[Wuxia] First Travel to The Condor Heroes, Then to the Tang Dynasty (Complete) - 19

Chapter 155: The Body of the Yin Empress, Died in a Single Day After Fifty Years.

"Come with me. Perhaps I can help you raise the Heavenly Demon Great Art to the eighteenth level. You know, I'm probably the only one in the whole world who can do it. Isn't this your lifelong wish? If your master in the afterlife knew that you achieved the eighteenth level after his death, he could smile with satisfaction." Yang Liming slowly pressed the panicked Zhu Yuyan, who had nowhere to escape, down onto his body, saying this with a mouthful of sweet words. He didn't care what methods he used to deceive women. Some women need to be physically restrained first, and then their hearts. For example, a woman like the Yin Empress who had completely closed her heart to men. Only by having a sexual relationship with her could her heart be opened again. "The eighteenth level of the Heavenly Demon Great Art?" Zhu Yuyan was indeed very concerned about this. She even stopped struggling. "Nonsense, you're lying to me. This is impossible." Zhu Yuyan was stunned for a moment, and then struggled with all her might. But her body was seriously injured. No matter how much she struggled. She couldn't muster much strength either. "Stop. Haha. So, Yu Yan, if possible, you'd be willing to engage in dual cultivation?" Yang Liming laughed as he lay on Zhu Yu Yan's soft body. "That won't do. I can be your grandmother now," Zhu Yu Yan said. "Don't keep bringing this up, okay? I know you're older than me, but age means absolutely nothing to me." "Ah! What are you doing? Get away! You little brat!" Zhu Yu Yan suddenly jumped up like a startled cat, her little buttocks arching violently as she tried to avoid Yang Liming's penis. It turned out that while the two were talking, Yang Liming's already swollen member had been making piston-like movements between Zhu Yu Yan's long, smooth buttocks, all through a thin layer of pants. Martial arts masters never wear thick clothes because they are already immune to heat and cold. “Yu Yan, you can’t escape. I said I would help you reach the eighteenth level of the Heavenly Demon Technique, and I will. It’s just that you probably won’t like the method I’m using right now. Hahaha.” Yang Liming grabbed Yin Hou’s two jade hands and pressed them against the sides of their owner’s head, preventing them from moving. Then he said, “Wait a minute. Stop! Be gentle. I haven’t had sex with a man for almost fifty years.” Just as Yang Liming’s big mouth was about to engulf hers, Zhu Yu Yan suddenly sighed resignedly. “You agree! Uh…” Yang Liming said in utter surprise. He had thought he would have to use his Burning Body True Qi and force himself on her. He hadn’t expected that Zhu Yu Yan, who had been refusing, would suddenly agree without warning. She glared fiercely at Yang Liming, who was so close to her. "Boy. Did I have a choice? I never thought you'd actually dare to do this to me. If you didn't know who I am, that would be one thing. But you do. I just hope what you said about raising my Heavenly Demon Technique to the eighteenth level is true. Otherwise, after you're done with me, you'd better kill me immediately. Otherwise, once I recover, I'll wash away the humiliation of my Yin Empress even if it means mutual destruction." "I've cultivated the Emperor's Inner Classic. You should know that this is the most perfect dual cultivation method. Raising you to the eighteenth level of the Heavenly Demon Technique isn't impossible." Yang Liming said while undressing Zhu Yuyan.
His huge penis wasn't idle either. It moved back and forth between the two tender lips of her Yin Empress's vagina through her pants. This time, Zhu Yuyan didn't refuse Yang Liming's thrusting. She just trembled slightly from time to time. "You audacious brat, I never thought that I, Yin Empress Zhu Yuyan, would lose my reputation in my later years."
Zhu Yuyan saw that all of Hou Liming's coverings had been removed. She smiled bitterly, closed her eyes, and said calmly. Judging from her occasional tremors of perfection, it was clear that her inner world was far from calm, unlike her composed expression. Yang Liming surveyed the woman lying beneath him; her skin was smooth and delicate, almost translucent, so beautiful it seemed to drip with moisture. Her flushed face was alluring, her curves exquisite, and her large, high breasts, with their bright red nipples, were incredibly tempting. Her lower abdomen was adorned with a captivating navel, and below that, lush grass, a veritable paradise—a stream flowing at the entrance.
"So beautiful! The Empress is indeed the Empress. No wonder she's Wanwan's master. If we're talking about attraction to men, Zhu Yuyan is probably even stronger than Wanwan. Because she possesses a more mature beauty and a more alluring charm." As Yang Liming thought this, the enormous beast between his legs almost threatened to self-destruct, urging him to hurry and enter the flower beneath the jade-like woman. "You...have you looked enough?" Even with her eyes closed, Zhu Yuyan could clearly feel the man's burning gaze sweeping over her completely exposed body. When had the dignified Empress Yin ever been looked at like this by a man? A wave of shame washed over her, and her body flushed. "It's not my fault. Yuyan's body is just too beautiful," Yang Liming said, somewhat infatuated, stroking her slender, smooth waist. Even after giving birth to a daughter, she was still so shapely. The Heavenly Demon Technique is truly amazing! He must obtain the Heavenly Demon Technique and the Cihang Jingzhai Sword Manual in the future. These are martial arts secrets for creating stunning beauties. He'd practice them with every wife. "Ah! Boy, what are you sending into my body?" Zhu Yuyan suddenly moaned softly, her tightly closed eyes opening. She felt streams of true energy flowing from Yang Liming's large hand, coursing through her meridians, constantly affecting every blood vessel and every sensitive spot in her body. It was overwhelming. An unprecedented flow coursed through her entire body. "This is the Burning Body True Qi. Give Yu Yan a little stimulation." Yang Liming laughed, watching the fluids flowing like a flood from the two beautiful, alluring mounds between Zhu Yu Yan's legs. "You...you little rascal! I already agreed—and you're still playing with me. It's so uncomfortable. Don't wait any longer. Hurry up and get on me!" Yin Hou felt an unbearable, endless itching in her body. She cried out in exasperation, her eyes brimming with tears of grievance. This kind of torment was too unbearable. "Yes, sir. So Yu Yan doesn't seem to be any different when she wants a man. Hahaha..." Yang Liming had been unable to hold back for a long time. He just wanted to see the dignified Yin Hou in her lustful state. He had been enduring the protests of his little brother without touching her. He sealed Zhu Yu Yan's cherry lips with his large mouth. Her clear tongue was chased and entwined by Yang Liming's large tongue, their sweet saliva flowing freely. The two kissed passionately, their lips meeting in a passionate embrace, sucking, licking, and holding each other's saliva, as if the saliva in each other's mouths contained their intimate love. After a long, lingering entanglement, they held each other tightly, their bodies entwined by Zhu Yuyan's burning inner energy. Occasionally, they would rub against each other in discomfort. Patches of moisture clung to their bodies with the friction…
Then, Yang Liming released Zhu Yuyan's small mouth, rolled over, and straddled her, parting her two snow-white thighs. He buried his head in her mouth, taking the delicate, pinkish-white "little fleshy opening" between the beautiful woman's legs into his mouth, frantically sucking and swallowing the semen flowing from her body.
Seeing him buried in her lower abdomen, Zhu Yuyan's blush deepened, her heart filled with immense shyness. At this moment, he lewdly sucked and licked her wet vaginal opening, causing the stunningly beautiful woman to blush with shyness, her face flushing crimson.
After swallowing the love fluid, he then began to lick wildly between Zhu Yuyan's legs, his tongue wickedly sucking at the smooth, tender pink labia of her lower body, swirling and gently rubbing and licking her labia majora, labia minora, and vaginal opening…
A moment later, he took Zhu Yuyan's small, adorable, tender clitoris into his mouth, entwining and gently biting it… A moment later, he wildly licked Zhu Yuyan's incredibly soft, snow-white, slightly protruding mons pubis and the fine, curled pubic hair… A moment later, his tongue slid into her rosy, tender, wet vulva…
Although she was nearly eighty years old, the stunningly beautiful Zhu Yuyan had very little sexual experience. How could she withstand such provocation? Her beautiful face flushed red, and she tightly closed her eyes, too shy to move. Her long, slender, snow-white legs trembled and clenched together, whether from embarrassment or from being unable to bear his lewd teasing and flirting.
After Yang Liming had his fill of the Yin Queen's flesh cave, he turned around, lowered his head, and swallowed Zhu Yuyan's right breast into his mouth, kissing and sucking it skillfully and passionately. Zhu Yuyan immediately felt an indescribable, soul-stirring sensation surge through her heart and spread throughout her body. Her exquisite, curvaceous, mature, and beautiful breasts trembled with pleasure. Already on the verge of madness, she became even more rampant. Her little buttocks kept thrusting, trying to ram against Yang Liming's penis, but she never succeeded. "Waaah...you brat. If you dare to torture me again, I, the Yin Queen, will fight you to the death. Come in now. What...this damned...true qi...it's killing me..." Zhu Yuyan cried out. "Haha, your tolerance for the Burning Body True Qi is not as strong as your disciple Wanwan!" Yang Liming said. Although he knew that Zhu Yuyan's performance was even worse than Wanwan's. The main reason was that Zhu Yuyan was seriously injured and unable to use her internal energy to resist, and also because his martial arts had greatly improved. "What! Could it be that you... ah..." Upon hearing that Wanwan had also been affected by the Burning Body True Qi, Zhu Yuyan suddenly trembled. Even her constantly thrusting buttocks slightly stopped. Unexpectedly, at the very moment she stopped taking, Yang Liming thrust his hot, thick penis forward. He accurately parted her beautiful entrance and entered the depths of her vagina. He went in all the way. "Ah..." Zhu Yuyan let out a painful scream, just like a virgin being deflowered. Soon, Zhu Yuyan took deep breaths, adapting to Yang Liming's huge, lubricated body, and pressed tightly against Yang Liming's body as she thrust. Now, Zhu Yuyan's mind was filled only with deep desire. What about dignity, nobility, and inviolable image? What about being the number one expert of the Demonic Sect? What about ethics and seniority? She didn't care about any of it. "Stop...get out...ah...what did you do to Wan'er, you brat? Ah..." Zhu Yuyan cried out to stop, but her little body began to move vigorously on its own. Streams of water gushed out without reservation. "Splash," a sound rang out. The huge rod went straight to the deepest part of her body. "You want me to get out? I'll push it in even deeper. I haven't even touched your disciple yet."

The huge, thick rod gradually "disappeared" into Zhu Yuyan's delicate, rosy vagina. Zhu Yuyan's beautiful eyes were slightly closed, her cheeks flushed with infinite shyness as she savored "its" entry. "It" sank deeper and deeper...deeper and deeper..."It" penetrated deeper and deeper into the hot, slippery depths of her vagina..."It" continued to penetrate to the very bottom of her vagina...until it completely "occupied" the tight, swollen "flower path" of Zhu Yuyan's vagina.
They were already burning with desire, and Yang Liming began to wildly thrust into Zhu Yuyan's hot, wet, delicate vagina.

"…Ah…ah…ah…ah…um…please…please…gently…ah…ah…ah…ah…ah…ah…ah…ah…um…you…you…you…are…so…so deep…"

Under his vigorous thrusting and penetration, Zhu Yuyan blushed and moaned shyly, her cries soft and melodious. She writhed passionately beneath his thick body, her soft, snow-white, naked body responding passionately to the thrusting and penetration of his penis within her, responding to the hot, enormous glans touching and bumping deep into her "flower core."
This stunningly beautiful woman, as lovely as a fairy, responded passionately and uncontrollably to his violent rape. Each time his enormous penis plunged into her tight, delicate vagina, she would blush and burn with desire, arching her smooth, white belly to welcome his violation, to welcome "it" into her. Her long, beautiful, snow-white legs would shyly spread as wide as possible to allow "it" to penetrate deeper. When he withdrew his penis, she would nervously and shyly clamp her legs together, holding him tightly, as if pleading for "it" to leave her, begging "it" to re-enter, to quickly "strike at the heart of the matter."

The two, tightly intertwined, finally reached the pinnacle of sexual desire together once more. Zhu Yuyan's tender vaginal muscles contracted and gripped the enormous penis deep inside her, pulsating and twitching in waves of erratic rhythm… while the vaginal mucosa clung tightly to the shaft, spasming in wave after wave.
"Oh… I… I'm dying… um… um…" "For the first time in nearly fifty years, she reached the pinnacle of womanhood. Overwhelmed by intense pleasure, Zhu Yuyan couldn't help but sob softly.

Seeing her climax, Yang Liming thrust his glans deep into the depths of Zhu Yuyan's vagina, pressing firmly against her cervix, until his large glans reached the cervix. In the throes of extreme lust, streams of semen sprayed directly onto the walls of Zhu Yuyan's uterus... and the stunningly beautiful fairy, blushing with ecstasy, released a mysterious stream of her virgin essence.

After another wave of carnal climax, Zhu Yuyan collapsed beneath him. Already injured, and now experiencing her first time in fifty years, she had no strength left. She lay beneath Yang Liming, panting softly, drenched in sweat. Her cheeks were flushed, her beauty delicate and pitiful, her naked, soft, white body lying motionless on the bed..."
"Grandma's old cunt is something else. It almost made me cum," Yang Liming murmured to himself as he lay on top of Zhu Yuyan
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Zhu Yuyan reluctantly turned her head, looking at the little man lying on top of her. Her exhausted body was about to drift off to sleep when a sudden realization swept away all her sleepiness. Her heart was filled with excitement. The Heavenly Demon Technique, which hadn't progressed at all in decades, had actually made a breakthrough! Her severe injuries had also healed considerably. "Boy, did you just...cultivate with...me?" Zhu Yuyan asked, her face beaming. Her joyful expression was completely unlike the usually cold and aloof Empress Zhu Yuyan; instead, she seemed like an innocent young girl. Yang Liming lifted her small face and kissed her, saying, "Of course. I just used the Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation Technique from the Emperor's Inner Classic to cultivate with you. I wasn't lying, was I? It really can help you achieve the eighteenth level of the Heavenly Demon Technique." "Why didn't I sense you cultivating with me?" Zhu Yuyan asked happily. After decades of fruitless effort, she had finally taken another step forward. How could she not be happy? "If you can feel it, it's not the Emperor's Inner Classic anymore. It's just some ordinary, low-level dual cultivation technique." Yang Liming pinched Zhu Yuyan's breast and licked her lips. "Ah!" Zhu Yuyan, in a great mood, just rolled her eyes at his actions. "If we do it a few more times, we can reach the eighteenth level of the Heavenly Demon Technique. Want to do it now?" Yang Liming said lewdly. "You little pervert. Dream on. You want to kill me, don't you?" Zhu Yuyan said, feeling her limp body. Yang Liming grabbed Zhu Yuyan's hand and kissed it, secretly laughing to himself. Zhu Yuyan's reaction was tantamount to admitting that she would still have marital relations with him. The eighteenth level of the Heavenly Demon Technique was indeed powerful. With his methods, he had already won her over. If they did it a few more times, wouldn't her heart be far behind? "Brother, I succeeded. I absorbed the essence of the relic and my martial arts have greatly improved. I'm almost at the Innate Realm, hehe." "Little Crane's cheerful voice rang out. She pushed the door open, revealing her delicate little face. "Ah! You...you...how could you do this? It's too much!" As soon as Little Crane entered the stone chamber, she felt the foul smell. Seeing the two still naked and entangled together, she instantly forgot her earlier excitement. Pointing at Yang Liming and Zhu Yuyan, she shouted, her little mouth splitting open, almost crying. "Hehe, I'm going to run away in anger. Let's see what you do then. You brat." Zhu Yuyan said gloatingly. She even tightened her grip on Yang Liming's body as if in revenge. "Ouch." Yang Liming bit her nipple hard. He got up and went to Little Crane's side, who was indignant. "What's wrong? Little girl. Are you jealous?" "Bad brother. You're such a bad guy. I...I'm never talking to you again." "Little Crane stomped her little feet angrily and turned to run away. Yang Liming smiled and chased after her. Little Crane stopped when she saw him chasing after her. She turned her little head to the side angrily, looking every bit like a little girl. "Good sister, what are you angry about?" "How could you do this? Doing such a bad thing to that sister when I wasn't around." Little Crane turned her little head and said, but suddenly she was stunned. In her anger, she hadn't noticed that Yang Liming had been naked. Now, suddenly seeing the man's huge symbol, she almost froze. Yang Liming took the opportunity to hug her. He continuously transmitted his Burning Body True Qi into her body. He knew Little Crane was jealous. As long as he hugged her too, and she became sisters with Zhu Yuyan, all the problems would be solved. "Ah. Brother..." Yang Liming's huge rod—the rod stood up again, pressing against the little girl's crotch. With the flow of true qi, her crotch quickly became wet, which she could clearly feel. "Little Crane, do you want to be like that sister too?" "Yang Liming said. Xiao He'er was already in a daze. She had forgotten all about being angry and jealous. She only knew that her body was very hot and itchy inside. She nodded unconsciously. "Yang Liming suddenly kissed Xiao He'er. The little girl knew it without being taught. She took the initiative to stick out her tongue and intertwine with Yang Liming's. While kissing, Yang Liming used his hands to unbutton the little girl's clothes and spread them on the ground. Then he placed the girl, who was flushed with passion, on top of him. "What long legs!" Yang Liming exclaimed as he looked at the long legs that took up almost two-thirds of Xiao He'er's body. And her groin was already covered with alluring girlish fluid. "Brother. Brother. I'm so hot!" Xiao He'er kept twisting her delicate body and said. Her two groins rubbed together vigorously, spurting out a little bit of clear fluid. The small cherries on her small body had already protruded from the areolas and stood up. "Wait a minute. Little darling, you're not hot anymore." Yang Liming chuckled, burying his head between the girl's legs. "Ah!" The moment Yang Liming's tongue invaded Xiao He'er's little fleshy hole, a stream of clear fluid gushed out. Her little body trembled uncontrollably. After kissing every smooth spot on the girl's body, Yang Liming hoisted the long legs he had long wanted to play with onto his shoulders. He glanced at the girl's still somewhat innocent face, then pressed his penis against the tender flesh between her legs, thrusting forward forcefully. His thick penis slid into her soft flesh, pressing against the hymen. Xiao He'er let out a soft cry, a slight pain appearing on her face. Yang Liming's penis was simply too big, causing her some pain. Yang Liming thrust his hips forward forcefully, his thick penis, like a spear, easily piercing the hymen and penetrating deep into the fleshy hole. The young girl, experiencing her first loss of virginity, widened her beautiful eyes in an instant, her face contorted in pain. She opened her cherry-like mouth and let out a painful scream. Although her lower orifice was already thoroughly wet, she was still young and could hardly bear the terrifying size. "Brother! It hurts! Waaah..." Little Crane cried uncontrollably. Her dazed mind cleared a little. "It won't hurt anymore soon. Be good." Yang Liming's hands once again transmitted his Burning Body True Qi, causing the girl to secrete even more fluid, alleviating the excruciating pain of her first time. ... ... Gradually, Yang Liming's thrusts became faster and faster. Little Crane's delicate and lovely voice became rapid, her cries filled with both pain and excitement, making it impossible to tell whether she was suffering or enjoying it. The thick, large penis moved up and down inside her tender little hole, in and out, bringing her indescribable intense stimulation.
“Ah… um… oh… ah… um… oh… ah… um… oh… ah… gently… gently… ah… oh… ah… oh… oh… ah… gently… oh… a little… ah… ah… ah… so… so deep… so deep… ah… more… more… deeper… deeper… a little… ah… um… so… so… deep… deep… ah…”
Little Crane cried out sweetly, moaning shyly. Her lower body was overflowing with love juice. Her soft, boneless, crystal-white, naked body twisted and writhed beneath him in a fiery heat…
Suddenly, her slender, snow-white arms tightly embraced his undulating body. Her long, beautiful legs shyly wrapped around his violently thrusting body, her round, jade-like buttocks and soft, white belly gently rising and falling... The girl, both passionate and shy, gently lifted and squeezed, welcoming his thrusts and pounding. With each of his movements, she responded with a shy yet fiery accompaniment.

Yang Liming thrust deeply and continuously into her tight, warm, and slippery vaginal cavity. His penis relentlessly penetrated the incredibly narrow and delicate walls of her vagina. The pure, beautiful girl felt it going deeper and deeper... it reached the very bottom of her vagina. The dark, deep walls of her womb, the jade wall of her exquisitely beautiful lower body, gradually and shyly blossomed as it continued to explore. Xiao He'er was driven to the brink of
ecstasy by his rape and defilement. Her heart soared and rose, gradually reaching a carnal climax she had never experienced before...
Finally, with one last desperate thrust, "Ahhh!" Xiao He'er cried out, her body trembling wildly. Her delicate brows furrowed, her teeth clenched, and two streams of tears welled up in her eyes, a complex expression that defied
easy comprehension, a mixture of pain and joy. The girl, filled with shyness, felt her long-awaited "flower core" finally being touched deep within her body. She felt the hard, burning hot male glans pressing against her "flower core," kneading it with intense heat.
"Good...good...deep...mmm...mmm...brother, you're going in...going in...so...so...deep...oh..."
At this moment, Yang Liming's enormous glans, pressing tightly against the girl's slippery, tender, and shy "flower core," trembled violently, ejaculating a thick stream of semen onto the shy, newly blossoming "flower core," shooting deep into her sacred and profound womb.
Little Crane whimpered softly, the scalding semen making her tilt her head back and let out a delicate scream. In that instant, a third climax surged through the girl's body. Her two naturally long legs trembled and quivered. The tender
flesh inside her vagina writhed and sucked on Yang Liming's glans. Then her eyes rolled back, and she fainted. "Hmph, you're really not human," Zhu Yuyan's voice came. Yang Liming pulled out his now-retracted member and gently picked up Little Crane. Looking at Zhu Yuyan, who stood softly behind them, he said, "How am I not human? I'll take good care of her from now on. Of course, that includes you too." "Who wants this kid to take care of her? I wasn't talking about that." Zhu Yuyan's face turned red for the first time. "You just finished with her and then did it with this girl again." "Haha, that's called being gifted." Yang Liming walked over and touched Zhu Yuyan's burning hot face. "It's clearly thanks to me and the Emperor's Inner Classic," Xiao Bai muttered in Yang Liming's mind. The three of them stayed in Yang Gong's Treasure Vault for three days. These three days were mainly for consolidating their respective realms. Zhu Yuyan also mastered the Eighteen Heavens Demonic Art under Yang Liming's guidance. (She probably did it more than ten times. Phew. Finally mastered it.) Whether it was a side effect of the Emperor's Inner Classic or Yang Liming's irresistible charm, Zhu Yuyan's attitude towards Yang Liming changed every day during these three days. She was just too embarrassed to say that she had fallen for a boy nearly sixty years younger than her. Therefore, she still called him "boy" without any politeness, and would never call him "husband" even if Yang Liming did something ruthless to her until she rolled her eyes. However, after Xiao He'er woke up, she obediently called her "sister" and was no longer jealous. "Boy, I'm leaving now. I'll come find you when I miss you." The three of them had just left the treasure vault. Zhu Yuyan hurriedly waved her hand dismissively. She had been missing for several days. The entire Yin Kui Sect must be frantic with worry. Moreover, she was responsible for making decisions on all the important matters within the sect. (

Chapter 156: Going to Korea to Snatch Someone (Part 1))

“Yu Yan, you can protect yourself. I’m at ease wherever you go. But if I want you and you’re still not here, I’ll run to the Yin Kui Sect and drag you out.” Yang Liming walked over and hugged Yu Yan, saying this. Zhu Yu Yan trembled. An unprecedented sense of belonging and impulse surged into her heart. “You brat. Who needs your worry! I’ve crossed more bridges than you’ve walked roads.” “Alright, stop bragging about how old you are. I know.” Yang Liming said, holding her pretty face on both sides with his large hands. “You’re at the Pegasus Ranch, right? That’s my intelligence.” Zhu Yu Yan blushed under his gaze and lowered her head, murmuring. “Yes. If you miss me, go to the Pegasus Ranch. That’s my base.” Yang Liming gently kissed her forehead. “Sister, I’ll miss you too.” Xiao He’er felt ignored and quickly jumped out, tugging at their sleeves. Zhu Yu Yan’s lips twitched. Although she had told Xiao He’er many times that she was older than her grandmother, the girl just wouldn’t believe her. She insisted on calling him "sister." He sighed helplessly, smiled, and patted Xiao He'er's head. She quickly kissed Yang Liming on the cheek, then blushed and pulled away, whispering, "Goodbye, husband." She vanished in an instant. In the blink of an eye, his beautiful wife transformed once more into Yin Hou, the most feared master of the demonic sect, feared by both the righteous and the wicked in the martial world. Having already reached the stage of perfect harmony between heaven and man, Yin Hou's position was undoubtedly even more secure. "Hey. Sister's already gone. Brother, stop staring like an idiot." Xiao He'er waved her white jade hand in front of Yang Liming, who was watching Zhu Yuyan leave. Yang Liming grabbed the mischievous hand, gently biting it. He said, "Xiao He, brother's going to a very far place to find your other sister. Do you want to come with me?" "Wherever you are, brother, I'll go," Xiao He'er replied readily. "Alright, let's go to Goryeo now. I've already achieved oneness with heaven and man. Who in this world can rival me? If Fu Cailin doesn't obediently hand over my sister Junzhuo, I'll beat him until he's in his coffin sooner," Yang Liming said confidently. He added in his mind, "If you hand over all three sisters, I won't just spare you, I'll thank you properly, old Fu. Hehe." They left the entrance to Yang Gong's treasury, "Xiji Garden," and stepped onto the main road leading to the city gate. They saw millions of people rushing forward, vehicles and people vying for space, cries and shouts deafening. It was impossible to distinguish between soldiers and bandits; everyone seemed to be fleeing for refuge. The sky was filled with thick smoke and dust from the war, transforming the once beautiful city of Chang'an into a terrifying scene of hell. Suddenly, chaos erupted ahead. A voice shouted, "The tyrant is dead! He and Yuwen Huaji fought to the death! The Li clan is about to storm in! Let's open the city gates! The Li clan is better than Yuwen Huaji!" The words had barely faded in the chaos when another shouted, "By order of the new commander Yuwen Huaji, you all turn back immediately, or you will be killed without mercy!" The crowd ignored him, shouting wildly and pushing forward towards the city gate. Then came the sounds of soldiers killing soldiers and civilians beating soldiers to death. "Heavens! Brother, is this the end of the world? How can it be so chaotic?" Xiao He'er was stunned by the crowds, the screams, and the clash of swords. Yang Liming lowered his head and thought for a moment. It must be Yuwen Huaji who killed Yang Guang. But what did it mean that the Li clan was about to storm in? Chang'an. Right, the time and place of Yuwen Huaji killing Yang Guang were different from the original story due to the butterfly effect he had caused. He didn't know what had happened now. Yang Liming and Xiao He'er randomly grabbed a seemingly wealthy-looking person and led him to a corner, saying, "What's wrong? What happened these past few days? Tell me quickly or I'll kill you." "Ah! Sir, spare my life! Don't you know about such a big thing?" the man begged. "What is it? I just came down from the back mountain," Yang Liming said. The man looked puzzled upon hearing this and said, "Sir, about four days ago, Yuwen Huaji and the tyrant fought each other. Yuwen Huaji killed the tyrant. Then, the Li clan and various forces heard the news and led an army of 100,000 under the pretext of capturing the traitor to attack Chang'an. Yuwen Huaji was severely weakened after killing the tyrant and hadn't recovered from the aftereffects of the killing. So he was powerless to fight. Today, he left a thousand troops to delay the Li clan's attack on the city, and then fled with his main force." "Huh? How do you know all this so clearly?" Yang Liming looked at the man and asked. He even knew how many troops Yuwen Huaji left behind and how he fled. "Grandpa! My brother-in-law told me all this this morning. He's a junior officer under Yuwen Huaji. He just escaped with Yuwen Huaji." The man, afraid Yang Liming would think he was lying, quickly said. Seeing he wasn't lying, Yang Liming threw him aside. The man, not caring he'd been hurt, scrambled to his feet and ran. Yang Liming, with Xiao He'er in tow, headed towards the city gate. But upon arriving, they found it breached. An army bearing the banner of Li had already entered the city. It made sense; those thousand old, weak, and disabled soldiers, knowing they'd been abandoned, had no will to resist. Even with the city gate as cover, they couldn't possibly hold off a hundred thousand troops for long. A young man of about twenty, riding a tall horse, walked confidently at the forefront of Li's army. He was a man of imposing stature, with large ears and a majestic appearance. His eyes, like black ink, were bright and piercing. Standing proudly and calmly, he exuded an aura of profound authority that captivated everyone. As he walked, the young man shouted, "I am Li Shimin, the third son of Li Yuan, the governor of Taiyuan. Brothers of Chang'an, rest assured! My Li army will never harass the people. We will only pursue the traitor Yuwen Huaji." To gain the favor of the panicked populace and bolster his credibility, Li Shimin drew his blood-stained sword with a clang and turned to his troops, shouting, "Anyone who dares to harass the people will be executed on the spot!" The unrest immediately subsided, and the crowd welcomed the Li clan's army into the city. Just as Li Shimin was rejoicing at his capture of Chang'an and the pacification of the people, he suddenly felt a gaze pierce him from the crowd. The gaze was fixed on him. Turning to meet the source of the gaze, he saw a young man, not much younger than himself, holding the hand of a young girl, looking at him. Instinctively, he sensed that this young man was no ordinary person. He smiled and nodded at him. Yang Liming returned the smile to Li Shimin in the crowd, but inwardly he sneered, "You can't be emperor. The Li clan can't conquer the world either. Because I don't want you to conquer the world. Since the world has already changed so much because of me, let it continue to change." With Yang Liming's almost inexhaustible wealth, the two quickly and easily left Chang'an. After resting for a day, they spent another day finding a ship to Goryeo. After more than ten days on the sea, the two finally arrived in Goryeo. During the half month on the ship, Yang Liming and Xiao He'er basically practiced dual cultivation using the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic in their private room. Xiao He'er, who had already approached the early stage of the Innate Realm due to the Evil Emperor's Relic, also broke through and officially entered the ranks of experts. However, due to her lack of combat experience, her combat power was slightly lower. "I originally thought I was the person in the world who broke through to the Innate Realm so easily. I didn't expect you, Xiao He'er, to be even easier than me," Yang Liming said to the little girl who was jumping around happily as soon as he got off the ship. He sighed, thinking how great it was to have someone protecting her! Little Crane'er's breakthroughs were incredibly fast precisely because of his protection. She reached levels others might never achieve in a lifetime, all within just a month of being with him. Her only drawback was that her foundation wasn't very stable. "Brother, is this Goryeo? Their clothes are so unique!" Little Crane'er ignored Yang Liming's exclamation, focusing instead on the unfamiliar clothing around her. She looked here and there. "So ugly. Our Han Chinese clothes are much prettier," Little Crane'er concluded. "Of course, they're just a small ethnic group. How could they compare to us? Except for their thicker skin," Yang Liming continued. "So the sister you found is also thick-skinned?" Little Crane'er asked curiously. "Uh… haha. She's rather special, haha." Thinking of Fu Junzhuo's shy demeanor, Yang Liming couldn't help but laugh. He kept reminding himself: Don't make hasty judgments. Even among the most eccentric ethnic groups, there are always a few exceptions. In this world, Goryeo will only submit to Fu Junzhuo out of respect, and as long as they don't cause trouble, things will be fine. But the small Korean kingdom from my original modern world—when I return as a god, I'll have to teach it a lesson. In short, they're going to die. (
Chapter 157: The Three Goryeo Sisters - VIP Edition)

Following the letter left by Fu Junzhuo, the two arrived in Pyongyang, the capital of Goryeo, the location of the "Yijian Pavilion," the home of Master Yijian Fu Cailin and the three Goryeo sisters. "Excuse me, where is Master Yijian Fu Cailin's home?" Yang Liming stopped an elderly Goryeo man on the road. To his surprise, the man looked shocked upon hearing Yang Liming's words. "Young man, how can you address a master by his name so directly? That's extremely rude. Considering your young age and lack of manners, I'll let it go.""That's fine. Just don't let anyone hear it. Otherwise, you'll be in big trouble." "What's wrong? Is it a crime to call a master by his name?" Yang Liming asked curiously. "It's not a crime. It's just that a master should be respected in one's heart. If some people with extreme views hear you calling a master by his name like that, they will cause you trouble." When the old man said the word "master," his eyes revealed a complex mix of admiration, awe, worship, and fanaticism, like the expression of a Christian believer speaking of God. At this moment, Yang Liming knew all too well what it meant when the book said that Fu Cailin was a god, not a human, in the hearts of everyone in Korea. Compared to him, Ning Daoqi, who was also one of the three grandmasters, had a much lower status in the hearts of the people of the Central Plains, even though the people of the Central Plains also respected Ning Daoqi. "Hehe, I was wrong, young man. May I ask, sir, where is Master Fu's 'Yijian Pavilion' in Pyongyang?" Yang Liming didn't want to argue with him about this issue. He directly admitted his "mistake." The old man, with a pilgrim's demeanor, pointed out the location of Fu Niancailin's "Yijian Pavilion." Finally, he gave Yang Liming a long, very kind piece of advice. "Young man, becoming an apprentice isn't so easy. Who in all of Goryeo doesn't want to be apprenticed to a master? But in the end, the master only accepted the descendants of two ancient people from his youth. That is, those three fairy maidens. Be down-to-earth and don't think about instant success." "Did I say I wanted to become Master Fu's apprentice? It doesn't seem necessary, does it?" Yang Liming said blankly. The old man had already walked away. "Wow. That Fu Cailin is so amazing. He actually made this old man respect him so much." Xiao He'er suddenly said after the old man left. "Tch. What's so great about him? Your brother is even more amazing than him. It's just that people in this world don't know his worth." Yang Liming said proudly. "Hehe, I know my brother is amazing." "Little Crane laughed. She had long since figured out some of her brother's personality. Sometimes he liked to boast a little. Yang Liming settled Little Crane in the courtyard of a large inn. To be precise, he was going to propose marriage, and it wouldn't be convenient to bring a concubine along. It would be better to let her appear after things were settled. Little Crane was already a minor expert at the early stage of the Innate Realm and had learned Korean with Yang Liming's help. It was convenient and safe for her in the inn. Little Crane had initially pouted at this, but after Yang Liming took out the camera, a novel gadget, she immediately went off to happily play with her new toy. "Yijian Pavilion" was a large mansion with a vast area. Moreover, there were no other buildings within a mile radius of it. All the Koreans kept a distance of about a mile from it, automatically avoiding it, as if they were afraid of disturbing the dwelling place of this Korean god. Judging from the expressions on their faces, it was entirely out of genuine respect that they did this, rather than anyone forcing them not to approach "Yijian Pavilion." However, no one stopped Yang Liming as he walked towards the "Yijian Pavilion." They simply huddled together, discussing the situation. One of the Korean passersby, A, said, "Look, someone else is begging the master to take him in. Honestly. Doesn't he know the master said years ago that he wouldn't accept any more disciples?" Another Korean passerby said, "Some young people just like to try their luck. Ignore him. He won't turn back until he hits a wall." The two arrived at the "Yijian Pavilion." They saw only a few guards at the entrance. One of them stepped forward and called out loudly, "Brothers at the gate, please announce my arrival. Yang Liming, a Han Chinese from the Central Plains, has arrived. The master should see me." "Where did you come from, kid? Go back now. The master won't see anyone, especially not a Han Chinese." The four burly guards, upon hearing that Yang Liming was Han Chinese, immediately glared at him hatefully. However, they didn't attack. After all, someone chosen by Fu Cailin to be a 'gatekeeper' wouldn't be of poor character and wouldn't be easily blinded by hatred. "I must see Fu Cailin." "Please announce my arrival or make way," Yang Liming said calmly, unconcerned by their hateful glares. "What?! You dare call the master by his name? You're courting death!" The four burly men jumped up like cats whose tails had been stepped on. They drew their swords, ready to kill the one who dared to disrespect their revered master. "Hmph." Yang Liming stomped his foot on the ground and snorted coldly. The powerful true energy contained in his voice instantly shocked the four Korean 'gatekeepers' who had just reached the Great Perfection of the Acquired Realm. They felt dizzy and lightheaded, a trickle of blood appearing at the corner of their mouths. Clearly, they had suffered internal injuries. Ignoring the four gatekeepers who were still in a daze, he shouted loudly into the "Yijian Pavilion": "Jun Zhuo, I've come to see you. Master Fu, Yang Liming, requests an audience." A clear, neither humble nor arrogant voice reached the ears of everyone inside the "Yijian Pavilion." In a quiet courtyard within the pavilion, a woman in white, her face slightly haggard, trembled upon hearing the voice. "Husband!" Her previously listless eyes instantly brightened. She rose and was about to run towards the source of the voice. "Elder sister, it's that person, isn't it? Don't go to see him. You two will never have a future. Master will never agree to you marrying a Han man. You've begged Master for so long. Aren't you going to give up?" "A girl, no more than fifteen years old, called out, blocking Fu Junzhuo's path. This girl was as delicate as a blooming peony, her long, black hair cascading down her back, flowing freely in the wind and snow with her movements, incredibly graceful. She was tall and beautiful, with an elegant and charming figure. Her bright eyes, sparkling beneath her long, crescent-shaped eyelashes, were breathtakingly beautiful. Even more captivating was the childlike innocence that clung to her beauty. If Yang Liming were here, he would have guessed that this charming girl was Fu Junqiang, the youngest of the three Goryeo sisters. "Third sister, get out of the way! Don't block your eldest sister!" Fu Junzhuo moved with lightning speed, quickly bypassing her third sister. "I won't let you see that wicked person who harmed you." "Fu Junqiang said sweetly. Although her little face was very cute, her movements were no slower than her eldest sister's. She also used her lightness skill to entangle Fu Junzhuo. "Little sister, you are still young. You won't understand how your eldest sister feels." Fu Junzhuo said helplessly, trying her best to dodge her third sister. However, although Fu Junqiang was small, her skills were not weak. She entangled her eldest sister tightly, delaying Fu Junzhuo's departure. While the two sisters were entangled here, the other second sister also rushed towards the door. Yang Liming and Xiao He'er waited for a while, but no one responded. Just as they were about to force their way in, a beautiful woman in white rushed out from inside. "Junzhuo!" Yang Liming shouted happily. However, he then found that although this woman looked eight parts similar to Fu Junzhuo, she had more indifference and looked at him with hatred. She was obviously not his little wife Fu Junzhuo. "Second Miss." "The four gatekeepers, barely able to stand, immediately bowed upon seeing the woman. 'Second Miss,' the legendary Fu Junyu stopped at the gate, looking at Yang Liming with disgust. 'Han dog. You're not welcome here. Don't come here to harm my eldest sister again, or I'll kill you.' 'This little sister has no manners. Calling me Han dog this and Han dog that. May I call you a beautiful little sow from Goryeo?' Yang Liming rolled his eyes at Fu Junyu. 'You…' Fu Junyu, not good at arguing, naturally couldn't win against Yang Liming. She was immediately furious. Her long sword trembled as she pointed it at Yang Liming. Gritting her teeth, she finally swung her sword. She had originally wanted to consider her eldest sister's feelings. At most, Fu Junyu was about the same level as her eldest sister, only at the peak of the early stage of the Innate Realm. How could she possibly harm Yang Liming in the slightest? 'Clang!'" With a crisp "crack," the longsword that was slashing down was firmly caught between Yang Liming's two fingers. "Let go, you Han dog!" Fu Junyu shouted, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull her sword back. "Have you had enough, you little sow from Goryeo?" Yang Liming was also a little annoyed. With a sudden exertion of force, Fu Junyu's longsword immediately flew out of her hand. Under the power of Yang Liming's true energy, she lost her footing and crashed into Yang Liming. However, Yang Liming, contrary to his usual habit of taking advantage of beautiful women, swayed and dodged Fu Junyu. The cold-blooded Fu Junyu fell to the ground. What was that posture called... a puppy snatching food? "Husband, don't hurt my second sister." Just as Fu Junyu was about to get up and fight back, Fu Junzhuo finally appeared after great difficulty. However, there was still a little maid blocking her way. "Junzhuo." Yang Liming quickly ran over, causing Fu Junyu, who wanted to fight Yang Liming, to miss her target. "Don't go near my eldest sister." "Little sister Fu Junqiang blocked their path, but Yang Liming easily dodged her. He wasn't Fu Junzhuo, and the little girl couldn't stop him. He tightly hugged Fu Junzhuo, who had rushed into his arms. "You little brat, you deserve a beating. You just left a letter and ran back," Yang Liming said, biting Fu Junzhuo's little ear. At the same time, he gave her little bottom a light tap. The crisp sound left the other two sisters and the four gatekeepers dumbfounded, and made Fu Junzhuo, who was originally overjoyed and enjoying the warmth of her husband's arms, blush with embarrassment. "Husband! Why are you still so reckless?" Fu Junzhuo stamped her little foot and said. "Let go of my eldest sister!" The two younger sisters rushed over, interrupting their conversation."Little sisters, are your little bottoms itchy?" Yang Liming shouted, his eyes flashing red—his long-unused Asura Demon Eyes. "Ah!" The two sisters, upon contact, seemed to feel as if thousands of ghosts were coming to claim their lives. Their faces immediately turned deathly pale, and they screamed, stumbling back several steps. "Husband, please go inside first. Master has gone to the Goryeo Palace. He won't be back until noon." Seeing his two sisters' expressions, Fu Junzhuo naturally knew it was Yang Liming's doing. Yang Liming agreed and walked into the "Yijian Pavilion" side by side with Fu Junzhuo. The two sisters stomped their feet and followed angrily, but dared not provoke Yang Liming again. Girls are most afraid of that thing (everyone is afraid), and they didn't want to experience it again. Looking at the two girls hanging behind him, and then at Fu Junzhuo who seemed somewhat worried, Yang Liming smiled and gave him a hug. She said, "You're worried about your teacher, aren't you? Don't worry. I'll take care of everything. If Fu Cailin knows what's good for him, I'll..." Fu Junzhuo pressed her hand to his mouth, knowing he was about to spout nonsense again. She gave him a charmingly disdainful look. She didn't want her master, whom she treated like a father, to actually fight with her husband.

Chapter 158 (Handwritten VIP) Little Sister, Oh Little Sister!

"Little sister, second sister, can I say a few words to my husband?" Fu Junzhuo pleaded, looking at her two younger sisters who had been following her and her husband like little shadows for ages. "Your eldest sister hasn't seen her husband for months. How long are you going to keep following her around like little shadows?" Yang Liming wasn't going to be polite to the two girls. He snorted. "Second sister and I are afraid you'll bully eldest sister," the youngest sister said, hands on her hips. "No good Han dogs. It's dangerous for eldest sister to follow you," the second sister said matter-of-factly. "You little Korean sow, try calling me a Han dog again. Do you think I have no temper?" Yang Liming glared at Fu Junyu. Seeing his suddenly fierce gaze, Fu Junyu's eyes darted away for the first time ever. She stomped her little foot and said fiercely, "If you dare to bully eldest sister, I'll make you... I'll make Master make you pay!" Fu Junyu thought for a moment and realized she didn't have the right to make Yang Liming pay. She quickly changed her words. Then he turned and walked away decisively. The younger sister couldn't bear her older sister's pleading gaze and followed her to her room. "Your two younger sisters are quite adorable, especially the younger one. It's just that she has a bit of a temper. It's like she has a problem with me," Yang Liming laughed. "Husband, please don't blame them. They're just like I used to be. They both hate the Han people. Our parents died on the battlefield fighting the Han people. The only difference is that I met you, my nemesis." "Haha, Junzhuo, do I look like such a petty person? I'm very polite to beautiful women. You know this well. When we first met, you weren't much gentler than them." Yang Liming picked up Fu Junzhuo and ran into the room, laughing as he ran. "Husband, you want me. I've missed you so much lately," Fu Junzhuo said, immediately knowing what Yang Liming wanted to do when she saw his smile. She immediately hugged his waist tightly, panting. Lying in his arms, Yang Liming greedily inhaled Fu Junzhuo's beautiful hair, saying, "Junzhuo, your husband will comfort you properly today." His hands caressed Fu Junzhuo's smooth, delicate body, gently kneading her large, alluring breasts. His enormous member rubbed against her lower abdomen. Fu Junzhuo, separated from her husband for so long, was instantly aroused. Even without Yang Liming using his inner energy, the tender flesh between her legs was already gushing forth alluring fluids. "Ah...ah, husband. Come in quickly. I'm starting to feel uncomfortable. Ah..." Fu Junzhuo cried out softly. Deeply attracted by Fu Junzhuo's flushed face, her swollen, pink legs, and the clear fluid seeping through her trousers, Yang Liming naturally didn't want to hold back any longer. He immediately cupped Fu Junzhuo's burning face and kissed her passionately. Fu Junzhuo's body was already burning hot, her face flushed, clearly boiling with desire. She automatically placed her lips into Yang Liming's mouth, passionately and unreservedly expressing the longing she had held for the past few months. With the sounds of their kisses, their clothes were gradually removed, until their lips parted. The naked bodies of the man and woman were now indistinguishable, their passionate sweat clinging together.
Seeing her alluring, long-unseen body, Yang Liming could no longer resist. He lowered his head and kissed her lips passionately, while his large hand gently caressed her entire body. From her face, across her neck, it lingered on her full breasts, kneading and pinching her nipples, making Fu Junzhuo's nipples grow larger and harder.
Playing with her with his hands was clearly not enough for Yang Liming. He bit down on Fu Junzhuo's nipple, gently nibbling at the tip with his teeth. Her husband felt a sharp, tingling, and itchy sensation, and cried out, "Ouch...it hurts...it hurts...you can't do this...husband, you're so cruel..."
Yang Liming said urgently, "Don't move, hehe. I'll be gentler now..." But he continued to touch, suck, and bite.

Fu Junzhuo couldn't resist the teasing and could only moan, "Ouch...ah...ah...ouch...ah...ah...oh...oh..." She felt a tingling sensation, and gradually, her legs spread open. Taking advantage of the moment

, Yang Liming gently stimulated her clitoris with two fingers, then inserted them into her vagina, probing the vaginal walls. Fu Junzhuo swayed her plump buttocks wildly.

"Ah...uh...oh...ouch...ouch...ah...uh...ah..." Fu Junzhuo was powerless to resist.

Yang Liming knew it was time and quickly stripped off his clothes. His right hand continued digging, while his mouth kept sucking. This double attack from above and below left Fu Junzhuo unable to resist, and her vaginal opening became even wetter and wetter.

He asked, "Are you comfortable?"

Her legs gradually bent, her knees spread apart, raising her vulva high.

Yang Liming buried his head between her legs and kissed the entrance. He licked Fu Junzhuo's clitoris and labia with his tongue, his tongue constantly probing the inner walls of her vagina.

Fu Junzhuo was now tingling all over from the licking, and she cried out in a trembling voice, "Ouch...ouch...don't...do this...ouch...ah...you...you...do this...do this...is...is...torturing...torturing me...oh...oh...ah...oh...ah...uh..."

Her buttocks swayed violently, lifting up and pressing against him, shouting more and more forcefully, "Oh...oh...that...that place...is so...so good..."

Yang Liming raised his head, got into position, and prepared to penetrate her. Fu Junzhuo reached out and grasped the penis, using his other hand to part her labia and guide it to the entrance of her vagina. He thrust his hips forward, and with a "squelch," the thick penis was almost fully inside.

With another push, it was completely inside. Fu Junzhuo felt her vagina swell completely, the vaginal walls stretched taut, a feeling of fullness and tingling washing over her: "Ah...ah...uh...ah...husband...move gently...I'm so full! It's been so long since I've done this. It's so full inside!" Fu Junzhuo cried out, unable to bear it any longer. Her smooth breasts clung even tighter to his thick waist with each thrust. Her hips moved with movements no slower than Yang Liming's, welcoming his impact.

Fu Junzhuo, stimulated by Yang Liming's frenzied thrusting and relentless attacks, quickly became aroused, his eyes gleaming with a rosy hue, half-closed and half-closed, his nasal moans becoming incredibly beautiful and captivating. He even cried out,

"...good...good...ah...ah...ah..."

Fu Junzhuo continued to moan wildly, twisting his waist, his arms wrapped around Yang Liming's shoulders, his buttocks rotating incessantly to meet his thrusts.

Yang Liming, while kneading her breasts with his hands and flicking her nipples with his fingers, even tried to lick her tongue to taste her sweetness. However, Fu Junzhuo was so engrossed in her moans and groans that she refused to let him offer her tongue. Yang Liming could only suckle her flushed face, while simultaneously touching her pubic area and thrusting his penis deeply into her, as punishment for her refusal to let him suck her tongue. Sure enough, less than

a quarter of an hour later, after a long period without lovemaking, Fu Junzhuo became even more aroused, her whole body trembling, her legs swinging wildly, unsure of where to place them. She was panting heavily, unable to make a sound, only gurgling and muffled moans coming from her throat and nose, much like the painful groans of a seriously ill person.

Fu Junzhuo, on the contrary, was extremely happy, yet panting heavily, unable to utter a sound. Words were stuck in his chest, and due to his shortness of breath, he couldn't speak. Affected by the paralysis of his nervous system, his words turned into moans, representing a joyful tone and happy speech.

The two of them were locked in this battle for a long time. Fu Junzhuo even vigorously rotated his large buttocks to meet his thrusts, his waist twisting faster and faster. His watery eyes glanced sideways at Yang Liming, displaying a lewd smile.

Fu Junzhuo, with Yang Liming's vigorous thrusting and pulling, her whole body never stopped for a moment, constantly twisting her slender waist, rotating her buttocks to meet his thrusts, her cries growing louder and more indistinct: "Ugh... I'm... dying... my heart... ah... ah... oh... ugh... ugh... ah... ah..."

At this moment, Yang Liming pressed down even harder, unleashing his wild abandon, causing Fu Junzhuo's vulva to drip with lustful fluids, making a wet, sloshing sound, mingling with Fu Junzhuo's endlessly seductive and wanton cries.

Yang Liming thrust his penis forcefully, aiming straight for Fu Junzhuo's clitoris. With each thrust, the glans rubbed against her vaginal walls, creating a tingling, itchy sensation—a sensation of unparalleled pleasure.

"...Ah...ouch...uh...uh...ah...ah...good...good...ah...too...too good..."

Fu Junzhuo, equally listless, tightly embraced Yang Liming's waist with her delicate hands, her mouth uttering incoherent cries, her voice rising and falling, broken and trembling. After a while, Fu Junzhuo's vaginal fluids gushed forth like a waterfall, overflowing and flowing, causing her two snow-white thighs to thrash wildly below. She felt an intense ecstasy.

Fu Junzhuo thrust her hips upwards, her hands tightly gripping Yang Liming's neck, her thighs intertwining and wrapping around him tightly.

“Ouch…ah…ouch…ouch…no…don’t…no…” After a while, she continued to thrust: “Ouch…faster…faster…give it to me…give it to me…ah…ah…uh…uh…ah…”

She raised her plump buttocks and kept moaning: “Ouch…ouch…uh…uh…ouch…ouch…ouch…ouch…ah…oh…ah ah…oh…uh…uh…ah ah…”

He reached his hands through her armpits, tightly gripping her shoulders and buttocks, and vigorously thrusting up and down. As his penis withdrew, an extreme emptiness surged through her. But when it plunged in again, reaching her very core, her vagina felt full and satisfied, causing Fu Junzhuo to tremble uncontrollably, moaning, "Ah... um... husband..."

Hearing Fu Junzhuo's moans, Yang Liming smiled smugly and stopped his tricks. He thrust in and out forcefully, making her feel so good she was almost out of her mind, her whole body trembling violently, moaning, "Oh... ah... it's inside my... my... my... ah... ah... um... um..."
He continued to thrust rapidly. She writhed and trembled again. At this moment, Yang Liming felt waves of vaginal fluid gushing out, splashing onto his glans.
"Ah!" A scream rang out. Fu Junzhuo collapsed. However, Yang Liming's enormous member remained hard, pressing against the deepest part of her flesh. "Hehe, Junzhuo, are you still up for it?" Yang Liming thrust in again, causing the beauty to cry out in pain. "Who said I'm not up for it? If you don't satisfy me today, I won't help you pursue Second Sister and Little Sister." Fu Junzhuo suddenly said sourly. "Huh? When did I say I was going to pursue those two girls?" Yang Liming said. "Given my husband's nature of being unable to resist pretty girls, I know without you even saying it. Which sister or younger sister in the Pegasus Ranch doesn't know?" Fu Junzhuo said matter-of-factly. Her legs didn't loosen with each climax; instead, they clamped even tighter. "Am I like that? Haha. No, right?" Yang Liming didn't realize his image was so bad. He couldn't help but laugh awkwardly. “That’s just the kind of person you are. Alright. Let’s get moving. If we sisters argue with you about these things, we’ll just die of jealousy. As long as you don’t go too far and try to be like an emperor, taking hundreds of girls, we poor souls will accept our fate. If you can take all three of us at the same time, I’ll never be alone among your women.” Fu Junzhuo’s cheeks became even redder as she spoke, her eyes almost overflowing with tears. Naturally, Yang Liming began to move gently. At the same time, his penis inside Fu Junzhuo’s body grew even longer, a sign that he had cultivated the “Turning Clouds and Overturning Rain” technique from the Yellow Emperor’s Inner Classic to a deep level. He could slowly change the shape and size of that thing at will. He lowered his head and kissed Fu Junzhuo’s soft lips, covering her jade-like breasts. His large penis began to thrust in and out forcefully again, reaching the top of her vaginal opening time and time again. “Ah…ya…ya…ya…ah…um…um…husband…you’re even more…killing than before…” Fu Junzhuo said, her body convulsing. Waves of pleasure coursing through her body made it hard to breathe. As the waves of pleasure washed over her, her cries grew louder and louder, piercing through her room, through the yard, and reaching the ears of her two younger sisters who lived nearby. "Second sister, why are you stopping me? Listen! How pitifully Big Sister is screaming! How much pain she's in! She must be being bullied by that bastard!" the younger sister cried out urgently. Hearing her sister's words, Fu Junyu's face flushed crimson. She stammered, "Big Sister is being bullied by that scoundrel, but we can't go." "Why? Let's go help Big Sister deal with that Han bastard!" Fu Junyu pouted, her face full of innocent charm. "What, help Big Sister..." Fu Junyu's face turned even redder. She sighed, realizing that ignorance is bliss! "Anyway, you're not allowed to go. I promise Big Sister will be alright," Fu Junyu said helplessly. "Okay!" the younger sister replied, turning and going back to her room. Fu Junyu breathed a sigh of relief and returned to her room. Just then, her younger sister's head peeked out again, sneaking towards her destination. She thought angrily, "Second sister is really something. Not only does she not help eldest sister, but she also stops me. I really don't know what she's thinking?" Unconsciously, Yang Liming's thrusting became even faster. "Plop," "Plop," after a series of rapid thrusts, Fu Junzhuo trembled all over. She was almost rolling her eyes back. "Bang!" A loud crash. Fu Junzhuo's door flew open, making a huge noise. Her younger sister, Fu Junqiang, strode in, exuding a murderous aura. "Eldest sister, I'm here to help you!" Her ethereal voice echoed throughout the room. The sudden appearance of such force startled both of them, who were completely absorbed in their actions. Fu Junzhuo let out an unprecedented scream, unleashing all her passion. Yang Liming was so frightened that he immediately pulled out. The spurting semen splattered onto Fu Junzhuo's large breasts. "You brat, have you gone mad?" Yang Liming panted, his face extremely gloomy. Anyone doing something, reaching a crucial moment, and then suddenly being interrupted, almost to the point of impotence, would feel terrible, right? "Big sister, I'm here to help you, okay? You bad guy! You even stripped big sister naked and bullied her!" the younger sister said indignantly, simultaneously thrusting her sword at Yang Liming. "Ah!" The younger sister didn't expect that... her sword would be knocked away instantly. Her wrist was grabbed by the bad guy and dragged onto her older sister's bed. "You want to help? You want to help? Fine. Then help me as much as you want. I'd be more than happy to oblige." "The culprit who almost scared me into impotence. Yang Liming wouldn't let this go." He said through gritted teeth. Although according to his cultivation of the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic, it was impossible for him to be impotent, but just now his little brother had indeed been temporarily scared into ejaculating and shrinking back. "Hiss... hiss," a few crisp sounds. The covering on his little sister Fu Junqiang's small body had disappeared completely. "Waaah, let go! What are you trying to do? You're hurting me! Big sister, help me!" the little sister cried. "Husband, please don't! My sister is still young. She doesn't know this will happen." Fu Junzhuo also came to his senses at this time. He rushed over and hugged Yang Liming's arm anxiously. The angry Yang Liming also sobered up a bit. He released his little sister Fu Junqiang, who was now naked. "Consider this a lesson for you, little girl." Yang Liming said to Fu Junqiang, who was sitting there hugging his legs and crying. "You bastard! You saw my body naked." "I want you to pay me back!" the younger sister cried. Although she didn't know the specifics of what men and women did, she knew that only her future husband could see her naked. "Little girl, you're a liar and don't know anything," Yang Liming said, not bothering to argue with a young girl. He continued, still dressed. "I just want you to pay me back! You bullied me! You saw my body naked! You've ruined me!" Seeing Yang Liming's indifferent attitude, the younger sister suddenly pounced on him, her little mouth pouting. Her smooth little body rubbed against Yang Liming like a kitten. "Are you being unreasonable?" Yang Liming slapped her little bottom, leaving a bright red handprint on it. "If you really want to pay me back, I don't care. I'm just afraid your little body can't take it." Fu Junzhuo stepped between the two and said to Yang Liming, "Husband, can I say a few words to my sister?" Yang Liming put on his clothes and left. He could tell that Fu Junqiang was completely clueless. He couldn't just "compensate" her now, because she probably didn't even know what she was supposed to be compensating for. If she did, she would understand that Yang Liming's compensation was simply too much for her. After Yang Liming left, Fu Junzhuo, the older sister, comforted her younger sister who was rubbing her bottom, explaining a lot of common sense about relationships between men and women. After a while, the two of them came out of the room. Fu Junqiang's face was full of bitterness. She finally understood that she had suffered a loss for nothing. Seeing Yang Liming, she immediately ran over and said, "You're lucky. I don't need you to compensate me. I will never be your wife like you, older sister. Don't dream about it." Yang Liming found it amusing. "When did I say I wanted to marry you? You look like a scoundrel." "Yang Liming said deliberately. Actually, he was quite interested in this little girl. There weren't many girls as "ignorant" as her in reality, especially since she was already fifteen. Fu Junqiang's gums itched again after hearing Yang Liming's words. Thinking of the slap on the bottom earlier—the grudge of the bottom. If she didn't already know she was no match for him, she would have definitely punched him with her little fists. But for now, she could only let out a soft snort and slink away. "You. As soon as you see a pretty girl, you're eager to grab her clothes. You must pursue this little sister. Otherwise, she'll have suffered for nothing." Fu Junzhuo rolled her eyes at her husband and said. Yang Liming scratched his head and laughed. He really did have a bit of a wicked thought at the time. Just then, Yang Liming suddenly felt a powerful aura approaching. "Junzhuo, your master is back." Yang Liming said.

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"You've come." "Fu Cailin said, sitting in a chair with his eyes half-closed. Fu Junqiang and Fu Junyu sat on either side of him. When they saw Yang Liming enter, they both gave him a cute little snort.

Fu Junzhuo released her grip on Yang Liming's hand and weakly said to Fu Cailin, "Master, I've brought my husband to see you."

Fu Cailin nodded, gesturing for Fu Junzhuo to sit down. His gaze shot towards Yang Liming like lightning. The aura of a Grandmaster was revealed without reservation. "You shouldn't have come to Goryeo. Don't you think I would kill you because of Junzhuo?"

"Master," Fu Junzhuo said, startled, standing up. Fu Cailin glanced at her and gestured for her to sit back down.

"I'm here to bring happiness to your disciple. If you kill me, you're not Fu Cailin." "Yang Liming remained unfazed by the overwhelming aura emanating from him. If a fight broke out, he was confident of at least an 80% chance of victory. Moreover, he didn't believe Fu Cailin would turn against him. Although Fu Cailin was an even more stubborn nationalist than Song Tiandao, he wasn't the emperor of the Central Plains. What difference would killing him make?

Seeing Yang Liming's unwavering demeanor, Fu Cailin's pupils constricted slightly. He suddenly asked, "Answer me. What is life in your eyes?"

Yang Liming was taken aback. His lips twitched. "Damn it, it's that question again. Why does Fu Cailin ask everyone he meets? This guy's pursuit of life seems to have reached a perverted level."

Although he was cursing Fu Cailin in his heart, he immediately replied, "Everyone has a different answer. How do you expect me to answer Master?" Fu Cailin's eyes widened slightly as he said calmly, "Just state your own answer."

Fu Junzhuo was secretly worried when she saw her husband speaking so rudely to her master. The other two girls cursed Yang Liming for being ungrateful.

"You old bastard, who knows what life is?" Yang Liming thought to himself. After thinking for a moment, he said, "My understanding is only four words: 'survival of the fittest.' I wonder if Master agrees?"

Fu Cailin nodded. After thinking for a moment, he said, "So, in your opinion, the Sui Dynasty's invasion of Goryeo was also a sign of being the fittest?"

"More or less. If Goryeo and the Sui Dynasty switched places, Goryeo would probably be the fittest. No one can definitively say who is right and who is wrong in ethnic hatred, just as even the Master himself couldn't define life," Yang Liming said.

"Since you know that Goryeo and the Han people are sworn enemies, why did you come to find Junzhuo? You and Junzhuo are from different ethnic groups. When Goryeo and the Han people go to war, how will you and Junzhuo conduct yourselves? Can you stand on Goryeo's side for Junzhuo's sake?" Fu Cailin suddenly shouted.

"Of course not. If Goryeo and the Han people go to war, I will naturally stand on the Han people's side. Do you and the Master like someone who would betray his own race for a woman? I know I can't do that. I love my women very much, but I won't change myself for them. Because if I changed, I wouldn't be myself anymore, nor would I be the husband they love," Yang Liming said without hesitation.

"You value your own race more than your woman? What are you doing here looking for my sister?" The two younger sisters jumped out indignantly. Fu Junzhuo's face paled slightly.

"You two little girls are talking nonsense. There's no comparison. It's like asking you who's more important, your parents or your master. Can you answer that? Some things are simply indistinguishable in terms of importance," Yang Liming retorted.

"You're right. If you could betray your own race for Junzhuo, I would dislike you. But even now, I still cannot marry Junzhuo to you. You Han people are our Korean enemies! If it weren't for Junzhuo, I might draw my sword and kill you right now," Fu Cailin said seriously. The implication was that regardless of whether Yang Liming valued his own race, his woman, or both, Fu Cailin would not marry his disciple to a Han man.

"Hahaha, Master, you're not giving me a chance. What if my dowry is substantial enough?" Yang Liming laughed, not angry, at Fu Cailin's words.

"I don't believe any dowry can sway my decision," Fu Cailin said to Yang Liming with his distinctively handsome face.

"Then, Master and the three ladies, please hear me out about my dowry first," Yang Liming said, nodding at Fu Cailin's interest. He continued, "The Central Plains are currently in chaos due to the death of Yang Guang. The already declining state is now fragmented. The Central Plains can no longer pose a threat to Goryeo, as it is preoccupied with its own problems. Am I right?"

Fu Cailin nodded. "What does this have to do with your dowry?" "

Of course it does. Master should know the historical logic that unity inevitably leads to division, and division inevitably leads to unity. A divided empire will eventually be reunited. At that time, the Central Plains will rise from its lowest point. Goryeo will likely be the first nation to be destroyed by the new Han Chinese empire. How can we allow others to sleep peacefully beside our own?" Yang Liming declared loudly.

"Nonsense! Can you Han people destroy us? That scoundrel Yang Guang invaded Goguryeo three times with his entire nation, and he was defeated every time. You still have the nerve to say that? Even if you reunify the Central Plains, so what? You'll still just rely on your numbers." The second son, Fu Junyu, said dismissively.

"Who told you the Sui Dynasty was defeated by Goguryeo? Although Goguryeo had one of the three great masters, Grandmaster Ni, in charge, Goguryeo's weak national strength was no match for the Han army. That foolish Emperor Yang Guang launched three campaigns against Goguryeo.

The first was a defeat for Goguryeo, but Goguryeo paid a much higher price than the Sui Dynasty. Can that be called a victory? The second defeat was due to Yang Xuangan's rebellion; the Sui army retreated hastily without even engaging Goguryeo, so it can't be considered a true expedition. The third campaign, however, defeated the Goguryeo army, forcing the Goguryeo king to send envoys to surrender. That can be considered a victory." "Yes, but at this time, the Sui Dynasty was engulfed in war, with peasant uprisings and rebellions raging. Yang Guang didn't have time to accept Goguryeo's surrender before hastily leading his troops back home. Therefore, the failure of the three campaigns against Goguryeo was not due to Goguryeo itself, but to the internal strife within the Sui Dynasty. If it weren't for these factors, Goguryeo probably wouldn't exist anymore. Did Goguryeo think that their luck would be so good every time? Moreover, the emperor of the new great empire wouldn't be that incompetent Yang Guang, but rather someone who fought his way through the unification war and ultimately became the supreme ruler."

Fu Junyu was speechless after hearing his words. She knew that what Yang Liming said was true. She pouted unconvinced and said, "Anyway, Yang Guang failed."

"Yang Guang failed. But the Central Plains did not fail. May I ask, Master, if the Central Plains were to be reunified and then send a large army to destroy Goguryeo, what are the chances that Goguryeo, with its national strength, would escape?" Yang Liming ignored Fu Junyu and asked Fu Cailin instead.

Fu Cailin nodded and said, "You're right. Although I'm reluctant to admit it, Goryeo is indeed no match for the Han army. If the Central Plains are unified, it will indeed be the beginning of a disaster for Goryeo. Especially after I pass away, Goryeo will be without a ruler."

"That's right. Then my dowry is excessive." Yang Liming saw that Fu Cailin wasn't like ordinary Goryeo people who stubbornly refused to admit their inferiority. He felt that Fu Cailin truly deserved the status of one of the three grandmasters.

"Your dowry isn't a guarantee that Goryeo won't invade us after the Han people are unified, is it?" Fu Cailin asked, his eyes flashing.

"Exactly. As long as you're willing to marry Junzhuo to me, I can guarantee it. But to be precise, it's on the premise that Goryeo doesn't provoke our Han people without cause." Yang Liming clapped his hands and said, as if praising Fu Cailin's wisdom.

"What do you use to guarantee that?" Fu Cailin asked. The implication was that Fu Cailin had no right or power to influence the future ruler of the Central Plains.

"How about I choose the future master of the world?" Yang Liming said proudly.

"If you can prove you have the ability to choose the ruler of the world, I'll agree to your deal with Jun Zhuo," Fu Cailin said. An ordinary person would probably scoff at Yang Liming's boast of choosing the ruler of the world, thinking him overestimating himself. But Fu Cailin was no ordinary person. He needed Yang Liming's proof because he was also deeply worried about the impending reunification of the Central Plains.

"Alright, then please take a good look, Master." Yang Liming took out a strange-looking object from his storage ring. If a modern person saw what Yang Liming held, they would definitely recognize it as a laptop computer—a large LCD screen one with top-notch sound.

Seeing Yang Liming's ability to produce such a large object out of thin air, the three women's mouths gaped in surprise, and even Fu Cailin's eyes showed shock.

"I'm starting to believe you. Perhaps you really do have the ability to choose the ruler of this world," Fu Cailin said, stunned.

Yang Liming didn't speak. Instead, he turned on the computer screen. She opened a file…—

“Whoosh~~~~~ Boom!” “Rat-a-tat-tat…”

Heavy explosions and rapid-fire gunshots echoed one after another in the hall of Yijian Pavilion. The shocking sound effects even made the windows of Yijian Pavilion tremble slightly.

The three girls’ mouths were slightly open, their beautiful eyes wide open, and they stared intently at the scenes on the computer screen.

Fu Cailin, too, completely lost his composure as one of the three grandmasters. He craned his neck, utterly dumbfounded. They had maintained this posture and expression ever since Yang Liming turned on the computer.

The computer was playing a war movie set in the future, and a particularly intense one at that. The dense machine gun fire, the relentless artillery bombardment, and the flying human limbs deeply shocked the four ancient people who had never seen anything like it before.

"How powerful are these weapons?" Yang Liming asked, turning off the computer.

But no one responded. The four remained stunned. The last scene on the computer was too shocking. It was the scene of an atomic bomb explosion. The power to utterly destroy everything. Even now, these four country bumpkins from different generations hadn't processed it.

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took a deep breath. Fu Cailin, being a grandmaster, was the first to recover from the shock. Facing Yang Liming with utmost seriousness, Fu Cailin asked, "What was that piece of glass just now? Why did it produce that image?"

"Hehe. I can't really explain it right now. I'll tell you later. Anyway, that kind of glass can record what happens," Yang Liming said vaguely.

Seeing his expression, Fu Cailin knew he wouldn't say anything for the time being. After thinking for a moment, she said with a shocked expression, "Could it be that you're trying to tell me you have many of the weapons from that piece of glass?"

"Master is right," Yang Liming said, taking out a powerful bomb from his storage ring. He held it up to Fu Cailin and then threw it forcefully into the courtyard outside the door.

"Boom!" Even though Yang Liming threw it a hundred meters away, the huge explosion still shook the ground. The three women were also awakened. Like Fu Cailin, they rushed outside to see the huge crater.

"Such power. Although for true masters, as long as they aren't hit head-on, they won't be harmed, this kind of weapon would probably become the most powerful killing machine on the battlefield," Fu Cailin said with suspicion.

He paused, then turned back to Yang Liming and said, "Kid, who exactly are you? If you really have so many of these weapons, unifying the Central Plains wouldn't be impossible, let alone unifying the world."

"Just think of me as a legendary immortal. As for those weapons, of course I have plenty," Yang Liming said, pulling out grenades and machine guns one by one.

"Alright, alright. I believe you. I believe you have the power to influence the future ruler of the Central Plains. You should put these weapons away," Fu Cailin said, his scalp tingling. If dozens of them exploded at once, even he, one of the three Grandmasters, would be severely injured, if not killed.

"Haha, it's good that you believe me, Master. Then, can you agree to my marriage with Jun Zhuo? As long as you agree, I can guarantee that as long as Goryeo doesn't cause trouble, the Central Plains will be peaceful for the next hundred years after unification. As for a hundred years later, that's too far away for me to see or touch," Yang Liming said, seizing the opportunity.

"Just tell me where these weapons came from, how you conjured them out of thin air, and who your true identity is. I'll agree then. Otherwise, how could Junzhuo not even know the true identity of her husband?" Fu Cailin laughed. "Master, you agreed?" Although Fu Junzhuo had been confused, she had heard Fu Cailin's words clearly and shouted happily.

"Hehe, you silly girl. What can I do? You saw those weapons on that boy. If I didn't agree, he might throw a few into my room while I'm sleeping. Your master would be in his coffin early. Besides, if it can really ensure a hundred years of peace for Goryeo, I'd accept it even if he married you, or even if he married all three of you sisters." Fu Cailin smiled helplessly.

"Husband, did you hear what your master said? Hurry up and tell your master who you are and answer the questions he just asked!" Fu Junzhuo hurriedly tugged at Yang Liming's sleeve and shouted. She herself was also eager to know some of the things about her mysterious husband that she couldn't understand. Just now, the things he conjured out of thin air and the reflection in the mirror had terrified her. Her two younger sisters also stared at Yang Liming with wide, curious eyes, their little ears perked up, listening intently.

Yang Liming helplessly tapped his forehead. "Fine. I didn't want to say I wasn't from this world."

Then, under the four's coercion and enticement, Yang Liming revealed that he came from a world a thousand years in the future, the storage ring on his hand, and the Dao of cultivation, gods, the future, ancient times, time travel, traveling back and forth, and so on. He explained for a long time before they could roughly understand what a computer was. Anyway, the four ancient country bumpkins listened to Yang Liming's fantastical world with bewildered expressions. The three women kept asking questions, their curiosity evident. They talked from noon until evening before finally finishing.

"Ah. All my pursuit of life, my pursuit of the Dao, has been in vain. In the end, I only find myself a frog in a well. So this world is so vast. Is the ultimate martial arts cultivation just about achieving immortality and spiritual refinement?" Fu Cailin was naturally the one who processed Yang Liming's words the fastest. He sighed deeply and said,

"Master, every different world has its limitations. Who but a god can know everything? I am fortunate enough to be able to travel back and forth between my own world and this world, and to know how vast this world is. This is also a gift from the gods." Yang Liming comforted him. He attributed the matter of the main god, Xiaobai, to a fictitious god. In any case, it was easier for ancient people to understand.

"Yes." Fu Cailin, after all, was a grandmaster-level figure. He quickly recovered. He pointed at Yang Liming and said, "Come with me first." Then he took the lead and walked in one direction.

Although Yang Liming didn't know what he wanted to do, he still greeted the three women and followed him. He left them standing there, still processing what Yang Liming had said. For them, it was simply unbelievable.

Yang Liming followed Fu Cailin into a huge room. The walls of the room were lined with various weapons, clearly a training ground.

"Do you know why I believe you? Although your performance is miraculous, it's not enough to make me believe your almost absurd claims," Fu Cailin said, hands behind his back.

"I think it's because you, Master, also sensed the existence of other worlds. My words merely confirmed these inexplicable feelings," Yang Liming said.

Fu Cailin nodded. He had reached the state of oneness with heaven and man decades ago. Although his martial arts hadn't improved much over the decades, his understanding of martial arts had deepened. He had vaguely sensed something about the realm of shattering the void, also known as the Heavenly Dao. He could vaguely feel that once he reached that realm, he might break through the boundaries of space and travel to another world.

"Do you want to be an emperor? As you said, you're not from this world. You'll always return to your own world. I don't think you're suitable," Fu Cailin said.

Yang Liming scratched his head. He said, “Master is right. I am indeed not suitable to be an emperor. But Master, rest assured. I assure you that even if I am not emperor, I can still protect your Goryeo for a hundred years. Because the future emperor will only be my man. And don’t worry that Jun Zhuo will be widowed after I return to my own world. I can come to this world at any time and take Jun Zhuo with me.”

Fu Cailin nodded, then took out a slender sword from the weapons on the wall and said, “From the moment I saw you, I knew you were no less skilled than me, Ning Daoqi, and Bi Xuan. Let me witness your martial arts from another world.”

“I couldn’t ask for more. Since Master uses a sword, how about I use one too?” Yang Liming also took out an identical sword from the wall.

The two stood firmly, both feeling the pressure emanating from the other. It was the unique aura of masters of their level.

Suddenly, ten thousand cyan sword beams shot out from Fu Cailin’s slender sword, spreading like stars. A layer of red light also shone on his body, a sign that he had pushed his internal energy to its limit.

"The Art of the Yi Sword." Fu Cailin soared into the sky, transforming into a dazzling sphere of light. The sword tip, radiating immense light, shot directly at Yang Liming. "The sword is beautiful. It's imposing. It has amazing special effects. It's perfect for a fantasy movie," Yang Liming thought to himself upon seeing the magnificent Yi Sword Technique.

"Swift Wind Step, Double Attack." Yang Liming's movements weren't as flashy or dazzling as Fu Cailin's, but the visible layer of true energy surrounding him was not much weaker. The sword in his hand carried a greater weight than Fu Cailin's.

"Boom!" The sound of true energy exploding, the cracking of the training ground floor, and sounds that would terrify ordinary martial artists emanated from within. Even the three women in the distance heard it clearly and rushed towards the training ground. Upon reaching the entrance and seeing the terrifying energy emanating from within, they dared not enter. They could only worry inwardly, especially Fu Junzhuo. She assumed her husband and master had a fight.

Fortunately, just as she was about to rush in to mediate, the sounds of energy surging and explosions from the training ground gradually subsided.

The three girls immediately rushed in. "Master, husband, what are you doing? Ah!"

They had barely finished shouting when they saw the scene inside. Their master was covered in bruises, his already distinctive face now even more so. His clothes were tattered. The three girls swollen and battered brows

were something they had never seen their master in such a sorry state since they were old enough to understand. Yang Liming, on the other hand, looked much better, except for several tears in his clothes.

"Boy, we agreed on a sword fight. You used your fists!" Fu Cailin pointed to his black eye and said.

"Martial arts don't have so many rules. Master, you're so naive," Yang Liming replied.

"Hahaha, good. It's been a long time since I've had such a satisfying fight. I'm going into seclusion now. Before you come out, Yang boy, don't rush back to the Central Plains." Fu Cailin laughed loudly. Then he said to the three women who came in, "Your master Hou has gained a lot from this battle. I'll be going into seclusion for a while. You all entertain him. If anyone comes to see me, just say I'm not here." After saying that, he stood up and knocked on a wall in the training ground. With this knock, a passage leading underground appeared in the ground of the training ground. Fu Cailin simply waved his hand and went in. Then he closed the mechanism.

"You three, don't be dazed. I just compared my martial arts with your master." Yang Liming said to the three women.

"How could that be? Did Master lose to you, you scoundrel?" Fu Junqiang and Fu Junyu muttered to themselves.

"Husband, what's wrong with you? How could you treat my master like this?" Fu Junzhuo said unhappily, pulling Yang Liming. Thinking of the two panda eyes under her master's eyes, she really didn't know whether to laugh or be angry.

"Haha, no matter what, your master has already agreed to our marriage. And even though I hit him, he didn't blame me," Yang Liming said, pinching Fu Junzhuo's pretty nose.

Next, time passed. Yang Liming went back to the inn to pick up Xiao He'er and settled her in Yijian Pavilion. From this point on, he, the three Goryeo sisters, and Xiao He'er began their short-term cohabitation. Originally, Fu Junqiang and Fu Junyu, the two younger sisters, were indignant about Xiao He'er's appearance, but as the eldest sister involved, they didn't say anything. They were helpless. Yang Liming was simply labeled a "big radish" (a derogatory term for someone who bullies others). And as punishment, the four women (including Xiao He'er and Fu Junzhuo, who had joined in the commotion) forcefully "borrowed" the laptop Yang Liming had taken out last time. They studied it. Seeing their firm attitude and their faces full of curiosity about the computer, Yang Liming casually gave it to them and responsibly taught the girls how to use it. Since there was no internet in ancient times, even a laptop only had a few uses. For example, watching or playing the movies and games stored inside. But for the four girls from ancient times, this was enough to drive them crazy. They sat quietly and excitedly together watching TV. The name on the screen was none other than Grimm's Fairy Tale (Snow White), which everyone in modern times knows

. Yang Liming saw that they were engrossed in watching it and occasionally waved his little fists in protest for Snow White. He had to yawn and go back to sleep. Although he had the upper hand in his battle with Fu Cailin, it still took a toll on his energy. When

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Liming woke up, he was already late at night. Fu Junzhuo and Xiao He'er had already returned. The two girls were sleeping on his left and right sides, each occupying one of Yang Liming's arms, making it impossible for him to move.

He gently pulled out his left arm, which was covered in Fu Junzhuo's saliva, and gently kissed her forehead. He then used the same method to pull out his right arm, which was trapped between Xiao He'er's legs. He stood up.

He smiled wryly at the enormous, erect thing between his legs. A man's energy is at its peak right after waking up, and Yang Liming was no exception. But looking at the two women sleeping soundly, he really didn't want to disturb their sweet dreams.

He sighed and muttered to himself, "Never mind, I'll just go for a walk and enjoy the night breeze."

He tiptoed out the door. He had just reached the stone table in the courtyard and started drinking when Xiao Bai's voice rang in his mind, bringing him good news.

"What's wrong, Xiao Bai? You said you've opened the fifth layer of the sealed space. Is it true?" Yang Liming asked excitedly. Although Xiao Bai could conjure many things out of thin air, there were some things it couldn't conjure. For example, martial arts manuals, cultivation manuals, living things, and divine artifacts. But Yang Liming might be able to obtain the finest examples of these things from the sealed coded space of the King of Atlantis.

"Of course it's true. Did Daddy think I'd talk nonsense like you?" Xiao Bai rolled its eyes.

"Haha, what good stuff is it this time? Another divine artifact?" Yang Liming asked.

"What do you think divine artifacts are? You can find tons of them anywhere," Xiaobai replied.

Yang Liming didn't care if it wasn't a divine artifact. After all, the King of Atlantis wouldn't leave trash in the password space. Then Xiaobai introduced the good stuff they'd obtained.

One was a very practical item. Although it wasn't a divine artifact, in the hands of some powerful individuals, its functions might be even greater than a divine artifact. Its name was the Soul Control Artifact. Its function was to control anyone. Of course, the premise was that the person obediently stayed still, allowing you to inject the Soul Control Artifact's sub-device into their body. Once the sub-device was injected, the person would be completely controlled by the Soul Control Artifact's wielder. As long as the controlled person wasn't dead, they would forever be loyal to the person using the Soul Control Artifact. The second item was a pale blue metallic inner armor that shimmered with a strange light. This inner armor was only a thin piece. Most people would probably think it was something strange. However, Yang Liming learned about the function of this inner armor from a line of text on the back. The inner armor was described as

"Evolvable Heart Armor," made from a strange metal produced within the belly of a sacred beast from the divine realm, the Heavenly Moon Demon Wolf. Its defensive power depended on the strength of its wearer. For example, if you had the power of an early-stage Innate Realm cultivator, wearing this inner armor would give you three times the defensive power of an ordinary early-stage Innate Realm expert. In other words, someone who could normally kill you instantly at the mid-stage of the Innate Realm would have to use more than three times their strength to do so. Similarly, if the wearer was a master of the Unity of Heaven and Man stage, they would gain three times their own defensive power.

"Damn... a watch!" Yang Liming exclaimed, holding up his two loot. The "Evolvable Heart Armor" was one piece, while the Soul Control Device resembled a watch. Its appearance was quite similar to the main body of the God-like Little White. This watch contained twenty silver hands, which were the sub-devices of the Soul Control Device. Once a person is pierced in the forehead by one of these twenty silver needles, they will become a slave to the Soul Control Device's master. The controlled person will either be released by the Soul Control Device's master or die. The silver needles will then return to the Soul Control Device.

He put the Soul Control Device on his left hand. (His right hand was Xiaobai's territory.) He tossed the Evolvable Heart Armor directly into his storage ring. With his current strength, there weren't many people in this world who could threaten him. He planned to wear this treasure when he reached a certain point in the world, or give it to his woman. After doing this, Yang Liming took out a bottle of wine from his storage ring, intending to celebrate. He had obtained the treasure, after all. He had only taken a few sips when Yang Liming frowned.

"Strange. What's that little girl doing?" Yang Liming heard a faint moan coming from his younger sister, Fu Junqiang. It sounded like both pain and pleasure. Although the sound was very soft, so soft that even a master of innate hearing wouldn't easily hear it, Yang Liming heard it.

"Hmph, is there a thief trying to steal my business? Wasting so many beautiful flowers for my little sister before me? This is intolerable!" Yang Liming slammed down the wine bottle. But then he thought something was amiss. Given Fu Cailin's prestige in Goryeo and his formidable martial arts skills, who would be so foolish as to want to die? Besides, Fu Junqiang wasn't someone to be trifled with. Anyone without the ability to pluck her flower would be instantly killed. Although he thought it was impossible, Yang Liming still rushed towards his younger sister Fu Junqiang's territory with the air of a hero rescuing a damsel in distress. The three sisters' rooms were in three different directions, but not far apart. So, at Yang Liming's speed, he arrived in no time. As he approached his younger sister's room, the girl's moans of both pain and pleasure became more and more obvious. It seemed... it seemed like she had really been... with a man. However, Yang Liming's powerful senses didn't detect any man's breathing inside.

"Hehehe, this girl wouldn't have done it to herself, would she? Probably not! This morning when Junzhuo and I were doing 'that' and she caught us, she seemed so innocent. She didn't even seem to understand what 'that' meant. Could it be that after Junzhuo lectured her this morning and I touched her for a while, she suddenly became enlightened?" Yang Liming's lewd thoughts surfaced in his mind.

He tiptoed onto the roof of his little sister's room, lifted a tile, and peered inside. With his cultivation at the Unity of Heaven and Man level, his little sister, only at the early stage of the Innate Realm, naturally wouldn't notice such a sneaky act.

The eyes of a master at the Unity of Heaven and Man level instantly took in everything in his little sister's room.

"Ugh!" Yang Liming quickly covered his nose, afraid of a nosebleed. His lewd thoughts had unbelievably become reality.

He saw his little sister, Fu Junqiang, sitting in her room, her upper body fully clothed. But her panties were completely gone—including her two slender, extremely beautiful legs. Her legs were spread wide apart, completely uncovered. A small hand was groping between her legs, occasionally pinching her swollen clitoris. Her face was flushed red, as if it were about to overflow with moisture, just like the flesh inside her vagina. Her two beautiful, white feet were arched. Clearly, she was extremely aroused.

Moans escaped her lips, as if enticing the voyeur Yang Liming to transform into a beast and rush over to ravage her. "

Chapter 161 Oh my god, the pure little sister is actually..."

When Yang Liming woke up, it was already late at night. Fu Junzhuo and Xiao He'er had already returned. The two girls were sleeping on either side of him, each occupying one of Yang Liming's arms, making him unable to move. He

gently pulled out his left arm, which was covered in Fu Junzhuo's saliva. He gently kissed her forehead, then used the same method to pull his right arm out from between Xiao He'er's legs. He stood up,

looking wryly at his enormous, erect member. A man's energy is at its peak right after waking up, and Yang Liming was no exception. But looking at the two women sleeping soundly, he really didn't want to disturb their sweet dreams.

He sighed and muttered to himself, "Never mind, I'll just go for a walk and enjoy the night breeze."

He quietly opened the door and went out. Just as he reached the stone table in the courtyard and started drinking, Xiao Bai's voice rang in his mind, bringing him good news.

"What's wrong, Xiao Bai? You said you've opened the fifth layer of the sealed space. Is it true?" Yang Liming asked excitedly. Although Xiao Bai could conjure many things out of thin air with energy, there were some things it couldn't conjure. For example, martial arts manuals, cultivation manuals, living things, and divine artifacts. But these things... Yang Liming might possess them in Atlantis.

"Of course it's true. Did Dad think I'd talk nonsense like you?" Xiaobai rolled her eyes and said.

"Hahaha, what good stuff is it this time? Is it some kind of divine artifact again?" Yang Liming asked .

"What do you think divine artifacts are? You can find tons of them anywhere." Xiaobai said.

Yang Liming didn't care that it wasn't a divine artifact. Anyway, the King of Atlantis wouldn't leave trash in the password space. Then Xiaobai introduced the good stuff they had obtained. It

was a very practical item. Although it wasn't a divine artifact, its function in the hands of some powerful people might be even greater than a divine artifact. Its name was Soul Control Artifact. Its function was to control anyone. Of course, the premise was that the person stayed still and allowed you to inject the sub-device of the Soul Control Artifact into their body. Once the sub-device was injected into the body, the person would be completely controlled by the holder of the Soul Control Artifact. As long as the controlled person wasn't dead, they would always be loyal to the person using the Soul Control Artifact. The second item was a pale blue metallic inner armor that shimmered with a strange light. It was only a thin piece. Most people would probably mistake it for something odd. However, Yang Liming learned its function from a line of text on the back:

"Evolvable Heart Armor." It was made from a strange metal produced within the belly of a sacred beast from the divine realm, the Heavenly Moon Demon Wolf. Its defensive power depended on the strength of its wearer. For example, if you had the power of an early-stage Innate Realm cultivator, wearing this armor would give you three times the defensive power of an average early-stage Innate Realm expert. That is, someone who could normally kill you instantly at the mid-stage

of the Innate Realm would have to use more than three times their strength to do so. Similarly, if the wearer was a master of the Unity of Heaven and Man stage, they would gain three times their own defensive power. "Holy crap... a watch!" Yang Liming exclaimed, holding up his two loot. The "Evolvable Heart Armor" was shaped like a watch, while the Soul Control Device resembled one. Its appearance is quite similar to the main body of the God-like Little White. This watch contains twenty silver needles. Those are the sub-devices of the Soul Control Device. Once one of these twenty silver needles pierces the forehead, that person will become the slave of the Soul Control Device's master. If the controlled person is released by the Soul Control Device's master or dies, the silver needles will return to the Soul Control Device.

He wore the Soul Control Device on his left hand (the right hand is Little White's territory). However, he directly threw the Evolving Heart Armor into his storage ring. With his current strength, there are very few people in this world who can threaten him. He'll wear this treasure when he reaches a certain point in the world, or give it to his woman. After doing all this, Yang Liming took out a bottle of wine from his storage ring, intending to celebrate. He'd obtained the treasure, after all. He'd only taken a few sips when Yang Liming frowned.

"Strange. What's that little girl doing?" Yang Liming heard a faint moan coming from his younger sister, Fu Junqiang, sounding both pain and pleasure. Although the sound was very soft—so soft that even a master with innate hearing would have difficulty hearing it—Yang Liming heard it.

"Hmph, is some thief trying to steal my business? He ruined all these beautiful flowers for my little sister before I could. This is intolerable!" Yang Liming slammed down the wine bottle in his hand. But then he thought something was amiss. Given Fu Cailin's prestige in Korea and her incredible martial arts skills, who would be so foolish as to want to die? Besides, Fu Junqiang wasn't someone to be trifled with. Anyone without the ability to pluck her flowers would be instantly killed. Although he thought it was impossible, Yang Liming still rushed towards Fu Junqiang's territory with the air of a hero rescuing a damsel in distress. The three sisters' rooms were in three different directions, but not far apart. So, Yang Liming arrived quickly. As he approached his little sister's room, the girl's moans of both pain and pleasure became increasingly clear. It seemed…it seemed like she had really been sexually assaulted by a man. However, Yang Liming's powerful senses didn't detect any male breathing inside.

"Hehehe, this girl wouldn't have done it to herself, would she? Probably not! This morning when Junzhuo and I were doing 'that' and she caught us, she seemed so innocent. She didn't even seem to understand what 'that' meant. Could it be that after Junzhuo lectured her this morning and I touched her for a while, she suddenly became enlightened?" Yang Liming's lewd thoughts surfaced in his mind.

He tiptoed onto the roof of his little sister's room, lifted a tile, and peered inside. With his cultivation at the Unity of Heaven and Man level, his little sister, only at the early stage of the Innate Realm, naturally wouldn't notice such a sneaky act.

The eyes of a master at the Unity of Heaven and Man level instantly took in everything in his little sister's room.

"Ugh!" Yang Liming quickly covered his nose, afraid of a nosebleed. His lewd thoughts had unbelievably become reality.

He saw his little sister, Fu Junqiang, sitting in her room, her upper body fully clothed. But her panties were completely gone—including her two slender, extremely long legs. Her legs were spread wide apart, completely uncovered. A small hand was stroking her vulva, occasionally pinching her swollen clitoris. Her face was flushed, as if it were about to overflow with moisture, just like the flesh inside her vulva. Her two beautiful, white feet were arched. Clearly, she was extremely aroused.

Moans escaped her lips, as if enticing the voyeur Yang Liming to transform into a beast and pounce on her.

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