forgive you. Being ugly isn't your fault, nor is it your parents' fault. If you have to blame someone, blame the goddess Nuwa for not giving you a good appearance when she created humans. Actually, I've heard that ugly people are usually kind-hearted, while beautiful people are often venomous. I wonder what your heart is like?"

"Just a stinking carcass,"

Shi Feixuan said in a clear and calm tone. "What difference does beauty or ugliness have? Kindness has nothing to do with appearance. Only the heart matters. Feixuan is a person who cultivates with her hair intact. One day she will shed this carcass and reach Nirvana. Why should Brother Kou care so much about Feixuan's appearance?"

"When will you reach Nirvana?"

Kou Zhong asked seriously.

“Cultivation is without seeking, only following one’s heart.”

Shi Feixuan sighed softly, her voice so gentle that even the night breeze seemed to soften. She said, “With Feixuan’s dull aptitude, cultivation is probably a long way off. Why does Brother Kou ask?”

“I have no other meaning.”

Kou Zhong nodded. “I just want to know a slightly more precise date. If not, could you send someone to inform me before the day of Nirvana?”

“If Feixuan is so fortunate.”

Shi Feixuan still didn’t understand what this guy was trying to say, but she still calmly replied, “What harm is there in inviting Brother Kou to witness?”

“I’ve heard that Buddhism speaks of the emptiness of the four elements.”

Kou Zhong added, “By then, having already reached Nirvana, you probably won’t care about anything in this world anymore, right?”

“If I do care.”

Shi Feixuan said calmly, “What does it mean to ‘abandon everything and reach Nirvana’?”

"That's good."

Kou Zhong clapped his hands and said, "If you don't want that stinking body of yours anymore, I'll pick it up. You know, by then you'll have already abandoned everything, reached Nirvana, and no longer care about anything in this world, so naturally you won't care about your physical body either. You won't object if I take it, right?"

"..."

Shi Feixuan was speechless.

"Hey, if you don't have any objections,"

Kou Zhong suddenly whispered, "Could you please try to take better care of your body? Because once you reach Nirvana and leave, this body will belong to me, so could you please be careful when you use it now and not scratch it? Okay?" "

..."

Shi Feixuan was completely speechless.

"You should eat three meals a day,"

Kou Zhong said with feigned concern. "Because nowadays people only eat two meals a day, but you know, that's not enough nutrition. You should wash your face with milk in the morning; it will improve your skin. If you have enough milk at night, you can use it for a bath; if not, you should at least use some flower petals... Ah, it's natural to not stay up late and get a good night's sleep. You should also take a nap at noon; it will make you more energetic and less prone to eye bags and wrinkles. You know, you're already so ugly you can't show your face in public; what if you get eye bags and wrinkles?"

"Brother Kou,"

Shi Feixuan couldn't help but raise her voice to interrupt the incessant Kou Zhong, coldly saying, "It's still Feixuan using this stinking carcass right now!"

"I understand,"

Kou Zhong suddenly said, somewhat dejectedly, "You're unpredictable, your six senses are not purified, and your seven emotions are not severed. With such attachment to appearances, let alone Nirvana, you're not even as good as an ordinary person. It seems I've only been hoping for nothing."

"..."

Hearing Xu Ziling's lecturing words, Shi Feixuan was speechless once again.

"Do you think I'm deliberately picking a fight with you?"

Kou Zhong suddenly asked, "Do you think I'm being unreasonable? You call everything straight crooked, and then you insist that crooked things are straight. Do you think I'm going too far?"

"A little bit at first,"

Shi Feixuan replied. She chuckled softly, softening the entire stream, and said, "I'm used to it now."

"It's a good habit,"

Kou Zhong affirmed, then added with a touch of melancholy, "But what if I get used to it and start picking fights with you? And you're not by my side, what then? In all my life, I've never met someone with such a good temper as you. No matter what I say, you never talk back or scold me. I'm so touched! What if I develop a habit of picking fights, but I can never find someone with such a good temper like you again?"

"What exactly is Brother Kou trying to say?"

Shi Feixuan couldn't understand what was going on in this man's head. She couldn't guess what he wanted to say before he even spoke.

"I was saying, Feixuan, with such a good temper, wouldn't you mind being my little darling's servant, letting her whip your little bottom every day?"

Kou Zhong said with a smile.

"..."

Shi Feixuan was speechless.

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