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【Phoenix in Flames】Chapter 3: The Flames of War, Section 6: The Eve of the Decisive Battle 4.

At Tingtao Courtyard, Fan Jianxin meticulously cared for Xia Qingyang all morning, a smile always playing on her pretty face.

At noon, someone brought food; the meal was quite lavish, but the person delivering it looked at Fan Jianxin with lustful eyes, giving
her a bad feeling. She had seen too many such looks in Jinshui Corner.

After eating, Fan Jianxin felt somewhat tired and leaned against the bed to rest. A man pushed open the door and entered, pointing at
Fan Jianxin and saying, "You, come out and get the medicine."

Seeing his lustful gaze, the intelligent Fan Jianxin knew what she would face after going out. She suppressed
her turbulent emotions and smiled at Xia Qingyang, saying, "I'll be right back. Please don't move around too much."

Xia Qingyang was half-asleep and didn't think much of it, nodding and saying, "Go ahead, I'll be fine."

Before leaving, Fan Jianxin looked back at him one last time. Another humiliation was about to begin; she hoped Xia Qingyang
could give her some strength.

Ten minutes passed, and Xia Qingyang hadn't seen her return. He was puzzled. Did getting the medicine take that long? Did
she go somewhere else to get it? No way, with so many disciples of the Martial Saint Sect, why would she need to accompany him? Thinking this
, a look flashed through Xia Qingyang's mind – "Desire!" Instantly, he understood what the man wanted.

Xia Qingyang opened his mouth to shout, but then remembered he hadn't even asked her name. He could only yell, "Help
! Someone—"

Xia Qingyang's guess was correct. As soon as Fan Jianxin left, she was dragged to the next room. Not just one, but
five beast-like men were waiting for her, including Cai Yidao, who had already raped her. It was he who
had praised her so effusively to the other disciples of the Martial Saint Sect, arousing their desires.

There were no words, because no words were needed. In the blink of an eye, the round-necked floral cotton skirt
was lifted , the hem brushing past her straight thighs, flat stomach, high breasts, and fair neck, finally
floating to the ground above her head. In the blink of an eye, seven point two seconds passed. In a mere half-finger snap, Fan Jianxin's naked body was exposed
before the wolf-like man.

Life has countless snaps of the fingers. In the instant the first snap passed, Fan Jianxin was already lying on her back on the bed, the lewd and
obscene man reaching out his demonic hand towards her. Still silent, the second snap saw her legs humiliatingly spread apart, her
secret paradise vulnerable, the hard, massive rod penetrating deep inside.

The men surrounding her vented their bestial desires wantonly, the hard wooden bed thumping with each impact.

At the eye of the storm, Fan Jianxin gritted her teeth, remaining silent. This room was separated from Xia Qingyang's by only
one wall; Fan Jianxin didn't want him to hear her painful groans.

"This woman doesn't moan!"

"No way, when I was fucking her just now, she was moaning so lewdly!" These words came from Cai Yidao.

"Why aren't you moaning now?"

"Of course! You're useless, haha!"

Fan Jianxin's silence aroused the men's intense animalistic desires, and they ravaged her even more violently, each hoping she
would writhe and moan beneath them. But no matter what they did, Fan Jianxin remained silent.

Just as Fan Jianxin was enduring the pain, she suddenly heard Xia Qingyang's roar, "Help! Someone!" Her heart
suddenly warmed ; this silly man who only knew how to apologize had finally thought of her. At that moment, tears
welled up in her beautiful eyes, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth and sob.

"You've fallen for that Xia Qingyang kid too, haven't you? He's really lucky with women!" the man on top of her, thrusting
his penis said sourly.

“What a pity, both of these women are from Jinshui Cape. Mei Ji is blind too. Such beautiful women
can’t be found even in Paradise. If I had known this, I would have gone to Jinshui Cape too. Hey, hurry up! You’ve been going on for
over ten minutes, are you ever going to stop?!” The people waiting nearby were getting impatient.

“Help! Someone come here!” Xia Qingyang’s voice from next door was even louder.

“What’s this kid yelling about? Women from Jinshui Cape have been fucked by countless men, and he still acts
like they’re his precious darling!”

“Why are you crying? You don’t want to be fucked by me? If you cry again, I’ll fuck you to death!”
The man viciously.

“Take your hands off me, I can’t hold back anymore. Use your little mouth to make me feel good first!” The people next to him couldn’t wait any longer,
pulled away Fan Jianxin’s hand covering her mouth, and shoved his penis into her mouth.

“Help! Someone come here!”

“Help! Someone come here!”

“Help! Someone come here!”

…

Xia Qingyang’s voice was a little hoarse, but it was even more terrifying. Amidst the roars, the five men continued their wanton rape of
Fan Jianxin. Each was a seasoned veteran, possessing exceptional stamina. To hasten the process, Fan Jianxin was flipped over,
her mouth, vagina, and anus all filled with penises. As the men thrust in and out, listening to Xia Qingyang's cries,
large tears streamed down Fan Jianxin's face. Xia Qingyang kept yelling, and the men were growing increasingly annoyed by his shouts.

"Go check on this kid, make sure nothing bad happens." Although Xia Qingyang had angered the Martial Saint, and the consequences were unknown
, he was still a formal disciple of the Martial Saint.

One of the men, having just satisfied his lust, ran out and quickly returned. "He fell off the bed. I
think he's trying to crawl out of the room. You guys hurry, or something serious might happen," he said.

Fan Jianxin felt a pang of pain in her heart. He was truly a good man, so willing to do anything for her.

The men on top of her began to quicken their pace. Fan Jianxin's body possessed an irresistible allure; if they hadn't
consciously controlled themselves, they would have ejaculated long ago. Amidst the frenzied throbbing of the penis, her mouth, vagina, and anus were filled with thick
semen.

Freed, Fan Jianxin didn't immediately go next door. She went to the sink to spit out the semen,
washed her face with a towel, wiped her messy genitals, tidied her hair, and forced a stiff
smile at herself in the mirror.

"Where's the medicine?" she asked them.

"What medicine?" They had completely forgotten about it.

"Didn't you tell me to get the medicine?" Fan Jianxin said.

"Here!" Cai Yidao pulled out a bottle of safflower oil and tossed it to her.

Fan Jianxin took the safflower oil and left the room, returning to Xia Qingyang, who was struggling to crawl towards the door.

"What are you doing! Why did you get off the bed!" Fan Jianxin said painfully, helping him back onto the bed.

"Bring that beast here!" Xia Qingyang's eyes were fierce, as if he wanted to devour her.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand," Fan Jianxin said, forcing a smile.

"He told you to go out; he must have abused you!" Xia Qingyang said.

"No," Fan Jianxin forced a smile. "I went to get the medicine with him. The medicine is at the foot of the mountain; it's quite a walk."
"My legs are killing me from walking so much. Look, the medicine isn't here." She held up a bottle of medicine in her hand.

Fan Jianxin was holding safflower oil, used for sprains and bruises. Xia Qingyang had a fracture, so he wouldn't need
that medicine. He knew perfectly well that the girl in front of him was saying this to avoid making him worry or get involved. However, he didn't
expect that in just over twenty minutes, she hadn't been raped by one man, but by five men.

"Don't go out again, stay by my side, I won't let them touch you again." Since she insisted,
Xia Qingyang didn't press the issue. He thought for a moment and said, "I already know your name."

"My name is Xia Xiaoxin, you can just call me Xiaoxin, Xiaoxin as in careful." Fan Jianxin said. Xia Xiaoxin
was the alias she used when she came to Luofeng Island.

"Hehe, Xiaoxin, not a bad name, Xiaoxin." Xia Qingyang also smiled and said.

"Yes, it's always better to be careful. I've always been very careless, and being called Xiaoxin every day helps me make fewer mistakes
." "Fan Jianxin thought. However, her nickname was Xiaoxin, so Xia Qingyang didn't feel
awkward .

Young people are always easier to communicate with, and as they chatted, they no longer felt any sense of unfamiliarity.

Lying on his back was very uncomfortable, so Fan Jianxin helped him turn over, lifting the blanket to reveal his erect
penis . Xia Qingyang laughed self-deprecatingly, "This thing doesn't obey my commands now."

"Do you want to pee now? You drank a bowl of bone broth at noon." Fan Jianxin was worried that he still couldn't
pee.

Hearing her say that, Xia Qingyang seemed to feel the urge to urinate, but he knew he definitely couldn't in this state.
"It's okay now, I'll try later!" He wanted to hold it in a little longer and try harder when he felt more urgent. He didn't want her to give
him oral sex again.

"Hmm, if it doesn't work later, we can do it like this morning." Fan Jianxin covered him with the blanket.

"It's not good to keep doing this." "Xia Qingyang said embarrassedly.

"Xue'er is my good sister. You risked your life to save her, and even saved me. I
don't know how to thank you enough. I'm happy to do something for you." Fan Jianxin spoke the truth.

Mentioning Leng Xue, Xia Qingyang's face darkened. He had witnessed her being raped by Qinglong, and now she was in
his hands. He could imagine that she would be humiliated again.

"When did you and Xue'er meet?" Although he was in low spirits, Xia Qingyang still wanted to know about
Leng Xue's life in the past twenty days.

"When we entered the island, we shared a room. We were probably both rewarded with the qualifications to cultivate in the Demon God Cave
. Later, I was eliminated. Coincidentally, we both ended up in Jinshui Corner and were assigned to the same room again."

Fan Jianxin said. Xia Qingyang's question stirred up past memories, and her mood became much lower.

"Strange, really strange! I saw all ten women back then. Except for Xue'er, you were much
prettier . How could you have been eliminated?" "Xia Qingyang said. Fan Jianxin's temperament, appearance, and figure are all excellent.
When she is with the women of Paradise, she is immediately outshone.

"I don't understand this either," Fan Jianxin said. She has never been able to figure this out. She is
very confident in herself. How could she not compete with those women? Now that she thinks about it,
the man assigned to her in the final exam must have taken some kind of drug, otherwise she would never have been unable to ejaculate. If she had to find a reason,
the most likely one is that Mei Ji doesn't like her.

"Not only you, but Xue'er also went there. I thought in the Demon God Cave that she was either with Qinglong
or in Paradise. I never expected her to be in Jinshui Corner." Xia Qingyang said with great heartache, "I think
it must be because she is too stubborn and angered Qinglong, so she was sent there to suffer." He
wondered what he would think if he knew that it was the Martial Saint who sent Leng Xue to Jinshui Corner.

"When did you go to Jinshui Corner?" Xia Qingyang asked again.

"About a month ago. Let me think, it should be a month and two days today." "Fan Jianxin has a good
memory ."

Xia Qingyang's heart sank. He had been cultivating in the Demon God Cave for exactly one month. Leng Xue had gone to Jinshui Cape the day after she was raped by Qinglong, the
very day he entered the Demon God Cave. Xia Qingyang had never been to Jinshui Cape; he had only heard it was
a low-class brothel and comfort station on the island.

"You, you..." Xia Qingyang wanted to know about Leng Xue's life there, but he didn't know
how to ask.

"Just say what you want to say," Fan Jianxin said generously.

Xia Qingyang thought for a moment and said, "Tell me about life there."

"Want the truth?" Fan Jianxin was afraid he wouldn't be able to accept it.

"Of course." What had to be faced had to be faced; Xia Qingyang was a man of principle.

"We start at four in the afternoon and work until two in the morning." Fan Jianxin paused, then gritted
her teeth and added, "Generally, one man per hour."

"Ah!" Xia Qingyang knew that the women in Jinshuijiao were merely tools for men's sexual gratification, but she didn't know that
they were raped by ten men a day. In a month, over three hundred men had raped her.

"Alright, stop talking. I want to rest." Xia Qingyang closed her eyes, but her heart was still racing.

Fan Jianxin remained silent, her voice heavy with sorrow. No one wanted to relive this experience. In half a month, at most a month,
the Extreme Angels would attack Luofeng Island, and the days of suffering would end. A glimmer of hope remained in her heart.

At dinner time, a disciple of a Martial Saint entered again, saying to Fan Jianxin, "You, take the food."

He left the room before she could answer.

Fan Jianxin hesitated, knowing she would be raped again if she went out, but she had no choice. Just as she stood
up , Xia Qingyang suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed her hand, and said resolutely, "Don't go!"

A surge of warmth welled up in Fan Jianxin's heart. Even in his injuries, he still wanted to protect himself. But if he didn't go out,
he might miss dinner, and he desperately needed to replenish his energy. "You need to eat, right? I'll go get some and be right back. Let
go!" Fan Jianxin tried to break free from his grip.

"If they want to give me food, they will. And the Martial Saint's willingness to see me means there's still hope;
they won't dare to act recklessly. Even if they don't bring food, missing one meal won't kill us
. We can just go hungry together," Xia Qingyang said.

"It's okay if I don't eat, but how can you not eat? Let me out!" Fan Jianxin struggled desperately,
but couldn't break free.

"Listen to me, don't go out. If you want to hurt my wounds, then struggle all you want; if you want me
to crawl out the door, then go ahead," Xia Qingyang said firmly.

Fan Jianxin was truly moved. She sensed Xia Qingyang's determination and stopped insisting: "Fine, I won't go out. Let's
see if he brings food."

After a while, the man came in again and said, "You don't need to eat! Come with me to get the food!"
He then tried to drag Fan Jianxin away.

"Let go!" Xia Qingyang roared.

"What are you doing!" The man was startled.

"If you take her outside today, I'll kill you once I'm healed!" Although Xia Qingyang couldn't
move, he still possessed the imposing aura of a crouching tiger.

"Are you trying to scare me?" The man was still persistent.

"Do I, Xia Qingyang, need to scare you? I can even fight Qinglong, let alone you!" Xia Qingyang said calmly.

From the moment he stormed Qinglong's mansion, everyone knew he was incredibly audacious. It wasn't worth making a deep grudge against him over a woman
. The man left, cursing and swearing. After a while, another person came in, carrying food. Xia Qingyang's
judgment was correct; the Martial Saint's disciples dared not make things too difficult for him.

Xia Qingyang and Fan Jianxin exchanged a smile, especially Fan Jianxin, who had escaped humiliation under his protection. She was as
happy as a child, carefully feeding him bite by bite.

After dinner and a short rest, Xia Qingyang felt an increasing urge to urinate, but no matter how hard he tried, he
couldn't. Instead of urinating, he uncontrollably defecated, filling the room with a stench.

"I'm sorry, those scoundrels probably put laxatives in the food,"
Xia Qingyang .

Fan Jianxin brought a glass of water to the bedside, looking at him seriously and saying, "From now on, I have a request.
Can you grant it?"

"Oh, what request?" Xia Qingyang asked, a little curious seeing her so stern.

"From now on, you are not allowed to say sorry again." As she spoke, Fan Jianxin's face lit up with a smile.

Xia Qingyang smiled too; he felt quite happy being with her.

Fan Jianxin carefully wiped away the filth from his penis. For some reason, she didn't feel disgusted at all. Being able to do anything for him,
no matter what, made her happy.

"Don't force yourself, let me help you." Fan Jianxin lowered her head and gently licked his hot
penis with the tip of her tongue.

"No..." Xia Qingyang wanted to say sorry again, but stopped himself after saying only one word. Fan Jianxin turned her face and
gave him a playful smile, approving of his good reaction.

Just like in the morning, the Taotie's flesh enhanced his sexual ability, and oral sex never provided
the same comprehensive . Furthermore, Fan Jianxin wasn't the person he loved, so despite her best efforts, after nearly half an hour,
Xia Qingyang, while experiencing pleasure, was far from reaching his peak.

"You should rest for a bit, you look very tired." Xia Qingyang noticed the fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

Fan Jianxin spat out his penis and smiled at him, "It's alright, I'm not tired. How about I
take off my clothes like this morning?" Before he could answer, Fan Jianxin lifted her clothes and took them off, revealing her naked and alluring body.

Admiring her beautiful body increased his excitement, but it still wasn't effective. Fan Jianxin was
fine, slowly igniting her desire as she sucked on his penis. If she were to stop now, she wouldn't want to.
Xia ; the more anxious he was, the less he could ejaculate.

At this moment, Cai Yidao pushed open the door and, seeing the scene, chuckled, "Still not working."

"Yes," Xia Qingyang said. Because he had been responsible for treating him, although he didn't have much affection for him, he hadn't
kicked him out. Xia Qingyang didn't know that it was because of him that the other disciples of the Martial Saint raped Fan Jianxin.

“It’s still because of the blood of the Taotie. The Martial Saint said that this extremely strong and yang energy requires at least twenty sexual encounters
to dissipate. Just like sexual intercourse, the first ejaculation is relatively easy, but the second one lasts much longer. You
just ejaculated this morning, so it won’t be so easy to ejaculate now. That’s why I forgot to mention, try to drink less water.
If you need to urinate in the middle of the night, it will be even more difficult to ejaculate,” Cai Yidao said slowly and deliberately.

Xia Qingyang secretly regretted that he had drunk the entire bowl of bone broth that night. At the time, he only thought about making the wound heal
faster, never considering this problem.

Cai Yidao’s desire surged as he looked at Fan Jianxin’s naked body. He took three steps in two to walk to her side, bent down, and grabbed her
full breasts. Fan Jianxin’s body trembled involuntarily. At this moment, Xia Qingyang was fully conscious and clearly
noticed the change in her body.

“What are you doing!” Xia Qingyang shouted.

“Like this morning, a live performance to stimulate you!” Cai Yidao said with a wicked smile.

"Let go of my hand, I don't need your help," Xia Qingyang shouted angrily.

Cai Yidao knew someone had already been humiliated, and seeing his anger, he was somewhat afraid and had no choice but to release his hand
and leave unwillingly. After all that, Xia Qingyang was much further away from ejaculation.

"You can move your hand, right?" Fan Jianxin suddenly asked.

Xia Qingyang flexed his fingers and said, "I can still move my hand."

"Come on, grab my breast, okay?" Fan Jianxin moved closer to him, took his hand, and placed it on her
breast .

"This isn't quite right." Fan Jianxin's body was undeniably alluring, but because she loved Leng Xue, and she
was Leng Xue's good friend, she felt this wasn't quite right.

"You're a bit old-fashioned. I think Xue'er would make you do the same if she knew. We all hope
you get up soon." The intelligent Fan Jianxin understood his thoughts. Although she felt a little disappointed, his
health was the most important thing right now.

"Understood." Xia Qingyang no longer hesitated. He decided to temporarily stop thinking about Leng Xue, because he was
worried and felt guilty about seeing other women naked and touching their breasts, which made it even harder to ejaculate. He
focused his attention on Fan Jianxin, savoring her beauty and feeling the softness and smoothness of her skin.

After Xia Qingyang touched her breasts, Fan Jianxin's desire burned even brighter. His hands were strong, and her body felt an indescribable tingling sensation from his
touch Fan Jianxin feel even
more itchy, and she couldn't help but moan softly.

Fan Jianxin's desire naturally did not escape Xia Qingyang's notice. Since she felt this way, he would try to give her as much pleasure as possible
, that was Xia Qingyang's thought.

Xia Qingyang's desire moved step by step towards its peak, but it was still lacking, and he couldn't reach the extreme. On the contrary, Fan
Jianxin's pretty face was flushed, she moaned continuously, and her naked body writhed like a water snake, looking like she was bursting with spring passion. She
first felt itchy in her breasts, then itchy all over her body, and finally the itching was concentrated in her private parts, and her body
felt unbearably hot as if it were on fire.

"Qingyang, lie down a little closer." Without realizing it, Fan Jianxin had even changed how she addressed him.

The bed was large. Xia Qingyang lay on his side, and Fan Jianxin also got on the bed, lying in the opposite direction. She still had the penis
in her mouth , one hand grasping her breast, the other reaching down. She felt an unbearable itch in her private parts,
wanting to fill it with whatever she could.

Xia Qingyang's face was right next to her lower abdomen. He watched as Fan Jianxin's fingers rubbed her clitoris, the clitoris
slowly . Then her fingers parted the labia and inserted deeply, clear fluid immediately gushing from her honeypot
. Although he had been with seven or eight women, he had never seen a woman's private
parts so close. Fan Jianxin's private parts were as delicate as a flower, extremely vibrant; the stimulation was so intense.

Fan Jianxin's private parts drew closer and closer. In his daze, he moved his head forward a few inches, sticking out his tongue to gently lick
her honeypot . Fan Jianxin immediately sensed his actions, her body trembling violently as if electrocuted. She moved her slender waist,
pressing her private parts even closer to his face. He sucked on her clitoris, and Fan Jianxin couldn't make a sound with his penis in her mouth,
but her long nasal sounds were even more intoxicating. She bent one leg, raising the other high in the air, her fingers,
Xia Qingyang 's lips, and tongue vying to caress her private parts. At this moment, Fan Jianxin experienced the pleasure and
immense power of the black wave for the first time in her life.

Almost simultaneously, Xia Qingyang's penis erupted in her mouth. Feeling the impact, Fan Jianxin thrust her middle finger
deep into her honey hole. Her vagina began to contract and spasm. After contracting to its extreme, she began to release
the heat that had been accumulating for a long time. In the frenzied twisting, her love juices flowed wildly. As the black wave pushed her to the highest point, her
urethra powerfully gushed out a pale yellow fluid, wetting Xia Qingyang's face. What Fan Jianxin expelled
wasn't urine, but rather female ejaculation after extreme pleasure, commonly known as "vaginal ejaculation." Few women
experience this during orgasm, but Fan Jianxin's first ever orgasm resulted in this.

Fan Jianxin was completely unaware of this, but Xia Qingyang noticed. This was the first time he had witnessed and
experienced this unique female physiological reaction, which, while novel, further aroused his desire.

After ejaculating, Xia Qingyang could finally urinate freely. Fan Jianxin, knowing she had displayed
great , blushed and lowered her head to clean him.

"Why is your face so red?" Xia Qingyang asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Nothing," Fan Jianxin hurriedly put on her clothes.

"You should rest too. Leaning against the bed all the time must be tiring. There's so much space here, you should sleep
for a bit," Xia Qingyang said. He felt a sisterly affection for her, seeing her so charming and adorable.

"No need, I'll just lean against it for a bit," Fan Jianxin said, her face turning even redder.

"I know, you're embarrassed," Xia Qingyang said. "You're Xue'er's good sister, and also my
sister . What's the difference?"

"Hmm." Fan Jianxin really wanted to sleep next to him.

Gently lying down beside him, Fan Jianxin calmed her pounding heart and looked at his handsome face.

"Okay, sleep." Xia Qingyang closed his eyes, and soon his even breathing filled the air. However,

Fan Jianxin, sleeping next to Xia Qingyang, couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

To be continued .

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[Phoenix in Flames] Chapter 3 War and Smoke Section 6 The Eve of the Decisive Battle 5
"Phoenix in Flames" Chapter 3 War and Smoke Section 6 The Eve of the Decisive Battle 5

An unnamed island in the Philippine archipelago.

The bright red sun leaped from the horizon, dyeing the white waves gold. On the rocks by the shore, a
girl in white sat cross-legged facing the rising sun. The sea breeze whipped her white robes, and amidst the dancing waves, she slowly rose,
the golden sunlight illuminating her breathtaking beauty.

A figure rushed towards her from afar, and the girl on the rocks gracefully leaped onto the sand, her delicate bare feet leaving tiny footprints in the silken
sand .

"Xiao Wei, no need to rush. They've all arrived, haven't they?" The girl's tone was calm, her every movement exuding
nobility and the air of a great general. She was Bai Wuxia, the leader of the Extreme Angels.

"Sister Wuxia, they've all arrived!" The girl who rushed towards them was Shangguan Wei, only seventeen years old,
an orphan Bai Wuxia had adopted four years ago.

Five days ago, Fan Jianxin destroyed the control room on Luofeng Island. Having obtained the island's exact
location , and the battle began.

"Let's go, let's go to the meeting." Bai Wuxia raised her head, striding forward, her heart filled with a thirst for battle.

Fifteen minutes later, Bai Wuxia entered the conference room, followed by Shangguan Wei. The core members of the Extreme Angels
sat around the round conference table.

The Extreme Angels' strength was more profound than imagined. Eight years ago, the Demonic Cult destroyed the Extreme Angels, with
almost all . After embarking on the path of revenge, Bai Wuxia acquired 30 billion US dollars that her mother, Bai Shuang, had deposited in a Swiss bank. Back then
, Bai Shuang, Li Chuqing, and Feng Lingxue seized control of "Dark Night," the world's largest assassination organization, and most of this 30
billion US dollars was "Dark Night's" accumulated funds over the years.

In this world, money makes things easier. The naturally intelligent Bai Wuxia, after experiencing calamities,
had perfected her schemes, intelligence, and methods. Through the Philippine government, she bought this small island, named it Angel Island, and after three years of
construction , made it the headquarters of the Extreme Angels.

Bai Wuxia sat down, and Shangguan Wei pulled back the curtain, revealing a huge electronic map.
The large red dot in the center of the map was the location of Falling Phoenix Island.

“Five days ago, you all received the operational briefing. Please report back!” Bai Wuxia said.

“After receiving the briefing, we began a global mobilization. We have now assembled 242
combat , 28 A-level, 60 B-level, and the rest C-level. We are still assembling
, and the final combat force is expected to reach 350,” said a strikingly beautiful young woman. She was
Ling Mengdie, the head of the Extreme Angels' Operations Department.

Extreme Angels is an assassination organization whose mission is to use violence to combat violence and evil to punish evil, thus achieving what the organization considers
justice . The leaders of dark forces in various countries are Extreme Angels' primary targets. Besides identifying their own assassination targets, they also accept
assassination missions; of course, those targeted must be heinous criminals. In the past five years, among global assassin organizations, Extreme
Angels is the only one that has never failed, and naturally, their rewards are the highest.

The Extreme Angels are divided into four major departments: Operations, Intelligence, Support, and General Affairs. The Operations Department is responsible for
assassinations ; the Intelligence Department for intelligence gathering and planning; the Support Department provides various forms of support, manages a large fund,
and trains and recruits talent; and the General Affairs Department coordinates the work of each department and resolves emergencies.

Although Ling Mengdie's group is small, each member is a top-tier assassin, their combat strength far exceeding that of the most
elite . Within the Operations Department, S-rank combatants possess mysterious spiritual power. Ling Mengdie's spiritual
power is second only to Bai Wuxia in the organization, while Fan Jianxin, formerly the deputy head of the Operations Department, ranks third in spiritual power.

"In the past five days, 16 ships from ten countries, including the United States, Russia, Australia, France, and Egypt,
have passed by Luofeng Island. These ships generally have some connection with the Demonic Cult. It can be concluded that Luofeng Island's
location has been exposed, and the Demonic Cult has reinforced its defenses, having already deployed at least 2,000 combatants to the island,"
said a beautiful young woman with intelligent eyes. She was Yan Huanyin, the head of the Intelligence Department.

"The Logistics Support Department has contacted major mercenary organizations worldwide, and currently confirms eight organizations capable of participating in the combat, with 1284
combat personnel. Many of these mercenary organizations have connections to the Demonic Cult, and although investigations have been conducted, we cannot
be 100% certain that all mercenaries are reliable. Therefore, we will not notify these organizations of the combat time and location to
minimize ." Logistics Support Department Director Wei Ninglan appeared very composed. She continued, "Currently, seven more mercenary
organizations are still being confirmed. If cooperation can be reached, the combat personnel will increase to over 2000. There are 355
combat , including 52 at Level 3, 67 at Level 2, 80 at Level 1, and 156 without any level." "People.
I personally think that Level 3 can participate in the battle, while Level 2 and Level 1 are a bit of a stretch."

Wei Ninglan paused and continued, "The weapons and ammunition needed for the battle are basically ready. Six ships can be deployed, and
the Marshall Islands airport has been secured. Aircraft can fly directly to Luofeng Island to ensure airdrops. Currently, we don't have enough aircraft , so we are leasing them from the relevant government. They should arrive in about a week." Bai Wuxia turned her gaze to the first person on her left, Ying Tong, the head of the Comprehensive Department. She was about thirty years old, and her left eye was covered by an eye patch, but this did not detract from her delicate and charming appearance. Ying Tong was one of the few survivors when the Extreme Angels were destroyed eight years ago. "The General Affairs Department conducted a combat analysis and formulated an operational plan. Since we haven't conducted similar large-scale battles before, we hired two US Army division-level personnel who participated in the Iraq War as advisors. The operational plan is on your computers, roughly as follows: a small airborne force of about 200 people will conduct a disruptive attack , while the main force will conduct a landing operation by ship." Ying Tong thought for a moment and continued, "After analysis, the General Affairs Department believes the operation is very risky. First, we don't know the defensive strength of Luofeng Island. Although the ships we use are the most advanced destroyers, with strong offensive and defensive capabilities, we don't know how much naval power the Demonic Cult has. Second, we have no reserves. According to current intelligence, the combat personnel on Luofeng Island may outnumber us. If the battle becomes protracted, we will have no ability to provide reinforcements." Bai Wuxia frowned slightly and said, "I've considered this. Numbers are not the deciding factor in war. Everyone knows our combat strength, and our mercenaries are far more capable than ordinary soldiers." She then turned to Wei Ninglan and said: “Ninglan, you need to expedite contact with other mercenary organizations to ensure your mercenary numbers exceed 2,000. Also, could contact the Philippine government and request that they send warships and soldiers under the guise of escort duty, which could be used as reinforcements?” Wei Ninglan thought for a moment and said, “It’s possible, but the Philippine warships are of extremely poor quality, and their soldiers have very low combat effectiveness; their impact would likely be very limited.” “I can call upon Interpol’s most elite special forces unit, ‘Blue Light,’ as backup, or even as the main force!” The speaker was a man around thirty years old. He was tall and handsome, with piercing eyes, and was the only male present. He was Li Qiyun, the deputy director of the Interpol National Central Bureau. Five years ago, when he first saw Bai Wuxia, he fell head over heels in love with her. Although Bai Wuxia had never accepted his love, it did not diminish Li Qiyun’s determination to go through fire and water for her . "Deploying 'Blue Light' into combat without Interpol's approval will land you in jail. Keep Blue Light as backup. I'd like to use it as an exercise, a short trip to international waters. As long as it doesn't participate in combat, we can keep it a ," Bai Wuxia said. "No problem, I'll obey your orders," Li Qiyun shouted. His obedience, like that of a loyal soldier, caused the women present to frown slightly. Everyone knew Li Qiyun's infatuation with Bai Wuxia, and also knew that Bai Wuxia felt nothing . Li Qiyun was an excellent man, but in front of Bai Wuxia, he was utterly foolish. Watching a man blinded by love, everyone didn't know whether to find it amusing or enviable. “But I still feel that this operation is very risky,” Ying Tong said worriedly. “The General Affairs Department has never been able to assess the strength of the Demonic Sect. Sometimes we feel that we know a lot about the Demonic Sect, but it turns out that it is only the tip of the iceberg . Therefore, we need to carefully consider the attack plan.” Bai Wuxia looked around at everyone and said, “Yes, I also know that there are risks, and the risks are not small. Some of you may be thinking that maybe it is because my mother is imprisoned on Luofeng Island, so I am willing to pay any price and risk destroying the Extreme Angels again to attack Luofeng Island. Yes, I admit that I want to rescue my mother. Without my mother, there would be no me, and there would be no Extreme Angels today. However, I want to ask everyone, why did you join the Extreme Angels?” Bai Wuxia paused and continued, “As you have seen, in the past two years, the Demonic Sect has been like cancer cells, growing wildly .” "Now we may have a chance to eradicate it, but if we don't act now, we certainly won't have the chance in the future. Facing such a colossal evil, what use is it to kill some insignificant little people? The Demonic Sect destroyed us eight years ago . Now that we've risen again, now that we have the ability to fight it, should we wait any longer? Fan Jianxin went to Luofeng Island for me. Everyone knows what kind of people the Demonic Sect is and what she will face. The intelligence she risked her life to deliver—should we just waste it without doing anything?" Bai Wuxia possessed a natural leadership quality. Her words ignited everyone's desire for battle. She continued, "I can't say we have a 100% chance of winning this battle, but I believe we will inflict heavy losses on the Demonic Sect. The Extreme Angels will not back down because of the enemy's strength!" Ying Tong looked at the expressions of everyone present, knowing that the decision to attack Luofeng Island was final; only by going all out...

Paying Bai Wuxia is the only way to achieve final victory. In truth, she also longed to see Bai Shuang again; if
it weren't for Bai Shuang, she would have already died in the Yakuza's den of iniquity. Thinking of this, Ying Tong raised her head and said,
"I estimate that we'll need about ten more days for full-scale deployment. During these ten days, all departments must do their utmost to prepare
for the battle to ensure everything goes smoothly."

"I have a suggestion," Ling Mengdie said.

"Go ahead," Bai Wuxia turned to her.

"Ximen Jingyun sent word that they were ambushed by the Black Dragon Society, a branch of the Demonic Sect. Gao Yun, Sheng Hongyu,
Chi Fengqin, and others have been captured. She hopes headquarters will provide support. I want to take the assembled combat personnel to Hong Kong,
wipe out the Black Dragon Society, and rescue them," Ling Mengdie said.

"Good! Preparing for war is the best way; it will test the true fighting strength of our team. I'll
go to Hong Kong with you all to see just how much the Black Dragon Society really is," Bai Wuxia said proudly.

“Wuxia,” Li Qiyun said, rubbing his hands together, “Should I… should I go to Hong Kong with you?”

Amidst the barely suppressed laughter of the others, Bai Wuxia gave a helpless look and said, “Don’t you think you have more
important things to do? You need to go back and formulate the ‘Blue Light’ exercise plan; you need to monitor
the movements of the Demonic Cult at Interpol headquarters. Do you have time to go to Hong Kong with us?”

“Yes, yes, I forgot about that, sorry, sorry.” Amidst the women’s snickers,
Li Qiyun was very embarrassed, his face turning red.

“Alright, everyone, let’s get moving! Meeting adjourned.” Bai Wuxia stood up and left the meeting
room; she still had many things to consider.

Back in her room, looking at the tense but orderly busy activity on the island, Bai Wuxia murmured to herself, “Mom,
I’m here!”

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After the Hong Kong government launched its anti-triad operation, the election committee received a notice that the Chief Executive election would be postponed for six months. The
election committee was now empty; except for the staff on duty, the rest of the staff took a month’s leave.

Ever since witnessing his wife's lewd behavior at the Silver Moon Pavilion, Zhou Zhengwei had been living at his workplace,
numbing himself with alcohol, women, and work. His leave only amplified his emptiness and boredom. He turned on the television and unexpectedly
saw . She was still so beautiful in her police uniform, and Zhou Zhengwei felt a sharp pang in his heart. That day,
after listening to Li Quan's words and seeing his wife as shameless as he had described, rage transformed him into a beast, committing
acts of violence he would never have considered. A few days

ago, Zhou Zhengwei slowly calmed down and wanted to confront Li Quan, but Li Quan suddenly disappeared and
could not be found again. For days, he had wanted to call his wife, but he lacked the courage. Her betrayal, his own
bestial act—how could Zhou Zhengwei have the courage to face her again?

Something felt like it was blocking his chest, making it hard for him to breathe. He grabbed his coat and rushed into the street.
He walked aimlessly, not knowing where to go. Watching the couples strolling hand in hand around him, Yan Lanyin
's beautiful face flashed through his mind. He remembered how they used to walk hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, like that. Whenever passersby turned to
look at his wife's beauty, he felt a surge of pride, puffing out his chest and holding her tighter.

Everything was like smoke and clouds, all the beauty now just a memory. A pang of sorrow welled up in his chest, and
uncontrollable tears blurred his vision. He walked for what seemed like an eternity before stopping. Looking up, he saw his
home. What should have been a warm and loving home was now a place of heartbreak. He stood there for a long time, wanting to continue, but unable to move. Finally
, unable to suppress the urge to go home, he rushed towards it.

His trembling hands fumbled for his keys, and he gently pushed open the door, clinging to a sliver of hope, even a fleeting fantasy, of
his wife smiling and waiting for him behind the door. The large wedding photo hanging in the living room suddenly caught his eye.
He saw his wife in his familiar home, but she was only in the painting. In an instant, all his strength seemed to drain away, and he collapsed to the floor, burying his face in his hands
and weeping.

He didn't know how much time had passed before he leaned against the sofa leg and pulled his phone from his pocket. This phone was new; the old one,
with a picture of his wife on it, had been thrown away that night. The new phone didn't have his wife
's number saved, but without thinking, his trembling fingers dialed the number accurately.

The call connected, but the long, drawn-out dial tone seemed to tear at his insides. He waited anxiously.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is not available."

Zhou Zhengwei pressed the button again, waited again, three times in total, but his wife still didn't answer. His gaze
glazed over , his hand fell limply to his side, and the phone rolled to the floor.

"It's over, completely over," Zhou Zhengwei murmured. He thought it was over when he saw his wife naked in
a man's arms; he believed it was even more
complete . But he realized then that he had truly lost her, and only in true loss did he understand the depth of
her pain .

While Zhou Zhengwei was in despair, Yan Lanyin held the phone, completely lost. To answer or not to answer?
Her husband and sister had always been the most important people in her life. If Zhou Zhengwei had left in anger that night, even if he had filed for
divorce , Yan Lanyin would still love him deeply. But that night, he had become so terrifying, so utterly perverse, that
she couldn't believe he was the man who had vowed to make her happy for life.

That night, Yan Lanyin hated him, but slowly, her hatred lessened. When a husband who
deeply loves his wife witnesses such a scene, he loses his mind, he goes mad. But whether she hated him
or not, the outcome was the same.

When the phone rang for the third time, Yan Lanyin picked it up. Avoidance wasn't an option; she
had to face it. Just as her finger touched the call button, someone pushed open the office door. Seeing that lewd and
ugly face, Yan Lanyin felt like vomiting. Yan Lanyin hated every man who had violated her, but the one
she hated was Liu Liwei, who lived in the same building as her. Her hatred for him was even stronger than for
Ding Fei, the first man to rape her, and stronger than for Li Quan, who had plunged her into hell. Ding Fei and Li Quan possessed overwhelming strength; encountering
them only brought her misfortune. But Liu Liwei, with just a few threatening words and a few photos, had instilled in her
the will to resist, yet rendered her powerless. What she hated even more was that this despicable and shameless man was wearing
the same uniform as her.

"Inspector Yan, it's been a few days. You're quite the big shot!" Liu Liwei chuckled as he closed the door, locking
it him. In the past, she had been genuinely grateful to Li Quan; he had given her this opportunity, turning her dream into reality.
The reality was stark. But in the past few days, the government had launched a full-scale crackdown on the Black Dragon Society, and Li Quan had vanished without a trace. His uncle, Liu Rihui, had just
called to say his movements were under control, which made him even more anxious.

"I'm busy. What do you want?" Yan Lanyin stopped pressing the call button. She put her phone
on vibrate; she only had time to deal with the immediate situation.

"I haven't had a chance to be affectionate with you for days, so I came to see you today," Liu Liwei said with a smirk, walking to
his desk .

"You still have that thought?" Yan Lanyin sneered. "Your backer has fallen. I think you probably can't
find Li Quan anymore. By the way, you should worry about your uncle when you have time; he won't
be able to sit in that position for long." The recent crackdown on organized crime had given Yan Lanyin a glimmer of hope. She was constantly monitoring the situation, hoping
to find her sister, Feixue. She had decided that if she found Feixue, she would tell Shuiling everything. As long as her sister
was safe, she would accept whatever fate befall her.

Yan Lanyin's words struck a nerve with Liu Liwei. His face flushed crimson, and in a rage,
he , yelling, "You bitch, what are you saying?"

"Get your filthy hands off me!" Yan Lanyin gripped his wrists, and with a sudden burst of strength, shoved Liu Liwei away. With her
skills, ten Liu Liweis wouldn't be a match for her.

"You, you—" Liu Liwei, humiliated and enraged after being thrown face-first into the mud, drew his service pistol from his waist and pointed it at her.
Yan Lanyin remained fearless, disdainfully saying, "Do you have the guts to shoot?" She knew Liu Liwei; he
was nothing but a coward who bullied the weak and feared the strong, and absolutely lacked the courage to fire a gun.

"You!" Liu Liwei was speechless, choked by her words. Yan Lanyin was right; he didn't have
the guts to kill someone in the police station. After a long pause, he angrily put away his gun, pulled a large stack of photos from his pocket, and slammed them in front of Yan Lanyin .
Liu Liwei grinned maliciously, "I don't have the guts to shoot, but once I leave this room, I think
everyone in this building will be very interested in seeing these things. We'll see!" With that, he strode towards
the door.

Looking at the photos of the humiliation, Yan Lanyin's head throbbed. She reached for her
pistol , but couldn't draw it. Killing someone in the police station meant she'd be in jail; what about Feixue? Watching
Liu Liwei walk towards the door without looking back, she thought that Li Quan probably hadn't told Liu Liwei about her betrayal. Although
there was a 50/50 chance he would distribute the photos, she didn't have the courage to gamble.

The moment Liu Liwei's hand touched the doorknob, Yan Lanyin jumped up from her seat. Seeing Yan
Lanyin rushing towards him, Liu Liwei quickly released the handle, adopting a defensive stance, and nervously asked, "You, what do you want to do?"

Yan Lanyin stopped half a meter in front of him, lowered her head, and whispered, "Don't send these photos.
Do whatever you want."

Liu Liwei's heart relaxed. "You really are asking for trouble, acting like a fool!" He turned and walked back into
the room , sitting down in Yan Lanyin's seat. Yan Lanyin followed him to his side, her expression blank as she began to unbutton
her police uniform.

"Wait a minute," Liu Liwei said with a wicked smile, "Why are you in such a hurry? There's an hour and a half of lunch break,
plenty of time." Having lost the Black Dragon Society and Liu Rihui as his backers, Liu Liwei knew he was doomed sooner or later,
so he was preparing to escape tonight, first taking a boat to the Philippines, and then trying to find a way to another country. Thinking that he
would never have another chance to be intimate with Yan Lanyin, he had to cherish this opportunity.

Liu Liwei scrutinized Yan Lanyin, trying to etch her image deeply into his memory. He sighed inwardly. He
could only recall it now. He put his arm around Yan Lanyin's slender waist, letting her sit on the desk in front of him, then placed
his hands on her thighs. Yan Lanyin was wearing a knee-length pencil skirt, and Liu Liwei
stared blankly at her beautiful legs clad in flesh-colored stockings.

His trembling hands slid along the outside of her legs, from her calves to her ankles, removing her black mid-heeled
shoes . Liu Liwei's fingers brushed against her arch, grabbing her delicate toes. He realized that even after so many times he had violated her, he
had never noticed how beautiful her feet were.

After playing with her beautiful feet for a while, Liu Liwei put his shoes back on, his hands
moving upwards along the same path he had taken. Reaching above her knees, his hands moved from the outside to the inside. To continue upwards, he had to
proceed through the gap between her legs. Liu Liwei's hands disappeared beneath the skirt. He groped for the top of the stockings, touching
the cool , delicate skin. He shivered; the feeling was simply too wonderful.

Only when something is lost do we truly appreciate it. Zhou Zhengwei felt excruciating pain when he lost his wife; but Liu Liwei, about to
lose the most beautiful woman he had ever been with, realized she was even more beautiful than he had imagined. Liu Liwei
didn't roughly fondle her vulva, but instead experienced the last memory Yan Lanyin gave him with unprecedented tenderness.

His hands withdrew from under the skirt. Liu Liwei closed his eyes, slipping his palms under his police uniform, pulling
the hem of his shirt out from under the skirt, and then inside the shirt. Like climbing a mountain, Liu Liwei stretched his arms with all his might,
finally touching the bottom edge of the bra covering her breasts.

After experiencing so much humiliation, Yan Lanyin thought she was numb, but when Liu Liwei's fingertips touched
the lower part of her breasts, she instinctively straightened her back, moving her fingers a centimeter away from her breasts. Even
after being raped so many times, Yan Lanyin still desperately didn't want to add another one to that number.

Liu Liwei tiptoed closer to her, and when Yan Lanyin's knees pressed against his chest, that one centimeter of
distance was instantly swallowed up. A bra isn't armor; it can't stop an intruder. His hand
slipped between the bra and her breasts, grasping her erect nipples in his palm.

A surge of heat coursed through his body, and Liu Liwei felt his penis instantly harden. He restrained the
urge to immediately penetrate her, using the sensation in his hand to carefully sketch the shape of her breasts in his mind
. 34C breasts, while not considered large, were still full. Yan Lanyin had never given birth, and her breasts remained firm and elastic like
a young girl's In the two months of sexual intimacy, her breasts had grown even larger than when she got married
. C-cup bras were too tight; she was already planning to buy D-cup ones. So when a pair of hands were placed inside the already tight bra
, the straps digging deep into her back, restricting the movement of the hands trapped inside.

Just as Liu Liwei was lost in his reverie, the phone on the table vibrated. Yan Lanyin jumped, fearing it was Zhou Zhengwei
calling . She picked up the phone, relieved it wasn't him. She answered, spoke briefly with her colleague
, and hung up.

"Liu Liwei, can you hurry up? We have an operation this afternoon!" Yan Lanyin was extremely
uncomfortable .

"Do you hate me that much!" Liu Liwei opened his eyes; the phone call and Yan Lanyin's words shattered
his reverie.

"What do you think?" Yan Lanyin said coldly. She didn't want to anger Liu Liwei, but she couldn't
bear to say something against her conscience. Besides, as long as she satisfied him, he probably wouldn't do anything reckless.

Liu Liwei was indeed somewhat angry. "You've already been with so many men, what are you pretending to be so arrogant for!"

"Have I?" Yan Lanyin said. In the past few days, watching the Black Dragon Society crumble, Li Quan's once intimidating
image had faded considerably, and the courage to resist was quietly growing.

"Women, they really are all shameless." Liu Liwei was even angrier. "Get on the table like a dog."

"Liu Liwei, don't go too far!" Yan Lanyin said, her beautiful eyes wide open.

"Are you going or not? If you're not going, I'm leaving right now!" Liu Liwei, as usual, had a rogue's face.

After a moment's hesitation, Yan Lanyin gritted her teeth and climbed onto the table, bending down as Liu Liwei demanded. In
that instant, she decided to endure this moment and find an opportunity to kill Liu Liwei. With the Black Dragon Society in chaos, Li Quan probably
wouldn't notice such a small fry.

"If I don't teach you a lesson, you really won't remember me!" Liu Liwei stood up, lifted Yan Lanyin's police uniform
skirt to her waist, and pulled down her maroon underpants. While Yan Lanyin waited for the number of times she would be raped to increase
, Liu Liwei pulled out his belt, yanked it with both hands, and a fraction of a second later, the whistling belt landed on her high, plump
buttocks with a dull thud.

In excruciating pain, Yan Lanyin abruptly covered her mouth to stifle a scream, a bright red
welt appearing on her snow-white buttocks. Liu Liwei whipped her three more times, branding each side of her snow-white buttocks with a gruesome red "X".

"Do you remember me now, you bitch!" Liu Liwei threw down the belt and turned to face Yan Lanyin.
He roughly
Yan Lanyin could only open her mouth and swallow the penis. Amidst Liu Liwei's eerie laughter, the penis moved in and out of her mouth,
glistening saliva dripping onto Yan Lanyin's desk in pain.

To be continued .

I wasn't originally planning to update so quickly, but I unexpectedly met Senior Quan Jing during my last post, which was truly rare.
Receiving Senior Quan Jing's affirmation was even more rare. Seeing that I have over seven thousand words today, I'll post another section. Although I've
managed similar literary forums before, I'm only passionate about my own writing and not particularly fond of erotic literature. But in any
field, there are always a few people who truly love that field, and it is their existence that allows that field
to develop. Fantasy Today

[Phoenix in Flames] Chapter 3: The Flames of War, Section 6: The Night Before the Decisive Battle 6.
Listening to the Waves Courtyard, the bedroom of Martial Saint Mu Yun Qiu Bai.

Mu Yun Qiubai secretly pressed the password, the wall slid open to both sides, leading through a heavy iron door. After
walking several meters, he pushed open the wooden door at the end of the passage. Inside sat a middle-aged woman, appearing to be thirty-seven or thirty-
eight years old. She was extremely beautiful; the years had left their mark, but could not conceal her unparalleled charm.

Seeing someone enter, she put down her book and calmly gazed at Mu Yun Qiubai, one of the three saints of the Demonic Sect, the Martial Saint
. She was Bai Wuxia's mother, Bai Shuang, the founder of the Extreme Angels.

In her youth, Bai Shuang was a Hong Kong policewoman. She firmly believed in the law and guided her actions accordingly. Even
after witnessing crimes escape legal punishment, she remained steadfast in her faith in the law. Later, she met
Li Chuqing, a former top assassin of the "Dark Night" gang, and Feng Lingxue, who had come to Hong Kong to find her sister. Together, the three challenged the Triads,
the largest .

In the brutal battles, she increasingly felt the impotence of the law. In the prison representing the law's punishment of evil
, she lost her virginity, her faith crumbled, and after countless hardships, she and her comrades launched a desperate
counterattack, destroying the Triads, controlling the massive assassin organization "Dark Night," and establishing the Extreme
Angels. The Extreme Angels abandoned the law, believing in violence for violence and evil for evil, becoming
an assassin organization feared by the global dark forces.

Eight years ago, the Demonic Cult launched a surprise attack on the Extreme Angels; Feng Lingxue was killed, Li Chuqing disappeared, Bai Shuang was captured, and their elite forces
were almost entirely wiped out. Because she killed Long Feiyun, the only disciple of the Demonic Cult's Martial Saint, Mu Yun Qiubai personally came, vowing to kill
Bai Shuang. But fate is always unpredictable; in the end, Mu Yun Qiubai not only didn't kill Bai Shuang, but
also inexplicably fell in love with her, loving her unconditionally and without regret.

For Bai Shuang, he gave up money, power, status, and even the martial arts he had been obsessed with all his life. The Black Emperor was extremely
dissatisfied, but considering Mu Yun Qiubai's status as a senior member of the sect, he allowed him to stay temporarily on Luofeng Island, hoping he would repent and
return to serve the Demonic Sect. He stayed on Luofeng Island for eight years. Aside from occasionally instructing the sect's elites in
martial arts spent the rest of his days like a hermit, watching over Bai Shuang.

Bai Shuang was forty-six years old, though she looked much younger. Eight years on Luofeng Island
seemed to have stopped time, leaving her almost unchanged from eight years ago. During these eight years, she had much time
to contemplate life, understanding many things from the past and letting go of many ties. If there was anything she still cared about, it was probably
her daughter, Bai Wuxia. On the wall beside her bed hung a large photograph of a dashing
policewoman, whose features were strikingly similar to hers, but whose eyes resembled those of the man she had deeply loved, her husband, Jing Fusheng. More than twenty
years had passed, yet his image remained deeply etched in her mind.

Mu Yun Qiubai had raped Bai Shuang when they first met. Since gaining mysterious spiritual power at the age of thirty,
Bai Shuang had never been violated by a man again. Because of this spiritual power, the rape became extremely difficult; Bai Shuang used her
spiritual power to make Mu Yun Qiubai ejaculate prematurely. Although Mu Yun Qiubai, burning with nameless lust, could keep his penis
erect , he couldn't experience sexual pleasure. For a whole day and night, they endured this, Bai Shuang's private parts becoming
red and swollen from the penetration, yet Mu Yun Qiubai remained unsatisfied, both exhausted.

The next day, sixteen-year-old Bai Wuxia came alone to beg her mother, but how could she possibly be a match for the Demonic Sect alone? Before
Bai Shuang's eyes, Mu Yun Qiubai stripped her naked. Bai Shuang immediately gave up all resistance, and just as Mu Yun Qiubai was about to
revel, he continued to ejaculate prematurely. It wasn't because of Bai Shuang, but because of Bai Wuxia; she, like her mother, also possessed
powerful spiritual power.

Mu Yun Qiu Bai was furious. He threatened Bai Wu Xia, even pressing his penis against her tender vulva. Fortunately, he
liked Bai Shuang's full and mature figure; otherwise, Bai Wu Xia would have lost her virginity at the age of sixteen. On one side was her mother's bitter lament.
Begging, with his daughter's defiant gaze on one side, perhaps at that moment, something touched a soft
spot in his heart.

Bai Shuang, tears streaming down her face, begged Mu Yun Qiu Bai to let him take Bai Wuxia away, promising him the greatest
pleasure . That was the last time mother and daughter met. After Bai Wuxia was taken away, Bai Shuang drove Mu Yun Qiu Bai
to madness with her physical climax.

From that moment on, Mu Yun Qiu Bai began to love her. He first agreed to release Bai Wuxia, and in return, Bai Shuang promised to let
him enjoy her body and give him ultimate pleasure. In the first few months, Mu Yun Qiu Bai's love
was mixed with desire. Bai Shuang kept her promise, reaching climax again and again amidst shame and pain, driving Mu Yun Qiu Bai
to ecstasy.

Mu Yun Qiu Bai's love for Bai Shuang deepened. Initially, he struggled to control his desire, but after six months, he told Bai Shuang that
he would never touch her again unless she wished. For five whole years, Mu Yun Qiu Bai stayed by Bai Shuang's side, never touching
her again. This love had truly reached its peak; in those five years, Mu Yun Qiu Bai also did not touch another woman.

At first, Bai Shuang thought he was faking it, but gradually she began to believe that he truly loved her.
However, she knew that she would never love another man besides Jing Fusheng, let alone Mu Yun Qiubai. A woman in her forties is at the
peak . Previously, she had suppressed her desires through daily struggles, but now, sitting alone in her cell, those desires would suddenly
surge.

When Bai Shuang was twenty-two, she gave birth to Wuxia. Before Wuxia was even a month old, she and Wuxia fell into the clutches of the Japanese Yakuza
, beginning a year-long life as sex slaves.

The legendary trainer, Urata Jue Lang, transformed Bai Shuang over nine months, making her a legendary
sex toy that shocked the Japanese underworld. Three months later, Li Chuqing and Feng Lingxue rescued Bai Shuang after overcoming numerous dangers, but she remained
controlled by her desires. She often found several men at midnight and let them abuse her in various ways, only
in this way could she numb herself.

Li Chuqing discovered this secret. Enraged, she drove the men away and held Bai Shuang, comforting her in her distress
. With Li Chuqing's help, Bai Shuang took a year to recover, but only superficially.

In the early days of the Extreme Angels, she constantly faced danger against the forces of darkness. She was captured three times and
brutally raped each time. During the rapes, Bai Shuang astonished the men who assaulted her; they
had never seen a woman experience continuous orgasms while being raped.

At thirty, Bai Shuang was once again in dire straits. In her most critical moment, she unleashed her potential, gaining mysterious
spiritual power, which allowed her to decisively defeat the enemy, turn the tide, and save the Extreme Angels from peril. This

spiritual power made Bai Shuang strong; though still facing danger, she repeatedly escaped unscathed until the Extreme Angels were destroyed by
the Demonic Sect. Mu Yun Qiubai transformed from a devil into a love saint, no longer violating her. While this was a good thing, her desires began
to resurface.

In the past, she had always used masturbation to release her desires, and one day while imprisoned, she couldn't resist doing so again. Mu Yun
Qiubai and Bai Shuang had a conversation.

"Your body has such strong needs, why won't you let me satisfy them?"

"That's none of your business. I don't want you to violate me."

"You used the word 'violate,' which means in your eyes, I'm still an abuser. I told you, I truly
love you. If you don't want to, I won't touch you again. It's been a year, don't you still believe me?"

"What does it matter if I believe you or not! The Demonic Sect destroyed sixteen years of my life's work, killed
so brothers and sisters. I'm only sitting here talking to you because you let my daughter go.
What else do you expect?"

"That was war, each serving their own master. You killed many of our people too. I believe you'll understand my
feelings one day."

"Then wait patiently."

"I will wait patiently until the day you change your mind. I just see your desire and don't want to make you
sad. Besides, I haven't touched a woman for a year either; my body craves it just as much as yours."

"Then you don't need to ask if I'm willing. Do what you want to do; my promise still stands."

"I will never do what you don't want to do; that's also my promise."

Another year passed, desire causing them to groan in the darkness. For a year, Mu Yun Qiu Bai came to chat with her almost
every day . Mu Yun Qiubai was knowledgeable and sometimes quite witty; if it weren't for his hatred, he
wouldn't be so unlikeable. After being imprisoned, Bai Shuang considered escaping, but being on the island, even if she escaped her cell,
she wouldn't have wings to fly across the ocean.

Bai Shuang turned forty, and Mu Yun Qiubai celebrated her birthday for the second time. The first time, Bai Shuang had a cold
face and didn't say a word; the cake was brought in and then taken out untouched.

"Have a piece of cake."

"No, thank you, you eat it yourself."

"I have news of your daughter; she got into the Chinese People's Police University."

"Really?!"

"When I released her, I said I killed her, so no one should notice her. Your daughter is very
smart; China is where our forces are weakest, she'll be safe."

"That's wonderful! That's wonderful!"

"Here, have a piece of cake to celebrate."

Overjoyed, Bai Shuang unconsciously accepted the cake.

"Could I... could I... I really want some."

"No!"

"Alright then, I respect your decision, happy birthday!"

From then on, Bai Shuang began to hope for Mu Yun Qiubai's visit, because he often brought back news of Bai Wuxia.

"She got straight A's in every subject at the end of the semester, ranking first in the entire grade!"

"She won first and second place in the school's Sanda competition."

"Several boys are pursuing your daughter, but don't worry, none of them have succeeded."

...

Time flies, and forty-one-year-old Bai Shuang and forty-five-year-old Mu Yun Qiubai are still panting in the darkness. Looking at
his lustful eyes, Bai Shuang feels her body heat up.

Another birthday has arrived, and as always, there's a cake and candles. This time, Bai Shuang thought for a moment and finally accepted the cake he offered
.

"I have some news that I don't know if it's good or bad."

"What?!"

"Your daughter is frequently absent from school these days. I investigated, and she's been to many places, both domestically and
internationally. I can't use the sect's intelligence network, so I don't know what she's doing. Although she skips classes, her
grades are still the best in the school."

"Oh, so what do you think she's doing?"

"In my opinion, she's started preparing."

"Preparing for what?!"

"I think one day, she will rebuild the Extreme Angels."

The two remained silent. Bai Wuxia had witnessed her mother's humiliation, and hatred was deeply buried in her heart. Bai Shuang had left her
an unimaginably large sum of money, enough to do anything she wanted. Whether it was a cause for joy or sorrow, she didn't
know. The Demonic Sect was powerful; could she, alone, have a chance? She would rather her daughter be an ordinary person.
"Three years have passed, don't you still believe me? Can you give me a chance?"

"If you want, you can have my body anytime."

"I need you to be willing."

"No!"

Mu Yun Qiubai left dejectedly.

Time turned, and another year passed. On her birthday that year, Mu Yun Qiubai brought news of Bai Wuxia again.

"Your daughter graduated first in the entire school!"

"Really? That's wonderful!"

"There's another piece of good news: she passed the selection process and joined Interpol."

"Really? That's wonderful!"

Hearing news of her daughter always filled Bai Shuang with immense excitement. She seemed speechless with excitement.

"I also brought you something, I'm sure you'll like it!"

"What is it?"

As time passed, Bai Shuang's hatred for Mu Yun Qiubai gradually faded, and the two could now
chat . Although Mu Yun Qiubai's love moved her somewhat, she had already loved once, and there would be no second time.

Mu Yun Qiubai took out the gift for Bai Shuang: a huge full-body photo of Bai Wuxia, dressed in a police uniform,
looking dashing and heroic, much like Bai Shuang in her youth. Bai Shuang stroked her daughter's face in the photo, tears welling up in her eyes.

Mu Yun Qiubai walked over and gently hugged her from behind.

"Let the past be the past. Look how grown up your daughter is, what else can't you let go of?"

Bai Shuang didn't break free from Mu Yun Qiubai's embrace, but her body began to stiffen.

"You've done so much for me, I should repay you."

Bai Shuang pulled away from his embrace, turned to Mu Yun Qiubai, and began to loosen her belt.

“No, no, that’s not what I meant.”

“I said, my heart is dead, but you can have my body.”

Although it was still a rejection of Mu Yun Qiu Bai’s love, the meaning had subtly changed. Initially,
it was “violation,” which was equivalent to rape; then it was “get my body,” still passive, but
significantly different from violation; now, Bai Shuang said “have my body,” which, while
similar less of a rejection.

“What I want is your heart, not your body.”

Mu Yun Qiu Bai gazed at Bai Shuang’s half-naked body and left.

Five years before Bai Shuang’s birthday, Mu Yun Qiu Bai told her some news. Bai Wu Xia had been sent to Japan to investigate an international arms case involving
the Yakuza . Three days ago, all five members of the team disappeared, suspected to be related to the Yakuza.
The Yakuza was Bai Shuang’s greatest nightmare; upon hearing this, she was terrified and begged Mu Yun Qiu Bai for help.

“Even if you hadn’t said anything, I was still going. I came to say goodbye, so don’t worry.”

Mu Yun Qiubai arrived in Japan, initially believing Bai Wuxia had fallen into the clutches of the Yakuza. He hadn’t expected her to be stronger than he
imagined , single-handedly challenging East Asia’s largest gang after her entire team was wiped out. During this process, Mu Yun
Qiubai secretly assisted her, and Bai Wuxia finally completed her mission after many hardships.

By chance, Mu Yun Qiubai discovered a video from Bai Wuxia showing Urata Jue Lang training Bai Shuang into a sex slave.

Back on Luofeng Island, he watched the video and was deeply shocked by the cruel yet beautiful scenes.

Over the birthday candlelight, Mu Yun Qiubai recounted Bai Wuxia’s experiences in Japan. He described how Bai Shuang was so tense when Bai Wuxia
was in danger , and how overjoyed she was when they turned the tide. Five years of imprisonment
hadn’t changed her sense of justice, but she no longer possessed the courage of her youth. In Bai Shuang’s heart, her daughter, Bai Wuxia, was everything.

"Thank you for doing so much for me." Bai Shuang raised the crystal glass filled with fine wine, looking at Mu Yun Qiubai's
graying temples with pity. Five years had passed; the hatred had faded with time.

"There's something I want to tell you," Mu Yun Qiubai said after a long hesitation.

"What is it?" Bai Shuang was in a good mood. When Mu Yun Qiubai went to Japan, she had secretly made up her mind.
Although she knew she could never fall in love with him, she was willing to try to accept this love. His
heartfelt sincerity and the things he had done for her over the years had moved her.

"Twenty years ago, you fell into the hands of the Yakuza. Because you killed Sakata Hideo's son, they
trained you to be a sex slave," Mu Yun Qiubai said slowly.

In the candlelight, Bai Shuang's rosy face turned deathly pale. She gripped the armrests of the chair, suppressing her turbulent
emotions, and asked, "How did you know? Why did you bring this up?"

Mu Yun Qiubai avoided her gaze and said, "Today is your birthday. I didn't want to bring this up, but I
felt some things shouldn't be kept from you."

"That's right. Twenty years ago, the Yakuza captured me and spent nine months training me into a sex slave. What else do you
want to know?" Bai Shuang said coldly.

"No, no, you misunderstand. No matter what you've been through, my love for you will never change," Mu
Yun Qiubai said. "Your daughter, Bai Wuxia, found the video of you being trained into a sex slave at the Yakuza headquarters. I stole
those things, but I believe your daughter has already seen them."

"What!" Bai Shuang exclaimed. At this moment, her mind was in turmoil. When the Extreme Angels were destroyed, Wuxia witnessed
her being raped, but at that time she appeared strong and chaste. In the Yakuza, however, she had fallen into depravity, becoming so lewd that even
she couldn't imagine it. If Wuxia saw those things, her image in her daughter's eyes would crumble.

Mu Yun Qiubai comforted her, "I think Wuxia will understand. You had to do that for her sake."

After awakening her spiritual power, Bai Shuang thought she could seal that history away. Twenty years later, Mu Yun Qiubai
tore open the seal, forcing Bai Shuang to face it again. Her voice trembled as she said, "I want to see those
things ."

"Why bother? Let the past be the past." Mu Yun Qiubai couldn't understand Bai Shuang's thoughts.

"What must be faced must be faced." Bai Shuang smiled sadly.

The candles on the cake were blown out, and in the darkness, those unbearable days reappeared. Mu Yun Qiubai
reached out and grasped her stiff, cold hand, holding it tightly. This time, Bai Shuang didn't flinch, letting him
transfer warmth to her.

"Hold me!" Bai Shuang murmured as if in a dream in the darkness.

Mu Yun Qiubai held her tightly, his heart filled with a mixture of emotions. He was overjoyed; after five years, his sincerity
had finally moved Bai Shuang to open her heart to him. He was also heartbroken; the humiliation
and pain were unimaginable. Between joy and sorrow, an overwhelming desire drove him almost mad. The close
contact, and the images on the screen—those cruel images, yet they stirred his most primal and instinctive
instincts. He breathed heavily as he carried Bai Shuang to the bed.

Nine months of sexual slave training had left her mind still clinging to her beliefs, but her body had lost control. When Jing Fusheng died before her
, her will was shattered. If this life continued for another year or two, she would never
recover . Although she eventually succumbed to the shadows, many aftereffects remained. For a long time, she craved to be
bound, whipped, and raped. These desires were gradually alleviated with the help of Li Chuqing and Feng Lingxue,
but she could never regain control of her body. Even when raped, a woman's body remains
intensely wanton under a man's weight.

Bai Shuang initially didn't realize she couldn't control her body; she only knew that her year as a sex slave
had instilled uncontrollable desires, which she resolved through masturbation. Three years later, at twenty-six, she was captured in a confrontation with
the Russian mafia. Those vodka-drinking beasts naturally wouldn't let her go. When
the Russian's frighteningly thick penis pierced her body, Bai Shuang realized she couldn't control her body with her mind.

Bai Shuang was gang-raped in the open air of a 42-story building near Red Square in Moscow. Because she had killed over a
dozen important gang members, they decided to gang-rape her and then throw her off the roof. That day,
the sky was overcast, and fine snowflakes fell. Amidst the snow, the dozen beasts stripped her naked; the beauty from
the East drove them into a frenzy.

In the eyes of these Russian gangsters, Bai Shuang was cold, beautiful, chaste, and
strong brave, so in the cold winter, they assaulted her in the open, using the harsh environment to intensify their abuse.

When the first beast's weapon entered her vagina, after less than ten thrusts, Bai Shuang's juices flowed freely. The beasts
were dumbfounded; they couldn't imagine that such a chaste Eastern girl could
be more wanton than any woman they had ever seen. Under the gloomy sky, amidst the falling snowflakes, they watched Bai Shuang writhe her naked body,
performing an Eastern woman's orgasm a hundred times more beautiful than any dance.

Bai Shuang was equally shocked. Only then did she realize that she was still shrouded in the shadows of her past. She was angry,
anxious , and resentful, yet unable to align her body with her thoughts. What surprised Bai Shuang and the Russian gangsters even more was that this
orgasm was just the prelude. In the following three hours of rape, her body unbelievably experienced twelve
orgasms.

The Russian gangsters stared at her as if she were a monster. None of them could
withstand her orgasms without ejaculating; they couldn't imagine that a gang-raped Eastern girl could maintain such intense
desire. After the gang rape, they abandoned their plan to throw her off the roof and locked her back
in the dungeon .

Only Bai Shuang knew that twelve orgasms in three hours wasn't her limit. In the last
few months she had a record of ten orgasms in an hour. She was raped dozens of times in three days, but she still managed to escape
. Bai Shuang killed the Russian gangsters who had raped her. This experience taught her that there was still much to face.

After awakening her spiritual power, Bai Shuang could finally control her body, but today, watching
the scenes of her past humiliation and training, she was once again on the verge of losing control.

Mu Yun Qiubai held Bai Shuang tightly. For five years, he had lived a life of abstinence, his suppressed desires like
a volcano ready to erupt at any moment. Watching Bai Shuang's youthful
body from twenty years ago on the screen stimulated every nerve in his body, pushing him to the brink of losing control as well.

In the darkness, Mu Yun Qiubai grasped Bai Shuang's ample breasts. Bai Shuang trembled slightly, letting him knead them at will. As
past events replayed themselves, her spirit and body were extremely vulnerable, needing to find support and comfort.

Mu Yun Qiubai understood her tacit consent, mustered his courage, unbuttoned his shirt, and removed her clothes. The room
was dark, with only the flickering light of the television screen, but for Mu Yun Qiubai, this light
was enough to see everything. On the screen, Bai Shuang was only twenty-two years old. Although she had given birth, her body still radiated youthful
vitality, especially her round and firm breasts, which remained
beautifully . Twenty years had passed, and time was merciless. Although her breasts were still full,
they had become somewhat loose and droopy after being freed from the constraints of her bra. The nipples and areolas were no longer a pretty pink; a deep
purple stood out starkly against the white background. Over the past twenty years, the only thing that hadn't changed was her fair skin. This alluring
whiteness seemed innate; even as her skin gradually loosened and lost its youthful glow, the captivating whiteness
stubbornly remained. This whiteness imbued her fading youth with endless charm.

Mu Yun Qiubai didn't care about any of this. Falling in love with her was sudden, but upon reflection, the love had seeped into his very bones.

When you truly love someone, you love their whole being, their entire being; their heart is far more important than their body.

Mu Yun Qiubai removed his shirt, and the barrier between their skin was removed, bringing their hearts closer. Mu Yun
Qiubai's mind and gaze left the screen. The past her existed only on the screen; the present her was in his arms.
Let the past be the past; the present was more important. Bai Shuang, however, remained fixed on the screen. The past
wasn't something she could easily let go of. After a long conversation with Pu Tian Jue Lang, she saw her
reflection in the image of herself sweating profusely on the treadmill. Desperately exercising to quickly recover her postpartum body and become more
beautiful, all for the purpose of being able to offer herself to men for sexual abuse in a more beautiful form—it's truly pathetic.

"Don't watch anymore."

"No!"

Mu Yun Qiu Bai was speechless, desperately controlling his desires, holding Bai Shuang close, hoping to give her some strength. Time
passed in heavy depression and throbbing desire. For the first few hours of the video, Urata Jue Lang showcased his
extraordinary rope skills, creating countless artistically stunning scenes. Mu Yun Qiu Bai clearly remembered
how intensely shocked he was when he first saw these shots.

"It's already one in the morning, let's watch it tomorrow." Mu Yun Qiu Bai remembered that in a few minutes, she would be raped by Sakata Hideo on the screen
. This was her first time being raped, and he didn't want Bai Shuang to face that painful scene again.

"No!"

Mu Yun Qiubai sighed deeply, as Sakata Hideo's muscular figure appeared on the screen. Because this was Bai Shuang's first
rape, the video recorded the entire process. During the two-hour rape, Urata Jue Lang used
unimaginable and highly creative methods to inflict excruciating pain on Bai Shuang. Before this, Bai Shuang had
been raped, but this was the most painful, even surpassing the pain of having her virginity taken by Jing Cangyun in Stanley Prison
.

At the end of this shocking rape and torture scene, in extreme pain, Bai Shuang, under duress, forced Sakata Hideo
to reach sexual climax. The sensory scenes, beyond description, caused both of them to finally lose control. They
pulled down each other's pants. Mu Yun Qiubai's hand reached out and found her private parts already dripping with vaginal fluid. Just as he was about to press down on her, Bai Shuang pushed him down
instead .

Past memories deeply wounded Bai Shuang; she needed some way to soothe and release her pain. Coupled with
the eruption of years of suppressed desire, she became as ferocious as a female beast. Mu Yun Qiubai's erect penis vanished instantly between his legs. The fiery,
honeyed orifice possessed an incredibly strong suction, and even with his exceptional self-control, he couldn't help but groan. For years, he had longed
for this day, and now that his wish had finally come true, he felt as joyful as if he were in paradise.

The desire that had been building up for five years erupted in one fell swoop, its energy astonishing. Moreover, Bai Shuang was no ordinary
woman; after her body had been transformed into a sex machine, her extremely intense desires were destined to accompany her for life. Three
minutes later, the first orgasm crashed down like a tsunami.

Mu Yun Qiubai had raped Bai Shuang five years ago and witnessed her orgasm, but after watching the video, he
realized that what he had experienced then wasn't an orgasm at all; it was at best intense sexual excitement. Bai Shuang's orgasms in the video have many
distinctive features . First, there's the screaming—a continuous, short, and high-pitched cry that drives men wild with just the sound. Second, there's
the spasm—the convulsions of her limbs, like an epileptic seizure, the trembling of her body, like a dying struggle, somehow possess a powerful beauty,
like a willow in the wind, like flowers falling in the rain; one glance is enough to leave an unforgettable impression. Third,
there's the squirting—nearly half of Bai Shuang's orgasms in the video involve squirting; the golden liquid gushing from her urethra brings men
a satisfaction and pleasure that words cannot describe.

When Bai Shuang reached her orgasm, Mu Yun Qiubai realized that what he saw was so
different . Having watched the video, he knew that once Bai Shuang's desire erupted, it would be difficult for any man to resist. He also knew that
someone with such experience wouldn't be satisfied with just one or two orgasms. He prided himself on his martial arts skills and unwavering willpower
, and he resolved that given the opportunity, he would fully display his masculine nature. But at this moment,
overwhelmed by Bai Shuang's desire, he was like a small boat in a storm. Before him was Bai Shuang's still exquisitely beautiful face, and in his ears
were her seductive screams. Every tremor, like a water snake coiling around his skin
, struck his soul like a hammer. He felt both pleasure and pain, both hoping it would continue and wishing her climax would pass quickly.

Her first climax in five years lasted an exceptionally long time. Swallowed by the tide of desire, Bai Shuang straightened up, her
hands bracing against the bed, her back arched, and she thrust backward, gripping the penis inside her. The intense stimulation made Mu Yun Qiu Bai's
eyes widen, his mouth agape, unable to utter a sound. With an even higher scream, a huge amount of
fluid gushed from Bai Shuang's urethra, arcing through the air and spraying onto his face.

Mu Yun Qiu Bai let out a low roar; the volcano had finally erupted uncontrollably. He began to fight back, his powerful
force lifting Bai Shuang's body into the air with irresistible force. Bai Shuang, of course, wouldn't be
conquered ; her desire surged forth once more like a tidal wave.

Mu Yun Qiu Bai was ultimately no match for her. After ejaculating, he slowly calmed himself, while Bai Shuang
continued to writhe, greedily demanding more. He felt his face burning; he hadn't even lasted five minutes—how embarrassing!
Helpless he could only maintain the hardness of his penis with his inner energy, watching her exquisite performance with admiration.

Ten minutes later, Bai Shuang's second orgasm struck. This time, Mu Yun Qiu Bai wouldn't lose control. After
the orgasm , Bai Shuang's allure reignited his lust. Seeing that Bai Shuang was slightly tired, he changed
positions, pinning her beneath him. Although Mu Yun Qiu Bai was nearly fifty, his body was stronger than a young man's. In just over
half an hour, Bai Shuang experienced two more orgasms. Mu Yun Qiu Bai had already endured the first, and during Bai Shuang's second orgasm, he
once again reached the peak of sexual pleasure.

"I'm much better." After reaching sexual climax four times in nearly an hour, Bai Shuang's rage had
slowly subsided. "You've seen the video, haven't you?" Bai Shuang asked.

"Yes," Mu Yun Qiubai replied truthfully.

"Am I very lewd and despicable?" Bai Shuang asked again.

"No, you were forced by them, all for your daughter," Mu Yun Qiubai said truthfully.

"I thought so at the time, but you should have seen that I can have multiple orgasms in a very short time,
and sometimes I don't want to, but I can't control it. Aren't I a woman who is lewd to the core?"

Bai Shuang said.

"This—" Mu Yun Qiubai was speechless.
Perhaps "Maybe, maybe there's something wrong with your body," he could only say.

"How can such a lewd woman be worthy of being Wuxia's mother?" Thinking that her only
relative in the world had witnessed the contents of the video, Bai Shuang's heart clenched.

"Don't think so much. I believe she will still love you," Mu Yun Qiubai said firmly.

Bai Shuang suddenly realized something and asked in a trembling voice, "Is there a scene of Jing Fusheng being killed later?"

"Who is Jing Fusheng?" Mu Yun Qiubai didn't immediately understand.

"He's my husband," Bai Shuang said sadly .

"No," Mu Yun Qiubai thought for a moment and said. Bai

Shuang breathed a sigh of relief. This video must have been filmed by Putian Jue Lang, and when Jing Fusheng was killed, Putian Jue
Lang had already finished his training of her.

Bai Shuang spent a long time watching the video. She wept, raged, and grieved throughout. Mu Yun Qiubai
silently stayed by her side. When Bai Shuang felt aroused, he held her, offering comfort and satisfaction.

Mu Yun Qiubai was very worried about her, but unexpectedly, after watching the video, Bai Shuang resolved her inner conflicts and
faced the past with equanimity. What pleased him even more was that he felt they had grown closer.

The next three years were the happiest days for Mu Yun Qiubai. Although he didn't know if Bai Shuang loved him,
at least she had accepted him. They were like young lovers, greedily seeking pleasure, and their sex life was extremely frequent. Although Bai Shuang was already...
Though past forty, her past experiences made her an unparalleled virility, driving Mu Yunqiubai to madness.

At this moment, Luofeng Island was in turmoil, war clouds gathering, yet this small house remained as tranquil as a secluded paradise.
But how long could this tranquility last?

"The atmosphere on the island is very tense right now. Both Feng and the Extreme Angels may know the island's exact location and
may attack," Mu Yunqiubai said worriedly.

"Who do you think will win?" Bai Shuang asked. Having learned from Mu Yunqiubai that Bai Wuxia had rebuilt the Extreme Angels, she
knew this day would come.

Mu Yunqiubai smiled bitterly, "These past few years, I've been with you, and I'm already on the fringes of the sect. There are many things I don't
know, and I can't predict who will win."

"If Feng can join forces with Wuxia, I think there's a chance of victory, but I'm worried about Wuxia going it alone,"

Bai Shuang said intuitively.

"I think so too," Mu Yunqiubai agreed.

"Is there any way to change this?" Bai Shuang asked.

Mu Yun Qiubai shook his head and said, "The Black Emperor has been extremely dissatisfied with me these past few years, and
it's difficult . Originally, I made an agreement with the Black Emperor that I could leave after training a successor, but the person I chose is too disappointing."

"Didn't Xia Qingyang pass the trial of the Demon God Cave?" Bai Shuang asked.

"Yes, but..." Mu Yun Qiubai hesitated.

"What's wrong?" Bai Shuang asked.

Mu Yun Qiubai thought for a moment, then decided to tell Bai Shuang, "Xia Qingyang is a martial arts prodigy, but for some reason,
he has fallen in love with a girl named Liang Xue'er, and even risked his life to snatch her from Qinglong. To
sever his affections, I had Qinglong send that woman to Jinshui Corner. I think that once he finishes his training in the Demon God Cave, he
won't love her anymore, now that she's a camp prostitute." Seeing Bai Shuang's brows furrowing deeper, Mu Yun Qiubai hurriedly explained, "I
had no choice but to do this. To understand martial arts, one must first sever emotions. Since meeting you, my martial arts have stagnated for eight years.
Finding someone qualified to inherit my mantle is not easy."

"I understand your feelings, but this is going too far," Bai Shuang asked. "And then?"

"As soon as Xia Qingyang left the Demon God Cave, he rushed to Jinshui Corner to find that woman, only to be severely injured by Qinglong. If
I hadn't intervened, he would have been dead long ago." Seeing Bai Shuang's unfriendly expression, Mu Yunqiubai concealed the fact that he hadn't allowed Xia Qingyang to return to
Tingtao Villa that night.

"What about that woman named Liang Xue'er?" Bai Shuang asked.

"Qinglong took her away," Mu Yunqiubai replied.

"You shouldn't have done that," Bai Shuang said decisively. "I know you wanted to get me out of here as soon as possible, but
you can't resort to such unscrupulous means. That girl could have been with your disciple Xia Qingyang, but you
ruined it. Besides, the idea that severing emotional ties is necessary to gain insight into martial arts is just your own imagination. Xia Qingyang
truly wants to protect the one he loves, so naturally he'll want to become stronger, perhaps so he can focus more on martial arts."

Mu Yunqiubai slapped his thigh and said, "You're right, that's possible."

"You should still take her from Qinglong. No matter the outcome, you won't have let your disciple down,"

Bai Shuang said.

"Understood, I'll go find Qinglong now." Mu Yun Qiubai stood up and walked outside.

To be continued...

Writing driven by desire, like waves, has now fallen to its lowest point. This section was only completed after much effort. The

previously mentioned side story, "White Frost," will not be released anytime soon. Mainly because I was not satisfied with the first draft and
plan to rewrite it. In this section, we mentioned a dialogue between Urata Jue Lang and White Frost. Here are two drafts to give everyone
a better understanding of White Frost.

Two drafts of the fantasy story of White Frost (same as previous drafts, the final version may be different)

First: A dialogue at the beginning of the training.

The scene changes to a spacious room with no windows, but the lights are very bright.

Urata Jue Lang sits upright in a wooden chair, next to which is an antique-style rattan tea table, an exquisite stove, and
a celadon cup with broken flowers. Looking at the Zen-like scene, Mu Yun Qiubai seems to be able to smell the fragrance of tea.

"This is my assistant, Cheng Chuan Xiang."

The man behind Urata Jue Lang bows slightly, with a smile on his face.

Bai Shuang stood before Urata Jue Lang, dressed in a white dress, her expression calm and composed.

"Chengchuan-kun should have explained things clearly to Miss Bai, right?"

"Yes."

Mu Yun Qiu Bai was surprised to hear Urata Jue Lang speak Chinese, though his pronunciation wasn't perfect.

"Then let's begin. Your birthplace?"

"Hong Kong."

"Birthdate?"

"January 8, 1956." "

Today is Miss Bai's twenty-second birthday."

"Yes."

Urata Jue Lang turned to Chengchuan Xiang behind him and said, "Chengchuan-kun, please buy a cake."

"No need." "

Miss Bai, I'll remind you one last time: you must absolutely obey my orders. Otherwise, you or your
daughter will be punished. Chengchuan-kun has made himself clear, hasn't he?"

"Yes."

"Alright, let's continue. Miss Bai's occupation?"

"Second-level probationary inspector, Hong Kong Royal Police Force.

" "Working hours?"

"Three years."

"Miss Bai's height?" "

1.73 meters."

"Weight?" “

56 kilograms.”

“Pre-pregnancy weight?”

“51 kilograms.”

“Hips?”

“36D, 23, 35.”

“That was before pregnancy.”

“Yes.”

“And now?”

“I haven’t measured.”

“Thank you, Chengchuan-kun.” Urata Jue Lang said to his assistant.

“Miss Bai, did you have sexual fantasies before you had contact with men?”

“No.”

“When was your first sexual experience?”

“December 8, 1976.”

“Miss Bai, don’t you think it’s abnormal for a twenty-year-old girl to have never had sexual fantasies?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Based on my judgment, you lied, and your daughter should be punished.”

Mu Yun Qiu Bai saw the wall on one side open automatically, and through the iron bars, he saw Bai Wuxia and a young woman.

“Nakano Reiko.”

“Yes!”

A girl named Nakano Reiko lifted Bai Wuxia's small body and plunged a steel needle into her delicate arm,
immediately eliciting cries of pain.

"No!"

"If you move an inch or make any more noise, the punishment will double."

Bai Shuang bit her lip, clenching her fists, her body tense like a bowstring.

"Alright, this is the lightest punishment. I hope it will be as rare as possible in the future."

"Yes."

The walls slowly closed, and Bai Wuxia could no longer be seen, nor could her cries be heard.

"Do you have sexual fantasies?"

"Yes, but rarely."

"What are your fantasies about?"

"Being with a handsome, brave, and upright man."

"What do you mean by 'being together'?"

"Marrying, having children, and growing old together."

"Are there any sexual scenes in your sexual fantasies?"

"No." "

Do you have any sexual desire in your sexual fantasies?"

"No."

"Do you experience feelings like feeling hot, your breasts swelling, your lower abdomen itching, needing to urinate, or wanting to hug something
?"

"Occasionally."

"Good. Let's go back to the previous topic. Was the person you had your first sexual intercourse with your husband?"

"No." "

Was it consensual or forced?" "Forced."

"

Where?"

"The basement of Stanley Prison in Hong Kong."

"How old was he?" "

In his forties, probably forty-six." "

How did you feel during your first sexual intercourse?"

"Anger, humiliation, pain, hatred."

"Do you remember the process and details of your first sexual intercourse?"

"Yes."

"How long did it take from the moment his penis touched your vagina until it was fully inside you?"

"Yes. A few minutes."

"How many minutes exactly?"

"Three minutes."

“Please simulate the position of your first sexual encounter. Chengchuan-kun can cooperate. Miss Bai, I see
you are thinking. I hope what you tell me is true. Providing false information will only harm yourself and your
daughter.”

“First, on the chair.”

In the scene, Bai Shuang moved a chair from the wall, sat down, and put her legs on either side of the chair. Chengchuan
-kun stepped forward, grabbed her legs with both hands, and arched his back to simulate the insertion position.

Mu Yun Qiubai was shocked to see that she was not wearing any underwear under her white dress, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Did he enter in this position?"

"No. There's no table here, I can't simulate it."

"He eventually entered your body, and you were lying on the table, right?"

"Yes."

"Okay, you can get up now."

"Yes."

"Did you bleed during your first sexual intercourse?"

"Yes."

"Did you see the blood?"

"Yes."

"Recall how you felt seeing the blood."

"Heartache."

"Anything else?"

"My heart felt empty, and I wanted to cry."

"Did you cry?"

"No."

"Do you consider yourself a strong person?"

"Yes."

"Are you afraid of death?"

"No."

"If you had to choose between being raped or being killed, what would you choose?"

"Being raped."

"What if you had to choose that night in prison?"

"I don't know. I think I still wouldn't choose death."

"Very good. Miss Bai, please take off your clothes."

Bai Shuang on the screen paused, then took off her top. When Mu Yun Qiu Bai saw Bai Shuang's body in her youth,
he was filled with nothing but amazement and admiration. But when he saw Pu Tian Jue Lang and his assistant, he felt both anger and despair. Even with his extraordinary
abilities, he couldn't turn back time.

"How do you feel?"

"Helpless."

"Ashamed?"

"Yes."

"More helpless or ashamed?"

"More helpless."

"Chengchuan-kun. " "

Yes."

Chengchuan Xiang walked behind Bai Shuang.

"Miss Bai, please raise your hands."

Chengchuan Xiang's hands passed under Bai Shuang's arms from behind, pinching her high, firm, and extremely full breasts.

"Miss Bai, you forgot to answer 'yes' just now. I can forgive the first mistake, but a second time is not allowed."

"Yes."

Chengchuan Xiang's hands moved in a spiral motion, skillfully playing with the bright red nipples, and white milk flowed out,
dripping down like broken pearls.

"Now, which feeling is more, helplessness or ashamed?"

"Helpless."

"Is there pain?"

"Yes."

"Is there anger?"

"Yes."

"Do you want to resist?"

"Yes."

"Chengchuan-kun."

"Yes."

Chengchuan Xiang's hands gripped the middle of her breasts, and suddenly exerted force, the upper part was pinched exaggeratedly outward, and the white
milk shot out like silver threads.

Startled, Bai Shuang grabbed Cheng Chuan Xiang's arm. Mu Yun Qiu Bai knew that although Bai Shuang didn't know ancient martial arts, she
was quite skilled in hand-to-hand combat. Just as he was about to watch Cheng Chuan Xiang fall flat on his face, Bai Shuang's hand froze. Then she
raised her hands again, returning to the original position, letting the silver threads on her chest dance wildly.

"You reacted quickly. Today is the first day of training, I'll forgive you one more time. Don't make the same mistake again."

"Yes."

"What feeling is strongest right now?"

"Helplessness."

"Cheng Chuan-kun."

"Yes."

Urata Jue Lang's assistant returned behind him.

"You can put your hands down now."

"Yes."

"Since 1976, have you ever been forced into sexual intercourse?"

"Yes."

"How many times?"

"Sorry. What do you mean by 'several times'?"

"Sorry, my question wasn't clear enough. How many people forced you to have sex?"

"Thirteen."

"How many times?"

"Fifty to sixty times."

"Have you ever been forced to have sex by two or more people at the same time? In Chinese terms, it would be gang rape."

"Yes."

"Is there a difference between being forced to have sex by one person and being forced to have sex by multiple people?"

"Yes."

"What's the difference?"

"More painful."

"Did you experience sexual desire during this multiple forced sex?"

"No."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." "Have

you ever had anal sex?

" "Yes .

" "Was it consensual or forced? " "

Both."

"Was your first anal sex consensual or forced?"

"Forced."

"Recall the feeling of your first anal sex?"

"It was very painful, and I felt very dirty."

"Did your first anal sex partner ejaculate inside your anus?"

"Yes."

"Did you feel a strong urge to vomit when he ejaculated?"

"No."

"What does it feel like to suck a man's genitals? Forced or consensual?"

"I felt nauseous when forced, but not when consensual."

"Which parts of your body do you find most sensitive?"

"Vulva, breasts, buttocks."

"Do you love your husband?"

"Yes."

"Do you enjoy having sex with him?"

"Yes."

"How long does your sex last each time?"

"About half an hour."

"How many times have you had sex in one night at most?"

"Twice."

"Have you ever had an orgasm?"

"Yes."

"What does it feel like during an orgasm?"

"Pleasant."

"Please describe it in more detail."

"Sometimes my mind goes blank, I feel like I'm floating in a cloud; sometimes I see colorful sparks, my body feels like it's exploding;
sometimes I can't control my behavior, I forget what I did or shouted."

"How long does your orgasm last?"

"Ten seconds...or several tens of seconds."

"Do you masturbate?"

"Yes."

"How often?"

"Not often."

"Does masturbation lead to an orgasm?"

"Yes."

"Has your husband had other women?"

"Before he met me?"

"After he met you?"

"No."

"Are you confident in his fidelity?"

"Yes."

"Were you forced to have sex after you became pregnant?"

"No."

"If you were forced to have sex with him now, would you feel guilty?"

"Yes."

"Imagine you were forced to have sex in front of your husband right now.
Which feeling would be strongest: guilt, pain, helplessness, humiliation, or hatred for his incompetence?"

"Helplessness...or guilt."

"Helplessness."

"If your husband was forced to have sex with another woman, or if you were forced to have sex with a man, which would you choose?"

"If I had already been raped, I would choose to be raped again; if not, I would choose to let him have sex with another
woman ."

"Your answer is very creative. If your husband had a hand cut off, or if you were forced to have sex,
which ?"

"I would be forced to have sex."

"You love your husband very much. I originally wanted to ask about killing your husband, but now there's no need. If you had to choose between
killing your daughter and your husband, which would you choose?"

"I'm sorry, I really can't choose, and I don't know how to choose."

"Okay, this is a difficult question to answer. So, if you had to choose between killing yourself, your daughter, or your husband, which would you choose
?"

"Kill me."

"Alright, that's about it for the first phase of questions. Let's move on to the next phase. Miss Bai, please take off
your skirt as well."

"Yes."

"Miss Bai, please walk to that side and then back, trying to walk in a posture that you find beautiful. Please do not
take off your high heels."

"Yes."

Naked, Bai Shuang began walking back and forth in the room, her slender silver heels
tapping out "thump-thump" sounds on the wooden floor.

"Good, that's fine. Miss Gao's walking posture is very graceful, but it needs some minor improvements. Her steps could be
more staggered, and the swaying of her hips could be more pronounced. We'll improve these later."

"Yes."

"Now let's test Miss Bai's flexibility. First, do a split."

"Yes."

Bai Shuang spread her legs, a perfect split.

"Very good, stand up. Lean back, supporting yourself on the floor behind you with your hands."

"Yes."

Her body arched, and Mu Yun Qiubai felt a surge of heat as he looked at Bai Shuang's even fuller breasts on the screen.

"Very good. Stand up. Stand on one leg and raise it overhead."

"Yes."

The movements became increasingly difficult, but Bai Shuang still managed to do it. Her raised legs were almost vertical. Although she had given birth
, her flexibility was still excellent.

"Very good, now do a handstand, then a split."

"Yes."

Bai Shuang managed the acrobatic-like movement, though her handstand split wasn't perfectly straight.

"Alright, take a minute's rest, Chengchuan-kun."

Chengchuan Xiang handed Bai Shuang a bottle of water, which she drank half of in one gulp.

"Miss Bai, what part of your body are you most satisfied with?"

"My legs."

Mu Yun Qiubai wholeheartedly agreed; Bai Shuang possessed impeccably long and beautiful legs.

"And what are you least satisfied with?"

"My buttocks."

"On the contrary, I think Miss Bai's hips are the most beautiful. You may feel that your hips are a bit full,
but it is precisely because they are full that your figure has a perfect S-shape. If your hips were too small, it would greatly ruin the overall
aesthetic."

"Yes."

"Can Miss Bai sing?"

"Yes."

"Then sing a song."

"Yes."

Bai Shuang sang quite well.

"Can you dance?"

"Yes."

Bai Shuang danced very well as well.

"Now, please try on some different clothes, Miss Bai."

"Yes."

Cheng Chuan Xiang pulled open a hidden cabinet on the wall, inside which hung dozens of different outfits.

Bai Shuang began to put on and take off the clothes one by one according to Urata Jue Lang's instructions, walking back and forth like
a runway model .

Mu Yun Qiu Bai in front of the screen was dazzled by what he saw.

Urata Jue Lang signaled to stop, and Bai Shuang, who had tried on evening gowns, office ladies' clothes, cheongsams, kimonos, nurse uniforms, school uniforms,
camouflage uniforms, flight attendant uniforms, and sportswear, returned to her initial state of being completely naked.

"Miss Bai, do you know Chinese Kung Fu?"

"I've studied Wing Chun and freestyle fighting."

"I know Wing Chun. The most famous Wing Chun master in Hong Kong is Ip Man, right?"

"Yes." "

Chengchuan is a fourth-degree black belt in karate. You two can spar."

"Yes!"

Chengchuan Xiang stepped forward, bowed deeply, and assumed a fighting
stance . Chengchuan Xiang shouted and pounced, his punches fierce and powerful. Bai Shuang blocked with both hands, parrying and striking simultaneously,
holding her own. Mu Yun Qiubai, watching from the screen, was no ordinary opponent; he could tell the difference in skill with just a glance. Bai Shuang
remained defensive, withdrawing her punches immediately after each contact with her opponent. If it were a true life-or-death struggle, Chengchuan Xiang would have been defeated long ago.

"Stop!"

The two separated, and Chengchuan Xiang bowed deeply once more.

“Miss Bai is being lenient. Chengchuan-kun, have Nakano Reiko come over too
. You've been practicing kendo for five years; ask Miss Bai for some pointers.”

“Yes.”

A moment later, Chengchuan Xiang and Nakano Reiko returned to the room, bamboo swords in hand.

“Miss Bai, this time, don't be lenient. Show your true skill.”

“Yes.”

Chengchuan Xiang and Nakano Reiko shouted and charged forward, swords raised.

Mu Yun Qiubai saw a cold smile on Bai Shuang's lips.

Bai Shuang darted between them, and with a single punch and kick, both were knocked to the ground.

“My ribs are broken.” Nakano Reiko clutched her chest, unable to stand. Chengchuan Xiang was slightly better and managed to
get up.

“How much force did Miss Bai use in that punch?”

“Five parts.”

“Thank you, Miss Bai, for showing mercy to my assistant, Reiko.”

“Yes.”

Nakano Reiko glared hatefully at Bai Shuang and left, supported by Chengchuan Xiang.

"Miss Bai, that's all for today. You have a great figure, but it still affects your fertility. Your breasts, waist, and legs
need further shaping, and your vagina will require a lot of effort to return to its pre-pregnancy state. I've created
a diet , and Chengchuan-kun will guide you. I hope you'll cooperate fully. By the way,
Nakano Reiko, whom you injured, is the best masseuse. She needs to rest for a while, and breast massage is especially important. I hope you'll
follow Chengchuan-kun's instructions diligently. Finally, if you cooperate actively, you'll be allowed to hold your daughter
and breastfeed her once a day. Don't worry about her going hungry; I've prepared plenty of formula."

"Yes."

Looking at Bai Shuang's helpless eyes, Mu Yun Qiubai felt a tightness in his chest.

Back then, when he caught her, she resisted so fiercely, using words, body, and mental strength to thwart his
violence .

But on the screen, she was as docile as a lamb. Despite the raging fire within her, she could only feign calm; despite
the surging power within her body, she could only loosen her clenched fists; despite her daughter being so close, she felt as if they were worlds apart.

Even more tragically, she had strived to become more beautiful only to please the lustful desires of her enemy.

This sorrow was so intense that Mu Yun Qiu Bai remained silent.

The next scene showed Bai Shuang undergoing postpartum recovery exercises: running on a treadmill, practicing
yoga , and working out various areas such as her waist and abdomen…

Cheng Chuan Xiang's fourth-degree black belt was somewhat of a sham, but he was certainly a top-tier fitness instructor.

The scene also included Bai Shuang massaging her breasts and performing Kegel exercises to contract her vagina. A
fleeting image showed Cheng Chuan Xiang inserting his fingers into her vagina.

Since undressing in front of Urata Jue Lang, Bai Shuang had only worn clothes for fashion shows; afterwards,
she was always naked in front of Cheng Chuan Xiang, whether eating, exercising, or sleeping.

In the video, Chengchuan Xiang appears calm, but the sharp-eyed Muyun Qiubai sees the fire in his eyes. He understands;
it would be abnormal to lack desire.

"Seven days." These are the words that appear on the screen.

Just like the first day, Bai Shuang stands before Urata Jue Lang, with Chengchuan Xiang standing behind her. Although only seven days have passed,
Bai Shuang 's body has undergone significant changes. Her chest hasn't changed much, but her waist has thinned, and her legs are more defined.

"Good recovery."

"Yes."

"Starting today, we'll add something new. It will be somewhat painful, but Miss Bai doesn't need to deliberately endure it. You can scream,
you can even cry. Let your heart guide your actions."

"Yes."

Part Two: The Sensual Performance After the Training Ends.

Bai Shuang's first performance lasted ten hours, a raw expression of primal human desire. The entire performance
was meticulously planned, with the lighting and costumes being extremely lavish.

In a circular theater, nearly a hundred people were seated, with the Yakuza chief and key members in the front row.

The performance is divided into ten acts. The first act is "Adam and Eve." Amidst swirling smoke,
Bai Shuang, veiled by a few green leaves, stunning the audience. Beneath a massive tree trunk, a masculine and handsome man, the beautiful Bai Shuang, and a gigantic
python leave the audience in awe.

The music abruptly changes, and Bai Shuang eats the apple representing desire. The angelic Bai Shuang transforms into a wanton woman. At
the climax of the music, she hangs in mid-air in a "T" shape, her hands and feet bound by dangling red ribbons, her moans gradually rising in intensity.
At the moment the music stops, she displays her climax before the audience, her head thrown back, her body contorted in agony.
Standing on tiptoe, golden liquid gushed from her private parts. For a moment, the hall was silent except for her
breathtaking moans.

The Yakuza leaders could easily tell if her orgasm was genuine. A full minute later,
thunderous , while Bai Shuang, suspended in mid-air, continued to gush with fluid.

The second act was "Taking Her Father's Place in the Army," based on the Chinese story of Mulan. The stirring drumbeats began, and Bai Shuang, dressed in
military attire appeared on stage on a white horse. Her appearance was completely different from before, her heroic bearing
captivating the audience. Her costume was meticulously designed, both historically accurate and highlighting her beautiful figure.

The drumbeats intensified, and ten warriors dressed in Di Rong attire charged out, surrounding the horse. Bai Shuang dismounted and engaged them
in fierce combat. She possessed exceptional fighting skills, making the fight highly entertaining. Bai Shuang
displayed extraordinary bravery, leaving Di Rong warriors lying dead on the spot. More Di Rong warriors charged out, and after another fierce battle,
she was wounded and captured.

Then she began to depict the agony of her capture. To the accompaniment of mournful music, she, handcuffed and shackled, seemed
to stumble forward through a sandstorm. Her battle armor was torn in many places, revealing her fair skin. The soldiers escorting her
lashed her with leather whips, her pretty face contorted with pain. When she was taken to the camp, she was tied to a wooden stake. Several Di Rong leaders sat on the ground,
laughing wildly , while soldiers danced wildly around her. Her battle robe was torn off, and her undergarments fluttered like butterflies.
Once again, she exposed her naked body to everyone in the hall.

She was untied from the stake and dragged to the leader, who laughed maniacally and began to molest her. His actions were
theatrical; Bai Shuang tried to dodge and screamed. The music grew increasingly violent and intense. Suddenly, the men grabbed her
limbs and lifted her up. The Yakuza Grand Chief, wearing a grotesque mask, stood up and walked onto the stage. Bai Shuang, held tightly by
the leaders , screamed, struggled, screamed again, filled with the fear and despair of impending rape.

The Grand Chief's penis pierced Bai Shuang's body, his
expression one of utter astonishment in stark contrast to her pained expression. The instant the penis entered, Bai Shuang, struggling in agony, climaxed. Her expression perfectly conveyed
the pain of being raped, yet her body desperately craved orgasm. This incredible contrast left the Grand Chief
with an incredulous look. Bai Shuang skillfully controlled the rhythm of her orgasm, allowing the Grand Chief to experience ultimate pleasure
while keeping his desire hovering near its peak. She still appeared to be in extreme pain. Amidst this agony, the Grand Master began
his assault . Three minutes later, she climaxed again; seven minutes later, she climaxed a third time; and twelve minutes later, she climaxed a fourth
. This time, the Grand Master couldn't hold on any longer, screaming as he ejaculated.

Back in his seat, the Grand Master whispered to those around him. In just twelve minutes, Bai Shuang had experienced four orgasms
—something they couldn't comprehend.

Moments later, Bai Shuang, dressed in ancient costume, reappeared in the dance. The third act was "Diao Chan Admiring the Moon." The Three Kingdoms period is
Japan's most beloved and familiar historical period. Some in the audience might not know who Mulan was, but everyone
knew the Three Kingdoms.

Behind Bai Shuang, a bright moon hung in the sky on a large screen. She sat gracefully on the ground in a colorful silk dress, holding a pipa.
Bai Shuang had learned to play the pipa in middle school; though not exceptionally skilled, she could still pluck a few strings.

Dong Zhuo, with a full beard, entered the stage laughing maniacally, reclining on his side on the bed. Bai Shuang rose and danced
gracefully . Her dance, though not on par with professional dancers, was still quite proper. She danced while slowly removing her clothes,
her movements elegant and captivating. The music gradually faded, and Dong Zhuo on the bed removed his trousers, revealing his erect penis.
Bai Shuang straddled him and began to mimic the actions of intercourse. The actor playing Dong Zhuo didn't actually insert his penis;
it merely rubbed against her lower abdomen, but their performance was incredibly realistic. After a brief struggle, Bai Shuang supported herself on her feet, raised her buttocks,
and once again performed the scene of her orgasm.

When Dong Zhuo withdrew, a handsome man in white robes rushed onto the stage. Someone in the audience shouted, "Lü Bu!"
The title of the greatest warrior of the Three Kingdoms was deeply ingrained in people's minds. Lü Bu rushed to Bai Shuang's side, embracing her tightly.
He removed the clothes he had just put on, one by one, and the two embraced passionately, their love intense. Lü Bu pressed her down, his penis not penetrating her as before
, but merely mimicking the position of intercourse. Suddenly, the crowd erupted in laughter. Those nearby
had seen the actor playing Lü Bu rubbing his penis against Bai Shuang's thigh, and he suddenly couldn't control himself and ejaculated.

Just as Lü Bu was blushing and at a loss, Dong Zhuo rushed onto the stage. Lü Bu climbed off Bai Shuang and
wrestled with Dong Zhuo. The two struggled for a long time, finally exhausted, and collapsed to the ground. Then, they looked at each other for
a moment, burst into laughter, and walked hand in hand to Bai Shuang's side, Dong Zhuo on the bottom and Lü Bu on top, enacting a scene of sexual intercourse
with .

The stories of Hua Mulan and Diao Chan both had their endings altered, especially the latter, which showed the loyalty of fathers and sons as brothers,
and women as mere garments. Like all gangsters, the Yakuza preached that loyalty came first.

The Yakuza in the front row whispered among themselves as the host announced a one-hour break. It turned out that after the three acts,
several leaders had lost control of their desires and demanded to enjoy themselves first.

In the backstage dressing room, eight gang leaders sat in a row, and Bai Shuang, dressed in SM attire, took turns serving them.
In a short twenty minutes, she gave each leader two orgasms.

The fourth act was "Mother and Daughter's Love." Bai Shuang played a woman driven from her home,
wandering with her daughter, less than seven months old. She was first raped on the street, then tricked into a brothel. Bai Wuxia
served as , and her performance of breastfeeding was quite realistic and vivid. Finally, an elderly man in his seventies or eighties
redeemed her, and the scene ended with the baby and the old man suckling together.

This scene was likely inspired by a similar image seen by Pu Tian Jue Lang's assistant. This image had
deeply shocked Mu Yun Qiu Bai.

The fifth act was "Police Flower's Withering." The plot was adapted from Bai Shuang's capture by the Yakuza. Bai Shuang's appearance in a police uniform
immediately caused a sensation. Firstly, the allure of uniforms is always irresistible, and secondly, the strong
hatred that the underworld harbors towards police officers. This act didn't offer much innovation and was somewhat similar to Mulan in the second act. Of course, since Bai Shuang
is a policewoman, her past photos were repeatedly played on the large screen behind her during the performance, giving the audience a strong sense of
realism, making the effect even better than the second act.

The sixth act was "Chrysanthemum Rope." This act showcased Japanese rope bondage, with Bai Shuang appearing in Edo-era
attire. Because it was the first time Japanese history was used, the audience naturally cheered even more. For an hour, Bai Shuang
was bound into various shapes and sizes, her bizarre and wonderful poses all eliciting gasps of amazement. Combined with her angelic face and devilish charm...
Her stunning figure captivated the audience.

If this performance had been designed by Urata Jue Lang, it would have been even more spectacular; his assistant, though
possessing some of his skills, still fell short. Even so, the audience was amazed.

The seventh act was "Slave's Will." From this act onward, the erotic performance reached its climax. When the naked
Bai Shuang, on all fours, was led onto the stage like a dog, the audience erupted in cheers. She was subjected to candle drippings,
whipping, and enemas… As a slave, she displayed extreme SM fervor, repeatedly reaching orgasm in the midst of cruelty,
her gushing love juices constantly stimulating the audience's senses. The ending of this act was equally shocking: an actor wearing a grotesque steel
helmet mask pierced Bai Shuang's body with a steel rod resembling an elephant's trunk, then slowly lifted her up.
The robust male actor stood upright, head tilted back, and the naked Bai Shuang straddled his
head with her arms and legs spread, the steel rod deeply embedded in her body. Bai Shuang supported the man's head with both hands, her legs stretched out in a "I" shape
, slowly raising her body. Without childhood training and exceptional strength and endurance,
such a performance would be impossible. When a body honed for the purpose of eradicating evil is used for
a lewd performance to please evil, one can imagine the sorrow in Bai Shuang's heart.

Finally, riding on the man's head, Bai Shuang climaxed again, fully expressing the insatiable desires of a sex slave, drawing thunderous applause
from the hall .

The eighth act was "The Allure of a Licentious Woman." Fashionably dressed, she walked onto the stage in high heels, each different
outfit displaying a different allure. Several male actors pursued her, but she kicked
them all away . The lights dimmed, and alone, she tore off her noble facade, stripped off her clothes, and
climaxed repeatedly through masturbation. As she was lost in lust, a tall, handsome male actor quietly approached her, and Bai Shuang, like
a bitch begged him for pleasure.

Only then did the real, live-action performance begin. Various challenging sexual positions were
beautifully portrayed, and the hall fell into a deathly silence once more, broken only by the moans of the man and woman on stage.

Bai Shuang's performance grew increasingly frenzied, like a female animal in heat, demanding, demanding, and demanding again. Beneath the male actor
's crotch, Bai Shuang experienced three orgasms in fifteen minutes. During her final climax, facing the audience, she gripped her
breasts tightly, and during a powerful orgasm, her breasts gushed forth silvery streams of milk,
arcing and shooting into the distance. The audience erupted in cheers once more. Next, the men who had initially refused her advances came onto the stage, and surrounded by them, she released her burning desire

like a volcano . The ninth act was "The Ends of Desire." In the stillness of a specially designed chair, Bai Shuang once again demonstrated how to reach orgasm without any touching. She then began masturbating, experiencing three more orgasms in ten minutes, two of which involved noticeable blowjobs. Next, the chair moved, extending seven or eight electric vibrators that stimulated her body. The high-speed vibrators thrust rapidly inside her vagina, sending Bai Shuang into a frenzy. Orgasms flowed almost . In just twenty minutes, she experienced ten orgasms, averaging less than thirty seconds between them. Amidst thunderous applause, the host announced an interactive session, allowing anyone interested in her to experience the pleasure of her orgasmic body. Although the audience was already eager to engage, the Japanese maintained a respectable level of discipline, not rushing forward but rather taking turns according to their rank within the gang. Perhaps due to the large number of people, Urata Jue Lang no longer demanded skillful orgasms to prolong the intercourse; or perhaps Bai Shuang was already in a state of confusion and mental instability. From the moment she was raped, Bai Shuang could no longer maintain an orgasm for more than two minutes at a time; the duration began to lengthen to five to eight minutes. Even so, none of the men who came on stage could remain erect inside her for more than ten minutes, nor experience two consecutive orgasms. The sexual spectacle abruptly ended; the artistic performance was over, and what followed was nothing but a chaotic dance of demons. (The End)

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