[Fantasy] The Legend of the Eye of Desire (Complete) - Part 2

Chapter 004 The Immortal Body of the Divine Dragon
"Please have some tea."
The old man familiarly found tea leaves and teaware in the room, quickly brewed the tea, poured it into two cups, and placed one in front of Yang Yan.
"Hmm, not bad. You're not a very good-looking old man, but your tea is quite excellent."
Yang Yan took a sip and said with a smile.
"Of course, although the tea ceremony originated in China, it was flourished in Japan."
The old man replied.
"Japan? I've felt something strange since yesterday. Is this Japan?"
"Of course, where else would this be but Japan?"
"That bastard Xiao Bai, he clearly promised to send me to Singapore and Nanyang, but now he's tricked me into coming to Japan... No, I want to go to Singapore and Nanyang..."
Realizing he had come to the wrong place, Yang Yan cursed all of Xiao Bai's female relatives.
"Haha, actually, Japan isn't so bad. At least our eating habits are the same as yours in China."
The old man seemed not surprised at all.
"Wait...wait a minute...how did you know I'm Chinese?"
"Haha, the Divine Dragon's Immortality is a legend of the strongest man in China, passed down for five thousand years. The legend says that the man who possesses the Divine Dragon's Immortality is absolutely the strongest man in the world. Furthermore, only those who inherit the purest bloodline of the Yellow Emperor and the Sun God Yan Emperor can possess it. Since you possess the Divine Dragon's Immortality, you are naturally the purest Chinese."
The old man laughed heartily.
"The Divine Dragon's Immortality? What is that?"
Yang Yan asked curiously, hearing the unfamiliar term.
"This...the Divine Dragon's Immortality is a legend that has been circulating in the Chinese martial arts world for five thousand years. The dragons are the ancestors of the Chinese people; they possess powerful, almost immortal vitality. Even the shortest-lived dragon can live to be eight hundred years old, and the long-lived ones are practically eternal. As their descendants, those with the purest Chinese bloodline have the opportunity to undergo a reversion mutation, restoring the near-immortal vitality of the dragons. Such a man is the strongest in the world; if he so desires, he can even rule the entire world."
The old man explained while sipping his tea.
"Do I really possess this Divine Dragon Immortal Body?"
It sounded like listening to gibberish; even he himself didn't know about it, so how did this old man know?
"Don't believe me? Let's test it out."
With a sly laugh, the old man's hand flashed and pierced Yang Yan's shoulder. As the old man withdrew his hand, Yang Yan clearly saw the deep holes made by the five fingers piercing his shoulder. Bright red blood gathered and churned on the wounds. Although he felt intense pain, the blood didn't gush out. As the blood churned, the wounds rapidly shrank. In the end, the only proof that he had been injured was the five holes in his clothes.
"This... how is this happening?"
Never knowing that he possessed such abilities, Yang Yan vaguely felt that this was definitely related to his left eye.
"Haha, this is just a small ability of the Divine Dragon Immortal Body. You can still feel pain now because your Divine Dragon Immortal Body has only recently awakened. Once your body undergoes the transformation into the Divine Dragon Immortal Body, you won't feel any pain from any attack."
Seeing Yang Yan's astonished expression, the old man laughed triumphantly.
"Do you know who I am?"
the old man asked smugly.
"You? You don't know."
Yang Yan answered crisply.
"Unbelievable! You don't even know I'm so famous..."
The old man was clearly furious that Yang Yan didn't know his name.
"Well... I just don't know..."
Yang Yan was puzzled; why should he know the old man's name?
"Fine, I'll tell you. My name is Teng Yuanzhai, and I'm the number one martial arts master in Japan today."
The old man was quite proud of himself when he mentioned his name.
"Teng Juancai? What's that? Is it tasty?"
Yang Yan found the name strange.
"Don't talk nonsense, my name is Teng Yuanzhai."
The old man emphasized his name again.
"I know, I know your name is Teng Quancai, similar to 'Pizi Cai' (a derogatory term for a rogue)."
Yang Yan finished his tea and said confidently.
"...Fine, kid, do you want to learn kung fu? I can teach you."
The old man gave up arguing.
"Kung fu? No thanks."
Yang Yan answered directly.
"Why?"
The old man seemed quite annoyed. Countless people wanted to become his disciples every day to learn his unparalleled Japanese martial arts, and now this kid, offering himself up, refused.
"First, I'm Chinese, and Chinese Kung Fu is the most authentic. Second, I'm going to Singapore and Southeast Asia to make money and pick up girls; I don't have that much precious time to waste learning some boring kung fu from you,"
Yang Yan replied seriously.
"Kid, I said I'd take you as my disciple, so you can't refuse. You have to learn whether you like it or not,"
the old man said, getting impatient.
"Fine, I won't learn then. What can you do to me? Pull a gun at me? You need to know, a coward isn't a real man. We must uphold the teachings of our great leader, be unafraid of death and hardship, and resolutely fight against Japanese imperialism!"
Yang Yan, in his excitement, even quoted movie lines.
"Well… how about this, I'll give you money, and you can learn kung fu from me,"
the old man's attitude softened.
"No way! I'd rather die than learn Japanese kung fu!"
Yang Yan prepared to leave.
"Please, have pity on this seventy- or eighty-year-old man! I've searched my whole life to find a super talent like you. Do you want to see this dying old man die in disappointment? Abusing an old man is a sin against the heavens..."
Seeing Yang Yan about to leave, the old man pounced on him, grabbing his leg and bursting into tears, his snot and tears instantly staining Yang Yan's already dirty pants a rainbow of colors.
"Disgusting...disgusting! At your age, you're still so disgusting! If you still have the energy to soil my precious pants, you might as well be dead!"
Seeing his pants stained like this, Yang Yan flew into a rage and charged at the old man, who was pretending to be dead but was actually more energetic than anyone else, beating him mercilessly.
"What do you want in return for learning kung fu from me?"
the old man asked, deftly parrying Yang Yan's attacks.
"Fine, I won't learn
then." Yang Yan continued his brutal beating.
"My granddaughter, Hanachiyo, isn't she pretty?"
the old man suddenly asked.
"Pretty..."
Yang Yan continued her attack, replying.
"Nice figure, isn't it?"
the old man continued to dodge.
"Not bad... those high breasts, long legs, and round, perky buttocks..."
Without realizing it, Yang Yan stopped what he was doing, lost in his fantasies.
"Not bad, not bad, Hanachiyo, and Chiba Kaede from the Chiba family, and Shiratori Yu from the Shiratori family, collectively known as the three beauties of Furinkan High School, of course they have great figures."
Taking advantage of Yang Yan's lack of attack, the old man quickly brewed another cup of tea, speaking as he drank.
"Jiang Tengcai, what exactly are you trying to say?" Yang Yan
, snapping out of his reverie, asked warily.
"My name is Teng Yuanzhai..."
the old man protested again.
"I know, Cabbage."
Yang Yan answered with certainty, confirming he remembered the old man's name.
"Teng Yuan... alright, how about this, if you're willing to learn kung fu from me, I'll introduce you to all three of my granddaughters, how about that?"
The old man gave up on arguing about the name.
"What? How can you have three granddaughters with different surnames?"
Yang Yan found it very strange.
"What's so strange about that? The Chaotic Dance Fighting Sect, the Ice and Snow Arrow Sect, and the Evil-Slaying Sword Sect have been through thick and thin together for a thousand years. In their parents' generation, apart from me who had three sons, the other two families only had daughters. So my eldest son inherited our family's Evil-Slaying Sword Sect, my second son married into the Chiba family and inherited the Chaotic Dance Fighting Sect, and my third son married into the Shiratori family and inherited the Ice and Snow Arrow Sect. So all three of them are my granddaughters."
The old man gave Yang Yan a disdainful look. This kid really was making a fuss over nothing .
"You're going to introduce all three of them to me? They won't object, will they?"
Yang Yan asked with concern.
"That depends on your skills. Anyway, I'm only responsible for the introductions."
The old man continued to drink his tea.
"..."
"My name is Teng Yuanzhai..."
the old man protested again.
"I know, Cabbage."
Yang Yan answered very confidently, confirming that he had remembered the old man's name.
"Teng Yuan... never mind, how about this? If you're willing to learn kung fu from me, I'll introduce all three of my granddaughters to you, how about that?"
The old man gave up arguing about the name.
"What? How come you have three granddaughters with different surnames?"
Yang Yan found it very strange.
"What's so strange about that? The Chaotic Dance Fighting Sect, the Ice and Snow Arrow Sect, and the Evil-Slaying Sword Sect have been through thick and thin together for a thousand years. In their parents' generation, apart from me having three sons, the other two families only had daughters. So my eldest son inherited our family's Evil-Slaying Sword Sect, my second son married into the Thousand Leaf Family and inherited the Chaotic Dance Fighting Sect, and my third son married into the White Bird Family and inherited the Ice and Snow Arrow Sect. So all three of them are my granddaughters."
The old man gave Yang Yan a disdainful look. This kid really was making a fuss over nothing.
"You're going to introduce all three of them to me? They won't object, will they?"
Yang Yan asked with concern.
"That depends on your skills. Anyway, I'm only responsible for the introductions."
The old man continued to drink his tea.
"..."
Yang Yan stopped talking.
"Well? These three beautiful girls, do you still have any objections? They're all virgins, you know. These days, virgins over twelve in Japan are incredibly rare. They've never even held a boy's hand. If you don't agree, you'll regret it."
The old man continued to tempt Yang Yan.
"Are you really their grandfather? I feel like you're a pimp..."
Yang Yan looked at the old man strangely.
"Well... actually, don't you think people these days are too serious? Talking about etiquette, morality, and law all day long. Think about it, tens of millions of years ago, when humans were still monkeys, would people have had those concerns? And you, as a descendant of the immortal dragon, should be more open-minded and release your true nature, not be bound by those moral and rational cloaks..."
The old man became unusually passionate.
"Well..."
Yang Yan didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Beauty and power are what men love most. Every man should have his own pursuits. As a man, conquering one mountain after another on the path of martial arts is my lifelong goal. And you, as the successor of the Immortal Dragon, your goals should be the most ambitious, things other men wouldn't even dare to imagine. For example, collecting all the beauties in the world to make your harem, or ruling the earth by force, making everyone submit to you. And what is your hope for achieving your goals? It is kung fu. In other people's hands, kung fu is just a technique for strengthening the body or killing. But in your hands, this once-in-a-millennium genius, it is a technique more powerful than nuclear weapons..."
The old man became more and more excited as he spoke, as if constructing an incredibly beautiful future before Yang Yan's eyes.
"Wait a minute, more powerful than nuclear weapons? Have you ever seen someone with the Immortal Dragon practicing martial arts?"
Yang Yan interrupted the old man and asked.
"This... is just a legend..."
the old man explained awkwardly.
“I’m starting to think you’re a conman…”
Yang Yan honestly said to the old man who seemed capable of giving more inflammatory speeches than the President of the United States.
“Let’s get down to business…”
The old man stopped his gesticulating, inflammatory speech, sat back down on his cushion, sipped his tea, and continued.
“You want to go to Singapore, but you don’t have any money. Can you go?”
The old man clearly knew Yang Yan was short of money.
“Well… I can smuggle myself in…”
Yang Yan hesitated.
“Smuggle yourself in? Haha, even smuggling costs money. Without money, why would they let you on the ship?”
The old man shattered Yang Yan’s hopes.
“I… I can swim across.”
Yang Yan finally made up his mind. Since he was some legendary immortal dragon, swimming to Singapore should be possible, right?
“Swim? Haha, kid, you’re hilarious. Do you know how long it takes for a ship to get from here to Singapore? Even if you’re immortal, you still get hungry, thirsty, and need to sleep. You can swim to Singapore? Unless you’re a fish.”
The old man almost fell over laughing.
"This..."
Yang Yan clearly hadn't considered the problem clearly.
"Give up. Right now, you have no other way out but to learn kung fu from me."
The old man had directly laid down a dead end for Yang Yan.
"Learning kung fu doesn't pay..."
Yang Yan muttered softly.
"Haha, so that's what you're worried about. Don't worry, kid, although our Tengyuan family, Qianye family, and Bai Niao family aren't exactly huge conglomerates, we've definitely enough for you to live on."
The old man patted Yang Yan's shoulder.
"Even if you spend every night indulging in debauchery, you absolutely can't bankrupt the more than two hundred companies controlled by our three families."
The old man whispered in Yang Yan's ear.
“But I don’t want to become a Japanese disciple.”
Yang Yan clearly wanted to continue resisting.
“Haha, that’s even easier. I only want to train the strongest person in the universe, not to take you as a disciple, but…”
The old man smiled sinisterly.
“If you have a child with my granddaughter, that child must inherit these three thousand-year-old families.”
“…”
Yang Yan was silent.
“Think about it. You can’t find such a good deal anywhere else. Not only will I introduce you to three beautiful girls, but I’ll also provide for your extravagant lifestyle. The only additional condition is that you learn kung fu from this old man for a few days, and you don’t even have to become his disciple. What a great deal! This is a clearance sale. You’ll regret it if you don’t agree.”
“…”
Yang Yan remained silent.
“How about this, I’ll introduce you to all my other granddaughters, but we have to wait until they return from their studies.”
“…”
Yang Yan was still silent.
“Little ancestor, please agree. If you have any other requests, just say so, and I will do my best to fulfill them.”
Tears continued to well up in the old man’s starry eyes.
"Add another clause: I have the right to terminate this contract at any time without incurring any liability."
After consideration, Yang Yan finally spoke.
"Okay...okay."
A completely unequal treaty was signed in Japan, so much so that the standard for signing this treaty later became the standard for Yang Yan's future contracts.
"The bargaining tricks Xiao Bai taught me really work."
Looking at the contract in his hand that had almost completely ripped off the old man, Yang Yan was truly grateful to Xiao Bai. If Xiao Bai hadn't dragged him to street stalls to buy counterfeit goods and taught him that supreme secret technique of pretending something is nothing special when you actually want it, how could that old man have signed such an unfair contract with him?
"This old man is so ugly, how come his granddaughters are all so beautiful?"
Looking at the seven or eight photos of beautiful women in his hand, Yang Yan drooled.
"Isn't that the beautiful policewoman who did the boxing yesterday, and the beautiful policewoman who does the bow and arrow?"
Looking at two photos taken from an absolutely voyeuristic angle that would make anyone's nose bleed, Yang Yan's eyes widened. He hadn't expected the bow and arrow girl to have such a hot figure…
"Grandpa…"
Three beautiful girls, dressed in their respective dojo uniforms, arrived together in the Chiba Dojo's practice room.
Just from this practice room alone, it was clear that the Chiba family was quite wealthy. The room, about the size of a football field, was filled with various training equipment, including a large number of modern tools.
"Let me introduce you. This is Yang Yan, my new friend. From now on, he will systematically learn the various fighting techniques of our three families: Tengyuan, Chiba, and Shiratori."
The old man solemnly introduced Yang Yan to the three beautiful girls.
"Him?"
The three girls looked at this unassuming man with puzzled expressions. Although he was wearing a dojo uniform, he didn't look like someone who would learn fighting techniques.
"You? You're that underwear thief..."
The archer girl looked at the man more and more, finding him increasingly familiar. After a few minutes of recollection, she finally remembered that this man was the underwear thief and pervert who had harassed Chiba Kaede yesterday.
"This... I'm not an underwear thief,"
Yang Yan explained awkwardly.
"Someone who's friends with Grandpa isn't an underwear thief?"
Chiba Kaede clearly didn't believe Yang Yan's explanation.
"This..."
Yang Yan turned to look at the old man.
"What's this?"
Seeing a thin white strip peeking out from under Yang Yan's martial arts uniform, the archer girl immediately stepped forward and ripped it out.
"It's the underwear I lost this afternoon."
Hana Chiyo slowly drew her wooden sword.
"I think I have an appointment with a friend for tea, I'll take my leave."
The old man vanished in a flash before Yang Yan's eyes. The title of Japan's number one martial artist was indeed well-deserved.
"Wait... let me explain."
Yang Yan retreated, looking for an opportunity to escape.
"True, Ancient, Evil-Slaying Sword Sect, Secret Sword, Heavenly Wrath Thunder."
With Hua Qiandai's voice, the jet-black, gleaming wooden sword suddenly transformed into black lightning, striking Yang Yan heavily. Yang Yan was sent flying seven or eight meters away.
"Heavenly Wrath Thunder is one of the most powerful single-target attacks of the Evil-Slaying Sword Sect. If one masters the Evil-Slaying Sword Qi, this move is enough to shatter even the hardest diamond. I wonder if this move can harm the Divine Dragon Undying Body?"
The old man, hiding in the closet, sipped tea and watched, muttering to himself.
"What's this?"
Several photos floated out of Yang Yan's arms as he flew away. The three girls picked them up and their expressions changed drastically. They were all high-resolution photos of them and their older sisters changing clothes or taking baths.
"That despicable pervert!"
Hua Qiandai's wooden sword struck again.
"I'm going to kill him!"
The archer girl drew her bow.
"Ugh!"
Qian Yefeng's chaotic fighting style also hurtled towards Yang Yan.
A new version of the Ten Great Tortures of the Qing Dynasty was being performed on Yang Yan.
Chapter 005 Defeat Him, and I'll Sleep with You
"True, Ancient, Evil-Slaying Sword Sect, Secret Sword, Heavenly Wrath Thunder."
With Hua Qiandai's voice, the jet-black, gleaming wooden sword suddenly transformed into black lightning, striking Yang Yan heavily. Yang Yan flew seven or eight meters away.
"Heavenly Wrath Thunder is one of the most powerful single-target attacks of the Evil-Slaying Sword Sect. If one masters the Evil-Slaying Sword Qi, this move is enough to shatter even the hardest diamond. I wonder if this move can harm the Divine Dragon Undying Body?"
The old man, hiding in the closet, sipped tea and watched, muttering to himself.
"What's this?"
Several photos floated out of Yang Yan's arms as he flew away. The three girls picked them up and their expressions changed drastically. They were all high-definition photos of them and their older sisters changing clothes or taking baths.
"That despicable pervert!"
Hua Qiandai's wooden sword struck again.
"I'm going to kill him!"
The archer girl drew her bow.
"Ugh!"
Qian Yefeng's chaotic fighting style also hurtled towards Yang Yan.
A new version of the Ten Great Tortures of the Qing Dynasty was played out on Yang Yan.
"Let me introduce you."
After dinner, the old man led the three women and Yang Yan back to the training ground.
"This is a promising young man from China, Lord Yang Yan. He will systematically learn the martial arts of our Chiba, Fujiwara, and Shiratori families."
"I object!"
Hua Qianyi seemed very agitated.
"The True Evil-Slaying Sword Sect has never passed its secrets to outsiders for a thousand years. He's not from our Fujiwara family; how can we teach him the secret sword technique? Besides, he's Chinese."
"I object too."
The archery girl chimed in.
"Objection overruled."
The old man puffed on his pipe.
"Grandpa..."
the three girls cried out simultaneously.
"I said I'd pass it on, and I will. You don't need to argue about it anymore."
The old man knocked away the ash from his pipe.
"Yang Yan, let me introduce you. This one, you already know her, Teng Yuan Hua Qianyi, the successor of the True Evil-Slaying Sword Sect. You probably already know her measurements very well when you peeked this afternoon..."
"No need to explain."
Hua Qianyi swung her wooden sword, sending the old man flying.
"Shiratori Yu, the Ice Blood Arrow, sixteen years old, a virgin. Although you can't tell from her archery attire, her figure is actually no worse than Hua Qianyi's..."
The old man crawled back, straightened his posture, and continued his introduction.
"Shut up..."
Shiratori Yu drew her bow and fired an arrow directly at the source of the voice.
"Finally, this is the owner of this dojo, Ranbu Martial Arts, Chiba Kaede..."
"Enough, nice to meet you."
Just as the old man finished speaking, the already wary Chiba Kaede punched him to shut him up before greeting Yang Yan.
"From now on, the three of you will teach Yang Yan the basics. He will take turns spending a day at each dojo, so I hope you can teach him the fundamentals well."
The old man sat up straight again.
"Yes..."
The three women nodded in agreement.
"Starting tomorrow, I will be going to Shikoku to retrieve some items. It will take about a week, so I hope you will get along well during this time."
The old man instructed.
"Yes..."
The night passed quickly, and the next day, Yang Yan was led into the Fujiwara Kendo Dojo by Hanachiyo, who was dressed in a kendo uniform.
“Every swordsmanship school in the world uses real swords, or bamboo swords for practice. But our Evil-Slaying Sword Sect uses wooden swords, whether in real combat or practice. All our wooden swords are made from sacred wood over three hundred years old, ground with holy water. When the wooden sword absorbs the unique Evil-Slaying Sword Qi of our Tengyuan family, it becomes indestructible and possesses extremely strong evil-slaying abilities. That's why we are called the Evil-Slaying Sword Sect.”
Hua Qiandai solemnly placed a jet-black, gleaming wooden sword in front of Yang Yan.
“A wooden sword.”
Yang Yan picked up the wooden sword, and suddenly a strange feeling welled up in his heart. It seemed that a strange energy was moving and leaping within the wooden sword.
“There are no shortcuts in swordsmanship. Only through long-term practice can one achieve mastery. Since I was five years old, I have swung my sword a thousand times every day. It has been twelve years since then, and I can barely release the Evil-Slaying Sword Qi.”
Hua Qiandai slowly raised the wooden sword above her head, as if the wooden sword weighed a thousand pounds.
"The Evil-Slaying Sword Sect's ultimate technique, Heavenly Thunder Roar!"
With Hua Qiandai's words, the wooden sword transformed into lightning, slashing diagonally downwards. A sandbag weighing over a hundred pounds, seemingly struck by the sword, was sent flying a great distance, the marks clearly visible on its surface.
"How about that?"
Hua Qiandai slung the wooden sword over her shoulder, looking at Yang Yan with a hint of smugness.
"Hua Qiandai is so beautiful..."
Yang Yan clapped enthusiastically.
"You..."
Hua Qiandai was immediately enraged that Yang Yan hadn't taken her earlier compliment seriously at all.
"Yes, it's good to be beautiful; even your swordplay is beautiful."
Yang Yan continued clapping.
"You bastard..."
Enraged, Hua Qiandai slashed fiercely at Yang Yan with her sword. "
Can't hit...can't hit..."
Yang Yan immediately retreated with lightning speed, Hua Qiandai's sword striking empty air.
"Not bad, a beginner managed to dodge my sword. I don't care if you were lucky or you were hiding your skills. Draw your sword. If you can beat me, I'll sleep with you, or I'll be your girlfriend. If you can't, get out of my dojo immediately."
An ordinary person could never dodge her sword strike. Seeing Yang Yan dodge so easily, Hua Qiandai was convinced that Yang Yan was a master swordsman who had pretended to be a beginner to deceive her. Hua Qiandai immediately flew into a rage.
"You said it!"
Grabbing the wooden sword from the ground with one hand, Yang Yan fiercely swung it a few times in the air. Although he didn't understand swordsmanship, the temptation of sleeping with a beautiful woman emboldened him.
"Secret Sword, Heavenly Sword Flash!"
With a cold laugh, the black, gleaming wooden sword in Hua Qiandai's hand drew a perfect circle in the air. Yang Yan immediately felt the surrounding air form a vortex, subtly pulling his body in an arc towards the center of the circle drawn by Hua Qiandai.
"So this is the secret of the Heavenly Sword's Flash."
Watching Hua Qiandai swing her sword, Yang Yan clearly saw the wooden sword absorbing Hua Qiandai's energy while simultaneously creating a vortex in the air with its own energy fluctuations. The secret of this move was fully revealed to Yang Yan.
"Damn it..."
Although he clearly understood how this move worked, Yang Yan still couldn't escape the trap set by the wooden sword.
"Die."
Seeing Yang Yan drawn into the range of her wooden sword's attack, Hua Qiandai slashed horizontally with her wooden sword, the powerful strike hitting Yang Yan's chest heavily, sending him flying backward.
"It's all over."
Hua Qiandai was very confident in her swordsmanship. Since becoming the captain of the swordsmanship club, anyone who had been hit by her sword wouldn't be able to stand up for two or three months.
"Ouch! Is that really a wooden sword?"
Yang Yan quickly got up from the ground, clutching his chest and frowning.
"This time it was just your luck. The next strike will kill you."
Unexpectedly, the despicable man stood up again, and Hana Chiyo raised her wooden sword once more.
"Come on."
Yang Yan mimicked Hana Chiyo's stance, raising his wooden sword.
"Hmph, someone who can't even hold a sword properly dares to challenge me."
Hana Chiyo coldly snorted at Yang Yan's completely amateurish sword-wielding posture.
"None of your business. No matter how I hold the sword, as long as I defeat you, that's all that matters."
Yang Yan continued to display his fearless spirit.
"Secret Technique, Thunderous Roar."
Hana Chiyo was determined to teach this bastard, this lecherous scoundrel a lesson.
"Continue."
Yang Yan, who had been sent flying, quickly got back up.
"Secret Sword, Thunderous Storm..." ...
Six hours later.
"...You...are you really human?" Hana Chiyo, leaning on her wooden sword, gasped, completely exhausted.
"Strange, I'm not human, then what am I?"
Yang Yan, still full of energy, continued wielding his wooden sword and asked curiously.
"Six hours, you were stabbed more than two thousand times, and you're completely unharmed. Are you even human?"
Hana Chiyo refused to believe this man was human.
"My pain is still the same, but anyway, I won't die from your cut, it's no big deal."
Kagerou grinned maliciously, hoisting his wooden sword.
"You..."
Hana Chiyo didn't even have the strength to be angry.
"You said that as long as I defeat you, you'll agree to anything, whether it's a long bed or anything else."
Kagerou's expression turned extremely serious.
"You...you die."
Hana Chiyo barely managed to lift the wooden sword.
"Cosmo, burn!"
Kagerou roared, throwing away the wooden sword and drawing the trajectory of the Pegasus Meteor Fist with both hands.
"What is this?"
Although she had watched Saint Seiya, Hana Chiyo refused to believe such a thing could happen.
"Pegasus Breast-Grabbing Fist."
With Kagerou's roar, Hana Chiyo immediately lost track of him.
"There."
With her long-trained, sharp reflexes, Hana Chiyo quickly turned around, barely managing to slash behind her. She had only slashed halfway when she felt her hand go numb and the sword fall to the ground. Her body was caught by a pair of strong arms.
"Up close, she's even more beautiful."
Yang Yan embraced Hua Qianyi, admiring her sculpted beauty up close.
"Let me go..."
Hua Qianyi began to struggle like an ordinary girl.
"Your skin is so good, so delicate. These days, very few girls have skin this good."
Yang Yan gently ran one hand across Hua Qianyi's cheek, feeling the smoothness of her skin.
"Mmm..."
"Pegasus Breast-Grabbing Fist!"
With Yang Yan's shout, Hua Qianyi immediately lost sight of him.
"There!"
Her long-trained, sharp reflexes made Hua Qianyi quickly turn around, barely managing to slash her sword behind her. She only managed halfway through the strike when her hand went numb and the sword fell to the ground. She was caught by a pair of strong arms.
"Up close, she's even more beautiful."
Yang Yan embraced Hua Qianyi, admiring her sculpted beauty up close.
"Let me go..."
Hua Qianyi began to struggle like an ordinary girl.
"Your skin is so good, so delicate. These days, very few girls have skin this good."
Yang Yan gently ran one hand across Hua Qianyi's cheek, feeling the smoothness of her skin.
"Mmm..."
Perhaps it was because she was too tired, or perhaps it was the magic of Yang Yan's gentle caresses, but Hanachiyo felt a strong sense of drowsiness wash over her amidst the comfortable sensation, and she fell into a deep sleep.
"You'll have sweet dreams."
Yang Yan gently kissed Hanachiyo's forehead, then carried her out of the practice room.
It didn't take much effort for Yang Yan to find Hanachiyo's room. Unlike the rooms of ordinary high school girls, there were no idol posters or cute decorations on the walls, only some antique-style weapons hanging there as decoration, and a small desk in the middle of the room as a tool for daily study and review.
Gently placing Hanachiyo on the bed, Yang Yan took off his own clothes.
"Not only are you tired, I'm tired too. Let's sleep first."
Yang Yan, naked, hugged Hua Qiandai, covered her with a quilt, and fell asleep while inhaling the faint fragrance of the girl's hair. Soon, heavy snoring filled the room where no other men had entered. "Slept so well."
Seemingly sensing the bright sunlight outside the window, or perhaps because of the birdsong, Hua Qiandai naturally woke up from her deep sleep. A lazy feeling spread through her body. Hua Qiandai felt as if she was hugging something, and naturally twisted her body a few times, as if trying to melt into it.
"You're awake?"
A male voice suddenly rang in her ear, and Hua Qiandai immediately tensed up in fright. She looked up.
"Good morning."
Yang Yan's face was actually pressed against her head.
"You..."
Hua Qiandai suddenly realized that she seemed to be hugging not the quilt she usually hugged, but the body of a naked man.
"Don't do this, I didn't do anything last night."
Sliding his large hand over the loosened gi, which had been loosened during their night of entanglement, Yang Yan easily touched the soft skin beneath. An unusually hot sensation seeped into Hana Chiyo's body.
"Don't do this..."
Hana Chiyo pressed down on Yang Yan's hand, which was moving inside the gi.
"You said it yourself, I'll do anything to beat you."
Yang Yan whispered in Hana Chiyo's ear, then bit down on her jade-like earlobe, sucking and nibbling incessantly.
"Let me go..."
Yang Yan's hands and tongue seemed to possess boundless magic, stirring up boundless passion in Hana Chiyo's newly matured body.
"I'm just keeping our promise."
Yang Yan said, his lips moving from Hana Chiyo's ear to her exceptionally luscious red lips, made even more vibrant by her excitement.
"Mmm..."
Hana Chiyo tightly closed her lips, refusing to let Yang Yan's tongue enter. Yang Yan's playful tongue gently swept between her teeth. His hands continued their movements, becoming increasingly unrestrained. Hana Chiyo's hands, which had been restraining Kagerou's movements, grew weaker and weaker due to the stimulation.
"Your buttocks aren't big, but they're very round. They feel really nice,"
Kagerou said breathlessly, rubbing Hana Chiyo's small buttocks as he stopped kissing her.
"Don't say that..."
Hana Chiyo looked up, about to continue speaking, when she suddenly noticed a beautiful purple light emanating from Kagerou's left eye. The purple light was as dazzling as fireworks blooming in the night sky, and Hana Chiyo felt her mind completely captivated by its strange beauty.
"You're mine."
Taking advantage of Hana Chiyo's momentary surrender, Kagerou's hands smoothly occupied the two most beautifully curved peaks of the girl's chest. The already ripe red cherries on the peaks instantly hardened under the stimulation of his hands.
His other hand smoothly reached the girl's valley, moving freely between the sensitive spots with the help of the lubricating water.
"Ah..."
Lost in the beautiful radiance of the purple eyes, the girl's sensitive areas were violated. She immediately snapped out of her beautiful illusion and returned to reality. The stimulation from Yang Yan's hands completely engulfed her in a sea of lust.
A storm of lust raged in the girl's room. After several hours of passionate lovemaking, Yang Yan appeared on the street, fully dressed.
The midday sun, which might seem harsh and unpleasant to others, felt surprisingly comfortable to Yang Yan, who had been bathed in a storm of lust for hours. The power of his left eye had increased considerably after hours of intense passion. The cool energy emanating from his left eye, occupying his brow and flowing throughout his body, made Yang Yan almost groan with pleasure. The heat waves rising from the ground due to the sunlight felt like a gentle winter breeze, so comforting.
Recalling the delicate body of the young girl Hanachiyo, Yang Yan felt as if time had flown by too quickly. Such a captivating body couldn't be enjoyed only once; it seemed he would have to find a way to sleep with her again.
"The Shiratori Residence."
Unlike the two families living near the dojo, the address given by Shiratori Yu led Yang Yan to a modern mansion.
"Are you Young Master Yang Yan?"
Seeing Yang Yan standing at the door, lost in thought with a small piece of paper in his hand, an elderly man who had been waiting for a long time asked respectfully.
"I am Yang Yan, but I'm not some young master,"
Yang Yan explained awkwardly.
"You are a friend of Master Tengyuan, learning archery from our Miss Yu. Of course, we should address you as young master,"
the old man said politely.
"Where is Yu?"
Yang Yan asked.
"Our young lady is already at the practice range waiting for you. Please follow me."
Entering the mansion, the old man led Yang Yan to a luxury sports car, and after more than half an hour, they finally arrived at a modern archery practice hall nestled in a dense forest.
"I'll pick you and Miss up for dinner at seven o'clock. Miss is already waiting for you inside. Please hurry."
The old man helped Yang Yan out of the car and said.
"Okay..."
Yang Yan jogged into the training hall.
"You're late."
Yang Yan heard Shiratori's voice as soon as he entered.
"Hehe, something came up."
Yang Yan laughed awkwardly. If it weren't for the afternoon training, he wouldn't have bothered coming to this remote mountain forest. He'd rather be dreaming about Hua Qiandai.
"Then hurry up."
Shiratori, who had already changed into her clothes, tossed Yang Yan a bow and arrows.
"Okay..."
Yang Yan replied with a smile, but suddenly an uncomfortable feeling welled up inside him, as if he were being watched like prey.
"Don't daydream."
Shiratori said as she drew her bow, and before she finished speaking, she shot an arrow at the flower bed by the window.
"Not bad, little girl, you actually managed to spot me. As expected of the successor of the Ice Arrow."
With a seductive female voice, the flower stand struck by the arrow suddenly exploded, countless petals flying everywhere. A mature beauty, holding a red paper umbrella and dressed in a revealing fiery red kimono, appeared behind the flower stand with a sweet smile.
"Ice Arrow, Shiratori Yu, I'll learn from you."
Yu's arrow pointed at the mature beauty. "
Shiranui-ryu Ninjutsu, current sect leader, Shiranui Mai, reporting for duty."
The mature beauty closed her paper umbrella, holding it horizontally in front of her chest, and said with a smile.
"Hikakushi Jonin, Shiranui..."
Yu's pupils dilated immediately upon hearing the mature beauty's introduction. A legendary ninja family that cultivated the power of fire, using fire ninjutsu to intimidate the Japanese underworld for a thousand years, and the Ice Arrow's mortal enemy for millennia.
"Hehe, don't worry, little girl, I'm not here to cause you trouble. I'm here to see this kid." Shiranui Mai
couldn't help but laugh at Yu's wary expression.
"No, since he's come to our Shiratori family, we can't allow anyone to take him away."
Yu responded to Mai Shiranui's request without hesitation.
"Little sister, with your feeble ice and snow power, you absolutely can't stop me from taking this kid away."
Mai Shiranui still smiled.
"With the thousand-year honor of the Ice Arrow, I can't let my enemy take him away."
Yu's arrow locked onto Mai Shiranui.
"Fine, since you Ice Arrow have stepped in, I won't pursue his crime of stealing my Shiranui family's sacred artifact, the Fire Dance Butterfly Fan. But he must return the Fire Dance Butterfly Fan immediately. How about that? My request isn't unreasonable, is it?"
Mai Shiranui considered for a moment and gave her final opinion.
Chapter 006 The alluring female ninja, Mai Shiranui makes her appearance
. "Hehe, don't worry, little girl, I'm not here to cause you trouble. I'm here to find this kid." Mai
Shiranui couldn't help but laugh when she saw Yu's tense expression.
"No, since he's come to our Shiratori family, we can't allow anyone to take him away."
Yu responded to Mai Shiranui's request without hesitation.
"Little sister, with your feeble ice and snow power, you absolutely cannot stop me from taking this brat away."
Shiranui Mai still smiled.
"With the thousand-year honor of the Ice and Snow Arrow, I cannot let my enemy take him away."
Yu's arrow locked onto Shiranui Mai.
"Fine, since you Ice and Snow Arrows have stepped in, I won't pursue his crime of stealing my Shiranui Mai family's sacred artifact, the Fire Dance Butterfly Fan. But he must return the Fire Dance Butterfly Fan immediately. How about that? My request isn't unreasonable, is it?"
Shiranui Mai considered for a moment and gave her final opinion.
"You stole the Fire Dance Butterfly Fan?"
Hearing Shiranui Mai's words, Yu was shocked. The highest sacred artifact of the Shiranui Mai school, the Fire Dance Butterfly Fan, was a very famous and high-level sacred artifact in Japan. This guy who had only been in Japan for a few days had actually stolen the Fire Dance Butterfly Fan.
"Fire Dance Butterfly Fan? What is that?"
Yang Yan had never even heard of a fan with flames. Fans are for fanning cool air. If it can produce fire, what's the use of a fan? It's better not to use it at all. However, perhaps the Japanese are a bit strange; without fire to warm them in winter, their heads get frozen, and they're driven mad with rage…
“Don't play dumb. The Fire Dance Butterfly Fan is a sacred artifact passed down through the Shiranui Mai clan for a thousand years. If you don't return it, our Shiranui clan, with its three thousand ninja soldiers, will hunt you down to the ends of the earth.” Shiranui Mai's
smile vanished, replaced by a palpable killing intent.
“He said, if you don't know, you don't know. Don't think our Shiratori clan is afraid of your ninja army.”
Seeing Shiranui Mai preparing to attack, Yu's bow and arrow began to emit a chilling aura.
“Since we can't reach an agreement, let's settle this with strength.”
Having issued her declaration of war, Shiranui Mai's entire body seemed to slowly disappear into thin air.
“What are you doing? Shoot already…”
Seeing Shiranui Mai vanish into thin air like a ghost, Yang Yan urged Yu anxiously.
"It's useless. What you just saw was just a mirror image she created with ninjutsu. Her real body has already used ninjutsu to hide. Unless she launches an attack, you won't be able to find her location."
Yu already knew the power of the Shiranui Mai-ryu ninjutsu and completely ignored Yang Yan's shouts. "Heh, as expected of the successor of the Ice and Snow Arrow that has fought against our Shiranui-ryu for a thousand years. However, with your half-baked archery skills, trying to protect that kid is simply a dream."
Shiranui Mai's voice rang out from all directions.
"You hurry up and run away. Go find Grandpa. Once you find Grandpa, they won't be able to do anything to you."
Yu tightly drew his bow and said coldly to Yang Yan.
"But..."
Yang Yan wanted to speak.
"Hurry, once she attacks, I won't be able to hold her off for long."
Yu's voice carried a hint of anxiety.
"Trying to buy time and let that brat escape?
Don't even think about it." Mai Shiranui's voice suddenly stopped in one direction, and then a huge fireball flashed in the air, falling directly towards Yu's head.
"Ice Arrow..."
Yu shouted angrily, releasing the taut bowstring. The arrow, carrying a chilling aura, struck the fireball directly. The fireball vanished as if it had never existed after a crisp sound, leaving only the chilling arrow that quickly flew away.
"Sleep, you're still too young."
Mai Shiranui's voice rang in his ears. Yu only felt a sharp blow to his abdomen, and then everything went black as he lost consciousness.
"Boy, hand over the Mai Shiranui Butterfly Fan, and I'll spare your life."
Mai Shiranui's red paper umbrella continued to open, and as she slowly approached, an unusual pressure began to gather around Yang Yan.
"...I didn't take it..."
Yang Yan involuntarily began to retreat.
"Don't even think about running. Your savior has already passed out; you can't escape."
Mai Shiranui smiled at Yang Yan.
"By the way, is it only ninjutsu that can make someone suddenly disappear?"
Yang Yan suddenly asked.
"Not necessarily, but most so-called disappearances are just miasma techniques. Don't overthink it."
Mai Shiranui paused for a moment after hearing Yang Yan's question before honestly answering.
"Then watch me disappear with this move. Can you do it?"
Yang Yan smiled slightly. Suddenly, a dazzling white light shot directly into Mai Shiranui's eyes.
"What..."
Mai Shiranui only felt a blur before her eyes, and Yang Yan had completely vanished.
"Reflecting light with a mirror, using illusion to conceal oneself—it's a Koga ninjutsu, Light Release Technique."
Mai Shiranui's face turned cold; she hadn't expected this kid to be a ninjutsu master.
"Next time, you won't be so lucky."
Mai Shiranui straightened her clothes, opened her paper umbrella, and slowly walked out, quickly disappearing into the woods outside the door.
"Cough, cough..."
More than ten minutes later, a dusty-faced person crawled out from the ashes of the flower bed.
"That was close, that was close! Luckily I watched David Copperfield's magic show before, otherwise I really would have been caught by that crazy woman."
After brushing off the dust, Yang Yan still looked in the direction where Mai Shiranui had left with lingering fear.
"Dirty, I'd better find a place to take a bath."
Yang Yan looked around and went to the unconscious Yu's side.
"Little Yu, you're all dirty, shall I give you a bath? If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes."
Yang Yan looked at Yu's unusually peaceful face due to her deep sleep.
"Then I won't be polite."
Yang Yan vigorously rubbed his hands on his clothes and prepared to pick up Yu.
"No, Young Master Yang Yan, you don't have time to help Miss take a bath."
The old servant's voice suddenly sounded behind Yang Yan.
"When did you get here?"
Yang Yan, half-dead with fright, turned around and looked at the old man standing respectfully behind him.
"Young Master Yang Yan, I haven't left the whole time."
The old man answered very politely.
"So when we were being chased by that guy called the Firebird, you just stood by and watched?"
Yang Yan was covered in sweat.
"Young Master Yangyan, you're mistaken. That's Mai Shiranui, the head of a high-ranking ninja clan specializing in fire-based ninjutsu. She's incredibly powerful,"
the old man said with a smile.
"You really just watched the whole time? You didn't even lift a finger after your young lady was knocked unconscious?"
Yangyan felt this old man was unfathomable.
"Hehe, Young Master Yangyan, you're too kind. What can this old man, who can't walk much, do? Of course, I can only watch you fight, hehe."
The old man coughed a few times, feigning old age and frailty.
"...Then what are you doing out here?"
Yangyan asked.
"I'm just reminding Young Master Yangyan that although you fooled Mai Shiranui with your light-escape technique, with her intelligence, she'll definitely discover the flaw. Once she comes back, you won't be able to escape,"
the old man continued with a smile.
"What? Then hurry up and leave..."
Yangyan didn't want to be found by that fierce woman.
"By the way, where should I go?"
After running a few steps with Yu in his arms, Yangyan suddenly realized he wasn't familiar with the area and had no idea where to go.
"Let's go to the Chiba Dojo. It won't be easy for Mai Shiranui to find her way there."
The old man had clearly planned this all along.
"Aren't you going?"
Yang Yan asked, seeing that the old man showed no sign of wanting to leave.
"I'm old and can't walk anymore."
The old man made it clear that he absolutely didn't want to burden Yang Yan.
"You said that crazy woman will come back. How are you going to deal with her?"
Yang Yan asked.
"Haha, how could she possibly stoop to the level of an old man like me? Besides, if she really wanted to stoop to the level of an old man like me, then I would have no choice but to..."
The old man became more and more impassioned as he finished speaking.
"Fight her?"
Yang Yan thought the old man was incredibly noble.
"Unconditional surrender."
The old man finished calmly.
"What..."
Yang Yan couldn't take the shock and fainted.
"There's no other way. I'm so old, where do I have the strength to fight or kill? Those are things for you young people to do."
The old man had a very good reason.
"You..."
Yang Yan had a feeling that he wanted to kill the old man.
"Young Master Yang Yan, your time is really running out. If you don't leave now, it will really be too late."
Seeing that Yang Yan was about to make a move, the old man quickly said.
"Alright, I'll be going then."
Holding Xiaoyu in his arms, Yang Yan started running outside.
"Come out, stop hiding."
Watching Yang Yan completely disappear from sight, the old man suddenly straightened up, as if he had become decades younger.
"Truly impressive, worthy of being the guardian of the Ice Arrow, the Demon Bow White Bird Crane."
"I can't help it, I'm so old, where do I have the strength to fight and kill? Those are things for you young people."
The old man had a very good reason.
"You…"
Yang Yan felt an urge to kill the old man.
"Young Master Yangyan, your time is really running out. If you don't leave now, it will be too late."
Seeing that Yangyan was about to make a move, the old man quickly said.
"Alright, I'll be going then."
Holding Xiaoyu in his arms, Yangyan started running outside.
"Come out, stop hiding."
Watching Yangyan completely disappear from sight, the old man suddenly straightened up, as if he had become decades younger.
"Indeed impressive, worthy of being the guardian of the Ice and Snow Arrow, the Demon Archer Shiratori Ichizuru."
Shiranui Mai slowly appeared in front of the old man.
"Haha, I'm old, I don't quite understand what you're talking about."
The old man returned to his half-dead state.
"The Demon Archer Shiratori Ichizuru, sixty years ago, was the number one archery master in Japan. In 1945, he was ordered to participate in the Sino-Japanese War to assassinate a high-ranking Chinese general, but he was defeated by Hua Yilong, the patriarch of the Hua family, one of the three great archery families in China. Since then, he has returned to Japan and hidden his true identity, becoming the underground guardian of the Shiratori family." Shiranui
Mai was clearly quite wary of the old man.
"Haha, I told you you've mistaken me for someone else. How could an old man like me be such a powerful expert? If I were really Shiratori Ichizuru, do you think I wouldn't have made a move?"
the old man chuckled.
"The Fire Dance Butterfly Fan is a sacred artifact that our Shiranui clan must retrieve. Don't even think about stopping us, not even Amaterasu."
Shiranui Mai said seriously.
"Don't worry, I'm old and can't do anything anymore."
The old man seemed to have thought of something, let out a long sigh, and walked away.
"Perhaps, Japan's number one archery master really is getting old..."
Watching the old man's departing figure, Shiranui Mai felt a silent desolation.
"This damned place, it's just forest after forest..."
Holding Yu, following the principle that the shortest distance between two points is a straight line, Yang Yan, after wandering in the forest for more than two hours, finally encountered a problem he had never encountered before: he was lost, and he was lost in the forest.
"This is the secret forest where the successors of our three families train. Without a certain level of strength, it is absolutely impossible to leave this forest."
Yu's weak voice sounded in Yang Yan's arms.
"You're awake?"
Yang Yan looked at Yu.
"Yes,"
Yu answered affirmatively.
"..."
Yang Yan was silent. "Could you please remove your hand?"
Yu frowned.
"Hehe, in a moment of panic..."
Yang Yan removed his hand, which had been resting on Yu's sensitive area without his noticing.
"Put me down..."
Yu made his second request.
"Can you get out of this ghostly forest?"
Yang Yan asked with concern as he put Yu down.
"This forest is called the Purgatory Forest. It's the center of our entire town. Originally, it was sealed away by an evil spirit that our three families had subdued eight hundred years ago. Due to the evil spirit's magic, this forest has become a huge maze. Our three families' dojos are located in the golden triangle of this forest. Even among our three families, only those who have passed the trials can pass through safely,"
Yu said, straightening his clothes.
"That crazy woman won't come after us, will she?"
This was Yang Yan's biggest concern right now.
"With her sect leader level strength, this forest can't stop her. She can definitely pass through safely. Maybe she's already close to us,"
Yu said confidently.
"Then can you leave this place?"
Yang Yan continued to press.
“No, neither I, Feng, nor Hua Qianyi have reached the level to pass the trial,”
Yu continued firmly.
“Then what do we do?”
Yang Yan asked, troubled.
“Let’s hide. With this forest as cover, she won’t find us so easily.”
Yu checked his surroundings; the bow and arrows were still there, but only ten arrows remained.
“How long do we have to hide?”
Yang Yan felt that hiding wasn’t a safe option.
“Until Grandpa returns, or when the experts from our three clans who are training outside come to our aid.”
Yu nocked his bow and walked forward.
“When is that?”
Yang Yan followed.
“I don’t know…”
Yu answered more confidently.
“Tracking and assassination are what ninjas excel at.”
Mai Shiranui’s alluring voice rang out above them.
Yang Yan and Yu looked up and saw Mai Shiranui, dressed in red, standing on a branch swaying in the wind, smiling at them.
“Didn’t you say she wouldn’t find us so easily?”
Yang Yan felt stood up by Yu.
“You left such obvious traces; anyone can catch up.”
Yu looked back at the path Yang Yan had cleared through the overgrown weeds.
"..."
Yang Yan felt he was too stupid, but it was already good that he only left a trace while holding someone.
"Hand over the Fire Dance Butterfly Fan."
Shiranui Mai jumped down from the branch and came to the two of them.
"My answer is still no."
Yu drew his bow again. "You are no match for me." Shiranui
Mai said to Yu with a smile.
"Since the Ice and Snow Arrows have begun to fight, how can the Wild Dance Fighting stand idly by?"
With the girl's excited voice, a tree as thick as a bowl broke off from a height of more than a meter and fell directly towards Shiranui Mai.
"Feng, you've come."
Hearing the girl's voice, Yu seemed happy.
"Child's play."
Looking at the tree that was falling on him, Shiranui Mai twisted her waist very beautifully, and the tree immediately fell to the side.
"With your level, it
doesn't matter if a few more come." Shiranui Mai suddenly disappeared in front of everyone. Yu cried out in pain and was punched in the abdomen again, slowly falling down.
"Instant Step, a very common close-range attack technique in ninjutsu."
Hanachiyo's calm voice rang out.
"Why are you all here?"
Yang Yan asked strangely as he hugged Yu again.
"It was the old butler of the Shiratori family who called to inform us."
Hanachiyo gripped her wooden sword tightly, a strange aura pressing down on Mai Shiranui.
"I didn't expect someone so young to have trial-level strength."
Sensing Hanachiyo's unusual aura, Mai Shiranui frowned.
"I only just realized that my strength has improved by leaps and bounds."
Hua Qianyi smiled slightly. Yang Yan felt that Hua Qianyi seemed even more beautiful than yesterday, as if she had become more radiant after being nourished by his morning dew. It seemed that some people were right, girls should be pampered.
"Your level is not a threat to me, but I'd better get rid of you sooner rather than later."
Shiranui Mai's face turned cold.
"Die!"
Feng roared, unleashing a flurry of fighting punches.
"You are no match for me."
Shiranui Mai's red umbrella folded into a bundle, already blocking Feng's charge. Feng crashed into the tip of the umbrella and immediately fell to the side.
"Evil-Slaying Sword Sect, Secret Technique, Heavenly Thunder Roar!" As Hua Qianyi slashed out, a sword aura carrying a powerful killing intent formed a crack in the air, slashing towards Shiranui Mai.
"Wall of Fire."
The red umbrella opened, and Mai Shiranui's entire body was absorbed into it. The umbrella instantly transformed into a barrier of flames. Just as Hanachiyo's sword energy passed through the barrier, Mai Shiranui suddenly appeared beneath the wall of fire, swooping down to cling to Hanachiyo and delivering a chop to his shoulder. Hanachiyo immediately collapsed.
"Kid, now no one can protect you. Hand over the Mai Shiranui Butterfly Fan."
Mai Shiranui slowly approached Kagerou. "I told you, I didn't bring any broken fan."
Kagerou began to retreat, his eyes darting around, looking for a way to evade Mai Shiranui's attack.
"You can't escape. If someone escapes my grasp twice in a row, what kind of sect leader am I?"
Mai Shiranui smiled and continued to approach.
"You...you stay away! If you come any closer, I'll take my pants off!"
Kagerou resorted to his last resort.
"Heh, don't you know Japan is the land of AV? I've seen all kinds of things. Don't try to scare me with that little thing."
Mai Shiranui paused for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"...How many have you seen?"
Looking at Mai Shiranui's flirtatious demeanor, Yang Yan couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Well... if you want to know, you'll have to give me back my Fire Dance Butterfly Fan first, otherwise our Shiranui Mai clan has thousands of torture methods that even ninjas can't withstand waiting for you."
Mai Shiranui smiled and said.
"Give me some face, sister, at most I'll treat you to dinner and a movie next time."
Yang Yan used his last resort.
"...Hehe, actually you're quite interesting. If you hand over the Fire Dance Butterfly Fan, I might consider making you my little lover."
Mai Shiranui laughed as she stood in front of Yang Yan, who had no way to retreat.
"I'll fight you to the death..."
Yang Yan suddenly unleashed the newly learned 100% accurate Pegasus Meteor Breast Grab.
"Hehe, still a Chinese man, don't you know you can't touch a woman's breasts randomly?"
The 100% accurate move finally failed. Mai Shiranui nimbly dodged Yang Yan's attack and directly punched Yang Yan in the abdomen, sending him flying several meters backward.
"Ouch, that hurts! I'm done playing!"
Yang Yan scrambled to his feet and turned to run.
"I told you I wouldn't let you run away again."
Although she was surprised that the punch hadn't knocked Yang Yan unconscious, Mai Shiranui still said coldly.
"Are you a ghost...?"
Yang Yan asked in pain as he realized that Mai Shiranui was already blocking his way.
"Don't touch him."
Just as Mai Shiranui was about to capture Yang Yan alive, a female voice, colder than ice, rang out above them.

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