[Fantasy] The Rogue Landlord (Complete) - Chapter 33

Chapter Three: The Pure and Lovely First Night

"Xunxun!"

Suddenly, a soft knock sounded at the door, followed by a mature and serene female voice. Judging from the voice, she was probably a young woman, and it clearly revealed a deep affection.

This alluring, soft call was like a bolt from the blue for Xu Ping, because his hand had already lightly touched the hem of her skirt. Upon hearing the voice, Lan Xiaoxun immediately snapped out of her daze. Without even looking at Xu Ping, she hurriedly replied, "Mother, what is it?"

"Mother wants to talk to you." The female voice outside the door sounded so gentle and loving, instantly putting one at ease.

Damn it, why now of all times?! Xu Ping gritted his teeth in anger. Fortunately, he withdrew his hand before she saw him, but all his hard work that night was wasted. This mother's timing was perfect; if she had come any later, she would be a grandmother.

"Mom, wait a minute, Xunxun will open the door right away!" Lan Xiaoxun responded, her face filled with panic. She sat up abruptly, clutching her chest, and whispered, "Brother Xu, you'd better find somewhere to hide!"

Where could they hide now? Xu Ping was also a little flustered. Imagine lying in bed with an underage girl, and her mother just happened to arrive—what man wouldn't panic in such a situation?

"Where to hide!" The room wasn't big to begin with, and there was no room in the closet. The only place they could hope for was under the bed, but it was piled with clutter. Xu Ping was so anxious he almost wanted to go out and knock his mother unconscious.

Lan Xiaoxun's eyes were also red with anxiety. She looked around, but there really was nowhere to hide. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she pointed to the innermost part of the bed, saying, "Brother Xu, hide here!"

"What?" Xu Ping thought to himself, how could that place possibly be big enough for him? But he also took the opportunity to glance at her small, beautiful breasts that swayed as she turned around. The more he looked, the more he liked them.

Lan Xiaoxun yanked back the blanket from under the bed, revealing a hidden space underneath. It turned out that wealthy families often left a small recessed groove at the back of their large beds. Sometimes it was for storing quilts, sometimes for keeping private items or hiding valuables. This particular bed had that structure, except that after the person moved out, a blanket was stuffed inside.

"Xunxun, what are you doing?" The voice outside the door sounded puzzled.

Lan Xiaoxun hurriedly said, "Mom, I'm getting dressed, wait a minute." She then glared at Xu Ping, urging him to quickly slip inside.

Damn, that's difficult! It was only about forty centimeters wide, but the length wasn't a problem; he could barely squeeze himself in. At this moment, Lan Xiaoxun was no longer gentle and obedient; her eyes conveyed, "If you don't get in, I'll hit you." While cute, it was also a threat. Xu Ping immediately nodded, climbed onto the bed, threw his shoes under the bed, pulled out the blanket, and shuffled around, trying to squeeze himself into the crevice like a piece of merchandise.

This family must have been very wealthy before; the large wooden bed was made of sturdy nanmu wood, so cramped that Xu Ping's bones ached. He thought to himself, "Don't let my father find out whose house this is. I

'll definitely raid your house when I have the chance." Lan Xiaoxun hurriedly covered Xu Ping with the blanket, not noticing in her nervousness that he couldn't breathe under the blanket. She got up, put on her little undergarment, quickly tidied her disheveled hair, blushed, wiped the drool from her breasts, glanced at Xu Ping, and then ran to open the door: "Mom, I'm here!"

As soon as the door opened, a mature and charming female voice could be heard, filled with loving coquettishness: "You child, why did it take you so long to open the door? And you're only wearing a little undergarment, aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

The door was closed again, and Lan Xiaoxun tried to keep her voice as cheerful as usual, complaining: "It's because it's too hot. There's only one window in this house, and I'm afraid of thieves, so I don't dare to open it. It's so stuffy. I just took off my clothes to sleep when you came."

The mature female voice pretended to be angry and said: "You mean I disturbed you?"

"No, no, I don't have that kind of courage!" Lan Xiaoxun giggled and coquettishly pleaded with her, her voice innocent and cute. Who would have thought that just now she had used this delicate little voice to make all men go crazy with groans?

"Alright, you silly child, don't catch a cold wearing so little outside. Go lie down!" A mature female voice gently inquired.

"Okay!" Lan Xiaoxun replied cheerfully, nervously pulling the blanket over her chest, and asked softly, "Mother, is something the matter?"

Xiaoxun's mother slowly sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Lan Xiaoxun, whose face was flushed and who was sweating profusely from nervousness, and said with a smile, "You silly girl, if you're really uncomfortable, just take it off and lie down. I've watched you grow up, what's there to be embarrassed about?"

Lan Xiaoxun blushed, feeling a little guilty. She obediently took off her bodice and put it aside, shyly pulling the blanket over her beautiful breasts. She said timidly, "Mother, why aren't you asleep yet? It's so late!"

"Xiao Xun, you're still sleeping in a skirt!" The woman's voice was clearly surprised, but immediately turned loving. "You didn't bring any pajamas. What if you get heat rash from sleeping in a skirt? Why are you shy with your mother? It's so hot, just listen to your mother and take it off!"

Xu Ping was deeply moved, almost to tears. He thought to himself: What a considerate mother-in-law. Once I marry your daughter, I will definitely take care of you in your old age and see you off in your final days. Don't worry.

"Mother, I'm not feeling unwell!" Lan Xiao Xun hurriedly shook her head, her eyes glancing somewhat unnaturally at the gap where Xu Ping was hiding.

"Aren't you uncomfortable now?" The woman's voice sounded clearly displeased, with a hint of teasing. "Anyway, you're hiding under the covers, what are you afraid of? You'll know how uncomfortable it is when you get heat rash. If you don't behave, Mom will help you take it off!"

"No, I'll do it myself!" Afraid that Xu Ping would be discovered, Lan Xiaoxun immediately gave in. Her little hands were a little nervous, but she helplessly stretched out from under the covers. After a few twists and turns, she threw her skirt to the side of the bed. Although she was nervous, she still looked obedient.

"Hehe, that's more like it!" Xiaoxun's mother smiled charmingly and suddenly asked, "By the way, Xunxun, is Xu Ping the one on the stage today the one you said saved you?"

"Yes!" Although Lan Xiaoxun wasn't naked, she was only wearing a short pair of panties, which was not much different from being naked. The thought of a man next to her made her even more nervous.

Hearing the mother and daughter's conversation, Xu Ping became even more excited. When the rustling sounds from Xiao Xun's hands stopped, he knew the little beauty's legs were now exposed. Taking advantage of this moment, he subtly reached out and gently grasped one of her delicate little feet, touching it.

"Ah!" Lan Xiao Xun let out a soft cry of surprise, but quickly regained her composure.

"Xun Xun, what's wrong?" Xiao Xun's mother asked with concern.

Lan Xiao Xun's mind raced, and she said with a pained expression, "Someone saved me, and I forgot to thank him when I met him today." She stretched out her small hand to try and stop Xu Ping, but it wasn't long enough. She could only endure the ticklish feeling, praying that her mother wouldn't notice the strangeness under the covers.

"That's true!" Xiao Xun's mother smiled gently. "But he was quite the hero on the field today, a true young hero. Will he remember you, little girl?"

Lan Xiao Xun, in a moment of stubbornness, almost blurted out, "He even likes me!" But she swallowed the words back, her tone becoming slightly mischievous: "Of course! I'm so cute, he'll definitely remember me."

"Oh, my little Xun Xun is so shameless!" Xiao Xun's mother chuckled, amused. "How can you praise yourself like that? You're just blaming yourself!"

"Mom, what exactly do you want to say!" Lan Xiaoxun shivered slightly as she spoke, because Xu Ping's hand had already brazenly traveled up her calf, gliding over her delicate skin and almost touching her inner thigh. The rough palm caressing her sent a strange, pleasurable sensation through her, almost making her cry out.

"Nothing!" Xiaoxun's mother looked at her daughter's shy appearance, vaguely feeling a bit suspicious, but she knew her daughter's innocence and cuteness, so she didn't think too much about it. She simply said, "After all, he's my daughter's savior. After the conference tomorrow, go find him. If you're free, let's have a simple meal together!"

"Okay!" Lan Xiaoxun nodded happily.

Xu Ping thought to himself, "I'm about to burst from holding back! Are you going to give me a taste of my own medicine?" Although it was erotic, he was already covered in sweat from the pent-up desire. Even though he could still take advantage of her, it was definitely not a pleasant experience in this environment. Despite his thoughts, his hand continued upwards, but instead of slipping inside her panties, he quickly pressed it against her hot pubic bone and gently pinched it twice.

Lan Xiaoxun, afraid her mother would notice something amiss, dared not resist. However, the indescribable feeling sent a chill down her spine. Knowing that if this continued, she would surely cry out, she immediately feigned exhaustion, yawning and murmuring, "Mother, I didn't sleep well last night. If there's nothing else, I want to sleep."

"Hmm, go to sleep early!" Xiaoxun's mother lovingly touched her daughter's face, only to find it burning hot. She asked doubtfully, "Xunxun, are you really alright?"

"Mother, I'm really fine!" Lan Xiaoxun grabbed a coat and scrambled out of bed as if fleeing. "You must be tired from your journey; you should rest early too. I'll see you off."

"Alright!" Xiaoxun's mother scolded her gently, "You mustn't run around anymore, understand? If a young girl is seen like that, her innocence will be ruined!"

"I know!" Lan Xiaoxun nodded playfully, and her mother saw her to the door.

"Sleep well tonight. I've arranged for some people to keep watch in the yard, by the door, and by your window. Everything will be fine, understand?" Xiao Xun's mother continued her doting instructions.

"Okay, Mom! Goodnight."

After closing the door, Lan Xiao Xun hurriedly ran back to the bed, jumped on, and pulled back the covers, saying coquettishly, "Brother Xu, you're going too far!"

Xu Ping's face was flushed from being suffocated. Before he could even get a good look at her shy beauty, he was already taking deep breaths of fresh air. He said innocently, "I had no choice. You little scatterbrain, you're covered with two blankets. I didn't dare move. If I had to remind you again, I was afraid I would suffocate."

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Lan Xiao Xun looked at Xu Ping, who was covered in sweat, his hair soaked and sticking messily to his face, looking very uncomfortable.

The young girl was now only wearing a pair of pure white panties. Since they had already been intimate, she didn't mind exposing herself further in front of her lover. Sitting obediently, her two slender, fair legs seemed to exude a fragrance, making one want to hold them in one's hands and nibble on them.

Xu Ping's eyes were glued to her.

Lan Xiaoxun shyly pulled the blanket over herself, pouting, "Brother Xu, how can you be so lecherous! Didn't my mother just say there are people guarding everywhere? How are you going to get out later?"

"Yeah!" Xu Ping thought dealing with them would be as easy as chopping melons and vegetables, but he also put on a pained expression and said, "I think it'll be difficult to get out. Why don't you sleep here tonight?"

"No!" Lan Xiaoxun lowered her head shyly, "You're so bad, you can't bully me later."

"Silly girl!" Xu Ping affectionately touched her face, teasingly saying, "You're so smart and cute, that's why Brother Xu likes you and dotes on you. If Brother Xu Ping sees you and doesn't react at all, then you'll be the one who's sad!"

"You're just bad!" Lan Xiaoxun pouted, but secretly she was delighted.

"Good girl, Xunxun!" Xu Ping mimicked her mother's tone, tugging at his sweat-soaked clothes, and said with a wry smile, "Do you have any clothes to change into? I look like I've been pulled out of the water!"

"You're so annoying!" Lan Xiaoxun knew Xu Ping was teasing her, and immediately pouted, "I'm a girl, where would I get clothes to change into in the room?"

"Then what should I do!" Xu Ping looked like he was in terrible pain.

Lan Xiaoxun blushed slightly, biting her lower lip, and said, "Brother Xu, since there's no one else here, if you're really uncomfortable, just take them off and leave them aside. They'll be dry by tomorrow morning."

"That's the only way!" Xu Ping pretended to be helpless, but inside he was overjoyed. Her words were tantamount to admitting that he would spend the night there. He quickly and nimbly stood up and took off all his outer clothes. Just as he was about to habitually pull up his pants, Lan Xiaoxun exclaimed, "Ah!"

Lan Xiaoxun shyly covered her face, somewhat intoxicated by the masculine physique before her. Seeing Xu Ping about to take off his pants, she immediately turned her head away, blushing and saying, "No need to take them off!"

"Alright!" Xu Ping chuckled, sat down, and said softly, facing her, "Xunxun, it's so late, let's rest!"

"What do you mean, let's rest!" Lan Xiaoxun gave Xu Ping a shy, reproachful look. After thinking for a while, realizing Xu Ping couldn't leave, she rolled her dark eyes and said, "How about I lay out a blanket for you, and you sleep on the floor?"

Xu Ping made a face, looking pitiful, and said, "Really? I'm exhausted after a whole day, fighting for half the day. Sleeping on a hard bed now? Can't you even give me this small perk?"

"What does it have to do with me!" Lan Xiaoxun's jealousy flared up again, pouting, "Why don't you mention that you took advantage of him all night, and you were with another woman this afternoon!"

"It's the situation!" Xu Ping smiled awkwardly, thinking that it was a pipe dream for her to agree to sleep with him, so he simply pulled back the covers and lay down, looking pitiful, and said, "Okay, Xiao Xun, Brother Xu really has no choice. I have to work all day tomorrow, so please let me get some rest!"

Lan Xiao Xun hesitated for a moment, but girls are still soft-hearted, so she nodded and said, "But you can't do anything reckless!"

"I know, my little darling!" Xu Ping was overjoyed, but he didn't show it. Instead, he pretended to be tired: "Let's blow out the candle and get some rest. I'll find a chance to sneak out tomorrow morning."

"Okay!" Lan Xiao Xun continued to cover her half-naked breasts with her small hands, got up and blew out the candle. The room immediately fell into darkness, and it seemed that only her own heartbeat could be heard. She sat awkwardly on the edge of the bed, feeling a little lost. After all, it was the first time in her life that she was going to share a bed with a man, and she was a little nervous.

"Baby, aren't you going to sleep?" Xu Ping had already secretly taken off his pants, and there was a naked lecher under the covers.

"I...I'm not sleepy, you go to sleep first." Lan Xiaoxun shook her head shyly. The clear, amber-like moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating the spot where Lan Xiaoxun sat. Her delicate, jade-like body was as smooth as jade washed by countless years of clear water. Although her face wasn't clearly visible, this shy, half-naked beauty was incredibly alluring. Xu Ping was somewhat captivated. Realizing that this couldn't continue, he simply sat up with her.

"Brother Xu, you go to sleep!" Lan Xiaoxun's heart fluttered at Xu Ping's movement.

Xu Ping didn't say much, gently pulling her into his arms, his large hand stroking her rounded shoulders twice, and whispering, "Baby, let's sleep!"

"Mmm!" Lan Xiaoxun nodded shyly, her initial hesitation and reserve melting away in Xu Ping's soft voice.

Xu Ping gently laid her down in his arms, covering her with the blanket. He had her lie face down on him, holding her slender waist with both hands, pressing her firm yet soft breasts against his chest. Listening to the little beauty's nervous breathing, Xu Ping couldn't help but aim at her soft little mouth and slowly kiss her.

Lan Xiaoxun also enjoyed this wonderful feeling. This time, Xu Ping didn't need to guide her. Her soft little mouth was slightly open, and her inexperienced little tongue slowly responded. At first, the kisses were very gentle, but they became very intense as they progressed. Lan Xiaoxun was so moved that she occasionally let out soft moans, which made Xu Ping's penis throb a few times. He couldn't help but rub his penis against her thigh.

"You're so annoying, you're making me breathless..." Lan Xiaoxun pushed Xu Ping away abruptly and said reproachfully, "You said we were going to sleep, why are you kissing me again!"

"Because of my little Xiaoxun!" Xu Ping flattered, "If I don't kiss you, I won't be able to sleep."

"You're so smooth..." Lan Xiaoxun gave a happy, coquettish laugh, and gently rested her little head on Xu Ping's chest.

Xu Ping chuckled, unable to resist twisting his waist and rubbing his penis against her warm thighs. Although it felt a bit dry, it was incredibly stimulating. He continued to tease her, saying, "Xunxun, if I were to propose marriage to you, what would be a good thing to bring? Brother Xu is very poor; I'm afraid your father, being from a wealthy family, would exploit me to death."

"Ugh, what kind of person do you mean by my father?" Lan Xiaoxun immediately perked up, saying anxiously, "My father is very open-minded. As long as I like him and he thinks he's a good person, that's fine."

"Haha, it seems Xiaoxun is eager to marry me!" Xu Ping laughed heartily, taking advantage of her delighted state, his large hand already touching her buttocks. At this moment, Xiaoxun was only wearing thin underwear; the girl's buttocks were soft yet elastic, the flesh very firm, and felt very comfortable to touch.

"Don't touch me like that!" Lan Xiaoxun scolded coquettishly, then suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "What's pressing against me!" After saying that, she reached between Xu Ping's legs and accurately touched his hard and hot penis.

"Ah..." The delicate little hand curiously pinched it a couple of times, and Xu Ping immediately tilted his head back in pleasure.

Lan Xiaoxun hurriedly let go of his hand and asked nervously, "Brother Xu, did I hurt you?" The cute little girl didn't realize that Xu Ping's bottom was already naked. At this moment, it wasn't a matter of pain, but a matter of being overcome by lust.

"No!" Xu Ping quickly shook his head and praised, "It's just that Xiaoxun touched me so comfortably!"

Lan Xiaoxun blushed slightly. Still ignorant about matters between men and women, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "Brother Xu, why is your thing so long? It looks so strange."

"Hehe, you'll know it's good to be longer in the future." Xu Ping smiled lewdly, then his mind raced and he said, "Xiaoxun, can you continue to let Brother Xu touch it? It feels very good."

"What's in it for me?" Lan Xiaoxun smiled mischievously, clearly not understanding anything about matters of love between men and women, unaware that if he actually touched her, she would be in even more danger.

"Hehe, what do you want in return?" Xu Ping asked her back.

Lan Xiaoxun pouted, thought seriously for a while, and then said with a smile, "I don't know, but you owe me one anyway."

"Okay!" Xu Ping nodded immediately.

Her soft, inexperienced little hands once again explored the long, thick dragon root. Lan Xiaoxun felt very curious, touching it here and there, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily. Although it wasn't very comfortable, her enthusiastic attitude made up for it. She even touched the testicles, and seeing two small balls inside, she immediately said amusedly, "Brother Xu, these look really fun!"

"Yes!" Xu Ping gasped, responding somewhat reluctantly. After thinking for a moment, he tempted her, saying, "Xiao Xun, your pants are rubbing against me and making me very uncomfortable. Can you take them off?"

Lan Xiao Xun quickly shook her head and said, "No, Mom said girls shouldn't take off their clothes so easily."

"That's right!" Xu Ping continued to coax her, "But you're already Brother Xu's woman, what's there to be afraid of! Brother Xu will definitely take responsibility for you, okay Xiao Xun, just take them off."

Hearing Xu Ping's pitiful tone, Lan Xiao Xun began to waver. After thinking for a while, she couldn't resist Xu Ping's combination of soft and hard coaxing. She hesitated for a moment, then took off her last shred of clothing, hiding under the covers with her bare bottom, blushing as she said, "Brother Xu, Xiao Xun has already agreed to your terms, you can't do anything else, okay?" As she spoke, her little hands were still curiously touching Xu Ping's crotch.

"Okay!" Xu Ping thought to himself: You're so innocent and cute, but it's only because your family's sex education is inadequate. You're already completely naked, and you still say don't do anything else. Do you not treat me like a man or a human being?

Xiao Xun was very petite. Xu Ping reached out and touched her buttocks, feeling their smoothness and roundness. He fondled her buttocks for a while, and seeing that she didn't resist, he slowly placed his hand between her legs. The first thing he touched was her hot and sensitive anus.

"Mmm..." Lan Xiao Xun groaned, blushing and scolding, "Don't touch that place."

"Okay, okay!" Xu Ping agreed. Seeing that her breathing quickened slightly, he moved his hand forward and covered her vulva. He felt that the little beauty's vulva was very smooth, with few hairs, hot and moist like a plump white steamed bun. The small slit in the middle was already a little wet. Xu Ping pressed it, and Lan Xiao Xun immediately groaned.

"Ugh, Brother Xu, don't touch my butt!" Lan Xiaoxun twisted her hips uncomfortably, saying somewhat embarrassedly, "That's where I pee, don't touch it."

Xu Ping smiled without saying a word, continuing to gently caress her. Suddenly, he remembered an old joke: It's said that a newlywed couple, during their wedding, were completely clueless about what to do. The groom's father, unable to bear it any longer, blushed and told his son that the sensitive area was the hole. The next day, they found the bed covered in blood; it turned out the silly son had picked his wife's nose until it bled.

Thinking of this, Xu Ping couldn't help but chuckle.

"Brother Xu, what's wrong?" Lan Xiaoxun, having rubbed Xu Ping's crotch for a while, got bored and twisted her body to snuggle into Xu Ping's arms, looking at him curiously.

"I was thinking!" Xu Ping naturally wouldn't voice his lewd thoughts, but nodded and said, "My mother-in-law probably has no idea that her son-in-law is already sharing a bed with her daughter. If she knew, what would she think?"

"You're so annoying!" Lan Xiaoxun let out a long, angry sigh.

Xu Ping laughed, enjoying her coquettishness. Her jade-like body twisted and turned against him, and he could clearly feel the girl rubbing her breasts against his ribs, her two hard little pearls very excited. He knew she liked this feeling but was too embarrassed to say it.

With a flip, Xu Ping pinned her beneath him and began another round of long, wet kisses that almost suffocated Lan Xiaoxun. After the kisses, he began kissing his way down her snow-white neck, all the way to her breasts, continuing to tease her nipples with both his hands and mouth.

Her nipples were covered with a layer of hot saliva, and Lan Xiaoxun murmured softly, her breathing becoming faster and faster. Her body, which had been quiet, was now burning hot from Xu Ping's touch.

"Brother Xu!" Lan Xiaoxun called out softly, confused.

"Xunxun, I love you," Xu Ping said affectionately, then slowly kissed her flat stomach. One hand couldn't resist reaching between her legs to his erogenous zone. He found that the girl seemed truly ignorant about matters of the heart; instead of shyly closing her legs, she opened them slightly to meet his teasing. When he touched her, she was already wet.

"It's so itchy..." Lan Xiaoxun squirmed restlessly, her words becoming weak and fragmented. Although she knew it wasn't right, she couldn't resist Xu Ping's skillful teasing, her body limp and powerless.

Xu Ping teased her slowly, causing her to spasm in waves. She weakly cried out "No," but made no move to resist. Although he couldn't see clearly, he knew her vulva was a beautiful pink, tender like a fresh peach. By now, her lubricating love juice had already covered her crotch, with a few drops even dripping onto the sheets.

"It's time to pluck this beautiful little virgin," Xu Ping chuckled, kneeling between her legs and spreading them wide. He kneaded her breasts with one hand and grasped his penis with the other, rubbing the head against her vulva until it was coated with a layer of lubrication for easier penetration.

"Brother Xu, what...what are you doing..." Lan Xiaoxun helplessly allowed Xu Ping to do as he pleased. The naive girl didn't know that with just a gentle thrust, she would become a woman.

"Ah..." Lan Xiaoxun suddenly felt an overwhelming pleasure, letting out a passionate moan. Her mouth opened slightly, incredulous, her body almost uncontrollably convulsing.

Xu Ping was also puzzled. He reached out and touched her vulva, finding a hard little clitoris, already slightly erect from arousal. Knowing this was the clitoris, a girl's most sensitive spot, he immediately rubbed it a few more times, eliciting intense tremors from her.

Taking advantage of this moment, Xu Ping massaged her clitoris while simultaneously positioning his penis, taking a deep breath, parting her wet and hot labia, and forcefully thrusting inside.

"Brother Xu, what are you doing..." Lan Xiaoxun was immersed in pleasure when she suddenly felt a foreign object being inserted into her lower body, causing a painful, swollen sensation.

Xu Ping was speechless. "I'm fucking you! Your mother didn't even teach you this basic stuff, so don't blame me." He had already inserted the faucet. Seeing her discomfort and the urge to push himself out, he quickly bent down and kissed her sweet lips, softly saying, "Xunxun, Brother Xu is in so much pain. Be a good girl and don't move. It'll feel much better soon."

"In pain?" Lan Xiaoxun frowned slightly, asking in confusion, "Then why are you poking my pee spot?"

"Good girl, Xunxun!" Xu Ping continued kissing her, tempting her, "This way Brother Xu will feel better. It will hurt for a moment, but it will feel better soon. This is a game only lovers can play, understand?"

"I-I understand..." Lan Xiaoxun said somewhat reluctantly, "But it feels so uncomfortable! You're not poking me with your dick down there, are you?"

"Mmm!" Xu Ping nodded, wanting to let her adjust to his intrusion first. He held her head and gave her a long, wet kiss. Taking advantage of her confusion and passion, he slowly wrapped one arm around her waist and thrust his lower body upwards, breaking through the protection of her hymen and penetrating her tender little hole to the very root, even reaching her delicate cervix.

"Ah...it hurts so much..." Lan Xiaoxun was dazed from the kiss and never expected Xu Ping to make his move at this moment. She cried out in pain.

Afraid of disturbing the people outside, Xu Ping quickly kissed her lips, sucking for a while before continuing to caress her small breasts. He felt the elastic contractions of Lan Xiaoxun's vagina, the powerful, wave-like movements that felt very comfortable. Fortunately, the foreplay had been thorough and there was enough lubrication, so her reaction to the pain wasn't too intense.

Lan Xiaoxun whimpered. Although she didn't shed tears, she bit her lower lip and trembled, her little face exceptionally pitiful. Xu Ping continued to caress her clitoris, nipples, and other sensitive areas, his penis still inside her, feeling the tight, warm caresses of her newly deflowered vagina.

Lan Xiaoxun gritted her teeth and endured for a while before her spasms subsided. She finally let out a sigh, looked directly at Xu Ping, and asked with a hint of resentment, "Brother Xu, does this count as having sex?"

Xu Ping nodded, knowing that a young girl would feel some sadness when losing her virginity. He immediately embraced her tightly, saying passionately, "Now you'll be mine forever. When I get back, I'll send someone to Tianjin to propose marriage and bring you home in style."

"But!" Lan Xiaoxun felt a surge of sweetness in her heart. Although her vagina was still a little uncomfortable, she couldn't help but scold him, "You promised me you wouldn't do anything inappropriate, but you consummated the marriage before we were even married! How can I face anyone like this?"

Xu Ping smiled lewdly, kissing her lips again and again, his tone slightly teasing as he said, "I didn't do anything inappropriate. The process was very proper, strictly adhering to the principle of making my precious Xiaoxun comfortable before taking your virginity!"

"You're so annoying..." Lan Xiaoxun blushed instantly, scolding, "You big bad guy! If I had known you were so lewd, I wouldn't have kept you here. You tricked me out of my virginity and you still think it's so reasonable. You bad guy, you scoundrel!"

"Yes, yes, it's my fault!" Xu Ping looked at her with a smile.

Lan Xiaoxun moved her lower body slightly, still feeling a little pain, and frowned, saying, "Brother Xu...we've already consummated our marriage, can you pull it out? It hurts so much!"

This is what consummating marriage means? Xu Ping was so amused he almost wanted to bang his head against the wall, saying with a wry smile, "Baby Xunxun, this doesn't count as consummating our marriage. I still need to make you feel good. Right now you're still in pain, this is just the beginning!"

"I don't want to feel good anymore, let's leave it like this!" Lan Xiaoxun innocently began to twist her hips, trying to expel the invading foreign object from her body.

This girl was so naive it was both funny and exasperating. If it weren't for her genuine ignorance, Xu Ping would have already burst out laughing. He pressed down on her rounded shoulders, inserting his slightly withdrawn penis back in, pressing it tightly against her crotch, submerging the entire penis inside her vagina.

"Ah..." Lan Xiaoxun took a long breath, her moan a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"Baby, don't move." Xu Ping lowered his head, hugged her, and began to kiss her. He slowly began to thrust his penis in and out, enjoying the hot and wet feeling of her tender, youthful flesh inside her vagina, slowly teaching this fifteen-year-old girl what the most wonderful pleasure of humankind was.

"I..." Lan Xiaoxun was about to speak when Xu Ping's lips silenced her. Although she felt a little uncomfortable, for some reason, the slight pain seemed to be accompanied by a strange pleasure.

After thrusting slowly for a while, seeing her tense body gradually relax, Xu Ping picked her up and made her straddle him, facing him. He held her small waist, which was struggling because of shyness, and asked with a grin, "Baby, does it still hurt now?"

"No, it doesn't hurt anymore, it just feels... strange..." Lan Xiaoxun murmured intermittently. Xu Ping's deep thrust caused her body to arch sharply.

The lotus position, resembling Guanyin, was inherently erotic, but as a newly deflowered virgin, she was completely bewildered by it, and utterly ignorant of matters between men and women. Therefore, Xu Ping could only hold her small waist and thrust in and out. Fortunately, Lan Xiaoxun was petite and lithe, making love in this position effortless.

The lotus position lifted her high, allowing Xu Ping to taste her tender breasts while penetrating her, his mouth on her nipples. He increased the speed of his thrusts, causing Lan Xiaoxun to gasp and gasp, unable to speak.

"B-Big brother...Xiaoxun, Xiaoxun needs to pee...Let me go...Quickly..."

After several hundred thrusts, Lan Xiaoxun suddenly cried out, her whole body trembling violently. Afraid of screaming, she quickly bit Xu Ping's shoulder, her small buttocks twisting intensely.

Her small mouth couldn't hurt her at all. Seeing that she was about to experience her first orgasm, Xu Ping quickly grabbed her waist and thrust hard, each stroke reaching her tender cervix. It felt as if there was a suction force swirling around her. After a few thrusts, Lan Xiaoxun's eyes suddenly rolled back, and she bit down even harder.

Her vagina contracted elastically, and her body instantly stiffened, seemingly unable to move. After a few muffled groans like crying, a stream of thick, hot vaginal fluid gushed from her tender uterus, drenching Xu Ping and making him shiver. He was so comfortable he almost moaned along with her.

The first orgasm was so intense, almost unbearable for the inexperienced girl. Lan Xiaoxun breathed a long sigh, her teeth slowly loosening, and her small body went limp in Xu Ping's arms.

Xu Ping held her gently, letting her fully enjoy this first time. He inhaled the warm, intoxicating scent of her breath, which, though tempting, made him quite aroused, but he restrained himself and stopped thrusting.

"Brother Xu..." Lan Xiaoxun, after resting for a long time, finally regained the strength to lift her eyelids. She rested her head on Xu Ping's shoulder and said shyly, "I peed, didn't I? I'm sorry!" Then, she shyly turned her head away, not daring to look at Xu Ping.

The fact that she called her most precious first time "pee" made Xu Ping chuckle. He turned her around and, seeing her shyly lower her head, quickly comforted her, "Baby, that's not pee, that's love fluid after pleasure. You like Brother Xu, that's why you do that, understand?"

Lan Xiaoxun nodded, seemingly understanding, her innocent and adorable eyes full of confusion.

Seeing her flushed face from the climax, yet still innocent and adorable, Xu Ping's penis, still inserted in her vagina, throbbed with excitement. Lan Xiaoxun, still very sensitive after her orgasm, immediately moaned softly at the thrust, her face flushed, and asked, "Brother Xu... is this... is it over?"

Knowing a man isn't truly finished until he ejaculates, Xu Ping immediately shook his head, kissed her sweaty, hot, and adorable face, and coaxed, "It's not over yet. We'll only be truly finished when Brother Xu's penis softens!"

"Then!" Lan Xiaoxun bit her lip, asking shyly, "What's next? I felt so good just now."

Xu Ping's mind raced. He gently lifted her, withdrew his penis, and the sticky love fluid mixed with her virgin blood seemed to instantly fill the air with the scent of desire. Seeing her adorable, bewildered face, Xu Ping immediately seduced her, saying, "Kneel down first!"

"Oh..." Lan Xiaoxun, unsuspecting, immediately knelt down obediently.

"Lie down!" Xu Ping commanded.

Lan Xiaoxun obediently lay down, her small yet firm buttocks immediately sticking out high. Her pink, alluring vulva, capable of driving any man mad, was glistening with love juice, appearing incredibly tempting. She even turned back, asking curiously, "Brother Xu, what are you doing?"

In the dim moonlight, Xu Ping could vaguely see her youthful lower body; her pubic hair had barely grown, and her labia were already engorged with blood, a vibrant pink and tender color that made one want to devour her whole. Yet, she looked at him with such innocent eyes, seemingly unaware of the embarrassment of her exposed vulva. This genuine innocence fueled Xu Ping's lust even more. He

suddenly grabbed her waist, and Lan Xiaoxun gasped as Xu Ping half-carried, half-dragged her to the bedside, making her kneel with her pert buttocks facing him.

Xu Ping got off the bed, took a deep breath, and, holding his penis, began to violate this innocent and adorable girl from behind.

Long Gen rubbed against her sensitive flesh as he slowly entered. Lan Xiaoxun let out a soft moan, arching her back in excitement and murmuring, "Xu...Xu...Big Brother...be gentle..."

Xu Ping knew she had already tasted the wonder of sex, so this time he didn't linger. He thrust all the way in, then began to hold her buttocks, arching his back and penetrating her beautiful, tender little hole again and again.

"Ah..."

"Don't...be too hard..."

"Ugh...Big Brother Xu..."

Amidst Lan Xiaoxun's passionate moans, her flowing long hair swayed wildly with Xu Ping's thrusts, her disheveled appearance incredibly alluring, her passionate expression even more seductive. Yet, her lovely face was so innocent and pure, making Xu Ping's eyes redden with excitement.

Xu Ping pampered the innocent little girl with the "old man pushing a cart" position for a while. Seeing that her legs were so weak she couldn't breathe, he couldn't resist and picked her up, placing her on the table. The cold tabletop made the little girl squirm a few times, but Xu Ping didn't care. He spread her legs wide, placing them on his shoulders, letting her beautiful, upturned buttocks dangle in the air, and continued to thrust into her forcefully.

The battlefield shifted again and again. When Xiao Xun reached her second climax, so comfortable that she lost the ability to think, Xu Ping lifted her up, letting her soft legs wrap around his waist. He kissed her while continuing to thrust into this lovely little beauty in a bear hug.

Lan Xiao Xun moaned and panted. Every thrust in this position hit her slightly tender cervix, causing the little girl, experiencing love for the first time, to let out a series of "ya ya" cries. Overwhelmed by the waves of pleasure, all her restraint was lost. Her delicate moans teased him, making Xu Ping almost go crazy with excitement.

In the midst of their intense, bear-like embrace and thrusting, Lan Xiaoxun reached another climax, collapsing weakly into Xu Ping's arms. Xu Ping, equally excited, lifted her onto the bed and pressed her down hard, no longer showing any tenderness, and began to enjoy the delicate beauty beneath him with all his might, once again sharing a passionate encounter with her in the most traditional position.

Listening to her panting and moaning in rhythm with his thrusts, and playing with her tender breasts swaying up and down with the vigorous movements, Xu Ping groaned, finally unable to hold back any longer, and his entire being poured into her beautiful vagina, powerfully spraying into her womb.

The heat caused Lan Xiaoxun to spasm instantly, her small mouth frantically kissing Xu Ping, her stiff body arching as she softly moaned, experiencing an even more intense fourth climax.

After ejaculating, Xu Ping relaxed completely, pulled her into his arms, and rolled over, panting heavily. Lan Xiaoxun nestled against Xu Ping's chest like a docile kitten, too comfortable to even lift her eyelids, her eyes closed as she breathed softly, enjoying the boundless pleasure of becoming a woman.

They embraced silently, feeling each other's breath and heartbeat, their skin pressed tightly together, sticky sweat covering their naked bodies. Afraid she would catch a cold, Xu Ping quickly pulled the blanket over them and hugged her tighter, his now-softened penis sliding out of her wet body.

Lan Xiaoxun clung tightly to Xu Ping's neck, too overwhelmed by the pleasure of her orgasm to speak, but her arms held on tightly. She knew in her heart that this handsome young man would be with her for life.

Chapter Four: The Battle at Tianfang Mountain

The morning sunlight was always so dazzling; no sweet dream could withstand its brightness and heat. Xu Ping lazily turned over, embracing the soft and petite Lan Xiaoxun in his arms. His large hands habitually kneaded her full, beautiful breasts a few times, then he tightly held her tender body, pulling her forcefully into his embrace.

"Mmm..." Lan Xiaoxun let out an unconscious moan, melodious like a lark's song, her lazy tone incredibly pleasing. The little beauty didn't even open her eyes, immediately complaining childishly, "Stop it! I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep!"

Xu Ping had originally intended to sleep a little longer, but her alluring moan had roused him. Opening his eyes, he saw the lovely little beauty nestled in his arms, her petite and adorable figure resembling a daughter pleading with her father. Her smooth, fair skin and the girl's youthful yet elastic curves—this lazy charm could drive any man mad.

"Xunxun!" Xu Ping's morning erection pressed against her leg. He was about to unleash his beastly desires, but remembering how much he had already tormented the little beauty last night, he suppressed his lust and shook her gently, saying softly, "It's time to get up. I have things to do today!"

Lan Xiaoxun half-opened her eyes, looking at Xu Ping with some displeasure, and pouted, saying, "I don't have anything to do. Brother Xu, if you have something to do, go ahead and do it. I want to sleep." After saying that, she turned over and lazily closed her eyes again.

Xu Ping was immediately amused and exasperated. She was still acting like a child. She had just lost her virginity last night, and in the morning she was too lazy to get out of bed. According to past custom, there should have been a morning kiss and some sweet talk at this time, but this girl was only thinking about sleeping in. She was just too cute.

Seeing how exhausted she was, Xu Ping didn't want to disturb her any longer. He gently covered her with the blanket, tenderly kissed her flushed face, and softly said, "Baby, I'll come back to you after I'm done."

"Mmm!" Lan Xiaoxun lazily responded, and soon soft, steady snoring filled the air.

Xu Ping glanced at the beautiful red flower on the bed, smiled smugly, put on his clothes, and quietly peeked through a crack in the window. After confirming that no one was around, he quietly climbed out.

Just as he landed triumphantly, a very calm female voice reached his ears: "Good morning!"

Xu Ping was startled and turned around to see Leng Yue, dressed in a striking black outfit, leisurely drinking tea in the pavilion, looking at him expressionlessly. The guards and servants in the courtyard had long been dealt with by her; they lay scattered on the ground, all unconscious. In addition, a dozen or so constables from Shuntian Prefecture stood imposingly.

"Greetings, Your Highness!" The group of people knelt down and bowed swiftly.

"Get up." Xu Ping gestured for them to rise, then walked towards Leng Yue, asking suspiciously, "What are you doing here?"

Leng Yue stood up, still expressionless, but took out a secret letter from her bosom and handed it over, respectfully saying, "Leng Yue is here to meet His Highness the Crown Prince on His Majesty's orders."

Damn, is he going to be dragged back now? How did this old man know his route? Xu Ping knew after a moment's thought that it must have been Xiao Yuchen who leaked the information. Her simple-minded brain, after being scared by her father and coaxed by her mother, must have spilled everything. Xu Ping thought dejectedly as he took out the letter and began to read, his brows furrowing deeper with each reading.

Leng Yue looked at Xu Ping and said softly, "I believe His Majesty's intentions are clear, and Your Highness understands as well. Hebei is not a safe place. Please pack your belongings and return with me."

Xu Ping was silent for a moment, then looked at her coldly and said, "Wait until tomorrow. I have important matters to attend to today!"

This time, Leng Yue didn't object, perhaps because Zhu Yunwen had forgotten to specify the exact time. She nodded slightly and said, "In that case, Leng Yue will take her leave first. However, I will secretly follow you. If Your Highness has any orders, please give them!"

After saying that, she waved her hand and led her entourage away in a swagger. Dealing with these ordinary guards and thugs was too easy for them. Looking at the people lying on the ground, Xu Ping smiled helplessly. This girl was really efficient. Judging from this, they probably arrived last night.

After burning the letter, Xu Ping thought for a moment and quietly climbed over the wall.

After meeting up with Chen Daozi, the two went to the edge of the arena. Perhaps because Song Yuanshan had already issued a challenge yesterday, there seemed to be even more people in the open space than yesterday. As soon as Chen Daozi arrived, a lively commotion broke out, and the crowd was huge and very lively.

Song Yuanshan changed into a set of ordinary martial arts clothes, as if nothing had happened yesterday. He sat in a chair and closed his eyes to rest. From his serious attire, it was not difficult to see that he was also very cautious about today's duel.

As soon as the two sat down, Xu Ping immediately felt several suggestive glances coming from the Hundred Flowers Palace. He flirted with them, eliciting laughter from the group of beauties. Gone was their usual icy demeanor; some even boldly waved at Xu Ping, a gesture that made all the men present envious.

Song Yuanshan remained seated in silence. An elder beside him stepped forward knowingly and said to Xu Ping with a serious expression, "I wonder if our friends from Ghost Valley are ready?"

Chen Daozi quickly shook his head, groaned twice, and clutched his stomach, saying with a pained expression, "I ate something wrong last night, and I've had diarrhea all morning. I don't even have the strength to stand. I thought I'd come over once I felt a little better, but who knew it would come back like this!"

Xu Ping chuckled inwardly. The old fox knew how to stall for time, but what a lame excuse! The crowd below burst into laughter at Chen Daozi's comical performance.

The elder was stunned, then gritted his teeth and said, "We can wait a bit."

"Just a moment!" Chen Daozi nodded happily, while pretending to clutch his stomach in pain, looking like he could barely walk, and headed towards the outhouse.

Xu Ping chuckled inwardly. This old fox knew how to act, stalling for time in such a despicable way. By now, the legendary senior brother had probably already infiltrated the Green Robe Sect's headquarters. For the past two nights, Chen Daozi had dared to stay alone without worrying about his safety. Xu Ping had long suspected that someone was protecting him, and that the person protecting him was probably the legendary senior brother, but he just didn't want to see him yet. It seemed they still didn't fully trust him.

Chen Daozi pretended to relieve himself for most of the day. It was almost afternoon, and everyone was getting impatient, especially Song Yuanshan, whose face was darker than Bao Gong's, the veins on his forehead throbbing, his eyes glaring, his murderous aura chilling.

Chen Daozi's legs were numb from squatting, and when he finally returned, he looked like he was about to collapse from exhaustion. He walked unsteadily as if he was about to die at any moment. His already thin body looked light as a feather. Xu Ping even wondered if he could be used as a kite by tying him to a string. The old fox's acting skills were really good.

"Okay, let's begin!" The Qingyi Sect members were gritting their teeth until their gums hurt, glaring angrily at Chen Daozi.

Chen Daozi sat down, trembling all over. He did some calculations with his fingers, but suddenly revealed a happy smile. He turned to Xu Ping and said excitedly, "Junior brother, we got the stuff!" "

What stuff?" Xu Ping was still a little confused, after all, he didn't know what they were trying to do after going through so much trouble.

"Master..."

Liu Shaoqing suddenly ran down the mountain at this moment, his body covered in blood and flesh. One of his arms was broken, leaving only white bones. He scrambled over, his face full of terror.

"Shaoqing, what happened?" Song Yuanshan was shocked and immediately stood up.

Liu Shaoqing was in a sorry state, his face covered in blood. Before even getting close, he coughed up a mouthful of blood mist, panting weakly as he said, "Someone broke into the Sanqing Palace. I don't know what they stole. By the time we discovered it, it was too late. The intruder's martial arts were terrifyingly high. He killed more than ten of our disciples with a single palm strike. Even the hundreds of disciples left on the mountain couldn't defeat him together, but we managed to trap him."

"What?" Song Yuanshan was shocked, his face instantly turning deathly pale. He disregarded his nearly dying disciple and abandoned his duel with Chen Daozi, roaring as he charged up the mountain.

The other Qingyi Sect disciples quickly drew their weapons and nervously followed.

It's not normal for a person not to watch a show, and the crowd below the mountain was buzzing with discussion. Soon, they couldn't resist their curiosity and followed. Xu Ping and Chen Daozi exchanged glances. Seeing the people from Baihua Palace stand up and look at them questioningly, Xu Ping immediately ran over and asked them to send a few disciples to escort Chen Daozi away first.

The scene was now in complete chaos. The Shaolin disciples, who disliked such disputes, turned and left without even glancing at the situation. Yao Lu and the others, however, seemed prepared, and walked towards Xu Ping.

"Master, are you going?" Yao Lu's words were simple and direct, showing no trace of the embarrassment she felt yesterday from being harassed.

The other female disciples chimed in,

"Yes, brother-in-law, are you going or not!"

Some even pleaded,

"Good brother-in-law, let's go see!"

Xu Ping was a little dizzy from their coquettishness, but he still waved his hand and said, "Let's go, we'll go see too!"

"Long live brother-in-law!"

The Hundred Flowers Palace disciples cheered and followed Xu Ping up the mountain, completely ignoring Yao Lu's blushing, glaring gaze.

Upon arriving at the gates of the Green Robe Sect, they found the area already packed with onlookers. Layer upon layer of people blocked the entrance, making it impossible to get in. Xu Ping gritted his teeth and leaped onto the roof. The scene inside left him speechless with shock.

Hundreds of Green Robe Sect disciples brandished their swords, their faces pale with fear, their legs trembling. They huddled together, none daring to take a step forward. In the very center of the courtyard, a middle-aged man with a cold, stern face, like a demon from hell, stared at them with murderous intent. Blood and corpses were everywhere, yet he remained untouched by a single drop. His mere presence exuded a terrifying aura that sent chills down the spines of everyone who saw him.

Yao Lu and her group numbered over three hundred disciples. Relying on the reputation of the Hundred Flowers Palace, they had squeezed to the front, only to be stunned by the scene before them. The air seemed thick with an indescribable stench of blood, and the god of death, seemingly single-handedly fighting against a thousand, appeared utterly disdainful of everyone, showing no panic despite being surrounded. Instead, his face was defiant and terrifying.

Song Yuanshan stepped forward and was shocked to see over a hundred disciples, some dead, some wounded. His own disciples had suffered heavy casualties, yet the newcomer was unscathed—a feat even he couldn't achieve. Looking closer at the arrogant god of death in the center, that cold yet familiar face, cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Ah..." One of the elders, upon recognizing the God of Slaughter's face, turned deathly pale and stammered, "Blood Hand Demon Lord!"

"Blood Hand Demon Lord" Lü Zhenfeng, one of the Three Heavenly Masters, whose origins and martial arts skills were unknown, acted on a whim, sometimes righteous, sometimes wicked. Although he had long been absent from the martial world, the title of Demon Lord was not to be underestimated. He had never been defeated in his life; even his battle with Lin Yuan was a draw, with Lin Yuan later claiming it was only by chance.

Therefore, the elder's words caused many to gasp. How could this old monster, who had been out of the public eye for over thirty years, suddenly appear here?

Lü Zhenfeng glanced at them contemptuously, coldly snorting, "Fight or not? If not, get out."

"Senior Lü!" Song Yuanshan swallowed hard, his legs trembling slightly. But as the leader of a sect, he quickly stepped forward and respectfully asked, "May I ask what brings you to our sect, Senior? If there is anything you desire, simply say the word, and I will offer it to you without hesitation. Why make such a fuss?"

Lü Zhenfeng glanced at him, thought for a moment, and then said, "Oh, Song Yuanshan, you were just a child back then! I never imagined you'd be the leader of a sect now. I'm getting old; I wouldn't even remember you if you hadn't shown up!" Song Yuanshan's

face twitched. He was displeased by Lü's contempt, but dared not be disrespectful. He remained respectful and said, "Senior, I was just lucky! My master often speaks of you, but unfortunately, he was out when you came to visit. What bad luck!"

Song Yuanshan's actions were intended to use Lin Yuan to put him in his place. However, if Lü Zhenfeng were truly so easy to talk to, he wouldn't have the nickname "Blood Hand Demon Lord." He curled his lip and muttered, "I'm not here to find that old geezer. Are you going to let me pass or not? If not, then come and fight! Why all this nonsense?"

Although the Green Robe Sect had three thousand disciples, many had been lured south by Xu Ping, and most were still traveling. At this moment, the sect only had about a thousand men left. Surrounded by these thousand men, Lü Zhenfeng remained calm and even uttered arrogant words. Xu Ping couldn't help but admire him. The demeanor of these three peerless masters was truly extraordinary. They had been famous in the martial world for decades, and when they stood before him, no one dared to utter a sound. They were truly awe-inspiring.

Song Yuanshan was also in a dilemma, but he gritted his teeth and asked, "I wonder what you have taken, senior? If it is not a treasure of our sect, I would naturally not dare to make things difficult for you and would respectfully escort you down the mountain."

Lü Zhenfeng sneered, "Alright, you've always loved sweet talk. I'll tell you directly, I took the four grass map diagrams from the Ghost Valley Tomb, the two of which are in your hands!"

Song Yuanshan's prediction was correct. Upon hearing that he had taken everything, his face immediately turned cold. He looked at the thousand disciples around him and felt somewhat confident. He stepped forward and said, "Senior, this is the culmination of our sect's decades of research. If you take it, I will have no way to explain myself when Master returns. Please do not make things difficult for me."

Seeing this, the disciples of the Green Robe Sect immediately pointed their swords at Lü Zhenfeng in unison.

"I really do want to make things difficult for you." Lü Zhenfeng seemed a little impatient and actually made the first move. His eyes turned cold, and he suddenly rushed towards him.

"Protect the Sect Leader!" Though terrified, the disciples immediately rushed forward.

Lü Zhenfeng's speed was astonishing, so fast that only afterimages could be seen, his true form invisible. With a wave of his hands, an invisible golden light seemed to emerge around him, protecting him while also striking those who dared to attack. A dozen disciples, touched by the golden light, were sent flying, covered in blood, without even a chance to react.

"Let's see what your master taught you!" Lü Zhenfeng roared, already in front of Song Yuanshan, his claw aimed at his face. He covered the distance of several dozen meters in the blink of an eye, while the Qingyi Sect disciples who had been blasted away by his true energy hadn't even landed yet.

Song Yuanshan was terrified and hurriedly retreated several steps. Seeing the situation was dire, the two elders beside him also shouted and tried to use their mid-level Earth Rank cultivation to slightly block Lü Zhenfeng's astonishingly powerful attack.

But their efforts were futile, like throwing eggs against a rock. How could Lü Zhenfeng possibly take such feeble strength seriously? He simply drew circles with both hands and waved them, a faint golden light mingling with crimson blood, forcefully repelling their true energy. The two elders groaned and coughed up blood, being tossed more than ten feet into the air. When they fell, they were lifeless corpses. The blood mist that dissipated in the sky resembled dark clouds, turning everyone's faces pale.

Two mid-level Earth-rank experts were killed in a single exchange. Just how powerful had the Blood Hand Demon Lord, who had already established himself as a Heaven-rank expert thirty years ago, become?

"Surround him!" Song Yuanshan was terrified, his face covered in cold sweat. Even with a thousand disciples behind him, facing such a killing god, escaping was the most important thing! For the mighty number one sect in the world to fear one person was a humiliating disgrace.

"Those who block my way shall die!" Lü Zhenfeng charged towards Song Yuanshan with an aura of "kill gods and Buddhas alike," almost ignoring the other disciples' attempts to stop him. Wherever his golden light passed, only screams and lingering blood mist remained in the air.

The seven disciples unleashed the Seven Kill Sword Formation to attack him, but they couldn't even withstand a single blow. Lü Zhenfeng simply waved his hand, and the powerful release of his true energy sent them flying out of the circle.

Song Yuanshan fled in a sorry state. Even with so many disciples present, none dared to fight him together. Lü Zhenfeng relentlessly pursued him, but the Qingyi Sect disciples were simply too numerous; killing them seemed endless. This ant-like approach to an elephant was a real headache.

A whirlwind of blood swept through the crowd, sending another wave of Qingyi Sect disciples flying. Lü Zhenfeng's face hardened, and

he glared at the still-stunned Xu Ping, shouting, "How long are you going to stand there, you brat?" Xu Ping, jolted back to his senses, was utterly shocked. Lü Zhenfeng's strength was terrifying; he could single-handedly withstand a thousand men's encirclement, and with the composure of slaughtering livestock. However, if this continued, he too would eventually run out of energy. If he could take advantage of this moment to destroy the Qingyi Sect and kill Song Yuanshan, it would be like cutting off one of Ji Long's hands. Xu Ping's mind raced. With a powerful killing god like Lü Zhenfeng and three hundred Hundred Flowers Palace disciples behind him, it was indeed the perfect time to act.

Looking at the fleeing Song Yuanshan, Xu Ping shouted and jumped down: "Senior brother, kill him!"

The onlookers were dumbfounded, never expecting the Ghost Valley Sect to be in cahoots with the Blood Hand Demon Lord. Xu Ping's jump was followed by the three hundred disciples of the Hundred Flowers Palace. The participation of the Hundred Flowers Palace in the battle was even more shocking. It should be noted that although the Hundred Flowers Palace was strong, it had always disdained to participate in the struggles of the martial arts world. It was truly rare to see them participating in such a great battle!

Yao Lujiao shouted, and the silk threads on her body shot out like piercing sunlight. The other disciples also drew their threads and attacked, the sudden assault instantly shattering the Qingyi Sect's formation. The Qingyi Sect disciples snapped back to reality and immediately retaliated with their swords, turning the arena into a chaotic melee.

"Nonsense!"

With the Hundred Flowers Palace's forceful intervention, Lü Zhenfeng was finally freed from the Qingyi Sect disciples' entanglement. He glared at Xu Ping, then leaped lightly to chase after Song Yuanshan.

"Hah!" Xu Ping, his face filled with rage, seemed to be drawn by him. His true energy exploded, instantly filling every part of his body. For a moment, his body was harder than steel. He charged into the crowd like a hungry wolf among sheep, slaughtering the unsuspecting Qingyi Sect members who screamed in agony.

The disciples of the Hundred Flowers Palace remained relatively calm. After the sneak attack, they huddled together in groups of three or four, their silken threads moving like ghosts, claiming life after life. They suffered almost no casualties, and their attack wasn't as brute force as Xu Ping's. The three hundred-plus disciples split up, then grouped together to fight, their silken threads serving

both offense and defense with remarkable skill. The Green Robe Sect's headquarters was engulfed in a deafening roar of battle. The various martial arts factions attending the conference hadn't expected such a turn of events! The mighty number one sect in the world was being so thoroughly humiliated at its headquarters; everyone was stunned. Some who had grudges against the Green Robe Sect, usually hesitant to act out of respect for their power, seized the opportunity and joined the fray.

Such chaos was perfect for settling scores; those with grudges immediately began fighting amongst themselves, while those who didn't want to get involved and those afraid of death fled in panic.

The chaotic battle on the mountain, involving over two thousand people, was incredibly intense, with screams echoing every second. Inspired by Lü Zhenfeng's formidable strength, Xu Ping unleashed his already superior Battle Dragon Technique to its fullest extent, carving a bloody path with his surging true energy and pursuing Song Yuanshan towards the back mountain where he had fled.

At this moment, Leng Yue arrived with over a hundred constables. Upon seeing the scene before her, she immediately felt a headache coming on. She hadn't expected such a commotion; this Crown Prince was truly a handful. However, duty called, and she immediately ordered her strongest men to aid the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Palace, while she herself, relying on her exquisite swordsmanship and graceful lightness skill, fought her way through the chaotic crowd while searching for Xu Ping's figure.

Song Yuanshan led several elders in a hasty escape to the back mountain. None of them had expected the once-powerful Qingyi Sect to be so utterly routed. As they ran, they kept glancing back in panic, when suddenly a black figure appeared in their sight. Seeing Lü Zhenfeng chasing after them, they all turned pale with fright.

They were already at the edge of a cliff, with nowhere to escape or retreat. Left with no other choice, Song Yuanshan led five elders in a desperate fight, charging towards Lü Zhenfeng. Lü Zhenfeng roared, his true energy surging once more, and he charged towards them, swinging his arms.

Song Yuanshan's scalp tingled at this power. His initial attack was that of a mid-stage Heavenly Rank cultivator, but at this moment, he seemed so insignificant before Lü Zhenfeng. The five Earthly Rank elders, attacking together, could only manage a stalemate with Lü Zhenfeng. For a moment, the battle created flying dust and a deafening roar.

The power of a Heavenly Rank elder already allowed him to project his true energy outwards. Song Yuanshan cunningly remained outside the battle circle, watching the five elders besiege Lü Zhenfeng while he occasionally unleashed a cold sword strike, furtively searching for an escape opportunity.

No matter how fiercely the five resisted, they were no match for Lü Zhenfeng. Lü Zhenfeng merely paused for a moment, and after a merciless slaughter, only their corpses remained on the ground. The five Earth Rank elders had been killed so quickly. He had thought they could hold out for a while, giving him time to escape, but seeing their convulsing bodies, Song Yuanshan was utterly terrified.

Lü Zhenfeng stopped, coldly staring at Song Yuanshan, and said expressionlessly, "Only you are left. Come on!"

Song Yuanshan hadn't expected to end up like this. From the very first exchange, he knew he was no match for Lü Zhenfeng. Running was impossible, and resistance was certain death. His legs began to tremble, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he was too shocked to speak.

Lu Zhenfeng grinned menacingly and walked towards him step by step.

Song Yuanshan retreated step by step, feeling as if each step was trampling on his heart, each step heavy and suffocating. He was at the edge of the cliff, with nowhere to retreat, and below was a bottomless valley. It was truly a dead end.

"Senior Brother!" Xu Ping caught up at this moment, feeling a surge of smugness at Song Yuanshan's disheveled appearance.

"You little brat!" A smile finally appeared on Lu Zhenfeng's menacing face: "So reckless, I really don't know how you'll rule the world in the future."

Song Yuanshan was already terrified and hadn't heard their conversation at all. When he saw Xu Ping call Lu Zhenfeng "Senior Brother," he thought that this time it was really over. He didn't expect that this Blood Hand Demon Lord was actually a member of the Ghost Valley Sect. No wonder he was so ruthless. For a treasure whose existence was still unknown, he had destroyed the Qingyi Sect's century-old foundation. It was truly unacceptable.

"Who dares to disturb us!"

At this moment, a whistling sound, like a celestial voice, echoed from the valley. Though calm, it carried an astonishing pressure. Xu Ping suddenly felt breathless, as if a thousand-pound weight was pressing on his heart. The other party's casual whistle carried boundless pressure, making it extremely uncomfortable.

"Master!" Upon hearing this voice, Song Yuanshan was overjoyed.

Lü Zhenfeng frowned, took a deep breath, and shouted, "Old ghost, now that you're here, stop hiding and come out!" With that, his face turned cold, and he roared before swinging his fist. A surge of golden true energy blasted down into the valley, causing sand and stones to fly and tumble down. Even a boulder over ten meters long couldn't withstand the blow and shattered. The immense power was terrifying.

"You're still so arrogant!" A long sigh echoed from the valley, and a small cave emerged from behind a rock. From within walked an old man with white hair and a youthful face, exuding an air of otherworldly grace. Though thin, he emanated boundless power. The old man looked at the situation above with some confusion, seemingly unable to understand what had happened.

"Master!" Song Yuanshan quickly knelt down, crying and wailing, "Please come out! Our Qingyi Sect has been destroyed by them! Hundreds of disciples are dead or injured, and the sect is about to be wiped out!"

The old man frowned, put his hands behind his back, and without making any movement, his body mysteriously rose from the ground and floated towards them.

Seeing Lin Yuanshan stepping into the void, Xu Ping's scalp tingled. He hadn't expected that the legendary Lin Yuan had actually reached the Saint-level. He couldn't even handle Song Yuanshan, let alone this monster. If this monster really got angry, his life would be over.

Lü Zhenfeng snorted disdainfully, and like him, his body floated lightly in mid-air, the two facing each other in a void-stepping confrontation. This scene stunned not only Xu Ping but even Song Yuanshan, who was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

What was even more surprising was Lin Yuan's sudden appearance. He claimed to be living in seclusion, yet he had been hiding in the back mountains for thirty years without a single disciple discovering him. Thirty years of arduous cultivation—who knew how high his cultivation level would be?

Lin Yuan chuckled and sized up Lü Zhenfeng, smiling gently, "Demon Lord, thirty years have passed, and you remain as impressive as ever. To have reached the Saint-level realm in such a short time—congratulations!"

Lü Zhenfeng frowned, but still politely replied, "You're no simpleton either. I thought I was the only one among the Three Heavenly Masters to have broken through to the Saint-level realm, but I didn't expect you, old ghost, hiding in this godforsaken place, to have also broken through. Truly remarkable."

From this exchange, it was clear that the two were now evenly matched, but Lü Zhenfeng was undoubtedly exhausted after the fierce battle. Could he handle a well-rested Lin Yuan? Xu Ping couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. If they fought, the outcome was uncertain. And with Song Yuanshan present, even in his weakened state, he was still a Heavenly Master. Xu Ping was in danger.

Lin Yuan paused for a moment, then rose slightly, surveying the carnage and bloodshed within the sect. He frowned and asked, "Demon Lord, although we have no prior relationship, I don't think I've offended you. Why make things difficult for these juniors?"

Lü Zhenfeng chuckled contemptuously, "Old ghost, your disciple stole our Ghost Valley's map and even dared to dig up our master's grave. Do you think I've gone too far?"

Lin Yuan frowned, coldly addressing Song Yuanshan, who was kneeling on the ground, "Yuanshan, is what the Demon Lord said true? Tell me the truth."

"Yes! But he took the item back." Song Yuanshan replied tremulously, having initially intended to play a trick, but the overwhelming power of the two men prevented him from doing so.

Xu Ping's situation wasn't much better. The release of the two old monsters' true energy felt like a thousand-pound weight pressing down on him, making him extremely uncomfortable. The surrounding air seemed to be filled with immense pressure, forcing one to strain their inner energy to resist. Speaking a single word was impossible; even breathing was extremely difficult.

Lin Yuan frowned and turned to Lü Zhenfeng, saying, "Demon Lord, if that's the case, why go on a killing spree and bother with these children?"

Lü Zhenfeng's face was cold: "He attacked first. I didn't intend to kill so many, but someone overestimated themselves. You wouldn't expect me to hide, would you? Old Ghost, you've known me for a while now, is it really necessary to ask such a question?"

Lin Yuan glanced at the still-raging main altar and sighed deeply: "Forget it. We've long since distanced ourselves from the mortal world. Why bother with such matters of fame and fortune? The disciples have their own ways." "Fate is beyond our control!"

Upon hearing this, Song Yuanshan was so frightened he almost lost control of his bladder, while Lü Zhenfeng burst into laughter: "Old ghost, you're quite open-minded!"

Lin Yuan shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Demon Lord, a battle between us seems unnecessary, but I cannot stand by and watch you slaughter my disciples and descendants. I would like to take the liberty of inviting you for a drink, to reminisce about the past. Let worldly matters be. What do you think?"

Lü Zhenfeng was stunned for a moment, then looked at Lin Yuan's increasingly serious face, and knew that this was the limit of his tolerance. At this point, he didn't want to cause any more trouble. If he went with him, he would no longer concern himself with the affairs of the Green Robe Sect. If he didn't go, it would naturally be a fierce battle. He had already used up half of his true energy, and in a situation where the strength was evenly matched, he certainly wouldn't have the upper hand. If they fought, they might perish together, or he might even lose.

Lü Zhenfeng understood this, and Xu Ping was naturally not confused either. Even if a fight broke out, Lü Zhenfeng would be entangled and unable to protect himself. "Since that's the case, why take the risk?" After hesitating for a moment, Xu Ping gritted his teeth and said, "Senior brother, if Senior Lin is in such

a good mood, you should go with him!" Lü Zhenfeng was stunned, looking at Xu Ping with concern, then weighing the situation before him, and finally could only sigh helplessly, earnestly instructing, "Junior brother, be careful." "This

is a matter for the worldly, a matter for the worldly!" Lin Yuan smiled and waved his hand, "Demon Lord, please!"

"Please!" Lü Zhenfeng had no choice but to follow him.

As soon as the two figures disappeared, the heavy air around them seemed to lighten instantly. Xu Ping and Song Yuanshan both let out a long sigh, their bodies went limp, and they slumped down, looking at each other with fear and dread in each other's eyes. Such terrifying power was horrifying even to imagine, let alone witness it firsthand; this feeling would likely become a lifelong shadow.

Hearing the sounds of battle raging on the mountain and seeing the five elders lying lifeless on the ground, Song Yuanshan gritted his teeth and stood up, his face contorted with rage as he glared at Xu Ping. He said through gritted teeth, "You've ruined my grand plan, destroyed the situation I've painstakingly built over twenty years! I'll tear you apart!"

With the two old monsters absent, his anger intensified, unleashing the overwhelming pressure of a Heavenly Rank expert. But Xu Ping couldn't just sit and wait to die. He quickly stood up, watching him warily, inwardly groaning: could he really withstand a Heavenly Rank expert?

"Die!" Song Yuanshan roared, charging forward with a furious expression, his powerful punch aimed straight for Xu Ping's chest.

Xu Ping quickly assumed a defensive stance, blocking the punch. His chest felt like it was being struck by a hammer, and the bones in his hands throbbed with pain. He was forced back several steps.

Just as Song Yuanshan was about to attack again, he keenly heard a crisp sound of air being cut. He dodged to the right, and a sharp sword aura cleaved the ground, leaving a thin crack.

Leng Yue descended from the sky, warily protecting Xu Ping. She looked at Song Yuanshan without fear and turned back to ask, "Master, are you alright?"

"Nonsense!" Xu Ping shook his hand vigorously, wondering if his hand bones were broken.

Although Leng Yue was expressionless, it was impossible for her not to be nervous in front of a master like Song Yuanshan. Even though she still had an icy expression, Xu Ping could clearly see that her forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

"You're courting death!" Song Yuanshan snorted coldly and charged towards the two of them, clearly not taking them seriously.

Leng Yue shouted and charged forward, brandishing her sword. Without turning her head, she said, "Master, you run first!"

Run? What's the point? How many moves can you withstand? Running away will definitely lead to him catching up. It's better to fight for a chance. Xu Ping cursed under his breath, roared, and swung his fists, charging forward alongside her.

Song Yuanshan hadn't expected such fierce resistance and was caught off guard. Xu Ping was relentlessly attacking without defending, while Leng Yue's swordsmanship was cunning and sharp, each move targeting his vitals. Her superb lightness skill added to her agility, and combined with Xu Ping's relentless attacks, the fight became a stalemate.

Despite the vast difference in strength, Song Yuanshan quickly regained his composure and began to fight the two with ease, soon forcing them to retreat. Relying on his superior skills, he pushed them back to the edge of the cliff.

Song Yuanshan suddenly stopped, sneering, "You two are quite tenacious. I didn't expect you to hold out for so long!"

"Enough nonsense!" Leng Yue, not one for words, shouted, her sword flashing towards him.

Song Yuanshan's expression turned cold. He dodged the sword and his right hand formed a claw, aiming straight for her throat. "

Damn it, this impulsive girl! We could have stalled for a while, but Leng Yue was provoked into making a rash move. Isn't she courting death?" Xu Ping cursed inwardly. Seeing Leng Yue about to die, he didn't care and rushed forward to shield her.

The two stood face to face. Looking at Xu Ping's reproachful yet concerned eyes, Leng Yue was stunned.

It felt as if his back had been slammed by a running elephant. Xu Ping felt as if his internal organs were about to shift. His heart throbbed with pain, and a mouthful of blood gushed from his throat, spraying directly onto Leng Yue's face.

Song Yuanshan's prepared claw strike was incredibly powerful. Xu Ping's back was immediately torn open, a bloody mess. Struck by this immense force, Xu Ping's body was propelled forward, and amidst Leng Yue's screams, he and she fell off the cliff together.

The howling wind and scenes flashed by like a replay of past and present lives. The surrounding scenery blurred, the speed of the fall too fast to react, and the screams of two people echoed through the valley.

Song Yuanshan stood on the cliff, watching the two figures disappear into the valley below, leaving only sharp echoes, and smiled sinisterly. Falling from such a height, even a god wouldn't survive. Reassured, he turned around, thinking of his slaughtered disciples, clenched his fists, and hurried back to the main altar to help.

At this time, the Qingyi Sect's main altar was already covered in blood. The appearance of the Blood Hand Demon Lord had disrupted their morale, and with Song Yuanshan absent, the Qingyi Sect was in disarray, fighting in groups, with more than five hundred dead or wounded.

"Drink!" Song Yuanshan roared, bursting forth and striking a constable mid-air with a palm strike. Before the constable could react, he coughed up blood and flew straight away.

"Master!"

"Master!"

The Green Robe Sect members were overjoyed to see Song Yuanshan return, as if they had received a reassurance. They had been rendered powerless to resist before, but now they became incredibly brave, turning the tide of the battle in an instant.

Song Yuanshan also charged into the crowd, unleashing a massacre reminiscent of Lü Zhenfeng at the beginning. Every move he made displayed the demeanor of a powerful figure, causing panic among the crowd. The Hundred Flowers Palace members also began to retreat steadily. Upon seeing Song Yuanshan's return, they were immediately terrified, fighting and retreating while holding their ground. In the end, they managed to escape, leaving behind more than thirty corpses. The constables, not daring to leave without Leng Yue and Xu Ping, stayed at the gate to cover their retreat, and were all killed.

This battle was a bloodbath, with corpses strewn everywhere. Watching the enemy flee in disarray, wounded and defeated, Song Yuanshan felt no joy. Eight of his ten elders were dead, and only two hundred of his thousand disciples remained, while the enemy had lost just over a hundred. What difference was there between victory and defeat?

Yao Lu, clutching her wound, hurriedly led the remaining disciples towards the capital. The thought of Xu Ping's unknown whereabouts filled her with unease; she mounted her horse and galloped towards the capital without even tending to her wound.

Tianfang Mountain, once filled with the smoke of battle and the shouts of killing, was now eerily silent. Although Song Yuanshan was unwilling to give up, preserving this foundation was already a great achievement. If he pursued further, he feared his remaining disciples would also perish. He could only watch helplessly as the people of Baihua Palace escaped.

Hebei was very close to the capital, and news of the battle at Tianfang Mountain reached Zhu Yunwen the very next day through a secret intelligence network. Upon hearing that his son's fate was unknown and his whereabouts were uncertain, Zhu Yunwen was enraged. With a single order, ten thousand imperial guards marched towards Tianfang Mountain, accompanied by three reclusive, top-tier martial arts masters. The officials, not daring to provoke him, shouted vows to raze Tianfang Mountain to the ground, to tear Song Yuanshan to pieces, and to exterminate all the remaining members of the Green Robe Sect to vent their hatred.

Ji Long, though heartbroken, could not say anything at this moment. Furthermore, Xu Ping was likely already dead; exchanging the Green Robe Sect for the extinction of the imperial family was a win by any measure. While he shared the indignation with the officials, he was secretly laughing to himself.

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