Romantic Young Master [Complete] - 10

Chapter 21 ◆ Ascending the Steps

"Good!" I dodged and threw a punch.

I had just put down my schoolbag and thought of catching up on my morning homework, but I didn't expect Teacher Sang Yue to

throw a punch right in front of me, showing no mercy. If I hadn't been warned with "Watch out!", I would have been in serious trouble. Teacher Sang Yue, who was blocking the punch, was hit by my blow and took two steps back. He repeatedly touched his arm and frowned slightly: "What great strength! You..."

Hehe! I know, this is the result of the exercise I did during the break in PE class this morning. I didn't expect the effect to be so obvious.

So, I threw a punch with all my might at a force measuring device placed against the wall, without putting any internal energy into it.

"Bang!" The display immediately showed "95 kilograms", more than double my usual weight.

I instantly channeled my energy into my fist and threw another punch with all my might.

"Bang!" This time it showed "163 kilograms". The entire force measuring device vibrated a little, and my fist felt numb and painful. If I hadn't channeled my internal energy into my fist, my finger bones would probably have been broken.

Teacher Sang Yue was shocked, looking incredulous.

After a long while, she said, "I just agreed to be your bodyguard today, but now it seems unnecessary!"

I smiled and said, "No matter how good your martial arts are, they can't stop a bullet. I need your bullet!"

"What bullet?" Her eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"The one you hide under your pillow when you sleep..." I said mysteriously.

"How do you know? Did you set up a spyglass in your room?" Sang Yue took a step forward, exuding an aura that threatened to kill me at any moment, her murderous intent intensifying.

"No, I didn't! If I had such a thing, I believe it wouldn't be able to hide it from your eyes." I was also secretly on guard, not daring to relax.

"Hmph! Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

"Afraid! Terrified! But I guess you're more interested in me than in killing me, otherwise you would have already made your move!"

"Oh? Interest? What interest could I have in you? You're only ten years old, what attraction could you possibly have for me? Don't flatter yourself!" A mocking smile appeared on Sang Yue's lips.

"I don't know what your interests are, but my intuition tells me you have...you..."

"Say it! If you're right, I'll spare your life. Don't think you can..." Sang Yue's lips curled into an even bigger sneer, her murderous aura intensifying.

"You're connected to that female assassin from the Ximending cinema, you..." I deliberately kept her in suspense, actually observing her eyes and her inner world.

We stared at each other for a long time.

I finally said, "Your purpose in approaching me is...either to kill me, or to train me to be your successor! You're an assassin too!"

Sang Yue's eyes widened in surprise again. I knew I had guessed correctly; her admiring and astonished gaze said it all.

But then she suddenly shouted, "Don't be so happy! I can change my mind at any time. Do you believe I can kill you in an instant? Without anything, and without a sound..."

"I believe you! That's why I want to recruit you as my bodyguard!"

"Hahaha! An assassin as a bodyguard? Are you kidding me? You have the ability to recruit me?" The coldness in her eyes immediately pierced my heart.

But—

a powerful confidence, suddenly overwhelming me like never before, silenced everything in the world the moment I slightly raised my head. Not a sound was heard, not even my own breath or heartbeat. There was no fear, no joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness within me.

Only two constantly flowing currents of hot and cold energy intertwined, swirling, and merging within my body.

I lightly extended my left hand, without even looking, and among the various weapons displayed on the wall, an antique Chinese sword was drawn into my grasp by my overwhelming confidence.

To her utter astonishment, I unfolded the sword, its tip pointing downwards, and simultaneously took a small step forward with my right foot, assuming a sword stance. Aside from dreams, I had never truly used the "sword" technique from the hidden secrets of the *Male Supremacy Yang Technique*.

I still didn't look at her, but I could sense every change in her face, her breathing, and her heartbeat. I had already imbued the room with my inner energy; no movement of air, sound, or conduction could escape my perception (there was nothing like a listening device in the room, not even on this entire floor, including Xi Rongrong's belongings and room. There were only four people on this floor at the moment; Xiaoqin and Xiaoru were helping me tidy up the room).

Now my aura overwhelmed her, but her willpower was quite tenacious; she was constantly observing my swordplay, contemplating how to attack. She held a hairpin stuck in her hair in her hand, and from its sharp point, I guessed that many had died from its swift thrust.

I raised my sword diagonally, simultaneously tilting my head, seemingly to loosen my neck, actually creating an opening for her.

But she remained unmoved; I could feel the cold sweat on her palms soaking the hairpin.

What would happen if I used the "aphrodisiac" technique on her now? Heh.

"Ah!" Sang Yue suddenly shouted, finally rushing forward, her hairpin thrusting straight at my throat.

Thirty centimeters from my throat, I remained unmoved, not wanting to strike too early and give her an opening.

Fifteen centimeters from my throat, her hairpin seemed to try to move, but I caught it with my right hand, simultaneously leaning back slightly and kicking out with my right foot to block her follow-up knee strike. Only then did my left hand strike first, the blade already at her neck as she raised her arm to block.

"I lost! This is the first time I've lost so badly!" Sang Yue, a woman, had slightly red eyes, but her killing intent had vanished, her tone filled with dejection.

However, the true energy spread along the corridor had already detected someone approaching; judging from their figure, it was Xi Rongrong.

"Someone's coming!" I snatched the hairpin, tossing it aside along with the sword. Before she could even react, I twisted and spun around, pinning Sang Yue down on the carpet.

I gently kissed her red lips, not at all worried she might bite me.

So fragrant! I was already familiar with Teacher Sang Yue's scent, but this was the first time I'd smelled it so closely; it truly smelled wonderful.

"Xi Rongrong is someone my Hua family must be wary of. She's a member of the Black Dragon Society!" I whispered in her ear, then gently nibbled at her soft earlobe.

Immediately, I sensed her surprise, her words tumbling out, her pretty face flushing slightly, her lower body already damp. I never imagined she was so sensitive, so easily aroused.

While I enjoyed the beauty of her soft, firm breasts, my manhood stirred, pressing against Sang Yue's navel.

"You…" Sang Yue glared at me, her face turning even redder.

"Want to cooperate with me?"

"Hmph! That's how men are, if they want something, they just want it, why make so many excuses?" Sang Yue whispered in my ear, then bit me, much harder than I had.

It hurt, so I pushed her away, hurting her too, before she finally let go. I knew she was retaliating, retaliating for me damaging her confidence, retaliating for me touching her "treasure," because my left hand was already unruly climbing onto her breasts.

But her tone was tacitly acquiescing, so I didn't need to use any aphrodisiacs. If she hadn't lost to me, I doubt she would have given in so easily.

As Xi Rongrong crept closer, I was already sitting on Sang Yue's chest, unzipping my pants, and lightly taking out my "treasure. "

Clang! Clang! Clang!!

My "treasure," standing erect in front of Sang Yue, seemed to be nodding and smiling, laughing: another conquered one!

After school, Ms. Xue called me to her office to "help" her with something, which made my sisters wait for me in the car for about 20 minutes. So now, even though my "baby" was washed at noon, it still smelled of Ms. Xue. If it weren't for her "habit" of using her mouth as a teacher, the odor on my "baby" would be even stronger.

I put it to Sang Yue's beautiful mouth. Now I feel that she has suddenly become more beautiful and more feminine, and the cold feeling is gone.

Sang Yue considered it for a moment, and finally took it in.

At this moment, I "saw" very clearly that Xi Rongrong was peeking out from the doorway, looking through the screen, watching the lewd things we were doing.

"Mmm..." Although Sang Yue's oral skills were not good, she was still quite hardworking and into it.

I happily wiggled my buttocks, happily going in and out of Ms. Sang Yue's wonderful mouth, while rubbing and kneading her breasts with my buttocks, playing the role of this immoral and absurd rich boy to the fullest.

Soon, I could feel Xi Rongrong's breathing becoming heavier and heavier, her cunt even wetter than Sang Yue's.

Taking advantage of the situation, I ignited the fire, unleashing my "aphrodisiac" technique.

Ten seconds later, she was hotter and more unbearably itchy than the five women at noon; even touching her breasts and stimulating her cunt was useless, and the sounds grew louder and louder! Even Sang Yue could hear her.

"Who's outside? Come in quickly!" I suppressed the laughter that was rising in my throat, feeling incredibly pleased.

"Young...Young Master...it's me..." Xi Rongrong staggered in, her clothes disheveled.

"Oh! It's you! What do you want?" I acted as if nothing was wrong, as if I wasn't riding a beautiful woman, but a bench, and that what enveloped my treasure wasn't a beautiful woman's sweet words, but something else entirely.

"I...I...I'm itchy...I want..." Xi Rongrong was already impatiently taking off her clothes, her face flushed a beautiful, damn good look!

"Want? Want what?" I was a little impressed with myself for still being able to pretend at a time like this.

"Want Young Master's... big treasure..."

"What for?"

Xi Rongrong spread her labia, pointed to her bright red vulva, and gasped, "Fuck my little cunt! Quick... quick, fuck my little slutty pussy... please..." "

Oh! So you want me to fuck your cunt! Then I'll take some time out of my busy schedule to give you a good pounding! You lie down! Yes! Get into position..." I was about to say "bitch..." but I was afraid of insulting Teacher Sang Yue, who was also a woman, and making her feel disgusted, so I didn't say it. I just said, "Raise it higher! Hmm! Open it wider! Yes! Very good! I can see it very clearly..." I felt so damn good. This was a slutty undercover agent sent by the Japanese Black Dragon Society. So no matter if you're Japanese or a traitor, I won't be satisfied until I get my revenge.

I pulled my treasure out of Teacher Sang Yue's mouth. Seeing that she looked a little reluctant, I also felt a little reluctant. Well... okay then! Let the Japanese woman itch for now; let me soothe my dear teacher first.

I turned Teacher Sang Yue over, making her doggy-style, and stood behind her. I quickly lifted her skirt and pulled down her pants, revealing her beautiful, luscious little flower.

With gentle pressure, I teased and ground, gradually pushing in and out, opening the channels and smoothing the groove, causing her to gush forth.

When the blooming petals enveloped me in intense pleasure, I thrust in forcefully, all the way to the bottom, causing Teacher Sang to cry out in pain and pleasure.

Xi Rongrong, who had thought I was going to visit her in the city, was even more aroused when she saw me taking another route. She cried out repeatedly, "Young master... hurry... I... it itches... it hurts... come and fuck me..."

I, who already had a grudge against her, was enjoying the layers of pleasure and had no time to pay attention to her. I thrust in and out vigorously, while simultaneously grabbing and releasing Teacher Sang's buttocks and tender thighs, which was also a wonderful pleasure.

Xi Rongrong had no choice but to take care of herself, digging and probing her constantly flowing red hole with her fingers while swaying her hips to attract my attention. Meanwhile, her freed breasts were rubbing themselves vigorously on the carpet, as if they were vacuum cleaners or brooms.

Japanese women are so lewd! No wonder so many people go there for tourism; my tenth uncle probably went to Japan for this reason (to bring glory to the country)!

I smugly admired the spring scenery while sending Teacher Sang to ecstasy time and time again. Teacher Sang's orgasms came incredibly quickly!

Xi Rongrong went from one finger to two, three, and finally wanted to shove her whole fist in, but unfortunately, she couldn't fit; otherwise, I really wanted to see. Now she had climbed behind me, stroking and kissing my buttocks while busy with her own things.

Wow! Really? She even kissed my butt crack, where there were traces of my excrement from the way home, which I hadn't been able to clean properly because there was no washing equipment in the car. Wow! She actually licked it! Oh—good—good…so good…ah! Heh…heh…this feeling is amazing! So wonderful!

But I won't allow you to kiss my face again, especially my mouth, otherwise I won't care about alerting the enemy or exposing the whole situation, I'll still beat you up.

I tried my best to stick my butt out so that it would be easier for her to perform. Hehe! So satisfying! I'll let others try it later.

Oh…her tongue…is really…good…wonderful…so wonderful…ah…oh…

no! I was so happy that I almost ejaculated, I quickly stopped myself. That was close

! Otherwise, I would have lost face! I repositioned my energy in this space.

The two stepmothers, who were even more charming and beautiful than before, came upstairs at this time. It turned out that it was time to eat, and they came to call me.

I quickly thrust ten times, and under my encouragement, Teacher Sang Yue once again experienced extreme pleasure, reached orgasm, and collapsed on the carpet with satisfaction, panting softly.

I moved my forces, traversing north and south, directly into the disaster zone where Xi Rongrong had long been unable to endure.

With each thrust, Xi Rongrong, finally satisfied, was singing lewd songs in Japanese. Ha! Even this could force you to reveal yourself; my treasure is truly ingenious! This further proves that what I said about Sang Yue was true.

Hehe! Teacher Sang Yue's appearance is quite something; her cunt didn't close after my treasure's departure, but was still open, dripping with lustful fluids. This further fueled my desire to expand Xi Rongrong's path. I would make my treasure grow to its fullest, determined to cultivate the widest avenue, leaving both those who came after her and herself feeling utterly tasteless.

I also wanted to see if, after my treasure left, she would be as unable to close her mouth as Sang Yue.

"Xiao Long! Time to eat! You…" My stepmother appeared by the screen; they were quite surprised by my hasty…

Sang Yue jumped up in surprise, quickly dressed, and left without looking back, only leaving behind the words, "Xiao Long! I'll consider what you said..." Clearly, he had regained his senses.

Then, the person who had come to urge him became an accomplice, together sending Xi Rongrong to the peak of pleasure she desired.

However, all of this came at a price. I absorbed all her wandering true energy and secretly damaged several nerves in her body that she would never be aware of, but her speed and accuracy in drawing and firing a gun would be greatly reduced in the future. Who told her to dare harbor malicious intentions towards my Hua family?

During dinner, my uncles gently scolded me for playing video games (I secretly chuckled), saying I shouldn't have interfered with the meal and kept everyone waiting. My

twelfth aunt wasn't there; she was probably busy with something. I laughed and said I wouldn't do it again, but secretly slipped my foot between my aunt's legs, teasing and exploring every part I could reach. My two stepmothers, however, weren't so shrewd; upon hearing this, their faces flushed slightly, and having no underwear left, they could only lower their heads and eat in silence.

Then everyone chatted about trivial matters, whose birthday was coming up, what their fathers were doing in Shanghai, and what everyone else was doing...

Only Xi Rongrong hadn't come down yet; it seemed she had been sent to her room to recover her energy and strength. I had really given her a hard time.

The aunties I had ambushed were also in no mood to participate in the conversation.

Soaking in the water was truly comfortable, especially with two alluring stepmothers teasing me relentlessly.

But my mind was entirely focused on comprehending the "micro" technique. Although I understood the direction, putting it into practice was not easy, and I could even say I had no clue what to do.

What should I do? The rubbing of large breasts behind me and on my chest could not interrupt my thoughts.

It seemed that I had no choice but to explore the "Male Supremacy Yang Gong" again.

I channeled my energy, passed through the wall, and peered through the safe to examine the secret manual of "Male Supremacy Yang Gong" hidden inside.

The erotic techniques were nothing special except for the strange and unusual moves. The orthodox techniques

were the same, but I knew that if one day I could easily master any of the last three moves, I could conquer the world on my own. I had no choice

but to delve into the layers of the white tiger skin again.

I explored and studied it word by word and diagram by diagram.

Oh! Although I had entered a state of tranquility and meditation, the treasure held underwater forced me to open my mouth and express my feelings, the pleasure vibrating through my entire body's acupoints.

I had to divide my attention and deal with each thing separately to avoid going astray and falling into an abyss of no return.

How wonderful! My stepmother's skills are getting more and more amazing, letting me enjoy the ultimate bliss.

Looking through the interlayer, I noticed that the character "微" (wei, meaning "micro") was a bit special. None of the other characters had a circle drawn around it, and it seemed to be coated with a waxy, glue-like substance, making it hard and unyielding. It was difficult to "see" it without careful examination. It seemed to be specially made to keep the character "微" from deforming for a long time.

Could the character "微" hold some secret?

I magnified it as much as possible.

Good heavens! So… hahaha…

I finally understood.

It turns out that each stroke of the character "微" is composed of even smaller characters. The first stroke, "丿," is composed of ten small characters: "You're really good! We're really good!" The second stroke, "丿," is also composed of ten characters: "Very fortunate, I even admire you a little..." The complete text reads:

"You're really good! We're really fortunate! I even admire and envy you a little. You finally cracked this secret, congratulations! I guess you've been practicing 'Male Supremacy Yang Gong' for at least three years before you noticed this secret, right? Haha! You're really lucky. From practicing to finally compiling this 'Male Supremacy Yang Gong,' it took me fifty years. Okay! I won't keep you in suspense any longer, let's look at the details later!" A total of 122 characters.

Haha! If he knew I cracked the secret in less than a week, he'd be furious with Gao Xingyu.

I'm so excited! Besides feeling even more self-important, I carefully magnified these 122 characters, studying them from beginning to end, while repeatedly thrusting my lower body, wishing I could bury the treasure in the alluring cave.

The result of repeated magnification was that, because the material was white tiger skin, what I saw were magnified fibers and pores. If I hadn't finally seen that the entire character "微" (micro) had undergone special treatment, these tiny characters would have been impossible to write on thousands upon thousands of even smaller characters on the messy, pitted fibers and pores. The entire "微" character was composed of extremely fine material, as if it had been treated with nanotechnology, smooth as a mirror. The thousands upon thousands of characters were simply beyond human capability.

I guessed that all of this was the result of Gao Xingyu's mastery of his true energy, which had reached a point of complete control. The characters were written and drawn with his true energy. Moreover, it was done instantly and simultaneously; otherwise, it would have been impossible to arrange so many characters so exquisitely and harmoniously, with a calligraphic quality. One can imagine that he had reached the realm of multitasking.

Such a person is truly terrifying! No wonder he's so arrogant! In fact, his arrogance is not excessive at all.

At the same time, I also vaguely felt that achieving the "micro realm" must be closely related to multitasking.

I then carefully studied these thousands upon thousands of characters.

Gao Xingyu's annotations are incredibly detailed, like the rambling of someone who's been lonely for a long time, trying to say everything they'd wanted to say for several lifetimes.

The first 150 characters teach how to use microscopic amplification, the next 50 characters explain how to subtly manipulate lines, and the remaining characters describe his understanding of the "entering the realm of subtlety and meticulousness." The most detailed explanation is how to integrate "micro" skills into various killing moves, with the most detailed explanation being how to operate the seventeen methods of "Detailed Explanation of Meridian Circulation." It's practically about taking control of how to transform and enhance oneself—a crucial step from human to god. The effects and power of "Decomposition and Annihilation," "Flame Qi," "Ice Formation," and "Reshaping and Transformation" are also most closely and directly related to "micro" skills.

To put it another way: the positive skills of "Male Superiority Yang Skill" are the foundation, the lewd skills are the scaffolding, the fifteen killing moves are the building, the "Detailed Explanation of Meridian Circulation" is the energy and power, everything else is decoration, and only "micro" skills are the soul of this perfect structure.

I found the practice incredibly easy, as if this "Male Superiority Yang Gong" was tailor-made for me.

In no time, I could magnify over 11,000 extremely small characters to the point where I could clearly see their strokes; within each stroke, there were no smaller characters.

I practiced all fifteen methods from the "Detailed Explanation of Meridian Circulation."

Suddenly, I felt the entire world come alive.

Cells, red blood cells, white blood cells, and water molecules gradually became clearly visible—this was the power of "Male Superiority Yang Gong" without a microscope.

After countless cycles of practice, I clearly felt that my dantian, which was full at noon, was now only half full. All my acupoints, meridians, organs, cells, and nerves had been strengthened, becoming wider, larger, longer, stronger, and more resilient, as if I had undergone a complete transformation.

But I knew I hadn't, because according to Gao Xingyu's "Micro" Gong, if the body cannot withstand a 200-volt current without failure, it doesn't count as a complete transformation. So I definitely don't have it yet. It seems I still need to buy some new equipment to do some crazy testing.

But seeing that my two stepmothers were worried that something had happened to me because I hadn't responded for a long time, they were discussing whether to ask someone for help.

I quickly opened my eyes and said, "Dear Jiao and Zhi stepmothers, I'm fine, you don't need to worry about me!" As I said this, I smiled and held up my treasure to show them my strength.

The bed is still the most comfortable.

While I was having sex with Jiao, I was also admiring Zhi's charming figure and charm as she danced a striptease at my request.

Her breasts, her waist, her snowy buttocks... all of them were showing off her beauty and her wantonness to the fullest in the hot and wild music (the lewd moans and background music on the CD)! She was so charming! If she went to dance striptease, I wonder how many striptease dancers would have to change careers.

"Xiao Long... ah... gently... gently... ah... how... how... are you... so... good... oh... I..." Yu Jiao stepmother moaned softly.

I ignored her and continued on my own, relentlessly pushing forward and exploring. The thrusting against her soft flesh felt incredibly pleasurable, but Yu Jiao couldn't take it. She crawled on all fours, but couldn't escape my control.

Yu Jiao's stepmother's snowy buttocks writhed violently, further arousing my strange senses.

Sisterly affection prevailed, and Yu Zhi's stepmother rushed over to help, which of course benefited me. Whether I double-fucked or single-fucked was up to me.

Only when they both collapsed onto the bed, blissfully asleep, did I realize that this time I had put them into a sweet dream for less time than usual, and I understood that I had become stronger again.

Xiao Qin and Xiao Ru, oblivious to the danger, offered themselves up, allowing me to feast on them again.

Most amusingly, unwilling to admit defeat, they eventually offered themselves up as well, giving me a free ride.

Finally, like their stepmother, they went to their dreams to receive my darling's favor.

To avoid being affected and to fully immerse myself in the "Micro" technique of the "Male Superiority Yang Gong," I chose the rooftop.

Gao Xingyu said that "Micro Gong" is divided into ten levels: the first level is breathing through the skin instead of the mouth and nose (which I haven't fully mastered yet); the second level is being able to clearly see cells and red blood cells (which I have already accomplished); controlling two strands of the most subtle true energy to collide rapidly towards each other, reaching the third level when they collide; the fourth level is absorbing water at the height of my feet into my palm in the shortest possible time, without being noticeable to the naked eye; the fifth level is controlling true energy to write more than one hundred different characters simultaneously; the sixth level is being able to instantly decompose a bowl of water into hydrogen and oxygen atoms; and the seventh level is being able to decompose this space except for super High-energy (such as the sun, neutron stars, black holes...) positive matter (Gao Xingyu had already reached the seventh level when he practiced this "Male Supremacy Yang Gong"); according to Gao Xingyu's guess, at the eighth level, one can freely combine matter in positive space, and with the support of powerful energy, it is also possible to control super-energy matter such as the sun, neutron stars, and black holes; the ninth level is probably the ability to freely break the boundary between positive and negative (other) space, and to freely control matter in negative space (this is already the initial power of a god); at the tenth level, one is essentially a god, not only able to change elements at will, but also able to manipulate time at will.

This made me both excited and terrified. God is so close, yet so far away.

If I could become a god, how wonderful that would be! Throughout history, how many people have dreamed and pursued this, and now I know a path to the temple. Perhaps this path is rugged and difficult, and may even cost me my life, but I am willing to try.

I held my breath and circulated my energy, slowed my blood flow, slowed my heartbeat, and allowed air to freely enter and exit through the pores of my skin.

My senses stretched freely, leaving the mountain village, passing the villa, climbing the verdant hills, and wandering through the forests.

Every insect, bird, blade of grass, and tree, except for lacking color and taste, was within my perception. Meanwhile, the hardworking men and women were entwined in tender affection, including my uncles and aunts, some enjoying the effects of drugs, others indulging in verbal pleasure.

Several women were quite attractive; some were mistresses, some were young ladies, and others were guests.

I knew easily where their safes were and what was inside.

Only water was the most difficult substance to probe, the most difficult to penetrate, and the most ambiguous.

A thought struck me, and I leaped from the rooftop into the pool, resuming my underwater training.

In the water, I practiced off-center movements impossible outside, tilting, inverting, and floating at will. I wondered when I could do this outside the water.

In the underwater world, the transmission of true energy was slowest and most affected.

After an unknown period of time, I gradually understood the properties of water and figured out how to deal with it, or rather, how to cater to its preferences. I became one with the water, and my senses could easily spread through the water or even penetrate it, allowing me to perceive the interior and exterior of the manor again.

As for air, I could draw it from the water. I believed that as long as there was air in the water, I could stay afloat, which might have been a complete form of surface breathing. So I decided to move on to the third level:

controlling the collision of two strands of true energy.

I initially thought it wouldn't be difficult, but the more I tried, the more discouraged I became. The collision of large strands of true energy was naturally easy, but the smaller and faster they were, the more difficult it became. I could only manage a collision of strands of true energy the thickness of a pencil; I couldn't manage anything smaller.

After trying for a while, I finally gave up and tried the fourth level: a disguised manipulation of water.

Wow! It was really interesting! The water, like true energy, was manipulated by me at will, coming and going, changing in countless ways and wonderfully undetectable to outsiders.

The more I played, the more fun I found it, and the more I loved playing it.

This is similar to controlling the flow of internal energy, but the difference in enjoyment is vast. Perhaps it's because the space is larger, and the effects are more "visual," like rippling water, layer upon layer of ripples, waves rising even without wind, a vast army, (small) overwhelming force, underwater storms (tornadoes), and (large) spiral vortices. Most interestingly, various shapes can be formed and appear on the water's surface.

I never tire of it, and the more I play, the more addicted I become.

At first, I only made simple objects, but later I made increasingly complex ones, more and more, faster and faster, and more difficult.

In the end, I could simultaneously create five life-sized humanoid water figures: two stepmothers, Xiaoqin, Xiaoru, and Twelfth Aunt, down to the details of their hair, facial contours, fingernails, and teeth. If anyone were by the pool at that moment, they would surely think it was the water god manifesting.

At first, the five women simply stood there, posing and flaunting their allure. Later, I arranged them into various positions: some lying on their backs with legs spread, others kneeling and twisting their hips, and still others standing on one leg with their legs clasped, their genitals clearly and vividly depicted, perfectly capturing their natural shapes and features. This made me incredibly aroused, my penis erect. But I couldn't bear to abandon this wonderfully entertaining activity and seek out other female bodies for release.

So, I tried adding another person—myself.

And it worked! This meant I had gone from multitasking to multitasking!

Haha! "I" was particularly thick and strong, especially my magnificent, baseball bat-like member, which was "playing the field" everywhere.

I tried every imaginable position, and even some I'd never used before, recreating the women I'd been with before, from Lin Xiaoyu at the beginning to Teacher Sang Yue before dinner—a total of 85 women.

The scene was truly sensual, exciting, and breathtaking—even more enjoyable and satisfying than actually participating!

Moreover, my ability to distract myself is gradually increasing, and I can even manage "one man and ten women" simultaneously.

The only thing I can't seem to do is keep all the figures completely separated from the water's surface.

Having grasped the meaning of nature, I'm not discouraged. I still enthusiastically create all the "beauties" I've seen but never had any relationships with, to satisfy my cravings—celebrities from Taiwan, Hong Kong, mainland China, Korea, Japan, Europe, and America… even

strangers I've only met once but already remember…

teachers and students from school…

and super sexy women with exaggerated physiques…

(unaware that I've already developed the foundation for "transformation and face-changing").

Until my enthusiasm wanes, I turn to the water people's actions, which are no longer just about sexual acts.

So, a dozen or so water people walk, run, dance, and fight, eventually engaging in offensive and defensive battles.

I use all the moves and martial arts I know, can imagine, and have seen in my dreams. One by one, transparent water people punch and slap, kick and knee strike, and some even fight with water swords! Wow! It's so spectacular! So magical! And so amazing!

Hmm? When did I become able to make the water sprite break free of the water's surface and leap and dart about? Hehe! So exhilarating! It seems I've unknowingly improved so much while playing this game, in such a short...

no! Not short at all! The sky is already turning light, it's almost dawn. I can't believe I've been playing for so long without even realizing it.

Perhaps this is the power of interest!

The water sprite gradually returned to the pool, and I, emerging from the water, quietly enjoyed the caress of the breeze, feeling the water molecules being carried away by the air as my body heat evaporated.

Most of the Hua family members were still asleep, including Sang Yue and Xi Rongrong.

The clock on the wall was pointing to 5:35, its ticking particularly loud.

I made one last attempt, shooting two water arrows, as thin as pencil leads, five meters apart, towards each other.

With a soft "beep," water splashed and fell into the pool—I succeeded!

Excited, I became even more interested and actively practiced the more difficult ones.

Finally, when I noticed Teacher Sang Yue getting up, I was able to shoot a needle-sized water arrow, hitting a gecko clinging to the wall. However, due to insufficient strength, the gecko was unharmed and quickly escaped.

Could this mean I had acquired the basics of concealed weapons?

"Little Dragon! You…" Teacher Sang Yue, upon seeing me, couldn't speak, her expression alluring.

I smiled and asked, "What have you decided?"

"I… I want to compete again. Last night I figured out how to counter your move. If I lose again, I'll honor my bet!"

"Alright! Come on! What should we compete in?" Now I was more confident. Although I didn't know how much I had improved, I was certain I could do it.

"Unarmed combat!" Sang Yue had already taken her stance.

"Good!" I threw a punch straight at her chest. Since our physical relationship, my mindset had changed drastically.

Sang Yue was very serious; her speed and strength didn't slacken at all because of our special relationship. Instead, she attacked from the side, faster and more fiercely.

I wasn't annoyed or angry at her "heartlessness." Her all-out effort showed she respected me and dared not be negligent in the slightest. Therefore, I also respected her focused attitude.

Although her punches were fast, for some reason, they seemed much slower to me at that moment, and I could easily counterattack.

Thud! I punched her in the chest. It felt soft and uncomfortable. Luckily, I managed to deflect some of the force, otherwise Sang Yue would have been seriously injured.

Sang Yue stared blankly at her chest, looking like she couldn't believe her eyes.

After a long while, she said, "I lost again... I know you didn't use your full strength, otherwise I... Fine! From today onwards, I'll be your follower..."

I could feel that she was very upset; this blow would undoubtedly have a profound impact on her.

I comforted her, "Don't worry about it! So what if I beat you! I still need your help and care! If you can't handle it, then find a way to surpass me! Don't lose your fighting spirit and edge, otherwise I might as well not have you..."

"Hmm!" Sang Yue nodded, then turned around and said, "Alright! I won't be discouraged, you wait! I will surpass you!"

"Very good! That's more like you!" I also turned to leave, but suddenly asked, "Is your real name Sang Yue?"

"Yes!"

"Can you teach me how to shoot?"

"Shoot? Did you really pick up that gun?"

"Yes! What's her name?" "

Sang Yue!" "

Sang 'Yue'? How come your name is the same? Are you sisters?"

"It's the 'Yue' of 'moon,' she's an orphan like me, raised by our adoptive father..."

I really wanted to ask her how many people she had killed, but I held back in the end. Using a different topic, I asked, "If you stay by my side, what about your godfather...?"

"My godfather... I'll go talk to him..."

"Alright then! I hope you won't feel wronged staying by my side."

I again showed no weight, only half weight.

I couldn't help but think to myself how powerful I would be if I attacked with full force. If Sang Yue hadn't left, what would he think after seeing this? Would he still think he could surpass me?

Excited, I went downstairs early.

Aunt Twelve happily told me that Sang Yue had agreed to be the bodyguard for our Hua family's large group of school children. Little did she know that I already knew, and that I had developed a deeper relationship with Sang Yue.

What made me happiest was that Aunt Twelve had already discussed their safety with my mother. My mother agreed to handle her business affairs in the next few days and then took my sister to a secluded place arranged by Aunt Twelve.

Then, Aunt Twelve unexpectedly revealed a Browning women's pistol hidden under her skirt.

Chapter 22 ◆ Zhi Yingyong

originally suggested that Sang Yue pretend to be a maid, like Xiao Xin, to avoid suspicion. But I convinced her. The reason was that her identity (a martial arts instructor) was common knowledge in the Hua family, and the Black Dragon Society would certainly know as well. Therefore, there was no need to overcomplicate things and make people more suspicious. She could simply play the role of an ordinary bodyguard for a wealthy family. As long as she kept it a secret and didn't reveal her true skills, Sang Yue's existence would be very useful, especially since she had an assassin's gun and a pair of killing hands.

However, I hoped Sang Yue wouldn't always put on a cool, aloof demeanor, acting like a master. She needed to change her image. Sang Yue couldn't find a reason to object, so she reluctantly complied, but her extremely unnatural expression made my stomach cramp.

Sang Yue accompanied us to school.

"Boss! Boss! Wait for me... Wow! Boss, you seem to have grown taller again—" Little Fatty chased after us from behind.

"Really?" I looked down at myself; I hadn't changed much.

"Of course! You're so annoying, tell me! Has the boss grown taller? And stronger too!"

The annoying guy looked me up and down, even comparing himself to me, and said, "Yes! Boss, you really have grown taller!"

"Yeah! And it seems like...and other changes..."

The girls passed by, smiling shyly as they stole glances at me, whispering amongst themselves, but I noticed them all. They were saying I'd become more handsome, taller, and stronger.

Maybe there really were changes! They even noticed, haha! Okay! But I don't want to attract attention right now. Even though I'm the boss, it's better to keep a low profile, since they're always eyeing me. I laughed, "Alright! Stop talking nonsense, let's go to class! Fatty, is your mirror ready?"

"Look!" Fatty proudly waved the mirror in his hand at me.

The annoying guy went even further, showing off a miniature camera the size of a lighter.

Haha! First Japanese class, let's see how we deal with our new Japanese teacher, that sexy and outstanding beauty.

"Ruilong! Please read this poem..." Teacher Lu Sijia called on me for the first time, clearly showing she was paying special attention to me!

I slowly stood up and began to read the Tang poem in broken Japanese, occasionally pretending to misread it, "causing" her to come closer and correct me. Unbeknownst to me, this created an opportunity for the boys, including Xiao Pang, to use their "special equipment" to peek under her skirt.

While suppressing a laugh, I used my inner energy to probe Teacher Lu's skin.

I couldn't help but admire her; although I couldn't see her skin tone, I could clearly feel its smoothness, delicacy, and astonishing beauty.

"Bang!"

Just as I was about to cry out in alarm, the troublesome miniature camera was kicked away by the new teacher who suddenly turned around, startling Xiao Pang and the others who were peeking, causing them to drop their mirrors.

"Eh? Do you boys need to wear makeup too? If you really want to wear makeup, I'd like you to come up to the stage and perform for the girls, okay?" Although the new teacher spoke with a smile, every student present could feel her icy coldness.

At this point, the girls should have burst into laughter, but none of them chuckled. This was because: firstly, their actions had been approved and encouraged by me, and I had even personally planned and participated in them; secondly, they had truly experienced the new teacher's prowess—a seemingly unintentional but actually deliberate kick that sent the troublesome miniature camera flying, shattering it on the ground. The force and the speed with which she turned around immediately reminded one of the ultimate teacher in the movies.

They were all so frightened that they immediately sat up straight, not daring to breathe.

Her performance was indeed outstanding, making my underlings realize her authority and power.

This made me furious, and I was about to explode when I suddenly remembered I needed to keep a low profile, so I held back. However, as the leader, I still had to stand up for them, otherwise my authority would be completely ruined.

I smiled and said, "Teacher Lu! They're trying to peek at you!"

The chubby boys, even more frightened, kept giving me meaningful glances, hoping I wouldn't betray them, unaware that I had another purpose.

"Oh? Why are they peeking at the teacher?" the new teacher asked, staring at me.

"It's because you're so beautiful, isn't it? Teacher Lu, there's no one more beautiful than you in the whole school!" I praised her first.

The chubby boys, who now understood my meaning, nodded repeatedly in agreement.

"Oh? Just because I'm beautiful, they want to peek at me? Did you treat the other teachers like this before? Should I tell the other teachers and the principal?" She crossed her arms, looking victorious.

Ha! This silly girl who just came back from Japan, where do you think you are? The backgrounds of every student here are not something you can afford to offend. You think this will scare us? You're wrong! Teachers aren't respected as much in Taiwan as they are in Japan! "Haven't you heard about the frequent incidents of students extorting and threatening teachers in Taiwan?"

I said seriously, "Yes! Teacher's suggestion is good! It's necessary! I've been saying for a long time that students in our grade should have sex education classes. It's causing us precocious students to be in a state of impulsiveness and confusion, and the Education Bureau doesn't care about us at all..."

"You..." Teacher Lu was speechless.

"Let's thank the new teacher for her concern—everyone applaud!" I led the applause.

Little Fatty and the others clapped even more enthusiastically! They, who originally thought things were going to get bad, felt a great sense of relief and even gained the upper hand.

But Teacher Lu quickly regained her composure and said seriously, "I will suggest your proposal to the school. Okay, let's continue the class..." Then she continued teaching as if nothing had happened.

I believe she has learned her lesson and shouldn't dare to act recklessly next time, but... it seems disadvantageous for me.

If I were to deal with it by getting angry, and make her like Teacher Yang, choke her in front of the whole class (boys and girls)? The consequences…

After class, the boys were elated, as if they had won a great victory, worshipping me like a hero, but I was completely listless.

My attention was solely focused on the new teacher, following her every move.

Her only unusual action was that after returning to her office and closing the door, she threw a swift, powerful straight punch at the wall, stopping just before it hit, but the force of the punch was still strong, suggesting her skill was no less than Sang Yue's. Also, her heavy breathing indicated her anger.

I sneered inwardly—was this the magnanimity and composure of a "teacher"? However, I became more vigilant.

In math class, Ms. Lü praised me highly, saying I had made great progress in math because I had "done" a good test the day before.

I was filled with shame; I had cheated that day using special abilities, and I've always been an average student in math.

This lesson spurred me to work harder; I would definitely study this subject, which I didn't particularly like, to live up to this honor.

So, after class, I, determined to improve, proactively went to Ms. Lü to ask her questions, feeling as if I had been reborn, now focused solely on academics. Ms. Lü liked me even more, and so I learned amidst her gentle and alluring presence.

My classmates, unaware of my predicament, congratulated me and cast admiring glances my way, especially the girls whose bright eyes were captivating and made me feel proud.

Physical education class turned into a school-wide baseball friendly match between our school's team and Fulin Elementary School's team.

The entire school came to cheer us on, so the baseball field was packed with people. Apparently, the match will be held at Fulin Elementary School next week.

It turned out the baseball team had invited me to participate, but I wasn't interested and felt restricted and lacked freedom, so I didn't join any clubs. Most of the players on the field were sixth graders.

Watching the baseball players being the center of attention by the girls, I couldn't help but feel a little regretful; otherwise, I would be the one enjoying the spotlight. Sigh—was my childhood just going to be wasted like this? (No! Of course not! It's actually quite interesting! Hahaha!!!)

Bored, I quietly left; the outcome wasn't important to me.

"Ruilong! Why aren't you watching the game? Are you just wandering around alone?"

I noticed the teacher standing by the upstairs window—it was Ms. Lu Sijia. I listlessly replied, "Yeah! That game was boring, everyone won anyway..."

"What's the score?"

"Two to one."

"Can you come up here for a moment?"

"Sure! What's up? " "I

want to talk to you!" "What do you want to talk about,

teacher?" I thought to myself, "You're not trying to seduce me, are you?" But I was also somewhat expectant.

"Oh! Well, I wanted to know if the students like me? And my teaching methods." "

They do! Otherwise, they wouldn't be peeking at you."

"Hehe! So I should feel honored?"

"Hehe..." I didn't know what to say.

"And you, Ruilong?" "

I like her too! It's just..." I deliberately kept her in suspense; actually, I was becoming more and more attracted to her. She was truly more and more beautiful, and the more I thought about her, the more I wanted to get closer to her.

"What is it?"

"It's..."

"What is it? Tell me!" "

It's that you're not sexy enough, teacher!"

"I'm not...you...you dare to play me? You're teasing your teacher!" Her coquettish look was even more charming, her undulating breasts were incredibly alluring.

It made my heart itch, and I laughed, "How could I dare? I'm just telling the truth, and..."

"And what?"

"And you're not sexy enough!" I said seriously, like a beauty pageant judge.

"What?" Teacher Lu was completely stunned.

I took the opportunity to rush forward, grabbed her skirt and lifted it up. While she was still stunned, I had already touched her lower body, digging and probing, and the "aphrodisiac" technique quickly attacked her soft and warm secret place with my fingers.

Because I really wanted to know if she was related to the Black Dragon Society, this might be the fastest and most convenient way. If they were related, they definitely wouldn't do anything to me now, and would even deliberately find opportunities to get close to me. If they weren't related, they would definitely be rude to me. However, I hope she's not a slut or a whore, and I don't mistake her for someone else. So I made my move boldly, and I had something to rely on – Teacher Yang Kexin was my role model.

"What are you doing? Ah..." The new teacher quickly covered my hand to stop me from doing anything rash, but her strength was limited.

This immediately filled me with both anger and delight. She was indeed a member of the Black Dragon Society; otherwise, with her skills and strength, she shouldn't have only this much power at this crucial moment. I was delighted because I was indeed sharp-eyed, seeing through her true colors at a glance, and it seemed I had more to do. So, after her pleasurable reaction, I intensified the "aphrodisiac" effect.

"What are you doing... ah... I... ya... what?" Lu Sijia both enjoyed and resisted.

"I'm going to fuck you, you slut!" I also pressed my other hand against her high, firm breasts, fully "aphrodisiacing" her.

My middle and index fingers, which were pressing against her private parts, were already slightly wet. She twisted and swayed, but her lower body was still under my control; I could feel her fully aroused desire.

Soon, the new teacher, panting and moaning, stopped resisting and even helped by kneading her vulva with one hand, while the other hand touched her breasts that I hadn't yet taken.

When the time was right, I withdrew my hand and stepped back, laughing at the alluring and wanton Japanese slut before me.

Unexpectedly, she followed closely, kneeling in front of me and quickly reaching for my manhood. In a few swift movements, she dragged me out of the house (I never thought she'd use her skills for this, haha), and sent me to prison. However, the prison door seemed a bit small, and I barely managed to squeeze in, with half of it still sticking out.

But this didn't stop her from subjecting my manhood to "cruel" torture, constantly beating and ravaging it. Unexpectedly, this only fueled my manhood's strong body and high fighting spirit, bravely facing everything without compromise, finding pleasure in suffering, persisting to the end, and growing stronger with each battle.

In the end, my perseverance finally won, and the prison, unable to contain me, had to release me. But my manhood seemed to have become addicted to the torture, stubbornly insisting on returning to prison.

But Teacher Lu spoke up: "Ruilong-jun...you...stop for a minute...I'm so tired...ha...ha...my mouth is so sore...you're too big...ha..." While grabbing my treasure to prevent it from forcibly "escaping," she panted heavily, trying to clean her sore mouth.

"Then why don't you hurry up and stick your ass up? Let me properly unclog your drain!"

"Yes!" The Japanese slut obediently turned around and lay obediently on the desk, her fair and tender buttocks raised high, and she even automatically lifted her skirt higher.

I had already pushed aside her wet panties that revealed her secrets, and slapped her snowy buttocks hard with one hand, laughing: "Open wider! Slut, let me see your cunt inside..." After parting her cherry-red lips, I clicked my tongue and cursed: "Look at you, you lewd little slut, you're so wet..."

"Please! Come in quickly!" Teacher Lu's jade hands searched everywhere for my treasure, hoping that I would quickly unclog her drain and scratch her itch, it seemed to be almost full inside.

"Hehe! Come in? What come in? What are you coming in for?" I teased.

"Please, big one, hurry up and fuck me! I'm so itchy... hurry! Please, big brother..."

I was about to thrust in when I said, "Brother? What brother? Is this how you beg?"

"Please, sir..."

"What?"

"Big brother! Big brother!!"

"Hmm! That's more like it. Call me a few more times, and I'll be happy to do a little more work..."

"Big brother... big husband... big... hurry..."

*Thud!* All the way in.

It was so tight and comfortable. I no longer cared whether she was trembling with pain. I only knew that she was no longer a virgin, so I just went ahead and thrust into this unfamiliar water hole. I believed that I would soon become proficient and turn the sewer into a canal.

She quickly forgot her teacher's duty and manners, shouting and babbling, completely like a Japanese woman. I had already learned this from Aunt Saint's mother.

Of course, I didn't care about her reputation being damaged. I only cared about going in and out, pushing my "treasure" to its limit, vowing to show her the power of Chinese men—something that Japanese men couldn't possibly match with their short, weak "things." Besides, everyone was focused on the baseball game, and I'd know if anyone came.

However, I once again experienced the mismatch between the long-legged beauty and myself; standing on tiptoe was indeed unpleasant. So, I gave her another heavy slap, adding another mark to her already red buttocks, making them even more symmetrical and beautiful. I pressed down hard, saying, "Open wider! Lower it!"

The obedient, seductive teacher was very compliant, even swaying and twisting her buttocks to meet my sadistic demands. I was

feeling incredibly satisfied, so I considered: had I damaged some of her nerves? It would be a real shame to ruin such a beautiful and alluring woman.

Hmm? Just then, four people came up the stairs, all men.

Based on their height and build, I guessed they were sixth-grade students. One of them even smelled particularly familiar, and as I guessed, I heard his voice: "There shouldn't be anyone here by now..."

It was Chen Moulong. No wonder I felt a sense of familiarity. What were they going to do?

Hmm! Never mind them, I'll continue my work. So I played with Teacher Lu Sijia even more vigorously.

The teacher's moans became even louder and more excessive! This was intentional; I wanted people to know what kind of person she really was.

Finally, our noise attracted the curiosity of four boys who were about to pass by, and they all pressed their faces against the door to eavesdrop on the strange sounds inside.

This increased my excitement, and I went at it with great enthusiasm, thrusting until the girls' juices flowed freely, and strange noises and moans filled the air.

"Wow! What's going on in there?"

"Idiot! They're having sex in there!" Chen Moulong, with his experience, lectured me in the tone of someone who had been there before.

"Wow! Amazing! Who's doing it in there?"

"Idiot! This is the office of Lu Sijia, the new Japanese teacher for fourth grade. Of course, she's being fucked..." another person chuckled softly.

"Who's the guy?"

"Who knows! Anyway, it's some male teacher. He's really something! Such a pretty teacher, and he's already been fucked so quickly..."

I thought they'd heard enough, so I grabbed a thick book and threw it at the door with a loud "bang!"

It startled the four boys, who ran away as fast as they could, and also woke up the lewd teacher. However, after glancing back, she buried her head and continued being fucked. Being someone

who loves endless variations, I certainly wouldn't miss the opportunity to torment the Black Dragon Society's slut. I started practicing in the office, coming up with all sorts of tricks. The most wonderful and fun one was... I spread her legs and made her crawl all over the room, my penis occasionally entering and exiting her anus, because her buttocks were so beautiful and alluring, it was irresistible.

I had completely absorbed her yin essence.

Finally, I stuffed my penis, which I had just pulled out of her anus, into her beautiful little mouth, but unfortunately, she was exhausted and unable to serve me wholeheartedly, so I had to exhaust myself, shooting all my essence into her mouth.

When I left, the beautiful teacher, limp on the ground, had turbid white matter spilling from the corner of her mouth, and clear liquid was also flowing from her slightly closed, swollen lips.

"Boss! Where did you go just now? You missed the most exciting match..." Little Fatty shouted excitedly

! I didn't miss the most exciting scene at all. How could what you saw compare to what just happened between me and the new Japanese teacher? But I still calmly said, "Really? What was the score?" Just

as Little Fatty was about to start talking, my phone rang. It was Lin Xiaoyu calling, so I waved my hand and went to a secluded place to make the call: "Sister Xiaoyu!" "What's wrong? You sound unhappy..."

Xiaoyu said on the phone, "Nothing..."

"Tell me! What happened?"

"It's...it's about what happened a few days ago, the day you ran into some of my friends on the street...I accidentally revealed your identity today, that you and those girls are the 'Bluebird Quartet'..."

I laughed and said, "That's nothing! I told you!"

"No, now they're angry, saying I didn't treat them as my best friends, so they've fallen out with me, and said that unless I introduce them to you, or any one of the 'Bluebird Quartet'...we can't be friends anymore..." "

Okay! Whatever you say! Just tell me what you want me to do, but you'd better tell them first that I'm a little pervert! Tell them to watch out! Don't regret knowing me! Hahaha!!"

"You rascal! We know..." I could faintly hear whispers on the other end of the phone, obviously her friends were nearby.

A moment later, I heard a girl's voice again: "You little pervert! Don't be so smug! I'm the wolf-catching heroine! Hahaha..."

Then came a smaller voice: "The castrated wolf heroine! Hahaha..." A chorus of even louder laughter followed.

Then the phone returned to Xiaoyu's hands, her voice saying, "Alright then! We'll skip class this afternoon to come see you! How about it?"

"Sure! I'll be waiting for you anytime! But please wash your little bottom first! Hahaha!"

I hung up the phone amidst Xiaoyu's coquettish reproach.

The baseball game lasted for more than one class period, so school ended early. I happily went to eat my lunchbox, not caring at all about the score. Just

as I was about to eat the lunchbox that Xiaoxin had lovingly fed me, Sang Yue, who had disappeared, suddenly returned and approached me, saying, "My godfather wants to talk to you!"

"What is it?" I felt a little uneasy.

"It's probably about you and me..."

I nodded and said, "Hmm! Okay! Can I come after I finish my lunchbox?"

"No need, he's already prepared the food, so come with me!" Sang Yue shook my hand.

This was a genuine handshake, instantly boosting my spirits. I laughed and said, "Alright!" I touched Xiaoxin's cheek and said, "Sorry! I can't enjoy your delicious bento again! You guys eat slowly, I have something to do, I'll be right back!" The last sentence was addressed to my sisters, and then I got out of the car with Sang Yue.

"Don't worry! My godfather won't do anything to you." Sang Yue's hand, which was holding mine, was already sweaty, and her breathing was slightly abnormal.

I smiled and said, "Yeah! I know! I'm not worried!" Actually, it would be strange if I wasn't worried. Who knew if her godfather would shoot me? I believed her godfather was no ordinary person, otherwise he wouldn't have someone like Sang Yue.

The car drove along Neihu Road, Wende Road, and Kangning Road, until it stopped in front of an antique garden gate on Antai Street.

Looking over the high wall, there was a dense layer of green bamboo, making it impossible to see what was inside. At the same time, I thought to myself: there are three possibilities why her godfather didn't let her cover my eyes and come here: one, her godfather is easy to talk to; two, this place is unimportant; three, her godfather might…

Sang Yue didn't say anything, but silently led me through the door.

I had to be secretly vigilant, because the third possibility was not without basis, so I circulated my energy, and my senses immediately spread to a radius of one hundred meters.

Instantly, the scene inside the garden and the buildings across the street were reflected in my mind in great detail.

The Chinese garden had everything: artificial hills, ponds, small bridges, pavilions, halls, and plants, all very elegant, showing the owner's refined taste. But within fifty paces of an elderly man sitting quietly reading an ancient book in a pavilion by the pond, there were as many as seven people, three of whom were hiding in the shadows with long (sniper) and short guns equipped with silencers. One of them was the female assassin who killed someone at the Ximending cinema that day. As for the more unusual buildings and items, there was a secret room beneath the study containing a truly astonishing array of killing weapons (over three hundred different kinds. I wish I had such a secret room and weapons someday).

I couldn't help but secretly regret not bringing my pistol. How could I possibly handle so many people at once? I wasn't even capable of catching bullets. Now, I could only improvise and take it one step at a time.

Turning past the winding bamboo path, the familiar pavilion came into view. An elderly man in a white Chinese-style robe remained as before, calmly engrossed in his book, while a thrush in a cage nearby hopped and chirped playfully. This scene made it impossible to imagine that he was the mastermind behind the assassin group.

"Godfather! Young Master Hua has arrived!" Sang Yue said, bowing respectfully.

The elder didn't reply, only waved his hand, and Sang Yue withdrew.

I had no choice but to step forward, offering an innocent smile, "Uncle Sang! Hello!"

He still didn't answer, but he put down his book and simply gazed at me quietly.

"Uncle Sang, I heard you're inviting me to lunch, is that right?"

"You're here for lunch?" he finally spoke.

"Yes! You haven't already eaten, have you?"

"Hehe! You're really something, I never saw anything about you that allowed you to defeat my Yue'er."

"Haha! What can I do! I had to cheat! Or maybe Sister Sang Yue was careless..."

"Careless?"

"That means Sister Sang Yue let me win!"

"Nonsense!" Old Man Sang suddenly said coldly, "The people I trained would be afraid of your cheating?! Let alone carelessness and humility! Humph!"

Although it was already the heat of May, I felt a chill. But I had to remain calm and said, "Perhaps Sister Sang Yue is just not used to the climate at my house!"

"Hehehe! You're really calm and interesting!" Although he laughed, I felt a strong killing intent in him.

It was probably because I defeated his adopted daughter and offended him. I still smiled and said, "I've heard people say that laughter is good for eating and health, so old man, you should laugh more, it can help you live a long life..."

"Hehehe! Kid, aren't you really afraid of dying?"

"Yes! I'm especially afraid of three guns pointed at me, and then bang bang bang..." I pretended to be shot, swaying back and forth, actually taking two and a half steps, just managing to hide in the blind spot on the left where the two guns were blocked by the pavilion pillars. As for the other side, there was no way to hide.

But I could see the look of surprise on his face.

"Tsk tsk! You are indeed extraordinary!" The white-haired, youthful-looking old man, Sang, stood up.

"Then can we eat?"

"Alright! Someone! Set out the feast!" Old man Sang clapped his hands twice.

We ate in the hall, chatting about trivial things.

Suddenly, Old man Sang asked, "How did you know there were three guns pointed at you?"

I smiled without answering, but with a wave of my hand, the wine glass in front of Old man Sang was sucked into my hand.

I believed he had already heard Sang Yue's detailed account of our duel and knew about my sword-absorbing ability, so showing off his skills wouldn't hurt. However, I didn't expect him to be so surprised, saying, "Yue'er really didn't lie to me. You little rascal, you actually have such skills, and at such a young age..."

I smiled and finished my last drink.

"Do you know why I sent Yue'er to get close to you?"

Actually, I already knew, but I knew he was getting carried away with his talk, so I pretended not to interrupt and shook my head.

"When Riyue'er came back, he said he met a young man with excellent aptitude and quick wit, who perfectly met my criteria for choosing a disciple. So I sent Yue'er to investigate you, and I didn't expect you to possess such extraordinary abilities! And you're from a wealthy family. Who is your master?"

You also have an intention to kill me, don't you! You cunning old fox. But I said, "I have several masters..." Then I listed my qigong master, fitness coach, and martial arts teacher one by one, and said, "You can also take me as your disciple!"

"Ha! Do you think this is a place where you can come and go as you please?"

"Oh! What about Sister Sang Yue? She..." I pointed to her fate.

"Young man! What do you think?"

"Well... how about this! Do you want me as a shareholder? I can invest in you!"

"Hehe! That's indeed a good idea! But we don't lack money, and our rules are very strict..."

"Then can I buy her with money?" I continued to offer suggestions; I didn't want him to come up with any bad ideas.

"Hahaha! Young man, do you think money is everything?"

"This won't work, that won't work! Do you want me to fight my way out?"

"Hehe! The more you talk, the more interesting it becomes! Young man, although you possess extraordinary skills, do you believe I can kill you in the blink of an eye?"

"I believe you! I completely believe you. Then tell me, what's a good way to make this work out perfectly?"

"Let's put that aside for now. I heard from Yue'er that your family is being coveted by the Japanese Black Dragon Society?"

I was overjoyed. He said that, and I had hope. So I said, "Yes! I don't know why they would target my Hua family..."

"I think the Black Dragon Society, besides coveting your Hua family's property, is also extremely interested in your Hua family's shipping company..."

"Why?" I asked, puzzled.

"Controlling your Hua family's shipping company is extremely beneficial for their expansion overseas, as is your Hua family's vast business network..."

"So, they're not only interested in my Hua family, are they?"

"Of course! There's also Taiwan's high-tech industry..."

"Then what can we do? Isn't there any way to deal with them?"

"No, it's not so easy for them to completely devour Taiwan's economy."

"If only we could unite."

Old Man Sang smiled, took a bite of pork ribs, and then said, "Alright! I'll lend you Yue'er for a while! Until she helps you through this crisis, how about that?"

"That's great! Thank you, Uncle Sang."

"Hehe! I'll be grateful if you don't call me Old Man Sang or Strange Old Man in your heart!"

"Hehe..." My face flushed slightly.

Then we had a pleasant meal, and the incident was unexpectedly resolved so pleasantly (but I had a vague feeling that things weren't so simple).

Before leaving, Old Man Sang suddenly asked, "If I had suddenly attacked you just now, what would you have done?"

I smiled, put my hands together, and my true energy immediately spread throughout my body, gradually turning red. Then, several pebbles on the ground quickly flew up and shot towards the green bamboo.

Several slender bamboo stalks snapped and fell with a snap.

"I was so worried!" Sang Yue said gently, her arms tightly around me.

"Thank you! Sister Yue, I will definitely love you well..." I kissed her lips, completely ignoring the fact that the driver could see it in the rearview mirror.

Back in my car, I was already overcome with passion and immediately kicked Yu Yue and Yu Shan, who were resting in the car, out. Then I played a game of "one king, two queens" with Sang Yue and Xiao Xin. Meanwhile, the driver, Sister Pei, had gone shopping.

We didn't stop until the two girls were completely exhausted.

But this afternoon, most of the fourth-grade students were filming an advertisement in the beautifully decorated auditorium. I didn't go, so I leisurely wandered around.

I wanted to flirt with the charming Teacher Lü, Teacher Pan, or Teacher Yang, but I couldn't find them.

So, I wandered around the library alone.

The quiet library only had two or three people.

Taking advantage of this rare moment of leisure, I silently practiced my "male supremacy" technique, letting my thoughts roam freely.

"Get away! Or I'll call the police!" a girl screamed.

"Ah! Get away—" It was Xiaoyu's voice.

They were in trouble. They were in a secluded alleyway near my school, surrounded by seven thugs. Xiaoyu and her friends also had seven people, but the disparity in strength between men and women was significant, and the thugs were armed.

I didn't care why their numbers had increased, or why they had run into that alley. Enraged, I dashed out, so fast that a girl who had just entered screamed, clutching her skirt as it billowed up.

I locked onto the thugs approaching Xiaoyu and her friends, weaving through the undergrowth, charging straight towards them.

They were being forced into a warehouse at knifepoint; the iron gate was already closed. My haste only increased.

The thugs were harassing the girls one-on-one; some of their clothes were torn open, revealing their sexy lingerie.

Sigh! Who told them to dress so sexily and unconventionally? No wonder they attracted so much attention, and they were all so beautiful. Were they really trying to seduce me? Now, those bastards had taken advantage of me first, which only fueled my rage.

Using my inner energy, I unlocked the bolt inside and kicked open the heavy iron door.

With a deafening crash, everyone inside was stunned.

Before my eyes, I saw Xiaoyu and the other seven girls tied to an iron frame, lined up side-by-side. Their pert buttocks had been pulled down, their skirts and pants exposed, revealing their private parts. The scoundrels who had been standing behind, either filming or making lewd comments, stared blankly at me.

Though I found their behavior quite creative, I roared, "Bastards! How dare you bully my sister Yu!"

"Xiaolong! Help me..." Xiaoyu cried for help.

"Hahaha!! This kid actually wants to be a hero, hahaha..." The scoundrels laughed maniacally, dropping their knives.

"What a reckless fool..."

"Kill him, let him know the power of the Seven Wolves of Zhongshan..."

"..."

But none of them considered how I had managed to get in.

With a silent, cold laugh, I quickly approached and kicked the nearest guy.

The unfortunate fellow screamed and knelt on the ground clutching his genitals. I had already moved on to my next target.

This long-haired guy grinned and swung his knife at me. I quickly dodged and punched him in the nose. As blood splattered, I added another kick, striking his genitals. I'm sure he's crippled, if not disabled.

The other five finally realized my power and attacked with their knives. The seven women had stopped their shouting and surprise and turned to look. Some even warned me to be careful, their concern evident.

Now, chuckling to myself, I chose the guy closest to me, grabbed his wrist holding the knife, twisted it, and pulled him along. His knife was now embedded in his own thigh. He screamed like a pig being slaughtered. I punched him in the eye. If I hadn't held back, I'm sure I would have blown his eyeball out.

His accomplices immediately went berserk, roaring and lunging at me, but they were much slower than Sang Yue.

As one could imagine, under my rapid and relentless attacks, they were all paralyzed on the ground, either punched or kicked. Whether they could even fight back was another question.

Just then, another person entered; I knew it was Sang Yue without turning around.

"What should we do with these people?" Sang Yue asked coldly.

"It's up to you, do as you please..." I went forward to untie the girls.

"Okay!" I felt Sang Yue carry two of them deeper into the warehouse.

"Xiao Long! They put something on me..." Xiao Yu sobbed softly, nestled in my arms.

The other girls, having just put their clothes back on, started kicking and stomping on the guys lying on the ground, mostly targeting the wounds I had inflicted. They rolled on the ground in pain, begging for mercy, their earlier arrogance completely gone.

"What kind of medicine?" I secretly slipped my fingers between her legs, probing through her thin panties.

"It's an aphrodisiac!" Xiao Yu said, blushing, looking incredibly cute and charming—truly worthy of being my first love.

"What should we do?" I was secretly delighted. I knew about aphrodisiacs; my stepmother had told me about them, but I had never actually seen one.

Now I saw that the women had stopped their revenge, their pretty faces flushed as they secretly swayed their hips, clearly the effects of the drug had taken hold.

After the villains were dealt with (I don't know how Sang Yue did it, and I didn't really care), Sang Yue, knowing they were under the influence of aphrodisiacs, gave me a wink and closed the door, leaving only me and the seven women whose aphrodisiacs had taken effect.

My clothes had already been stripped off completely, and they surrounded me, kissing and groping me wildly, their private parts being fought over and played with and sucked incessantly.

I had no choice but to work hard again, going into battle naked, fighting against the seven women alone.

Only two of them were virgins, and both were very fresh and beautiful, which made me very happy, so I didn't feel like my efforts were in vain.

The girls under the influence of aphrodisiacs were just like the five women I had "aggravated" yesterday, their frenzy and passion surprising me. Fortunately, I was already a seasoned veteran of the pleasure quarters, invincible and unstoppable, and before I finally felt the exhaustion of a sleepless night, I finished off them.

Moreover, I used the cameras prepared by those bastards to capture all the wonderful scenes of our passionate lovemaking.

Because there were many soft mats in the warehouse that seemed to be used for filming illegal violent pornographic films, we rested on them in our arms after having a good time.

I pinched one of the women's nipples with my toes and asked with a smile, "What's your name?"

The woman, who was one of the virgins, said shyly, "My name is Su Mengmeng, you...you're so bad..." She covered her breast and acted coquettishly.

I laughed loudly, and at the same time, I reached down and touched the vulva of another woman and asked, "And you? This beautiful cunt sister..."

"You're so bad! You got the benefit and you're still acting innocent, look! Look what you've done

to me, it hurts so much down there..." "So what's your name? I can't keep calling you slutty cunt sister, can I? And just now it seemed like you were the craziest, riding on my head, pressing this..." I dug hard, and after she cried out in pain, I said, "to my face, look how much your juices are flowing..."

"Ah—" With a soft cry, she blocked my mouth with her soft and tender breast, and then said coquettishly, "My name is Xiao Siya!"

I mumbled, wanting to ask the others! But freedom of speech was thus suppressed, leaving them only to silently suckle and nibble.

Xiaoyu's friends, besides Su Mengmeng and Xiao Siya whom I already knew, included four others: Sasha, tall and long-legged and still a virgin (whose real name I later learned was Fang Lina); Amy, with large breasts and a plump bottom (whose real name was actually Aiya); Linda, with a slender figure but long body hair; and Guan Minrui, the one with the most lewd moans and a thorny rose-like chest. They were all seventeen years old. Except for Guan Minrui, Xiao Siya, Fang Lina, and Aiya, who were classmates, the others were friends from other classes.

We chatted and flirted, touching each other's bodies.

As school was about to end, we had to leave.

We exchanged phone numbers, and as we parted, each girl kissed me. The most enthusiastic and daring, Guan Minrui, even secretly groped my manhood on the street, whispering in my ear, "Your manhood is amazing! You managed to handle all seven of us. When can we meet up again for a little competition?"

"Sure!" I reached under her skirt and lewdly replied, "You're amazing too! You decide the time, place, and number of people!"

She lightly bit my earlobe and said affectionately, "Okay! Don't regret it! I'll definitely beat you." Then she laughed and left.

Upon seeing me, Sang Yue immediately said, "Keep this with you from now on, or I won't be your bodyguard!"

"What is it?"

"A tracking device!"

Chapter 23 ◆ Gentle Flower Village

"Sister Tong, you're flying to America tonight? Hmm! Okay then, I wish you all the best! And I wish Father Yang's surgery a success! A speedy recovery! No... no need to thank me! Hmm! Be careful too, take good care of your parents! If anything happens, contact the people at my Hua's New York branch for help! I'll tell them, don't be shy! Hmm! Okay! Hehe! A kiss! Baby, I'll miss you too! Hmm! Contact me again if anything happens! Okay! I wish your whole family peace! Hmm! Goodbye!" It's so good to be able to help Sister Tong! I sincerely wish her whole family well!

After dinner, I obediently did my homework with my sisters.

Only Xi Rongrong, pale and haggard, came and pulled me aside to a quiet place. She complained that she had been raped by my uncles for a long time that day, and now… I was immediately filled with “anger,” my veins bulging, and I wanted to go and “settle accounts” with my uncles, but she stopped me, saying she didn’t want me to fall out with them, and didn’t want to make things worse.

I was happy to see this, and my “anger” gradually subsided, though I still “cursed” my uncles as “worse than beasts.” After Xi Rongrong left, I revealed my inner satisfaction.

“Xiaolong! What’s making you so happy? What did that slut want with you?”

I closed the door and happily told them how their father, my uncles, had raped Xi Rongrong, this spy sent by the Black Dragon Society, all day. The sisters all clapped and cheered. Only Sister Yulan, who was a teacher, felt sorry for her and said, "If you know she's a spy, just drive her away. Why humiliate her? We are all women... we shouldn't be so excited..."

I know Sister Yulan is kind-hearted and has too high a view of the world, but she doesn't know that even if you have no intention of harming the tiger, it may still want to eat you. So I felt compelled to defend my sisters, who weren't unkind: "Sister Yulan! Don't be so naive! Whether we drive her away or expose her, it's all detrimental to our Hua family. The organization behind her will never easily let go of its desire to harm us. We're keeping her around to better utilize her, to leak false information to the Black Dragon Society, and to better protect our Hua family. As for what my uncles are doing, it might be unethical, but conversely, it's quite in line with their style and makes it less likely for the Black Dragon Society to suspect anything... Besides, don't sympathize with someone who harbors ill intentions towards us. If she were a member of the Japanese Black Dragon Society, she wouldn't care about chastity; on the contrary, she might stop at nothing to achieve her goals! Now, I'm just worried that if my uncles don't handle things properly, they might leak the secret."

"Then..." My sisters started to get anxious.

I laughed, "Forget it! Even if the sky falls, there's something to hold it up, you don't need to worry! Let's focus on our studies and not let our families worry about us, so we can concentrate on dealing with those who are against us..."

"Hmph! You're one to talk! You've been late and skipping class a lot lately, and today..." "

Alright! Alright! Let's start our homework! Sister Yulan, how do you do this problem?"

"Oh! This! Look..." The beautiful Sister Yulan sat beside me, her fragrance almost distracting me.

Time passed in this warm learning atmosphere.

Some of my weak math problems, which I only vaguely understood or didn't understand at all, were solved in those two hours, making me feel as fulfilled and relaxed as practicing martial arts.

However, most of the sisters who finished their homework (the younger ones had already gone to sleep) didn't go to sleep immediately. None of them were sleepy, seemingly worried about the family's hidden troubles. How could I comfort them?

None of them had any interest in talking, just silently and absentmindedly looking at their books. Sister Yulan stayed with us.

I couldn't let them be like this, otherwise what kind of impact would it have on their minds? So I said, "How about this! I'll teach you self-defense techniques, okay?"

"Okay!" The sisters immediately became interested, even the frail Sister Yulan was enthusiastic. It seemed they were all willing to do something for the family, at least to reduce their worries .

"Alright then! Let's go!" I opened the side door and went in.

"Coach Huijun! You're here too? When did you get back?" I pretended to be surprised, actually I already knew she was at the resort and was working out in the training room.

"Hehe! I came early, I knew you were doing your homework, so I didn't disturb you! What are you all doing here?" Coach Huijun was sweating profusely, the sweat had already soaked through her sexy, sheer clothes, which clung tightly to her curvaceous figure, immediately revealing her beautiful breasts and perfect curves, making the sisters feel ashamed of themselves.

With a warm heart, I laughed, "I was just thinking of teaching them some self-defense techniques. It's so much better with you here!" I then made a secret gesture with my hand behind my back to the sisters behind me. It wasn't that I didn't trust Coach Huijun, but better safe than sorry (but was I trusting Sang Yue and her adoptive father too much?).

"Great! Welcome! If you don't ask me to do something, I'll feel like I'm just sitting around doing nothing, haha..."

Coach Huijun's self-defense techniques were quite good, simple and easy to learn, and they picked them up in no time. Whether it was the sense of crisis they faced or their interest, the sisters learned with great seriousness and effort, so they learned quickly.

Because I was a man, I played the role of the pervert and the attacker, getting "beaten" until I was dizzy and disoriented. The sisters seemed to have found an opportunity to get revenge on me for the bad temper I caused them, and they usually didn't hold back. Luckily, I have deep internal strength, and my abilities and physique have greatly improved, otherwise I would have been beaten to a pulp by the sisters (those I had a relationship with were less aggressive).

But I shamelessly enjoyed it, not only taking full advantage of them but also feeling happy for their progress. The stronger they became, the better it was for them, and the less I had to worry about.

So I acted like a pervert (actually, I am a pervert, I don't need to act at all), and they were particularly "ruthless" in their actions.

In the end, although they couldn't make me sore all over, they did make me burning with desire, itching unbearably, and my penis erect.

This was all the result of the intimate physical contact with them and the fragrance of their sweat.

Now, this pervert can no longer control his lust. He suddenly broke the lesson plan, seduced Huijun, the instructor, and pinned her down. No matter how she resisted or attacked, I easily neutralized her, and even secretly pressed three acupoints on her chest and ribs, rendering her powerless to resist.

The sisters watched in surprise (some not) as I stripped Instructor Huijun naked and took advantage of her, which seemed slightly different from what I had done to them before.

"Xiaolong! What are you doing? Don't do this!" Coach Huijun, finally realizing I was serious, said embarrassedly, "They're watching..." Her voice was so soft that only I could hear it.

I laughed and said, "Let them learn a move or two! So they won't be clueless!"

"You..." Huijun was speechless.

I immediately sensed that the girls I had already been with were slightly pursed, a little unconvinced, so I added fuel to the fire, "Didn't you say you were bored? Let the younger generation experience your real skills, so they'll be convinced..." and pulled down my pants.

"Ah—" The sisters who hadn't seen the size of my treasure after it grew up were immediately shocked when they saw it. They couldn't understand how I could be so incredible. Even Sister Yulan, who was one of the bath companions on my birthday, was startled. It's true that after a few days, one should look at a person with new eyes! Those who had already tried it couldn't help but feel their hearts pounding and their pretty faces flushed. They didn't expect me to be so bold as to show off my treasure in public.

"You...I...ah..."

Before Huijun could finish her rambling, I had already swiftly thrust into her honeypot, instantly sealing her mouth.

To carry out my plan, I had even used the "aphrodisiac" technique, sending my treasure into her beautiful depths. I wanted to take Teacher Lu Sijia as my role model, pushing her to ecstasy and infatuation, to see if she was truly ecstatic or not (this might be the quickest way to distinguish good from bad). Besides, I also thought...

the peach blossom paradise I had imagined to be dry and difficult to reach was now moist, smooth, and lush with vegetation, easily reached, extremely comfortable.

In a few moments, I released Huijun from her grasp, and she immediately wrapped her legs and arms around my waist, hips, and back, thrusting wildly and relentlessly, all traces of her previous shyness and embarrassment gone, like an octopus trying to melt my treasure into her honeypot. It was clear that my "aphrodisiac" technique was becoming increasingly powerful.

Coach Huijun truly lived up to her reputation as my sex teacher. Our coordination was seamless and indescribable, a breathtaking and enchanting display of diverse and beautiful erotic techniques. The women watching, whether they had experienced lovemaking before or not, were breathless and their hearts were pounding.

When I positioned Coach Huijun in a kneeling, prone position for my intense lovemaking, I made a few hand gestures, telling the women that I wanted to test whether she had any connection to the Black Dragon Society, hence my desperate measures (just kidding), and hoped they would cooperate and make her ecstatically dizzy.

Only a few women, having regained their senses, gave an agreement gesture, but they still didn't quite understand the method I was about to use.

I used my "aphrodisiac" device to continuously infuse Huijun with aphrodisiac energy, cleansing all her sensitive areas and nerves.

Huijun had climaxed countless times; sometimes one climax wasn't even over before another began (only I, the instigator, knew this best). The carpet was covered in more lewd stains than ever before when we'd been fooling around here, and the other girls were starting to whisper about it. I was beginning to worry that she might be dehydrated.

The windows and doors were tightly shut (this was the first time), and layers of curtains were drawn, but I was still worried that the deafening moans and groans coming from Huijun's mouth might still be heard. Huijun was so frenzied that I couldn't stop her from talking, and even acupressure was ineffective.

When I realized something was wrong, I quickly stopped aphrodisiacs and tried to help her relieve her desire.

Now that I no longer needed to thrust, I asked in Japanese, panting, "Was it good? Was it fun? Do you want me to fuck you again? Can we stop?"

But she was only focused on releasing her own pleasure and shouting, completely oblivious to my purposeful questions.

I had no choice but to stop and call it quits.

Losing all motivation, Huijun immediately noticed and scrambled back, chasing after me, trying to grab my treasure. With my skills, how could she possibly catch me? In a swift dodge, I was already straddling her back.

"Little Dragon...quick...give it to me...I...ah...I can't take it...you...please...give it to me..." Huijun pleaded excitedly, pinned to the carpet. Her womanly dignity and reason had vanished.

My intuition and rational judgment confirmed that she wasn't acting; she was like a deeply addicted drug addict, unable to hide anything deep within her heart. So I asked again in Japanese, "I'm so tired, let's stop playing, okay?"

"What did you say? Give it to me! Give it to me! I want it! Give it to me—"

"Japanese women are all bitches! Do you agree with my opinion?"

"Xiaolong! Please! What are you saying? I don't understand, please fuck me! Please! What do you want me to do... oh..." Huijun was too breathless from speaking too fast, and after taking a few quick breaths, she said again, "I will do anything, just please! Fuck me! Fuck me, okay? Please! Master! Fuck my little cunt... hurry! hurry!! Please!!!"

I could confirm that she was not a member of the Japanese Black Dragon Society, at least she didn't speak Japanese. Now, in her extreme madness, she had lost herself.

I had no choice but to return to the battlefield and continue the unfinished battle.

But I knew that with her physical condition, it was not advisable to go too far, so while gently dealing with her, I used my true energy to massage her, relax her muscles and strengthen her body.

Finally, with a cry of extreme pleasure, Huijun parted her labia wide with both hands, receiving my guidance and stimulation. Her inner juices gushed forth, and she had already fallen into a deep sleep, her mouth wide open, as if she were about to sing her final song. If it weren't for the fact that she was still breathing, one would have thought she had suddenly died.

I, however, acted as if nothing had happened. I stood up, stretched my body a few times, and, with my erect penis, laughed, "I'm going to take a shower. Anyone want to come with me?" Then I opened the door and left.

"Young Master Long! You…" Xiaoqin and Xiaoru, seeing me burst in naked, happily ran to greet me.

But I pressed on their pressure points, applying my inner energy and finger strength. This was my first time using acupressure, mostly experimental. But unexpectedly, it worked on the first try; Xiaoqin and Xiaoru collapsed immediately.

I was initially worried about accidentally hurting them due to improper use of my internal energy, but upon examining them with my true energy, I found that their breathing, heartbeat, and bodily functions were all normal. This was likely due to the effects of my all-night practice of "micro-skills." I helped the two women to bed; I didn't want them bothering me tonight.

As for my bedroom, there was no one there. My two stepmothers were downstairs making a long-distance call to mainland China, chatting with their mother for over an hour. I didn't intentionally eavesdrop, only overhearing them praising me.

Sang Yue was diligently practicing martial arts in his room, seemingly determined to defeat me.

Lin Qidi was working diligently in the kitchen, chatting with several maids.

Xi Rongrong was already asleep; one could imagine how hard she had worked today.

Meanwhile, the people I cared about most were being carried back to their room by my five older sisters—Yulan, Jindi, Yindi, Aidi, and Laidi—in two separate groups. The other sisters looked at each other shyly, nudging and shoving each other as they finally made their way in.

I quickly slipped into my bathroom and closed the door.

Heh! They were all clearly wet down there, itching for something, but now they stood outside, too afraid to come in. I suppressed a laugh and said, "Who's outside? Come in!"

I heard soft voices: "You go first!" "You go in first!" "You go in first!" "You go first!" "Don't push me..."

"Ah—"

Bumped (or rather, pushed) in was Hua (originally surnamed Chen) Jinghong, one of the two daughters her aunt brought home after her divorce. Now 16 years old, she was beautiful, bearing a striking resemblance to her mother, and brimming with youthful energy. At this moment, she was shy and demure, her head slightly lowered, stammering, "I...she...they..."

"No need to say anything, come in! Let's take a shower together!"

"I...um..." She still bravely stepped forward.

"Are you coming in or not?"

I complained again that the bathtub was too small, only able to squeeze in eleven of my sisters. The five girls I'd already been involved with—Jin Di, Pan Di, Yin Di, Lai Di, and Ai Di—were probably too embarrassed to come in, or knew it was too crowded and didn't want to join the fun, so they were watching DVDs outside—the porn I'd bought. Yu Lan wasn't there; she was in her room

, covering her pretty, flushed face, trying to calm her racing heart. This wasn't a bath, it was a dumpling pot full of dumplings! It was quite a spectacle; I never expected so many of them to come. It was both fun and a nightmare. There was no way to control the situation, and with so many hands, I was constantly being groped. They didn't know their own strength, and their fingernails were always there. If it weren't for my special skills, I

'd probably be covered in bruises. Was this a paradise of pleasure? Yes! It wasn't that they weren't gentle, but the scene was truly chaotic. Those further away were obviously trying to reach me, and in their haste, how could they be gentle? So the problem lies with me, the source of all this chaos; my organizational and management skills are still lacking. Their mothers weren't this disorganized.

Since my all-night training and improvement last night, I believe nothing can stump me now. Even if I can't do it now, I'll definitely be able to handle it soon. So, facing the chaotic scene, I directed, "Yu Lei, Yu Shan, once you've washed up, go out and watch DVDs with Sister Jin Di and the others. Yu Di, Yu Rui, Yu Yue, you three go back and get the school uniforms and underwear for the older girls to wear tomorrow..."

Although the five girls were somewhat reluctant, they still obeyed and left, instantly clearing the battlefield.

In the water, I embraced Yu E's delicate body, and just as I was about to kiss her, she sealed my lips with a soft "Mmm."

Her skillful technique made it hard to believe she hadn't had a boyfriend yet. My lips were gently bitten and sucked, and her nimble tongue even actively entered my mouth, stirring and teasing me. Was this a young girl? If it weren't for my middle finger probing her thin, resilient hymen, I...

"Mmm... Gently! Don't be so rough... I'm still a virgin..." Yu'e twisted her waist, speaking coquettishly.

"Really? Are you a virgin?" I asked knowingly.

"Of course! Don't you believe me?" Sister Yu'e was a little angry.

"I believe you! It's just that I saw how skilled you were at kissing, so I thought..." I tried to get her to talk.

Her younger sister, Yu Ying, interjected, defending her sister: "Xiao Long! Although many boys pursue you at school, you haven't been interested in any of them..."

"I've read too many romance novels!" Sister Yu'e's shy appearance was truly beautiful and charming.

"Oh! Haha! Great! Now I'm going to take you, no..." I chuckled lewdly, my treasure already lightly touching her pitifully sparse vulva, gently rubbing it.

Sister Yu'e had just given me a sidelong glance when I thrust and tightened, her pretty face changing slightly as she said: "Oh... Gently... Slowly... I... Oh... Yours is too big... I'm scared!"

I chuckled softly. I could sense every subtle change in her body; it was throbbing and oozing heat, her sensitive body already burning with desire.

Sister Yulan was washing her face with cold water to cool her lust.

Jindi, Yindi, and the other three women went back to their rooms to get their clothes. Only Sister Di was captivated by the exciting pornographic film and couldn't bear to leave.

Lin Qidi had also returned to her room and was taking a shower. The two stepmothers were cooking, seemingly preparing a late-night snack.

Coach Huijun was snoring softly.

The others were busy with their own things…

Ha! Sang Yue, covered in sweat, was sitting on the toilet, stroking and fiddling with himself, perhaps thinking of my treasure.

“Oh—ah—um—ho!!” Sister Yu’e, her face burning, pressed against me, enduring my thrusts and explorations.

“Just bear with it! It'll be over soon!” I softly comforted her.

"I...I know! It's just...you...yours is too big...um...hmm...haha..." Sister Yu'e gasped for breath, her delicate brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

I quickly and secretly circulated my inner energy to shrink her, while simultaneously channeling the "Aphrodisiac" technique onto her breasts, constantly stroking and kneading her plump buttocks to stimulate her desire. Her

three younger sisters, Yu Ying, Yu Xin, and Yu Hua, also came to help, comforting her while their six small hands continuously eased her physical and mental tension. Meanwhile, the sisters Jing Hong and Jing Yu were beside me, adding fuel to the fire, their four small breasts kneading my back relentlessly, their jade hands even touching the base of my still largely exposed member, making it impossible for me to shrink it. It really felt like I was making things worse!

"Ah—it hurts..." Sister Yu'e's face changed color, cold sweat pouring down her back.

I had already pierced Sister Yu'e's virginity, which she had cherished for 17 years, and squeezed deeper inside. At the same time, I also channeled my inner energy into my shoulder muscles, just enough to withstand her full-force bite, otherwise, it would have left deep teeth marks.

While the iron was hot, I thrust repeatedly, and after dozens of rounds, accompanied by the bathwater, her vaginal canal gradually adapted to my onslaught.

"Yu Ying, Yu Xin, look! You sisters are so outrageous, you've been hogging me for so long, and you haven't even had your fill..." I teased.

"Xiao Long, you..." Yu E, who was frantically thrusting on my lap, gave me a coquettish glare and said, "I'm almost done! Let me do it again..." and then shook her little buttocks even more frantically.

"Doesn't it hurt now? You've been going on for fifteen minutes... There are still many people waiting outside..." I was right, Jin Di and Yu Di had already returned with their clothes and were peeking in from time to time to see how our battle was going.

"Okay! I'll do 100 more... okay?"

"Okay!" I picked up her body, stepped out of the bathtub, and, holding her beautiful white buttocks, walked into the bedroom.

The battle on the screen was just as intense and exciting as mine. Several pairs of white European and American men and women were tangled up in a chaotic and lewd act, their clearly visible male penises thrusting violently and frantically into her wet, white vaginas, the golden color making me a little fascinated. At home, I only had beauties like Aunt Irene Bell.

As I walked, I thrust powerfully into Sister Yu'e's tender flesh, counting, "22, 23, 24, 25..."

Finally, I got everyone to count with me. On the 78th thrust, Sister Yu'e reached her climax, and before she could scream, I had silenced her for half an hour.

When Sister Jindi and the others took over, Sister Yu'e was already asleep, though her vulva was somewhat red and swollen. However, to an unsuspecting person, it looked like she was plump and alluring.

Now, I wouldn't be foolish enough to ask, "Who's next?" I went straight to Sister Yuying.

Yu Ying was smaller and fairer than her sister, her smooth, lovely lips like a captivating whisper, though some drool had already trickled down her thighs.

As I stroked her porcelain doll-like face, my "treasure" subtly shrank a bit. I didn't want to spend too much time on her, too many people! I had Jin Di and the other four women help lift her up and bring her to my "treasure."

Gently thrusting and slowly pushing, I finally opened the gates of pain and pleasure for Yu Ying. Her juices mingled with blood, displaying the blood-stained splendor of my "treasure." Gradually, the bitterness gave way to sweetness,

and Yu Ying followed in her sister's footsteps, swaying and bouncing her little bottom, singing endless songs of pleasure.

Then, she quickly ejaculated, following Yu E, and also fell into a deep sleep. She took much less time than Yu E.

Just as Yu Xin was about to take Yu Ying's place and be ravaged by me, I laughed and said, "Yu Xin, wait a moment!" I then opened the door and left amidst the strange looks from the other women.

"Xiaolong! You..."

"Why did you come out like this?" The two stepmothers were bringing upstairs with a late-night snack. When they saw me, their pretty faces flushed, but their expressions were incredibly alluring.

"Oh! It's like this, I'm having sex with Sister Yu'e and the others right now. Come in later, and pretend to be surprised, understand?" My hands had already climbed up their high breasts.

"Xiaolong, you want us to have something on them, right?" Stepmother Yu'e, already panting, trembled with her breasts, and her lower body was already slightly wet.

"Smart! Some of them always bully you, right? This way, even if I'm not protecting you anymore, they won't bully you!" I kneaded their breasts vigorously, enjoying their bouncy, huge breasts.

"Thank you, Xiaolong!" Stepmother Yu'e gave me a sweet kiss and said affectionately, "Actually, I don't care what they do! My sister and I only care about you..." Their breasts kept squeezing closer to me, rubbing against me.

Finally, they both knelt at the top of the stairs, licking my penis, encouraging it to go into battle again.

After closing the door, I was about to have all the waking women strip naked and kneel in a row for me to have my way with, but I discovered they were all already naked.

With a lewd laugh, I directed them to kneel in a row, facing the door, their beautiful buttocks raised high.

I quickly began to cultivate every virgin's territory, and even plowed through the non-virgin areas.

With my now fully-adjustable member displaying its power, moans and groans filled the room.

As I had planned, the door suddenly opened, and two stepmothers appeared in the doorway carrying late-night snacks, looking unusually "shocked," though they didn't spill the snacks.

As I expected, the women invited the two stepmothers in, begging them not to tell anyone.

Then they asked for my opinion.

I glared fiercely, shouted, and ordered the women to restrain the two stepmothers, strip them naked, and let me "rape" them!

As I chuckled to myself, I noticed the women were incredibly envious of my stepmothers' outstanding figures, and even more so, they were astonished and commenting on their large breasts and their shaved, beautiful vulvas.

I immediately said with a stern expression, "Sisters! Their appearance is undoubtedly the work of our fathers, so don't look at them with strange eyes. Perhaps your mothers are like them, and you might face the same fate when you get married someday. So don't laugh at others. Moreover, in this critical time for the Hua family, we should unite and love each other, and overcome this hardship together. Otherwise, it would be our tragedy to be laughed at by outsiders for our infighting, and a truly miserable fate might befall us..."

The sisters immediately stopped mocking me. My stepmothers, however, looked completely bewildered, unaware of what had happened (they were truly pitiful; no one had told them about the current situation of the Hua family).

So, feeling a surge of pity, I took this opportunity to tell them about the current situation and crisis facing the Hua family, while simultaneously penetrating their delicate, smooth vulvas.

Just as I was about to continue telling them how to handle the situation, the sisters apologized profusely, "I'm sorry! Auntie! I shouldn't have treated you like that!" "Auntie! I'm sorry! It was our fault, please don't mind, please forgive our ignorance..."

"No...it's alright..." The two stepmothers, flattered and overwhelmed, were still pinned down on the bed and being vigorously fucked, unable to get up at all. The scene was quite amusing.

I chuckled and said, "You should call them 'sisters' instead! Hehe..." But my buttocks didn't stop for a moment.

"Sister..."

"Sister..."

"..."

"Hehe! Since you're their sisters, then quickly teach them your secret techniques!" I fucked and touched them, moving them left and right, having a great time.

The stepmothers were extremely shy, and after a while, they charmingly shared their tips with us.

The room was filled with the warmth of spring, a beauty that could rival heaven and earth, and I was so happy that I was oblivious to the world's humiliation. I wished that we could live long and dance together forever.

In the midst of extreme pleasure, I was the last to fall asleep, once again enjoying myself with the fairies.

Wandering between heaven and earth.

When I woke up in the morning, I found myself lying on the soft, alluring bodies of two stepmothers. Jingyu was fast asleep, straddling my baby, which, though now hidden away, still stubbornly stood erect. Each of my limbs was controlled by a sleeping beauty: my left middle finger was inserted into Yindi's vagina, my right hand was held and pressed against Laidi's increasingly large breasts, my left big toe was nestled between Jindi's legs as she knelt and slept, and Pandi was straddling my right foot. I could clearly feel the stickiness in these five places, and the area covered quite a bit.

The other women slept around me, their satisfied smiles indicating they were also having sweet dreams.

This was the first time I couldn't (have the heart) break free and go for my morning exercise.

But I also couldn't bear to wake them too early, even though I really wanted to move my hands and feet and my baby, I was afraid of interrupting their sweet dreams.

The pleasure and excitement still quietly rippled through my heart.

Time gradually passed, and the bliss slowly increased.

When I could no longer bear it, I finally broke the silence.

A slight thrust woke up Sister Jindi, who was lying at my feet, and the two stepmothers beneath me.

Then, everyone else followed suit.

Each pretty face beamed with joy and happiness, their delicate hands gently parting, their pink buttocks swaying slightly.

Once again, the gate to paradise opened for us.

Lost in debauchery and decadence, I lost my way.

I only knew to brave the wind and rain, forging ahead against the waves

. Suddenly, a voice called out, "Little Dragon! What's wrong?" pulled me back to reality.

It was Sang Yue. Only then did I remember that she was waiting for me to practice my skills, and I had broken my promise.

Perhaps this was the consequence of the allure of a gentle embrace, eroding one's will and devouring one's spirit.

But I just love it!

How wonderful it is to enjoy a bath and get dressed without lifting a finger!

Besides, I feel incredibly refreshed and light as a feather, with boundless energy.

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