[Wuxia] Sword's Hatred and Passion (Complete) - 3

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In Chapter 10 of "Sword's Hatred and Passion,"

Yun Ao felt three uncontrollable internal energies begin to merge together. Someone was using their internal energy to help him gather his scattered internal energy in his dantian. The other person's internal energy was quite profound, probably no less than that of his sworn brother or Li Yingyang. Who was he?

Yun Ao couldn't think about that anymore. He had to seize this opportunity to calm his mind and regulate his breathing. He didn't know how much time had passed, but he felt that his dantian was full of internal energy, like a container filled with water. He tried to sit up and saw a masked man sitting on the ground regulating his breathing. Obviously, it was the one who had helped him guide his true energy to escape the pain of qi deviation.

Yun Ao knelt down gratefully and said, "Thank you for saving me, benefactor. May I

ask who you are?" The masked man said in a hoarse voice, "Boy, you don't need to know who I am. I am Li Yingyang's enemy. He caused my family to be destroyed and I am now seeking revenge. Seeing that you were also harmed by them, I decided to save your life. Here, take this too."

After saying that, the masked man took out something from his bosom and threw it to Yun Ao. Yun Ao looked closely and saw that it was a ginseng that was more than a foot long but only half of it remained. This ginseng was much larger than ordinary ginseng and had eyes and nose. Just smelling the fragrance of the ginseng made people feel invigorated. He couldn't help but be shocked: this was a thousand-year-old ginseng.

"Young man, this is a Purple Qi Dragon King Ginseng, over three thousand years old, a family heirloom of Li Yingyang. That old dog is extremely stingy; although he has this precious ginseng, he refuses to use it to save your friend, even lying that he's already used it. Now I'll take half of his heirloom and give it to you to save your friend. I just cut a slice of ginseng and mixed it with the juice for you to drink. Your injuries should be healed now, and your power should have increased by at least twenty years. However, since I've helped you so much, you must do three things for me."

The masked man said as he stood up.

Yun Ao was both surprised and delighted. He hadn't expected the masked man to be so generous as to give him half of such a precious ginseng, and he was deeply grateful.

"Senior's great kindness will never be forgotten by Yun Ao. As long as Senior has any instructions and it doesn't violate my conscience, Yun Ao will definitely do them!"

Although Yun Ao was deeply grateful to the Mongol, he still adhered to his principles.

"Don't worry, kid. The first thing I want you to do is actually what you've been wanting to do the most. Those lecherous bastards up there have been torturing you and your friends and raping your sweetheart these past few days. You must be itching to tear them to pieces, right? Go up there and kill them all you want. Just spare that little dog Li Hua's life and take him to the Heroes' Gathering at Li Family Fortress to publicly expose the shameless deeds of the Li family father and son, to ruin this hypocrite's reputation and make him despised by the martial arts world. Doing this might cost you your life. Do you dare to do it?"

The masked man stared at Yun Ao with piercing eyes.

"Don't worry, senior. I will definitely do it. I will make Li Yingyang and his son pay for what they've done."

Yun Ao's eyes blazed with fury and his teeth gritted as he thought of Li Yingyang's ruthlessness and Li Hua's rape of Xiao Dan.

"Alright, drag that guy surnamed Lu out of the water dungeon too. Those lecherous bastards are on the second floor. Little dog Li is up there fooling around with that slut. Hurry up and don't let him get away."

The masked man said.

Yun Ao turned around and saw that Lu Tianyou was still bound in the water dungeon. He rushed into the dungeon, grabbed the cowhide rope binding Lu Tianyou's body, and pulled hard, easily snapping the rope. The combination of his three internal energies, along with the millennium ginseng slices he had taken, increased his power by at least two times. At this moment, his power was actually no less than that of first-rate masters like Zhan Wanhao and Zhang Feiying.

When Yun Ao carried the unconscious Lu Tianyou out of the water dungeon, he discovered that the masked man had vanished without a trace. He could only first revive Lu, help him heal his injuries, and then take him away. Outside the water dungeon lay the corpses of three Li Family Fort disciples. Touching their bodies, he found that their ribs were shattered, clearly killed instantly by the masked man with a heavy blow. Yun Ao now harbored extreme hatred for the people of Li Family Fort, and seeing them killed only brought him immense satisfaction.

He picked up a single-edged sword from the ground and helped Lu Tianyou up to the second floor. As they walked up the steps, they could faintly hear lewd laughter coming from behind the iron door on the second floor: "Little bitch, come on!"

"Push harder! If you win, I'll spare your Brother Yun Ao."

Yun Ao hid Lu Tianyou behind the door and peeked through the crack, his eyes wide with rage.

Xiao Dan's hands and feet, which had been tied for a long time, were finally untied, but they were numb from lack of movement and she couldn't stand up for a while. Peng Ting said with a lewd grin, "Little bitch, I'm giving you a chance now. Get up and fight us one-on-one. Don't lie there pretending to be dead."

After trying to recover some strength, Xiao Dan said, "Give me some clothes. I... I can't fight you without clothes on."

"Clothes?"

Peng Ting made a face and laughed, "These past few days we've seen every hair in your ass, and now you still care about clothes? I only allowed you to fight us, not that you have the right to wear clothes. Either fight us naked or let us continue playing with you, it's your choice."

Xiao Dan gritted her teeth and stood up. A piercing pain shot through her two bloodied and mangled orifices, making her almost squat down. The past few days of Peng Ting's frenzied rape had severely damaged her genitals and anus. She had been tied up and could only move, but now even taking a step was excruciatingly painful. Clearly, the other party knew that she had no chance of winning because of her severe injuries and exhaustion, and was using her like a mouse to toy. But Xiao Dan still did not give up her last hope and was willing to fight to the death for Yun Ao's life. If she could capture the other party as a hostage, it would be even better if the other party released her.

Xiaodan, enduring the excruciating pain between her legs, covered her breasts and genitals with her hands and followed Peng Ting out. Entering the second-floor hall, she saw He Long, Zhou Wei, and several other disciples of the Li Family Fortress, all holding weapons and leering at her.

Xiaodan felt her cheeks flush with shame and wished she could disappear into the ground, but she couldn't back out now. She quickly lowered her head and said, "Give me back my weapon. How can I fight you empty-handed?"

"We'll help you choose a weapon. How can you fight us if you keep covering your breasts and genitals?"

Peng Ting teased as he handed Xiaodan a sword.

Xiaodan took the sword only to find it was a wooden one, while her opponents were all wielding sharp weapons. She angrily exclaimed, "This isn't fair! What use is this wooden sword to me? You should all get wooden swords too!"

Peng Ting sneered, "You little bitch, you're already at our mercy, and you still dare to haggle with us? We set the rules, not you!"

Knowing further words were futile, Xiaodan gritted her teeth, raised the wooden sword with her right hand, and covered her genitals with her left, saying, "Who goes first?"

Zhou Wei leered and stepped forward, saying, "I'll go first. Let's see if your martial arts are as good as your skills in bed."

With that, he thrust his sword straight at Xiaodan.

In terms of martial arts, Zhou Wei was actually two levels above Xiaodan, but Xiaodan, suffering from unhealed internal injuries and insufficient internal strength, coupled with days of rape and torment, only had a wooden sword that couldn't kill her. Against the powerful and energetic Zhou Wei, she was forced to retreat step by step within a few moves, her hand still used to protect her genitals, making her even more pathetic.

Zhou Wei, seeing that Xiao Dan dared not use her wooden sword to block his steel sword, became even more smug. He continued to taunt as he fought, "You little bitch, aren't you supposed to be a master of martial arts? I heard those tigers all fell to you and your lover, even the experts from the Eastern Depot were defeated by you, this so-called divine doctor! How come you can't even handle a third-rate nobody like me? You're just all talk!"

Suddenly, he lunged forward

, flicking a finger at Xiao Dan's nipple with a sharp "smack." Xiao Dan's high breasts trembled violently.

"You...you despicable..."

Xiao Dan, filled with shame and anger, hurriedly covered her chest with her left hand, but Zhou Wei, unexpectedly, used a feint, slapping her heavily between her legs and forcefully tearing out over a dozen pubic hairs.

"Oh..."

Xiao Dan felt an unbearable pain in her lower body, her legs went weak, and she collapsed, clutching her genitals, curling up like a shrimp, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"No way? You're already done for? I thought you'd become some kind of superhuman for that lover. What a disappointment!"

Peng Ting mocked Xiao Dan, who was writhing on the ground in pain.

Suddenly, Xiao Dan thrust her sword out, striking the smug Zhou Wei squarely in the groin. Zhou Wei, who had been grinning from ear to ear, turned a purplish-red, clutching his manhood and collapsing to the ground screaming in agony. Although the wooden sword was blunt, Xiao Dan's strike was a full-force blow imbued with internal energy. The groin is a vital area for both men and women, and this blow instantly shattered one of Zhou Wei's testicles.

Xiao Dan, enduring the pain, struggled to her feet and said, "I've knocked him down. Release Brother Qi now."

Peng Ting sneered, "Unfortunately, you fell first. You lost, so now we'll punish you and have some fun with you."

With that, the lecherous men swarmed over and pinned Xiao Dan to the ground.

Several thick, fleshy rods were rapidly churning inside Xiaodan's mouth and anus. Under the ravaging of these burly men, Xiaodan could only helplessly writhe her body…

Chapter 11 of Sword's Hatred and Passion: Punishing Lust.

Peng Ting thrust his swollen rod straight into Xiaodan's cherry-like mouth, stirring vigorously. He Long pounded into Xiaodan's already widened anus, while another disciple lay on his back, thrusting in and out of her anus with all his might. The others bent over, caressing and pinching Xiaodan's flawless white body, ignoring the heavily injured Zhou Wei below.

Peng Ting, certain Xiaodan wouldn't resist, rubbed his rod between her tongue and teeth, his excitement fueled by her pained expression. After ejaculating a stream of semen, he also urinated into Xiaodan's throat.

Xiaodan felt a scalding, nauseating heat surge from her throat into her stomach, causing her to tremble violently and feel an urge to vomit. Peng Ting roared, "If you dare spit out a single drop, I'll castrate that bastard right now!"

Hearing this, Xiaodan was terrified and forced herself to swallow all of Peng Ting's foul-smelling urine. She had never suffered such humiliation in her life, and tears streamed down her face. The

severely injured Zhou Wei, having recovered, leaped up, kicking the others aside. He picked up the wooden sword Xiaodan had dropped and plunged it into her vagina, which was still dripping with male semen, and then violently stirred it.

"Ah...it hurts..."

Xiaodan felt unbearable pain in her lower body. Her eyes rolled back, and her legs kicked and thrashed wildly. The three-foot-long wooden sword was driven about a foot deep into her vagina, and blood flowed down the blade to the hilt. Zhou Wei raised his foot and kicked Xiao Dan hard in the face. The force of his kick was so great that Xiao Dan's head slammed to the floor. He then twisted her head forcefully, and Xiao Dan's once delicate face was almost distorted. Her nose was broken, and she was missing several teeth. Blood flowed from her mouth and nose, and she fainted on the spot.

Zhou Wei was still not satisfied and was about to kick the wooden sword again when Peng Ting stopped him. "That's enough. If you keep going, she'll die soon. It's no fun if she dies. Your balls should still be healed, so she won't become a eunuch."

Peng Ting used a shovel to scoop up a spoonful of foul-smelling excrement from the latrine bucket next to him and had someone pry open the mouth of the unconscious Xiao Dan to pour it into her mouth.

Just then, "Bang!"

The iron door suddenly made a loud noise as if it had been hit hard. A large chunk of the door bulged out from the middle. Then, with another loud noise, the iron door, which was more than two inches thick, was shaken open and flew out. A burly figure appeared in front of the lewd men. That person was Yun Ao, whose eyes were bloodshot and veins were bulging.

Just as the lecherous men were enjoying themselves, Yun Ao suddenly broke free, startling them. Zhou Wei had barely uttered a

single word when Yun Ao, like lightning, rushed in front of him and kicked him between the legs. With a single kick, he shattered Zhou Wei's other testicle, penis, and pelvis, sending him flying more than ten feet like a cannonball. His head slammed into the wall and exploded like a watermelon.

Next, Yun Ao transformed into the Grim Reaper, his right hand wielding a single sword, slashing horizontally and vertically, his left hand grabbing and stabbing wildly. Heads rolled to the ground, limbs snapped, and blood splattered everywhere. Yun Ao's power had greatly increased; every move he made was incredibly powerful. Coupled with his furious attacks, how could these unarmed disciples of the Li Family Fortress, preoccupied with their pleasure, withstand him?

Peng Ting was also terrified. By the time he came to his senses, his companions were either dead or seriously injured. He hurriedly picked up a longsword from the ground, while He Long, though wounded in the shoulder, managed to grab his sword in time. The two of them attacked Yun Ao together with their swords.

The Li family's Heavenly Eagle Sword Technique was extremely formidable, and Peng and He were among the best of Li Yingyang's five disciples. In terms of martial arts, they were only slightly inferior to Yun Ao in his prime. If the two joined forces, they were certain of victory. However, Yun Ao's power had greatly increased, and in just a few moves, he had the two of them in a sorry state. The pressure from his sword alone made it difficult for them to breathe.

Knowing that he was no match for Yun Ao, Peng Ting suddenly jumped out of the circle and fled towards the entrance of the first floor, shouting, "Junior brother, hold on! I'll go get senior brother to come down and deal with this brat."

He Long knew that Peng Ting was trying to escape. Li Hua's arm was crippled, and his martial arts were not as good as before. Coming down would only be suicide. In his haste, he opened his mouth to curse, "You fucking bastard..."

Before he could finish cursing, a white light flashed past his waist, and He Long was cut in two by Yun Ao's sword. Half of his body fell to the ground, still not dead, just twitching with his mouth open.

Yun Ao swung his knife and hurled it. Peng Ting had just pushed open the door when he felt a chill run down his legs. The rapidly spinning blade had severed both of his legs.

"Ah... good sir, spare my life..."

The once ferocious Peng Ting was now writhing in agony, clutching his severed legs and rolling on the ground. Yun Ao said, "Why, why did you do this to Xiao Dan? Why torture her like this? What grudge did she have against you? What kind of prestigious disciples are you? Did Li Yingyang teach such beasts?"

"Hero Qi... spare my life... it was all... it was all the young master who forced us to do this, it was all him! Please spare me... I'm a cripple now, I can never do evil again... please, have mercy on me..."

Peng Ting kowtowed and begged for mercy like a lapdog.

"You're a cripple now. Killing you, you beast, would only dirty my blade. I won't kill you, but I won't save you either."

With that, Yun Ao bent down and gently picked up the wounded Xiao Dan, then carried Lu Tianyou on his back from behind the door. He then locked the door leading to the first floor, leaving only Peng Ting behind the door, letting out a desperate, dying scream. (Advertisement: Still relying on your hands? How can you enjoy that? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain ejaculation sensation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sexual positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.)

Li Hua had been constantly thrusting into Pei Yiting's vagina these past few days. This sensation was something he had never experienced before. Although Pei Yiting wasn't a virgin like Xiao Dan, she looked seven-tenths similar and was a skilled bed partner, more attractive than the naive Xiao Dan. These days, they had been constantly engaged in bed battles. For a cripple with one arm, this was like enjoying the life of an emperor, having long forgotten about Mo Jing.

This morning, after several rounds of intense fighting with him, Pei Yiting suddenly said she was going to the market to buy groceries and treat them to a meal, so he let her leave. However, two hours passed and she still hadn't returned. Lying in bed, half-asleep, he heard the door on the first floor open. It seemed Peng Ting and the others had finished their fun and were coming up to rest.

"Junior brother, having a good time, huh? That bitch is almost ruined by you guys, isn't she?"

Li Hua leered loudly.

"Li Hua, look who I am!"

The door opened, and standing before him was Yun Ao, covered in blood. His eyes gleamed with a beast-like intensity, and the murderous aura emanating from him terrified Li Hua, who was consumed by lust, to the point of almost wetting himself.

"You… how did you get out? Someone help… someone help… Qi Yun Ao has escaped!"

Terrified, Li Hua could only shout.

"No need to shout, they're all dead. What goes around comes around. You've really been doing whatever you want these past few days. Now it's time for me to settle scores with Xiao Dan."

Having said that, Yun Ao swung his single-edged sword straight at Li Hua. In

this life-or-death situation, Li Hua was also determined to fight back. He used his left hand to wield his longsword to block Yun Ao's blade. The moment their swords clashed, he felt a powerful internal force emanating from the opponent's blade. In an instant, his longsword was forced back and struck his left shoulder, the blade digging deep into his flesh. Yun Ao then exerted his strength and pressed down sharply, cleanly severing Li Hua's left arm.

"Ah... my hand... my left hand is gone too!"

Li Hua collapsed onto the bed in agony, screaming in pain. Yun Ao ignored him and forcefully pulled out his genitals...

"Ah..."

This time, Li Hua screamed several times more horribly than before. His male genitals had been forcibly ripped off, and blood gushed from his crotch. Yun Ao knocked him unconscious with a palm strike, then pressed acupoints on his left shoulder and groin before applying wound medicine. He had promised the masked man that he would take Li Hua to Li Family Fortress to expose the evil deeds of Li Yingyang and his son. The bloody battle with Li Yingyang at the Heroes' Gathering at Li Family Fortress would be the first battle in which the unknown Qi Yun Ao, the future Demon-Slaying Saber Master, would rise to fame in the martial arts world. On

the hill in the backyard of the Peng family, the masked man watched Yun Ao leave in a carriage with Xiao Dan, Lu Tianyou, and the seriously injured Li Hua. At this moment, a woman emerged from behind a tree—Pei Yiting, who looked remarkably like Xiao Dan.

"Your Excellency, isn't it too easy for Qi Yun'ao to give away half of the thousand-year-old ginseng, after expending your own power? Can he really take down that old devil Li Yingyang? He was defeated by me just a few days ago,"

Pei Yiting said.

"I'm never wrong about people. This kid has extremely high comprehension and aptitude, and amazing potential. Now that he's taken the thousand-year-old ginseng slice, his power has greatly increased. He's enough to fight Li the Old Dog at the Bear Gathering,"

the masked man said in a still hoarse voice.

"That Li the Old Dog has been famous for a long time and has rarely met his match. Even if this kid has increased his power, can he be his opponent?"

Pei Yiting looked unconvinced.

"In terms of skill, he's not much inferior to Old Dog Li, only lacking in technique and experience. However, that old ghost Cibei will also be at the assembly. I've already let him know that the Li Family Fort disciples kidnapped his savior. With his temper, he naturally won't sit idly by and watch his benefactor die under Li Yingyang's sword. Speaking of that old ghost Cibei, your mission has completely failed. All three Dharma Kings are dead, and you're here having a good time with that little dog."

The masked man said coldly.

"Your Excellency, please forgive me. I should have died for our sect alongside the three Dharma Kings, but I'm unwilling to die without completing the mission. So I pretended to be captured just to find an opportunity to strike again. Please forgive me, Your Excellency, considering the merits I've rendered to our sect in the past!"

Pei Yiting pleaded frantically on the ground.

"Originally, you should have been sentenced to three cuts and six holes. But considering your past merits, I'll give you a chance. Eat this Ten Thousand Gu Pill."

The masked man took out a pill from his pocket and tossed it to Pei Yiting.

Pei Yiting dared not delay and quickly swallowed the pill. The masked man stared at her to make sure she had swallowed it before saying, "The young master has ordered Black and White Impermanence to lead six wronged souls to capture Liu Aoxue. Find a way to cooperate with them. Liu Aoxue is currently trapped in Tianxiang Flower City by Dong San Niang and others. Also, find a way to get my hands on the Jade Snow Pill from Dong San Niang. This Ten Thousand Gu Pill will take effect in three months. If you cannot complete the mission, don't come to me for the antidote. When the Gu worms are writhing in your stomach, you'd better hurry up and commit suicide."

Pei Yiting hurriedly said, "Your Excellency has been incredibly kind to me. Even if I am shattered to pieces, I will complete the mission for Your Excellency. As for the matter of the Merciful Old Ghost..."

"I will report this to the sect leader. For now, don't provoke him anymore. This old ghost's skill is extremely high. Even the two guardians, the God of Death and the God of War, might not be able to defeat him. If we fail to kill him this time, he will be on guard, making it even more difficult to kill him again. Go ahead. I will send someone to give you instructions if anything happens."

The masked man turned his back to the setting sun: "Yun Ao, tomorrow is the Heroes' Gathering. I want to see if my judgment is accurate and whether you are worth the investment I have made in you."

Chapter 12 of Sword Hate and Passion: The Gathering.

Wang Du strolled along the street. These past few days, Tianxiang Flower City had been doing brisk business as usual, and he had already played with all the beauties in Tianxiang Flower City. Liu Aoxue had been trying her best to recover her strength these past few days, and Dong San Niang and Min Ni were still sexually abusing her as usual. It seemed that Meteor would soon make his move on her as well. He hoped that the effects of the Jade Snow Pill would come into play at the crucial moment. Wang Du did not want Meteor to break Liu Aoxue's virginity. Such a beautiful woman should be enjoyed by him.

Suddenly, Wang Du's eyes lit up. Two riders approached from the street, carrying a pair of stunningly beautiful women around seventeen or eighteen years old. Judging from their attire, they seemed more like people from the Western Regions than from the Central Plains. The woman on the left had red hair, wore a low-cut red top and a short red skirt that only reached her thighs, revealing her large, voluptuous breasts and clearly defined cleavage. Her arms and thighs were bare, and she wore a golden headdress and knee-high, bright red deerskin boots, adorned with numerous gold and jewels, making them exceptionally valuable. Upon seeing her sexy boots and beautiful legs, Wang Du felt an immediate surge of desire. Her face was strikingly beautiful, with a high nose, large eyes, and a charmingly innocent smile.

The woman on the right looked remarkably similar to her, but had blonde hair. However, she had an icy expression and wore a low-cut, golden yellow top and yellow boots, also exuding extravagance. While these two women were not quite as beautiful as Liu Aoxue, they were still top-tier beauties, radiating a youthful and alluring charm.

Wang Du thought to himself, "What a stroke of good fortune! I've been feeling so stifled these past few days, and these two beauties have just delivered themselves to my doorstep to relieve my pent-up desire." Thinking this, he followed them into an inn. Around midnight, Wang Du naturally did what he always did: quietly circled around to the two women's room and listened. There was no sound inside; they seemed to be asleep. He took out a sleeping potion from his pocket. This was a special tool used by lecherous thieves—a small pot shaped like a chicken. After lighting a fire at the bottom, he poked a hole in the window paper with the pot's head and gently blew air inside. Soon, the room was filled with a sedative smoke.

After a stick of incense had burned, Wang Du used a knife to pry open the door and tiptoed in with the antidote in his mouth. He saw two beds in the room with the curtains drawn. A jade foot wearing a red boot was half-exposed outside the curtains. Wang Du thought to himself that women from the Western Regions were different from women from the Central Plains. She even wore boots while sleeping. He couldn't help but grab the boot and felt that it was soft and elastic to the touch. The style of the boot was also different from the small boots worn by women from the Central Plains. There was a long heel at the ankle. He was itching to pull the boot off, but after pulling several times, the boot was still firmly stuck to the jade foot. The boot was knee-high, so it was not easy to pull it off. Wang Du could only put his left hand into the curtain and touch the red-haired woman's knee. He grabbed the heel of the boot with his right hand and pulled hard. Suddenly, a long needle shot out from the tip of the boot and hit Wang Du in the chest. He felt numb all over.

Wang Du reacted swiftly, grabbing the jade foot in his hand. But in the blink of an eye, only a boot remained. It turned out that his opponent had pulled the jade foot out of the boot in an instant and then kicked Wang Du's dantian acupoint with lightning speed. A surge of scorching internal energy directly attacked his dantian, rendering him powerless. Wang Du, being a veteran of countless battles, used the force of his leg to leap backward, attempting to escape. However, a sharp finger strike from behind shot directly into a major acupoint on his spine. A poisonous internal energy drilled into his body and intertwined with the fiery energy attacking his dantian, causing him to scream and fall to the ground.

As Wang Du trembled uncontrollably in agony, a delicate, flawless white foot landed on his chest, and a sweet, innocent smile approached his chubby face: "Little fatty, sneaking into my room in the dead of night to play with my feet and even trying to take off my boots? You're so naughty! I'm going to have some fun with you." The blonde

woman coldly replied, "Is Meteor in Tianxiang Flower City? Answer me honestly, aren't you one of the five most notorious lechers in the martial world, known for raping and playing with many women? Now, let you taste what it's like to be in our hands."

Yun Ao took Xiao Dan, Tian You, and Li Hua back to Tian You's clinic. The woman in the secret room had nearly starved to death while Tian You was away for several days, but he managed to save her life by feeding her in time. Xiao Dan was covered in injuries, especially her genitals where a wooden sword had been inserted. Tian You carefully pulled the blood-stained sword out, almost causing a hemorrhage, but timely medication prevented it from threatening her life.

The ordeal of the past few days had left the once mischievous, adorable, and spirited female warrior looking neither human nor ghost. Her face was severely beaten, resulting in swollen cheeks and eyelids, a broken nose, and several missing front teeth. It was uncertain whether she would be disfigured, and she remained unconscious.

Yun Ao watched this with a heavy heart, wishing he could take all her pain upon himself. He glared fiercely at Li Hua, who was clinging to him.

Li Hua, with both arms broken, cried out in pain, but upon meeting Yun Ao's furious gaze, she immediately fell silent, lowering her head to consider how to escape.

After applying medicine to Xiaodan, Tianyou breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Most of Miss Chen's injuries are superficial; they will heal with rest. However..."

Yun Ao anxiously asked, "Doctor Lu, please tell me quickly, what's wrong with Xiaodan?"

Tianyou sighed, "Her lower body injury is quite severe, and she may be unable to bear children in the future. Moreover, the wounds she suffers in her heart are even more difficult to heal."

Overwhelmed with grief, Yun Ao punched the wall, creating a hole more than a foot thick. "These beasts! I will never let them get away with this!"

Tianyou also angrily said, "I thought the Li Family Fortress was a place of chivalry and justice, but I didn't expect them to be even more despicable than the Five Lakes Gang. Li Yingyang, the banished disciple of the Tianshan Sect, is simply a hypocrite who deceives the world and steals fame. Today, he actually wants to hold some kind of heroes' gathering in the Li Family Fortress; it's simply outrageous!" "Ugh."

Yun Ao hesitated for a moment, then handed half of a thousand-year-old ginseng to Tianyou, saying, "Doctor Lu, today I'm taking that beast Li Hua to Li Family Fortress to expose their hypocrisy in front of all the heroes of the world. This half of the ginseng belongs to Li Family Fortress; it was a gift from my benefactor who saved me from prison. If I don't return by tomorrow morning, you must take Xiaodan and the ginseng to seek refuge with my sworn brother Zhang Feiyan. Never come back. Neither Li Family Fortress nor the Five Lakes Gang will let you go."

Tianyou said urgently, "You're throwing yourself into the lion's den! Li Family Fortress is full of experts. He's highly respected in the martial arts world. Even if you expose him, will anyone believe you? He might even turn around and kill you. A gentleman takes revenge even after ten years. My master should be arriving soon. Let's discuss a plan together when he gets here."

"It's too late. I promised my benefactor that I would take Li Hua to the Heroes' Gathering to expose the shameless deeds of the Li family father and son. One cannot be untrustworthy, especially since my benefactor saved my life. If I break my promise, how can I live in this world? If I don't come back, I'll have to trouble Brother Lu to take care of her. When Xiaodan wakes up, tell him that I'm sorry for not being able to protect her. Now, the only way to atone for my sins is to die. I only hope that I can meet her again in the next life."

After saying this, Yun Ao tucked a single sword into his back, picked up the dead-dog-like Li Hua, and walked out the door.

Tianyou said with tears in his eyes, "Brother Yun'ao, you are blessed by the heavens. Heaven will not be blind. You will definitely come back."

Xiaodan, who was unconscious, shed two lines of clear tears and kept calling out, "Brother Yun'ao... Brother Yun'ao..."

Hundreds of martial arts people came to Li Family Fort that day. Among the more famous ones were Lian Xinyi from the Emei Sect, Chen Sanquan from the Kongtong Sect, Hu Yunyi, the leader of the Five Lakes Gang, Qi Wanshi from the Quick Sword Sect, and even Du An from the Three Dragons Transformation Sect. There were also more than thirty other sects and gangs. The square of Li Family Fort was already full of people. Li Yingyang, dressed in fine clothes, sat on a grand chair with a silent expression, seemingly lost in thought.

After everyone had gathered, Li Yingyang said loudly, "Fellow martial artists, we have gathered here because I have something to discuss with you all. More than two months ago, the Sword God Feng Wutian stormed Shaolin Temple but was captured by the Shaolin monks. However, the Shaolin Abbot, Jueci, also unfortunately perished. Now, many sects in the martial arts world are demanding that Shaolin release him. Feng Wutian has killed countless people over the years, and many fellow martial artists have died at his hands. Now that Shaolin has captured this demon, the martial arts community should hold a public trial for him and then execute him to comfort the spirits of the dead. Today, I have invited you all here to discuss this matter. This place has basically gathered famous sects from all over the country, all coming to Shaolin."

His inner strength was profound, and although the crowd in the fortress was noisy, everyone heard him clearly.

Shen Sanquan immediately shouted, "What Fortress Master Li says is true! Even if the Shaolin monks are compassionate, they can't keep such a ruthless killer alive. If he escapes, it will be a disaster for the martial arts world! Let's all go to Shaolin and reason with them, but we need a leader to guide us."

He then winked at Hu Yunyi.

Hu Yunyi immediately understood and said, "Based on martial arts skills, character, and reputation, I think only Hero Li Yingyang is qualified to be the leader. What do you all think?"

He then glanced at Qi Wanshi.

Qi Wanshi also said, "Brother Hu is right. Hero Li is the eldest disciple of the Tianshan Patriarch, possessing superb martial arts skills and a chivalrous character that everyone admires. I also recommend Hero Li as the leader."

"I said..."

Du An uttered a sarcastic tone, and everyone looked at him.

"I also say that only Fortress Master Li Yingyang is qualified to be the leader. I wholeheartedly agree!"

Du An said with a forced smile.

Everyone expected him to object, but to everyone's surprise, he expressed his approval. Even Li Yingyang was puzzled. Although he had no enmity with Du An, they were also completely estranged, keeping to themselves for over a decade. It was truly perplexing that Du An would so strongly support him, given their differences in the martial arts world.

Lian Xinyi, the Ice Beauty and eldest disciple of Emei, frowned and said, "Shaolin is the pinnacle of the martial arts world. What if our grand entrance causes a conflict with the Shaolin monks? Besides, Master Jueci has only recently passed away. What we're doing is impolite and seems like we're forcing Shaolin to comply."

Xu En actually shared the same thought but didn't dare say it out of respect for Li Yingyang. However, Lian Xinyi's bluntness startled him: they had offended Li Yingyang this time.

As expected, Li Yingyang's expression changed. Although he didn't say anything, he appeared quite displeased. Shen Sanquan immediately interjected, "Miss Lian, you are mistaken. This matter concerns the safety of all martial arts practitioners. Feng Wutian's evil deeds are heinous, and he has killed countless people. He deserves to be torn to pieces. The Shaolin monks have no reason to protect this scoundrel and make an enemy of all martial arts practitioners."

The others echoed his sentiments. Lian Xinyi couldn't say anything more, but she felt great contempt for Li Yingyang. Shen Sanquan and the others had clearly discussed this with him beforehand. This man appeared upright but was actually very ambitious. After becoming the leader of the alliance, he would use this opportunity to expand the influence and prestige of the Tianshan Sect and Li Family Fortress, and suppress Shaolin. Once he became powerful, Emei would probably not have a good time either.

Li Yingyang glanced at Lian Xinyi smugly and thought: This little brat dared to embarrass me because of my favor. Now that I am the popular choice, nothing she says will matter. In the future, I will make her know how powerful I am. Thinking of his long-held ambitions finally coming to fruition, he felt a surge of joy, but the thought of his crippled son and the raped Mo Jing filled him with rage. That brat had been chasing Qi Yun'ao and Chen Xiaodan for over ten days; why hadn't he returned?

Just then, one of Li Yingyang's disciples rushed in, his face ashen, shouting, "Master, something terrible has happened! That brat Qi Yun'ao has captured Senior Brother Li Hua and broken in!"

Li Yingyang's expression changed drastically. Why did this have to happen now? This useless fellow, failing to hunt them down, had instead been captured himself.

Lian Xinyi's heart skipped a beat: Qi Yun'ao? That name sounds familiar. Wasn't he the镖师 (bodyguard/escort) from the Longwei Escort Agency who fought with Du An of the Three Dragons Transformation in town a few days ago? What grudge did he hold against Li Yingyang?

As the clash of weapons continued, Yun Ao, with Li Hua in his left hand and a single-edged sword in his right, charged straight into Li Family Fortress. His internal strength had greatly increased, and the longswords of the Li Family Fortress disciples either broke or slipped from his grasp after clashing with his single-edged sword. None of them could withstand more than three moves from him. Peng Ting, Zhou Wei, and the others who had chased him and Xiao Dan were the most skilled disciples in Li Family Fortress, but now these disciples were far inferior to them. In addition, with Li Hua in his hand, the disciples were also worried that if they hurt Li Hua, they would hesitate to attack, allowing him to easily break into Li Family Fortress.

Li Yingyang stared intently, his anger surging. His son's left arm had been severed, and his groin was a bloody mess—he had been castrated. This rage was truly immense. Li Hua was his only son, and after losing an arm, his martial arts skills had greatly diminished. He had been planning to have him practice left-handed swordsmanship, but now, not only were both arms severed, but he had also been castrated. His Li family line was effectively cut off, leaving him without an heir and making him a laughingstock in the martial arts world.

"You villain, put down my son and I'll spare your life!"

Li Yingyang, now completely losing his composure, drew his Qingfeng sword and roared repeatedly. He dared not rush forward to rescue his son, fearing that if he pushed Yun Ao to the edge, Yun Ao would kill Li Hua.

Yun Ao sneered, "Li Yingyang, do you think I'll believe your lies? Today I'll expose your shameless and wicked deeds before all the heroes of the world, and let everyone judge this."

Li Hua was terrified out of his wits and kept shouting, "Father, I'm in so much pain! Save me! I don't want to die! Hero Qi, please spare me!"

It's a pity that Li Hua, who was once a young hero, has now suffered the following: his fiancée was gang-raped and displayed in public, he lost an arm, he raped Xiao Dan and Pei Yiting, and Yun Ao cut off his left arm and castrated him. His former heroic spirit has vanished completely.

Li Yingyang trembled with rage and roared, "Useless thing! If you're going to die, then die! Don't show weakness to this villain! Qi Yun'ao! If you dare to hurt my son again, don't even think about leaving this place alive today. How can the hundreds of heroes here tolerate your arrogance?"

Shen Sanquan and Li Yingyang were close friends. Seeing that Yun'ao was not far away with his back to him, he took a deep breath and suddenly leaped up, throwing a punch straight at Yun'ao's back. The Seven Injury Fist of the Kongtong Sect was famous throughout the martial arts world. At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, Xie Xun, the Golden-Haired Lion King of the Ming Cult, used this technique to kill the Shaolin monk Kongjian. By this generation, it had declined. Shen Sanquan was not considered a first-rate figure in the Kongtong Sect, but he was of a high seniority and still had a good reputation in the martial arts world. He used all his strength in this punch. Even Yun'ao a few days ago would have had a hard time taking this punch.

But Yun Ao's senses were now far sharper than before. The moment the wind of the punch arose, he sensed its direction and immediately used his palm strike to block Shen Sanquan's punch. The clash of fists and palms produced a deafening roar. Shen Sanquan coughed up blood and was thrown back more than ten feet, while Yun Ao was also shaken, his blood surging, but he only retreated four steps.

Li Yingyang seized the opportunity, taking advantage of Yun Ao's unsteady footing, and swiftly thrust his sword straight at his throat, clearly intending to kill him. At the same time, Hu Yunyi and Qi Wanshi drew their weapons and joined the attack on Yun Ao. Lian Xinyi, unsure of the grudges between the two sides, remained neutral and refused to intervene. Du An, however, stared blankly, lost in thought.

"Stop!"

With a loud shout, a figure leaped out from the crowd, slashing in a circle. Qi Wanshi and Hu Yunyi, two top experts, felt as if they had crashed into an invisible wall, and were sent flying back. Yun Ao, in time, used a move called "Hidden Blade Through Hand"

to block Li Yingyang's throat-snatching sword. As the swords clashed, sparks flew, and both felt their arms go numb.

Li Yingyang was astonished: this kid's internal energy was the same as his when they fought a few days ago, but how come his power seems to have more than doubled? Yun Ao's confidence also soared. He realized his power was no less than Li Yingyang's, but the single-edged sword he had taken from the Li family disciple was no match for the opponent's precious sword, already chipped.

The newcomer pushed aside Qi Wanshi and Hu Yunyi, shielding Yun Ao. Yun Ao looked closely and exclaimed with delight, "Senior, it's you!"

The newcomer was none other than the Compassionate Old Man who had passed on his skills to him. He shook his head and said, "Boy, I'm late. A day ago, I came to Lu Tianyou's pharmacy but couldn't find you. After asking the neighbors, I learned that you had been captured by the Li Family Fortress. I wanted to ask Li Yingyang for your release at the Heroes' Gathering, but who knew you had already escaped? What happened?"

The Compassionate Old Man was a highly respected and renowned martial arts senior in the Jianghu. In terms of seniority, he was of the same generation as Li Yingyang's master, the Tianshan Ancestor. Li Yingyang did not dare to be negligent and quickly cupped his hands, saying, "Compassionate Senior, I, Li Yingyang, greet you. May I ask what your relationship is with this villain surnamed Qi? Don't be misled by him."

Chen Sanquan, Lian Xinyi, and the others also bowed to the Compassionate Old Man.

The compassionate old man stroked his beard and said, "I dare not accept such praise, but please allow this young man to tell me about his grudges with the Li Family Fortress and who is right and who is wrong, out of consideration for this old man's reputation in the martial arts world. I was ambushed a few days ago, and it was only thanks to this young man's rescue that I was able to save my old life."

Everyone was taken aback to hear that Qi Yun'ao was the compassionate old man's savior. Li Yingyang secretly groaned, thinking that no matter what Yun'ao said, he would have to shamelessly deny it to the death.

With the compassionate old man's help, Yun'ao immediately recounted the events of the past few days in detail, from being refused when he asked Li Yingyang to borrow ginseng, to stopping Li Hua from indiscriminately killing and cutting off his arm, which led to him being hunted down by the Li family, to the conflict with Du An and Lian Xinyi's rescue, and finally, the three of them being kidnapped by Li Hua and others and taken to the Peng family's courtyard cave where Xiaodan was humiliated. However, he concealed the matter of the mysterious master rescuing him and giving him ginseng, only saying that he had found a way to escape and then killed Peng Ting and others and crippled Li Hua.

Li Yingyang's face flushed red and then paled as he listened, his eyes sharpening as he glared at Li Hua. "This idiot! He could have just killed them, but instead he succumbed to lust for Chen Xiaodan's beauty, raping her and causing this mess!" Li Yingyang cursed Li Hua inwardly, but aloud said, "Nonsense! Absolutely not! Don't be fooled by him! My female disciple, Mo Jing, was kidnapped by this boy and Chen Xiaodan, along with the Five Tigers, and her virginity was ruined. They even hung her on a memorial archway to humiliate her. When my son discovered this and confronted them, they cut off his arm and escaped. My son, unwilling to accept defeat, led a group to chase after them, but they used a trick to capture him, subjecting him to such torment! Fellow martial artists, please distinguish right from wrong!"

Yun Ao angrily retorted, "Li Yingyang, you claim to be a grandmaster, yet you distort the truth and turn around to bite the hand that feeds you! You condoned your son's indiscriminate killing and rape of Miss Chen!" "You're turning around and accusing me again? Aren't you afraid of divine retribution?"

Li Yingyang shamelessly retorted, "I, Li, have lived a righteous and upright life. I have a clear conscience and have no fear of divine retribution."

Seeing that most people were on his father's side, Li Hua grew bolder and shouted, "Qi Yun'ao framed me! He and Chen Xiaodan harmed my junior sister! I sought justice for my junior sister but ended up helping them harm her! Everyone, you must stand up for me!"

Chen Sanquan chimed in, "Boy, you say Young Master Li insulted Chen Xiaodan, but where is Chen Xiaodan? There's no evidence. Why should we believe your one-sided story? Young Master Li is a renowned young hero in the martial arts world. You're just a bodyguard. Why should we believe you?"

Yun'ao said in a deep voice, "Miss Chen..." "My heart is deeply wounded; I cannot let her suffer any more harm. Li Yingyang's words just now were mere sophistry."

Lian Xinyi swayed and stepped forward, saying, "I did indeed see this Young Master Qi and Mr. Du fighting in town a few days ago. I even intervened and exchanged a few blows with Mr. Du. Apart from that, I don't know the truth of anything else."

Du An sneered, "It seems that Lady Lian forgot to mention something? That day, Young Master Li and I discovered that Lady Lian and a group of nuns were having a group sex session with Qi Yun'ao, Chen Xiaodan, and that doctor in a pharmacy. They were having a great time. Lady Lian was chanting about Qi Yun'ao's penis while Chen Xiaodan was masturbating you. We caught you in the act, and you became enraged and wanted to kill us." "You silenced him! I barely managed to fight my way out, and Young Master Li was captured by you. I never imagined you would be so cruel as to harm him like this. Now you're here to frame him again. It's outrageous! Young Master Li, tell me boldly, was that really how it happened?"

Seeing Du An speak up for him and eager to shake off his image as a lecher, Li Hua hurriedly said, "Yes, Mr. Du is right, that's exactly how it happened."

As soon as he said this, all the women of the Emei Sect drew their swords at him. Even Xin Yi, whose originally proud face turned purple with anger, trembled as she pointed her sword at Du An. "Du An, you're supposed to be a grandmaster, yet you shamelessly slander others! Li Hua... you're supposed to be from a prestigious sect, yet you conspired with him to humiliate the Emei Sect like this! How can I tolerate you?"

Li Yingyang frowned but said nothing. Du An's support was advantageous to him, but his defense of Li Hua was too much of a pretext. Lian Xinyi of the Emei Sect was known for her purity and innocence, and Jing En was the highly respected junior sister of their master. Such reckless slander would only put the Emei Sect on the opposite side of Tianying Fortress. However, he couldn't say that Du An was lying, because that would be tantamount to slapping Li Hua in the face.

The Compassionate Old Man said, "What Mr. Du said is completely different from what I heard! I asked the neighbors of the pharmacy at the time, and they all said that a group of people claiming to be the young master of the Li family fortress brought to catch thieves rushed into the pharmacy and chased a man and a woman. The man was Lu Dazhang, Lu Tianyou, and the woman was Chen Xiaodan. Later, this young man, Qi Yun'ao, came to help, but he was also captured, beaten, tied up, and taken away."

Du An shook his head and said, "Perhaps the Compassionate Old Man is old and has misremembered? I vaguely saw an old lecherous man embracing Master Xu'en that day, making loud lewd noises. He looked quite similar to the Old Man." Before

the Compassionate Old Man could say anything, Xu'en's face turned ashen with anger: "Du An, you were no match for my senior sister and were defeated by her. A few days ago, you didn't get a good deal under Xin Yi's sword, so you fabricated this monstrous lie to insult our innocence. One day you will surely fall into the deepest hell and never be able to escape." "I have to turn things around."

Du An pretended to tremble and said, "Oh dear, I'm so scared! Buddha, Guanyin, and all the gods and Buddhas in the sky are coming to capture me."

Seeing that the two groups were getting more and more entangled, Li Yingyang said urgently, "Please stop arguing, everyone. My son is seriously injured. Qi Yun'ao should release him immediately so he can heal him."

Yun'ao suddenly put a knife to Li Hua's neck and said, "Don't even think about it. You've denied everything. If you don't tell the truth today, don't expect me to release him."

Li Yingyang gritted his teeth and said, "It's wishful thinking for you to expect me and my son to admit to such absurd things. I, Li, will never be threatened by you, you evil heretic, and succumb to evil. Hua'er, remember, even if you die, you will still be a good son of the Li family. Never submit to this villain!"

Li Hua was so scared that his whole body went limp and he just kept trembling. Judging from his father's attitude, he would rather sacrifice himself than admit to these things.

Just then, a delicate voice rang out, "I am Chen Xiaodan. I'm here to testify against Li Hua, that lecherous scoundrel, for defaming my innocence."

The crowd parted, and a young man in his thirties helped a girl with a face covered in bruises into the room. It was Lu Tianyou and Chen Xiaodan, followed by a tall, imposing old man in his seventies or eighties.

Yun Ao exclaimed, "Xiaodan, why are you here? I can manage on my own. Tianyou, why did you bring her?"

Xiaodan said tearfully, "Don't blame Brother Tianyou. I asked him to bring me. If I don't testify against Li Hua's evil deeds here to all the heroes, I'd rather die. That day, it was this beast and his fellow disciples who kidnapped us to the Peng Family Cave and...did this to me."

With that, she unbuttoned her upper garment. Although a bra covered her chest, it couldn't hide the numerous finger and scratch marks on her body, clearly indicating severe abuse.

Lian Xinyi and the other women couldn't help but turn their heads and glare fiercely at Li Hua. Chen Sanquan and the others were also speechless for a moment. The Compassionate Old Man also glared angrily at Li Yingyang. Yun Ao stepped forward to help Xiaodan put on her top and hugged her tightly. "I'm sorry, Xiaodan. I failed to protect you and caused you such humiliation. I swear that from now on I will never let you suffer any harm again. Anyone who dares to have any intention of harming you will be killed without mercy."

Li Yingyang rolled his eyes and said, "This Miss Chen is indeed injured, but how can you say that it was my son who did it? Maybe this Young Hero Qi did it to frame my son? You helped the Five Tigers harm my female disciple back then, so why are you turning around and accusing me now?"

Xiaodan broke free from Yun Ao's embrace and took a few steps forward, saying, "It seems that Lord Li is really..." "If you insist on protecting your beastly son to the end, then I have no choice but to die to prove that my words are true."

She thought to herself, "Brother Yun Ao, farewell forever." Suddenly, she drew a dagger from her waist and stabbed it towards her heart… (

Chapter 13 of Sword and Hatred: Death Struggle)

Xiao Dan's fierce personality was far superior to the outwardly strong but inwardly weak Pan'er. That day, to protect Yun Ao's life, she endured humiliation and willingly suffered the rape of Li Hua, Peng Ting, and others. Now that Yun Ao had escaped and Li Hua, Peng Ting, and others had received their retribution, she felt she had no regrets. Yun Ao took Li Hua to Li Family Fortress to testify against the evil deeds of the Li family father and son, but Li Yingyang's influence in the martial arts world was immense, making success unlikely. Just then, Lu Tianyou's master arrived, and she persuaded them to take her to Li Family Fortress to expose Li Hua's evil deeds in person. Then, she committed suicide with the dagger to show her resolve.

Yun Ao and Cibei were shocked, but it was too late to stop them. The knife was already halfway into her body, but Lu Tianyou's master was prepared and struck first, disarming her with a Dragon Claw move. Xiaodan only suffered minor external injuries, but fainted again due to emotional distress.

Li Yingyang, seeing the opponent's move, exclaimed in surprise, "Could you be the renowned Wang Zhen, the Four Masters of the Imperial Clan, famous throughout Sichuan and Shaanxi for assassinating the eunuch Liu Jin?"

The old man nodded, "That's right, I am Wang Zhen."

Wang Zhen was skilled in four techniques: fist, palm, finger, and claw, earning him the title of "Four Masters of the Imperial Clan." More than thirty years ago, he and more than ten other masters joined forces to assassinate Liu Jin, the powerful head of the Eastern Depot. Only Wang Zhen escaped, while Liu Jin was severely injured and died soon after. Wang Zhen was revered by his fellow martial artists.

Although Wang Zhen was old, he exuded an air of authority and said in a deep voice, "My disciple Lu Tianyou doesn't lie. He said that Young Master Li raped Miss Chen, and Lord Li said that Young Hero Qi and Miss Chen helped the Five Tigers rape Lady Mo Jing. Why didn't they kill Lady Mo to silence her, but instead brought her to Li Family Fort to cause trouble? Are they deliberately walking into a trap?"

Li Yingyang was speechless, and everyone else found it unbelievable. Only Du An sneered, "Perhaps they just want to take this opportunity to humiliate Lord Li and then capture Young Master Li to frame them and ruin their reputation in front of all the heroes. I think there are quite a few accomplices among them."

Lian Xinyi sneered, "Mr. Du is really clever. He doesn't mince words when it comes to accusing people. Shouldn't Lady Mo Jing come forward to clarify this matter? Lord Li, please ask your disciple to come out and confront them face to face."

Li Yingyang's expression changed, but he quickly regained his composure and said, "Alright, I'll have Jing'er come out and confront them face to face."

After saying that, he asked his disciple to call Mo Jing out.

In a short while, Mo Jing arrived at the square, looking haggard and unsteady on her feet, clearly still recovering from her injuries. Her once imposing and heroic demeanor was completely gone.

Li Yingyang said loudly, "Jing'er, these are heroes from all over the world. Don't be afraid. Just tell everyone what happened that day in detail. Rest assured, no one can harm or stop you from telling the truth."

He then glared at Mo Jing with a sharp look, which frightened her into lowering her head.

Yun Ao's heart skipped a beat. This was bad! That old scoundrel Li must have threatened the heroine Mo beforehand. As his disciple, she naturally wouldn't dare disobey her master's orders. If he turned on them, it would be extremely disadvantageous.

Mo Jing, her eyes filled with tears, said sadly, "Not long ago, I suffered the misfortune of having my chastity defiled by a villain. Today, I only beg you heroes to give me justice."

Lian Xinyi said, "Sister Mo, please speak freely. No one can force you to say what you don't want to say."

Yun Ao, her anger rising, said, "Heroine Mo, please examine your conscience. If Miss Chen and I hadn't righteously saved you that day, would she have ended up in this state? Shouldn't good people be rewarded? How can an ungrateful and treacherous villain who turns right and wrong into an embezzler still hold sway over the world?" "No way?"

Mo Jing nodded and said, "What this young hero Qi said is correct. That day, he and heroine Chen rescued me from the Five Tigers. They even killed four of them to rid the people of this scourge. Later, when I returned to Li Family Fortress, I was ambushed by two of the Tigers and humiliated again. He even hung me in front of the archway to shame me to his heart's content."

Upon hearing this, Li Yingyang's face immediately turned ashen. He never expected that Mo Jing, who always obeyed him, would dare to disobey his orders. The crowd whispered among themselves and cast contemptuous glances at him.

What Mo Jing said next was even more shocking. She said, "Li Hua, seeing me humiliated, was enraged and injured his fellow disciple to vent his anger. Miss Chen tried to stop him and nearly died by his sword. Young Master Qi, in his haste, accidentally cut off his arm, and as a result, Master took his anger out on them, falsely accusing them of being accomplices of the Five Tigers and wanting to kill them. Then Master called me to his room… forced me to strip naked, suck his… drink his… urine… and forced me to… I really don't want to live anymore…"

After saying this, Mo Jing knelt on the ground, covered her face with her hands, and wailed loudly.

Li Yingyang was trembling with rage. He never expected that Mo Jing, at this crucial moment, would not only not help him but also falsely accuse him of raping his own disciple. The contemptuous gazes of the surrounding heroes had turned into anger, and Lian Xinyi and the other nuns looked at him with disgust, as if he were a filthy bug.

Shen Sanquan and the others stood awkwardly to the side, unsure of what to say. They weren't exactly paragons of virtue; they too had engaged in despicable acts, even raping their own female disciples. But these were things they kept hidden, never to be known to outsiders. Now, Li Yingyang's shameful act had been exposed in public by his female disciple, making them feel as if they themselves were about to be caught in the act. Meanwhile, the castrated Li Hua glared at his father in shock and anger, shouting, "Father, even though she's lost her chastity, you can't—...how could you do this to her..."

Li Yingyang trembled, saying, "Jing'er...you've been orphaned since childhood, and I raised you and taught you martial arts. I never imagined...I never imagined you would collude with that Qi brat to frame me! You unfilial, treacherous beast, prepare to die!"

With that, he flicked his sword, aiming straight for Mo Jing's heart.

Mo Jing closed her eyes, clearly accepting her death, but others wouldn't let her die like that. Lian Xinyi, the Four Absolutes Hermit, Yun Ao, and the Compassionate Old Man almost simultaneously intervened to block her path. Li Yingyang's eyes were already bloodshot; he felt everyone here was plotting against him, and he didn't care about anything else, wildly stabbing with his sword. The Compassionate Old Man unleashed his palm strike from a distance, sending Li Yingyang flying more than half a zhang away, while the Compassionate Old Man only swayed slightly.

Knowing that his internal strength was inferior to the Compassionate Old Man's, Li Yingyang cursed, "You little dog surnamed Qi, you plotted against me, you're worse than a pig or a dog! If you have the guts, don't rely on numbers, fight me one-on-one! Today, I'll fight you to the death!"

Yun Ao stepped forward and said, "You old thief, you hypocrite, you've done all sorts of evil deeds. Today, you've been exposed in front of all the heroes of the world, and all you know how to do is act like a scoundrel. I'll fight you one-on-one, everyone else, don't come to my aid!"

With that, he brandished his sword, ready to fight Li Yingyang one-on-one.

The compassionate old man grabbed Yun Ao and said, "Young brother, Li Yingyang's swordsmanship is extremely high. Even though your skill has greatly improved, you probably still have little chance of winning. It's best not to force yourself."

Yun Ao shook his head and said, "Thank you for your concern, senior, but this is a personal grudge between him and me. I dare not trouble you and everyone else. I have already agreed to fight him one-on-one and I will never go back on my word."

Helpless, the compassionate old man drew a long sword from behind his back and handed it to him, saying, "The quality of your sword is far inferior to his precious sword. If you fight for a few more moves, it will surely break. I obtained this sword from the three villains who attacked me last time. You can take it and use it."

When the compassionate old man threw the corpses of the three Dharma Kings down the mountain that day, he found that they all used precious swords that could cut through gold and jade and slicing through iron like mud. He then put away the three swords, hoping to find out their origins.

Yun Ao knew his sword was merely an ordinary weapon and couldn't withstand Li Yingyang's precious sword. He thanked Li Yingyang for his mercy and accepted the sword. It was surprisingly heavy, two and a half feet long, with a gleaming, cold hilt. The hilt was engraved with the two characters "Slaying Heaven."

This sword was forged from North Sea ice iron mixed with the essence of five metals, truly a first-rate divine weapon.

Yun Ao twirled his sword and then suddenly lunged forward, delivering a devastating blow. Li Yingyang parried with his sword, sparks flying as they clashed. Both were forced back a step. Seeing that the opponent's sword was no less sharp than his own, Li Yingyang sneered, "Don't think you're so great just because you have a precious sword. I'll make you bleed within a hundred moves."

With that, he unleashed a fierce attack from the Heavenly Eagle Sword Technique, as if dozens of arms and swords had sprung up and were thrusting at Yun Ao.

Yun Ao focused his mind and countered each move. He was still using his family's Nine Rings Saber Technique, but after more than ten moves, he found it difficult to parry. Just as Du An had said, the Nine Rings Saber Technique lacked agility and became difficult to parry against a fast swordsman. He quickly changed his move and used the Wind and Dust Saber Technique passed down by Zhang Feiyan. Instantly, his saber technique became soft and powerful, completely blocking Li Yingyang's sword moves. In the midst of the chaos, he was even able to parry a few moves.

Li Yingyang frowned and said, "The Dust and Wind Saber Technique? I didn't expect you to be able to establish a connection with even the leader of the Beggars' Gang. While the Dust and Wind Saber Technique is powerful, it may not be stronger than the Heavenly Mountain Sword Technique."

With that, his swordplay changed, becoming strangely unpredictable. The blade curved like a whip, stabbing out in a serpentine pattern. This was the Thirty-Two Forms of the Spirit Serpent Sword, passed down to him by the Heavenly Mountain Ancestor. He rarely used it, and those who fought him using this technique almost never survived. This sword technique was extremely difficult to master; the key lay in internal energy. Only those who had cultivated it to a state of consummate skill could wield the longsword like a whip. Li Yingyang, driven by revenge, was willing to risk everything, even exposing this long-hidden skill in front of countless people, rather than kill Yun Ao to vent his hatred.

In the blink of an eye, Yun Ao was struck by several swords. The longswords, like serpents, would immediately bypass the blade and stab at his body upon contact with the saber, making it impossible to defend against. Fortunately, no vital organs were injured, but Yun Ao was already covered in blood. Cibei, Wang Zhen, Lu Tianyou, and the others were all anxious but helpless because Yun Ao had said he couldn't help. Cibei thought to himself, "If this young brother really can't hold on, I'll risk my reputation to save him."

Lian Xinyi, seeing Yun Ao in danger, was also uneasy. Several times she wanted to draw her sword and rush to his aid, her heart pounding. She wondered why, after years of practicing martial arts, she had always been so calm and composed, yet today she was so concerned about a man she had no connection with.

Yun Ao had been struck by multiple swords, feeling intense pain and bleeding profusely. However, his opponent's swordplay was too fast, and he couldn't use acupressure to stop the bleeding. This time, the excessive blood loss made him dizzy and he was destined to lose. The Nine Rings Saber Technique and the Dust Saber Technique, one hard and one soft, were both difficult to counter his opponent. What if the hard and soft techniques were combined? Could these two saber techniques be combined? And then there were the new moves he had been pondering these past few days. In an instant, his mind cleared, as if he had grasped something.

To onlookers, Yun Ao appeared to be standing frozen, unprepared, watching Li Yingyang's longsword thrust straight for his throat. Cibei and Wang Zhen gathered their strength in their palms, preparing to strike, while Lian Xinyi's hand unconsciously rested on her sword hilt, ready to draw it.

Li Yingyang, however, changed his attack, striking at Yun Ao's limbs. He thought, "This brat made me look bad in front of all the heroes! How can I kill him with one sword? I must sever his limbs and castrate him to avenge Hua'er and vent my hatred!" His seemingly flawless strike, due to his ruthless change of tactics, momentarily created an opening.

Changing tactics on the fly is a major taboo in a duel between masters, and Yun Ao seized this opportunity, unleashing a powerful backslash. This strike combined the extreme strength of the Nine Rings Blade Technique with the extreme softness of the Wind and Dust Blade Technique, its momentum endless. Li Yingyang, momentarily careless, was completely on the defensive. Faced with Yun Ao's unpredictable attack, he could only parry with his own sword.

However, instead of the clanging of metal against metal, a powerful adhesive force held Li Yingyang's sword firmly in place. Yun Ao spun the sword with both arms, and Li Yingyang felt the sword involuntarily rotating with the force of the blade. One rotation, two rotations, three rotations, each rotation increasing the force. By the seventh rotation, he finally lost his grip on the sword, and it flew out of his hand. Yun Ao's longsword had already swung down straight towards his head.

Wang Du awoke from his daze to find himself completely naked. His obese body was tightly bound with ropes, like a bundle of dumplings, and tied to a fire with a wooden stick. The burning pain made him shout, "Who is it? Who ambushed me?"

A pretty young girl's face appeared before him. "Wang Du, one of the four great lechers of the world, isn't that right? Now we're going to have some fun with you. We heard you like to torture women, so now we'll let you taste what it's like to be tortured."

A small hand swiftly grasped the soft snake between Wang Du's legs, and with a few strokes and rubs, the sensitive beast stood erect like a black venomous dragon. Wang Du was all too familiar with this feeling, but this time he couldn't be happy, because a silver needle had already pierced his magnificent, erect penis...

"Oh..."

A miserable scream echoed all around...

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen silver needles were stuck in his penis, which had originally been a foot long but had swollen to a full foot and a half long and purplish-black. Wang Du's eyes rolled back in pain and he foamed at the mouth. "Grandma... have mercy... I'll tell you everything..."

The girl in red shook her head and sighed, "I thought you could endure for a long time. You can't take it anymore so quickly? I'm really disappointed. Where is the Definitive Joyful Lama in Hundred Flowers City?"

Wang Du's fat face jiggled as he asked, "Grandma... what Definitive Joyful Lama?"

"Oh, I almost forgot, his name is now Meteor."

Meteor took off his last pair of underwear, looking at the helpless Liu Aoxue lying on the bed, feeling extremely smug. The virginity and unparalleled skill of this most beautiful woman in the martial arts world were about to belong to him. She was definitely the most beautiful woman he had slept with in decades. Thinking of him, he unbuckled Aoxue's belt…

[Note: While both Tantric Buddhism and the Vajrayana tradition have Buddha statues, the Vajrayana tradition is unique to Vajrayana Buddhism and is only found in Tibetan Buddhist (Lamaist) temples.

Vajrayana Buddhism originated in India in the 7th century and was introduced to China during the Tang Dynasty. In Tibet, it combined with local folk beliefs to become Tibetan Vajrayana.] Tibetan Buddhism (commonly known as Lamaism), as a branch of Buddhism, pursues the same ultimate goal as other sects. However,

compared to Han Chinese Buddhism, often referred to as "exoteric Buddhism," which focuses on theoretical exploration, Tibetan Buddhism takes esoteric Buddhism as its essence. Its main characteristics are highly organized incantations and rituals, and popular belief. It promotes a practice combining the three secrets: oral recitation of mantras (speech secret), hand mudras (body secret), and mental visualization (mind secret). The

worship of the Yab-Yum Buddha in esoteric Buddhism serves as a "tool for cultivating the mind"

and an "opportunity" for nurturing Buddha-nature.

Master Tsongkhapa said, "Cultivating the mind requires faith in the object of focus."

By "observing the form and contemplating" the Yab-Yum Buddha

, one gradually becomes accustomed to it, less surprised by its familiarity, and desires naturally diminish. Buddhist doctrine states, "Form is emptiness, emptiness is form; form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form."

Utilizing the "union of emptiness and bliss,"

one attains enlightenment and achieves

the goal of "using desire to control desire."

The fierce appearances of the Vidyarajas (wisdom kings) are not only used to scare away external demons, but more importantly, to deal with themselves and their inner afflictions. The alluring and beautiful consorts, who are one with these seemingly cruel Vidyarajas, are indispensable partners in their spiritual practice. In Buddhist scriptures, their role in practice is described as "first enticing them with desire, then leading them to Buddhist wisdom."

They offer their love and desire to those cruel gods and demons, influencing them, and then guiding them to the realm of Buddhahood.

There is a legend in Indian Tantric Buddhism about a Brahmanical king named Vinayaka, who

was cruel and murderous to Buddhists. Shakyamuni Buddha sent Avalokiteshvara, disguised as a beautiful woman, to have intercourse with Vinayaka.

Intoxicated by the woman's beauty, Vinayaka

was ultimately conquered by her and converted to Buddhism, becoming the principal deity among the Vajras on the Buddhist altar. Unlike

other schools of Buddhism that advocate non-existence ("nothingness")

, Esoteric Buddhism affirms the existence of the real world ("existence").

Based on this affirmation of all things, Esoteric Buddhism believes that the union of Yin and Yang is the cause of the universe and all things, and also the ultimate liberation of religion. The "Happy Buddha"

is a diagram of this theoretical concept.

Similar techniques exist in Han Chinese Buddhism, such as the popular folk tale of the Fish Basket Guanyin, where Guanyin manifests as a beautiful woman in a marketplace. When a man, infatuated with her, wants to marry her, he only sees a skeleton, thus warning him of the illusion of the world. However, due to the constraints of Confucian ethics, Han Chinese Buddhism generally uses a more subtle approach when depicting this theme. The

practice of male-female dual cultivation and Hinduism: Hinduism is a religion that developed from the reproductive worship culture of the Dravidian people and the nature worship tradition of the Aryans. Its core philosophy is the worship of cosmic life. It often uses various personified life forms, including multifaced, multi-armed, half-human, half-animal, and half-male, grotesque forms, to represent the vitality of cosmic life. Vitality. Various postures and gestures are imbued with specific symbolic meanings. The worship of cosmic life, a transcendental philosophical concept derived from fertility worship, became central to the symbolism of Indian art, especially Hindu art. The human body, as a microcosm of the universe, a vessel brimming with life, became the direct vehicle for expressing cosmic life.

Buddhism and Hinduism originally had significant differences. Buddhism denied the existence of a creator and ruler of the universe, while Hinduism asserted that all things were created by an omnipotent Brahma. Buddhism advocated the "Middle Way,"

opposing extremism; while different sects of Hinduism either engaged in extreme self-torture or indulged in debauchery. In social life, Buddhism advocated equality for all beings, while Hinduism implemented a strict caste system. In artistic expression, Buddhism pursued an ideal of peace and tranquility, while Hinduism strived to express the majesty of cosmic deities through strong dynamic changes.

However, after the Gupta Dynasty (320-600 AD), Buddhism gradually declined in India, while in South India, due to the great power of Hinduism, Buddhism... Buddhist influence was even excluded from these regions. Meanwhile, in Bengal, on the other side of ancient India, under the patronage of the Pala dynasty (750-1150), Buddhism survived for a considerable period, becoming the last bastion of Buddhism on the verge of disappearing from the Indian subcontinent. However, in order to continue its development, Buddhism had to absorb a large amount of Hindu content, evolving into Tantra.

Buddhist art was also deeply influenced by Hinduism, introducing many Hindu guardian deities, resulting in multi-headed and multi-armed bodhisattvas, wrathful deities, and other deities emphasizing mystery and sensuality. Particularly typical were the many depictions of male-female sexual union. In essence, these practices were also products of the influence of the Hindu Tantric school.

Tantra, also known as Tantric Buddhism, reflects the idea of Tantra. The root word "tantra" (mantra) originally means fertility or reproduction. It inherited the ideas and practices of the Tantric school (the hedonistic school) within Hinduism.

Compared to other schools in Hinduism, Tantra is a system of action. It also seeks liberation. But not in the afterlife, but in this life.

It doesn't reject worldly pleasures, but instead strives to explore various sensual delights and

experiences related to the "mountain god."

The Shakti school particularly values sexual energy and sexual rituals, believing sex to be the greatest creative energy. Through sexual intercourse, the creative energy within the human soul and body can be aroused, merging with the great energy of the cosmic soul to reach a highest spiritual state. Therefore, they directly treat sexual intercourse itself as a religious ritual, enabling men and women to communicate with the divine during intercourse. This ritual is called "Wheel Treasure Offering."

It is performed at midnight by several married or unmarried couples, involving "five pleasures."

The first four are fish, meat, wine, grains, and food; the last is sexual intercourse.

Before intercourse, meditation and other preparations are required, along with a period of foreplay. Then, intercourse occurs in various forms, with the man and woman merging into one in bliss, experiencing the unity of their individual soul and the cosmic soul. In images of the Blissful Buddha and the Queen Mother embracing and engaging in intercourse, the Queen Mother holds the Buddha's head, one leg encircling the Buddha's waist—this is the so-called "Great Bliss"

form.

Tibetan Buddhism features numerous goddess figures, a stark contrast to the near absence of goddesses in Han Chinese Buddhism. This is influenced by the concept of sexual energy. This concept holds that all things in the universe originate and multiply from the sexual energy of the creator goddess. Hinduism has three main deities, one of whom, Shiva, who governs reproduction and destruction, is symbolized by an erect penis. Ancient Indians attributed penile erection to

the movement of "prana" (vital energy), emphasizing the regulation of breath through intention, thus giving rise to yoga. Yoga is a traditional Indian practice, including meditation and breath control, similar to Chinese qigong.

In Vajrayana Buddhism, the transcendent wisdom of "prajna" (wisdom)

represents feminine creative vitality, while "skillful means" (expedient means) represents

masculine creative vitality. These are symbolized by the lotus flower (a form of the female genitalia) and the vulva (a form of the vulva), respectively. Through imagined and actual sexual intercourse, yoga aims to personally experience the blissful state of Nirvana where "prajna"

and "skillful means"

are unified. This is

the religious meaning of "Yabhātu" (the Buddha of Bliss).

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