[Wuxia] Sword's Hatred and Passion (Complete) - 35

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Chapter 67 of "Sword's Hatred and Passion": A Shocking Turn of Events.

The bamboo grove where Xiaodan once lived had been deserted for quite some time, the tables and chairs covered in dust. Suddenly, a woman in white appeared—it was Liu Aoxue, the one who had killed the Nine Thousand Years Old. After obtaining his Yuan Pearl, she decided to search for her sworn sister, Xiaodan. Xiaodan had told her that if she ever chose a place to live in seclusion, she would hide the address under a patterned blue brick near the well in the old house. Remembering this, Aoxue came to search. It turned

out that her sister Xiaodan had lived here all those years ago. Aoxue looked around and nodded to herself; it truly was a good place to live in seclusion. It was a pity that her sister would probably never return. Aoxue sighed inwardly and walked to the well, looking closely. Sure enough, there was a blue brick carved with a small magpie beside the well.

"That's it, this should be it!" Ao Xue thought with delight. She reached out her jade-like hand, grabbed the blue brick, and looked underneath. There were several words engraved on the bottom of the brick: "South of Luoyan Peak in Lingnan, East of Jinfeng Forest." Ao Xue nodded. It seemed that this should be the address left by Xiao Dan where she lived in seclusion. With a slight exertion of her strength, the blue brick instantly turned into a pile of powder. Then, with a light touch of her jade feet, she floated in mid-air like a fairy from the heavens. At this moment, her skill was so high that it could be described as extraordinary. Even flying through the air was a piece of cake for her. At this moment, she seemed to be unable to feel her own weight. With just a light push, she flew swiftly towards Lingnan.

As Ao Xue fled, she noticed several woodcutters chopping wood near the small house below. She paid them no further attention, but after she disappeared, one of the woodcutters looked up with a strange smile. He then slapped the bamboo basket behind him, and an eagle leaped out. The woodcutter pulled a piece of black chalk from his robes, tore off a piece, wrote a few words on it, tied it to the eagle's leg, and slapped the eagle. The eagle spread its wings and soared into the sky, flying off in another direction.

Xiao Dan, heavily pregnant, carefully selected the herbs she had just gathered. These herbs were meant to help with her delivery, but she was worried about when her thirteen-month-old child would finally be born. Alas, she didn't even know who the father was.

Just then, she heard a slight rustling sound in the courtyard. Startled, she grabbed a wood-chopping knife and tiptoed to the door. Peeking through a crack, she saw a stunningly beautiful woman standing outside, smiling at her. It was none other than her sworn sister, Aoxue, whom she hadn't seen for years.

"Sister, you... how did you get here..."

Xiaodan was overjoyed to see Aoxue and quickly dropped the knife, opening the door wide.

"Little sister, you're carrying a knife, are you going to stab your sister? Oh dear, your... your belly..."

Aoxue exclaimed, staring at Xiaodan's large, protruding belly.

"I... sister, please don't laugh at me, I... I'm about to give birth..."

Xiaodan said somewhat awkwardly.

"Oh my, this is...this is such a joyous occasion! I'm going to be an elder soon! Quick...come inside, don't upset the baby!" Aoxue hurriedly helped Xiaodan into the room. Inside, there was a large pile of herbs, and a pot of medicine was simmering on the stove. Lying on a stone bed was a woman who looked remarkably like Xiaodan.

"Eh, sister, who...who is she?"

Aoxue asked, noticing Yiting lying on the bed.

"She...sigh, she's my poor sister Xiaoyu. Let me tell you what happened to my mother and sister back then..."

Xiaodan sighed and recounted the events of the past few days. When she spoke of Yun Ao accidentally killing her mother while trying to save her, her heart ached, and tears streamed down her face.

"Sigh, really...sister, the dead can't be brought back to life. Don't be sad anymore. It's not your fault, nor is it Brother Qi's fault. He didn't know the truth; he only did it to save you..."

Aoxue's eyes also reddened, and she gently comforted Xiaodan, holding her close.

"Yes, I... I just thought about how Mother was manipulated by the Seven Emotions Gu for half her life, harming Father and Sister without even realizing it. She was manipulated by that scoundrel Zhang Ruoshui like a puppet, doing all sorts of evil deeds. I thought I could save her from this misery, but... but I never expected her to end up like this. My sister is still unconscious. But the truly wicked villain, who wears the mask of a divine healer, is still alive and well. I heard he's now a respected figure in the Heavenly Alliance, a favorite of the Emperor. Why is Heaven so unfair?"

Xiaodan cried, stroking her face.

"Sister, don't worry. No matter how cunning that scoundrel is, he's no match for me in martial arts. I'll go to the capital tomorrow to avenge your whole family and bring you his head," Aoxue said, her eyes blazing with murderous intent.

Xiaodan couldn't help but tremble slightly. She also felt that the murderous aura on Aoxue was much stronger than a year ago. She wondered what had happened in the past year to cause such a drastic change in her sister.

“Sister, this scoundrel is always insidious and shameless. Although you are a peerless martial artist, even the great hero Feng has been repeatedly ambushed by him. Now he is a favorite of the emperor and is regarded as a leader of the righteous path in the martial arts world. I’m afraid you can kill him…”

Xiaodan frowned.

“Hmph, Feng Wutian was deceived by him because he’s stupid. He’s a born fool and an idiot who can never figure out who is the best person for him.” Hearing Xiaodan mention Feng Wutian, Aoxue felt a surge of hatred in her chest. The thought of him and her sister Aoshuang living happily together made her extremely jealous. Even if he and her sister were husband and wife, she… hadn’t she also lost her virginity to him? He had vowed to take care of her for life. Even if two women served one husband, she wouldn’t have been unwilling. She would have just given in to her sister a little more. But… but he actually denied having slept with her in front of her sister and even injured her. This was what hurt her the most.

Xiaodan was taken aback. Seeing Aoxue's eyes brimming with tears and her pretty face contorted with anger, she couldn't understand why Aoxue, who had once been so infatuated with her brother-in-law, now seemed to harbor such hatred towards Feng Wutian. Could there be some misunderstanding between them?

"Sister, is there some misunderstanding between you and Hero Feng? Why do you seem so dissatisfied with him?"

Xiaodan asked.

"Well... it's nothing, it's just that he hasn't come to see me lately, and I... I'm a little annoyed. Oh, sister, don't worry, my martial arts have improved greatly. Even that eunuch Wei Yan died at my hands. No matter how many tricks Zhang Ruoshui has up his sleeve, as long as I sneak into his residence and don't give him any chance to speak or use his tricks, I can kill him with one blow. I don't believe he can stay vigilant all the time. Although his martial arts are high, can they be higher than Wei Yan's?"

Aoxue quickly changed the subject, trying not to mention Feng Wutian.

"What? Wei Yan died at my sister's hands? But I heard he was besieged by righteous martial arts masters and knew he couldn't escape death, so he hanged himself. Could that person be..."

Xiaodan asked in surprise.

"Sister is indeed clever. That Wei Yan who died in the inn was just a substitute. With Wei Yan's character, why would he choose to commit suicide? That day, he used this substitute to distract the righteous martial arts world, while he secretly attacked the imperial city..."

At that moment, Aoxue recounted how the Ninth Prince attacked the imperial city and fought Feng Wutian for thousands of miles, then defeated Feng Wutian, and finally fought the Ninth Prince again, ultimately destroying him with her ultimate move.

For more than a year, Aoxue had been repeatedly humiliated and raped by lecherous villains, and for a year she had been imprisoned by the Ninth Prince and forced to become pregnant and give birth, which made her feel extremely ashamed and indignant. Finally, she had displayed her power and avenged her great revenge by killing her enemy, and she felt very relieved. As she spoke, she felt a little lightheaded, and she took out the Yuan Pearl left by the Ninth Prince from her bosom and placed it on the table.

"Sister, this is the essence of power left behind after Wei Yan's soul was scattered and his body shattered," Ao Xue said proudly.

Xiao Dan held the pearl in her palm and examined it. The pearl, about the size of a teacup, was half blue and half red, half scorching hot and half icy cold. She could feel the powerful energy contained within it, and this time she believed Ao Xue's words.

"Congratulations, sister, on slaying this scourge of the world and ridding the people of a great scourge! But I wonder what use this pearl is?"

Xiaodan exclaimed happily.

"This Yuan Pearl contains immense power, encompassing the profound mysteries of ice and fire. Anyone without it who tries to absorb it will only explode and die. Otherwise, I would give it to my sister so she can absorb it and increase her power. I... I want to find an opportunity to absorb the power of this Yuan Pearl, so... so I can be the best in the world!" Aoxue thought for a moment and said. Actually, she had never considered being the best in the world as her life goal. It was just that Feng Wutian had always pursued the title of best in the world, and she was angry at his ruthlessness towards her. Surpassing Feng Wutian in martial arts and preventing him from ever reaching that goal seemed to be the greatest revenge for him.

"Sister, even if I really have the ability to absorb it, what use is it? It is true that you want to kill that scoundrel and rid the world of evil, but you still have to be careful. I... I just want to give birth to this child now, and also to wake you up as soon as possible so you can raise my adopted son, Geng Zhong," Xiaodan sighed, glancing at Yiting on the bed.

"Don't worry, little sister, good people are always blessed. By the way, you haven't told us who the child's father is yet? Is it...is it Brother Qi?"

Aoxue asked with a smile.

"No...no, alas, Brother Qi is about to marry Sister Lian Xinyi, so what...what does he have to do with me?"

Xiaodan said sadly, bowing her head.

"Hmph, little sister, it must be that heartless Qi Yun'ao who betrayed you. He got you pregnant and then complained that you were going to marry the powerful new leader of the Emei Sect, right? Such a heartless man deserves to die!" Aoxue's eyebrows furrowed and her almond eyes widened. The thought of her own unbearable experience happening to Xiaodan made her furious. Her inner energy began to flow unconsciously, and the dishes in the room began to vibrate slightly. A strong aura of killing intent filled the room.

"Sister, calm down. This really has nothing to do with Brother Qi. I'm the one who wronged him. Listen to me, it was Zhang Ruoshui who harmed me..."

Xiaodan, sensing the surge of murderous energy within Aoxue, hurriedly defended Yun'ao, recounting how she had been framed by Zhang Ruoshui, mistakenly killed Qi's father, and then gang-raped by a group of lecherous men. Tears streamed down her face as she spoke of her heartbreak.

"Sister, so...so it was all that scoundrel's doing. You...you've truly suffered..."

Aoxue felt a pang of sympathy as she thought of Xiaodan, this beautiful and adorable girl, being brutally violated and tortured on the bed by dozens of lecherous men. She herself had suffered the same fate.

"Then...then do you know who the father of the child in your belly is? Could it be..."

Aoxue stared at Xiaodan's stomach, her face paling.

"This...I have no way of knowing who the father of this child is. He...he..."

The thought that the father of this child was one of the lecherous men who raped her caused Xiaodan unbearable pain in her heart.

“Isn’t this child a bastard…”

Ao Xue forced herself not to utter the last word, but Xiao Dan clearly understood what she was about to say. She lowered her head in anguish, stroking her belly with both hands.

“This…this child only brings you shame! You…you don’t despise him and still want to give birth to him?”

Ao Xue looked at Xiao Dan’s belly in disbelief.

“Yes, this child reminds me of the hurt and shame I suffered, but isn’t he a life? Growing little by little inside me, he is a completely innocent life, he is without sin. Should I kill his life because of his father’s mistakes? That would only be more wrong,” Xiao Dan said lovingly, stroking the little life inside her.

“This…this child inherits his father’s filthy and shameless blood. When he grows up…when he grows up, he will only be a villain.” Ao Xue seemed to be trying to persuade Xiao Dan, because the child in Xiao Dan’s womb reminded her of the son of the eunuch Wei, whom she had been forced to give birth to. This was the shame of her life; she only wanted to kill him and let him be reduced to ashes in this world. She simply couldn’t accept that Xiao Dan would want to give birth to the child of the villain who raped her.

“Human nature is inherently good, the child is innocent. I will teach this child well so that he grows up to be a good person. Sister, come and touch him, he can even move.” Xiaodan knew that Aoxue harbored resentment towards the child in her womb, so she simply took one of Aoxue's delicate hands and placed it on her own belly.

Aoxue felt as if she were touching a large, warm, and soft ball of flesh in her palm. She could feel the ball of flesh slowly wriggling; that was the child in her belly, its little legs kicking powerfully and full of vitality.

That demonic fetus… he… he was also in her belly like that… will he… truly become an evil person in the future? Or… Aoxue felt her mind in chaos. Was it wrong for her to be so determined to kill him and wash away her shame? Xiaodan could be so tolerant of a child born from adultery; was it too narrow-minded for her to hate her own son so much?

Gradually, the murderous aura in Ao Xue's eyes faded, replaced by the same loving maternal light as Xiao Dan's. Her inner strength was profound, allowing her to clearly sense every movement of the little life within Xiao Dan's womb, even the flow of blood and the beating of its heart—something she had never felt before.

Just as Xiao Dan had said, what good or evil could this child in her womb possess? It was merely a blank slate. She hated her child so much only because he was formed from the semen of Wei Yan's fake phallus. The Wei Yan she hated was dead; was this child truly guilty?

Seeing Ao Xue's transformation, Xiao Dan felt a surge of relief. She didn't know what had happened to her sworn sister over the past year that had caused such a drastic change, but she firmly believed that Ao Xue's nature was kind and gentle, and that she was only temporarily overwhelmed. If she could resolve the resentment in Ao Xue's heart, she would return to the Ao Xue she once was.

"Huh..."

Ao Xue suddenly froze. She felt a strange sensation in Xiao Dan's abdomen; the fetus seemed to be absorbing her internal energy. She focused her gaze intently on Xiao Dan's stomach and was shocked to feel a strange plant wriggling inside!

The plant was humanoid in shape, but its limbs were root-like. It...it looked like a huge ginseng root, and it even had a nose and ears, its mouth open, grinning eerily at her... "Ah..."

Ao Xue quickly withdrew her hand, taking a step back in shock. Xiao Dan was also startled and asked, "Sister, what's wrong? What happened?"

"I...I..."

Ao Xue shook her head and looked at Xiao Dan's stomach again. It was clearly a fetus; how could she have mistaken it for a ginseng root? Could it be that excessive practice had caused her to go astray and hallucinate?

"It's nothing, I might have been hallucinating. Xiaodan, you're pregnant, you should rest. I'll stay here for the night and set off for the capital tomorrow to kill that scoundrel," Aoxue hurriedly said.

"Hallucination? Is it serious?" Xiaodan asked nervously.

"Really, it's nothing, don't worry. I... who's there?" Aoxue suddenly turned to look at the door.

"Mother, I... I'm Zhong'er. Who... who is this fairy sister?"

The door opened and a dark-skinned, thin, and honest-looking young man walked in. It was Geng Zhong, Xiaodan's adopted son. He blushed and lowered his head, not daring to look at Aoxue.

"Oh, Zhong'er, why are you staying outside? Come... this is Aunt Xue, whom I often mention to you. Come and pay your respects," Xiaodan waved to Geng Zhong and smiled.

"Oh, Aunt Xue, I... I am... oh dear," Geng Zhong blushed and stepped forward, but seemed to slip and fall forward, one hand grabbing the tip of Aoxue's slender toes, which were clad in boots.

Ao Xue frowned slightly when she felt Geng Zhong's small hand pinch her toes, but then she relaxed, thinking that the other party was just a child. She then used her inner strength to lift Geng Zhong up from a distance and said, "You must be Geng Zhong. Why are you so clumsy?"

"Sigh, Xiao Zhong, you really are something," Xiao Dan said affectionately as she patted Geng Zhong's dirty knees.

“Sister, this child has a tragic past. If you raise him, will you teach him martial arts? I think he has good potential and is a natural martial arts student,” Ao Xue said, patting Geng Zhong’s head with a smile.

“This child’s father was a great hero, but he ultimately fell into the jaws of wild beasts and died a gruesome death. I… I think it’s better for him to study medicine. Learning martial arts might not bring him true happiness,” Xiao Dan sighed.

“Mother, Xiao Zhong wants to learn martial arts, he wants to learn martial arts to avenge his father,” Geng Zhong said, his eyes reddening.

“Sigh, all you think about is revenge. If you keep talking about revenge all the time, I won’t like you anymore,” Xiao Dan said sternly. She didn’t want Geng Zhong to be immersed in hatred from childhood, because she didn’t want him to have a childhood like hers.

“Sister, Xiao Zhong is still a child. Don’t force him like this. Xiao Zhong, let Aunt Xue teach you a few kung fu moves,” Ao Xue said with a smile, and immediately taught Geng Zhong a few basic grappling techniques from the Star Moon Palace. Geng Zhong was quite talented and quickly learned about 70% of them after watching a few times.

"Alright, it's getting late, Xiaozhong, go to sleep." Xiaodan gently patted Gengzhong's bottom, and Gengzhong stuck out his tongue and ran out the door.

"What a cute child! Xiaodan, you won't treat Xiaozhong badly after your baby is born, will you? I won't allow that!" Aoxue laughed and pinched Xiaodan's breasts. Xiaodan felt a tingling sensation in her chest and felt milk overflowing, making her bra a little wet.

"Wow, so much milk! You're already so good even before giving birth. Your little baby is going to be very lucky!" Aoxue giggled.

"You're so naughty, sister..."

Xiaodan, embarrassed and annoyed, reached out and pinched Aoxue's breasts in return. Aoxue immediately felt her nipples become wet, and milk was about to spurt out.

Oh no! If milk sprays out, Xiaodan will find out she's given birth! Startled, Aoxue channeled her energy into her breasts, jerking Xiaodan's hands away. Simultaneously, she channeled her icy inner force, instantly turning any milk that had sprayed from her nipples into ice, completely obscuring them from her bra.

"Sister, you're so mean! You bully your little sister and won't even let me touch you!" Xiaodan complained, feeling a slight numbness in her hands.

"Alright, alright, I'll let you squeeze," Aoxue secretly used her inner force to firmly seal her nipples. This way, no matter how hard Xiaodan kneaded, the milk wouldn't spray out. But the feeling of milk stuck at the nipples was still unpleasant, causing Aoxue's body to tremble slightly and her cherry-like lips to quiver.

"Wow, sister's breasts are so much bigger than last time I saw them! They're so soft and plump. How come they look like they're full of milk, just like mine?" Xiaodan asked疑惑地. Unlike the previous times, Aoxue's breasts felt heavy to the touch, as if they were filled with water. The feeling was quite similar to her own.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I haven't given birth, where would I get milk from? You're worried about not having enough milk yourself, so you're borrowing mine?" Aoxue said, then pinched and squeezed Xiaodan's breasts again. The two girls burst into laughter and rolled around on the bed.

After the two women finished their playful banter, they laughed and joked for a while longer. Xiaodan, who was pregnant, didn't want Aoxue to tire her out, so she urged her to go to bed early. Aoxue, however, sat on another bed, silently circulating her inner energy. Since killing Wei Yan, she felt her power had reached an unprecedented level. If she could refine and absorb Wei Yan's Yuan Pearl, killing Zhang Ruoshui would be even easier. Aoxue also knew that the court and the righteous path were being deceived and manipulated by this hypocrite. If she were to confront the court and the righteous path head-on to kill him, countless people would die. Wouldn't those people die innocently?

The best solution was to sneak in quietly and kill this scoundrel with a single blow, bringing his head to her sister.

Having made up her mind, Aoxue took out the blue-red Yuan Pearl from her bosom, clenched it between her palms, and began to infuse it with her inner energy. The powerful inner energy of the Xuan Tian Xing Yue Gong slowly flowed into the Yuan Pearl, and she felt the ice and fire energies within the Yuan Pearl being slowly drawn out by her inner energy.

"Good, it really works!" Ao Xue was overjoyed. She placed the Yuan Pearl in her hand into her dantian. Her own Yuan Pearl began to actively absorb the Yuan Pearl of the Nine Thousand Years Old. The forces of ice and fire began to flow into her body continuously. In a short while, the Yuan Pearl of the Nine Thousand Years Old had disappeared into her dantian, and Ao Xue's crystal-clear jade face had turned half blue and half red.

Although the Nine Thousand Years Old was dead, the internal energy within the Yuan Pearl was still extraordinary. It would take some effort to convert this completely different internal energy into her own. Ao Xue concentrated her mind and absorbed it with all her might. She felt that the Yuan Pearl in her dantian had grown larger than before, and her internal energy had increased by more than 10%. If she absorbed it all, she could increase her internal energy by at least 60%. In this way, her internal energy would definitely be unparalleled in the world. Overjoyed, Ao Xue intensified her internal energy circulation. The blue and red Yuan Pearl shimmered with blue and red colors under the stimulation of her internal energy, which was very dazzling.

A wisp of white steam rose from Ao Xue's head, and beads of sweat trickled down her forehead. Her eyes were closed, and her breathing was even. She estimated that in just three more hours, she would be able to fully absorb the power of the Yuan Pearl.

Just then, Xiao Dan, who had been fast asleep, suddenly opened her eyes, pulled back the covers, and got out of bed in her white undergarments. She walked towards Ao Xue step by step. When she reached her side, Ao Xue opened her eyes and saw Xiao Dan standing beside her

. She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Sister, don't worry about me. Go to sleep. I'll be..." Before Ao Xue could finish speaking, Xiao Dan suddenly pounced on her and kissed her cherry-like lips.

"Mmm, sister...you...um..."

Ao Xue never expected Xiao Dan to do this. She felt Xiao Dan's delicate tongue invade her mouth and intertwine with her own. One of Xiao Dan's hands pinched Ao Xue's right breast, while the other hand pinched her crotch. And with both hands? How could that be pleasurable? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video of Fan Bingbing's genitals, molded to a highly realistic shape, with soft and delicate skin! Built-in large protrusions closely resemble female anatomy, providing a more realistic experience... The sensation is irresistible! Click to enter.

"Ah..."

Caught off guard, Ao Xue felt her true energy stagnate. Her absorption of the Yuan Pearl's power was abruptly interrupted, and she felt her meridians swell and contract. She knew that if her true energy went out of control, she could easily suffer a qi deviation. However, the tingling and pleasure emanating from her right breast and lower body made it difficult for her to concentrate. Even more terrifying was that the Yuan Pearl of the Nine Thousand Years Old seemed to possess a spirit, taking over and absorbing the power of the Yuan Pearl within her body.

"Huff...huff..."

Xiaodan seemed to have lost control, thrusting her large pregnant belly forward and pressing Aoxue down onto the bed. Her legs were on Aoxue's knees, and one hand quickly unbuttoned Aoxue's white robe, revealing a green bodice underneath. The other hand moved even faster, loosening Aoxue's waistband to reveal pale yellow underpants. Both the bodice and underpants were already soaked with moisture; Aoxue's exceptionally sensitive body had released milk and vaginal fluids with just a few squeezes.

"Hmm...stop!" Aoxue struggled to lift Xiaodan's chin, and looking up, she was shocked. Xiaodan's eyes were vacant, seemingly devoid of any life. Could it be that she had lost control of her inner energy during her sleep, causing sleepwalking? If she were forcibly awakened now, not only would Xiaodan herself be in danger, but the baby in her womb might also be lost.

Aoxue hesitated, missing her chance to subdue Xiaodan. Xiaodan's rapid, double-finger thrusts had already sealed dozens of acupoints on Aoxue's upper body. If Aoxue were in peak condition, she could instantly undo the acupoint strikes with her unparalleled internal energy. However, with the two Yuan Pearls vying for power within her, she couldn't even muster 20% of her usual strength.

Something was wrong. Xiaodan seemed to be being manipulated. No, she had to get rid of her immediately. Although her upper body was immobilized, Aoxue still had the strength in her legs. She forcefully pushed upwards, lifting Xiaodan's legs off the ground. At the same time, her slender right leg flicked out, aiming her foot directly at Xiaodan's Jianjing acupoint. She didn't want to injure Xiaodan, and this was also her least important acupoint.

Unexpectedly, Xiaodan leaned back in mid-air, meeting Aoxue's upward kick head-on with her stomach. Seeing that her foot was about to strike Xiaodan's stomach, Aoxue was terrified and quickly pulled her foot back, causing her ankle to cramp from the force of her exertion.

Xiaodan, however, showed no mercy, flicking a golden needle from her fingertip directly at Aoxue's Yongquan acupoint on the sole of her foot. "Suddenly," the needle was deflected, failing to penetrate the sole. This was because Aoxue was wearing snow silk boots, and she knew the soles of her feet were her vital points, so she had always carefully protected this area.

Xiaodan's attack failed, but she immediately grabbed Aoxue's right ankle with both hands and twisted it forcefully. Aoxue felt a sharp pain in her right ankle and quickly kicked Xiaodan's temple with her left foot. She knew that if she couldn't subdue Xiaodan, both she and Xiaodan would be doomed. Although the kick was aimed at a vital spot, the force was very light, hoping only to knock Xiaodan unconscious without injuring her.

Ao Xue kicked Xiao Dan squarely in the left temple, but a strange, bark-like protrusion appeared where her foot struck. Ao Xue's kick, which wasn't very powerful to begin with, was instantly absorbed. Before she could retract her foot, Xiao Dan grabbed her left foot and spread it apart, revealing Ao Xue's prominent vulva protected by her underpants. A few black pubic hairs peeked out from beside the underpants.

"Sister, wake up! You...you're being controlled! Stop!"

Ao Xue screamed frantically, kicking her legs, but with the two beads within her body constantly vying for power, her ankles felt like they were handcuffed in Xiao Dan's hands, and she couldn't break free.

A strange smile appeared on Xiaodan's face, her expression blank. She stretched her neck and bit down on Aoxue's crotch. Her pearly teeth, through Aoxue's panties, accurately clamped down on her clitoris. Even more bizarrely, a dozen thin, root-like things emerged from Xiaodan's mouth and pierced Aoxue's already wet vaginal opening.

"Ah...ah...no...it hurts...no...no...um...um...um, no...no...ah...ah..."

Aoxue's lower abdomen convulsed violently as the roots and Xiaodan's tongue scraped and thrust against the soft, hot walls of her vagina. The fluid seeping from the roots quickly seeped into the muscles of her vaginal walls, and the incomparably tingling pleasure caused her resistance to drop to a minimum. The pale yellow panties were instantly soaked, and a large amount of clear, lustful fluid spurted into Xiaodan's mouth. Her two legs, which had been struggling, suddenly straightened, and the toes of her boots kicked and rubbed against each other a dozen times.

Xiaodan felt Aoxue's legs were already weak, so she gripped her ankles and pulled outwards with all her might. The two white snow silk boots were pulled out a little but didn't come off. It turned out that Aoxue, imitating Aoshuang's Hundred Battles Immortal Boots, had bound the boot tops with snow silk to prevent them from being pulled off. Xiaodan pulled hard several times, but the boots could only be pulled up a few inches.

Xiaodan's lifeless eyes suddenly turned green. She grabbed the divine sword that Aoxue had placed on the bedside table and gently pried it open at the seam of the boot tops. This divine sword, which had been formed by the Nine Thousand Years Old using Aoxue's lustful fluids combined with fragments of immortal tribulation treasures, easily pried open the invulnerable snow silk boots.

Aoxue's two jade feet, clad in thin gauze stockings, finally fell completely into Xiaodan's hands. At this moment, Aoxue's face was covered with tears, and she looked at Xiaodan with sadness and confusion, as if asking her most trusted sworn sister why she would treat her like this.

Xiaodan held the softest, most exquisite jade feet in her hands, but she seemed to have little interest in appreciating them. With a few quick rips, she tore off the last two pairs of stockings and gently scraped Aoxue's tender soles with her little finger.

"Ah...ah...haha...so itchy, ah...hahaha...sister...I...I'm ticklish...ah..."

With her true power, Aoxue's sensitive soles couldn't withstand such stimulation. She felt as if a million ants were crawling on her feet, and the itching spread throughout her body in an instant, making Aoxue shed tears and gasp repeatedly.

Xiaodan played with Aoxue's feet for the time it takes to burn an incense stick, only to find that the saliva she expelled from her mouth had turned into a foul odor. Aoxue couldn't bear it any longer and urinated. Xiaodan didn't care, wiping the saliva and urine from the corners of her mouth, and pulled out two golden needles, inserting them directly into the Yongquan acupoints on the soles of Aoxue's feet.

Already limp and powerless, Aoxue felt a numbness in her feet. Her beautiful eyes widened in shock as the energy gate in her foot was ruptured, causing the pure internal energy within her dantian to leak out rapidly like a balloon punctured. She was in excruciating pain

, her facial features contorted in agony. Xiaodan gave Aoxue no chance to catch her breath, forcefully tearing Aoxue's green bodice in two, revealing her high, milk-soaked breasts.

Before Aoxue could even cry out, two golden needles appeared in Xiaodan's hands and swiftly pierced the acupoints beneath Aoxue's breasts. Poor Aoxue, unable to muster any protective energy, allowed the two needles to penetrate deeply into her large breasts. Then, Xiaodan opened her small mouth, from which countless tendrils emerged, binding Aoxue's plump breasts together.

"Ah, you... monster... you... who are you?"

Ao Xue finally saw the bizarre sight of Xiao Dan spewing out roots. Remembering the strange ginseng-shaped plant she had vaguely seen in Xiao Dan's stomach earlier, she was terrified. Clearly, Xiao Dan was being controlled by some unknown monster. But Xiao Dan ignored it, and with a sharp squeeze of the roots, her two snow-white breasts were instantly compressed into long, pumpkin-shaped lumps.

"Oh my god... ah... ah... I... my milk... is going to explode..."

Ao Xue felt as if her breasts were about to burst, milky white milk gushing out like a fountain. Xiao Dan, meanwhile, opened her mouth and frantically sucked on Ao Xue's milk. The scene was indescribably obscene.

Yiting, who had been pretending to be asleep in bed, could no longer maintain her composure and sat up. She had been feigning sleep, plotting to ambush Xiaodan, but Xiaodan had been taking care of her, and she had gradually come to believe that Xiaodan was her sister. Although she hadn't regained her memories, she longed for a true family member, but her past hurts of Xiaodan made her ashamed to acknowledge her. The only way she could alleviate her loneliness was to seduce Geng Zhong, that little brat, into bed. When Aoxue came to visit Xiaodan, Yiting assumed she would only stay one night. However, that night, Xiaodan and Aoxue started flirting.

Yiting initially found it amusing that her sister was a lesbian, but when she saw Xiaodan attack Aoxue and even spit out roots, she was terrified. The person she had been with for over a year wasn't even "human"! This thought left the usually lewd and wicked Yiting pale-faced, sitting on the bed, unsure what to do.

Xiaodan glanced back at Yiting, who was trembling on the bed, then ignored her and pulled down her pants. A thick, ginseng-like, strange protrusion had appeared on her once round belly. Even more terrifying, dozens of tendrils had sprouted from her vaginal opening, intertwining to form a huge, dark green penis!

This horrifying penis, once formed, slithered into Aoxue's vagina like a venomous snake, relentlessly pushing deeper and deeper, eventually pressing against her unbreakable hymen and thrusting wildly.

"Ah...ah...no...don't...it hurts so much...ah...ah..."

Aoxue felt excruciating pain in her lower body. Her hymen was under its most severe threat for the first time; that hard, terrifying thing had stretched it to its limit. If her hymen broke, her life would likely be in danger. Aoxue's body trembled uncontrollably, her eyes filled with despair and helplessness.

"Wait, don't take her life. We have a prior agreement: you help me seize her body, and you'll receive half of her power." Just then, a man's voice emanated from Ao Xue's abdomen. The voice was all too familiar; it was the voice of the long-deceased Nine Thousand Years Old.

"No...impossible...you were clearly already..."

Ao Xue screamed in shock, staring at her abdomen. This was more terrifying than seeing a ghost.

"Hmph, your ultimate move that day was indeed powerful; even I couldn't withstand it. So I simply abandoned my physical body, gathering my three souls and six spirits into this Yuan Pearl. I predicted you would forcibly absorb the power within this Yuan Pearl. This is my chance to turn the tables. Your body will now completely belong to me." The Nine Thousand Years Old's triumphant voice came from within her.

"You...you won't succeed! I...I'd rather die than let you possess my body!" Ao Xue screamed, shaking her jade-like body wildly.

"Hmph, it would indeed be difficult for me alone, but I never expected that my dear sworn sister would have such an interesting thing inside her. If my soul weren't residing within the Yuan Pearl, it would be quite difficult to communicate with it. I need a body, and it needs a body too. This kind of cooperative transaction is fair." The Nine Thousand Years Old's voice finished speaking and began to intensify the absorption of the Yuan Pearl's power from Ao Xue's body. Meanwhile, the strange rod between Xiao Dan's legs no longer rammed in forcefully, but instead extended a thin, long root from its tip, drilling through the small opening in the hymen and into Ao Xue's cervix, beginning to move.

"Oh...stop...ah...no...oh..."

Ao Xue's naked body convulsed wildly, her two bare feet kicking weakly in Xiao Dan's hands. Her breasts, contorted and red from being squeezed, continued to spray milk, while the Yin essence containing her unparalleled power, constantly spraying from her lower body, was being absorbed by Xiao Dan's strange rod and the Yuan Pearl within her body.

Is it over? Is my...my life really over like this? I had clearly mastered unparalleled martial arts and internal energy; I had clearly shattered Wei Yan to pieces! Why? Why did I end up like this? Who will save me? Who will save me? Brother-in-law, save me!

"It's none of my business, let me go!" Terrified, Yi Ting scrambled out of the small house. Xiao Dan didn't bother her; whether she still held sisterly affection for her or simply disregarded her existence was unknown. Beneath her, Ao Xue's eyes rolled back, her tongue lolling out, foaming at the mouth. The intense orgasm combined with the massive loss of her power had rendered her unconscious. Her vaginal fluids had soaked half the floor.

"As expected of the Water Fairy, don't worry, I won't let you die. I want to become one with you, to be with you for all eternity!" The Nine Thousand Year Yuan Pearl within Ao Xue let out a triumphant laugh.

"Hmph, I won't take her life, but you must keep your promise. Half of the power within her Yuan Pearl will belong to me." Xiao Dan, who had been silent all along, let out a dry and strange buzzing sound, as if she had a short tongue.

"Hehe, you ginseng spirit have been chased for millions of years, and now you want to become a peerless master? Fine, then we'd better cooperate to the end. You seek immortality, while I seek revenge. I have an enemy who is a great physician of our time. If we join forces to capture him, I'll hand him over to you. He should be quite useful to you, right?"

The ten-thousand-year-old ginseng king, who was attached to Xiao Dan's belly and controlling her body, nodded and said, "Alright, I hope you won't go back on your word. I'm not someone to be trifled with. I also want to avenge the Tianshan Sect's imprisonment of me for many years. This woman's body is the best host for me." After saying that, he intensified his absorption of Ao Xue's Yin essence.

Yi Ting ran barefoot to the woods behind the house, but suddenly Geng Zhong was standing behind a tree, looking frightened.

"Xiao Zhong, don't go back to your room! Your...your mother has become a monster!" Yi Ting said, her face pale. Suddenly, someone fell from the tree and gently slapped her on the back of the head, knocking her unconscious.

"Hmph, what nonsense is this slut spouting? Junior brother, Master sent us here to meet this kid, lest Liu Aoxue is among them." The one who attacked Yi Ting was none other than the lecherous thief Wang Du, who hadn't shown his face for over a year. From behind Geng Zhong, a young man in blood-stained clothes emerged from beside the tree; it was Tian You.

"Master is always so resourceful. I wonder what he's planning this time. Never mind, I just want to see Xiao Dan as soon as possible," Tian You said through gritted teeth. He was almost going crazy from not seeing Xiao Dan for over a year.

"My lords, I've been infiltrating Miss Chen's life for over a year. The fetus in her womb is very strange; she's been pregnant for over a year. She doesn't know that I'm not actually Geng Zhong." "Geng Zhong," he said with a fawning smile.

"Hehe, Master secretly killed that little beast surnamed Geng that day, and had you, the disguised brat, impersonate him. Chen Xiaodan, however, always thought you were the real Geng Zhong. As a result, her every move was under our control. She even had the audacity to think she could live in seclusion in the mountains," Wang Du laughed smugly.

"Stop talking, hurry up and go inside. It seems something happened inside," Tianyou frowned and used his lightness skill to rush towards the hut.

"Junior brother, don't be in such a hurry. This Chen Xiaodan is definitely yours. Senior brother won't fight you for her..."

Wang Du leered and followed closely behind. The two rushed to within ten feet of the hut when they were suddenly met with a violent shockwave.

"Boom..."

With a loud bang, the entire hut was shattered, bricks and stones flying everywhere like raindrops. Even with their superior skills, the two were thrown back more than ten feet before barely regaining their footing. Tianyou, most worried about Xiaodan's safety, ignored his surging blood and rushed forward. With a loud

"bang,"

Tianyou was thrown back like a cannonball. Two naked women emerged from the thick smoke: one was Chen Xiaodan, heavily pregnant, and the other was the stunningly beautiful female warrior Liu Aoxue.

"Oh, I didn't expect Zhang Ruoshui's two lackeys to be here too. Saves me the trouble of looking for him. Tell me, where is he?"

Liu Aoxue said with a ferocious expression. What shocked Wang Du even more was that Aoxue's voice was a man's voice! Countless people

died in the battle of the imperial city. Several days later, news spread throughout the martial arts world of the Sword God's demonic possession and his massacre of various righteous sects. However, Zhang Ruoshui, sitting calmly in a secret chamber in the imperial city, looked at a message delivered by a flying eagle in his hand.

"I never expected that the eunuch, the Ninth Prince, would have such a trick up his sleeve. Even eunuch ginseng has entered the body of a beautiful woman. How interesting! What's the point of just Feng Wutian causing trouble alone? Don't you agree, Shuangnu?"

With that, Zhang Ruoshui pinched the breast of a beautiful body on the bed. The body, drenched in fragrant sweat, groaned softly before falling into a deep sleep. Upon closer inspection, the stunning beauty was missing a foot, but the wound was covered with a strange, gelatinous substance.

"Alas, that crazy girl Li Pan'er destroyed one of your feet with a single sword strike. What a pity! But I, Zhang, am a man of compassion and cannot bear to see you crippled. This intermittent detachment will prevent your wound from festering, but it won't heal either. I heard your husband even specially found a box made of ten-thousand-year-old ice jade to preserve your foot so he can reattach it. Alright, then I was afraid he wouldn't put in enough effort," Zhang Ruoshui laughed, everything seemingly under his control. The Sequel to

Sword's Hatred and Passion : The Slaughter of the City and the End Author

: Ye Tuling Published on sis on

12/31/2009

**************** ... These barbarian tribes, numbering no more than a million, were able to quickly control northern China and even cross the Yangtze River in such a short time. Meanwhile, the local authorities were still arguing heatedly about the legitimacy of the emperor. Lord Shi, unwilling to get involved in the court's political struggles, led his army to resist the Qing alone and garrisoned Yangzhou. But why were the reinforcements so late? This was no longer the Song Dynasty. Even the thickest city walls could not withstand the fierce bombardment of the cannons. It was almost impossible to hold out for another year or two. The city was probably going to fall in just a few days. Yun Ziyan is the third disciple of Liu Aoxue, the master of Xingyue Palace. Liu Aoxue is considered the number one martial arts master in the world, and is also incredibly beautiful and invincible. In recent years, she has been in seclusion cultivating the highest level of the "Mysterious Heaven Xingyue Skill". It is said that after mastering it, she can ascend to immortality. She seems to no longer care about the affairs of the world. She doesn't care whether the world is ruled by Han or Manchu people. However, Yun Ziyan comes from a scholarly family and is unwilling to let her compatriots be ruled by foreign races. Therefore, she secretly left the palace to help the Ming army resist the Qing. Her master neither approves nor disapproves of her actions. However, her fellow disciples in Xingyue Palace also said that her master had told her that she would have no further connection with Xingyue Palace after this trip. If anything happens, she should not expect Xingyue Palace to come to her rescue.

Why has my master become increasingly cold and aloof over the years? Every time I see her, I envy her stunning beauty; though nearing forty, she remains as beautiful as a young woman in her late teens. I am also quite beautiful, but I am far inferior to her. Her unparalleled martial arts have reached the tenth level, just one step away from ascension to immortality. But has reaching such a level of martial arts robbed her of all emotion? She has lost the bond between master and disciple, watching me trapped without a trace of hatred. Even knowing that the Manchu's Grand Preceptor Zhang Ruoshui is alive, she doesn't kill him, not even showing any joy. Is it because of a failed romance from years ago that has turned her this way? Or is it that approaching ascension has truly stripped her of her humanity?

A call of "Miss Yun" interrupted Yun Ziyan's thoughts. She looked up and saw a man in his forties with a robust build and a long beard—it was none other than Qi Yun'ao, the "Evil-Slaying Blade Master," the leader of the Central Plains martial arts alliance. In his youth, Qi Yun'ao had participated in the assassination of Wei Zhongxian and later exposed Zhang Ruoshui as a Manchu spy. For many years, he had been a chivalrous figure in the Central Plains, upholding justice and eliminating evil. With the Manchu invasion, the martial arts world unanimously requested him to become the leader of the alliance to resist the foreign invaders. Qi Yun'ao could not refuse and had no choice but to accept the position. Beside him was a tall and strong young monk in his thirties, nicknamed "Mad Monk," Luohan. His master had gone mad during his martial arts practice, committing all sorts of crimes, including rape and kidnapping, and was later killed by the Sword God Feng Wutian. Luohan was also knocked off a cliff but was rescued by Li Zicheng.

Luo Han followed Li Zicheng and other bandits, robbing and looting everywhere. When he had surplus food, he would also give some to the starving people. Over time, he became quite famous among the people. He had an indestructible body and Shaolin skills, especially the "Great Sun Buddha Palm," which was rarely matched in the martial arts world. Although he was frivolous, lecherous, and ruthless, he was not a great villain. Over the years, he made many contributions to Li Zicheng. Later, he followed Li Zicheng into Beijing and even served as the General of the Palace Guard.

Unfortunately, Li Zicheng's luck ran out. He hadn't even been on the throne for long before Wu Sangui let the Qing army into the pass. Li Zicheng's rebel army had never fought against the Eight Banners army before and didn't take them seriously. He personally led hundreds of thousands of troops to fight them, but suffered a crushing defeat under the combined attack of the Guan Ning cavalry and the Eight Banners army. Defeated, Li Zicheng lost his ambition and led his army to retreat from Beijing, taking with him countless gold and silver treasures he had looted, only thinking of returning to his hometown in Shaanxi. As a result, the morale of the army completely collapsed, and the discipline of the rebel army deteriorated completely. They burned and killed along the way, no longer showing any mercy to the poor and needy. The Guan Ning cavalry and the Eight Banners army pursued and completely crushed the million-strong rebel army. Li Zicheng was also said to have been ambushed and killed. The remaining rebel generals were busy gathering the remnants of their troops and fighting independently. Since the rebel army had no leader, no one was willing to submit to anyone else. It was Li Zicheng's wife who took her son and defected to the Ming army.

Gao led her troops to surrender to the Ming Dynasty, willing to fight against foreign enemies together with the Ming army. Luo Han also followed his sister-in-law to surrender to the Ming Dynasty. Luo Han's master had massacred many martial arts people in the Central Plains, including the Emei Sect, and had a deep enmity with him. However, Qi Yun'ao argued that the country was in trouble and that they should unite and abandon their past hatred. He also said that Luo Han was not a great villain. In the end, he persuaded everyone to accept Luo Han's joining. Luo Han was also very grateful to Qi Yun'ao for speaking up for him and helping him resist the Qing Dynasty.

Standing to Qi Yun'ao's right was a handsome young man in his early twenties, with a refined face, straight nose, and square jaw. Dressed in martial arts attire, he was none other than Qin Wen, the leader of the "Zizai Sect." Every time Yun Ziyan saw him, her face would flush and her heart would flutter. They had known each other for nearly half a year. Their first encounter was when he was surrounded by Qing troops, and she had come to his rescue. Although his martial arts were still considerably inferior to hers, his heroic spirit had moved her. Over the past six months, their feelings had deepened. Two days ago, Qin Wen had even proposed to her. If it weren't for this incident, she would have accepted.

"Master Qi, is there something you need?"

Yun Ziyan bowed respectfully.

"Miss Yun, how many more days do you think Yangzhou can hold out?"

Qi Yun'ao sighed, looking down at the city walls.

"Maybe five days," Yun Ziyan tried to think positively.

"Alas, I think even holding out for three more days will be difficult," Yun'ao shook his head.

Ziyan knew this was the truth; with the current strength of Yangzhou's troops, it would indeed be difficult to stop the Qing army. However, she still wanted to boost her confidence: "Perhaps reinforcements from the imperial court are on their way. If they arrive, we can join forces and perhaps lift the siege of Yangzhou."

"Impossible," Qi Yun'ao said, looking up at the sky. "I just received a message from my wife in Nanjing. Ma Shiying ordered Huang Degong to defeat Zuo Liangyu's army and they are on their way back. Obviously, it's impossible for them to return in time to reinforce Yangzhou."

"These corrupt officials! The nation is in such dire straits, yet they still fight amongst themselves for power and profit. The Donglin Party instigated Zuo Liangyu to attack Nanjing under the pretext of 'purging the emperor's inner circle,' while Ma Shiying declared, 'I'd rather the emperor and his ministers die for the Qing than die at Zuo Liangyu's hands.' For his own safety, he transferred most of the troops stationed along the Yangtze River back to defend Nanjing, leaving the Yangtze defenses vulnerable and allowing the Qing army to take advantage. Even if he wins, what good will it do? It's all our own people who will die. Now, no one can save Yangzhou!" Qin Wen roared.

"Damn it! Are we doomed?"

Luo Han's raspy voice made Yun Ziyan blush. This barbaric monk always said the same thing, completely disregarding the presence of women.

"Brother Luo Han, don't panic. There's always a way out. Perhaps Lord Shi has a brilliant plan to repel the enemy," Yun Ao quickly reassured him.

"A brilliant strategy to repel the enemy? What ability does that idiot surnamed Shi have? What's the use of writing so many articles all day? He's a coward who's afraid of everything, can't outmaneuver the treacherous officials in court, and was chased by the Tartars in a sorry state on the battlefield. What a load of crap! You expect him to come up with any ideas? I know he's been hiding in his study all day writing. Guess what he's writing?"

Luo Han sneered.

"What is Lord Shi writing?"

Qin Wen couldn't help but ask.

"He's writing his damn will! He's even writing it for his wife, for the pig emperor, and for that Dodo. He never thinks about how to repel the enemy, and now he's just shutting himself in his room writing his will. He's prepared to die, and he wants all of us and all the people in this city to die with him to fulfill his name of loyalty and heroism. What kind of piece of trash is he?" Luo Han cursed angrily.

Yun Ao wanted to stop him, but then he thought that while his words were rough, they were not without merit. He realized that his determination to help Shi Kefa and regard him as a pillar of the nation was probably a mistake. This man had a heart full of loyalty and righteousness, but he was cowardly and indecisive. He had even refused to unite with the rebel army to resist the Qing and wanted to join forces with the Qing to destroy the rebels, completely ignoring the threat the Qing army posed to the Southern Ming. Later, he suddenly realized his mistake but could not come up with a good strategy to deal with the enemy. He refused to adopt any of the three plans proposed by his subordinates, neither attacking nor retreating. His army was stuck in place for more than ten days. While his mind was in chaos, the Qing army had a clear objective. Once they stabilized the occupied areas, they immediately launched a large-scale southward advance. Along the way, the rebels of Gao Jie's former Ming army also joined the Qing army, causing the Qing army's strength to more than double. It can be said that Gao Jie's death and the defection of Gao Jie's troops were also closely related to Shi Kefa's wrong decisions, but what was the use of saying all this now?

What should not have happened had already happened.

"Gentlemen, we warriors bear the responsibility of protecting our homeland. Even if the situation is so dire, we must hold this city. You must know that there are millions of civilians in this city, and tens of millions more behind it. Once this city falls, the Tartars can advance straight into Nanjing, and then the Southern Ming will probably be—"

Yun Ao paused here, as if this was about to happen. He was telling these people to hold on to the death, but it was just a matter of holding on to their deaths. In the end, they would all die. Did they think that if they all died here, the Southern Ming would be saved? Would the people not be slaughtered?

"Alright, alright, Lao Qi, I, Luo Han, am willing to give up my life for you here. I've sacrificed my life for you. It's just a pity for my brothers. Damn it—let's go have a good drink tonight." After saying this, Luo Han turned around and cursed as he went down the city wall.

Qin Wen took two steps forward and said, "Hero Qi, Luo Han is a rough man, please don't take it to heart."

Yun Ao shook his head and said, "What he said is actually quite right, but—it is our duty as martial artists to serve our country. Even if we all die in this city tomorrow, there are hundreds of times more Han people than Manchus. How could a hundred people not win against one? The Manchus' power is only temporary. They are bloody and cruel, and the sons and daughters of China will eventually awaken and unite to drive these guys back to Liaodong to rebuild our great Ming Dynasty."

"Good, Master Qi speaks well! Although I, Yun Ziyan, am but a woman, I know how to serve my country with utmost loyalty. Tomorrow, when the Tartars attack the city, I will do my best to kill as many as possible. Even if I die in the afterlife, my life will not have been in vain!" Yun Ziyan was filled with heroic spirit.

"Alas, you two are truly a perfect couple, but it's a pity you—"

Yun Ao glanced at Qin and Yun and couldn't help but sigh.

Qin and Yun exchanged a glance, their faces flushing slightly. Yun Ao laughed heartily and turned to leave, his laughter tinged with a touch of desolation.

Qin Wen pulled Yun Ziyan into his room, closed the door, and eagerly embraced and kissed her.

"Mmm—mmm—"

Ziyan resisted slightly, but her resistance was quickly melted away by the surging desire within her. The young couple embraced and kissed passionately for a long time before slowly separating.

Qin Wen was mesmerized by the beautiful woman before him. His gaze slowly moved from her delicate, arched eyebrows to her long, slender eyelashes, then to her exquisite nose, and finally to her crimson lips. His breathing quickened. Zi Yan looked so dignified and sacred in her purple dress, a long purple skirt, and white silk boots. His hand unconsciously moved to Zi Yan's waist, beginning to untie her red sash.

Zi Yan trembled slightly, placing a delicate hand on Qin Wen's large hand and whispering, "Wen—I—I'm a little scared—"

But Qin Wen, his desire surging, couldn't stop. He said urgently, "Zi Yan, don't worry, I'll treat you well. Let's be husband and wife tonight." In a few swift movements, he had untied the thin sash around Zi Yan's waist, and the unbound skirt slowly slid down to her thighs, revealing white trousers underneath.

Ziyan thought to herself: she was twenty-one years old this year, and would be twenty-two in a year. If she made love to Qin Lang then, she wouldn't be poisoned to death by the "Jade Moon Pill." But the Tartars were attacking the city in the next few days, and if the city fell, she would still die. If she were captured, she would inevitably be raped and humiliated by these beasts, which would be worse than death. She might as well give herself to him tonight. In the past six months, she had seen many women and military prostitutes who had been raped by Qing soldiers and marauding soldiers. She really didn't want to end up like them. So she closed her eyes and let Qin Wen do as he pleased.

Seeing that Ziyan no longer refused, Qin Wen was overjoyed. He reached out and untied Ziyan's purple robe, revealing a white bodice underneath. Ziyan's shoulders and arms were now completely exposed, and the exposed skin was even whiter than her bodice, gleaming with a translucent sheen under the light. Qin Wen swallowed hard, his fingers resting on Ziyan's shoulders, gently caressing her skin. It was truly smooth and delicate, like silk. Ziyan let out a soft moan, her body trembling slightly, adding to her allure. Qin Wen's hands were already... He slid down to her waist and slowly untied the knot at the back of her bodice. The bodice fell down, revealing Ziyan's pair of high, glistening breasts and nipples that resembled a pair of red plum blossoms. Her breasts swayed gently as if beckoning him. Further down was her flat stomach and her alluring and adorable navel. Ziyan was already blushing with embarrassment. She turned her face to the left and bit her cherry lips hard to calm her excitement and nervousness. Her small hands gripped the back of the chair tightly, and her two little feet, clad in white boots, kept turning.

Qin Wen felt his crotch was about to explode; his penis was already bulging high between his legs. He wanted her, he wanted to possess her, he wanted to possess this woman he loved so deeply. He pushed Ziyan into a chair, bent down, reached out and grabbed her right foot, lifting it onto his knee. Before him was a white boot woven from silkworm silk. The boot was spotless, and only the front of the sole was blackened. This was because Yun Ziyan usually used to land on her soles before using her lightness skill, so the back of the sole was always clean over time. The boot was made of silkworm silk, impervious to swords and spears, and water and fire. Liu Aoxue's five female disciples all wore such boots. This was because practitioners of the "Mysterious Heaven Star Moon Skill" had a training point on the sole of their feet. If pierced, the energy in their entire body would reverse. Liu Aoxue had instructed her five disciples to wear boots even when sleeping at night while traveling in the martial world and never take them off. She had once suffered a loss and great humiliation due to carelessness, so she did not want her disciples to follow in her footsteps.

Yun Ziyan was startled when Qin Wen's hand touched her feet and quickly pulled her feet back, but Qin Wen held on tightly. Qin Wen felt that her feet were soft and boneless, and he couldn't help but admire Ziyan's beautiful feet. He reached out and pinched the boot tops to peel them off.

"Wen—please don't touch my feet, okay?"

Ziyan gasped. Qin Wen ignored her and continued to peel off the boots. The boots were very tight, and it took him a lot of effort to peel them off. A fragrance of sweat rushed into his nose. Ziyan's feet were not wearing socks. Her feet were like snow-white jade, as if they were carved from mutton fat jade. Because they had not seen the sun for many years, they appeared particularly white and smooth, plump and delicate. The slender and long insteps showed faint blue veins, and the ten toes were like ten bright pearls. The toenails radiated a pearly luster. Qin Wen couldn't help but put her jade feet to his lips and kiss them, and gently caressed the soles of her feet with his hands.

"Oh—oh—"

Zi Yan felt weak all over. Her "Mysterious Heaven Star Moon Skill" internal energy, which she had cultivated for many years, seemed completely unable to be used. Could it be that he had pressed down on the Lianmen point on her feet

, causing her to lose strength? Or was it because— "Ah—ah—ha—hmm—" Zi Yan felt a series of tingling and itching sensations coming from the soles of her feet. Each tingle seemed to itch into her heart. She could only bite her lip tightly to keep herself from making a loud noise, but the moaning sound was like a cat in heat, which made Qin Wen even more excited and more vigorously play with his beloved's jade feet. His fingers kept circling around the soles of her feet. This was the first time that the usually dignified and holy saintess had shown such passion. She gripped the back of the chair tightly with both hands and began to lean back repeatedly. Her small mouth was slightly open, and the crotch of her white thick pants seemed to be bulging more and more. He reached out and pinched the small bulge between her legs and kneaded it, as if he were kneading a mound of flesh.

"Wen—I love you—"

Ziyan felt her desire erupt like a torrent. Years of excessive repression during her seclusion had made her lose her former rationality. She lifted her jade legs and clamped them around Qin Wen's neck with such force that it almost broke his neck, but the suffocating pleasure made her squeeze even harder.

"Mmm—"

Ziyan's body convulsed violently, her legs straightened and her toes pressed together. Her plump buttocks, encased in white trousers, rubbed back and forth on the mahogany chair. Her slender waist twisted and turned in many alluring movements. Her lower body could no longer hold back, and she felt a surge of heat. Under Qin Wen's lewd play, she climaxed, her vaginal fluid spraying all over her trousers. A deep stain the size of a copper coin appeared in the bulge of her white trousers, gradually expanding and soaking the entire crotch area. The thin crotch of her trousers was wet with a large patch of white vaginal fluid, and even a pool of hot liquid accumulated on the chair. The crotch had become semi-transparent, and one could even vaguely see the black triangle area and pink mons pubis inside.

Ziyan gasped for breath as she looked at Qin Wen with deep affection. This was the first time in her life that she had climaxed. She never expected it to be so comfortable and pleasurable, more strenuous than practicing martial arts, yet more joyful than achieving mastery of internal energy.

Qin Wen held his hand, still damp with Zi Yan's warm vaginal fluid, in his mouth for a while, finding it sweet. He leered at her and said, "Zi Yan, your fluids are so sweet."

"You cheeky jerk—I hate you—"

Zi Yan said coquettishly, secretly wondering if the pleasure would be even greater during intercourse.

Qin Wen reached out to pull down Zi Yan's pants, when suddenly they heard a loud knocking on the door, startling the two burning with desire.

"Who—who is it?"

Qin Wen shouted.

"Senior brother, it's me. I need to talk to you." A woman's sweet voice came from outside the door. Qin Wen's expression changed drastically. He said softly, "It's her."

Zi Yan immediately realized that the person who came was Qin Wen's junior sister, Chen Yan'e. The two of them had been betrothed since childhood and were childhood sweethearts. Yan'e was deeply in love with Qin Wen, but Qin Wen only treated her as a sister and repeatedly rejected her advances. However, Yan'e never gave up on him and stayed by his side. She probably already knew about his relationship with Zi Yan, but Qin Wen was always afraid of hurting her and never revealed it. He never expected that she would come here today and ruin their intimate moment.

"I—I have to go—"

Ziyan was, after all, a woman. How could an unmarried woman have sex with a man? She valued her reputation above all else; how could she let this get out? She jumped up and grabbed her clothes and sash from the floor, but because she had just exhausted herself, her legs went weak and she bumped into a chair, knocking it over.

"Hmm—who's in there?"

Yan'e outside the door pushed it open, startling Ziyan. She used her "Mysterious Heaven Star Moon Skill" and the "Seven Star Misty Steps" to leap out the window. Her movements were so fast that it only took the blink of an eye.

"Bang!" The door was kicked open, and a pretty girl of seventeen or eighteen, dressed in yellow and holding a sword, rushed in, saying, "Senior brother, what happened? Who was in your room just now?"

"No—no, junior sister, I'm all alone here. I—I was about to go to sleep when you said you were looking for me. I accidentally knocked over the chair," Qin Wen said in a panic.

Yan'e sheathed her longsword, her face flushed, and whispered, "Senior brother, you've taken good care of me since we were little, and I'm very grateful. Now the Tartars are besieging the city, and tomorrow might be our death day. You—you can promise me one thing?"

She then looked up at Qin Wen with pleading eyes.

"Junior sister—let's talk this out. What—what do you want me to do?" Qin Wen took two steps back.

"I know you—you don't love me, but the Tartars are about to attack the city, and our days are numbered. I—I just want to be your husband one last time before I die, just one night, and I'll be content—you—you—"

At this point, Yan'e had already begun to untie her skirt.

"No—no—Yan'e, you can't—we're innocent, how can we do such—such a shameful thing? There's always a way out, you mustn't think like this!" Qin Wen was both shocked and anxious, and quickly reached out to grab her hands.

"You—Senior Brother, do you hate me that much? I know you love Yun Ziyan. She's prettier than me, and her martial arts are better than mine, but we've had a relationship for so many years. I just want you to grant me one last request in my life, and you won't even agree. You—you only have her in your heart—"

Yan'e's heartfelt hopes were met with the heartless rejection from her beloved, leaving her filled with shame and anger.

"I—I'm not—I—Junior Sister—we—"

Faced with the furious Yan'e, Qin Wen was momentarily at a loss for words.

Yan'e looked down and noticed two white soft boots in front of the chair that looked very familiar and clearly didn't belong to Qin Wen. She walked over, picked up the boots, looked at them, and turned back with a cold laugh: "Well, my dear Senior Brother, whose boots are these? They're still warm to the touch. You just took them off not long ago."

"This—this is—"

Qin Wen was so embarrassed that he was covered in sweat and didn't know how to explain.

"Oh, what's that water on the chair? It's all sticky."

Yan'e dipped her finger in the semen that Ziyan had spilled on the chair and smelled it, while sneering at Qin Wen.

Ziyan, hiding on the roof, was so ashamed she wanted to disappear into a hole. Her bare feet felt a chill on the roof tiles.

"Yun Ziyan, you slut, how dare you do such a shameful thing with my senior brother here? Have the guts to come out! You dare do it but not admit it? I'm not afraid of you! Go ahead and kill me if you dare!"

Yan'e brandished her boots, cursing like a shrew.

Qin Wen, both angry and anxious, stepped forward and said, "Have you made enough of a scene? Do you want everyone to know?"

"Yes, I want everyone to know that you two are doing this disgraceful thing here. You do it with her but not with me, you hypocrite!" Yan'e spat in Qin Wen's face, and Qin Wen, enraged, slapped her so hard she spun around twice.

"You—you hit me—you hypocrite—"

Yan'e's face was swollen on one side, tears streaming down her face as she clutched her cheek and rushed out the door, still clutching Ziyan's boots in her hand.

Qin Wen shook his head and sighed. He ran out of the room and leaped onto the roof, but Ziyan was nowhere to be seen. Clearly, she couldn't bear Yan'e's scolding and left without even asking for her boots back.

"Sigh—"

Qin Wen helplessly returned to his room, closed the door, and slowly sat down at the table, lost in thought.

He was only in his early twenties, with a bright future ahead of him. Was he going to die here now? What would happen to Ziyan if he died? Did he have to let such a good woman die here with him? No—he didn't want to die. He went to the bedside, took out a map from under the mattress, and stared at it intently. Perhaps his and Ziyan's lives depended entirely on it. At the top of the map were the words "Yangzhou City Defense Map."

Ziyan stood alone atop a tall building in Yangzhou, looking down at the still brightly lit streets. Despite the widespread fear, the people of Yangzhou still ate and slept. Some, even facing death, didn't forget to indulge in pleasure. Outside brothels, elegantly dressed prostitutes still smiled and welcomed customers. Wealthy families were transporting gold and silver, preparing to escape Yangzhou with their possessions and families. Meanwhile, some hastily recruited rebels were learning swordsmanship from Ming soldiers. She doubted how much improvement these commoners, who had never seen battle, could achieve with such last-minute training.

"In the third month of spring, fireworks bloom in Yangzhou"—was this dreamlike city, which had captivated so many ancient emperors, about to be destroyed? Along with her young life? Ziyan thought of Yan'e's angry rebuke and felt a pang of guilt for having stolen someone else's love. She also felt ashamed of her almost licentious behavior in front of Qin Wen.

What's wrong with me? Facing death, she abandoned all restraints of propriety, actually—actually contemplating such a thing. Ziyan shook her head with a bitter smile. It seemed she could never reach her master's level; she was, after all, just an ordinary person. Her feet were gradually growing cold; she had never tried walking barefoot like this before!

Ziyan felt a chill creeping down her groin; the semen that had leaked between her legs was gradually cooling.

She had to wash it off—if someone saw it—Ziyan's face grew redder with each thought. She lightly touched the rooftop with her bare feet, her jade-like body floating on the roof as if riding on clouds. Suddenly, she heard a commotion at the north gate, as if many people were shouting and cursing.

"Li Qifeng, Gao Qifeng, what are you two doing leading these several thousand men out of the city? Are you trying to surrender to those Tartars outside the city and then turn around to kill us?"

A fully armored general with a full beard roared. This man was Liu Zhaoji, the garrison commander of Gaoyou. He had received a report that Deputy Commander-in-Chief Li Qifeng and Deputy Military Supervisor Gao Qifeng had secretly left the barracks with several thousand soldiers and headed towards the north gate. He suspected they intended to surrender to the enemy and hurriedly brought his troops to stop them.

"Commander-in-Chief Liu, don't blame us. We don't want to die. None of our soldiers want to die. Staying here means certain death. Prince Yu said he wouldn't kill a single person if we surrendered, but Minister Shi refuses to surrender and wants all 800,000 people in the city to die with him. If he just said the word 'surrender,' we could all be spared. He doesn't care about our lives at all, just to maintain his reputation for loyalty. This city is impossible to defend. We just want a way to survive," Li Qifeng shouted.

"Shut up! You traitors! In this time of national crisis, you dare to betray your country and become accomplices of the Tartars! You all deserve to die! Today I will slaughter all of you traitors, and tomorrow I will kill the Tartars!" Liu Zhaoji gave the order, and the musketeers raised their muskets.

"General Liu, we are not to be trifled with either. Our numbers are about the same, and if we fight head-on, we will both be severely injured. A wise man submits to circumstances. Why don't you come with us and surrender? We can still become officials over there. Why wait to die in this city? Brothers, we are all born of parents, and we only have one life. Come with us, surrender to the Qing, and we will all have a way to survive!" Gao Qifeng, with a fierce look on his face, said loudly.

"Bastard! You dare to incite my men to surrender?"

Liu Zhaoji was furious, and the two sides were on the verge of exchanging blows.

Suddenly, a purple shadow descended from the sky. Li Qifeng was shocked and before she could draw her waist knife, her head was grabbed by the person. Then, a sharp voice came from above, "Tell your men to lay down their weapons and surrender immediately." Liu Zhaoji was overjoyed to see that it was Yun Ziyan who had captured Li Qifeng.

"Good! Heroine Yun has made her move! You bunch of traitors, put down your weapons!" Liu Zhaoji shouted.

"Brothers, we can't put down our weapons, or we'll all die! If this woman dares to kill me, riddle her with bullets! I can take one of her down with me before I die!" Li Qifeng was fearless. With a command, the musketeers beside him aimed hundreds of muskets at Ziyan. Once they opened fire, even with her high martial arts skills, she would probably not escape death.

"Hmph, you traitor, aren't you afraid of death?"

Zi Yan roared, tightening her grip on Li Qifeng's helmet, which was instantly crushed into a ball. Li Qifeng sneered, "Kill me if you want, why say more? We can live if we surrender to the Qing, but staying here means certain death. The court has already abandoned us. Brothers, reinforcements are unlikely to arrive. Shi Kefa deceived us. If you believe him, you'll all die. Since we're going to die anyway, go ahead and kill me if you dare. Today, we're leaving the city no matter what."

"Everyone—everyone stop—listen to me!" The sound of hooves echoed from outside the street. A handsome middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in a purple robe, rode up on horseback, followed by Qi Yun'ao, Qin Wen, Luo Han, and others.

"Gentlemen, you came here voluntarily to help me defend the city. Why are you defecting now?"

The middle-aged man was Shi Kefa. He was writing his will in his room when news of Li Gao'er's defection came, prompting him to rush over with his men to stop him.

Seeing Ziyan surrounded by musketeers, Qin Wen was extremely anxious. He wanted to shout but was afraid of alerting the musketeers and causing them to fire. Surrounded by hundreds of muskets, the beautiful girl appeared quite delicate. She stood barefoot on the horse's rump, one hand tightly gripping Li Qifeng's head, seemingly unafraid. However, when their eyes met, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Only then did she realize that she wasn't wearing boots and it would be indecent for others to see her bare feet. She could only squat down slightly to cover her feet with her long skirt and hide behind Li Qifeng to block everyone's view. However, in doing so, her crotch touched Li Qifeng's forehead. That place was already quite slippery, and Li Qifeng noticed it as soon as he looked up and saw the inappropriateness of Ziyan's crotch. It was soaked with vaginal fluid, and upon closer inspection, one could even see the dark thing inside. Li Qifeng's eyes widened and his lust was aroused. His penis stood erect and pounded against the saddle, and he deliberately raised his head to rub against Ziyan's crotch.

"Mmm—"

Ziyan felt a tingling sensation in her lower body. After her recent climax, her body had become unusually sensitive, especially her private parts. The slightest touch reignited her pent-up desire, causing her body to convulse. A small blister appeared between her legs and burst, dripping onto Li Qifeng's head.

Oh no! Why now! Ziyan tried to straighten her legs to avoid touching Li's head, but this exposed her feet. Li Qifeng, emboldened by lust, disregarded his own life hanging by a thread and reached out to pinch and gently knead one of Ziyan's feet.

"You—"

Ziyan was both angry and anxious. It was bad enough that her beloved had touched her feet, but to be touched by such a lewd thing made her want to smash this lecher's head in. However, she knew the situation was tense, and if she acted impulsively, not only would she die, but many others would also die in vain. So, she could only endure it and pull her feet back.

Seeing that Ziyan didn't make a move, Li Qifeng grew bolder. He took her jade-like foot in his hand and slowly ran his fingers over her toes. He found her feet incredibly smooth and slippery. He had always thought of this fairy as an unapproachable saint, but he never imagined she was so lewd. She must have just finished with that brat Qin Wen and hadn't even washed up before rushing over. That brat was really lucky to get to sleep with such a beautiful woman. If only he could—he imagined himself wantonly ravaging the naked Ziyan, her body lying there, moaning lewdly. His penis almost burst out from under his battle robe, making the saddle creak loudly. He paid no attention to the verbal battle between Gao Qifeng and Shi Kefa.

"Minister Shi, you said the imperial court would send 100,000 land troops and 50,000 naval troops to aid Yangzhou, but where are the troops? You've lied to the 800,000 soldiers and civilians of Yangzhou to die with you. Don't you have a conscience?" Gao Qifeng's words were sharp, hitting Shi Kefa's weak points at every turn.

"Supervisor Gao, you—sigh—I—reinforcements are almost here, don't leave—"

Shi Kefa felt guilty and couldn't argue any longer. Qi Yun'ao couldn't bear to watch and stepped forward, saying, "Supervisor Gao, aren't you afraid of how history will judge your actions today after you surrendered to those Tartars? Your descendants will be ashamed of your actions today."

"Hero Qi, the future is the future. We're already dead, why should we care about these things? If we die in this city, what descendants will we have? Don't say any more. We must leave this city today. Open the city gates, or we'll fight to the death." Gao Qifeng's attitude was also unusually firm.

"Lord Shi, why don't we kill the leader and then—"

Yun'ao whispered to Shi Kefa.

"Sigh—forget it, all of you go—what's the point of this infighting? We haven't even killed the Tartars yet and we're already killing our own people—open the city gates and let them go—"

Shi Kefa suddenly seemed to have given up completely, waving his hand and shouting loudly.

"My lord, we can't let them go! They brought at least four thousand men. Once they leave, they'll be our enemies!" Liu Zhaoji cried out urgently.

"No need to persuade them anymore. Since they don't want to fight alongside us anymore, there's no need to force them. Do we really want them to fight us to the death first? They're just trying to survive; they might not actually be willing to risk their lives for those Tartars. Let them go!" Shi Kefa seemed to have lost all will to listen.

The soldiers on the city wall reluctantly pulled up the heavy gate, and Li Gao's soldiers began to surge towards the city gate. Li Qifeng chuckled and said, "Miss Yun, can you let me go now? Your little feet are really—"

Before she could finish speaking, she received two slaps to the face, her mouth filled with blood, more than a dozen teeth fell out, and she almost fainted.

Ziyan, already standing on a rooftop a dozen feet away, coldly glared at Li Qifeng and drifted away. Li's harassment had made her extremely irritated; she just wanted to quickly return to her room to clean herself.

Li Qifeng covered her mouth, her heart filled with hatred and anger. What was this bitch pretending to be, a saint? " Once the city falls, I'll catch you and make sure you're not a traitor, I'm not a Li!" He didn't want to cause trouble, so he rode out of the city with the main force.

Gao Qifeng clasped his hands in a fist salute to Shi Kefa and said, "Lord Shi, thank you for letting us go today. I will do my best to plead with Prince Yu for you when the city falls."

Shi Kefa smiled bitterly, "The day Yangzhou falls will be the day I, Shi Kefa, die for my country. You don't need to waste your breath. Go tell Dorgon that after the city falls, if anyone is to be killed, it should be me, Shi Kefa, and not the people in the city."

Gao Qifeng shook his head and sighed inwardly: "You make it sound so easy. You refuse to surrender, wanting to uphold your reputation for loyalty, yet you want Dorgon to kill only you and not others? Who do you think you are?" He didn't want to say anything more, glanced at Qin Wen, blinked a few times, then turned and rode out of the city to join the Qing camp.

Ziyan rushed back to her room, called her maid to boil water, and removed her clothes. Her underpants were stained with her vaginal fluids, and she couldn't let anyone know, so she had to wash them herself. Unfortunately, she had no other underpants to change into, which made her very anxious. Luckily, a maid named Xiaohuan noticed her predicament and offered to lend Ziyan her own underpants.

Xiaohuan went back to her room, found a pair of red underpants, smelled them—no smell—and put them away. Suddenly, she felt a numbness in the back of her neck; someone had pressed an acupoint. Yan'e stood coldly behind her, holding a pair of white soft boots. She took the underpants from Xiaohuan's bosom, examined them, and then took a small bottle from her own bosom. She poured a little liquid from the bottle onto the crotch area of the underpants, then opened the boots and dripped some liquid into them.

"Good, well done! This slut stole your love, so you should take revenge on her yourself and turn her into a bitch for a thousand men to fuck," a beautiful voice came from behind her, making Yan'e feel a surge of desire.

"Why don't you do it yourself and make me do it?"

Yan'e said without turning around.

"I have an irreconcilable hatred for that bitch Liu Aoxue. I want to see her disciple suffer; it's too boring for me to do it myself. You're a promising talent. If you're willing to become my disciple, I guarantee you'll become a top-tier female martial arts master. Your senior brother will surely fall at your feet and be your slave for eternity. What do you say?" The

voice rang out again.

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