[Wuxia] Chasing After the Beauties of Jin Yong's Novels (Tianlong Fengliu) (Complete) - 8

Part One: Fallen Dragon World, Chapter Forty-Four: Asura Yaksha Sisters Sleeping Together.

In Chapter Forty-Four

, the three rode together on one horse. Wu Long had Qin Hongmian sit in front, while he embraced her from behind, and Mu Wanqing held him as they galloped. A handsome young man, a middle-aged woman, and a beautiful young girl riding together—though Dali was known for its open-mindedness, their sights were undeniably shocking. However, Wu Long didn't care about their stares; on the contrary, he found the soft bodies of the mother and daughter utterly intoxicating. At noon, the three of them felt a bit tired and prepared to rest for a while in a small grove by the roadside. Wu Long, as if remembering something, said ,

"Wan'er, Hongmian, wait for me here for a moment, I'll be right back."

Mu Wanqing quickly asked,

"Wu Lang, where are you going?"

Wu Long laughed,

"Silly girl, have you forgotten? The other day when we robbed that rich man, we took so much gold and silver jewelry, and most of it was stored in a cave in this grove. If we don't take it, won't it just benefit someone else?"

Mu Wanqing then remembered that a few days ago, after robbing the landlord's house, they had taken a large amount of treasure, but because it was too cumbersome to carry, they had stored it in a grove by the roadside. This was the place. She blushed and said,

"Oh, I forgot. Hurry back."

Wu Long gave a reassuring gesture and quickly darted into the grove, reaching a large rock. He moved the rock aside, revealing a large treasure, casually placed it on his chest, and prepared to leave. Suddenly, a loud shout rang out: "Hey kid, stop right there!"

Wu Long looked up and saw a dozen burly men wielding knives spring up beside him. The leader, a man with a face full of scars, yelled, "Hey, kid, leave your silver and save your own life!"

Wu Long was startled, then put on a strange expression and said,

"Gentlemen, what silver could a country bumpkin like me possibly have on me?"

The leader said,

"You little brat, you dare to lie to your master? I think you weigh only about a hundred pounds, but your feet sank half a centimeter into the wet ground, and your chest and abdomen sagged. You're clearly hiding something heavy in your bosom. You dare to lie to your master? Hand over the silver now, or don't blame us for being ruthless with our knives."

Wu Long found it amusing and deliberately pretended to be ashen-faced. Surrounded by the dozen or so men, he seemed to have no choice but to hand over the gold and silver from his chest. The burly man, though his eyes gleamed, was also shrewd and said:

"Put the silver down slowly, don't throw it around, and don't try to sow discord."

The big man had once been tricked by a woman into fighting among her own men, but the woman simply vanished. Later, he learned from the second chieftain of his stronghold that this was called the "Two Peaches Kill Three Warriors" strategy. He remembered it and now, recalling it, he pressed a knife against Wu Long's neck to prevent him from acting recklessly.

Wu Long, looking dejected about his bad luck, deliberately said as he received the last piece of silver,

"Gentlemen of the mountains, this is all I have left. Could you... could you leave some for my travel expenses..."

"Leave my ass!" the burly man retorted. "If it weren't for the fear of your stinking blood soiling this silver, I would have already chopped you down. Hurry up, we, the Ten Heroes of Yunnan, don't have time to waste with you."

Wu Long was so startled that his hand trembled, and the silver fell to the ground. Then he heard another man say,

"Brother, this man has so much silver on him, he must be someone special. If we let him go back, someone might come knocking on our door later. Perhaps..." The man held the silver to his neck.

Wu Long feigned alarm: "Great...Your Majesty, I...I'm just an ordinary person..."

The burly man at the head of the group said,

"Hmph, to cut the weeds, you must pull out the roots; only the dead can keep secrets. That's what my second brother said, so you can't be spared." With that, he brought his blade down. Wu Long seemed terrified, his right hand blocking his head. With a clang, the man's blade struck, but Wu Long's arm was unharmed, the bone blade unscathed, though the steel blade shattered.

"Ah, so you have such a good thing as an arm guard, kid! Brothers, chop him down!"

the burly man shouted, and blades flashed everywhere. But all the blades were deflected by Wu Long's muscular strength. The crowd stared in horror at this seemingly invulnerable "monster." Suddenly, someone screamed in terror. Intense fear made them instinctively muster their meager courage and wildly slash. A steel blade came crashing down, its blade gleaming, its cold light gleaming. Without hesitation, Wu Long threw a punch.

Unexpectedly, the steel blade shattered!! Before he could even react with surprise, Wu Long swung his hand, snatching the broken sword. A flash of cold light, and the bandit was cleaved in two, his head and half his body flying through the air. He retreated swiftly, and in the instant the three swords missed, he lunged forward. The broken sword in his hand transformed into a streak of light, disappearing in the air in a flash. Three heads flew high, blood spurting over a meter high from their headless necks. He turned and parried the incoming blows with his sword, then unleashed a flurry of kicks, striking the three bandits almost simultaneously in the abdomen. The three were sent flying backward, dying instantly with three loud thuds. The bandits finally realized his power and screamed as they fled.

"Hmph, you think you can just walk away after stealing my silver? All of you, stay here!"

Wu Long thought, then leaped behind a bandit. With a single punch, the bandit's body flew dozens of feet, crashing into a large tree and dying instantly. With a light step, he turned to another bandit, and with a flash of his blade, another bandit was sliced in two. This was not a battle, but a massacre. Wu Long's figure was like a gray shadow; wherever his fists and feet passed, heads were smashed to pieces, or flesh and blood flew everywhere. In the blink of an eye, Wu Long had caught up with the fleeing bandits one by one and cut them down.

Looking at the mess on the ground, with severed limbs everywhere, Wu Long frowned. After thinking for a while, he searched the bodies of the ten bandits. Besides a lot of silver, he found a "secret manual" on a big man in yellow. Wu Long didn't even look at it and put it in his pocket. After burying their bodies, Wu Long left the forest without telling the two women what had happened there. After resting for a while, he headed back to Wan Jie Valley. As soon

as Wu Long arrived in the valley, Gan Baobao rushed out to greet him. Gan Baobao was wearing a light yellow dress, under which were a pair of fair and smooth legs. A pair of delicate little feet, less than three inches long, were encased in embroidered shoes. Wu Long's heart fluttered at the sight; these were truly three-inch golden lotuses! White silk was wrapped around her feet, extending all the way to her sexy ankles, making her calves appear even more rounded and full, exuding sexiness. Through the skin of these snow-white jade feet, one could vaguely see the veins beneath her bare skin.

Gan Baobao had a typical oval face, a beautiful face paired with a pair of bright, large eyes, and a small mouth like a ripe cherry. Her eyes were bright and expressive, as if they could speak—round, big, and watery! Both eyes had double eyelids, and long eyelashes gracefully drooped upwards over her pupils. Her delicate nose was high and arched, giving her an air of unapproachable nobility at first glance.

Especially striking were her bright red lips, paired with her snow-white teeth, a striking contrast that was exceptionally captivating. Her lips, neither too thin nor too thick, playedfully upturned like fresh fruit, making one want to take a bite at first sight. She was about 1.68 meters tall, with well-proportioned, slender, and shapely features. Her exquisitely curvaceous body was beautifully shaped, like a model's, yet slightly fuller and more voluptuous. Her upper and lower body were perfectly proportioned, exhibiting the golden ratio; her waist was slender yet rounded, and her hips were naturally full. Most alluring were her breasts—two proud, firm, and rounded breasts standing erect, creating a magnificent mountain-like peak. Several maids followed behind her, but Zhong Ling was nowhere to be seen.

Qin Hongmian rode forward a few steps and said, "Junior sister, it's been ten years since we last met. Shall we speak privately?"

Gan Baobao was also full of suspicion towards her senior sister, but she knew her best—fiery-tempered, fiercely opposed to evil, and like herself, had once harbored a deep, unrequited love for Duan Zhengchun. She couldn't understand why Qin Hongmian had been so intimate with Wu Long just now. Puzzled, Gan Baobao decided to listen to Qin Hongmian's explanation.

Gan Baobao's expression turned serious. "Come in," she said, turning back to walk into the house. Qin Hongmian dismounted and followed her inside. Once inside, Gan Baobao turned to face Qin Hongmian, her face expressionless.

"What do you want to say to me? Speak quickly!"

Qin Hongmian blushed upon hearing this. After a long pause, she finally made up her mind and looked up at Gan Baobao. "Junior sister, to be honest, I'm already that man's woman!"

This statement greatly surprised Gan Baobao. She and Qin Hongmian had grown up together and knew her senior sister's personality well. They had both been deeply in love with Duan Zhengchun, a fact Gan Baobao was well aware of. Why would Qin Hongmian say such a thing now?

"You!...Senior sister, why do you always argue with me?!" Gan Baobao seemed angry.

Qin Hongmian's expression changed. She was strong-willed and never willing to suffer any loss in front of others. How could she tolerate Gan Baobao's reproach?

"What do you mean 'I'll compete with you'? You only met Wu Lang a few days longer than me!"

Qin Hongmian retorted. "Hmph! Senior Sister, let's settle this using our sect's methods!"

With that, she raised her hand and slashed at Qin Hongmian with her sword.

"Fine! Junior Sister, after ten years, let Senior Sister see how much your martial arts have improved!"

Qin Hongmian shouted, drawing her Shura Blade and engaging Gan Baobao in combat.

At this moment, Wu Long was hiding outside the house. He heard every word of the conversation between Qin Hongmian and Gan Baobao. When he heard the sounds of swords clashing inside, Wu Long knew something was wrong. He quickly turned around and pressed the pressure points of the maids beside him, immobilizing them. Then, he pushed open the door and rushed inside.

The room was now in complete chaos. Qin Hongmian and Gan Baobao, both from the same martial arts school and of similar skill, were locked in a fierce and evenly matched fight. The tables, chairs, and other furnishings in the room were smashed to pieces, almost nothing intact. Seeing that this situation was escalating, Wu Long realized he couldn't let them continue fighting. Subduing Gan Baobao wouldn't be difficult, but he couldn't afford to take sides in this internal conflict! Wu Long's heart skipped a beat, and he flashed between the two women, only to be struck by their swords. The two women were startled and quickly dropped their weapons, rushing over to support Wu Long, saying,

"Wu Lang, are you alright? It's all your fault!"

They both exclaimed in unison. Wu Long said painfully,

"The swords may have struck me, but it hurts me to see you fighting."

Seeing that he was indeed unharmed, the two women breathed a sigh of relief. Gan Baobao huffed,

"Isn't this all your fault?"

Wu Long looked at her with deep affection, instantly melting her heart. He sighed,

"My dear..."

Seeing that she seemed to have calmed down, Wu Long gently embraced her from in front of him. Gan Baobao's long, curled, dark eyelashes added a touch of ethereal beauty to her dreamlike, captivating eyes, further highlighting her intelligence, gentleness, and loveliness. Her delicate, upturned nose was exquisitely straight, and her full, luscious lips, bright red and tempting, formed a sexy, alluring cherry-like mouth. Her cheeks were soft and smooth, like a crescent moon. Wu Long grabbed Gan Baobao from behind, brazenly reaching into her pants to knead her bare buttocks.

Gan Baobao cried out inwardly, feeling utterly ashamed to be intimate with a man in front of her senior sister. Wu Long's strong fingers were already completely embedded in her tender flesh, squeezing lightly and heavily, as if savoring the fleshy texture and elasticity of her buttocks. Gan Baobao desperately tried to thrust forward to escape his hands, but Wu Long noticed her attempt. He grabbed her slender waist with his other hand, pulling her closer, while simultaneously pressing his body against Gan Baobao's back and buttocks from behind.

Suddenly, Gan Baobao felt something hard and hot pressing forcefully against her plump buttocks. She froze for a moment, realizing it was Wu Long's clone. Gan Baobao's round, smooth buttocks were gently caressed, slowly kneaded, forcefully pinched, and peeled open, yet her entire body tensed, enduring the torture as if being tortured. Wu Long's other hand slipped under Gan Baobao's shirt. Before Gan Baobao could react, her silk bra was pushed up, exposing her breasts, which were immediately occupied by the demonic hand. Her soft, round, delicate breasts were instantly seized, as he greedily savored their fullness and elasticity while kneading her unprotected nipples. Gan Baobao's mouth opened slightly, her face turned pale, and her whole body trembled slightly.

Wu Long, as if to confirm the elasticity of her breasts, greedily fondled Gan Baobao's nipples. Gan Baobao's pert breasts, oblivious to the danger their owner faced, innocently displayed their pure softness and fullness under the demonic hand's kneading. His fingertips gently caressed and rotated, and Gan Baobao could feel her nipples beginning to slightly twitch. Gan Baobao's pretty face flushed crimson, and she bit her lower lip tightly, desperately trying to pull away Wu Long's lecherous hands.

Seeing Gan Baobao's fierce defense of her breasts, Wu Long lowered his head and pressed his lips against Gan Baobao's trembling, sexy red lips. Pretty Gan Baobao violently twisted her head, and her flushed cheeks were kissed twice. Then her lips immediately became the next target, and Wu Long's burning lips relentlessly pursued her. His tongue licked back and forth on her cheeks, and after several weak attempts to resist,

Gan Baobao's tender red lips were finally captured. Wu Long forcefully pressed his lips against hers and breathed heavily, his tongue exploring along Gan Baobao's gums. Overwhelmed with disgust, Gan Baobao's pure lips tried to escape. Wu Long gripped her jaw tightly and used his fingertips to loosen Gan Baobao's jaw, and his tongue took the opportunity to slip between her teeth. As the resistance of the pretty baby gradually weakened, her tongue was strongly attracted and intertwined, slowly transforming into a deep kiss like that of true lovers.

Overwhelmed with excitement, Wu couldn't help but let out a deep groan, savoring the beautiful woman's shy resistance as she was forced into a kiss. He lingered on the mucous membrane in her mouth, teasing her soft tongue, even sucking up her sweet saliva.

Soon, Wu stripped the baby naked, revealing her delicate, perky breasts. At the tips of her breasts, a pair of exquisite, alluring, rosy nipples stood proudly, shy and bashful. A faint rosy areola surrounded her small, adorable breasts, like a halo of moonlight. Her slender, delicate waist, so small and supple, gave one the urge to embrace her and cherish her tenderly.

Further down, amidst a patch of jade-white, smooth skin, a round, cute navel playfully nestled on her smooth abdomen. Her lower abdomen was smooth, white, and soft.

Wu Long pressed his chest against Qiao Gan Bao Bao's firm, proud, and incredibly soft breasts, feeling the two small, gradually hardening nipples against his chest. His mouth slid down, kissing one tender, small, and adorable rosy nipple, gently licking and sucking it. He kissed the left, then the right, and then slid down until his lips reached the base of Qiao Gan Bao Bao's warm thighs. Teasing and playing with her like this, Qiao Gan Bao Bao felt both shy and itchy. Her body went weak under his kisses, and her long, beautiful, snow-white legs parted, shyly spreading wider and wider, as if hoping he would kiss her even deeper.

Wu Long continued to kiss and tease Qiao Gan Bao Bao until she moaned softly, her body trembling slightly, her beautiful eyes glazed over, her cheeks flushed red, and her fair skin gradually began to heat up. Her lower body was already wet. Only then did Wu Long lift his head and kiss Qiao Gan Bao Bao's soft, moaning lips, her eyes slightly closed, in a hot, wet kiss. Gan Bao Bao's tongue darted out, her tender, smooth tongue passionately entwining and swirling with his... responding with fiery fervor. At the same time, she felt a hot, hard, erect penis pressing tightly against her soft lower abdomen.

"Mmm..." Qiao Gan Bao Bao let out an alluring moan. Wu Long's fingers gently pressed against her shy, delicate breasts, caressing and kneading... Qiao Gan Bao Bao was shaken by the intense stimulation, her heart trembling wildly, and she couldn't help but moan softly. Immediately, her face flushed crimson, and a beautiful blush spread across her face. Wu Long had already pinned Gan Baobao down on the table. He knew that Gan Baobao would no longer resist, and even if she did, she couldn't stop him, because he had successfully destroyed her proud self-esteem. (

Part 1: Fallen Heavenly Dragon World, Chapter 45: Asura Yaksha Sisters Sleeping Together [The End])

Gan Baobao closed her eyes, her brows furrowed, and unconsciously let out a moan from deep within her throat. It wasn't just a simple sweet sensation; the sweetness spread from the tip of her tongue throughout her mouth, making every part feel warm. Gan Baobao extended her tongue a little further, and Wu Long's tongue tip touched the side of her trembling tongue more carefully.

"Ah...ah..."

Her breathing became heavy, and a soft sound escaped from deep within Gan Baobao's throat. Despite her desperate attempts to suppress it, her rapid breathing couldn't be hidden. Wu Long's tongue curled up like another creature, then slipped inside, like a small insect crawling along a branch. Each movement indeed touched the erogenous zones in Gan Baobao's mouth, and the sensation showed no signs of abating. Her entire mouth was ablaze with desire, as if all the erogenous zones in her body had converged on her tongue. Wu Long's hands began to remove her pantyhose, and without hesitation, he pulled down Gan Baobao's underwear with both hands. His fingers ruthlessly parted Gan Baobao's petals, exploring inside.

"Mmm..."

Gan Baobao moaned louder, her lips closed. Once the caresses began, Wu Long's technique was superb. His fingers stroked each petal.

"Don't touch there, it's too shameful..."

Gan Baobao said shyly. Her long legs were plump and soft, the tips of her toes tracing alluring curves, while he reached out and caressed her engorged and erect nipples. "Ah..." As his tongue was sucked, Gan Baobao's beautiful legs swayed slightly, and her lower body was completely numb and tingling. Gan Baobao breathed rapidly through her nose; if her mouth hadn't been covered by Wu Long's, she didn't know if she would have made any shameful sounds. Her jade

gate, ravaged for so long, was especially hot. He used his middle finger as the center, and then used all four fingers together to caress her. "Mmm..."

Gan Baobao's red lips and tongue were both occupied. Her breathing became rapid, causing her to desperately try to pull her mouth away, her body twisting violently, and a sobbing sound emanating from deep within her throat—the urge from Wu Long's ministrations on her erogenous zones. Finally, his mouth left, and Gan Baobao gasped for breath like a fish out of air, her firm breasts trembling. Wu Long's hand climbed up her breasts again. Like a power plant, waves of pleasure emanated from her soft breasts, reaching every part of her body. Her knees had lost their strength, and Gan Baobao felt as if she were about to collapse, involuntarily grabbing Guang Ge's shoulder. As if under anesthesia, Wu Long's hand moved from her chest to her side, then to her slender waist; then slid down from her waist.

Using his skillful fingers, he traced a path from her lower abdomen down to the base of her thighs, teasing the protruding area with his middle finger from below, as if caressing it effortlessly, then pinching and rubbing the most sensitive spot with his thumb. An electric current spread from that deepest point throughout her body, and the warm, moist valley was already soaking wet. "Ah… I can't take it anymore…" Gan Baobao murmured shyly.

He pressed his lips to her ear, gently blowing on it. Gan Baobao trembled slightly at his breath, his tongue licking her earlobe, the sweet waves flowing down to the center of her body. One of Gan Baobao's hands climbed up her breasts, her hand stroking the inside of her knee, moving down her thigh towards her base. "Ah…" Gan Baobao instantly lost control, almost crying out. She was already overwhelmed by the stimulation of her firm breasts, and now her labia were also being stimulated. "Ugh...no..." Gan Baobao curled up, trying to hide her head with her half-long hair. "Oh...ah..." Gasping as if she were about to die, Gan Baobao spread her legs tightly. His face was flushed, his lower body hard and burning, painfully swollen...

He grabbed one of Gan Baobao's soft little hands and pressed it against his penis. The moment that snow-white little hand lightly touched his penis, it immediately recoiled as if it had touched a "snake," and Wu Long grabbed it and pressed it back down. The hot, hard surface made Gan Baobao feel flustered for a while. She held his constantly "shaking" penis with one hand, and gently, shyly and timidly rubbed it with her other cute little hand. Wu Long's blood was gradually aroused by the unconscious teasing of those soft, delicate, and adorable little hands. He grabbed Gan Baobao's slender waist, pulling her soft, boneless, and naked body into his arms, kneading and rubbing her wildly. Then he lowered his head and found her exquisite, fragrant, and red lips, parting her shyly closed teeth, and then entwining her smooth, delicate, and adorable tongue, sucking and licking it wildly... His mouth slid down, kissing a tender, jade-like, and adorable rosy nipple, gently licking and sucking it, kissing the left side, then the right, and then sliding down until it kissed the warm base of Gan Baobao's thighs.

Under his advanced teasing and playing, Gan Baobao felt both shy and itchy. Her delicate body went weak under his lewd kisses and sucks, and her long, beautiful, snow-white legs parted, shyly spreading wider and wider, as if hoping that he would kiss her even deeper. He continued to kiss and tease Gan Baobao until she moaned softly, her body trembling slightly, her beautiful eyes glazed over, her cheeks flushed red, and her fair skin gradually began to heat up. Her lower body was already wet. Only then did Wu Long raise his head and kiss Gan Baobao's soft, panting lips, her eyes slightly closed, in a hot, wet kiss. Xiao Ling's tongue darted out, her tender, smooth tongue passionately entwining and swirling with his... responding with fiery fervor. At the same time, she felt a hot, hard, erect penis pressing tightly against her soft lower abdomen.

A current surged through her heart and mind, sending waves of incredibly pleasurable, sweet, and shamefully blissful sensations through her. Under this intense and overwhelming stimulation, Gan Baobao's mind went blank. Her heart savored the intoxicating, almost breathless, dizzying carnal pleasure. Her soft, boneless, naked, beautiful body beneath him trembled slightly, a sensation almost like a spasm. Her jade-like arms trembled uncontrollably, as if being bitten by insects. Her ten slender, jade-like fingers on her small, white hands clenched tightly, the tiny blue veins on the back of her delicate, white hands barely visible due to the inexplicable force of her fingers.

Gan Baobao's face flushed, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, her lips parted slightly, and her eyes closed gently, displaying an alluring expression that was difficult to decipher—whether pain or pleasure. Her face was flushed, her breath quickened, and her cloud-like hair was damp with fragrant sweat. But Gan Baobao only felt her lower body getting wetter and wetter… The stunningly beautiful woman, blushing with shyness, blushed deeply on her beautiful face. Seeing that he was completely aroused, Wu Long entered her body.

“Ah—!” Gan Baobao’s body trembled violently, and she let out a moan, a cry like a battle horn, instantly bringing Wu Long to the peak of excitement. At this moment, Gan Baobao was already overwhelmed with passion. Her two jade-like hands tightly hugged Wu Long’s neck, her two full and high breasts rubbing hard against his strong chest. Her slender waist swayed, and her jade buttocks rose and fell with his movements. At the same time, her cherry lips let out a wanton and charming moan…

He held Gan Baobao’s fragrant shoulders and thrust wildly, his lower abdomen slamming heavily against her full buttocks, making a crisp sound. In the midst of the pleasure, Gan Baobao realized that their true yin and true yang had become one, and in a daze, she realized that Wu Long was actually moving his primordial yang at will. Surprised, Gan Baobao suddenly trembled, her full, moist vulva tightly enveloping the jade stem, writhing and twitching. Wu Long embraced her slender waist and thrust rapidly a few more times, finally ejaculating his life essence into her body. Gan Baobao received it with her own primordial yin, lost in the pleasure of the moment.

After finishing with Gan Baobao, Wu Long turned his gaze to Qin Hongmian. Her thin top covered her alluring body, her face cold and aloof, proud as ice. Wu Long's breathing became rapid as he stared at her face. He saw her cherry-like mouth, her pearly white teeth, her lips sweet and round, her smile gentle and fragrant, her eyes like autumn waters, her eyebrows like dark mountains. She was like the Weaver Girl of the Jade Terrace, like Chang'e of the Moon Palace. Her eyes were like autumn waters, her eyebrows like spring mountains. Her small, delicate feet were like watery socks, her tender face like a gentle breeze. Qin Hongmian's lips were like cherry-red ingots, her black hair skillfully styled like a cloud. Everyone suspected that Chang'e had fallen from the Moon Palace, only missing the Jade Rabbit.

Wu Long could no longer restrain himself. He laid the jade woman flat on the bed, untied Qin Hongmian's red sash, and Qin Hongmian's outer skirt fell off. Wu Long then removed Qin Hongmian's outer garment, and Qin Hongmian couldn't help but feel a little shy, so she reached out to push him away.

Unexpectedly, Qin Hongmian's delicate arms were pressed against Wu Long's chest. Being pressed against Wu Long in front of her junior sister filled Qin Hongmian with unbearable shyness. Taking advantage of the situation, Wu Long began to unbutton Qin Hongmian's undergarment. Qin Hongmian struggled desperately, but Gan Baobao wrapped her arms around her from behind, rendering her unable to resist. Qin Hongmian was secretly anxious; her junior sister was clearly retaliating. Wu Long calmly unbuttoned Qin Hongmian's undergarment, revealing her bodice. It was the first time Gan Baobao had seen her senior sister wearing only a bodice. Gan Baobao clearly felt the immense allure of her senior sister's breasts beneath the bodice, making Gan Baobao feel ashamed and inferior... Wu Long gazed at Qin Hongmian's reclining body. Her thick, black hair cascaded over her smooth, jade-like back, making her skin appear even more like white jade, seemingly unreal. Her arms were flat, revealing the heavy, rounded curves of her breasts, blooming proudly on her chest, showcasing the exquisite curves of her female body. Although Wu Long had seen her countless times and released his semen upon her countless times, he was still completely captivated by her beauty. At this moment, her skin was smooth and fair, her nose straight and delicate, and her bright eyes seemed to be veiled in a misty haze. Her delicate lips were slightly parted, her pearly teeth lightly licking her cherry lips, emitting a fragrant and rich body scent. This highlighted her firm, white breasts, which swayed rhythmically beneath her bodice, the two large, cherry-red nipples slightly upturned, their bright red areolas beautiful and alluring. Her slender waist and full, supple breasts created a striking contrast, each one seemingly too delicate to be grasped, her curves exquisitely defined.

Taking advantage of Qin Hongmian's momentary lapse in attention, Wu Long loosened the ties of her undergarment, causing it to slip down, revealing her tender, jade-like body. Qin Hongmian couldn't refuse. Her naked junior sister, Gan Baobao, kept nodding to her, encouraging her to make love with Wu Long. Gan Baobao also wanted to see her mother's skills in bed, and besides, Wu Long was her long-time bed partner. She had resisted fiercely earlier to avoid being seen by her junior sister, but now, with her junior sister's encouragement and Wu Long almost succeeding, Qin Hongmian gave up resisting and let him do as he pleased. She closed her eyes,

both shy and delighted. Wu Long understood and smiled as he removed Qin Hongmian's underwear. Seeing that Qin Hongmian was compliant, Wu Long was overjoyed. He quickly removed her loose bodice, leaving her lying prone, revealing her fair, delicate arms, as smooth as a newly emerged lotus root. Her two breasts, like hills, were beautiful, firm, and large. They resembled inverted jade cups, two points like a red maple leaf on an autumn mountaintop, captivating the heart. Qin Hongmian's delicate navel nestled into her flat stomach, like a tiny jade pendant.

Qin Hongmian instinctively wrapped her arms around her chest, trying to conceal her body. However, her full, high breasts couldn't be completely hidden; instead, the pressure caused her snow-white peaks to peek out from between her arms, forming an incredibly alluring shape. Wu Long lowered his head and gently took her small earlobe into his mouth. Qin Hongmian let out a soft moan, a faint blush rising to her face, her eyes and brows brimming with spring-like allure. That slightly coquettish yet slightly seductive expression directly aroused the man's most primal desire to conquer. So, Wu Long gently but firmly pried open Qin Hongmian's hands. Her small, hill-like breasts trembled and sprang out.

The areolas, noticeably enlarged at the peaks, pulsated with pink, slightly writhing flesh, as delicate and tender as budding flowers, tempting one to devour them. Qin Hongmian's arms were white and translucent, her shoulders soft and smooth, her skin full and plump, her complexion as smooth and lustrous as jade, her curves long and elegant. Most striking were her two snow-white breasts, those trembling, towering peaks far from being easily grasped like a maiden's; full, firm, and high, displaying the mature, voluptuous charm and allure of a mature woman. At the peaks, two newly peeled nipples, reddish-purple, resembled two large, round grapes, with a pinkish areola around their edges. Between her breasts lay a deep cleavage, like a valley, reminding him of the feeling of his fingers sliding along its bottom, making his heart race and his mouth water!

Wu Long stared intently at her exquisitely beautiful face. Her eyebrows were arched, her cheeks like fresh lychees, her nose like goose fat, her cherry lips slightly parted, revealing pearly teeth, her fine black hair cascading over her shoulders, her bright, watery eyes gleaming with a shy yet seemingly joyful light, radiating a pure and elegant aura. A faint light shimmered, and a captivating, jade-carved body lay sprawled on the ground. Its curves were exquisite, its contours distinct, its skin translucent, smooth, and rounded, seemingly fragile enough to break at a touch! Qin Hongmian's two rounded breasts stood firm and high.

Her abdomen was smooth and delicate, her navel nestled within the rounded walls. At the entrance to her alluring paradise, her vulva swelled high, exuding a delicate fragrance, covered by thick, dark pubic hair, shrouding the mysterious valley. The entire vulva was a serene pink, the bright red shimmering secret area peeking out from beneath the pubic hair, its entrance overlapping, smooth and round, slightly parted, like a virgin, yet possessing a charm far surpassing that of untouched maidens! Her buttocks were rounded, her legs long and slender, her arms like lotus roots, her waist as thin as a willow branch! As she breathed heavily, Qin Hongmian trembled, her breasts heaving, her legs and arms quivering, making her even more alluring and beautiful!

Wu Long slightly raised his upper body, staring at Qin Hongmian's alluring breasts—firm, round, and bouncing against her fair and delicate skin—unconsciously erect, swaying slightly with the pressure of his chest. Wu Long lowered his face, burying his entire head in the deep cleavage, the strong scent of milk filling his nostrils. His lips caressed the smooth skin, kissing her soft, firm breasts, meticulously licking every inch of her full breasts as if searching for treasure. Yet, he deliberately missed the small area of the red grape-like nipples and the bright red areolas around them, merely circling them. Suddenly, he opened his mouth, taking Qin Hongmian's right breast into his mouth, his teeth lightly and heavily nibbling at the plump nipple, while his hand squeezed and pinched the cherry-like nipple on the other side. Wu Long's other hand was not idle either, sliding down her exquisitely defined, snow-white waist, finding its way to her secret passage.

Wu Long greedily fondled and sucked on her breasts. Qin Hongmian's beautiful eyes were half-open, her moist lips pouting seductively, as if telling of her deepest thirst and longing. Qin Hongmian tried to struggle, but Wu Long laughed,

"Hongmian, what are you being coy about? Today I'm going to take you two sisters."

Qin Hongmian looked down, her cheeks instantly burning like fire. Her long, black hair was disheveled and draped over her chest, obscuring her two full breasts. The rosy nipples were faintly visible among the strands of hair, adding to their alluring temptation. Those luscious breasts, already swollen from the saliva, were erect and hard, like two pearly grapes, irresistibly beckoning a gourmet to savor and enjoy them to the fullest.

"Stop deceiving yourself, you'll soon know what true happiness is!" Wu

Long said, grasping Qin Hongmian's small, delicate feet and slowly parting them. However, Qin Hongmian's legs were tightly intertwined, making it difficult for Wu Long to proceed. But the more she did this, the more Wu Long desired to know the secret within. So he slipped his hand inside Qin Hongmian's thighs, stroking and rubbing them, patiently waiting for her to succumb to his teasing. After a moment, a fine layer of fragrant sweat appeared on Qin Hongmian's pretty face, her breathing became clearly audible, and her tightly closed legs gradually loosened, though still hindering Wu Long's fingers from going any further.

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sees Qin Hongmian panting heavily under her teasing, occasionally sticking out her small, fragrant tongue to lick her slightly parted cherry lips, as if she were extremely thirsty. Her flushed skin is covered with fine beads of sweat, making it appear even more translucent like jade. Her slender waist sways gracefully like a snake, responding to her caresses. Her long, shapely legs open and close slowly, seemingly still enjoying the pleasure of desire.

This breathtaking sight reignited Wu Long's lust, and his manhood stood erect once more. He opened his mouth and began to kiss and suck on Qin Hongmian's slightly parted cherry lips passionately. Their tongues intertwined tightly, and he felt the soft, tender touch. A fragrance like orchids and musk wafted into his nostrils, further stimulating Wu Long's desire. He unconsciously increased the pressure on Qin Hongmian's breasts with his left hand, kneading them hard. Meanwhile, his right middle finger slowly penetrated Qin Hongmian's peach blossom cave. Qin Hongmian felt Wu Long's finger piercing through her lower abdomen, and the tingling, itchy, sour, and numb pleasure was indescribably comfortable.

For a moment, she couldn't bear to give it up. A tingling, full feeling instantly filled the emptiness in Qin Hongmian's heart. All morality and reason had quietly disappeared, leaving only the body's pursuit of desire. Qin Hongmian couldn't help but let out a soft, sweet moan from her nose, as if expressing endless satisfaction.

While passionately kissing Qin Hongmian's cherry-like mouth and fragrant tongue, he kneaded her firm and tender breasts. His right middle finger was tightly wrapped by the warm, moist, and tight flesh inside her secret cave, an indescribable pleasurable sensation that excited Wu Long even more. His finger, buried deep inside, began to slowly thrust and probe, feeling as if the tender flesh of her secret cave were like layers of doors, wrapping around his penetrating finger with each thrust. It was indescribably comfortable, and his thrusting movements quickened, causing Qin Hongmian to moan and cry out wildly, her pink buttocks and jade thighs swaying up and down in response. Wu Long's thrust... left Qin Hongmian's cherry lips, kissing his way down her snow-white neck. What came into view was her firm, towering breasts. The pale pink buds that were previously barely visible were now engorged and erect. Wu Long couldn't help but open his mouth wide and take Qin Hongmian's left breast into his mouth, sucking like a baby nursing. Sometimes he would stick out his tongue and quickly lick the pink bud, sometimes he would gently bite the small nipple with his teeth. His left hand would also be constantly kneading the right bud. The tingling pleasure from the buds on her chest made Qin Hongmian moan and groan.

Suppressing his burning desire, Wu Long slowly kissed his way down Qin Hongmian's flat stomach. Instead of immediately attacking her most intimate area, he used his rough tongue to gently lick the inside of her round, straight thighs, causing Qin Hongmian to tremble all over. Her moans grew increasingly intense, her tender flesh sucking at Wu Long's invading fingers with an indescribable pleasure. Even as Wu Long slowly withdrew his fingers, Qin Hongmian eagerly raised her buttocks, as if reluctant to let him go. It seemed Qin Hongmian had completely fallen into the abyss of lust… Qin Hongmian's full, smooth body writhed like a twisted candy, clinging tightly to Wu Long's body. Now, Qin Hongmian's mind was filled only with desire; her long-suppressed allure… was unleashed beyond control. Her breasts were being kneaded until they felt like they were about to burst, her intimate area was being tormented, and she experienced a mixture of sour, sweet, numb, and painful sensations. Her eyes darted about like silk, she cried out in pleasure, and her breath came in rapid gasps.

While kissing Qin Hongmian's long, slender, and exquisitely beautiful legs, Qin Hongmian's legs kept kicking and flailing. After a lot of effort, Wu Long lifted Qin Hongmian's legs up to her chest and pressed them back down. In this way, Qin Hongmian's entire peach blossom cave and anus were exposed to Wu Long's eyes. Qin Hongmian's whole body was burning with desire, and her face was flushed.

Wu Long was already dizzy with the beautiful sight before him. He lifted Qin Hongmian's entire buttocks and carefully examined Qin Hongmian's body, which he had violated many times. He saw that the peach blossom cave was open, revealing the light pink flesh and the delicate pink nipple. With Qin Hongmian's twisting, the tender flesh of her little honey pot opened and closed slowly, as if expecting something. A stream of clear spring flowed out, flowing down her buttocks and back, stimulating Wu Long so much that he trembled all over and even drooled involuntarily.

Wu Long stretched out his hands, roaming over Qin Hongmian's round, perky buttocks and firm, tender thighs. His eyes were fixed on Qin Hongmian's slowly swaying, snow-white buttocks. Under Wu Long's constant teasing, waves of tingling pleasure surged through Qin Hongmian's mind. Coupled with the attack on her anus, a feeling of shame mixed with pleasure arose. Qin Hongmian felt an unbearable itch all over her body, as if insects were crawling on her. She unconsciously tried to twist her body again, but Wu Long's hands were tightly gripping Qin Hongmian's waist and hips, and Qin Hongmian could not move an inch. A hot, stuffy, unbearable feeling made it difficult for Qin Hongmian to even breathe. Her soft moans gradually became wild. Wu Long's penis entered her body, mixed with soul-stirring and bone-melting moans, which excited Wu Long even more. Qin Hongmian felt a cool and comfortable sensation slowly flowing through her body, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her tone full of infinite satisfaction and coquettishness.

Wu Long slowly lay down on Qin Hongmian, kissing her slightly parted cherry lips again. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, passionately entwining herself with him. Her trembling breasts rubbed against his strong chest, her slender waist swaying rapidly from side to side, her vulva rising and falling with thirsty desire. Her snow-white legs opened to their limit, clamping tightly around Wu Long. Her pink, full buttocks swayed and spun rapidly, perfectly matching Wu Long's fierce onslaught. Wu Long's hands lightly... Gently pushing and kneading, his thumb and forefinger kneaded the budding peaks, Qin Hongmian, still immersed in the afterglow of the iron tide, felt her skin become unusually sensitive. Under Wu Long Tieming's teasing, another wave of tingling pleasure rose within her. She involuntarily opened her cherry lips, tightly entwining them with Wu Long's invading tongue. Her hands clung tightly to Wu Long's back, gently caressing him.

The sky was azure, exceptionally beautiful, with wisps of white clouds drifting by like angels overlooking the vast land below. Beneath the blue sky stretched a continuous range of towering mountains, their unique dark blue-green making them appear like robust giants standing proudly between heaven and earth, exuding a rugged and heroic aura, full of masculine energy.

A valley, a stream, added a touch of gentleness to the mountains, and the mountain walls on both sides of the valley were covered with dense clusters of red and yellow thorn berries. The hillsides on both sides were covered with tender green grass, interspersed with some unknown, colorful wildflowers, full of vibrant life, making one want to lie down on it and feel its gentle coolness and be completely intoxicated. In the middle of the riverbed, strewn with rocks, a small stream sang merrily and rushed out of the valley, ignoring the jagged rocks that tried to stop it. Flowing, flowing, leaping and bounding all the way out of the valley.

Wu Long stood by the stream, in a stance, in the most intensely sunny spot in the valley. Wu Long's bronze skin gleamed metallically in the sunlight, and the sun around him seemed particularly fierce, the heat radiating from it making the air seem bubbly. He had been standing in this stance for three days. Three days ago, Wu Long found a secret manual on the body of a bandit he had killed. He hadn't paid much attention to it at the time, assuming the bandit, with his weak martial arts, possessed only third-rate skills. However, he unexpectedly obtained a powerful martial art—the secret technique of the Iron Family of Jiangxi, renowned for its external, physical training.

The Iron Family's martial arts followed an external, physical training path. Tie Hongming, the most accomplished member of the Iron Family, once dominated the martial arts world with his mastery of the Golden Bell Shield, becoming one of the Ten Iron Hands.

The Iron Family's martial arts were divided into three types, from lowest to highest:

Invulnerable Iron Shirt;

Copper Wall and Iron Wall Golden Bell Shield; and

Unbreakable Heavenly Gang Fiend.

Among the three, the Heavenly Gang Fiend was created by Tie Hongming, the family ancestor, in his later years. He claimed that at its peak, it could destroy mountains and break peaks, being indestructible and invincible—a peerless and incredibly powerful skill. This martial art is based on Iron Shirt and Golden Bell Shield, cultivated progressively from the outside in. At its highest level, it not only cultivates both internal and external strength but also integrates offense and defense, achieving perfect harmony and control—a top-tier martial art in the world.

However, the old man Tie Hongming died shortly after creating this martial art, and since its inception, no one in the Tie family has successfully mastered it. Therefore, whether the Heavenly Gang Fiend truly is a top-tier martial art, or as powerful as he claimed, remains unknown. The three martial arts of the Tie family progress step by step: Iron Shirt cultivates steel bones and bronze skin, Golden Bell Shield cultivates powerful protective true energy, and Heavenly Gang Fiend cultivates an indestructible, all-encompassing, and all-encompassing Gang Fiend energy.

Tie Hongming's Heavenly Gang Fiend manual states that although the Heavenly Gang Fiend is incredibly powerful, one must have mastered Iron Shirt and Golden Bell Shield to a high level as a foundation to cultivate it; otherwise, reckless practice will inevitably lead to qi deviation and demonic possession. This commentary is by no means an exaggeration. Among the Tie family's ancestors throughout history, there were many who were eager for quick success and attempted to achieve instant enlightenment. As a result, of the thirty-two who presumptuously practiced the Heavenly Gang Fiend technique prematurely, only two survived after suffering a qi deviation, but both ended up with their martial arts completely destroyed and their meridians ruined. From then on, the Tie family ancestors left a strict rule: No descendant of the Tie family may attempt to practice the Heavenly Gang Fiend without first mastering the Iron Shirt and Golden Bell Shield techniques; violators will be stripped of their martial arts and expelled from the family.

Years ago, Tie Hongming, while traveling the martial world, fortuitously obtained a rare and precious Vajra Fruit, which allowed him to greatly improve his martial arts and become as strong as Vajra, enabling him to reach the highest level of Iron Shirt and Golden Bell Shield at the age of forty. However, after him, no one in the Tie family could reach his level. Therefore, the Tie family's most superior Heavenly Gang Fiend technique became a martial art that no one could ever practice, and the Heavenly Gang Fiend manual left behind by Tie Hongming could only be kept hidden away in the Iron Pavilion.

One of the bandits was a disciple of the Tie family. He stole the Heavenly Gang Manual and practiced it for several years without making any progress. Later, he joined the bandit gang, only to encounter the ruthless Wu Long. He met a terrible end and even gave the manual to Wu Long. After studying the Heavenly Gang Manual for a day, Wu Long discovered the reason why the Tie family's ancestors had failed to cultivate the Heavenly Gang Manual.

After repeated research, he finally concluded that the reason why cultivating the Heavenly Gang Fiend technique required mastering both Iron Shirt and Golden Bell Shield was because to cultivate the Heavenly Gang Fiend technique, one needed a near-

indestructible body to withstand the impact of the Heavenly Gang Fiend energy without the body shattering or the meridians being destroyed. The Heavenly Gang Fiend energy possessed immense destructive power, easily annihilating the cultivator both body and soul.

The Heavenly Gang Fiend technique, created by Tie Hongming, was essentially an innate martial art. When Tie Hongming created this martial art, he had already mastered Iron Shirt and Golden Bell Shield to their peak, and he himself had entered the innate realm. The reason the Heavenly Gang Fiend energy cultivated in this technique possessed such immense destructive power, easily annihilating the cultivator both body and soul, was precisely because the first step in cultivating this technique was to trigger a massive innate primordial energy infusion into the body, allowing the cultivator to reshape their form, undergo a complete transformation, and forcibly convert their acquired constitution into an innate one. This process is extremely dangerous. A slight misstep, even with an indestructible body, could cause the practitioner to instantly collapse and explode, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

If the practitioner has reached the Innate Realm, the danger of cultivating this skill is relatively less. After all, those who have entered the Innate Realm have experience in drawing upon innate energy, and

their profound skill is sufficient to withstand the dangers of the cultivation process. However, the problem is that the Tie family has always been known for its external martial arts, and internal energy cultivation has always been their weakness. Reaching the Innate Realm through external martial arts is virtually impossible without a once-in-a-lifetime extraordinary encounter. Therefore, in hundreds of years, only Tie Hongming, the creator of this martial art, has reached the Innate Realm. He is also the only person in the Tie family in hundreds of years to have cultivated Iron Shirt and Golden Bell Shield to their ultimate level.

Although Wu Long didn't know what the Heavenly Gang Force mentioned in the manual was. However, Wu Long realized that cultivating the Heavenly Gang Fiend required solving two problems: first, the amount of solar true fire flowing into the body during the Heavenly Gang Force infusion process; and second, preventing the body from shattering due to the difference in internal and external pressure. After several days of thought, Wu Long devised a solution: he could use his own power as a substitute. His mutated Northern Darkness Divine Art could absorb solar true fire, so using it as a substitute, even if less powerful, would be much safer. Wu Long had cultivated hard qigong for many years, and with the gene-enhancing drugs, his cells were filled with true qi. Even the Iron Shirt and Golden Bell Shield, when cultivated to their limits, were no more powerful than this.

Gradually, he felt the vast and boundless energy of the sun surging into his body through all his meridians and acupoints, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea and thousands of streams pouring into a river. The solar true fire within his body increased, constantly impacting his meridians, rushing towards various tissues and organs, and reaching even the skin cells on his skin. Tie Hanyu felt as if his body was about to be blasted apart by the immense solar fire. He simultaneously transformed his body using the Northern Darkness Body Technique and, following the cultivation methods of the Heavenly Gang Fiend, continuously tempered every muscle and bone to prevent his body from being destroyed by the immense solar fire. His meridians expanded infinitely, ultimately being destroyed and torn apart by the enormous energy, then reshaped. His internal organs were crushed and then regenerated. His muscles, bones, skin, and even cells seemed to be burning and incinerated in a raging fire, then reshaped by the solar fire flowing into his body.

Life and death, death and life, endless suffering finally passed. After three days of cultivation, Wu Long finally completed the first step of the Heavenly Gang Sha cultivation: Heavenly Yuan Infusion to Reshape His True Body. His original acquired physique was completely transformed into an innate true body by the pure solar true fire, and he cultivated to the first level of the Heavenly Gang realm. The Heavenly Gang realm only has two levels in total, and each level takes at least twenty years to cultivate. He was able to cultivate at such a fast speed because Wu Long possessed the Northern Darkness Divine Art, which could transform the external true energy, and he himself had reached

the innate realm. His physical strength far exceeded that of ordinary people, which allowed him to move at such a speed. Wu Long felt that he could control every muscle in his body with ease. With his will, his strength was at his command, and every muscle in his body could contract and relax at will.

He had never had such accurate and complete control over his body before. Moreover, all his senses were much clearer and more sensitive. His eyesight was clearer and farther. His hearing had also improved a lot, and even his sense of smell was much stronger than before. Although his true energy was still locked within his body by his peculiar constitution, everything was different. Slowly opening his eyes, everything before him instantly changed. While the scenery remained the same, many subtle details had undergone tremendous alterations…

The light seemed much softer, and the trees, flowers, and traces of rocks and soil became much clearer. Wu Long immersed himself in this state, constantly focusing his attention… After a while, a strange surge suddenly welled up within him.

His bones, muscles, blood, skin, and even hair seemed to come alive. Wu Long had never felt himself so clearly and profoundly, felt his own existence!

Everything around him seemed to have become one with him; a gentle breeze blew by, and Wu Long could even feel the trajectory of the wind. Wu Long slowly raised his hands, and suddenly realized that at this moment, besides the power contained within his muscles, several other forces were also circulating with his movements… A

subtle and warm power flowed through his entire body—the power contained within his blood…

A hard and resilient power shot straight through his limbs and bones—the power of his bones…

Sensitive and delicate micro-movements spread throughout his body—the subtle force of his skin…

And above all these forces, there was a perceptive power that controlled everything, constantly surging, gathering and concentrating all the power, and controlling it to perfectly integrate with Wu Long's body…

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He didn't know how much time had passed when Wu Long moved. His figure moved like the wind, unleashing lightning speed and thunderous power in his punches and kicks. The swift, powerful, and clean movements exploded with bursts of air. With each punch and kick, dust and pebbles on the ground were swept away, creating a whirlwind that blinded everyone. Luo Shen's figure was gradually obscured by the dust and pebbles, leaving only a blurry white silhouette. He leaped and bounded, agile as a dragon soaring through the sky, fierce as a tiger descending a mountain. His movements were fluid, expansive, unpredictable, and incredibly sharp, showcasing a power and beauty that transcended human limits, a breathtaking and awe-inspiring spectacle. It took

Wu Long a long time to stop, feeling the surging power within him. How powerful are human muscles? In the 21st century, scientists obtained definitive figures: each muscle fiber can generate approximately 0.3 micronewtons of force, and each square centimeter of muscle can generate approximately 100 newtons (about 10 kilograms) of force. However, the forearm bones would shatter under pressure of around 5000 kilograms. Even assuming the arm muscles provide half the power, with the remainder coming from the legs, hips, and shoulders, you still need to engage the triceps and all the muscles within a 55-centimeter radius to achieve that level of strength.

Wu Long's physical strength far surpasses that of ordinary people. Although he wasn't yet fully proficient, he clearly understood that this was the foundation of his ability to control his strength freely. Wu Long concentrated even more intently, desperately trying to feel this control, experiencing its existence with his entire being…

Finally, Wu Long felt as if a floodgate had suddenly opened in his brain, a torrent rushing down and instantly filling every inch of his skin and every corner. Under the control of this torrent, the power throughout Wu Long's body seemed to be drawn together, no longer flowing independently, but slowly attaching itself to this control, gradually spiraling and surging into a torrent.

Wu Long felt that this torrent could extend to any place at his will, even outside his body. He didn't know why this was happening, but he had a feeling that this power could move freely according to his will. Finally, Wu Long's hands, which had been raised for a long time, suddenly fell and slammed hard onto a blue stone in front of him!

Whoosh! A deafening roar of intense air compression rang out, and a tangible yet intangible fluctuation suddenly appeared before Wu Long. This fluctuation surged through Wu Long's hands into the bluestone, then vanished in the blink of an eye. Wu Long's heart filled with joy, and he exclaimed,

"I never imagined that this 'Heavenly Gang Fiend' would be so miraculous! It's definitely no less powerful than the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art, allowing my physical strength to increase to a higher level in such a short time. Moreover, it can even transform fierce, obvious force into hidden force. In this way, it can definitely break through the protective true qi of a top-tier master."

Wu Long straightened up, took a deep breath, then turned and walked away. Whoosh! As Wu Long took his third step, the two blue stones simultaneously shattered into hundreds of pebbles of varying sizes, scattering across the ground...

In front of the courtyard of Wanjie Valley, Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing were practicing the Lingbo Weibu (Light Steps on Water) taught to them by Wu Long. The two women's figures shifted continuously, graceful and unbroken, truly elegant and unrestrained, possessing the refined and dashing air of the Jin Dynasty's noblemen. Their forms were like a startled swan, graceful as a swimming dragon, radiant as autumn chrysanthemums, and flourishing as spring pines. They seemed like light clouds veiling the moon, drifting like swirling snow in a flowing wind. From afar, they shone like the rising sun at dawn; up close, they glowed like lotuses emerging from clear water. Their figures were perfectly proportioned, slender and robust, their shoulders like those of a sculpted figure, their waists slender and graceful. Their necks were long and elegant, their skin fair and radiant, needing no adornment or makeup. It must be said that the martial arts of the Free and Unfettered Sect are indeed very elegant and profound. Both the fierce-willed Mu Wanqing and the lively and innocent Zhong Ling like them very much and practice them frequently. The most amazing thing about this set of steps is that it can cultivate internal energy at the same time as training, which is truly extraordinary.

When they saw Wu Long enter, both girls were delighted. Zhong Ling skipped and jumped into Wu Long's arms, saying,

"Brother Wu, you've finally finished your training! I was so worried!"

Mu Wanqing suddenly grabbed her by the back of her collar, lifted her up, and pushed her aside, coldly saying, "Don't do that!" Zhong Ling was startled, but she was happy inside and didn't take it to heart, saying,

"Sister Mu was also worried about you."

Wu Long smiled slightly. Mu Wanqing's jealousy was still so strong, but she didn't seem to be truly jealous, which Wu Long liked very much. He reached out and hugged both girls tightly, kissing them both with his kisses.

"Alright, I'm sorry to have worried you. Hmm, where are Bao Bao and Hong Mian?"

Zhong Ling had vaguely learned about the ambiguous relationship between Wu Long and her mother and senior uncle during this time, and she felt a little sad. However, under Wu Long's persuasion, and because she was simple-minded and didn't have many worldly views, she accepted it. However, Wu Long didn't want to upset her too much, so he never showed any affection to Bao Bao and Hong Mian in front of her. He only teased Wan Qing and her, making the two girls blush every time. The two girls were a little shy after he kissed them, but they were a little unhappy when they heard his words. Zhong Ling said coquettishly,

"Hmph, Brother Wu only knows that Mom and Senior Uncle are up to something. He must be up to something naughty to go to them as soon as he finishes his cultivation."

Her pretty face turned red when she mentioned naughty things. Mu Wan Qing also thought of the naughty things Wu Long had done to her, and her body went weak. She looked at him with watery eyes. Wu Long gently pinched her plump buttocks and then smiled and said,

"I have something to discuss with them. Actually, I have successfully cultivated my martial arts. Tomorrow or the day after, I need to leave the valley for a while. I have some important things to take care of."

Zhong Ling was surprised and said:

"Brother Wu, are you leaving? Why?"

Mu Wanqing asked anxiously.

"Wu Lang, why are you leaving? Are you tired of living here? Let's go together then."

Wu Long shook his head and said,

"Actually, I feel that my martial arts have reached their limit. To break through this limit, I need to fight, and I need more profound martial arts experience and knowledge. That's why I need to go out and explore. Don't worry, I'll be back in five months at most. When that time comes, I will establish a sect! You will all be the sect leader's wives!"

Establish a sect! The two women were attracted by Wu Long's words. This was a different concept from establishing a gang. Without unique and extraordinary martial arts skills and profound martial arts knowledge... Anyone who can establish a sect, no matter how small, must be a person of extraordinary talent. The martial arts they leave behind are all unique. Women generally like strong and ambitious men, and the two women are no exception. Although they haven't known each other for very long, Wu Long is either domineering or gentle towards the women. People living in the 21st century know extremely well how to cherish women. It's not just about being brave in bed. The two women know that their martial arts skills are indeed of no help to Wu Long, and they also know that they cannot tie Wu Long down in the gentle embrace of women. He is like his name, he is a dragon, a dragon among men, and the sky is where he soars. All they can do is to one day transform into a phoenix and accompany him.

Neither woman spoke. Seeing the somewhat awkward atmosphere, Wu Long chuckled,

"Alright, stop it. By the way, is my violin finished? Aren't you curious about how to use it?"

Zhong Ling's eyes lit up.

"It's finished. I'll have Chunli bring it to you."

Back in 21st-century America, to release the psychological stress from killing and extreme training, Wu Long had specifically practiced hypnosis and learned some music, especially the violin. While not a master, he was certainly a skilled musician. With his talent and strong physique, he was incredibly successful at picking up girls in American bars, even attracting several big stars. After arriving here, on a whim, he decided to make one himself.

The violin is a percussion orchestral instrument. It is widely played around the world and is the most important instrument in the string section of a modern orchestra. It occupies a very important position in instrumental music, is a pillar of the modern symphony orchestra, and is also a highly technical solo instrument. The modern violin has a history of over 300 years, and its construction is an extremely refined craft. Its sound is similar to the human voice, suitable for expressing gentle, passionate, light, brilliant, and even the most dramatic and intense emotions. For centuries, renowned composers from around the world have written numerous classic violin works, and violinists have developed exquisite performance techniques on this instrument. The violin can be played in ensembles or as a solo instrument. It is a four-stringed bowed instrument, a major and high-pitched member of the violin family.

While seemingly simple, the violin is actually quite complex; though small, it has all the essential parts. It consists of over 70 parts, including the headstock, body, neck, tuning pegs, strings, bridge, chin rest, and bow. Zhang Hao is extremely familiar with the violin, but actually building one is still quite a challenge. Many of the materials for these parts are simply unavailable in this era; it seems he will need to find substitutes.

The soundboard, carved and polished from spruce, was already finished. The back and sides were made of maple, and the headstock and neck were made from a single piece of maple. Maple wasn't hard to find, and Zhang Hao was currently working on this part. Although Mu Wanqing didn't understand, she was skillful, and with Zhang Hao's guidance,

she did some of the finer tasks much better than him. With the two main components nearing completion, Zhang Hao was now facing a problem: the ebony for the fingerboard and the steel wire for the strings were hard to find, so he used gut instead. He then enlisted the help of a skilled maid from the valley

. The violin had been largely completed while Wu Long was cultivating, and it was now finished. A moment later, a pretty young girl carrying the violin approached, glanced shyly at Wu Long's naked body, placed the violin in his hands, and then fled as if her life depended on it.

Wu Long couldn't help but chuckle. What a shy little girl! He hadn't considered that this was the Song Dynasty, where strict social norms were deeply ingrained. If the two women hadn't already considered themselves his wives, they wouldn't be able to stay with him so calmly. Wu Long checked the violin and found the tone to be exceptionally good. He couldn't help but praise it, then gently stepped aside from the two women, placed the violin with proper posture, and began to play. Immediately, beautiful music filled the air, and Wu Long sang in his deep yet magnetic voice: "

The blue ocean, my longing for you

is like waves, one after another.

I hear your gentle laughter on the phone.

Butterflies fly past my window,

can you hear me, baby?"

You are my everything

, I won't let you wait, I won't let you grieve, I will be right here waiting

for you.

Wherever I am, as long as you exist, I will be right here

waiting for you .

Your smiling face floats in my mind

, but you are not by my side.

Helplessly crying, silently calling out. A shooting

star streaks across the sky. My love for

you, can you see it, baby?

My everything is you .

Wherever you go, whatever you do, I will be right here waiting for you. Whatever it takes or how my heart breaks, I will be right here waiting for you. As long as you are in my arms, this moment, may our vows last forever , let them continue... Wherever you go , whatever you do, can you see it, baby? My everything is you. Wherever you go, whatever you do, I will be right here waiting for you. Wherever I am, as long as you exist, I will be right here waiting for you. Waiting for you ~~~~~ I turn everything I want to say to you into lyrics to cover up—my ignorance. The music comes from afar, leisurely, and when I hear it, my body and mind are filled with joy. A song by Richard Marx, "Right Here Waiting". This classic old song was a global sensation back then, and Wu Long sang it remarkably well. How could the two girls resist such a captivating voice? Although they couldn't understand the language, they deeply grasped the poignant emotions within. When Wu Long sang the last verse, they were moved to tears, realizing it was a love song. Both girls were stunned for a long time, thinking, "He must have had a painful past; how could he sing such a moving tune?" Zhong Ling took out a silk handkerchief and gently wiped away her tears, saying, "Brother Wu, this song is so beautiful, but we can't understand some of the language. We don't know what dialect it is." Wu Long smiled and said, "It's the language of a far-western country in our Great Song Dynasty. Although you don't understand it, music knows no borders." The two girls nodded in agreement. Wu Long gently placed the violin in their hands and said, "If you like it, I'll teach you later. You two must be tired; take a good rest. Hmm, where's the baby?" Zhong Ling asked. "Mom is taking a nap, and Uncle Qin went to buy some daily necessities." Wu Long nodded and walked towards Gan Baobao's room. Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing stared at him in admiration. This man was so strong, so mysterious, and so talented; he was someone anyone could entrust their life to. Entering Gan Baobao's room, he found her napping on a bamboo bed. Although she was around forty, her martial arts training made her look like she was in her thirties. She was skilled at maintaining her appearance, possessing a stunningly beautiful face, snow-white and smooth skin, a full and mature body, and the allure of a woman past her prime. She was truly captivating and charming. Especially striking were her large, watery eyes, slightly upturned, thin-topped, thick-bottomed red lips, and large, rounded buttocks. Her high, full breasts seemed ready to burst through her clothes at any moment; any man who saw them would feel an irresistible urge to pinch them. Especially now, having removed her white top, leaving only a pinkish-white low-cut undergarment, her high, full breasts seemed ready to burst forth. Through the undergarment, her large, voluptuous breasts were bulging, with most of each side protruding beyond the edge. Her smaller breasts stretched the undergarment, creating two bean-like protrusions. At the low neckline, her full, rounded breasts formed a tight cleavage. Wu Long stared greedily at Gan Baobao's voluptuous breasts, his heart pounding. Gan Baobao lay on her side on the soft, comfortable bed , her hands crossed over the headboard as a pillow. Wu Long didn't call out to her, gently massaging her shoulders and back. Gan Baobao slept with her head turned to the side, her already ample breasts exposed, revealing a large portion of them. Wu Long could clearly see how snow-white, delicate, and tender her breasts were, rising and falling with her breath. Gan Baobao was fast asleep, her beautiful body exuding a fragrant aroma of perfume and flesh. Wu Long boldly brought his nose close to Gan Baobao's breasts, inhaling their fragrant scent before sliding his hand down to gently caress her round, full breasts through her undergarment. Even through the garment, Wu Long could feel Gan Baobao's delicate breasts harden and stand erect from his caresses. Looking at Gan Baobao's slightly parted lips, her breath sweet as orchids, made even more alluring by the bright red lipstick, he imagined the sheer pleasure of embracing her and kissing her. Lost in his fantasies, Wu Long gazed at Gan Baobao's high, plump buttocks and beautiful legs beneath her short skirt, and couldn't help but move his hand down to caress her buttocks. Gan Baobao's full, plump buttocks felt like water-filled balloons, elastic and incredibly comfortable to touch. Wu Long, emboldened by his newfound power, couldn't resist any longer. He slipped his hand inside her short skirt, caressing her plump buttocks through her silk panties. He then moved his hand forward, gently stroking her full, rounded vulva. The warmth of her vulva, transmitted through his hand and through her panties, sent waves of pleasure through him. His erection swelled, pushing his pants so high it seemed about to burst out. Wu Long tentatively called out, "Baby..." Receiving no response, he boldly straddled Gan Baobao's buttocks, pretending to massage her shoulders while his erect penis rubbed slowly against her round, plump buttocks, a sensation that felt incredibly pleasurable. This gave Wu Long a thrilling feeling of illicit intimacy. In fact, Gan Baobao was awakened from her nap by Wu Long's indecent assault. She was fully aware of Wu Long's lewd caresses of her full breasts and protruding vulva, but she remained calm, closed her eyes, and pretended to sleep, enjoying the pleasure of being caressed. She did not stop Wu Long's lewd behavior, letting him do as he pleased. Lonely and empty, she silently enjoyed the sweet feeling of being caressed by Wu Long, especially her little peach blossom, which had not been aroused for several days. When Wu Long's palm touched her, she felt waves of tingling pleasure all over her body. Her desire was aroused by Wu Long's lewdness, and a strange impulse welled up in her heart, a strong need for a man's comfort surged up. She couldn't help but open her eyes and said coquettishly: "You bad boy, you're doing this to me as soon as you finish cultivating!"

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