[Martial Arts Fantasy] Laughing and Embracing Beauties of the Three Realms (Complete) - Part 2

Chapter 006: Using a Scheme

After Ge Guangpei left, Zhang Xiaoyu looked around the cliff edge. There were several large trees nearby, so he climbed onto one of them and hid, lest some bored fellow disciples wander by and see him.

Sitting on the branch, leaning against the thick trunk, Zhang Xiaoyu waited for Xin Shuangqing's arrival. It wasn't noon yet, and there were still several hours until evening. Since he had nothing else to do, he decided to meditate. He had reached the fourth level of the Tai Xuan Scripture, making him a considerable expert. Comparing his skill to the difference between Xin Shuangqing and Qiao Feng in the original novel, Zhang Xiaoyu's current power was probably close to Qiao Feng's. The Beiming Divine Art was merely a mental cultivation method within the Xiaoyao martial arts, not particularly powerful in itself, but it allowed him to absorb the power of others. Therefore, Zhang Xiaoyu's current growth in internal energy still relied on the Tai Xuan Scripture.

Time slowly passed, and darkness fell. Zhang Xiaoyu stopped meditating and looked around. He could now see in the dark, although the distance was limited, he could still see things around him fairly clearly. As for the insects on the ground, don't count on them; they're not up to that standard.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoyu heard footsteps approaching in the distance. The sound was light and the rhythm was fast, indicating that it was a woman coming, and she seemed to be in a hurry. Ah, it must be Shuangqing. A moment later, a beautiful woman appeared before him. Shuangqing was also thirty years old, but there was not a trace of time on her face. Shuangqing was still the same as when he first met her, around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, but she had a mature charm that deeply stirred the desires in Zhang Xiaoyu's heart.

Xin Shuangqing looked around at the edge of the cliff, but Zhang Xiaoyu wasn't there. She became very anxious and called out softly, "Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, where are you? Come out quickly!" Xin Shuangqing looked haggard and much thinner than before, but her breasts and buttocks hadn't shrunk. Seeing the anxious and pained expression on Xin Shuangqing's face, Zhang Xiaoyu quickly jumped down from the tree and landed beside her, embracing her from behind.

"Who? Let me go!" Xin Shuangqing was furious. No one but Zhang Xiaoyu had ever touched her body before, and being hugged from behind was incredibly frustrating. Before she could even think, she turned and struck out with her palm.

Turning around, Xin Shuangqing saw it was Zhang Xiaoyu and quickly withdrew her hand from his face.

"Master Sister, I barely survived and came back to find you, why did you attack me right away? I'm so heartbroken!" "You brat, still so disrespectful. How come your mouth didn't break? Let your master check if you're injured." After Xin Shuangqing finished speaking, she carefully examined Zhang Xiaoyu's face and arms.

"Shuangqing, don't look anymore. Even if you were injured, you've already healed." "I was just worried about you. Who told you to call me by my name? I think you're getting more and more rude." "Hehe, Shuangqing, don't we know the feelings between us? I know that last time you acted like that, it must have been Yu Guanghao threatening you. But Shuangqing, don't worry, I'll handle this." "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm your master. I only care about you as a master. How can you think like that?" "Shuangqing, even now you still won't admit it. Is there such a thing as a master and disciple? The way you look at me when we're together, the happy look on your face when we're together, and the worry and pain you feel after my accident—fine, even if we don't care about all that, if you only have master-disciple feelings for me, then why did Yu Guanghao threaten you with this, and why were you threatened by him? Don't say you weren't threatened by him; he clearly told me when he knocked me off the cliff. Besides, even Senior Sister and Yu Guanghao can see the affection between us. Why are you making this up?" "You won't admit it? Don't you know how deeply I love you?" "Stop talking! Stop talking! Don't force me anymore! Isn't this good enough? Why do you have to force me? I'm your master! What am I supposed to do?" "What's wrong with facing this? Who says a master and disciple can't marry? Besides, I've never considered you my master. What do you mean by 'this is how it is'? Do you mean we only know we love each other, but we have to treat each other like guests or with the respect due to a master and disciple? I'll break down like that. You're afraid of what others will say, right? Fine, I'll go kill everyone in the sect and see who can talk nonsense. For you, I'd even destroy the world if I had to." Zhang Xiaoyu knew Xin Shuangqing would never let him do that, so he said these words. After all, Xin Shuangqing was too bound by feudal etiquette. Zhang Xiaoyu could only use the sacrifice of his own safety and future as bait to entice Xin Shuangqing to agree to him. Sigh, I feel like I'm becoming more and more shameless.

"You can't do this! How will you survive in the martial world if you do this? People will call you a heinous murderer. Besides, the disciples in the sect are all raised by their masters from a young age; there's bound to be some affection between them. Please don't go," Xin Shuangqing said pitifully.

"It's fine if you don't go, but you must face our feelings for each other. You can't run away, you can't back down. I know you're afraid of being insulted, and I know you're carrying a heavy burden, but aren't these just unnecessary worries? As long as we love each other, what is there to be afraid of? True love conquers all. Besides, I won't let anyone in the sect know about this now. I'll take you away from here when I have the chance. So what you need to do now is love me, love me, and love me again, understand?" "Okay, I'll listen to you, but you absolutely can't let anyone in the sect know about our family and you, otherwise I really can't live," Xin Shuangqing said, pouting.

My goodness, Xin Shuangqing is such a ripe peach! That expression on her face is truly... truly captivating! Zhang Xiaoyu was completely mesmerized.

"Pfft!" Xin Shuangqing couldn't help but laugh at Zhang Xiaoyu's dazed expression. "What are you looking at? It's not like you haven't seen it before. You've been looking for five years already, haven't you had enough?" "Of course you can't get enough! Shuangqing is so beautiful and charming, you could look at her for a lifetime and still not get enough!" "What beautiful and charming? I'm already thirty years old. In a few more years I'll be old. Will you still think that way then?" Zhang Xiaoyu knew that Xin Shuangqing was afraid to face their relationship because of their master-disciple relationship and the age gap between them. However, since Zhang Xiaoyu's Yin-Yang Creation Technique was a dual cultivation method, it must have a youth-preserving effect. He just didn't know how effective it would be.

"Don't think that just because you're thirty, it doesn't matter if you're forty or fifty, I'll still love Shuangqing just the same. Besides, I have a way to keep you young and slow down aging." "What? Are you serious? What method is it? Tell me quickly!" "Of course it's true. How could I lie to my beloved master sister? But I can't tell you now. I'll help you when the time comes." Of course, I can't tell Xin Shuangqing about dual cultivation now. I'll tell her when we're having a passionate encounter. I feel it's not good to say it now.

"Now let me tell you about Yu Guanghao. He knows about what happened between us, but he thinks I'm dead, so I can't let him see me, nor can I kill him. Who knows if he has any backup plans? Besides, killing him here would cause a stir in the sect." "Then what should we do?" Zhang Xiaoyu thought for a moment and suddenly thought of a method. In the original book, Xin Shuangqing sent Yu Guanghao to be an undercover agent, probably almost a month earlier than now. Now, this world has changed because of his appearance, but he can have Yu Guanghao go undercover as described in the book, and then fight his senior sister in the martial arts competition soon after. If his senior sister accidentally kills him, everything will be fine. He'll be dead without knowing he's still alive, and even if he has backup plans, he won't be able to use them. It seems he has quite a talent for scheming.

Zhang Xiaoyu told Xin Shuangqing his idea, and Xin Shuangqing thought about it and agreed.

"So where are you going to stay these next few days?" "Well, I'll go to my senior sister's place. Few people go there, so it's safer. Just tell her if you need anything." After hearing Zhang Xiaoyu's answer, Xin Shuangqing thought for a moment and then stared at him, making Zhang Xiaoyu feel uneasy.

"Shuangqing, what's wrong? Don't look at me like that." "You little rascal, I was wondering why Guangpei seemed a bit off when he came to see me today. I was distracted and didn't notice, but now that I think about it, did you... did you take your senior sister's virginity?" Uh, Zhang Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed. "What, Shuangqing, are you jealous?" "Jealous my foot! I'll teach you a lesson!" After saying that, she clenched her fist and punched Zhang Xiaoyu a few times, almost like giving him a massage. "What do you mean by 'teacher'? From now on, when no one's around, you have to call me husband." "Who wants to call you husband?" Xin Shuangqing actually blushed. This was the first time Zhang Xiaoyu had ever seen her like that. Thinking about Xin Shuangqing now, and then thinking about Xin Shuangqing in the book, they didn't seem like the same person at all. Xin Shuangqing in the book was so lewd, while his Shuangqing darling was very pure.

"If you don't call me husband, what should I call you? I already said I would love you well and let go of everything, but you still won't call me husband. My heart aches so much." Zhang Xiaoyu acted again.

"Alright, I'll call you 'husband' then," Xin Shuangqing paused, then lowered her head and called out, her ears turning bright red. What a charming woman.

"Ah, my wife," Zhang Xiaoyu thought, overjoyed. Imagine, after overcoming countless obstacles to be with the person you've loved for years, plus the feeling of breaking a taboo—how could you not be thrilled?

In his excitement, Zhang Xiaoyu kissed Xin Shuangqing's lips directly. Her lips were cool and felt wonderful. Xin Shuangqing's eyes widened, clearly not expecting Zhang Xiaoyu to do this. She struggled slightly, then accepted reality. This was Xin Shuangqing's first kiss; she had to remember it vividly. The power of a French kiss was extraordinary for ancient women. Zhang Xiaoyu only released her when Xin Shuangqing felt breathless.

"How was it? Did it feel good?" Zhang Xiaoyu asked with a grin.

"Mmm," Xin Shuangqing replied weakly, her eyes glazed.

"If you like it, let's do it again." Zhang Xiaoyu, seeing that Xin Shuangqing had caught her breath, pressed down on her icy breasts again, his hands starting to caress them. When Zhang Xiaoyu touched her large, firm breasts, Xin Shuangqing pushed him away.

"Xiaoyu, don't do this, we can't do this now. I... can you give me some time?" It seemed that Xin Shuangqing still had some reservations, but she was much better than before. In a little while, he would be able to win her over.

"Alright, I'm not in a hurry. Didn't I tell you to call me 'husband' when no one's around? You've forgotten already?" "I know, husband. You're not upset, are you? If you really want it, Shuangqing can give it to you." "How could I be upset? I know my wife needs some time. Anyone would feel the same way. Alright, you should go back now. Go find Yu Guanghao tomorrow and tell him that once he's done this, the Wuliang Sect will be handed over to him." "Okay, then I'll go back first. What about you, husband?" "I'm going to see my senior sister. You two will have to call each other sisters from now on. My wife, you won't feel wronged, will you?" "No, I'm just looking after Guangpei..." "I've grown up, and I really like her, but I don't know what she thinks." "Don't worry, Senior Sister has known I like Shuangqing for a long time, and she's very supportive of me. She loves you too. Now you two are sisters, and you can be together for life, haha."

Chapter 007: Awakening of Consciousness

After Xin Shuangqing left, Zhang Xiaoyu rested on the tree for a while. After it was completely dark, Zhang Xiaoyu slowly leaped towards his senior sister's residence. Although there were quite a few disciples on night duty, the Wuliang Sect wasn't a big sect to begin with, and the disciples' martial arts skills weren't very good. With Zhang Xiaoyu's current abilities, avoiding them was a piece of cake.

He looked around in front of his senior sister's door, and finding nothing amiss, he gently knocked on her door. As soon as he knocked, the door opened, and his senior sister's face appeared before him.

"It's so late, Senior Sister, you're still awake?" "Master told me you'd be coming, so I've been waiting for you." "Hehe, my sweet little Senior Sister, are you still thinking about how it felt during the day?" "Who's thinking about it? It hurt so much! Oh dear, you've corrupted me, making me say such embarrassing things." "What's wrong with that? It's normal for couples to talk about such important matters, it's not like we're talking to outsiders, what's there to be ashamed of? By the way, Senior Sister, I'll give you an injection later." Zhang Xiaoyu remembered teasing his Senior Sister like this before, but she didn't understand the truth.

"I'm perfectly fine now, I'm not uncomfortable or sick, why do I need an injection?" Senior Sister asked疑惑地.

"Not feeling well now doesn't mean you won't feel well later, you definitely will feel uncomfortable later." Zhang Xiaoyu smiled smugly, closed and locked the door, then fastened the window, and quickly turned around to pick up his Senior Sister.

"Good senior sister, my sweetheart, I want to devour you the moment I see you." Zhang Xiaoyu had been aroused by Shuangqing earlier, but he had managed to suppress it. Now, seeing his senior sister, who was now a young married woman, the suppressed desire rose again. Having just experienced this sensation, Zhang Xiaoyu could no longer hold back. He grabbed his senior sister's hand and hugged her back, his hands grasping her breasts. His senior sister's breasts were much smaller than Shuangqing's, after all, she was only sixteen and her body still had a lot of room to develop. However, compared to other women her age, her breasts were not small, and they were particularly firm. Thinking of the firm and smooth feeling when he kneaded them during the day, Zhang Xiaoyu wanted to take his senior sister for himself immediately.

"Don't do that, junior brother. We just did it during the day. You need to rest. You can't do this too often." "How can I? If you don't let me do it, I'll feel even worse, and it'll be even worse for my health. By the way, senior sister, how do you know that doing this too much is bad for my health?" "Master told me when he left. It's all your fault that Master laughed at me. You're so annoying." Senior sister said coquettishly.

"Let him laugh. It's nothing. I won't be biased. After I finish with Master, I'll let you laugh at her too, hehe." Zhang Xiaoyu's hands didn't stop moving while he was talking. In a few moments, he took off his senior sister's outer garment.

"Junior brother, your health is the most important thing. Can I do it for you tomorrow after you've rested?" "My little darling, my body is different from ordinary people. The more we do this, the better. I'll tell you about it later." He was joking. The dual cultivation technique Yin Yang Creation Technique that Zhang Xiaoyu learned was not just for show. Although he didn't know how powerful it was, that's how it was written in novels. Besides, if dual cultivation didn't enhance his abilities, how could he practice?

Hearing Zhang Xiaoyu's words, Senior Sister felt relieved. Responding to Zhang Xiaoyu's kiss, her arms slowly wrapped around his neck.

Zhang Xiaoyu placed Senior Sister on the bed, untied her bodice from behind, and slowly lifted it off her body, then pulled down her underpants. Senior Sister's beautiful body was completely revealed before Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes. Looking at such a perfect body, wanting only for him, Zhang Xiaoyu felt infinitely satisfied. He lowered his head and took one pink nipple into his mouth, gently licking and sucking it, then switched to the other.

Senior Sister was also aroused at this moment, occasionally letting out moans. She held Zhang Xiaoyu's head with both hands, pressing him between her breasts.

"Senior Sister, is it uncomfortable?" "Mmm. It's uncomfortable, give it to me quickly." After saying this, Senior Sister shyly turned her head to the side.

"Alright, since Senior Sister is in pain, then your husband will give you an injection." After saying that, Zhang Xiaoyu inserted himself into Senior Sister's body. Once inside, Zhang Xiaoyu began thrusting while using the Yin-Yang Creation Technique. It seemed this dual cultivation technique was indeed a good thing. Zhang Xiaoyu could feel the constant thrusting, with Yin and Yang energies circulating within him and Senior Sister. With each circulation, his internal energy increased, not by much, but it required no effort, and he could enjoy it while practicing his skills—it was enough to make others envious. No wonder dual cultivation techniques were so popular in novels from his previous life; it seemed there was some truth to it. This technique was truly an essential tool for seducing women.

After a passionate encounter, Zhang Xiaoyu held Senior Sister as they lay on the bed.

"How was it, Senior Sister? My injection went well, didn't it? Did it really hit the mark?" "So that's what you meant by 'injection'? You lied to me, saying it was for treatment. You're such a rascal, honey!" "It is for treatment, specifically for women's ailments, haha." "Honey, I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep now." Senior Sister was so tired she could barely lift her hands, so naturally she wouldn't argue with me.

"Okay, go to sleep. Your husband loves you." With that, Zhang Xiaoyu put his other arm around Senior Sister, gently stroking her smooth back. Senior Sister let out a soft, kitten-like sound and drifted off to sleep.

Looking at his sleeping senior sister's happy smile, Zhang Xiaoyu felt extremely content.

"Hey, stop looking! You've been doing this for so long, aren't you done yet?" Suddenly, a voice appeared in Zhang Xiaoyu's ear.

Startled, Zhang Xiaoyu quickly looked into the room.

"Stop looking, I'm inside your head. What, you've already forgotten me?" "Oh, it's you! You damn thing, you've finally woken up," Zhang Xiaoyu said to the consciousness in his mind.

"What the hell? How dare you address an old man like that? That's so rude! If it weren't for me teaching you the Yin-Yang Creation Technique, you might not even be able to handle this girl." "Damn, am I that useless? By the way, what's your name? Last time I didn't even say a word to you before you went to sleep, and you've been asleep for so long. Are you an idiot?" "You're the idiot! From now on, just call me Die Zhongzi." "Are you kidding me? Die Zhongzi? Is that even a surname? You're acting like some kind of immortal. By the way, you're not actually an immortal, are you?" The more Zhang Xiaoyu thought about it, the more he felt that this guy was a god.

"I am indeed a deity, but there are many things you cannot know now, so please don't ask me anymore. When the time comes for you to know, someone will naturally tell you everything. My time is also limited. Only your Yin-Yang Creation Technique can provide me with the energy to awaken. Originally, this energy was not enough to wake me up, but I have something very important to tell you, so I used my own source energy, which greatly injured me. I don't know when I will be able to wake up again." Hearing what Die Zhongzi said, I also put away my playful mood and said to him seriously, "Is it that if my Yin-Yang Creation Technique is improved by one level, you can wake up?" "Maybe it was possible before, but not now. My injuries are too severe. To wake up again, I estimate that your Yin-Yang Creation Technique will need to reach a very high level. Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I forced myself to wake up this time to tell you..." "This is about the Yin-Yang Creation Technique. You cannot lose your virginity before reaching the third level. Now that you've reached the third level, your desires will become very strong, but you cannot excessively suppress them, otherwise you will be consumed by lust. Also, the Yin-Yang Creation Technique is a dual cultivation method, as you now know. It can not only modify the body of the woman you unite with, but also preserve youth and heal injuries. The higher your level, the more obvious the effects. It has nine levels in total. Reaching the seventh level allows you to shatter the void. As for what happens at higher levels, I don't know. No one has ever surpassed the seventh level. The further you progress, the harder it is to advance, and the higher the requirements for the woman become. You are still in great danger. You must cultivate diligently. I've told you everything I need to tell you. Continuing to talk will only waste time and worsen my condition. I'm leaving." After saying this, there was no further movement.

Having learned so much all at once, I still need to slowly digest it. The Spinner in the middle of the disc told me twice that my situation was dangerous. What did that mean? What danger could someone like me, who came here from the modern world, possibly be in, especially since I've been in this situation since childhood? But the Spy in the Sky wouldn't lie to me. There are so many things I can't understand, and I can only worry helplessly. Just like the Spy in the Sky said, when it's my turn to know, someone will tell me.

Even so, it's really frustrating not being able to control my own destiny. It seems the only solution is to quickly improve my skills.

Chapter 008: First Encounter with Zhong Ling. Zhang Xiaoyu's head ached at the thought of improving his skills. He had mastered several martial arts techniques, and now the only way to improve was through the Tai Xuan Scripture, the Yin Yang Creation Technique, and the Bei Ming Divine Art to absorb the power of others.

The Tai Xuan Scripture was inherently difficult to improve, basically relying on fortuitous encounters. Using the Bei Ming Divine Art too much would make him an enemy of the martial arts world, and he had to use it discreetly. Only the Yin Yang Creation Technique remained. To improve it, he needed to find more wives. After all, given Zhang Xiaoyu's mindset, he couldn't let others have the women he'd been with; the feeling of being with the Hulk wasn't pleasant. It seemed he could only take it one step at a time.

The next morning, after getting up, Ge Guangpei was summoned by Xin Shuangqing to discuss dealing with Yu Guanghao's matter. Zhang Xiaoyu, alone in his room, took out several martial arts manuals he had found in Langhuan Paradise. He had been in a hurry to leave and hadn't had time to learn them. Now, Zhang Xiaoyu's internal strength and movement techniques were decent, but he hadn't learned any good moves; the Wuliang Sect's martial arts were really not that great.

Zhang Xiaoyu took out the books: Xiao Wuxiang Gong, Bahuang Liuhe Weiwo Duzun Shen Gong, Tianshan Liuyang Zhang, and Tianshan Zhemei Shou.

He wouldn't practice Bahuang Liuhe Weiwo Duzun Shen Gong himself, nor could his future wife practice it, or she would turn into a child. Xiao Wuxiang Gong could imitate another person's internal energy, which was a great tool for framing someone. Tianshan Liuyang Zhang seemed to be the so-called Life and Death Talisman, a magic weapon for controlling people. Finally, Tianshan Zhemei Shou taught real moves; he would learn that first.

Having made up his mind, Zhang Xiaoyu began to learn Tianshan Zhemei Shou. At lunchtime, Ge Guangpei returned to the house with her food. Xin Shuangqing didn't come, afraid of attracting attention. After lunch, Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly remembered that he and Ge Guangpei had already had two double rests. Her body, after his modifications, should have become stronger, so he told Ge Guangpei his thoughts. "No wonder I suddenly felt so light this morning, and my power has increased too. It's because of your... skill!" Ge Guangpei said.

Zhang Xiaoyu thought that Ge Guangpei was now his wife, and there were some things he should tell her. So he told Ge Guangpei about the Yin-Yang Creation Technique that Die Zhongzi had told him.

After listening, Ge Guangpei smiled at Zhang Xiaoyu and said, "Then you can just marry a few more wives in the future, right?" "But don't you feel wronged?" "No, it's normal for a man to have multiple wives and concubines. Besides, your... skill will only get stronger in the future. If I don't marry a few more, I won't be able to keep up," Ge Guangpei said shyly.

"Yes, Zhang Xiaoyu had forgotten about this. In ancient times, having multiple wives and concubines was very normal. He was capable, and as long as he truly loved them and could bring them happiness, that was enough." Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly felt enlightened.

"How did things go with Yu Guanghao's matter?" "Well, Master told him, and he was very happy after hearing it. He'll probably figure out a way to get through this tomorrow." "That's good. Senior Sister, now that we're full, let's get some exercise." Now that most of his worries were resolved, Zhang Xiaoyu was in a great mood, and his desire was aroused again. He carried Ge Guangpei to bed and began their "baby-making" activities again.

The next day, Yu Guanghao left the Wuliang Sect to play the double agent. For the next three months, Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't be discovered by the people in the sect. He basically practiced martial arts during the day and rested with Ge Guangpei at night. After many such nights, Ge Guangpei was almost evenly matched with Xin Shuangqing. Xin Shuangqing often came over during the day, so Zhang Xiaoyu taught Xin Shuangqing and Ge Guangpei the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand.

Over the course of three months, Zhang Xiaoyu mastered the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand technique. Ge Guangpei's skill had surpassed Xin Shuangqing's, and Xin Shuangqing had also learned the reason. Zhang Xiaoyu told Xin Shuangqing that the way to maintain youth was through dual cultivation (a form of self-cultivation).

Recently, Xin Shuangqing's gaze towards Zhang Xiaoyu had been filled with resentment, the reason being self-evident: she blamed Zhang Xiaoyu for not engaging in dual cultivation with her. But there simply wasn't enough time. Xin Shuangqing didn't have the courage to indulge in daytime debauchery, and at night she had to return to her own place. There was truly no opportunity.

Zhang Xiaoyu inwardly cried foul. When he wanted to seduce Xin Shuangqing, it was she who refused, and now she blamed him. Men really had it tough. After defeating Yu Guanghao in the martial arts competition in a few days, he would definitely assert his husbandly authority and teach Xin Shuangqing a lesson.

The day before the martial arts competition, Xin Shuangqing left with some disciples from the sect, presumably to make preparations. Zhang Xiaoyu followed suit.

Having lived in the Wuliang Sect for five years, Zhang Xiaoyu had never left the mountain except to visit his parents once a year. This time, he was determined to have some fun; there was no point in staying in Wuliang Mountain any longer, and he also needed to investigate the Blood Fiend Sect.

At noon, Zhang Xiaoyu found a large tree and ate his food while enjoying the scenery. Just as he was about to climb down, two people appeared below the tree.

The two sat under a tree, eating and chatting. "That little girl the leader caught today was so beautiful! I've never seen such a pretty woman in my life. She's so young and already like this; imagine how stunning she'll be when she grows up! The leader really doesn't know how to be gentle with women; how could he hurt her?" "Who told that little girl to release a poisonous weasel that bit the leader? Our Shennong Sect isn't easy to bully!" Shennong Sect, a beautiful little girl with a poisonous weasel... Zhang Xiaoyu realized this must be Zhong Ling. That's how it was in the original story. Haha, another female character from Tianlong! Zhang Xiaoyu is now planning to collect more beauties to keep. Anyway, women in this era all take it for granted that men should have multiple wives and concubines, so Zhang Xiaoyu won't feel any psychological pressure.

Zhang Xiaoyu jumped down from the tree, knocking out one Shennong Sect disciple with a single palm strike and sealing another's pressure points. It's best not to kill if possible. After ascertaining the exact location of the Shennong Sect, Zhang Xiaoyu headed towards it.

Upon arriving at the Shennong Sect, Zhang Xiaoyu barged in. Strangely, there were no guards. Entering the hall, he saw a veiled woman confronting a group of Shennong Sect disciples. Behind them stood a pillar, to which was tied a girl of about fifteen or sixteen. The girl's hair was styled in two buns, with a shimmering, pale yellow velvet rope coiled within. She wore a tight-fitting, light blue female warrior dress that accentuated her well-developed figure, making her curves alluring. Her skin was as white as snow, her features exquisitely beautiful—a delicate nose, cherry lips, captivating eyes like autumn water, and a pointed chin—she was practically a fairy.

This must be Zhong Ling. But who was the other woman?

Upon seeing Zhang Xiaoyu enter, the veiled woman and the Shennong Sect members glared at him with hostility, probably assuming he was on their side.

At this moment, a middle-aged man at the front of the group said to Zhang Xiaoyu, "Young hero, what brings you to our Shennong Sect?" This was presumably Sikong Xuan, the leader of the Shennong Sect.

"I'm here to rescue this young lady. Release her quickly, or I'll have to take action," Zhang Xiaoyu said. Hearing this, Zhong Ling and the masked woman both seemed surprised.

"Boy, you're too arrogant! Do you think my sect has no one to rely on? Let this old man teach you a lesson!" With that, he leaped at Zhang Xiaoyu, and the group around him surrounded the masked woman, resulting in a chaotic battle.

Although Zhang Xiaoyu was highly skilled, he lacked combat experience and couldn't immediately defeat Sikong Xuan. After a while, Zhang Xiaoyu became more and more adept, leaving Sikong Xuan only able to parry and unable to retaliate. Just then, the masked girl was stabbed by a sword and was in critical condition. Zhang Xiaoyu, a man of chivalry, couldn't bear to see a woman die before his eyes. He knocked Sikong Xuan unconscious with a single palm strike and turned to join the group.

After subduing the henchmen, Zhang Xiaoyu helped Zhong Ling down from the pillar. Once down, Zhong Ling asked, "Are you the one Duan Yu sent to rescue me?" Damn, it seems Duan Yu, just like in the book, already knows Zhong Ling. "Who is Duan Yu? I don't know him. I overheard the Shennong Sect disciples saying they'd captured a beautiful woman, so I came to rescue you." Zhong Ling thanked him and then walked to the masked woman's side, saying, "Sister Wanqing, are you alright?" Zhang Xiaoyu was startled. So this masked woman was Mu Wanqing! But she didn't appear here in the book. Had his arrival changed things in the book? Yes, thinking about the Blood Fiend Sect, it wasn't in the original book either.

It seemed nothing had happened between Duan Yu and Mu Wanqing yet; Mu Wanqing was still wearing her veil. Zhang Xiaoyu was overjoyed. He'd really struck gold, encountering two female characters from the book at once. He couldn't let them get away. He'd lift Mu Wanqing's veil first, and then she'd be his.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoyu walked towards Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing. Upon reaching Mu Wanqing, he suddenly pretended to fall, feigning injury, and ripped off her veil. A stunningly beautiful face appeared before him, leaving Zhang Xiaoyu stunned. Mu Wanqing stood

there, frozen, before suddenly turning and running away. "

What's going on? This isn't how things should be! Logically, Mu Wanqing should be asking me to marry her now, why is she running away?" Zhang Xiaoyu wondered.

"I'm sorry, Sister Wanqing isn't usually like this. Perhaps something urgent happened," Zhong Ling said to the still-sullen Zhang Xiaoyu after Mu Wanqing left.

"Hehe, it's nothing. Alright, I'll take you home now, so you don't run into any bad people. It's dangerous for someone as beautiful as you to be out alone. I'd be heartbroken if something happened to you," Zhong Ling said, her face flushing red. She lowered her head shyly, unable to look at him any longer.

Haha, this is promising! Zhang Xiaoyu is already incredibly handsome and dashing, tall and strong, looking like he's only twenty. Plus, he's learned the Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique and just rescued a damsel in distress. For Zhong Ling, a young girl just beginning to experience love, he's practically a prince charming!

"Alright, let's go, I'll take you back," Zhang Xiaoyu said, then took Zhong Ling's delicate hand. Wow, so smooth and tender!

Seeing Zhang Xiaoyu grab her hand, Zhong Ling shyly tried to pull away, but couldn't, so she stopped moving and let Zhang Xiaoyu hold it.

Chapter 009: Devouring Zhong Ling Zhang Xiaoyu pulled up the blushing Zhong Ling and walked out of the Shennong Sect. Following Zhong Ling's directions, they headed towards the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations, their journey filled with a romantic atmosphere.

As they walked, Zhong Ling suddenly cried out in pain.

"Ling'er, what's wrong?" Zhang Xiaoyu asked anxiously, seeing Ling'er's pale face.

"Oh no, I forgot to ask for the antidote! Sikong Xuan gave me poison! Oh no!" Zhang Xiaoyu panicked. What was he going to do? It was too late to go back for the antidote, and even if he did, who knew if that damned Sikong Xuan would still be there? He should have killed him with one blow, or at least absorbed his internal energy. Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but regret it.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoyu remembered that Die Zhongzi had said the Yin-Yang Creation Technique could heal wounds. He wondered if it would work on poison, but there was no other way now. He had to try it, no matter what. Besides, he was going to get Zhong Ling sooner or later anyway; how could he just watch her die? No man could bear that.

Zhang Xiaoyu embraced the agonizing Zhong Ling and said to her, "Ling'er, it's too late for us to go back for the antidote. I have a way that might neutralize the poison in your body, but... but it requires us to have intercourse." He paused, then continued, "Ling'er, actually, from the first moment I saw you, I fell in love with you. Whether you agree or not, I won't watch you perish." Upon hearing this, a blush crept onto Zhong Ling's pale face. "You're so domineering! I don't even know your name yet. Actually, when you rescued me, I already had feelings for you. Now, Ling'er entrusts herself to you, and you must cherish her from now on." "Don't worry, Ling'er, I will cherish and love you dearly from now on. My name is Zhang Xiaoyu. Now, I'm here to neutralize your poison, otherwise it will be too late." Zhang Xiaoyu was overjoyed, but time was of the essence; there was no time for further emotional exchanges. He had to get down to business first.

Holding Ling'er's delicate body and inhaling her virgin fragrance, Zhang Xiaoyu's heart pounded wildly. He had never had such intimate contact with a girl as young as a loli before, and now that he had the opportunity, he was naturally very excited.

Zhong Ling was truly beautiful, with a slender figure, an oval face, two natural willow-leaf eyebrows, a straight and delicate nose, and below the nose a cherry-like mouth with full, red lips that resembled a ripe cherry. Her bright eyes were misty with a layer of moisture. Her body was curvaceous and beautiful, her figure perfectly proportioned. Her high, firm breasts made her clothes bulge, creating a high mountain-like shape. Below her snow-white neck was a green dress. Zhong Ling's breasts were even larger than those of his fiancée, and a small glimpse of a pink bodice was visible. Zhong Ling was tall and slender with long legs. Her straight and delicate nose was exquisite, and her white teeth complemented her luscious red lips. Zhong Ling also had a long braid, and with her perfectly developed and graceful hips and high and full breasts, her whole body shone with an alluring beauty.

Zhong Ling wore a skirt that only reached mid-calf. Although the skirt was a bit large, it couldn't hide her graceful and beautiful figure. Her slender waist had a perfect curve, and her round and soft hips were still partially revealed. Because of Zhong Ling's curvaceous figure, this skirt made her legs appear even more rounded and long, and her hips even more voluptuous and sexy, arousing fantasies. Her flawless, mature body was like a ripe peach, her firm and full breasts seemingly about to burst out of her clothes. Her full and rounded buttocks outlined Zhong Ling's body in an S-shape, making her look incredibly sexy. Her crystal-clear, delicate, and fair skin, along with her enviable figure, could rival any beautiful woman. She was a mature beauty that would make any man's heart flutter and his desire to possess her.

Zhong Ling's face was unadorned, her perfectly proportioned oval face fair with a rosy glow. Long, curled eyelashes framed her captivating eyes, which held a mesmerizing allure. Beneath her straight nose were beautifully arched red lips, and her delicate, pointed chin was pink and tender. Below that was her gracefully curved, fair neck. Her breasts were smooth and white, like solidified cream, and her alluring, perky breasts were high and firm, their outlines clearly visible through her undergarment. Her long, smooth, full legs were adorned with blue embroidered shoes with red flowers. This gave her an indescribable classical beauty, yet also a spirited and dashing air.

Zhang Xiaoyu pulled her close and gently kissed her. In that instant, their hearts pounded, and their lips froze. Zhong Ling stared at Zhang Xiaoyu in surprise. Seeing the look in his eyes, she closed her almond-shaped eyes, her heart fluttering slightly. She pressed her soft, rosy lips to Zhang Xiaoyu's. Zhang Xiaoyu found Zhong Ling's lips incredibly soft, moist, and elastic, giving him an urge to bite them. Moreover, the warm breath she exhaled carried a sweet fragrance, intoxicating him.

"Hehe... Ling'er's kiss... a sweet kiss... it haunts my dreams..." "Ling'er, put your tongue in my mouth." Zhong Ling opened her fragrant cherry lips, her soft, boneless arms wrapping around Zhang Xiaoyu's neck. Zhang Xiaoyu sucked hard on Zhong Ling's red lips, then forcefully inserted his tongue into her warm, moist mouth filled with saliva. Zhang Xiaoyu's tongue first moved back and forth and side to side in Zhong Ling's mouth, sometimes intertwining with her slippery tongue. A moment later, Zhang Xiaoyu felt a slight numbness in his tongue. Just as he pulled it out of Zhong Ling's mouth, her smooth, soft, delicate tongue slipped out and entered his mouth, its tip licking and moving against the walls of his mouth. Zhang Xiaoyu responded passionately to Ling'er's love, their tongues intertwining intensely.

Zhong Ling's body trembled, and she entwined her tongue with Zhang Xiaoyu's even more forcefully, seeking unparalleled pleasure, sucking the saliva from his mouth. Zhang Xiaoyu held Zhong Ling's smooth, soft, and tender tongue in his mouth, sucking it hungrily: "Ah... Ling'er's tongue is so delicious... as soft as cotton candy... yet it never melts..." Zhang Xiaoyu swallowed the saliva on Zhong Ling's tongue as if drinking sweet nectar, gulping it down. Zhong Ling's bright, beautiful eyes were tightly closed, her fair and delicate cheeks flushed red, her breathing became heavier and heavier, and her arms tightened around Zhang Xiaoyu. Zhang Xiaoyu then clearly felt Ling'er's firm, full breasts rise and fall, rubbing against his chest. His heart swayed, and he couldn't help but suckle Zhong Ling's wet, soft tongue even more greedily, swallowing its saliva. It was as if he wanted to devour Zhong Ling's exquisite tongue.

Zhang Xiaoyu intentionally pressed his chest against Zhong Ling's full, elastic breasts, squeezing them forcefully, making Zhong Ling flustered and aroused. When Zhang Xiaoyu continued to suck harder, Zhong Ling felt pain; her exquisite tongue struggled in Zhang Xiaoyu's mouth, trying to withdraw, but to no avail. Seeing that Zhang Xiaoyu didn't stop, Zhong Ling became anxious, groaning loudly, shaking her head from side to side, and grabbing and twisting Zhang Xiaoyu's back.

Zhang Xiaoyu opened his mouth and let her tongue in. Zhong Ling's proud breasts heaved and she breathed heavily. Her warm, fragrant breath sprayed on Zhang Xiaoyu's face, which felt very comfortable to him. Zhong Ling's fair cheeks flushed a beautiful, alluring blush. Her deep, clear eyes shone brightly as she gazed at Zhang Xiaoyu, playfully complaining, "Brother, you're making my tongue hurt so much!" Zhang Xiaoyu, still seemingly lost in the delicious taste of Zhong Ling's tongue, said wistfully, "Ling'er, kiss me again! I've only just tasted the sweetness in your mouth, why did you push me away?" Zhong Ling's alabaster-white face held a hint of spring, her beautiful, watery eyes looking at Zhang Xiaoyu with a charming smile, "There's no sugar in my mouth, so what's sweet?" Zhang Xiaoyu said with a blissful expression, "Ling'er, yours is so much better than honey. Your lips and tongue are soft, smooth, fragrant, and sweet, with an incomparable warmth. Kissing you is like slowly sipping a rich yet refreshing wine, making me dizzy, hot, and light-headed, even my heart is intoxicated." Hearing Zhang Xiaoyu say this, Zhong Ling felt an overwhelming sweetness in her heart. Her bright, captivating eyes glanced shyly at her beloved son, and she said sweetly, "Brother, you're just lying to Ling'er. How could Ling'er be so sweet? I didn't even know it myself." Zhang Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Ling'er hasn't tasted it herself, so of course she doesn't know." Zhong Ling said sweetly, "I can't argue with you..." "Then let me kiss you again, Ling'er, my dear Ling'er," Zhang Xiaoyu said.

Zhong Ling's fair cheeks flushed pink like blooming peach blossoms. She shyly closed her beautiful eyes and tilted her head back to offer her cherry-red lips. This time, the kiss was longer and more lingering than the last. Even though Zhong Ling's breathing was rapid, her tongue ached, her face was flushed, and her nostrils flared rapidly, she didn't struggle or resist at all. She obediently cooperated with Zhang Xiaoyu, letting him hold her tightly and suckle her. The pressure on her lips and chest almost suffocated her.

Zhong Ling's delicate body trembled violently from the stimulation. Soon, her lips became hot and soft. She reached out and wrapped her jade-like hands around his neck, lost in his passionate kiss. The world spun around him; Zhang Xiaoyu was completely lost in the deepest part of this sweet dream of love, experiencing the real and tangible feeling of holding her tightly in his arms, a solid happiness that allowed him to freely release his love for the beauty in his embrace. The overflowing happiness and emotion in his heart made him involuntarily tighten his grip, wishing he could merge the beauty in his arms into his entire heart.

Zhang Xiaoyu's hands, holding the stunning Zhong Ling tightly, unconsciously kneaded and caressed her waist and abdomen. Soon, Zhong Ling's delicate body began to heat up, her jade-like face flushed, her silver teeth slightly bitten, and a few soft moans unconsciously escaped her cherry lips.

This further fueled Zhang Xiaoyu's determination. His hands began to move restlessly upwards, gradually covering Zhong Ling's delicate and firm breasts. At the same time, his lips began to travel down from the jade-like beauty's smooth forehead, kissing her eyes, the tip of her nose, her cheeks, and finally her breasts. Although there was a layer of silk clothing between them, Zhang Xiaoyu could still feel the amazing protrusion and elasticity of those jade peaks. He couldn't help but knead and squeeze them, wanting to open the beauty's fragrant embrace and explore its depths.

The beauty in his arms seemed to have been aroused as well, relaxing her body. With Zhang Xiaoyu's kisses, her body underwent a strange change, waves of tingling pleasure arising spontaneously. A

drunken blush gradually spread across her face, and she kept panting softly, her delicate body twisting and turning, unconsciously rubbing against Zhang Xiaoyu's masculine desire.

Finally, Zhang Xiaoyu's right hand could no longer resist the urge to wander, crawling inside the beauty's open collar to caress her smooth, silky bodice. Lingering there, he slipped two fingers inside the bodice to knead her budding, snow-white breasts, and teased the erect nipples from both above and below. His other hand, his left, remained firmly around Zhong Ling's slender waist, preventing her from collapsing to the ground, now oblivious to her surroundings and only able to utter incoherent babbling. At the same time, a large mouth, not to be outdone, directly tore open Zhong Ling's bra and attacked the other breast, slowly taking the entire cherry into its mouth while licking it with its tongue and biting it with its teeth... Zhong Ling was immediately struck dumb, her silver teeth clenched, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and she involuntarily groaned, "Mmm—" from her tender and delicate red lips... Such direct stimulation of a sacred and chaste cherry was incomparable to the slight tingling and itching sensation she had felt earlier. The beautiful and ethereal Zhong Ling felt a surge of shyness, her cheeks flushed crimson.

Hearing the enchanting, melodious cries of the beauty in his arms, Zhang Xiaoyu, suppressing his burning desire, calmly and gently licked and sucked the incredibly tender and alluring cherry in his mouth… Zhang Xiaoyu's one hand still tightly held the other soft, full, snow-white breast of the stunning beauty, kneading it, occasionally using his thumb and middle finger to gently pinch the delicate, adorable, small, and rosy cherry on the soft, snow-white nipple, while his index finger lightly and lewdly caressed the incredibly tender cherry tip… He could feel the soft, boneless body of the stunning beauty beneath him trembling slightly with tension as he caressed her tender nipple… And those two incredibly tender, small, and adorable cherries, like cherries in the snow, were exquisitely beautiful and radiant, standing shyly and timidly on the peaks of her proud and proud breasts… Zhang Xiaoyu's hand caressed Zhong Ling's smooth calves, the smooth skin as jade. Zhang Xiaoyu brought his lips to lick it, finding a faint sweetness on his tongue. He reached out and unfastened the buckles on Zhong Ling's cloth shoes, loosening the soft straps, his hands gently caressing her white insteps. Zhong Ling's right foot was lifted, the shoe removed, then her left. She stood barefoot on the soft floor, her ten toes indescribably adorable, her slender feet delicate and charming. Zhang Xiaoyu didn't stop, pulling off Zhong Ling's hair tie, her long, black hair cascading over her shoulders. His hands moved from behind her back to her chest, kneading her high, firm breasts, then began unbuttoning her shirt.

He unbuttoned it slowly, one button at a time, revealing Zhong Ling's fair, smooth skin. Zhong Ling didn't resist; she lowered her eyes, unable to look any longer. The last button of the shirt was undone, the front opening splitting open to reveal a beige bra and a flat, snow-white abdomen. Zhang Xiaoyu pulled Zhong Ling's shirt open further, the maroon sleeveless shirt falling past her drooping hands to her feet.

A chill ran down her chest, causing Zhong Ling to instinctively clutch her chest with her bare hands. Zhang Xiaoyu didn't seem to be in a hurry to undo Zhong Ling's bra; his hands moved to her waist to undo her belt. After the thin black belt buckle loosened, Zhang Xiaoyu unbuttoned Zhong Ling's pants, revealing her beige underwear.

Zhang Xiaoyu pulled down the sides of the pants, the tight fabric encountering some resistance as it passed over Zhong Ling's rounded buttocks, but still managing to be pulled up to her ankles. Zhang Xiaoyu lifted Zhong Ling's delicate feet, pulled off the pants, and threw them at her feet. Suddenly, a flash of light appeared outside the window, illuminating Zhong Ling's dazzling white body—it was a bolt of lightning. Then came the booming thunder and the pounding rain; a storm was coming.

"Brother, no..." Zhong Ling struggled shyly. Zhang Xiaoyu showed no sign of stopping. He continued, unhooking the back of Zhong Ling's bra. The bra straps slipped off her shoulders, and Zhong Ling's hands clung even tighter.

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't forcefully pull her hands away. Instead, he used his feet to spread Zhong Ling's long, slender legs, then grabbed the edge of her beige panties and yanked them down forcefully. Zhong Ling's panties were pulled down to her thighs, and Zhang Xiaoyu's gaze immediately fell on her two fair, round, soft, and smooth buttocks and the dark valley between them. Zhong Ling was both ashamed and frightened, and quickly clamped her legs together. She tried to cover her lower body with her hands, but as soon as her hands fell, her bra slipped down, immediately exposing her alabaster breasts and rosy nipples. She could only cover her chest with one hand and her nipples with the other.

Zhang Xiaoyu, his eyes glued to Zhong Ling's body, pulled her panties down to her ankles, lifting her legs so the panties lay at her feet. Then, he forcefully yanked her loosened bra over her head and pulled it behind her back, ripping it into his hand. Zhong Ling was finally naked. Zhang Xiaoyu then removed her necklace, leaving her completely naked before him.

A gust of wind whipped the bedroom curtains, Zhong Ling's hair flying in the wind. Her perfect body was like a jade sculpture, crystal clear and white, like a holy goddess from heaven. Zhang Xiaoyu, watching from behind, was stunned, finding Zhong Ling's beauty indescribable. Her firm breasts, rosy nipples, slender waist, long, beautiful legs, snow-white skin, and smooth texture—she truly seemed to belong only in heaven.

Zhang Xiaoyu turned Zhong Ling around, unable to control his increasingly rapid heartbeat, and frantically kissed her breasts, abdomen, and thighs. He supported Zhong Ling's snow-white body, leaving countless passionate kisses on her delicate skin. Zhang Xiaoyu leaned down, supporting Zhong Ling's slender neck with both hands, and with a lowered head, his lips kissed Zhong Ling's luscious cherry lips. As expected of the stunningly beautiful Zhong Ling, not only were her lips beautifully shaped, but the cool, smooth, and fragrant sensation alone was enough to make Zhang Xiaoyu linger.

At this moment, Zhong Ling seemed to respond, her cherry lips slightly parted. Zhang Xiaoyu, naturally, wouldn't miss such a golden opportunity. With a gentle flick of his tongue, he slipped the tip of his tongue into Zhong Ling's cherry-like mouth, forcefully trying to pry open her bright, slightly clenched teeth. With soft moans, the beautiful Zhong Ling's fragrant teeth indeed parted. Zhang Xiaoyu quickly seized the opportunity, further drawing Zhong Ling's delicate tongue into his mouth and teasing it with his own tongue. Zhong Ling also began to react instinctively, her small, fragrant, pink tongue tentatively meeting his. The two tongues, upon contact, began to intertwine and suckle.

The soft, warm, and smooth tongue entered Zhang Xiaoyu's mouth, immediately igniting his desire. The unique fragrance of the young girl's mouth seeped into his lungs and flowed to his limbs, arousing a primal need within him. Zhang Xiaoyu sucked on Zhong Ling's lipstick, desperately absorbing the fragrant nectar from her tongue, and rubbed his lips against her delicate cherry lips.

Finally, Zhong Ling's lips became red and moist, her face flushed, and her bright eyes blinked twice before slowly opening. Looking at Zhang Xiaoyu so close to her, her beautiful eyes were filled with deep affection and shyness. Zhang Xiaoyu pressed his body against Zhong Ling's, which twisted slightly in protest, feeling the breathtaking elasticity of her skin and the intoxicating sensation from their bodies rubbing together.

Zhong Ling's face was flushed, and her mouth trembled slightly. Seeing Zhong Ling's expression only fueled Zhang Xiaoyu's excitement. He lifted her from the embroidered couch and held her in his arms. His hands, burning with desire, roamed freely over Zhong Ling's waist and abdomen, while his lips moved lower, climbing from her delicate chin, her smooth neck, her snow-white chest, all the way to Ling'er's snow-capped peaks. He gently bit the juicy cherries on her breasts, eliciting soft, almost imperceptible moans from her. This undoubtedly fueled Wu Long's lust.

Zhang Xiaoyu embraced his beloved from behind, his hands touching her warm, jade-like breasts. While Zhong Ling's temperament was undeniably peerless and unparalleled, what truly captivated Zhang Xiaoyu at this moment was her skin—so smooth and supple, so incredibly soft to the touch. Zhong Ling's entire body trembled gently in Zhang Xiaoyu's arms. Her flawless, jade-like body was blushed with a beautiful pink from shyness. The shy, alluring charm of this stunning beauty excited Zhang Xiaoyu and made him restless.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked down at Zhong Lingyu, her face flushed, her thin red lips parted, exhaling hot breath. Her body was burning hot, her delicate cherry lips only able to utter unconscious moans, oblivious to everything else. He held Zhong Lingyu tightly, kissing her incessantly, then pushed her back onto the comfortable bed, and pounced on her. At this moment, both Zhong Lingyu and Zhang Xiaoyu were naked. Zhang Xiaoyu held Zhong Lingyu tightly, kissing her passionately. Zhong Lingyu's two white, jade-like breasts pressed and rubbed against Zhang Xiaoyu's chest, and Zhong Lingyu let out a high-pitched moan… Zhong Lingyu's breasts were so proud, smooth, full, round, firm, snow-white, and delicate. Zhang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment; they were truly a rare beauty! The air was thick with Zhong Ling's alluring, sensual scent. His hands touched her smooth, fragrant skin, as delicate as mutton fat. Zhong Ling's slightly rapid breathing caused her two pink and snow-white breasts to rise and fall, and the warm breath from her fragrant lips... Zhang Xiaoyu's lust surged, and he was instantly overcome with primal urges. His hand trembled slightly as he grasped one of her breasts, then kissed it with his burning lips. He savored it carefully, then gently kneaded, pinched, and shaped it... He played with Zhong Ling's proud breasts in different ways and with different pressures. He even circled his tongue around the areola, and gently bit and slowly rubbed her protruding nipple with his teeth. He even arrogantly sucked on Zhong Ling's full and protruding hardened nipples, the air filled with the scent of milk and nectar... Time slipped away with each breath, and Zhang Xiaoyu was not satisfied with just Zhong Ling's snow-white, smooth breasts. When these full, rounded peaks were sucked until they were swollen and protruding, his hands began to roam over Zhong Ling's body, kneading and caressing. It moved past her slightly bulging belly and came to her sacred, swollen vulva covered with soft, long black hair. Zhong Ling's two plump, tender, and wet petals trembled as they opened and closed, exhaling hot air; the pink cleft in the middle was oozing milky white, transparent nectar.

Zhang Xiaoyu spread Zhong Ling's fair, slender legs apart with both hands, his gaze as sharp as a hawk's fixed on the tender, hidden garden between her naked legs. Zhang Xiaoyu carefully pressed his thumb against the moist, pink cleft, gently scraping and stirring it. Immediately, water splashed everywhere, covering his fingers. He carefully put it in his mouth to taste; the fragrant scent of the woman's flesh had a faint sweetness. Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't resist burying his face between her legs, extending his thick tongue to gently scrape and lick Zhong Ling's two plump petals and engorged, hardened clitoris. He then frantically sucked and licked the gushing nectar, which covered his face and mouth, and even wet the hair on his face.

Zhong Ling couldn't withstand such skillful sexual teasing and had completely fallen into the abyss of lust. Her pink skin was pale red, and her beautifully curved, boneless body exuded an alluring fragrance like an aphrodisiac.

Zhong Ling's body, though not enormous, was perfectly shaped like a bamboo shoot; her slender yet graceful waist was voluptuous; and her full, proud buttocks maintained a beautiful heart shape. These most alluring parts of her body were blatantly stimulating Zhang Xiaoyu's lust. Zhong Ling's

beautiful body was so flawless; her fair skin was still so delicate and smooth. Beneath her flawless, porcelain-like skin, a faint sheen seemed to flow, and it was so elastic to the touch, exuding a charming and seductive allure. Even more captivating was the mysterious valley hidden beneath the lush grass. With the unconscious opening and closing of Zhong Ling's exquisite legs, the peach garden, barely visible, gradually overflowed with the pure, spring-like moisture. Clear as morning dew, crystal clear! Without a word, he parted Zhong Ling's exquisitely sculpted legs. Her face flushed, Zhong Ling softly moaned, "No...no...ah..." Her two delicate, snow-white arms were spread open, her slender, jade-like fingers gripping the sheets tightly. Her alluring, long, pink legs stretched and opened repeatedly, her long, white, jade-like toes curling and stiffening. Consumed by lust, Zhong Ling was now moving her alluring, snow-white buttocks up and down, seemingly to cooperate with Zhang Xiaoyu's relentless tongue work, or perhaps to urge him to speed up his movements; she needed more intense and frenzied thrusting and pounding.

Completely naked, with a snow-white, full figure and skin smoother than mutton fat, Zhong Ling's two soft, firm, and unyielding breasts were being violently squeezed by Zhang Xiaoyu. Zhong Ling's soul-stirring cries of pleasure echoed throughout the mountains and fields. Her pretty face was flushed, her alluring eyes were half-closed, her cherry lips were slightly parted, and fragrant hot breath escaped from her sexy mouth. Her snow-white, full, swollen, and towering breasts rose and fell rhythmically with her rapid breathing, and her devilishly delicate and snow-white body trembled with the afterglow of her orgasm... Zhang Xiaoyu saw this as an opportunity he could not miss. He shifted his gaze to Zhong Ling's high and firm breasts. He stared so closely at Zhong Ling's crystal-clear and delicate breasts. The perfect hemispherical shape, the ivory-white skin, the delicate and rounded rosy nipples, and the slightly trembling and moving posture all made Zhang Xiaoyu's heart flutter.

He could no longer restrain himself, taking one of Zhong Ling's snow-white breasts into his mouth and frantically licking and sucking it; at the same time, he grasped the other beautiful mound in his hand, playing with and caressing it to his heart's content. He gently parted Zhong Ling's two snow-white and alluring legs, still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm, and with one hand holding his unusually thick penis, he lightly scraped and teased Zhong Ling's two plump, pink, and moist vulvas with his purplish-red , still

steaming penis. After only twenty seconds, his entire penis was immediately soaked with Zhong Ling's fragrant, milky-white nectar. Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Zhong Ling's trembling and throbbing breasts, his erect penis growing thicker and harder. He felt he could no longer endure it, so he stopped licking Zhong Ling's vulva, turned around, and straddled Zhong Ling. Zhang Xiaoyu placed Zhong Ling's legs on his shoulders and began adjusting the angle between his penis and her vulva, preparing for the final, long-awaited thrust. He guided the dragon's head with his hand, slowly but resolutely inserting it into Zhong Ling's little honey pot.

Zhong Ling was already in a semi-conscious, semi-mad state, feeling her legs being lifted high. This position made her extremely ashamed. She slowly opened her eyes, but was immediately horrified by the scene before her: a bright red penis as thick as a baby's arm was waving and thrusting into her vagina! Zhong Ling pushed her petals together, and the hot penis was inserted all the way in.

"Ah!... It's swollen... It's so swollen... So good!" Zhong Ling cried out when Zhang Xiaoyu's penis was inserted into her petals. Her face turned a little pale, and she couldn't help but sweat. She clenched her teeth and her whole body trembled. After the pain subsided, Zhong Ling felt as if a red-hot iron rod was stirring inside her petals, swelling her entire body with a pleasurable sensation. The tingling, numbness, sourness, and itching sensation was incredibly pleasurable. The thick dragon head, moving in and out of her petals, rapidly rubbed against the tender flesh of her little honeypot, producing such wonderful pleasure! Zhong Ling slowly twisted her waist and turned her hips. Zhang Xiaoyu also reached out and kneaded her jade breasts, bright red, the size of grapes, beautiful and captivating.

Zhang Xiaoyu slowly thrust his body, the rhythm becoming faster and faster. Zhong Ling's body trembled, and finally, with a moan, Ling'er reached her first climax in her life. Zhang Xiaoyu continued forward, and Ling'er finally fainted during her third orgasm. A wisp of black gas drifted out from their point of connection.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at his still erect penis, feeling greatly frustrated. It seemed that the Yin-Yang Creation Technique had indeed greatly increased his abilities, but it had also greatly amplified his desires.

Zhang Xiaoyu forcefully suppressed his lust, and even Xiao Yu had to lower his proud head.

About half an hour later, Zhong Ling woke up and lazily said to Zhang Xiaoyu, "Brother, Ling'er felt so good just now! I've never experienced anything like it before, it's indescribable!" "Haha, how about I let you experience it again?" "No, brother, I can't even move now. Can I wait until I'm rested before giving it to you?" "Silly girl, I was just joking. I love Ling'er so much, how could I not consider her health?" "Brother, you're so good, Ling'er loves you so much!" Sure enough, she was a little girl. Zhang Xiaoyu felt very proud. He had managed to seduce the innocent and adorable Zhong Ling. It seemed he still had the potential to seduce women.

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