[Martial Arts Fantasy] Laughing and Embracing Beauties of the Three Realms (Complete) - 31

Chapter 103: Bihua's Wedding Night

If Zhang Xiaoyu knew what Wang Kexin was thinking, he would definitely tell her seriously that this wasn't urination. It was a fountain, it was squirting.

As Zhang Xiaoyu's fingers stirred, Wang Kexin squirted several more times.

Only after the last time did she release her legs, allowing Zhang Xiaoyu to withdraw his fingers.

Zhang Xiaoyu was secretly surprised; could this girl have European or American ancestry? According to information Zhang Xiaoyu had seen online in his previous life, female squirting was more common in Western women than in Eastern women, especially the intense squirting like Wang Kexin's, which was rare among Eastern women.

Wang Kexin lay quietly in Zhang Xiaoyu's arms, breathing softly, her head buried, not daring to look at him.

Zhang Xiaoyu chuckled, suppressing his own desire, his left hand pressing down on her breasts, his right hand gently caressing and kneading them.

Zhang Xiaoyu was a man who cherished beauty; since he had let the little girl enjoy pleasure, he wanted to continue the service, so he decided to let her enjoy the aftermath.

Sure enough, Wang Kexin seemed to be enjoying herself under Zhang Xiaoyu's ministrations, her body swaying slightly as she let out soft moans. She looked incredibly seductive… Only after Wang Kexin calmed down did Zhang Xiaoyu chuckle and ask, "How did it feel? Comfortable, Kexin?" Wang Kexin paused, then shyly replied, "Uncle, do you think I'm a slut?" "Hehe, how could you think that?" Zhang Xiaoyu said seriously, "Kexin, you're a child, don't talk about yourself like that. Actually, your behavior just now was normal. You're going through puberty, very sensitive and curious about sex. That's why you had those thoughts. Uncle was only doing this for your health… I hope you won't mind." After saying this, even Zhang Xiaoyu felt a little shameless. A classic case of getting something for nothing and then acting innocent.

Wang Kexin was skeptical of Zhang Xiaoyu's words. She didn't know why she was acting this way; could it really be related to puberty…? "Yes, that must be it," Wang Kexin quickly confirmed her suspicions. A sense of relief washed over her. It wasn't that she was an inappropriate woman, but rather the fault of puberty. Wang Kexin didn't really understand what puberty meant.

"Uncle, do you like touching me?" For some reason, Wang Kexin felt an urge to say something.

"Yes—!" Daring to be touched, he dared to say it, Zhang Xiaoyu replied with a smile.

"Uncle, actually, Wang Kexin also likes you touching her. It felt so good just now…" Wang Kexin was no longer shy, raising her small face, her watery eyes gazing affectionately at Zhang Xiaoyu.

"Hehe, really?" Zhang Xiaoyu smiled inwardly; this little girl was truly lovable.

"Uncle, do you like Kexin?" Wang Kexin suddenly asked, her watery eyes filled with deep affection.

Zhang Xiaoyu smiled, "Of course, you're my child, of course I like you." Wang Kexin shook her head, speaking seriously, "Uncle, the 'like' I'm talking about isn't the 'like' an elder has for a younger generation, but… the kind of 'like' between a man and a woman…" "Like—!" Zhang Xiaoyu's answer was still very direct.

"Kexin, come here, let Uncle check your body again." Zhang Xiaoyu said, pulling Wang Kexin into his arms again, his large hands pressing against her chest and breasts. The smooth, delicate skin pleased Zhang Xiaoyu greatly. He gently massaged her, finding the feel quite pleasant.

Wang Kexin wrapped her arms around Zhang Xiaoyu's neck, quietly enjoying the touch of her beloved man. She soon fell asleep. Zhang Xiaoyu glanced at the sky, realizing it was getting late, and remembering the beautiful older woman waiting for him, he got out of bed. Looking at the little girl's cute and sweet smile, Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't resist lowering his head and kissing her lips.

Arriving outside Bihua's room, Zhang Xiaoyu found not only Bihua inside, but also Zhong Ling and A Zhu. Bihua was demonstrating her swordplay for the two women. Her swordplay was quite dazzling, but the price she paid was a lack of conciseness.

In actual combat, life and death hang in the balance. Often, speed is the key to victory. The most lethal skill is also the most efficient.

Before the beauty could finish her performance, Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but offer his guidance. This was his bride for the night, after all; he had to please her.

Bihua blushed when she saw Zhang Xiaoyu, but she also knew his skill and listened attentively. Fortunately, she had studied under a renowned teacher since childhood, and her fundamentals were solid. The dozen or so minor adjustments Zhang Xiaoyu made to the swordplay were quickly mastered by the beauty. He couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Why are you two here too?" Zhang Xiaoyu asked A'Zhu and Zhong Ling. Tonight, he planned to give Bihua a wonderful first night. With these two maids here, Bihua definitely wouldn't dare to enter the bridal chamber with him. Don't let her seemingly witch-like nature fool you; she's incredibly shy, much like her senior sister Ge Guangpei. She'd need more guidance in the future.

"Sister Bihua invited us here; we didn't intentionally come to disturb our husband's good time," Zhong Ling and A'Zhu said with smiles.

Hmm, judging from their words, it seems they already know why he's here. It seems Bihua told them everything. Why? Zhang Xiaoyu wondered, looking at Bihua with a puzzled expression.

"I...I'm a little scared, so I asked...I asked my two younger sisters to help me," Bihua said shyly, seeing Zhang Xiaoyu's questioning gaze. Oh

, so that's how it is. Hehe, Zhang Xiaoyu chuckled inwardly. This mature woman even needs help for her first time; she's really quite adorable.

Little did he know, Bihua had been listening to his nightly revelry these past few days. She was probably aware of his abilities. Although Bihua was born in the palace and had been taught about matters of the heart, it was all theoretical knowledge; she lacked practical experience. She was already a little scared, and given Zhang Xiaoyu's exceptional abilities, she feared she couldn't handle him and wouldn't be able to satisfy him. So she called her two younger sisters for assistance.

It could be said that Bihua was very much looking forward to what was to come tonight. In the past, their nightly duets had always given Bihua inappropriate fantasies before bed.

Her first ever erotic dream was born on the third night after she arrived here. The model of her lovemaking in the dream was self-evident. She also avoided someone for the next few days. A'Zhu and Ge Guangpei noticed her unusual behavior, but assumed it was just because she was shy every night, never imagining that this older sister had already given her virtual first time to someone in her dream.

Zhang Xiaoyu stepped forward and hugged Bihua, seeing that her clothes were soaked with sweat, and said, "Let your husband change your clothes today." After saying that, he took off Bihua's sweaty clothes, touching Bihua's soft skin, Zhang Xiaoyu felt reluctant, this was indeed arousing to a man.

Bihua was ashamed of such intimate contact and closed her eyes early. She could control her eyes, but she couldn't control her wild thoughts. Since entering her future husband's arms, she had been flustered and had no idea what to do next.

Seeing Bihua nestled blushing in Zhang Xiaoyu's arms, Zhong Ling couldn't help but exclaim, hands on her hips, "Sister Bihua, are you already thinking about consummating your marriage?" A'Zhu also laughed, "Sister Ling'er, why don't we hide for a bit, so Sister Bihua won't be embarrassed?" Zhong Ling quickly agreed, "Yes, yes, yes." They made a move to leave.

Bihua was immediately awakened by the sound. Realizing the intimate situation, she immediately wanted to escape the embrace, but then realized she was naked, and leaving would only make her more vulnerable to being stared at. Seeing A'Zhu, she hurriedly said, "Sister A'Zhu, give me some dry clothes." Zhong Ling grabbed A'Zhu first, laughing, "I don't think we need any clothes yet. Sister Bihua, stay in your brother's arms a little longer." Hearing Zhong Ling's words, A'Zhu didn't go to get any clothes, looking at Bihua with a smile. Bihua was extremely embarrassed, too ashamed to look up, yet unable to leave.

Zhang Xiaoyu felt the time was right and said to Bihua, "It's a bit cold, don't catch a cold." He then turned and picked out a purple dress for her from Bihua's wardrobe, the very same dress he had bought at Jinxiu Manor.

Bihua took the dress and quickly put it on. The dress was already quite form-fitting, and combined with Bihua's impressive figure, it made her even more alluring than before.

Her fair skin was fully revealed, her buttocks half-concealed, the secret place between her legs vaguely visible. Her upper body, her outer garment taut, and her bodice damp, made her nipples stand out prominently, sparking the imagination. Her blushing face was even more alluring. She was truly captivating. Zhang Xiaoyu felt a surge of heat in his lower abdomen.

Zhong Ling, who had been watching her husband closely, immediately noticed his unusual behavior. Following his gaze to Bi Hua, she immediately discovered the allure. The saying "seeing is not eating" perfectly encapsulates the most deadly temptation. Bi Hua's attire perfectly proved this truth. She couldn't help but feel annoyed that she hadn't thought of dressing like this before, letting Bi Hua take the lead.

Next, of course, came the wedding night's traditional activities. Zhang Xiaoyu and Bi Hua were both looking forward to that moment. However, Zhang Xiaoyu noticed that A Zhu and Zhong Ling showed no intention of avoiding it.

Zhang Xiaoyu asked, "Ladies, is there something you need?" Zhong Ling chuckled, "Nothing, but we really have nothing to do, so we'd like to watch some erotic scenes." Zhang Xiaoyu was speechless. "Isn't that inappropriate?" Zhong Ling said, "Why not? We've already given up our seats, husband. Would Sister Bihua mind if we watched her first time?" Bihua didn't mind; she was the one who brought the two women along to help. But a girl's first time is bound to be shy, so Bihua shook her head, suppressing her embarrassment.

A'Zhu said, "Look, Sister Bihua has already agreed, so husband, please don't pretend." Zhong Ling chuckled, "We've decided that from now on, whenever there are new sisters, we'll definitely watch their first time." Zhang Xiaoyu was utterly speechless. How could such a good girl like A'Zhu have been corrupted by Zhong Ling?

Bihua grabbed her "new sister," puzzled.

Seeing that Bihua had no objections, Zhang Xiaoyu didn't say anything more. He couldn't hold back any longer and pulled the beauty over to pounce on her.

From the moment her husband kissed her red lips, Bihua's mind went blank. The shame of having someone watching vanished without a trace. She let her husband do as he pleased, everything she did was offered to him as sweetness.

Zhang Xiaoyu swiftly stripped off her clothes. The second touch was different. The beauty's body and mind were already waiting for pampering, extremely sensitive. After a simple touch, a bright red flush appeared.

Bihua easily fell into passion. Zhang Xiaoyu, experienced as he was, could naturally see it. He was suddenly moved; the beauty had entered the state so quickly, clearly deeply in love with him. He had nothing to repay her with but to let her experience the peak of womanhood.

Bihua lay limp on the bed, her pretty face already flushed crimson. Her legs were spread wide apart by her husband, resting on his arms. The thing from her dreams was lurking at the entrance. She knew her first time was at this moment.

"Wife, I'm starting." "Come on, husband, I want to be yours." From beginning to end, it only took a few minutes. Zhang Xiaoyu went from gentle to decisive, while Bihua, after the initial discomfort, finally experienced excruciating pain. She couldn't help but cry out "Ah!"

After a period of tenderness and adaptation, Bihua gradually experienced pleasure. Afterwards, Zhang Xiaoyu's fierce attacks didn't last long. Bihua quickly reached the peak of pleasure.

Azhu and Zhongling, watching the battle, shook their heads simultaneously in their thirst. Bihua's duration was far shorter than theirs. If her fighting strength was only this much, then their efforts had been in vain.

Seeing Bihua surrender, Zhang Xiaoyu stopped and gently caressed her.

Chapter 104: A Night of Intoxication

It took Bihua a while to recover from the pleasure. Noticing her husband's hesitation, she whispered, "Let's go find the two older sisters." Seeing her husband hesitate, she laughed, "They're all yours now, what would you mind? I was the one who called the two younger sisters to help." Zhang Xiaoyu was moved, kissed the beauty, and said, "Good wife, I'll treat you better from now on." He got up and called to Azhu and Zhongling.

The two women, seeing the arrogant man below, immediately understood his intention. Having watched the battle for so long, they couldn't hold back any longer and rushed over.

The fierce battle raged around them, and the sight of the scene before them made Bihua's cheeks flush red. She felt parched and

her body was inexplicably uncomfortable. At the same time, the soldiers in the other rooms were suffering the same torment. Zhong Ling's unrestrained moans and groans kept Liu Ruoyun, Liu Fengjuan, and Feng Cuilian, who were outside the two rooms, from sleeping. They sat up helplessly, intending to wait until someone finished their mischief before going to sleep.

Unfortunately, as usual, they waited for hours. The battle next door not only didn't stop, but intensified. The three women listened intently to the voices coming from Zhong Ling, A Zhu, and Bihua, respectively. They hadn't expected that even Bihua would be dragged into the battle today. According to their reactions, each of them had died at least three or four times, and judging from the noise, the only man seemed to be still fighting. One against three, and so fiercely! The three experienced beauties all had a disturbing image in their minds!

The three women couldn't help but reach for their private parts. Three different rooms, three different beauties, yet doing the same thing.

Outside Bihua's room, two small heads peered through the crack in the door. Zhang Xiaoyu hadn't closed the door properly, and the lights inside were still on.

Li Lingyun blushed instantly. The strange posture of the handsome uncle and the pretty sister made her blush inexplicably. She pulled back and saw Wang Kexin staring intently. She whispered in her ear, "Stop looking, let's go back." Wang Kexin ignored her. She was stunned by the scene on the bed, muttering to herself, "Uncle's treasure is so big, none of the men in the books Master showed me can compare." Inside, Zhang Xiaoyu immediately heard the footsteps of the two girls. He glanced casually at the doorway and immediately spotted a pair of eyes. He instinctively recognized Wang Kexin, and remembering their intimate relationship, a thought struck him. He flipped Zhong Lingyun over and lifted her from behind as if urinating.

Zhong Ling was completely limp, utterly powerless, and let Zhang Xiaoyu do as he pleased.

Zhang Xiaoyu held the beauty's legs, forcing her into the most shameful position. Then, carrying her, he began thrusting into her from behind. His direction was towards the door.

Zhong Ling's eyes were tightly closed, and in her incoherent babbling, she didn't notice the two pairs of large glasses at the door. Seeing that Wang Kexin wasn't leaving, Li Lingyun couldn't resist peeking again.

Zhang Xiaoyu deliberately avoided looking at the door, lest the two girls feel guilty. He continued his vigorous thrusting until they reached the door.

Wang Kexin and Li Lingyun were stunned by the scene so close to them. They dared not breathe, afraid of being discovered, yet the sight before them strongly impacted their hearts.

Zhang Xiaoyu chuckled inwardly and used telepathy to say to Wang Kexin, "Little baby. Your brother's skills are pretty good, aren't they?" Wang Kexin was thunderstruck and hurriedly pulled Li Lingyun away. If Zhang Xiaoyu could see, he would have noticed her face was flushed crimson.

Li Lingyun wasn't much better off. When she returned to the room, her face was also extremely red. The scene just now had been incredibly stimulating for her.

The two girls ran without a care in the world, their footsteps making quite a racket. Given the close proximity, Zhong Ling, in her daze, was startled. She opened her eyes in confusion and stared straight at the door.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoyu pressed the beauty against the door and began to make love. Wang Kexin and Li Lingyun returned to bed, both too excited to sleep. After a long while, Li Lingyun said, "Kexin, the sisters must be having a lot of fun." "Of course, it's obvious, isn't it?" Wang Kexin, still reeling from being caught peeping by Zhang Xiaoyu, responded a moment later.

"How can you be so sure?" Li Lingyun pressed, still unconvinced. "My master told me," Wang Kexin said somewhat shyly. "My master even showed me adults doing this kind of thing." "Do adults do it all?" Li Lingyun asked again.

"Of course, that's why my brother and sister are together, and that's why we came into this world," Wang Kexin said confidently.

Li Lingyun didn't speak again.

Wang Kexin looked at her and said, "Lingyun, you finally understand. Auntie is very lonely." Li Lingyun nodded. "I always thought Mom would be happy as long as I was there. But seeing how happy my sister and brother are together during the day, I feel like Mom is very lonely." "That's easy, just find another dad," Wang Kexin said, looking at Li Lingyun with interest.

Li Lingyun didn't respond.

In Zhang Xiaoyu's room, Zhong Ling was screaming by the door. She had once again reached the peak of her soul.

Zhang Xiaoyu tossed the limp Zhong Ling onto the bed, then looked at A Zhu, who had already given up. His gaze then fell on Bi Hua.

Bi Hua's face was flushed, and her body was burning. Although she had already been defeated, her strength had recovered somewhat in the short time, but she was still ready to fight Zhang Xiaoyu again.

Zhang Xiaoyu wasn't in a hurry; he knew that the beauty had just lost her virginity, and her wounds hadn't healed yet. He used gentle techniques and began his slow advance. The first person to wake up the next day was Bi Hua. Although it was their wedding night, she hadn't participated in the subsequent battle because of the pain of losing her virginity, so she woke up earlier. Looking at A Zhu and Zhong Ling sleeping soundly beside her, and thinking about the battle last night, she couldn't help but sigh: "My husband is indeed powerful! My two older sisters were driven to the brink of death and begged for mercy. Now she knew that the 'new sisters' words' were indeed true."

Thinking of this, Bi Hua looked at Zhang Xiaoyu again; his handsome face and fit figure made her more and more attracted to him. All four were now completely naked. Bihua's gaze involuntarily swept downwards, where the dormant dragon lay on her husband. Its size alone was not to be underestimated. She truly didn't know how she had endured his arousal last night.

She felt a faint pain again. This place was no longer the same. She had been completely possessed by her husband. Fortunately, after the intense pain came the peak of pleasure. She was experiencing its wonders for the first time, and she was still savoring the aftertaste.

The beautiful princess gazed at her husband with satisfaction, lost in thought. Until Zhang Xiaoyu sensed the beauty's presence and turned around. Her delicate face was slightly flushed, and she lowered her head to avoid her husband's burning gaze.

Zhang Xiaoyu chuckled inwardly; beneath the noble exterior of the Marquis's wife lay a shy heart. He gently stretched out his arm and embraced the beauty. She was smooth and slightly cool. Zhang Xiaoyu knew it was because of the rain, so he covered Azhu and Zhongling with several pieces of clothing while holding the Marquis's wife in his arms to warm her with his body.

Bihua nestled against his warm chest, witnessing his tender actions, and was deeply moved. She nestled contentedly against her husband; with such a husband, what more could a woman ask for?

Zhang Xiaoyu whispered in her ear, "Does it still hurt?" Bihua nodded, then shook her head.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but laugh, "What does that mean?" Bihua pouted, "You naughty boy, you're so big, of course it hurts! But it didn't hurt much afterward." Her voice trailed off.

Zhang Xiaoyu chuckled, "And how did it feel afterward?" A blush rose to Bihua's cheeks, and she whispered, "I felt like I was floating on air." Zhang Xiaoyu was greatly pleased, and seeing the beauty's shy beauty, his desire was rekindled. He couldn't resist breathing warm air into her ear; the back of the ear is very sensitive for both men and women. Bihua was no exception, and she couldn't help but tremble.

Zhang Xiaoyu chuckled mischievously, "Want to try it again?" Bihua, having just tasted the forbidden fruit, was already longing for it. Unable to resist, and seeing that Azhu and Zhongling showed no signs of waking, she gently nodded. Though not yet fully recovered, she had endured it last night, so this time should be no problem, the beauty reassured herself.

Seeing her agree, Zhang Xiaoyu's massive member rose sharply.

As Bihua joined him, she immediately realized that it was broad daylight, unlike the darkness of the previous night. She clearly saw the shape of the thing possessing her body and couldn't help but cover her mouth in surprise. This huge thing, how could she have swallowed it last night! A sense of fear arose within her.

Zhang Xiaoyu, however, didn't care. He began his foreplay. Knowing that Bihua's second attempt would still be difficult, Zhang Xiaoyu was extremely gentle.

After a good quarter of an hour, Bihua felt her husband's member fully inside. Completely filled, she sat on her husband's lap. She naturally felt her husband's gentleness and responded with a passionate kiss.

The two of them continued to move slowly, sitting like this. Zhang Xiaoyu was afraid of disturbing Azhu and Zhong Ling's rest. Bihua, on the other hand, was so exhausted from the intense stimulation that she was too weak to move. However, the stimulation from this slow pace was no less than that from vigorous activity, and coupled with the thrill of their secret affair, Bihua quickly reached her peak in a daze.

After resting for a while, Bihua regained her senses.

Zhang Xiaoyu knew that after their gentle battle, the beauty's body had been completely conquered. Looking at her flushed face, he couldn't help but feel aroused again. The woman after her first erection was indeed the most beautiful.

Bihua immediately sensed the change in the still-erect member inside her and couldn't help but give her husband a resentful look.

Zhang Xiaoyu felt a pang of pity and said, "How about we stop?" Bihua shook her head and said, "I can endure a little longer." Zhang Xiaoyu was overjoyed and was about to move again.

Bihua stopped him and said, "I have something to tell you." Zhang Xiaoyu was very curious and listened intently.

Bihua said, "Husband, you must treat Xiangjun well from now on." Zhang Xiaoyu was stunned. That obedient little maid immediately flashed into his mind. What did she have to do with Bihua's words?

Bihua recounted to Zhang Xiaoyu what she had said to Xiangjun that day.

Zhang Xiaoyu was naturally delighted; Xiangjun was an extremely charming girl, and he was overjoyed to have her as his wife. He readily agreed, "Don't worry, if you have no objections, she is my wife." Bihua hugged her husband tightly, saying, "Husband, you're so good. This time I want it to be more intense." How could he disobey his beauty's command? Zhang Xiaoyu stood up, holding Bihua, and began to move, just like he had done with Azhu that night.

Bihua quickly became lost in pleasure, moaning and groaning, and the sounds of their vigorous movements filled the room.

Azhu and Zhongling were soon awakened. They both saw a familiar scene. Only this time, the beauty in their husband's arms was Bihua instead of Azhu. They looked at each other and shook their heads. Their husband was indeed fierce, and Bihua, just like them, couldn't resist the temptation of their husband's lovemaking, offering herself up the next day.

Zhongling couldn't resist a mischievous idea. Bihua had her back to them. Zhongling quietly moved to the front. Bihua was shocked to see her sister's ambiguous face and blushed deeply. Unable to bear such stimulation, she immediately finished.

Zhang Xiaoyu had already noticed the two women and, seeing Bihua surrender again, looked at Zhongling.

Zhongling had had enough fun last night and had no energy left. She shook her head with a smile, and Azhu also knew how to restrain herself, refusing her husband.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoyu also felt it was time to end his morning exercise. He held his limp bride tightly and, after another vigorous session, poured his essence into her body.

After Bihua was finally put back on the ground, she was too embarrassed to see her two sisters again. Azhu and Zhongling didn't tease her in front of their husband.

Zhang Xiaoyu carefully cleaned up the battlefield for Bihua before putting his clothes back on. Azhu and Zhongling watched him busy with a smile. They had both enjoyed this treatment before, and now it was Bihua's turn.

After cleaning up, Zhang Xiaoyu went out first.

Without her husband, only her sisters remained, and Bihua finally felt a little less shy.

Azhu smiled at Bihua and said, "How about it, sister? Now you know how powerful your husband is, right?" Bihua nodded heavily. She finally understood what a real man was.

Zhong Ling teased, "Good sister, did your husband make you feel good just now?" Bihua was too embarrassed to speak after hearing her explicit words.

Chapter 105: Shapewear Zhang Xiaoyu thought of his new ideas about women and went to find Song Yuzhen. When he arrived at Jinxiu Manor, he saw two beautiful women besides Song Yuzhen. One of them was Shi Xiangyun, who had become his woman. The other was a beautiful woman in her thirties with Shi Xiangyun. They seemed to have an unusual relationship. Could she be his mother-in-law whom he had never met?

"Brother, why are you here?" Song Yuzhen was very happy to see Zhang Xiaoyu. Zhang Xiaoyu smiled at her and walked to Shi Xiangyun's side. Shi Xiangyun stood up and obediently called out "husband." The woman next to Shi Xiangyun was shocked when she heard her call Zhang Xiaoyu that. Then she looked at Shi Xiangyun with confusion. Song Yuzhen also looked like she understood.

"Auntie, I'll tell you about my husband and me after we get back. Let's finish the business deal first." "What business?" Zhang Xiaoyu asked.

"Brother, isn't it the business you designed?" Song Yuzhen said from the side.

"Husband, so you designed this?" Shi Xiangyun asked with a look of surprise.

"Of course it's my husband! Who else could come up with such a wonderful thing? My husband designed it especially for his wives. I was even thinking of sending you a set in a few days, but I didn't expect you to be in the clothing business too!" "Yes, the Shi family's business is quite extensive. My aunt and I manage it now. This is my aunt, Dong Yixue. A few days ago, she learned that Sister Yuzhen had created such a new product. She thought it had great potential and wanted to collaborate with Sister Yuzhen, but Sister Yuzhen said she was also collaborating with someone else and couldn't make the decision herself." Shi Xiangyun looked pitifully at Zhang Xiaoyu.

Anyway, he still needed to produce modern women's clothing, and Sister Yuzhen couldn't manage it all by herself. He couldn't possibly not help his wife.

"Sister Yuzhen, let's collaborate with Xiangyun and the others. I've come up with a few new ideas, and you can't handle them all by yourself." "It's all up to you, little brother. Whatever you say goes. What are your new ideas, little brother? Tell your sister quickly." "No rush, Sister Yuzhen. Regarding the design, there's something I didn't consider last time, which is the shaping issue," Zhang Xiaoyu said.

"What's the problem?" Song Yuzhen asked curiously.

"Of course!" Zhang Xiaoyu nodded.

Then, Zhang Xiaoyu gestured for Shi Xiangyun to stand up. He walked behind her, slipped his hands under her armpits, and gently lifted her breasts. He then said, "Sister Yuzhen, if a bra doesn't provide adequate support, how can it lift a woman's treasure? Xiangyun's are fine, but not all women are this big. So we need to make a bra cup to help smaller women shape their bodies!" Song Yuzhen, suppressing her embarrassment, listened to Zhang Xiaoyu's words. After all, it was a grown man discussing a woman's private parts, but for some reason, Song Yuzhen didn't feel anything was inappropriate or abrupt. After years of loneliness, her heart was secretly stirred. Shi Xiangyun also looked shy. Although she was already Zhang Xiaoyu's woman, it was still embarrassing to have him touch her private parts in front of another woman.

"Then what should we use to make it?" The middle-aged woman, Shi Xiangyun's aunt Dong Yixue, although also somewhat shy, still asked Zhang Xiaoyu her question.

"Good question! Actually, I've thought about it, and I think we can use steel plates! This way, the bra will have a support structure, lifting up the woman's breasts. Even smaller women can use the bra to create a more flattering figure!" Zhang Xiaoyu nodded.

He paused, then pondered, "We can make these bras first, and then improve them to create lace bras and more. These aren't too difficult; we can modify the sheer nightgown. I'll personally design the patterns, and the production will be in the hands of Sister Yuzhen and the others!" Shi Xiangyun said excitedly, "I'm really looking forward to the lace lingerie series my husband mentioned!" After discussing with the three women, Zhang Xiaoyu personally escorted Shi Xiangyun and Dong Yixue to the door. The two women gave a very elegant bow and then gracefully departed. Dong Yixue moved with light, graceful steps, her full and alluring figure, slender waist, and elegant, refined demeanor, combined with the unique charm of a mature woman, truly captivated men.

Zhang Xiaoyu watched the two women's figures disappear before snapping out of his reverie. To be honest, such stunning beauties, exuding mature and alluring charm, and possessing an elegance akin to noblewomen, had indeed stirred some fantasies within him.

Zhang Xiaoyu was now focusing on developing his bra business. This market was practically untapped; if they took a risk, they might just carve out a new niche. With his modern knowledge, he could definitely lead fashion trends, and with Song Yuzhen's support, becoming a fashion tycoon was a real possibility!

Song Yuzhen quickly assembled a team and began production on the assembly line Zhang Xiaoyu had described. These tailors were all Song Yuzhen's people, each with excellent skills. Perhaps due to their frequent collaborations, they worked together seamlessly. Zhang Xiaoyu didn't know how Song Yuzhen had convinced them, but he trusted her completely.

Zhang Xiaoyu roughly sketched out the lace lingerie he had previously bought for his sisters, then discussed it with the women in his family. After they understood, he carefully explained it to the tailors. Shan Fengyi, being exceptionally clever, often came up with novel ideas that inspired the others.

Zhang Xiaoyu went to a famous blacksmith shop in the city. The blacksmithing technology in this world was decent; they could make thin steel sheets. However, Zhang Xiaoyu had high standards. He wanted the bra to be fuller, so the steel sheet had to be very thin and well-polished, without any sharp edges or corners, otherwise it would hurt the woman.

"Boss, I wonder if you can make steel sheets like this?" Zhang Xiaoyu asked leisurely, sitting on a stool in the blacksmith shop. Sitting in front of him was a man in his thirties, tall and muscular, with a square face, thick eyebrows, and large eyes. His hands were covered in calluses.

"That shouldn't be a problem, but as you know, young master, this steel sheet requires a high level of skill and takes a lot of time..." The blacksmith frowned slightly, looking at the design Zhang Xiaoyu had given him, and said in a low voice.

Zhang Xiaoyu chuckled inwardly, surprised that this blacksmith was quite savvy in business. He clapped his hands and leaned forward slightly, saying, "Don't worry, boss. Just do your best to meet my requirements. Money is no problem, but I think you know what 'limits' means, right?" A cold glint flashed in Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes, and the blacksmith felt a chill run down his spine. He hurriedly nodded, "Don't worry, young master. The price is absolutely fair. And since you've explained so clearly, we'll naturally do our best. We guarantee your satisfaction!" Zhang Xiaoyu smiled warmly and said amiably, "Then I'll trouble you, boss. I'll come back in about five days to pick up the first batch of goods and see your craftsmanship. Here's the deposit!" With that, Zhang Xiaoyu handed a silver note to the blacksmith. The blacksmith took it, glanced at it, and immediately grinned from ear to ear. Then, he bowed and scraped as he saw Zhang Xiaoyu out the door. This world really is still the same: money talks, nobody cares if you don't have it. Fortunately, his wives were all quite wealthy, but Zhang Xiaoyu wasn't happy spending their money, so he decided to earn his own to support them.

As night fell, Zhang Xiaoyu took a comfortable bath and lay in bed, looking at his new design patterns. Zhong Ling and A Zhu, still wearing light gauze nightgowns, sat at the table, discussing animatedly. Ge Guangpei and Bi Hua sat beside him. Zhang Xiaoyu glanced at them with surprise; they were even more enthusiastic than him now, usually spending their time with Song Yuzhen making bras and other things.

Unable to contain his boredom, Zhang Xiaoyu finally spoke up: "My two wives, stop talking about this! A moment of passion is worth a thousand pieces of gold these days!" The two women turned their heads away, then glared at him, before bursting into laughter. Zhang Xiaoyu, seeing this, deliberately put on a stern face and snorted.

Although Zhong Ling and A Zhu knew he was faking it, they still nervously came to his side, each hugging him from either side. A Zhu, with a slender, jade-like finger, said in a sickeningly sweet voice, "Husband, don't be angry, we're here to keep you company!" Zhong Ling, in a coquettish tone, hugged his arm and called out, "Husband!" Zhang Xiaoyu opened his arms and pulled the two women into his embrace. The sweet fragrance of their bodies wafted over him. He chuckled and said, "I guess you two are going to have me for life! Come on, let's go to bed, I can't hold back any longer!" Zhang Xiaoyu impatiently lifted the light veil covering the two women, saying at the same time, "Once those lace erotic toys are made, you..." "Wear them tonight so I can admire them properly. Sister Bihua, Sister Guangpei, you two should also come and let your husband pamper you." Azhu's body was rubbing against Zhang Xiaoyu's chest, making his blood boil. Azhu giggled and said coquettishly, "Husband, you only know how to degrade your sisters!" "I think you'll be absolutely mesmerizing when you wear them!" Zhang Xiaoyu stroked Azhu's body for a while, then turned to Ge Guangpei and Bihua, who were blushing, and said with a smile, "Guangpei and Bihua, you have to wear them too, understand?" "We understand..." Ge Guangpei and Bihua glared at him shyly, then lowered their heads, but they were also secretly excited, naturally hoping that Zhang Xiaoyu would be captivated by them.

"I'll devour you first today!" Seeing Bihua's shy and charming, seemingly frail appearance, Zhang Xiaoyu wanted to make love to her. He immediately flipped over and pounced on her, pressing her mature body beneath him.

"Let's start with the younger sisters... ah..." Before Bihua could even resist, Zhang Xiaoyu's large hands directly assaulted her, kneading her and attacking her sensitive spots. Bihua's body was ignited, and her delicate body began to move restlessly.

Zhang Xiaoyu's erection was also like a volcanic eruption. Bihua seemed to sense this and proactively parted her snow-white, slender legs, wrapping them around her lover's waist, welcoming his gentle yet powerful thrusts... It wasn't until late at night that Zhang Xiaoyu finished off the four women, leaving them weak and powerless. After they fell into a deep sleep, Zhang Xiaoyu thought about the feeling of making love with multiple beauties every night. It was wonderful to experience different styles and feelings. Perhaps men always like novelty, but he would never be fickle. He would only cherish these wives who had given him their all... Five days later, Zhang Xiaoyu received the first batch of goods and took the steel plates back to Song Yuzhen. Song Yuzhen immediately began the final stage. She was a decisive and efficient woman, and perhaps it was this decisiveness that allowed her business to reach its current level!

The final step was to insert the underwire into the bra. The bra's lining was naturally pure cotton, both for breathability and softness. After the underwire was in place and secured, they used their flawless stitching to sew it together. Thus, the first batch of bras was born.

Chapter 106: An Encounter with Azi

During the early stages of production, Zhang Xiaoyu considered the target audience for the bras. Therefore, he had the tailors incorporate some lace trim into the design, along with a matching set derived from a modified sheer nightgown. Zhang Xiaoyu's plan was to first use Song Yuzhen's connections among the wealthy women to recommend this lace set to women who were often neglected by their husbands. In Zhang Xiaoyu's opinion, such an alluring lace bra would definitely arouse men. If a woman put in a little effort in bed, things would naturally fall into place.

If one woman was successful, it would immediately attract the attention of other women, and then word would spread like wildfire—the so-called herd mentality! Two days later, Zhang Xiaoyu arrived at Song Yuzhen's shop. He heard that the wealthy ladies were very satisfied and were even looking forward to Song Yuzhen providing them with new colors and styles.

"Sister Yuzhen, isn't this great? It seems our plan has been very successful. Starting from this point was definitely the right move!" Zhang Xiaoyu sat in the inner hall of the shop, chatting with Song Yuzhen.

Song Yuzhen smiled gently, looking so charming, yet her movements were so elegant. She parted her lips slightly and said, "Little brother, what is your next plan?" Zhang Xiaoyu shrugged and said, "First, we need to expand the market for these bras. As long as we have the support of those wealthy ladies, we can develop the bras in high society first!" "Those ladies really like our bras. I believe that with this foundation, promotion won't be difficult. Moreover, the bras, combined with our craftsmanship, can better accentuate a woman's figure and showcase her charm. It seems this first step has been very successful. Next, we can proceed step by step!" Zhang Xiaoyu paused and then added.

Zhang Xiaoyu picked up the tea that Song Yuzhen had personally brewed for him, took a small sip, and was somewhat surprised. Upon closer inspection, he blurted out, "This is Longjing tea? And it's top-grade! Sister Yuzhen, where did you buy it?" "I don't know much about tea, but having lived in Jiangnan for a long time, I have some knowledge of tea. This top-grade Longjing tea cost quite a bit of money!" Song Yuzhen said gently with a smile.

Zhang Xiaoyu exaggeratedly exclaimed, "Isn't this making Sister Yuzhen spend so much money? How can I possibly accept that!" Song Yuzhen gave him a reproachful look, then her body trembled slightly as she chuckled softly, "You, do you really have to be so polite with me? Even the finest tea leaves are worthless if they're just sitting there. Besides, you're not an outsider..." As she finished speaking, Song Yuzhen seemed to realize the intimacy between them, her face flushing slightly as she shyly lowered her head. Zhang Xiaoyu also felt a little awkward and wanted to respond, but he noticed Song Yuzhen's somewhat absent-minded expression. However, Zhang Xiaoyu inadvertently discovered that her profile was also beautiful, possessing a gentle and tranquil quality that seemed to calm any restless heart.

Unconsciously, Zhang Xiaoyu became somewhat mesmerized by her gaze. Song Yuzhen felt his burning gaze, her heart pounding with shyness, her delicate hands nervously clutching the hem of her dress. Just as the atmosphere became somewhat awkward, a somewhat familiar male voice suddenly came from outside the shop: "Is the proprietress here?" Upon hearing this, Song Yuzhen hurriedly got up to go outside, but because she was wearing a long dress, she accidentally stepped on her own dress before taking a step, losing her balance and falling forward. Zhang Xiaoyu reacted quickly, reaching out to catch Song Yuzhen's slender waist in the blink of an eye, and she fell into his arms.

Song Yuzhen nestled against Zhang Xiaoyu, her head resting on his chest, and suddenly felt an unprecedented peace. Women need a strong, supportive embrace, like a ship needs a safe harbor; in Zhang Xiaoyu's arms, she felt very safe.

However, the next moment, out of feminine modesty, this traditional woman, even though she was reluctant, gently pulled away, took a step back, and shyly lowered her head, her cheeks flushed.

Zhang Xiaoyu lingered somewhat, reluctant to leave Song Yuzhen's embrace. Her soft, warm body was truly unforgettable, and her unique fragrance still lingered on him. However, seeing her expression, he realized he had been somewhat impulsive and quickly said, "Sister Yuzhen, I'm sorry, I was afraid you'd fall..." "It's alright, thank you, little brother!" Song Yuzhen glanced at him shyly, then hurriedly looked away, speaking softly.

"Let's go out quickly!" Zhang Xiaoyu was secretly delighted. Song Yuzhen didn't seem to reject his embrace; in fact, judging from her expression, he could sense she was somewhat reluctant to leave.

Zhang Xiaoyu wasn't without feelings for Song Yuzhen. Even disregarding their romantic relationship, such a beautiful and mature woman was enough to make any man's imagination run wild.

That evening, upon arriving at Song Yuzhen's residence, Zhang Xiaoyu saw candlelight still flickering in the hall, indicating someone was there. As soon as he entered, he saw Song Yuzhen reclining in a chair, one hand supporting her head, her starry eyes slightly closed, seemingly asleep.

Zhang Xiaoyu gestured for silence and slowly approached Song Yuzhen. Seeing that she still didn't react, he whispered, "Sister Yuzhen seems to be asleep!" Zhang Xiaoyu was once again captivated by Song Yuzhen. She was indeed a very charming woman, and at her age, she was far beyond the naivety of young girls, exuding the allure of a mature woman.

Zhang Xiaoyu shook his head, clearing his mind of these distractions, and carefully lifted her into his arms. Song Yuzhen's head rested directly on Zhang Xiaoyu's chest, and he felt her full, graceful body, so supple and boneless, stirring a desire within him.

Zhang Xiaoyu carried Song Yuzhen to her room, gently placing her on the bed and pulling a blanket over her chest. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Song Yuzhen's beautiful face in her sleep, possessing a unique charm. Her breathing was steady, and Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't resist leaning down, bringing his face close to her pink cheeks, the delicate fragrance wafting into his nostrils.

Time had left no trace on Song Yuzhen's face; her delicate features remained exquisite, her lips still red and luscious. Zhang Xiaoyu sighed inwardly, realizing that Song Yuzhen's beauty and charm were far beyond that of ordinary women. Moreover, managing the Xiu Luo Manor had cultivated a strong, capable aura, making her like a resilient rose. A

woman full of wisdom is also very attractive to men. Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but kiss her smooth, white forehead before getting up. Seeing that Song Yuzhen didn't react, he quietly left, feeling a little guilty.

After Zhang Xiaoyu closed the door, Song Yuzhen, who should have been fast asleep, suddenly opened her eyes, a glint of surprise in them. Her two delicate hands gently touched her face, finally reaching the forehead where Zhang Xiaoyu had kissed her. A sweet smile, tinged with shyness, immediately appeared on her face.

If Zhang Xiaoyu had seen this, his first thought would have been to buy a block of tofu and smash his head against it. He never expected Song Yuzhen to wake up, let alone know that he had kissed her... Actually, Song Yuzhen's mind was in turmoil. When Zhang Xiaoyu carried her back to the room, she was already awake, but she was reluctant to leave Zhang Xiaoyu's embrace, so she continued to pretend to be asleep. It wasn't until Zhang Xiaoyu's kiss that Song Yuzhen almost opened her eyes. Fortunately, she was shy and endured it without any reaction. But she also somewhat enjoyed the kiss. Her heart suddenly calmed down, just like a woman enjoying the warmth of the man she deeply loves.

Lost in thought, Song Yuzhen fell into a deep sleep, her delicate hands still unconsciously covering her pretty face.

Zhang Xiaoyu felt a pang of guilt, wondering how Qiao Feng was doing these past few days. Although, based on the course of events, Qiao Feng's life wasn't in danger, he was still his second brother, and he should try to minimize his suffering.

After greeting the women in his household, as well as Shi Xiangyun, Kang Min, and Liu Meiniang and her daughter who hadn't yet moved in, Zhang Xiaoyu set off alone to investigate the situation in the martial world.

Sitting in the carriage, Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but doze off. He regretted not bringing his wives along; now he was so bored.

Just as Zhang Xiaoyu was grumbling to himself in the carriage, he heard shouts of battle outside, and the carriage slowed down. "Hmm? What's going on?" Zhang Xiaoyu lifted the carriage curtain and asked the old man driving.

"Young master, let's take cover. There's fighting ahead." The old man, seeing Zhang Xiaoyu's appearance, assumed he was a wealthy young man on an outing.

"Oh?" Zhang Xiaoyu's interest was piqued. Looking ahead, he saw dozens of people dressed similarly, wielding weapons, seemingly surrounding someone. However, the person in the group was quite far from the carriage, and Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't make out clearly.

"Hehe, such a spectacle is rare." Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but chuckle, preparing to investigate. He had been looking forward to such an opportunity to right wrongs for a long time. Now that he had encountered it, how could he not be thrilled?

The old man was startled. "Young master, please don't joke. Those are probably bandits from the mountains. This is no laughing matter. There are no government officials or constables passing by. We'd better leave quickly. It'll be too late if we don't leave now." Zhang Xiaoyu smiled slightly at the old man and said, "Please wait a moment, old man. I'll be right back." With that, he leaped up, covering several dozen feet in a flash. With a few quick leaps, he arrived beside the group. The old man's mouth dropped open. "Good heavens! This old man has been blind today. This gentleman is actually a great hero of the martial world..." Zhang Xiaoyu saw that the dozens of people were forming a circle. Looking into the circle, he saw a pretty young girl. Her purple dress and the clever and cunning glint in her eyes immediately made Zhang Xiaoyu recognize her.

"Azi?" Zhang Xiaoyu frowned slightly. He had encountered a hot potato this time. It wasn't that the Xingxiu Sect, who were chasing Azi, were anything special; even if Ding Chunqiu himself came, Zhang Xiaoyu was absolutely certain of victory. But in Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes, Azi was truly a little devil. Her actions were always eccentric, her temperament unpredictable, and others could hardly fathom her. That day, when she was with Qiao Feng, she even shot him a poisoned needle to keep him from leaving her side. Fortunately, Qiao Feng dodged in time, but she accidentally injured him. That was only because of Qiao Feng; if it had been someone else, who knows what would have happened? Thinking of You Tanzhi's famous "Iron Head," Zhang Xiaoyu felt a chill run down his spine.

But no matter what, this girl was Azhu's sister, and he couldn't just stand by and watch her be in danger.

Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly smiled bitterly and shook his head, thinking that he was now considered a first-rate master in the martial arts world, yet he was caught in a dilemma because of a little girl. "Sigh... what am I afraid of... wouldn't people laugh at me if they found out? Humph, my martial arts are a hundred times better than hers, I have nearly a thousand years more experience than her, and I understand the world of Tianlong. Why would I be afraid of her?" Although he thought this to himself, it was also partly to bolster his courage.

"Hey, all of you surrounding a little girl, isn't that a bit disregard for the code of the martial world?" Zhang Xiaoyu said with a smile, waving his folding fan. This half-joking tone had almost become a habit of his.

Just now, Zhang Xiaoyu had appeared behind them in the blink of an eye, and the Xingxiu Sect members' attention was entirely focused on Azi, so none of them knew that someone had appeared beside them. Zhang Xiaoyu's words startled them. Looking back, he saw only a young man in white, who became arrogant again: "Who are you? Don't you want to die? This is Xingxiu Sect business, outsiders get out of the way."

Chapter 107: Attracting Azi's Attention

Azi saw that someone had come to help, and the Xingxiu Sect's formation had slightly loosened. Finding an opening, she used her "Mudfish Skill" to squeeze out of the circle. By the time everyone noticed, she had already flashed behind Zhang Xiaoyu. Before anyone could react, Azi took out a small cloth bag from her bosom and stuffed it into Zhang Xiaoyu's hand, deliberately saying loudly, "Heroic brother, I'm entrusting this to you for safekeeping." Saying that, she turned around and was about to run away. Zhang Xiaoyu was

not going to fall for her trick. Before she could turn around, he tore the cloth bag in her hand, letting the contents fall to the ground. With his other hand, he grabbed Azi, using his inner strength to prevent her from escaping.

The Xingxiu Sect members initially assumed that Azi had handed the "Divine Wood King Cauldron" to the white-robed youth and were about to snatch it when they saw the item in the bag fall to the ground—just a porcelain bowl. They weren't fools; seeing this, they knew Zhang Xiaoyu and Azi were not on the same side.

Immediately, one of them stepped forward and said to Zhang Xiaoyu, "Young master, I am Wuchenzi of the Xingxiu Sect. We are merely following orders from our sect to take our junior sister back to see our master. This is a matter within our sect, and we ask that you not interfere." Wuchenzi's words were extremely polite. It wasn't that the Xingxiu Sect had excellent morals, but rather that all members of the Xingxiu Sect were adept at reading people and situations, and Wuchenzi, being a first-generation disciple, was particularly skilled in this. Seeing that Zhang Xiaoyu was alone and could still talk and laugh freely in front of dozens of armed men, he was either a fool or possessed astonishing skills. Therefore, he dared not underestimate Zhang Xiaoyu, and his words were devoid of any rashness. Moreover, they were only trying to retrieve the "Divine Wood King Cauldron" and didn't want any unnecessary complications.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaoyu said, "Oh? You've heard of the Starry Constellation Sect? So it's the Starry Constellation Old Monster Ding Chunqiu? Haha… If it were anyone else, it would be fine, but the person that old monster wants to capture, I'll save anyway." Upon hearing this, Wuchenzi sneered, "If that's truly your intention, don't blame us for being ruthless." With that, he waved his hands, and the crowd behind him surged forward, attacking Zhang Xiaoyu and Azi. Although he didn't know Zhang Xiaoyu's strength, judging him to be no more than twenty years old, he figured his martial arts skills were limited.

Azi also knew Ding Chunqiu's power, and this person dared to challenge him, which puzzled her greatly, even causing her to forget to break free and escape.

Zhang Xiaoyu laughed heartily, pressing one hand on Azi's right shoulder without withdrawing, while his right hand swung his folding fan forward repeatedly, unleashing a torrent of chilling Xuanming Divine Palm energy. The dozen or so members of the Xingxiu Sect who charged forward were caught in the blast. They were overwhelmed by the violent, chilling force of the palm strikes, forced back several steps, and collapsed to the ground, their faces ashen and bloodless. Those with weaker skills were even forced to vomit blood by the force of the blows. Those behind them fared no better. Though they could barely stand, the chill seeped into their bodies, frosting even their eyebrows and beards, and they trembled uncontrollably.

Wuchenzi, who hadn't stepped forward but had secretly retreated several steps, escaped unscathed. Seeing that he was the only one among dozens who could stand upright, he was filled with overwhelming fear and couldn't utter a word.

Azi, witnessing this, could hardly believe her eyes. The man before her, not even thirty, had knocked down dozens of elite disciples of the Xingxiu Sect with just a few flicks of his fan; his skill was almost on par with her master's. Having grown up in the Xingxiu Sect since childhood, she naturally believed that Ding Chunqiu's martial arts were the best in the world, and "not inferior to my master" was the highest praise she could give to someone's martial arts.

Zhang Xiaoyu shook his head and said, "You are no match for me. Go back and tell Old Monster Ding that if he wants someone, he should come to Lingjiu Palace to find me, Zhang Xiaoyu." After saying that, he pulled Azi back to the carriage. Wuchenzi stood there blankly, muttering to himself, "So powerful...so powerful." To Zhang Xiaoyu's surprise, Azi was very obedient. When he asked her to follow him, she didn't even ask and obediently followed behind him. If it weren't for her "shifting the blame" scheme when she first appeared, Zhang Xiaoyu would have doubted whether the Azi he had saved was the one he knew.

In fact, Zhang Xiaoyu hadn't thought about it carefully. Azi had grown up in the Xingxiu Sect and knew that strength was a necessary condition for survival. Seeing that she had such a powerful backer as Zhang Xiaoyu, how could she not want him? Moreover, with this person around, I can practice the "Dissolving Power Technique" with peace of mind. If I can also learn a few martial arts techniques from him, that would be even more of a joy.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaoyu showed no fear of Ding Chunqiu's name, Azi immediately resolved to stick close to this powerful backer. She was clever and obedient, and it was precisely because she could win Ding Chunqiu's favor that she ranked among the first generation of disciples in the Xingxiu Sect at such a young age. Now, she intentionally tried to get closer to Zhang Xiaoyu. Although Zhang Xiaoyu knew she was just using some deliberate tactics, he still had to admit that this little girl was indeed very likable, at least for now.

"Brother Zhang, how did you know that what I gave you was a lie?" Azi noticed that Zhang Xiaoyu had a very good temper and seemed completely unconcerned about her earlier attempt to frame him, so she subtly asked this question.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the little girl kneeling with a pillow in her arms, smiled gently, and said, "You don't even know me, how could you really hand over the treasure to me? Of course, you want me to be your shield. You little rascal, you're really clever. If you encountered someone who wasn't good at martial arts, wouldn't you die at their hands?" Seeing that there was no reproach on Zhang Xiaoyu's face, Azi slightly raised her chin and said, "Who would dare to run up to help dozens of people when they're not good at martial arts? If there were such a fool, even if they didn't die this time, they wouldn't escape next time." Zhang Xiaoyu shook his head and smiled bitterly. Upon reflection, what she said wasn't entirely unreasonable. However, her attitude of not caring about human life made Zhang Xiaoyu secretly remind himself again. "This girl is a little devil." Azi's two big, dark eyes darted around, and she turned her head to ask, "Hey, by the way, Brother Zhang, what exactly is this Lingjiu Palace you mentioned at the end? Is it your sect?" "Lingjiu Palace..." Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Hehe, Lingjiu Palace isn't my sect. I have absolutely no connection with Lingjiu Palace." Azi was taken aback, then giggled, "Oh, so Brother Zhang can lie too. Of course, my master wouldn't be able to find me if Lingjiu Palace wanted someone." Zhang Xiaoyu shook his head, "Ding Chunqiu wouldn't go there to look for you." He was joking, Ding Chunqiu had harmed Wuyazi and betrayed his sect. Even if he had the guts of a bear and a leopard, he wouldn't dare to go to Tianshan to see the Tianshan Child Granny. Otherwise, it would be better to commit suicide.

"Why? That's right, I've never heard of Lingjiu Palace, and my master probably doesn't know where it is either," Azi guessed.

"Hmph, Ding Chunqiu not only knows about Lingjiu Palace, but he also has quite a connection with it. Even if he had the guts, he wouldn't dare approach Tianshan even a step." "Ah..." In Azi's mind, Ding Chunqiu's martial arts had long been mythologized. Having witnessed the power of Zhang Xiaoyu's Xuanming Divine Palm, she only felt that Zhang Xiaoyu could at least hold off Ding Chunqiu for a while. Now, hearing that there were places in the world Ding Chunqiu dared not go, she found it hard to accept. But looking at Zhang Xiaoyu's expression, she felt that what he said wasn't untrue. Torn between these conflicting feelings, Azi opened her mouth, but couldn't speak.

Seeing her expression, Zhang Xiaoyu smiled slightly and said, "You grew up in Xingxiu Sea, how could you know the vastness and profundity of martial arts? Ding Chunqiu is only good at using poison; in terms of true martial arts, he's just a second-rate character." The second-rate character Zhang Xiaoyu referred to wasn't the common standard in the martial arts world. In his view, only the nameless monk of Shaolin was a true master, and the three grandmasters of the Xiaoyao Sect were slightly inferior in comparison. Qiao Feng, Xiao Yuanshan, and Murong Bo could be considered first-rate masters. By this standard, Ding Chunqiu could only be considered second-rate.

Azi looked rather unconvinced and asked, "Is the Lingjiu Palace really that powerful?" Zhang Xiaoyu nodded slightly and said, "If we're talking about the most amazing martial arts in the world, almost all of them are in the Lingjiu Palace. Even Ding Chunqiu has long coveted them. However, the Lingjiu Palace Master's martial arts are so superb that Ding Chunqiu wouldn't dare to have any wicked thoughts." "Brother Zhang, have you ever heard of our sect's Huagong Dafa?" Zhang Xiaoyu found it amusing and sighed that Azi was still childish. Although she didn't have much affection for the Xingxiu Sect, she was still extremely unconvinced when she heard someone belittle the sect's martial arts. "The Dissolving Power Technique? Heh... It's not worth mentioning. When fighting against a master, when would you ever have the chance to use it? If your opponent's martial arts are inferior, why bother dissolving their internal energy to win?" Zhang Xiaoyu had never seen Ding Chunqiu use the Dissolving Power Technique to defeat anyone in the book, and even Duan Yu's Northern Darkness Divine Skill couldn't be used to strike an enemy during combat.

A'Zi was speechless for a moment, and couldn't help but feel discouraged. She had gone to great lengths to steal the "Divine Wood King Cauldron," and in Zhang Xiaoyu's opinion, wasn't it completely useless?

Zhang Xiaoyu asked again, "Did you steal the 'Divine Wood King Cauldron'?" "Ah?... " Zhang Xiaoyu's sudden question startled Azi, who was still in a daze. "How did you know?" Zhang Xiaoyu chuckled and said, "If the 'Divine Wood King Cauldron' hadn't been stolen, why would the Xingxiu Sect have sent so many people to the Central Plains to capture you? And what was the treasure you pretended to give me at the beginning?" Azi then calmed down, smiled brightly at Zhang Xiaoyu, and said with a hint of coquettishness, "Brother Zhang is so capable; you can't hide anything from me." After a moment's thought, she felt that Zhang Xiaoyu would definitely not covet the item, and admitting the truth was the best course of action.

Zhang Xiaoyu said solemnly, "Azi, it's not difficult for you to learn superior martial arts. This 'dissolving power' is of no benefit to either yourself or others, so it's best not to practice it. That Xingxiu Old Monster is despised by the martial arts world; you should leave the Xingxiu Sect today. Brother Zhang guarantees that you will be able to learn first-rate righteous martial arts in the future." In truth, Azi had no attachment to the Xingxiu Sect. Since Zhang Xiaoyu said this, her joy was indescribable. She readily threw aside her pillow, went to Zhang Xiaoyu's face, and bowed deeply, saying, "Master, please accept my bow." Before her head could even touch the ground, Zhang Xiaoyu stopped her with his hand. Zhang Xiaoyu said, "Become my disciple? That's unnecessary. As your elder brother, it's only right that I instruct my younger sister in martial arts. Besides, most of my martial arts are self-taught; I have no formal teacher or sect." Azhu was his wife, and this Azi was his sister-in-law.

Azi smiled and said, "Brother Zhang's martial arts are unparalleled; founding a sect would be a piece of cake for him." Although she said this, she knew perfectly well which was closer to her: master and disciple or brother and sister. Therefore, she never mentioned the matter of becoming his disciple again. Besides, she had never had any relatives by her side since childhood, and now having a kind and capable older brother made her extremely happy. From then on, she considered Zhang Xiaoyu her brother, and even felt much closer to him than to her biological brother, Duan Yu.

"Master Brother, what kind of skill did you use with that fan just now? You only waved it a few times with one hand and you drove them all away! That skill is truly amazing!" Although Azi didn't want to become his disciple, she directly addressed Zhang Xiaoyu as "Master Brother." Zhang Xiaoyu just shook his head and smiled, not bothering to care what she called him.

"Ah, that move was the Tianshan Six Yang Palm. It's a palm technique." Azi pulled Zhang Xiaoyu's arm and said, "Master brother, I want to learn this. Hehe, then I won't be afraid of those people coming again." "Azi, listen to me." Azi obediently hugged a pillow and sat down on the side, pricking up her ears and looking very serious.

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