[Wuxia] I Have a Harem in Tianlong (Complete) - 22

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Chapter 143

"Ah...ah..."

the little girl screamed, her body leaning forward.

"It's too big!

It's going to tear me apart...ah...it's ruined...you've ruined me...please stop...ah...it hurts..."

The little girl was, after all, an inexperienced virgin. How could she withstand Chu Bawang's Overlord Spear? Moreover, Chu Bawang had been suppressing his desire for over a month, and his Overlord Spear had become increasingly powerful in battle. At first, the little girl could endure it, but as Chu Bawang's lust intensified, she felt as if her body had been torn in two by the Overlord Spear. She thought she had died a thousand times over. Seeing the little girl's expression and hearing her pleas for mercy, Chu Bawang's penis grew larger and larger, and he thrust faster and faster, pressing his entire body against the little girl's, his hands forcefully kneading her large breasts.

At this moment, Chu Bawang was in a state of extreme excitement, completely forgetting the word "gentleness." His hands moved upwards along the little girl's white, slender thighs, and suddenly he pinched her clitoris hard.

As Chu Bawang reached his climax, he suddenly gripped the girl's breasts tightly with both hands, squeezing them up and down with force, and pinching her sensitive, erect nipples downwards with his thumbnails. Her beautiful, firm breasts were deformed under his rough hands.

"No, ah... ah... no... oh... oh..."

the girl cried out in pain.

"I can't... no... I can't take it anymore... please!"

Perhaps due to fear, there was no lubrication from her vagina, and her cries grew fainter and fainter.

Finally, she could only shake her head and let out muffled moans.

Completely naked, a man was on top of her, brutally raping her.

Every sacred part of her body was violated—her breasts, especially her nipples, throbbed with intense pain; her genitals felt like they were being torn apart; her thighs were caressed at will; her lips and neck were kissed casually by Chu Bawang. All of this was a pain and pleasure the girl would never forget, immense pain accompanied by unparalleled pleasure.

“Oh…oh…ah…um…gently…gently…a…um…ah…um…um…gently…a…um…ah…ah…ah…gently…a little…ah…ah…”

The little girl moaned, whether from pleasure or pain, her lower body was in excruciating pain from the rough intercourse.

“Hmph, hmph!”

Chu Bawang excitedly thrust in and out, his hands gripping the little girl’s breasts like rubber balls.

The little girl’s once proud secondary sexual characteristics were like toys being manipulated at will by a man.

His sacred reddish-brown nipples were being played with by his fingers, sending a surge of sensitive electricity into the little girl’s brain.

Tears streamed uncontrollably down the little girl’s face.

“Why am I being treated like this?

And why do I even feel fascinated?

Am I a harlot?”

Chu Bawang thrust in and out while kneading her breasts.

“Ah…oh…ah…”

The little girl felt as if she were being cut by a knife, shaking her head frantically and moaning incessantly.

"How long will this pain last?" The little girl thought she would die if it continued and felt terrified.

In the beautiful night, the sound of mucous membranes rubbing together rang out.

Chu Bawang turned the little girl over and placed her on the bed, beginning his final thrust.

Chu Bawang held the little girl's buttocks, his penis aimed directly at her clitoris.

"Ah..."

the little girl cried out.

The penis slid in with a "plop. "

Although it had been penetrated before, the insertion still caused intense pain, and the little girl could only grit her teeth.

The narrow vaginal opening was forced open, seemingly making a "crunching" sound.

"Ugh...ugh..."

The little girl frowned in pain, sweat sliding down her cheeks.

Chu Bawang began to slowly thrust in and out.

The vaginal opening was so tight that it almost hurt his penis.

"Oh...so wonderful..."

The intense pleasure made Chu Bawang groan as he thrust even harder.

Chu Bawang forcefully thrust into the little girl's tender vagina.

Each time, he would pull his penis all the way out, then thrust it all the way in at once, rubbing it against the cervix.

The little girl's vagina was warm, and it felt like many tiny teeth were touching Chu Bawang's penis; her vaginal fluids began to gush out like a burst dam.

"Oh...oh..."

a hoarse sound squeezed out from the little girl's throat.

"Ah...um...gently...gently...ah...um...ah...um...gently...gently...ah...um...ah...ah...gently...gently...a little...ah...ah..."

The little girl felt as if the mucous membrane of her vagina was being torn apart, causing her immense pain. The little

girl gritted her teeth, enduring the pain.

In doing so, her vagina exerted force, gripping the penis inside tightly.

"Oh...it's so tight."

It felt like a hand was gripping the penis, and the intense pleasure made Chu Bawang groan.

The intense friction made the penis almost ejaculate.

"Wow...it's so good I can't take it."

Chu Bawang thrust in and out with all his might.

The room echoed with "plop and squeak" sounds.

Originally, Xiang Yu was holding the little girl's buttocks tightly with both hands, but now he was kneading her sagging breasts violently with both hands.

"Ah...ah..."

came rapid sounds from the little girl's throat.

The little girl's face was pale.

"Ah...no...ah..." "...Ah...ah...gently...gently...ah...um...ah...um...gently...gently...ah...um...gently...gently...ah...um...ah..." The

little girl showed a painful expression and groaned.

Chu Bawang thrust into the little girl's uterus without mercy.

Chu Bawang felt more and more pleasure with each thrust, and the little girl under him began to beg for mercy.

Chu Bawang withdrew his penis from the little girl's vagina, and then thrust it deep into the little girl's body, gradually increasing the pace.

"...Ah...ah...gently...gently...ah...um...ah...um...gently...gently...ah...um...gently...gently...ah...um...ah..." The

pure virgin's shy and fiery moans and cries echoed on the bed. The beautiful, pure and delicate little girl was shy, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, her beautiful smooth snow buttocks and jade legs thrusting forward to welcome her, gently yielding to pleasure.

"...Ah...um...ah...um...ah...um...ah...um...gently...gently...ah...um...gently...still...gently...ah..."

Perhaps the pain had numbed her, or perhaps the pleasure was too intense; the little girl only felt waves of pleasure, lost in the ecstasy of this most primal action. Her

face flushed, her cheeks rosy, and she cried out in a soft, shy voice. Her small, rosy, and forced-open vagina flowed with streams of wet, sticky, and filthy fluid as the enormous penis roughly entered and exited, soaking a large patch of the soft, white sheet beneath her.

After thrusting in and out of the young girl's tight, delicate virgin vagina more than three hundred times, the man finally began his final and most frenzied sprint.

"Ah... um... gently... gently... a little... ah... um... ah... um... gently... a little... ah... ah..."

The man roughly thrust in and out of the beautiful, pure, and lovely young girl's virgin vagina, each thrust reaching the very bottom of her tight, tender vagina. His large, round, thick, and hard penis pressed hard against the girl's tender cervix. The beautiful woman, who had just experienced the first sexual intercourse and had just lost her virginity, could not withstand such a storm of lust. The intense and ecstatic pleasure made the beautiful virgin sink deeper and deeper into the sea of lustful intercourse between the man and woman... The young girl cried out softly and moaned as he thrust and pumped in and out of her, feeling as if she were dying of pleasure.

"Ah..."

Suddenly, the man tightly embraced the little girl's naked, soft, and smooth slender waist, pulling her bare, snow-white lower body close to his own. His penis thrust deeply and forcefully into the little girl's hot, tight, moist, and slippery vagina, pressing against the shy, tender, and smooth cervix deep inside her. The speed of his thrusting reached its limit, his lower abdomen hitting her buttocks, emitting a crisp moan. Still relying on your hands? How can you enjoy it? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video, Fan Bingbing's lower body, realistically molded, highly realistic vulva shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large granular protrusions, close to the female physiological structure, experience a more realistic feeling... rhythmic swallowing, irresistible! Click to enter.

Chu Bawang thrust even more frantically into her flesh cave.

"Ugh..."

The little girl shook her head in pain.

She was really about to reach the limit of endurance, "Ah... Oh..."

Her body twisted like a snake.

"Almost there... just a little longer... my girl!"

Chu Bawang's upper body arched back.

At the same time, his glans swelled even more, and finally he ejaculated violently.

"Ah, no!

Ah... ah... ah!"

The sphincter muscles inside her vagina contracted violently, and Chu Bawang reached his climax. His black penis erupted like a volcano, spraying a stream of cloudy white semen into her vagina.

In extreme pain, the little girl felt a hot, scalding flow shoot deep into her lower body. She couldn't help but convulse, desperately clenching the penis inserted into her lower body with her last bit of strength.

A large amount of semen sprayed onto her cervix.

"Ah... ah..."

The little girl kept moaning.

Chu Bawang continued to thrust his penis in and out, as if trying to inject the last drop of semen into it.

"Oh... oh..."

I felt as if I wanted to squeeze out even the last drop, and I swayed my hips back and forth slightly.

The young girl's body convulsed and spasmed from his final thrust, the soft walls of her vagina tightly gripping the massive, brutally intruding member. The tender, moist membranes within her tight vagina contracted and sucked at her.

Her long, smooth, snow-white legs suddenly arched and stiffened, and a stream of thick, slippery, precious virgin fluid shot from her dark, deep womb. "Ah...ah..." The young girl

blushed, her cheeks flushed, and she cried out in a shy, panting voice.

He had finally forcibly raped the young girl—or rather, semi-raped her, since she was quite cooperative afterwards.

He was much kinder than that certain leader, who believed that using a condom didn't constitute rape!

The pure, beautiful, gentle, and stunningly lovely young girl was still forcibly raped and violated, losing her pristine virginity and becoming a charming, mature woman.

On the pristine white sheets beneath the young girl, patches of blood and stains of semen mingled, soaking a large area and creating a scene of utter disarray and filth.

The

young girl, a beautiful, pure, and gentle maiden, had experienced the intense pleasure of first intercourse with a man, sacrificing her virginity for the intoxicating intimacy behind her cries and moans. Her face flushed crimson, her cheeks glowed, and her heart was filled with a mixture of shyness and tenderness.

The King of Chu embraced the woman's soft, boneless, and naked body. Knowing the young girl's body couldn't take it, he let her rest for a while. Seeing the stunning beauty beneath him—her flushed face, her firm, erect breasts, and her pink nipples—and smelling the fragrant scent of her sweat-drenched body, his wicked lust was reignited.

Before the young girl could even catch her breath, the girl, who had just emerged from the climax of their passionate lovemaking, panting softly and shyly, suddenly felt the shriveled penis that had been pressing against her vaginal opening move, gradually rising and thrusting again.

The young girl, overcome with shyness, felt her body go limp. The man once again thrust his thick, hard penis into her tight vagina, penetrating deep inside her. "Ah...ah...um...gently...ah...um...ah..."

The beautiful, pure, and charming girl couldn't help but cry out softly, moaning shyly.

Her snow-white, soft, and naked body writhed beneath him, yielding to his entry and withdrawal. The beautiful, pure, and shy beauty was once again conquered by his defilement.

The night breeze carried the fragrance of flowers, gently caressing the face and temples of the voyeur, and the clothes of the petite figure around the corner, a tender caress, like the hands of a lover.

Chapter 144

The morning sunlight streamed in through the window. The little girl gently opened her eyes and found herself still lying in the arms of her "lecherous thief," her hands tightly wrapped around his arm. Thinking of her wantonness the previous night, she felt a surge of shyness; thinking of her body being violated by this man, she felt a wave of despair . "Waaah..."

Tears streamed down her face as she lamented her loss of virginity, especially under these circumstances.

The pain in her lower body was unbearable, but the pain in her heart was even greater. She still didn't understand why this had happened.

Her legs trembled violently, as if she had a fever, and her breasts, which hadn't been touched, heaved like waves.

"I've been defiled, my body will be filthy for the rest of my life..."

Thinking this, she was filled with immense pain, and at the same time, she felt something within her beginning to collapse.

Although she remained conscious, her naked body was weak and powerless. Her breasts ached from being squeezed, her nipples and genitals burned, and blood, semen, and secretions from her vagina remained on the sheets.

Staring blankly at the sleeping handsome face, a sense of tranquility suddenly welled up in her heart. "What's wrong with me?"

The little girl was startled by her own heartbeat. Suddenly noticing that Chu Bawang was showing signs of waking up, she quickly closed her eyes.

Chu Bawang opened his eyes and saw the little girl lying peacefully against his chest, her face still bearing traces of tears, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned.

She was a beautiful woman, with an oval face, bright and lively eyes, a captivating charm, fair and smooth skin, delicate and pretty features, and a petite and charming figure.

Though not possessing unparalleled beauty, she embodied the elegance and grace of Jiangnan.

Her tear-streaked face touched Chu Bawang's heart, and he couldn't help but blame his recklessness the previous night. He wondered what her name was. Murong Fu's maids were all more beautiful than the last; Chu Bawang truly wanted to kill him and then rule Yanziwu himself.

Just as Chu Bawang was about to admire the image of the sleeping beauty, he felt a drumming sensation in the arm the little girl was holding. His arm was vibrating against her breasts—did that mean she was awake?

Chu Bawang gently tightened his embrace, pressing her two soft, elastic mounds against his chest. The softness was like cotton, yet with the elasticity of inflated balloons, but with a fleshy feel that surpassed any inflated balloon—a truly wonderful sensation against his chest. His

large hands gripped her slender waist, quietly savoring her smooth, tender skin, a feeling of indescribable satisfaction welling up inside him.

Sensing Chu Bawang's movements, the little girl trembled even more noticeably, but she still pretended to be asleep; perhaps she didn't know how to face him.

Chu Bawang smiled strangely, recalling the scene from the previous night when they had fought hundreds of rounds, and she had begged for mercy.

Chu Bawang felt a warmth in his heart, and a subtle, indescribable expression appeared on his chiseled face. He couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her trembling forehead. The soft, smooth feeling against his chest made Chu Bawang, who was pressing down on the girl, reveal a lewd smile, and his hands began to wander.

He brought his face close to the girl's beautiful cheek, and the faint fragrance of orchids wafted into his nostrils. Chu Bawang was instantly intoxicated and couldn't help but take a deep breath. His hand trembled slightly as he reached out and slowly touched her smooth, soft shoulder from the edge of the blanket—how delicate and flawless her skin was!

Although he didn't know who the girl was, she was definitely a maid from the Murong family.

Chu Bawang couldn't help but sigh: "The maids of the Murong family are all so beautiful!"

Chu Bawang stroked her snow-white shoulders for a while, then his large hand moved downwards, one of his lecherous hands naturally reaching for the girl's bare, trembling breasts, skillfully and greedily massaging them. His other lecherous hand gently lifted the girl's delicate body, bringing them even closer.

The girl, who had been pretending to be asleep, was aroused again. Her body trembled even more violently, a faint blush gradually appearing on her snow-white, tender skin. Her rosy, sensual lips began to emit soft moans involuntarily, a pleasurable sensation causing the corners of her mouth to curl upwards in excitement.

Staring blankly at the intense passion and allure emanating from the girl's beautiful, aloof face when she was aroused, Chu Bawang's lewd smile widened even further.

He slowly lowered his head and kissed her rosy and sensual lips, then inserted his enormous, blood-red tongue into her sweet-smelling cherry-like mouth, searching for her lovely, pink tongue. After

a while, the King of Chu's tongue finally found the little girl's lovely pink tongue deep inside. Overjoyed, he immediately curled it up and began to entwine it, licking and kissing it incessantly. At the same time, his enormous tongue also scraped and stirred against the tender flesh of the little girl's mouth, swallowing her sweet saliva with relish.

Soon, the King of Chu's gaping maw slid over the little girl's smooth shoulders and delicate collarbones, reaching her gradually hardening breasts. He began to frantically lick and kiss them. The strong scent of milk and the faint, orchid-like, musky virgin fragrance constantly stimulated the King of Chu's lust. He roared and frantically took the pink, engorged nipple into his mouth, teasing and sucking it forcefully with his enormous tongue.

Before long, the little girl's collarbones and breasts were covered with the glistening saliva dripping from the King of Chu's mouth.

At the same time, the King of Chu's lewd hands slowly moved to the outer edge of the little girl's snow-white breasts, one step closer and he could grasp those snow-white peaks.

But the King of Chu was in no hurry to grasp those snow-white, smooth breasts.

After licking and kissing the little girl's cute pink tongue for a while, his lips left her sexy and rosy lips and went to kiss her beautiful face, flushed with a rosy blush. Then he gently took her delicate earlobe into his mouth, savoring it with relish. His lips then moved slowly down her slender, white neck, as elegant and graceful as a swan's, leaving a trail of clear saliva and pale red hickeys like rose petals on her snow-white skin.

After licking the little girl's soft, smooth shoulders, he took her sexy, slender collarbone into his mouth, licking and nibbling at it as if savoring food. He had a special fondness for women's collarbones; he particularly loved their smooth, delicate, and sweet feel.

After an unknown amount of time, his lips moved down her chest again, finally reaching the outer edge of her snow-white peaks.

Gazing at the pair of snow-white breasts before him, inhaling the rich, milky fragrance emanating from them, a lewd light flashed in Chu Bawang's eyes. Without hesitation, he lowered his head and began to lick and kiss the outer edges of the breasts, slowly moving his tongue towards the peaks.

While kissing, his hands were not idle either; one hand grasped the peak he hadn't yet kissed, while the other reached down to the girl's snow-white thighs, caressing and kneading the soft, supple flesh.

The young girl lay softly in Chu Bawang's arms. After such a long period of caresses and teasing, her body temperature began to rise, fine beads of sweat appeared on her smooth, white forehead, and the blush on her face deepened. She began to murmur softly in her sleep... With his other hand, he teased her sensitive spots, whispering in her ear, "Was that enough last night?

You were moaning so loudly.

How about we do it again?"

The young girl trembled, remembering her foolishness that night, the immense pain that brought endless pleasure—something she would never forget in her life.

The young girl opened her bright, sparkling eyes and found the man looking at her tenderly. Yes, his gaze was gentle. She was going crazy. She actually thought that a man who had forcibly taken her virginity could have a gentle side. He was a devil, a wolf in sheep's clothing. How could he show such tenderness? It must be just a fleeting glance. She raised her head and met his deep eyes again. They were like a bottomless abyss, deeply captivating her mind, even drawing her soul away. She didn't know why she was attracted to a man who had forcibly violated her. Was she being pathetic?

The young girl smiled bitterly to herself.

"Girl, what's your name?"

"My name is A'Zhu." Lost in her thoughts, the young girl was startled by Chu Bawang's voice and answered instinctively, then her mind started racing again.

"What? She's actually A'Zhu?"

Chu Bawang was stunned. He never imagined that the woman he had violated was A'Zhu!

Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Chu, was certainly no stranger to A'Zhu. A'Zhu only appeared in the eleventh chapter of *Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils*, but her appearance was absolutely astonishing. Her disguises as an old man, a steward, and an old woman were simply divine; even the highly skilled veteran martial artist Kumārajīva was completely fooled. If it weren't for the faint, youthful fragrance emanating from her, Duan Yu would also have been deceived.

Such disguise and acting skills, even today, would be enough to fool millions of fans in the entertainment industry.

If disguise is a skill, then impersonating someone and doing something

is definitely a sign of intelligence.

Impersonating Qiao Feng, the monk Zhiqing, the physician Xue, and Bai Shijing—each time, she disguised herself as the right character and did the right thing at the right time.

A'Zhu repeatedly ventured into dangerous territory and emerged unscathed; one has to admire her courage and meticulousness. Who else in *Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils* can compare to her intelligence and resourcefulness?

King Xiang Yu also had some feelings about A Zhu's personality. She was sometimes gentle and lovely, sometimes mischievous and clever. She was quick-witted, playful, smart, and cute. Like Xiao Zhao, she was kind-hearted and selfless.

Jin Yong described her as having skin as smooth as jade, crystal clear and almost transparent, with a charming smile that was quite playful. Her cheeks were snow-white, her small hands were incredibly smooth, her jade-like feet were delicate and petite, her eyelashes were very long, her eyes were like stars, and her appearance was beautiful and charming. Her cheeks were pink like peach blossoms, and when she was ill, her face was like a pear blossom, pitiful and moving, with a shy expression.

This was not an exaggeration at all. Looking at A'Zhu in person, Chu Bawang even felt that Jin Yong was being modest.

Knowing that this woman was A'Zhu, Chu Bawang felt deeply ashamed of his roughness last night. She was a mischievous and clever spirit, a celestial fairy who could only appear with a fleeting shadow, but now her face was covered with tears, and she looked so pitiful.

"Does it still hurt?"

The more Chu Bawang thought about it, the more remorseful he became. He knew very well the kind of harm his actions last night had caused this girl, and he also knew the power of his Overlord Spear. Even seasoned women like Qin Hongmian and Gan Baobao would have to beg for mercy if they were to go together, let alone the inexperienced A'Zhu.

Chapter 145.

A'Zhu involuntarily shrank back, her body trembling slightly. Sensing A'Zhu's movement, Chu Bawang smiled bitterly to himself. Any girl would react the same way in this situation. Knowing it was his fault, Chu Bawang gently embraced A'Zhu's delicate body, his movements as gentle as possible. The wonderful touch aroused his desire, but he could only restrain himself. If he were to lose control of his beastly nature again, it could leave an indelible shadow on A'Zhu.

"Be my woman, and I will make you happy," Chu Bawang's tone was as gentle as possible, but even the gentlest tone could not change Chu Bawang's domineering nature.

In ancient times, a woman's chastity was as important as life itself. A woman who lost her chastity lost everything, lost the meaning of life. That is why Yun Zhonghe was listed among the Four Evils. If we were to discuss the strength of martial arts, the degree of ferocity, or the number of people killed, no matter how powerful Yun Zhonghe was, he would not be ranked first. There were many people in the martial arts world who were stronger and more ferocious than him.

A'Zhu couldn't understand Chu Bawang's gentleness. In her eyes, Chu Bawang was a lecherous thief, a lecher who had taken her virginity, an unforgivable demon. To A'Zhu, Chu Bawang's advances were merely feigned innocence—at least, that's what she thought. But when she looked into Chu Bawang's eyes, she became confused and bewildered. She couldn't be sure. Everyone can lie, but eyes don't lie. She clearly felt the sincerity in Chu Bawang's eyes, filled only with tenderness, a burning passion that could melt her. She didn't know why she felt this way; her mind was blank. She lowered her head and fell silent, unsure how to face it all.

Agree to his demands?

No, she had no choice. This man hadn't given her a chance. He was so domineering, taking her body and then depriving her of her freedom. Did he really think the Murong family was powerless?

The Murong family?

Yes, the Murong family. She was a member of the Murong family. Why should she obey him?

Could he possibly afford to offend the Murong family?

A'Zhu was A'Zhu; she had cried, despaired, and been confused, but none of that mattered. A'Zhu was a beautiful and playful woman, a mischievous and clever girl. Since it had happened, she could only try to accept it. Thinking this way, her heart calmed down. She

began to ponder the ins and outs of the matter. Last night, when she returned from outside, she learned that A'Bi had brought a man back. The man was called Chu Bawang, and A'Bi called him Brother Chu. A'Bi talked to her a lot about Chu Bawang. Perhaps A'Zhu was too tired, because she listened and fell asleep in A'Bi's room. Seeing A'Zhu like this, A'Bi went to A'Zhu's room to rest, and so their rooms were switched.

As for why Chu Bawang left the room?

No, he didn't go to the wrong room. You could say he went to the wrong room subconsciously. As for why, you know.

Hehe, so wicked, poor A'Zhu.

Last night, Azhu had a beautiful dream. In her dream, her Prince Charming was there, and they were intimately sharing a bed. When she opened her eyes, she indeed saw her dream hero. Thinking it was still a dream, she continued to embrace him. But at the last moment, she woke up, realizing she wasn't dreaming. There was indeed a man in her bed, and he was trying to assault her. She was terrified, but she couldn't do anything. Her body felt like it was out of her control, trembling with the man's caresses. He had no strength at all.

Unable to resist, she was violated, mercilessly penetrated. At that moment, she felt as if her body was being torn in two, but soon after, she felt as if she had entered paradise. The feeling was so wonderful that she became lost in it, lost in paradise. Then she woke up, and the fact remained that her innocent body had been taken by the man.

A'Zhu pulled herself together from her turbulent thoughts and gave Chu Bawang a deep look. A decision instantly formed in her mind. "You're the Brother Chu that A'Bi spoke of, right? I can pretend last night never happened." This simple, unassuming sentence carried a fleeting, poignant helplessness. A'Bi's confession last night made her realize that her sister had likely fallen for the man before her.

But this man had taken her body; he was mistaking her for A'Bi. What she didn't know was that Chu Bawang was only pretending to see her as A'Bi.

Chu Bawang neither refused nor accepted. He saw the helplessness in A'Zhu's eyes. He understood A'Zhu; since they had already slept together, she probably wouldn't fall for anyone else. Chu Bawang wasn't in a hurry, because in his heart, A'Zhu was already his woman.

Seeing Chu Bawang's expression, A'Zhu knew that her life was intertwined with his. She just didn't know how he would treat her, and this thought filled her with worry for her future.

"No one can change the fact that you are my woman."

Chu Bawang looked at her with a smile in his eyes, his hand naturally climbing onto A Zhu's breasts, gently kneading them.

A Zhu's face flushed red. Adhering to the principle of "marrying a chicken, following the chicken; marrying a dog, following the dog," she accepted her fate. He had taken her body, and he had promised to take responsibility, so she wasn't as heartbroken as she had imagined.

She had never imagined she could be so wanton, but the pleasure of last night was irresistible.

Looking at him, feeling his hand tighten, her eyes filled with desire, she glanced at him.

Both of them were beginning to feel lust.

Looking at the charming and shy A Zhu, Chu Bawang's lust flared, and he embraced her slender waist. A Zhu's skin slowly turned a striking pink, beads of sweat appearing on her skin. She arched her waist and swayed her hips, trying to meet Chu Bawang's movements, but being a novice, she immediately felt a burning pain in her body, "Ah..."

a cry of pain escaping her lips.

"Does it hurt?"

Chu Bawang immediately stopped what he was doing and switched to gentle caresses, sliding his hand from her vulva down to her groin. His large hand gently stroked her vulva, and A'Zhu immediately felt a warm current from Chu Bawang's hand. Instantly, the pain in her lower body subsided; at least she could move her buttocks without feeling the burning pain from before. However, seeing her swaying hips, Chu Bawang's lust was aroused again, but he knew A'Zhu couldn't bear it and forcibly restrained himself.

A'Zhu gave him a helpless glare, a hint of affection welling up within her, knowing he was taking advantage of her again.

Chu Bawang felt A'Zhu's silky smooth skin and reluctantly removed his lecherous hands, his desire rising. His eyes gleamed with lust as he looked at A'Zhu. A'Zhu retreated as if startled. Although the bed wasn't small, space was limited, and now she had nowhere to retreat.

Seeing A'Zhu's unintentional, panicked movements, Chu Bawang's fire burned even more fiercely.

Seeing the naked gaze of the King of Chu, A'Zhu cried out and quickly pulled the cloth over herself to cover her exposed body.

Perhaps it is the instinctive sense of security and desire for indulgence that people feel in the dark, so at night she allowed herself to be taken advantage of by Chu Bawang, who was infatuated and powerless to resist. But during the day, the shame in her heart made A Zhu resist any contact from Chu Bawang, including his thieving eyes.

Chu Bawang felt he was about to get a nosebleed if things continued like this, so he chuckled and said, "Abi hasn't come to urge us, so it's still early. Why don't we sleep a little longer?"

Azhu bit her lip and stared at Chu Bawang, weakly saying, "Get out, I'm not sleeping anymore, I need to get dressed."

Chu Bawang didn't want to miss this opportunity and said indifferently, "It's okay, you can get dressed, it won't bother me. I'll get dressed after you're done."

Azhu tightened the blanket, peeked out and glared at the seemingly innocent Chu Bawang, then reached out and threw all of Chu Bawang's clothes at him, muttering, "Hurry up and get dressed, then get out."

Chu Bawang picked up his clothes dejectedly, feeling quite unwilling, and pondered, "How about this, we can all get dressed together, no one will lose out. If you think I have too many clothes right now, I'll take them off like you and then put them back on, is that alright?"

Azhu saw Chu Bawang actually taking off his clothes and kicked him in embarrassment and anger.

Chu Bawang, unable to retaliate, was accidentally kicked off the bed, falling with a cry

of pain. Azhu glanced off the bed, playfully sticking out her tongue and pouting, "Seeing how rude you were to me, it's no wonder I fell."

Remembering the pain of losing her virginity last night, she still felt a lingering fear. Thinking about it, she couldn't help but recall the waves of climax that followed, muttering to herself, "Am I, Azhu, some kind of little silver-toothed girl?"

A blush crept onto her face.

Chu Bawang didn't speak, humming as he put on a pair of clothes, then suddenly made a move to pounce on her, startling Azhu into kicking her legs unconsciously.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Chu Bawang patted Azhu's face and laughed, "If you keep fooling around like this, it'll be noon. What if Abi comes in? What will you do then?"

Azhu watched Chu Bawang get up and leave, her eyes darting around, a thoughtful expression on her face. It seemed being his woman wouldn't be so bad.

Chu Bawang stretched and felt incredibly refreshed. Even his gaze softened. His handsome appearance filled the courtyard with anticipation from the maids who considered themselves somewhat attractive.

Upon seeing Abi, Chu Bawang's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed with a smile, "Abi, you look so beautiful today! My eyes almost popped out!"

Abi was indeed extraordinary today. She seemed to have dressed up deliberately, but strangely, she possessed a natural, unadorned beauty. Her arched eyebrows were bright as the moon, her delicate nose was small and pert like a dove's, her oval face was fair with a hint of blush, and her bright, sparkling eyes complemented her small, clear lips. A tight-fitting green dress made her look youthful, vibrant, and pure. Her entire outfit was perfectly coordinated, as if carefully chosen.

Chapter 146

Abi chuckled and said, "You always know how to flatter people."

She thought to herself, "At least all that effort I put into dressing up wasn't in vain."

Soon, the male servants brought out one hot dish after another: water chestnut and shrimp, lotus leaf and winter bamboo shoot soup, cherry ham, Longjing tea-infused chicken, and so on. Each dish was exquisite.

Fish, shrimp, and meat were mixed with flower petals and fresh fruit, making them both beautiful in color and fragrant with a unique natural aroma.

King Chu tasted each dish a few times and found them all delicious and refreshing. He praised, "With such mountains and rivers, there must be a person like Abi.

With such a beautiful person as Abi, there must be such intelligence and talent to create such elegant dishes."

Abi said shyly, "Brother Chu, you're making me blush."

Even so, Abi was overjoyed by the praise.

At this moment, a male servant came up to report that someone had come to cause trouble. Abi looked at Chu Bawang and said apologetically, "Brother Chu, why don't we go and see?"

Chu Bawang laughed and said, "Alright, I'd like to see who dares to cause trouble at Murong Fu's place in Gusu."

Murong Fu, the current head of the Murong family, like the masters of the Murong family throughout the ages, was renowned for his extensive martial arts knowledge and was even known for his "using their own methods against them," making him feared by everyone in the martial arts world.

The reputation accumulated by the Murong family over the generations had reached its peak in the current martial arts world. Among the young masters in the martial arts world, Murong Fu and Qiao Feng (Xiao Feng) were known as the Twin Peaks, collectively called "Southern Murong, Northern Qiao Feng." Unless there was a deep-seated hatred, no one would provoke the behemoth that was the Murong family.

Not to mention that no family could compare to the Murong family, even if there were, they wouldn't create such a huge force as an opponent for no reason.

****************************************************************************************** The small boat drew closer, and Chu Bawang was immediately struck by the aroma of wine. Feeling refreshed, he asked, "Abi, what kind of wine is this?

How can it smell so good?"

Abi sniffed hard several times but couldn't detect anything. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something and exclaimed in alarm, "Oh no! Oh no!

They've spilled Sister Azhu's jasmine and rose dew! Sister Azhu put so much effort into making these dews, and these unwelcome guests must have drunk them like wine. Azhu will be heartbroken if she finds out!" Abi assumed Azhu was still asleep and didn't call her over. She also wanted to create more opportunities to be alone with Chu Bawang.

Abi led Chu Bawang directly around the back of the house to the kitchen, where they saw the cook, Old Gu, sweating profusely, spitting into the wok and rubbing his hands together to remove dirt.

Abi Zhu was both annoyed and amused. She called out, "Old Gu, what are you doing?"

Old Gu was startled, but when he saw Abi, he was overjoyed and said, "Miss Abi, a lot of bad people have come and forced me to cook! Look!"

As he spoke, he blew some snot and threw it into the dishes, chuckling.

Abi frowned and said, "You're cooking such dirty dishes."

Old Gu quickly replied, "The dishes you eat, young lady, I wash my hands clean before cooking. The dishes

bad people eat are as dirty as they can be."

Abi said, "Next time I see your cooking, I'll feel nauseous just thinking about it."

Old Gu hurriedly said, "Different, different, completely different."

Although Abi was Murong Gongzi's maid, she was the mistress of Tingxiang Pavilion, with other maids, cooks, boatmen, gardeners, and others serving her.

Abi asked, "How many enemies were there?"

Old Gu replied, "The first group had eighteen or nineteen men, and the later group had more than twenty."

Abi asked, "Two groups? Who were they? What were they dressed

like? Judging from their accents, where were they from?" Old Gu cursed, "Fuck their mothers..." As soon as the curse left his mouth, he quickly covered it with his hand, looking terrified. He said, "Miss Abi, I deserve to die. I... I'm so angry I've lost my mind. One group of bad guys were northern barbarians, they all looked like bandits. The other group were from Sichuan, all wearing white robes, I don't know what kind of people they are." Abi asked, "Who were they looking for? Did they hurt anyone?" Old Gu said, "The first group of bandits came looking for the master, and the second group of strange men came looking for the young master. We told them the master had passed away and the young master was not here, but they didn't believe us and searched the place thoroughly."

The maids in the village all avoided him, but I was so angry, damn it…”

He was about to curse again, but managed to swallow the curse back in time.

Abi and the others saw that his left eye was black and half of his cheek was swollen, so they figured he had been hit hard. No wonder he was spitting and blowing his nose in the food to vent his anger.

Abi turned to Chu Bawang and said, “Brother Chu, let’s go and see for ourselves. Old Gu can’t explain it either.” "

Having said that, she led Chu Bawang out through the side door of the kitchen, past a jasmine flowerbed, through two moon gates, and arrived outside the flower hall.

Even from several feet away from the doors and windows behind the flower hall, she could already hear a commotion inside.

Abi quietly approached, poked a hole in the window paper with her fingernail, and peered inside.

She saw that the hall was brightly lit, but only the eastern side was illuminated. Eighteen or nineteen burly men were drinking heartily, the tables littered with cups and plates, the chairs overturned on the floor, some sitting on the tables, others clutching chicken legs and pig's trotters, devouring them.

Others brandished long knives, using the tip of their blades to pick up pieces of beef from their plates and put them in their mouths.

Abi then looked westward, initially paying no attention, but after a while, she couldn't help but feel a surge of unease." Mao felt a chill run down his spine.

He saw over twenty people dressed in white robes, sitting solemnly. Only one candle lit the table, its light illuminating an area of just a few feet. The candlelight illuminated six or seven people nearby, their faces expressionless, devoid of joy or anger, truly like zombies. These people sat motionless and silent; if it weren't for the occasional movement of a few eyes, one would have mistaken them all for dead.

Chu Bawang sensed something amiss with Abi and moved closer, taking her hand. He found her hand icy cold and trembling slightly, so he squeezed it harder to warm it.

Abi's eyes met those of a sallow-faced man. The man glared at her, half-dead, and Abi gasped in surprise.

"Who!" a voice

shouted from inside the room. With two loud bangs, several people burst through the long windows and leaped out. A dozen or so people rushed into the hall, surrounding the five people.

The crowd yelled, "A spy!

A spy!"

A burly old man in the hall shouted, "Where did these spies come from?

Sneaking around like this, what evil deeds are they plotting?" He

pointed his knife at Chu Bawang and Abi.

Abi laughed, "I am the master of this place, and you dare ask me where I come from? Isn't that laughable?

Where did you two come from?

Coming here to cause trouble?"

Before they could answer, Chu Bawang lowered his head and said, "Qin Family Village in Yunzhou, the Five Tigers Severing the Gate Saber.

Unfortunately, five moves have been lost." "

Last night, Chu Bawang (King of Chu) thoroughly reviewed all the secret manuals of Huanshi Water Pavilion, hoping to create his own martial art in the future. Seeing the old man's stance with his long saber, he remembered this martial art.

The Five Tigers Breaking the Gate Saber originated from the Qin Family Village in Yunzhou and is the most powerful martial art of the Qin Family Village.

After the senior Qin Gongwang created the sixty-four moves of the Breaking the Gate Saber, later generations forgot five moves, leaving only fifty-nine. The five missing moves are 'White Tiger Leaps the Ravine,' 'A Roar of Wind,' 'Scissors and Pounces Freely,' 'Dominating the Mountains,' and 'Subduing the Elephant and Overcoming the Lion.'

The old man never expected that Chu Bawang could see through his martial art's style with just his opening stance. He was greatly shocked and exclaimed, 'You...who are you? How did you know?'" "

The old man had immersed himself in the Five Tigers Breaking Gate Saber for decades, mastering the first fifty-nine moves to perfection. He lacked the five most powerful moves at the end, hindering his mastery. Even so, decades of arduous practice had ingrained the first fifty-nine moves in his very being. Every movement perfectly matched the number of moves in the Five Tigers Breaking Gate Saber. Although he only used the saber to point, decades of training had made the saber technique ingrained in his mind. His everyday actions naturally revealed the number of moves in the Five Tigers Breaking Gate Saber, which is why Chu Bawang immediately recognized the old man's technique.

Chu Bawang said calmly, 'The most famous martial art of Qin Family Village in Yunzhou is the Five Tigers Breaking Gate Saber. Back then, Senior Qin Gongwang created the sixty-four moves of the Breaking Gate Saber, which were incredibly powerful. Later generations forgot these five moves, and I heard that only fifty-nine moves have been passed down.

Chief Yao, how many moves have you learned?'

Yao Bodang was greatly surprised and blurted out, 'My Qin Family Village's Five Tigers Breaking Gate Saber did indeed originally have sixty-four moves, but how did you know?'" "

The final five moves of the Five Tigers Severing the Gate Saber have been lost for many years. He is the only one in Qin Family Village who knows this secret, but I never expected that this unknown young man would know it.

Chu Bawang then dropped another bombshell: "The five missing moves are 'White Tiger Leaps Over the Ravine,' 'A Roar of Wind,' 'Scissors and Pounces Freely,' and 'Dominating the Mountains.' As for the fifth move, well, it's 'Subduing the Elephant and Overcoming the Lion.' Chief Yao, do you agree or disagree?" Yao

Bodang stroked his beard, trying to calm himself. Five of the most essential moves in their sect's swordsmanship had been lost, known only to him. But what those moves were, no one in the sect knew, not even him, the chieftain.

Hearing Chu Bawang speak so eloquently, he was both surprised and suspicious, unable to answer Chu Bawang's question.

Abi was overjoyed that Chu Bawang knew even these secrets. She thought of her cousin, Wang Yuyan. Her cousin, like Brother Chu, was familiar with various martial arts schools. Perhaps her cousin was more worthy of Brother Chu. "Abi, Abi," she thought, "don't even dream about it. Your cousin is as beautiful as a fairy; Brother Chu will surely like her. But your cousin likes a young master, Brother Chu..." Wouldn't she be heartbroken? The saying

"a woman's heart is like the bottom of the sea" is indeed true. Chu Bawang hadn't even met Wang Yuyan yet, and Abi had already thought of so much. However, her thoughts were correct; Chu Bawang did indeed like Wang Yuyan very much. Although he wasn't as infatuated as Duan Yu, his affection was no less. It was just that their ways of expressing it were different. However, they had one thing in common: both fell in love with Wang Yuyan at first sight after seeing her portrait. But because of Chu Bawang, Duan Yu hadn't seen the stone statue. Would he still like Wang Yuyan?

In Chapter 147

, a man in his thirties among the white-robed guests on the west side said sarcastically, "The Five Tigers of Qin Family Village's Broken Gate Saber is missing those five moves. Chief Yao is too busy to remember."

The man slipped his left hand into his right sleeve and his right hand into his left, as if warming his hands in winter. Then he extended both hands, each holding a strangely shaped weapon. His left hand held a six- or seven-inch-long iron awl with a bent tip; his right hand held a small octagonal hammer, its handle barely a foot long, its head smaller than a normal fist. The two weapons were small and exquisite, like children's toys, seemingly useless in combat.

Several of the burly northerners to the east laughed upon seeing these strange weapons.

One burly man chuckled, "A Sichuan kid's toy, showing off like this!"

The crowd to the west glared at him angrily.

The man sneered, "Young brother, your family has a long tradition of martial arts, and you are well-versed in the martial arts techniques of Chief Yao .

As for my origins, I would like to ask you, young lady, to guess."

Chu Bawang smiled and said, "What's so difficult about that?

This is 'Thunderbolt,' so you must be skilled in light footwork and hidden weapons.

'Thunderbolt' is a unique weapon of the Qingcheng Sect of Qingcheng Mountain in Sichuan. The character 'Qing' has nine strikes, and the character 'Cheng' has eighteen strikes; it is unpredictable and difficult to fathom."

The man, whose face had been gloomy, was moved by Chu Bawang's words. He and his three henchmen exchanged glances and, after a long pause, said, "The Murong family of Gusu is incredibly knowledgeable in martial arts, truly living up to their reputation.

I am Sima Lin.

May I ask, young lady, is it true that the character 'Qing' truly has nine strikes, and the character 'Cheng' truly has eighteen strikes?"

Knowing that this man was likely like the previous Chief Yao, unaware that his family's martial arts had been lost, Chu Bawang didn't mince words, saying without hesitation, "You're right. The character 'Qing' has nine strikes, while the character 'Cheng' does have eighteen breaks. However, there are many flaws in these. It would be more appropriate to call the character 'Qing' ten strikes. Although the Iron Bodhi and Iron Lotus Seeds look similar, their uses are vastly different and cannot be confused.

As for the eighteen breaks of the character 'Cheng,' the three moves of 'Breaking Armor,' 'Breaking Shield,' and 'Breaking Plaque' are not particularly special. They seem to have been deliberately used to make up the eighteen. In fact, they could be canceled or combined, becoming fifteen or sixteen breaks, which would be more concise."

Having absorbed Xiang Yu's martial arts knowledge and thoroughly studied the skills of various schools, Chu Bawang found it easy to see through the flaws in the unique martial arts of the Qingcheng School.

Sima Lin was dumbfounded. He had only mastered the seven strikes of the "Qing" martial art, and was completely unaware of the difference between the Iron Lotus Seed and the Iron Bodhi. As for the three skills of breaking armor, breaking shields, and breaking shields, these were his most prized martial arts, the signature techniques of the Qingcheng Sect. Unexpectedly, this nameless boy said they could be completely eliminated.

He was first shocked, then greatly angered, thinking, "The Murong family naturally already knows my martial arts and name. They want to humiliate me, so they made up this nonsense. This kid is so familiar with the martial arts of various schools, could he be Murong Fu, known as the 'Southern Qiao Feng, Northern Murong'? Isn't Murong Fu not in Yanziwu?

Which bastard spread this false information?

The more he thought about it, the more alarmed he became. We dared to come and attack precisely because we knew that Murong Fu was not in Yanziwu. If this person is Murong Fu, we must be careful."

He saw that Chu Bawang's appearance was very similar to the descriptions in the martial arts world, so he dared not retaliate and only said... "Thank you for your guidance, young brother. It has enlightened me greatly."

After a moment's thought, although I dared not challenge him directly, I decided to provoke someone else into a fight. This way, I could test him and find out. With this thought, I felt reassured and said to his left-hand man, "Brothers, why don't you try your hand at this young man's skills?"

His plan was to use someone else to do his dirty work. If this young man was Murong Fu, he could use Murong Fu's hand to eliminate his disloyal fellow disciples, thus securing his position as sect leader. If he failed, it wouldn't matter; it would simply prove that this young man was not Murong Fu. He didn't believe there was a young man more outstanding than Murong Fu in the world.

Murong Fu and Qiao Feng were the most powerful young masters in the martial arts world; not just anyone could impersonate them.

The deputy, Zhu Baokun, was an ugly man with a pockmarked face, seemingly a few years older than Sima Lin. He wore a white robe, and his head was wrapped in white cloth, resembling mourning clothes, making him appear even more sinister in the dim candlelight.

He stood up, cupped his hands in his sleeves, and pulled out a short awl and a small hammer—the exact same "Thunderbolt" set as Sima Lin—saying, "Please give me some pointers, young brother."

The onlookers all thought, 'Your weapons are exactly the same as Sima Lin's. If this young lady recognizes Sima Lin, surely she recognizes yours?'

Abi replied matter-of-factly, 'Since you use this "Thunderbolt," you must be from the Qingcheng School. Is there any need to guess?'

Sima Lin said, 'My fellow disciples here already possess skills when they learn from me.

As for which school or sect they belong to, I'll have to test the discerning eye of this young man beside you.'

Seeing that Chu Bawang was becoming increasingly calm, he became even more suspicious that Chu Bawang was Murong Fu, and dared not be negligent at all. He thought to himself, "

Even I am not very clear about the original martial arts schools of my junior brothers. If you can guess them, that would be quite a surprise." Although he thought so, he still dared not be careless about the Murong family's ultimate move of using their own methods against them.

Abi thought to herself, "This is indeed a difficult problem. I wonder if Brother Chu can guess it?"

She pondered for a while, then felt reassured. Brother Chu was so capable that he would definitely be able to guess it. She had a lot of confidence in Chu Bawang.

Before Chu Bawang could speak, Yao Bodang from Qin Family Village interrupted, "Sect Leader Sima, what's the point of asking this young brother to recognize your junior brother's true face?

Isn't that extremely boring?"

Sima Lin asked in astonishment, "What's extremely boring?"

Yao Bodang laughed, "Your junior brother's face is now covered with dense circles, which are very finely sculpted.

As for his true face, it is naturally not so refined."

The burly men at the east end all roared with laughter.

Abi couldn't help but chuckle too, realizing her small hand was still being held by Chu Bawang. She blushed and tried to pull away ,

but Chu Bawang smiled, his large hand firmly gripping Abi's small hand, preventing her from escaping. Abi's delicate hand was soft as cotton, and Chu Bawang was reluctant to let go, making Abi blush even more.

Zhu Baokun hated being mocked for his pockmarked face more than anything. Hearing Yao Bodang openly ridicule him, how could he bear it?

Abi's laughter only fueled his rage. Ignoring that Yao Bodang was a powerful figure in the north and the leader of a stronghold, he aimed the tip of his steel cone at Yao Bodang's chest with his left hand, and with a sharp whistling sound, a hidden weapon shot towards Yao Bodang's chest. A projectile shot out swiftly.

From the moment the Qin Family Village and the Qingcheng Sect entered the Tingxiang Fragrance Pavilion, a silent contest of strength ensued. Neither side showed courtesy; a glare and a snort rang out. Had Chu Bawang not arrived, a fight would likely have already broken out.

Yao Bodang's insults were intended as provocation, but he never expected the other side to act so swiftly. Caught off guard, he couldn't draw his sword to parry, so he grabbed a candlestick from a nearby table and aimed at the projectile.

With a clang, the projectile shot upwards and struck the beam—a three-inch-long steel needle.

Though short, the needle carried considerable force. Yao Bodang's left hand went numb, and the candlestick clattered to the ground.

The Qin Family Village bandits drew their swords, shouting, "A projectile attack?"

"What kind of heroes are you?"

"Shameless! You son of a bitch!" "

A fat man spewed out even more vulgarities, cursing the other man's ancestors for eighteen generations.

The Qingcheng Sect members, however, remained silent, speaking in a sarcastic tone, seemingly oblivious to the Qin Family Village bandits' shouts and curses.

Yao Bodang, in his haste to grab the candlestick, hadn't held it firmly, but even with decades of internal energy cultivation, he had been knocked out of his hand by a small steel needle. According to the rules of the martial arts world, he had already lost a move. He thought to himself, 'Their martial arts are quite strange. I heard from that young girl that the Qingcheng Sect has something called the Nine Strikes of Qing, which seems to be all about the hidden Qingzi technique. If I'm not careful, I might suffer.'

He immediately waved to stop his bandits' shouting and laughed, 'Brothers, that move of yours was very skillful, but also very insidious!

What's it called?'"

Zhu Baokun chuckled coldly, offering no reply.

Chu Bawang, observing Zhu Baokun's hidden weapon techniques, seemed to realize something, smiled slightly, and muttered to himself, "This Zhu Baokun is quite interesting." Abi, hearing this, couldn't help but ask, "Brother Chu, did you see through his moves? Why do you say that?" Chu

Bawang didn't rush to explain, instead asking, "Abi, have you heard of the Penglai Sect?"

As Murong Fu's maid, Abi had entertained many idle people and heard many martial arts anecdotes, so she knew about the Penglai Sect. She replied, "I've heard Brother Bao San mention the Penglai Sect." Chu Bawang knew that Brother Bao San she was referring to was Bao Butong. After a moment's hesitation, she continued, "Speaking of the Penglai Sect, it has some connection with the Qingcheng Sect. Originally, the Penglai Sect on the Shandong Peninsula dominated the East China Sea, while the Qingcheng Sect in Sichuan, though one in the east and the other in the west, had a feud between their masters over a hundred years ago, leading to endless revenge and brutal killings."

Both factions possess unique skills that counter each other. The reason they became enemies back then was because of their discussions about martial arts.

After dozens of fierce battles and blood feuds, in the end, Penglai could not defeat Qingcheng, nor could Qingcheng defeat Penglai.

In the most brutal of battles, the best fighters on both sides were often severely wounded and perished together.

King Bawang of Chu smiled and nodded, saying, "Indeed, does Abi know of Haifengzi? " "

The Hai Fengzi mentioned by Xiang Yu was an outstanding talent from the Penglai Sect.

He carefully studied the strengths and weaknesses of the two sects' martial arts, knowing that with his own cultivation, surpassing Qingcheng in this generation wouldn't be difficult. However, after his death, if a clever and talented person emerged from the Qingcheng Sect, they would surpass him again.

To ensure a permanent solution, he sent his most favored disciple to infiltrate the Qingcheng Sect and steal their martial arts, hoping to gain a thorough understanding of their enemy and achieve victory in every battle.

However, the disciple was discovered by the Qingcheng Sect before fully mastering the techniques and was immediately executed.

This deepened the enmity between the two sides, and their vigilance against the other stealing their martial arts increased significantly.

Over the decades, Qingcheng..." The Qingcheng Sect had a rule against accepting disciples from the North. Anyone with even a slight Northern accent, let alone someone from Shandong, Hebei, Henan, Shanxi, or Shaanxi, was rejected.

Later, the rule became even stricter, requiring all non-Sichuanese to be accepted.

This wasn't a secret; after Hai Fengzi's defeat, it spread throughout the martial arts world. Abi had heard of it before, but so much time had passed that she only considered it a story. Now, hearing Chu Bawang mention it, she remembered this figure and nodded in response.

Chu Bawang then made a startling statement: "This Zhu Baokun is holding the Qingcheng Sect's 'Green Bee Nail,' but his firing technique is the Penglai Sect's 'Heavenly King Heart-Mending Needle.'"

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